A Game We Call Superheroes (The Rewrite)

Chapter 5

Key: (Y/n) - Your Name, (M/n) - Middle Name (if you have one), (L/n) - Last Name

God Gives You The Tutorial

Man, what a time to be alive!

That's the caffeine talking, actually. Life right now sucks pretty damn bad.

Another day had gone by, nothing of note really. The day had been pretty boring. That's why, as you worked on your homework from the day's classes a thought finally crossed your mind about the Stark's Pond incident; Cartman probably wasn't the only kid at school running around playing hero at night. And if Disarray was anything to go off of, they all likely had real powers, too. If this was the case, as you highly believed it may be, then why couldn't you join in on the fun?

You didn't want to be a villain, that was for sure. Disarray seemed like he had a screw loose, and you didn't want to team up with a seventh grader, so it was a hard no. Hero, maybe, but where was all the fun in that? Maybe you could be more of a vigilante or anti-hero and just mess with them?

The thought distracted you the entire night, leaving the rest of your homework (which was just an algebra worksheet, thank god) for the bus ride in the morning.

If you were going to partake in these shenanigans (against your better judgment), you would need a costume. Your friend Courtney used to drag you to conventions all the time and would help you make costumes for them since she at least wanted you to have some fun while you were there. Not that you were complaining about going in the first place, but she always felt like she was imposing and wanted to repay you in some way. She was your go-to costume girl.

This particular costume she'd made for you was perfect. It was a simple long, black coat with a high collar that covered your mouth and silver chains that hung on your waist; pair it with black pants, some silver steampunk costume goggles to obscure your eyes, and some combat boots, and you had a complete costume. You debated on adding makeup to the ensemble but decided against it.

If last night was anything to go on, it would probably be useless and get ruined anyway. Instead, you opted for loading your inventory with supplies. It was mainly soda, energy drinks, and snacks, but you also threw in a dagger and your new diamond sword.

However, you weren't sure if you should try to join in on the fun tonight. You still knew next to nothing about your powers! As of now, the only thing you know how to do is check your party stats and access your inventory. You still don't know how you managed to get the Diamond sword in the first place, or what other things you could do with your powers.

Just as that thought crossed your mind, a notification appeared in front of you, emitting a gray glow much similar to how the achievements did (except those were green, so they were obviously different functions).

> 💌 1 New Message From: Morgan Freeman <

Ok, what the fuck. How is Morgan Freeman of all people able to message you through your stupid powers?

You stared at the notification, thoroughly confused on this matter. You pressed the accept button anyway. This allowed you to read his message, which gave you a time, place, and a request that you come in your costume.

Seriously? How did Morgan Freeman know how to do this?

Well, no harm in going, you guessed. It's not like Morgan Freeman was going to kidnap you or anything. Despite the town hiring Mamá as the new detective pretty quickly, the crime rate didn't seem that high.

So, you put your costume on and pried your bedroom window open. There was a large tree in front of your window that led down to the backyard. Helpful. You shimmied down it with expertise, landing on the snowy ground below without any mishaps. From there, you had to pry the back gate open as quietly as you could. Once that had been accomplished, you made your way to the meeting spot.