Operation Centuria: The First 25

Day 17: Superpowers (With great "no power" comes great reponsibility) by Rabena

It’s one thing to be a super hero but another to be a super hero with absolutely no powers.

My name isn’t important right now. What I can sum up for now is that I’m a born superhero, generation X, from a family of superheroes…but I’m nothing super.

How did this happen? Well they say it’s a very rare sickness for us superheroes. It’s like Dyslexia or something. Except, instead of getting the words mixed up I don’t mix anything up at all.

My family isn’t the only family that’s super. We live in this secluded, exclusive city where almost every one is super. So picture show and tell in first grade and I came to class with my baby blanket as a cape.

"Is it an invisible cloak?" Moira, this kid from my class who can see right through you asked.

That’s when I realized, as I stood there in front of nearly 20 kids all with assorted powers, like Jelly Belly’s, that I was an outcast.

My parents weren’t the number one super heroes in town. Since there were so many of them they were like the night shift guards of the superhero world. My dad even complains that there’s nothing to save in town and we might as well move to some place crawling with creepy people like Gotham City. I hope we don’t because I don’t think I could cope riding the bus with Jokers and Penguins.

So imagine a day in school.

Walking from home. Walking. Walking. Watching Abby Summers fly past you and Brendan Fumes teleporting from one curb to another saying

"Come on, Wylie. You can do it." with that voice you use for training puppies or babies.

I just keep in mind everything my parents, grandparents and even teachers tell me whenever they see me down about my “syndrome”

"With great no power comes great responsibility." I don’t know what they mean with that because the last time I checked there was no "no" in there plus it was meant for someone with super powers to use. I technically have no responsibilities because everyone pities me….

Then again, chicks would wait around me because there would be only me to save. 

I still don’t get how someone with no powers in a world full of people who are amazing and the best at what they do could ever be given responsibility.

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to be continued