𝗥𝗼𝗯𝗯𝗶𝗲: 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗔𝘄𝗮𝗸𝗲𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴

The Hero I Was (Part 1:Superion)

Superion stood there with the bus in his hands long enough so that the people could get out. Ok maybe that wasn't entirely true. He loved the media's attention. He turned to camera and winked, causing the crowd to erupt in a fit of happy cheers and delighted screams. Superion lifted the bus, gently putting it down on the bridge. As he slowly started strutting up to the criminals, they started firing bullets at him. Idiots. He was invulnerable. They should know that by now. He froze the first man's feet then took the gun out of his hands. Twisting it into a pair of thick handcuffs he cuffed the second criminal. The crowd cheered as he picked up both men and bound them together with a piece of metal. Superion ran a hand through his blond hair. He had to get going soon before there was another crime that he needed to stop. A camera man and a reporter came up to him asking him a bunch of questions. He answered them all, then went and signed some autographs. Superion then waved to the crowd and after one last wink, he flew off into the air.

As he flew higher and higher into to air he started to think back about when he first started out. He had genuinely enjoyed giving back to the planet that nurtured him, far more than his own. All he could remember from his planet was the pins and needles they stuck into him after they realized that he could do things that an ordinary Lor'zaahnnian could not. He was put through all sorts of experiments and tests. But it all changed in a singular incident. He shook those thoughts out of his head, trying to forget the past.

Superion landed on the moon's solitary base, that he built when he had just started this hero gig. He stood outside the great doors waiting for Technoblade's security to recognize him. After a minute all the scans were complete. The doors opened with its familiar whiring sound. He stepped in and let out the air he had in his lungs and continued to breath normally. Superion picked up a few things and went back outside. He held his breath and sonic boomed back to earth. He flew to a deserted alleyway and changed into his alter ego, Brian Adams, at superspeed. He moved his hand over his hair and his hair changed from a nice blond to a dark brown. He put some contacts in (also made by Technoblade. Wait I rhymed! :>) that made his pupils look brown instead of its usual blue. He caught a taxi and hurried to The Senetry, Orion City's most successful comic buisness, and more importantly, his workplace. As he paid his fare, he walked into the towering green building. People bustled throughout the building rushing from one place to the next. A young man in a short sleeved shirt walked over to Brian "Oh there you are" the man said. "We need you to check out this new comic that we need a main villain for." "Sure thing Mark" Brian followed the man as they talked, eventually reaching to the conference room where a everyone was all sitting in chairs discussing the new main villain of their comic. Everyone was arguing and each one tried to get his point across. "Everyone calm down" Mike said. "Brian's sure to find the perfect villain." Everyone stared expectantly at Brian. "Well...maybe the villain....could be.....the same person as the hero. And maybe, while he is fighting against evil, he is also fighting against the darkness inside him." Seeing everyone looking at him, he said: "That's just a thought though." Mark stood up slowly. "That...That....Is.....The most BRILLIANT thing I have ever heard! Write that down! Write it down!" Brian smirked and gave Mark a thumbs up. Everyone was working quietly, sharing ideas and working in such harmony, you could almost forget that they were the same team that were just arguing. Mark looked on with glee seeing his team work together for the first time in forever. They actually had a chance to win the comic of the year award. Brian walked out of the conference room with a smile on his face. He walked right to the coffee machine and got himself a lattè. As he was walking with his latte Justin White, the man who was always trying to get his job, bumped into him spilling the hot coffee onto his shirt. "Ha! Now all you need is some banana skins and some candy wrappers and you'll be trash! Just like your work." Brian looked at him, wishing that he could throw him out the window, and hope that he got run over by a truck.

Brian turned around and went to the bathroom. He locked the doors, and checked the bathroom for any cameras. On finding none he checked for anyone in the bathroom. After finding no one Brian took of his glasses and passed his hand over his face removing the contacts. He took off his shirt and looked for some soap. After finding some hand soap, he washed his shirt and then put it back on. He shined his lasers into the mirror and widened his scope, while lessening the heat. He dried his shirt and heated up his hands as well and began 'ironing' his shirt. A lot of people didn't know that he did not have lasers/optic blasts. Instead what he actually does is use his Pyrokenisis(fire powers) for lasers and Cryokenesis(ice powers) for freeze breath. Then he mentally heats his up vision causing it to become a sort of laser vision/optical blasts. As he had finished 'ironing' his shirt he buttoned it up and tucked it in his pants and buckled it up. He then put in his contacts and walked back out. At least now he was clean again. He went back to the coffee machine and took another latte. This time he actually watched where he was going. As he reached his office he flipped the lights on and sat in his chair and gave it a spin. After he was done spinning in his chair he rolled over to his computer. He looked around if anyone was watching him then went on a dating site. Imagine. This was what he, the most powerful being in the world was reduced to.

As he scrolled through the list of women he couldn't find any to catch his interest. Sparkplug was interested in him, that he did know, but his interest in her was.....minimal to say it nicely. She was a nice person, but a bit...forward or pushy sometimes. Like yesterday. Ugh. Besides, he was 22. He should be able to find someone. As he continued scrolling through through the list of women, he saw a 20 year old woman with brown hair named Isabella. (Before I go on I have never used one of these apps so I dunno how they work so forgive me for whatever mistake I make.) Isabella looked like the perfect match. She loved painting and could play the guitar. The only problem was that she lived in Greenfield, which was 98 miles away. Sure that wasn't far to fly, but by car, it was a approximately a two hour drive. But he had to make it work. She was the one. He could feel it.

How do ya like the story so far? What is Superion hiding? Is this new girl really the one? Until then keep reading 📖, keep chill 😎 and peace out ✌