MJ GIF/Imagine Series

You Saved His Life (Dangerous Era)

*Michael was involved in a burning hotel, injuring only three people. He was there during his Dangerous tour. You are a regular person just taking a walk until you smelled smoke coming from the building. But you weren't a regular person. You are superhuman spy with five powers including super speed, super strength, wall crawling, breathe under water and martial arts. Your family is full of spies working for an Organization, a protection agency means you save people for a living.*

Y/N POV
After a long week of missions, I'm finally taking my needed break this weekend. It was freaking crazy how many crimes start in one week. But that's how the world is. Sometimes missions at nights were clearly nuts considering me and my siblings needed to handle bad fires or robberies. I flunked myself on my bed and inhaled a deep breath.
This is a perfect time for taking walks now and probably stop at cafes or Tim Hortons's. I'm usually running there to the next mission site. I speeded out of bed, changing into an outfit from my closet.

It seemed really chilly today so I needed to button up. I speeded downstairs and grabbed my phone off the kitchen counter. I smiled, opening the door and closing behind me. Finally! Freedom! My time on the sidewalk started. I passed by couples, bicyclers, exercise runners and walking pass three cafes. I was only going far which was better and knew exactly what to do if I was being mugged or at least try to be kidnapped. Somehow, I smelled gas. The smell flow through my nose so I tried waving it off. It kept coming back more. This is weird unless someone's near a cafe smoking two cigarettes. As spies, me and my family always suspect things like this. Smoke doesn't occur like this unless....my brain clicked. Fire! Little screams were beginning to be heard throughout my ears while a firetruck's siren drove pass me. Ugh, just when I was getting a break. It doesn't matter because I'll always defend innocent people. No pedestrians were in sight on the sidewalk except on the road. I pressed a red button on my watch, letting my outfit morph into my spy suit. 

Without hesitation, I took off in complete speed and followed the firetruck. It drove to where there's an ambulance, three police cars, people running out of an hotel building. A big fire was happening five escalators up. I managed to speed off behind someone's car without anyone seeing me in my suit. "There's one more person in that building! He's stuck inside!" An officer told one of the firefighters. A single person inside? Horrible! I inhaled a deep breath, knowing I'll be running into a fiery building to save this person. It's not worth losing one human. A plan formed in my head. I speeded carefully onto the building wall while firefighters were distracted and going inside. Using my ability, I speed crawled on the wall in order to find the burning room. I made it to a window where fires were present in the hallway. I successfully climbed inside and speeded and found the person the Officer mentioned. He laid sideways unconscious on the floor, his hair covering his face. The fire seemed to be getting stronger so I quickened my pace. I speeded up to him and lifted his body on my shoulders. Half of the ceiling fell and I backed away, heading for the window. I climbed out and used my super strength to hold onto him. I crawled my way back to the ground. Policemen were saying the firefighters was heading for the hallway. Behind the building, I carefully laid the gentleman on the ground. My eyes studied his reflection. The emotions instantly went up the roof. The man trapped in a fiery building is Michael Jackson. I caressed his dark messy hair, feeling the warmth of his cheek. Poor thing. My two fingers checked his pulse. He was still alive and trying to breathe. I breathed a breath of relief and smiled warmly. Myself didn't realize my left hand was intertwined with his supportively. He happened to move a bit by using his legs. Oh shit! He can't see me like this! I pressed the same button, morphing back to my outfit. Next thing I knew he began coughing a few times. He needs help medically. I picked him up and wrapped his arm around my neck. My ability made it easier to drag him by his feet due to him still passed out. "HELP! HELP!" I yelled. The officers and paramedics saw me and came to his aid. They were surprised the civilian turned out to be Michael Jackson. One of them brought a gurney, helping me laid his body on it. "How is he?" A nurse asked. I sighed. "He's still alive but trying to breathe." I told her. She nodded as they got inside the ambulance and pulled the gurney in the back. "Would you like to come, ma'am?" She asked nicely. Michael's unconscious figure still bothered me a bit. He or them won't know I'm superhuman so I'll just go in support. I quickly nodded and stepped inside. The paramedics closed the door, making the car drive off. They continued to aid Michael while I held his hand. Something about him made me feel warm and secure. 

In the hospital, the doctors were still helping him in the emergency room. I was mentally praying he'll wake up this time. Security guards blocked paparazzi and press from the entrance. If I wasn't a spy, I'd kneel each of them in the nuts publicly. Nobody, not even the receptionist could give me answers until the doctor comes. Before I knew it, three people came through the doors and added more to the list. They rushed to talk to the receptionist about their relative or friend. They looked exactly like Michael which meant one thing; the Jackson family. That beautiful older lady is his mother Katherine. I turned away, hoping none of them could notice me. Someone cleared their throat. I looked up and made eye contact with his sister Janet. "Excuse me, are you the girl who saved my brother's life?" She asked, hopefulness and thankfulness in her voice. My jaw dropped. 

To be continued....