At the beginning of life, before they are born, half of all people created are given a choice. Be famous, but do nothing useful for the world, or be unknown, and change the world forever. You've heard about the ones that chose the former. They're the heroes that decorate your comic books, and your tv shows. The ones who wears tights and capes and such. But if you look closer at your comics, pause your TVs, you can see the latter. You can see the ones that did the behind the screen saving that you thought the heroes did. And if you look close enough, you can see a veteran of the latter. An true and experienced hero. Except you can't see them.
They're a shapeshifter. However, they're not like the shapeshifter a you think you know. They can only be people and objects they've at least seen, and have no form that they blend into when they're not shapeshifting. They just stay as whatever they last shapeshifted into last, or, and this is more the usual for them, they transform into something that can be a duplicate, like a common animal. Their favorite form is a pigeon. Yeah. They're pretty cynical.
Anywho, because of the fact they don't have a neutral form, they also have no gender, personality, or name. Actually, the middle one's a lie. They have a personality, alright....Well, that last part's a lie, too. They do have a name. They call themselves Nobody. It's a reference to themselves.
"Will nobody help me?!"
They hear that a lot at scenes where they save someone, but where a hero swoops in and 'saves' the day.
"Yes, Nobody helped you." They liked to whisper to the damsels in distress in the form of a civilian, before walking away and leaving the lady(or gentleman in some occasions) confused. That's pretty cynical, yeah, but after years and years of portraying as someone you're not, that's just how you become. They only wished for intentional credit.
Now, they had a few extra powers, that they tried to let overrule the bad part of all this. Hypnotizing, mind reading, temporary mind erasure, telekinesis(that one have them a headache, though), only being able to be killed in battle... But it still wasn't worth it.
"But hey, you gotta work with what you got. And right now, I got to get to the Eiffel Tower."They laughed at their own murmured pun, and confused those around them.
Nobody had heard about the terrorist attacks on France, and had pigeon-ed their way there, portraying as a French office worker as they tried to figure out when to strike, to take this all down. The military could easily, very easily, take down the ISIS troops. However, they had a secret weapon. They had kidnapped the eleven year old daughter of an very important political leader, and threatened to drop her off the Eiffel Tower to her premature death if the army made any moves to stop them.
"Are you okay, Eric?" One of the workers asked Nobody.
"He's in the storage closet." Nobody replied, and casually walked out.
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It was a pretty simple operation to get past the ISIS guards who surrounded the famous tower. Disguise and go. Quite boring, really. The only fun part of it all was the confused Arabic mutter when they found their companion out cold in the corner when they just watched him walk by a second ago. But they shrugged it off when they saw a beam above his head. Maybe he just wasn't watching where he was going.
"Man, did villainy get a downgrade?" They muttered as they went up to the level where the girl was held captive, dangling a few few from the platform, just in case they needed a quick escape and still wanted to use her for ransom.
"I mean, seriously. It was harder to beat the Nazis, and they were a piece of cake. Preferable German Chocolate." They laughed at their own joke again.
The three men that were guarding the girl turned around at the laugh and approaching footsteps, but then lowered their guns as they saw it was a fellow member of ISIS. They went to greet 'him' friendlily, and were soon falling off the tower, caught by surprise.
Or rather, by a 'super hero' who just arrived on the scene.
"Fashionably late as always, huh?"Nobody muttered as the hero took down the guards to the floor to have them arrested. They just shrugged it off, and went to help out the girl, after transforming into a civilian they saw while flying to the scene. They didn't want to scare her, after all.
"You just hanging out, kid?"They grinned, laughed again, and pulled her up. She was in awe.
"Who are you?"
"Nobody." Most of the awe disappeared, and she became slightly agitated at the response.
"What's your name? I want to tell my father who saved me."
"I just told you."
The girl became confused, and this strange person laughed. They loved seeing humans confused. It was entertaining.
"Guess I'll give you some explanation, then, huh?"They said, smirking, and they transformed into the girl herself, making the girl bewildered, visibly jumping back in surprise.
They-- She--Whatever this figure was, it burst out laughing, holding their stomach. They continued laughing, as the girl stared, trying to wrap her head around this. When realization clicked, the person let out a disappointed 'Aww...' that the girl ignored.
"Are you a shapeshifter?"She asked.
"Nope, I'm a cinnamon bun."
And they transformed into said thing, just as the 'hero' arrived. She tried to grab the treat from the ground, but she was led along by the hero, who warned her not to eat anything the terrorists had had on them despite her protests.
As they reached the bottom of the tower, the usual end of your comic books commenced. Rewards were given along with thanks, all to the hero, and there was a celebration. However, one thing was off, and that was the girl, in a daze, thinking about her real savior.
And when the hero flew off, and her father held the microphone to her lips, asking her who had saved her as a last huzzah to the hero, she answered,
"Nobody."
And in the confused crowd, Nobody smiled.
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"I'm a ticking time bomb, and I'm 'bout to 'splode!"She yelled happily as she beat him at another game, sitting in front of a hospital bed, playing a video game.
"You shouldn't joke about that kind of stuff..."From the bed came the frail response.
You wouldn't know if you looked, but these were certified superheroes. They... Just weren't really recognized as such. A blind guy with super strength,
