In A New League Of Power

Chapter 4

Six months had passed since I began my training with Superman. I had grown stronger, faster, and more confident in my abilities. Today, I was soaring over Metropolis, clad in the sleek Kryptonian flex suit Superman had given me. The suit was made of black and blue metallic fabric, and it could produce a helmet to cover my face, offering both protection and anonymity.

The cityscape stretched out below me, a tapestry of bustling streets and towering skyscrapers. I felt a sense of pride and responsibility as I patrolled the skies, always vigilant for any sign of trouble.

Just as I was reveling in the freedom of flight, I heard a crackle of electricity. Before I could react, a bolt of lightning struck me, sending a jolt of pain through my body. I was momentarily stunned, my vision flickering. I managed to stabilize myself and looked around to find the source of the attack.

Hovering in the air, not far from me, was a woman with striking blue hair and alabaster-white skin. She wore a black, skin-tight bodysuit that seemed to crackle with electricity. Her eyes glowed with a cold, blue light, and she had a confident, almost smug expression on her face.

"Who are you?" I shouted, my voice amplified by the helmet's speakers. "Why did you attack me?"

The woman smirked, crossing her arms over her chest. "Name's Livewire," she said, her voice carrying an electric hum. "And I don't need a reason to take down a wannabe hero like you."

I clenched my fists, feeling a surge of anger. "You're going to regret that," I muttered, launching myself toward her with a burst of speed.

Livewire was fast, but so was I. We collided in midair, exchanging blows that sent shockwaves through the sky. She crackled with energy, sending bolts of lightning at me, but I dodged and countered with punches that packed the strength of a hundred men.

The fight was intense, a dazzling display of power and agility. Livewire was relentless, but I was determined. I felt the suit’s systems working overtime to shield me from her electric attacks, but I knew I couldn't rely on it alone.

"You're tough, I'll give you that," Livewire said, her voice strained as she dodged another punch. "But you're out of your league."

I gritted my teeth, refusing to back down. "We'll see about that."

With a surge of adrenaline, I unleashed a flurry of attacks, pushing Livewire back. She tried to retaliate with another bolt of lightning, but I was ready. I grabbed her arm, absorbing the brunt of the electric shock, and threw her toward the ground.

Livewire hit the pavement with a crash, creating a small crater. I landed a few feet away, keeping my guard up. She groaned, struggling to get back on her feet.

"It's over, Livewire," I said, taking a step closer. "You can't win."

She glared at me, her eyes blazing with defiance. "This isn't the end, Boundless," she spat. "We'll meet again."

Before I could respond, she vanished in a flash of lightning, leaving only scorched pavement behind. I sighed, relieved but wary. Livewire was dangerous, and I knew she'd be back.

As I took off into the sky again, I couldn't help but feel a sense of accomplishment. I had faced a powerful foe and come out on top. But I also knew that the life of a hero was never easy, and there would always be new challenges ahead.

Later that night, I was back at the Fortress of Solitude, recounting the battle to Superman. He listened intently, nodding as I described the encounter.

"You handled yourself well," Superman said, a note of pride in his voice. "Livewire is a formidable opponent. You should be proud of how you dealt with her."