Electricity

Prologue

"Help! Somebody help me!", I screamed, my throat burning. I was trapped. 

When I was 12 years old, my house collapsed, due to an earthquake that hit England, trapping my family and I underneath the deadly rubble. Water flooded the death zone, washing away many lives. I could see my older brother, Alexander, trying to reach for me, through the destruction. I strained to reach for him too, when, all of a sudden, an electric cable struck the surrounding water like lightning. Thousands of volts coursed through mine and my family's bodies, killing them instantly. But not me. Why? I have no idea. But I wish it did. I wish the deadly volts ended my life, because I came out with something much worse than death. Powers...

It has been 5 years since I lost my family and I have been alone ever since. Due to my powers, I've never had any friends or a place to call home. I should probably tell you what my powers are. As my name, Electra, suggests, my powers are to do with electricity; energy to be more exact. If I touch someone with my hand, for a few seconds, I gain their powers and keep the powers forever. The other person still has their powers, but I have them as well. That's my main power, as well as telekinesis and teleportation. When I turned 14, I teleported myself to America, to live there. Then, I have a bunch of other powers I've gained from other people over the years. It may seem like I have some pretty amazing powers, however, my powers are lethal. If I touch a human being, an electric current pulses through my body, zapping the human leaving them unconscious. Touching someone with my bare hands for too long could result in their painful death. That's why I have to always wear black leather gloves and why I have no friends. I avoid any form of human contact, to ensure that I don't kill anyone. At least I did avoid people, until now...