The Dilemma

I had never read comics when I was kid and had easily figured out that everything was a pattern, each supposed superhero had found Hope in their powers, for both the people and themselves. Each superhero originally had a pretty shitty, whoops, I mean tragic childhood. Look at Bruce Wayne for example or Peter Parker. Both of their parents died, and then again, they were more realistic than Superman. That hero, he was literally made of steel, practically incapable of being defeated, but at least his weakness was Kryptonite. Honestly, Superhero's weren't a big part of my childhood, I was more of the let's crash Hot Wheels and make noises like explosions and in all honesty, I never even touched a comic book. If I were to thank anyone for my knowledge on Superhero's, it would probably be the television and the cartoons it displayed when I was a child, heck I wanted to be just like Iron Man at one point, but let's just say Hot Wheels were kind of a big deal and not these make believe heroes that everyone talked about.

For starters, being a superhero is practically impossible. I totally get Batman, sometimes, when he isn't using technology that doesn't even exist in our world or Iron Man, but if you ask for my opinion (which you won't), I'd profess that it could take place in twenty to fifty years from now because let's face it, there's no criminals that are worth fighting against. Only because every day, everybody has to deal with someone getting shot, somebody gets robbed, somebody getting this, somebody doing that. Let's be realistic here, a single superhero isn't able to save the world without having bloodshed from the innocent people. So, why even bother when people don't actually need you?

Out of all Villain's, I'd have to say the Joker is the most realistic, but the red lips are a little too much, if I must say so myself. Heath Ledger though, he was probably the only reason why I started to quote the Joker, but like all the good things in the world, Heath Ledger had to die. It was sad and all that, but by the time I found out, it was considered old news and by then, nobody really cared anymore. Everyone was back to the same old news, where they only cared about how celebrities are living, alongside watching some pointless programs based on teenagers that get pregnant or cartoons that were probably made the person who created them was high.

That was just an opinion, so please don't assume that I do drugs of any type. I never placed drugs anywhere near me, though I tried smoking once, and let's just say that I almost coughed out my very own lung. I'm aware that my friends do it along with everyone else within the school, but the idea of smoking marijuana was never appealing to me and neither was injecting drugs into my system. Great, and now I sound like Peter Parker again, but, really I'm not. I wasn't bitten by a radioactive spider, I don't do that whole web shooting business, and I most certainly don't climb walls. If anything, the only thing we have in common in struggling to talk to girls and skateboarding. I'm not super anything, nothing about me is super actually.

I mean, if I were, I would probably be able to talk to girls without having to worry if I said the wrong thing or killed the conversation. Hell, super for me would be could be considered as passing Geometry or anything math related. It's not my fault that I'm not the brightest student within my school, but I'm certainly not the stupidest. Have you even heard about Calvin Leames? Let's just say that all the drugs went straight to his head and left him practically brainless. I wouldn't be shocked if he woke up tomorrow with a craving for human flesh, but let's be realistic here. Zombies don't exist, only in videogames and if I must say so myself, The Last of Us is a pretty good game.

Hold on--wait. I keep losing my train of thought and I have to apologize that, so here. Sorry. Hopefully you feel better now and if you don't, I think you might need to lighten up a bit. So, let's get back to Calvin Leames. Let's just say that everywhere we went, people weren't able to keep us away from each other. We literally did everything together, went to the movies, hanging out, going to the mall. We were those types of guys, yet as always, something has to go wrong. Like in every friendship, in every book, and every single movie out there, a friend becomes distant and eventually no longer wants to associate with you. Mainly the reason why I stay away from drugs is because Calvin was smart at one point, but he just made a stupid decision, that had taken away a majority of his brain cells.

Don't get me wrong here, I still love the idiotic bloke, but we never really see eye-to-eye anymore. While I want to go hang out or something, he wants to inject a needle into his arm laced with heroine. That's not exactly my version of hanging out; I'm more of the 'That-chicks-hot-do-you-think-I-have-a-chance' type. Usually, scouting missions take place in the mall and like always, I'm invisible to the eyes of girls. It's actually humiliating when a girl walks past you like you cease to exist, especially when you try to make yourself seen, but in the end, that fails too.

At first, I was pretty sure that I had a superpower, which would be invisibility. Everywhere I went; people would pay little or no attention to me. Including teachers, hell I don't remember how many times I had raised my hand, only for them to call on the person sitting adjacent to me or behind me. After a while I decided that it wasn't worth the energy to leave my hopes up, so the minute I lowered my hand, that was when the teacher chose to call on me. Let's just say that I'm smarter when I talk with my mouth closed now. Oh yeah, here's a tip. I'm probably the worst person to go to the mall with if you're searching for a 'girl with a rocking body' as Calvin used to say.

Let's just make it short here, I go shopping, I eat as the food courts that is literally full of grease and spilt food, and then go home without a single new contact in my phone. I'm not sure what it is about me that made them all run in the other direction, though I have a feeling that it has nothing to do with my appearance or my social skills. I'm not trying to be cocky, that'd be the least of my desires, but I'm not the worst looking guy. Yeah, there are probably millions of guys that look better than me, but I know that already. How? Well for starters, I rarely break out and if I do, I literally have a single pimple that isn't that noticeable, unless you're staring intently at my face. I wouldn't mind, though I would find that just a tad creepy and I might lean in for an unexpected kiss, then again, didn't the original Spiderman do that with Mary Kate?

I really do need to get off the topic of superheroes, but then again, the movies are actually really good and I can't help it when I miraculously end up downloading movies illegally or spending hours on end watching Netflix. Oh, and now that we're on the topic of my incredibly boring life, I have something to admit. Everything you just read up above and don't lie saying that you knew this all along. I never admitted my name, but that might be because I have more than one particular name. I've gone by Aidan, Tyler, Evan, Stiles, Ryan, and sadly even James. None of those are actually my name and I decided to give up my privacy and give you two rewards. Just please don't expect my full name because even a preschooler isn't that stupid and anyways, that'd be against superh-that wouldn't be a good thing.

Oh gosh, my blood pressure is rising like crazy and now our friendship is no longer mutual. Don't get me wrong, I just don't do well with friendships and all I can think of i-HULK SMASH! Just kidding, sorry but the rising of the blood pressure was merely a joke. Hopefully it is in you to forgive me and if you don't... Well, I can care less if you did or didn't. Anyways, my actual name is What's It To Ya. Is it too early for SpongeBob jokes, yes? Well... Sorry then.

It's probably time to get to a more serious place. No more joking, I'll promise you that. So, my name happens to be Blake. Fascinating name, I know. Yet, everything you have read above is still a lie. Except for the fact that I have used the names above and yes, my real name is Blake. Everything you read above is my past life and no, I'm not dead. It's just, nothing applies any longer, things change in life and my childhood is no longer relevant. The world we live in has evolved to a point where people with blood types of AB- had more benefits for people and it varies. I'm not a doctor, but all I can say is that AB- is pretty rare, I guess. In a way, I'm lucky I suppose along with those who are still living.

The government is the reason why people are dying, they track them down, and they kill them. And there's your daily fun fact. There's probably only ten left with AB-, including myself. While they're in hiding...Let's just say that I'm making first page on a majority of newspapers. I know, go me! However, what I have to say is top secret. You are not to tell anyone that my real name is Blake, that'd be the ultimate give away. The real reason why I've been using the false names is because of them, the government. So, it's probably time to admit this, but superheroes are real. You're probably wondering why I'm telling you this and if you aren't, I'm still going to tell you. My name is Blake and I'm something that you'd call a superhero.