Chapter 11

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I watched her sleep, I admit it was weird. But come on! You try ignoring an angel sleep. Her chest rose and fell; she let out quick breaths and occasionally squinted her eyes as if she were having bad dreams.

 I exhaled. I would have to leave soon. I suavely began to lift myself leisurely off the bed. When her bedside lamp fell, clattering onto her hardwood floor. “Shit.”

 I slowly looked up to see Selena still sleeping. Thank God.

 I stood up all the way and wound her sheets around her, enclosing her in a cocoon of warmth. Her shivering incented how cold she was. I placed a warm kiss on her forehead, and a smile made its way across her features.

 She was so intent. So peaceful.

 That would all change soon enough…because of me. By falling for Selena I had gotten Doctor.O interested in her.

 In the moonlight I could see the necklace I had given her settled against her soft skin. Just like her, this necklace was my kryptonite. Doctor.O would not be able to track her down as long as that necklace was with her. It was her only salvation, and she was mine.

 As comical as I thought myself to be, my life was anything but. Running from city to city with the police on my heels, along with Mr.O.

 You see, Dr.-Mr.-Agent-O is the traitor’s full name; he was not only a double agent, but a quadruple agent. He ran an experiment a few months back, in which he wanted to create supernatural powers emphasizing his research on chemically engineered super-humans to take over the world. He killed my family. My 6 year old sister, my father, and my mother. Heck, he even killed my cat petunia. He ruined me. All because he needed me to do the experiment. I used to be the school jock. I got any girl I wanted, when I wanted. I had top-notch grades. I was not only smart, but I was also popular. But he ruined it, he ruined me. He made it so; he was the only one I could turn to. And when I did, he included me in his experiment. He told me he could make it so I could have super-powers, so I could find the killer of my family, (at this point I didn’t know it was him) I agreed, But while I had anesthesia I heard him and his assistant talking. They wanted to create a monster. But before I could do anything I was injected. But the minute he injected me with the venomous solution, I ran out of there. I bombed it. I bombed the plant. I stupidly, without thinking blew up chemicals, causing them to mix and chemically engineer a new type of super-human. His assistant was never found. Nor was Dr.O. Only I knew what was going on, Dr.O’s case was irreversible, and the only solution, is that necklace. It was the last of the energy that he needed to treat him, and to discover what exactly made me, what I am. I had grabbed the necklace from the machine the minute before bombing it. It was a diamond, but later I got it turned into a necklace.

   I ran to this city, pretending to be the new student. My soul purpose was to find a girl who I could trust and envoy with the necklace. The truth was that I mean to give it to a girl I would never meet again, someone I didn’t care for, but I ended up giving it to her. It was a stupid mistake; because I was…I was in-..No. Not Love. I was ‘smitten’ by her. She was my toy of the week.

  I bitterly laughed. I was horrible.

  I looked at Selena one last time before jumping out the window. They call me The Mist because they never know where I go off to. And no one knows my exact powers. Heck, I don’t even.

  I flew across the sky, looking over the town. I looked up at the moon and was reminded of how the moon could never compare to Selena. She was heavenly, she was-

  A loud crash interrupted my lunatic love speech, and I looked down. I amplified my vision and focused into a jewelry shop with the door busted open, when I looked in more I saw hostages inside. And 3 men with pantyhose’s over their heads.

  Ha. How adorable.

  I flew right in only to find myself blasted back with a force. I fell on my ass, and when I got back up to f*ck up the fool who hit me, My eyes met a beautiful girl. She had on tight Latex, so I’m assuming she was a hero. I looked her up and down, and smirked.

  “Who knew, a girl in pink could hit so hard?” I said, still looking her over.

  “Who knew, a jerk like you could be a super-hero?” The girl said, with a scowl on her pretty face, and her cheeks looking hot and flustered.

  “Touché.” I said, masking my groan as I got back up.

  I looked around to see the men tied and roped together on the floor.

  “You did this?” I said, with an amused smile.

  “What’s it to you?” She said, again with a scowl on her face.

  “Lighten up, will ya? I’m just curious.” I said, coming closer to ‘the girl in pink’

  Her breath hitched and she looked anywhere but me.

  “What’s your name, beautiful?” I whispered into her ear, earning a shiver from her.

  “Again…What’s it to you?” She said, with another, and I kid you not, another scowl on her lovely face.

  “Well, if you’re not comfortable with your real name, what’s your costume name?” I asked her, hoping not to seem too desperate.

  “Pink-Laser.” She curtly said.

  At this, I busted out laughing.

  You-aha-Your name is- ha-ha- Your name has pink in it- ahah- and you wear pink too?- ha-ha. ? Ahaha. So original." I wiped a fake tear from my eye, and ended my rant with “hysterical.”

  A light blush formed on the balls of her cheeks, and her eyes held a heated gaze, as she studied me.

  I stopped smiling and looked her in the eye. Man. She was intense when she wanted to be.

  “You think you’re all that? You think you’re better than me?? Well where were you when these men tried to rob this store? Huh!? Flirting with someone perhaps? I’ve heard of you. You do most of your heroic acts for FUN. Like that last time when you left a bad guy upside down on a pole in only his underwear…You try to be funny, and cool but all you’re doing is being immature! I would like it, if you would let me do my job in peace. Humph.” She was out of breath when she finished her rant, which caused an earnest smile to make its way across my face.

  “Man, I’m so-“Before I finished she slapped me. She whisked her hand across my face, and my face literally turned around 70 degrees.

  My mouth formed an O and when I turned my head around all I saw was her walking away.

 “Damn. She’s got a nice butt.” I said, not realizing I said it out loud. When I turned to call the cops a laser came whizzing past my ear and when I rotated I saw Pink-Laser looking at me with a triumphant smile cross her face.

  “Be a good boy, and clean up the mess mommy made, Kay? Kay.” She said smirking.

" Oh, and next time...I wont miss." Sh said as she ran out of there in a flash.

  I stood there. Unbelieving. This girl could become a problem for me…

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