Every Superhero Has Problems.

Chapter One: The Discovery.

Chapter One: The Discovery

My small, eight year old self was looking out at cloudy, depressing sky from the roof of our house. Oh, Sun, how I’ve missed you. All this cloudy-ness is depressing me. Suddenly, the sky cleared and the sun began shining brightly. I looked up at the sky confused, and a little girl around my age saw me from the street and grabbed the small tree next to our house. The tree grew and she rode it up to where I was sitting. My mouth dropped, and she smiled at me.

“That’s a pretty cool superpower,” she whispered to me.

“Superpower?” I asked, my father was a superhero, but I had no clue that I could ever get superpowers.

The girl nodded, “I’m Layla,” the redhead pointed to the house next to mine, “and the boy that lives over there is Will. His parents are superheroes too,” she whispered the last sentence. We stayed there together for a while before I invited her in. She smiled excitedly and nodded her head. I laughed.

I helped her through the window and then climbed in myself. When I grabbed her hand and pulled her through the hallway to meet my father, my brother walked out from his room dressed in dark colors, as per usual.

Ever since our mother was put in solitary a year and a half ago, he's dressed in a similar state daily. He was three and a half years older than me.

Our mother's a supervillan while my father is a superhero. They never got along for as long as I can remember. "Who's she?" he nodded towards the exuberant redhead that I was about to drag down the stairs.

"Layla," I answered before pulling her down the stairs, "My new best friend!" I had called back at Preston, my brother.

"I'm your best friend?" Layla asked with a smile as we finished going down the stairs. I had simply nodded with a smile when my father came through the doors to his office buttoning his shirt over his superhero suit. When the world sees him in that, they see Cosmic Man, the flying superhero with great unarmed combat skills. I see my dad in tights.

“Dad!” I jumped onto him before he saw me. This made him chuckle in his deep voice. “Daddy, guess . . . guess what?”

He sat me down on the couch and squatted down so he could look me in the eyes, “Well, something very exciting apparently happened while I was gone.”

“I got my powers today,” I beamed at him and them pointed to Layla, “and I made a friend, and she has powers too!”

My father picked me up and had spun me around saying, “Ari, baby, that’s great!” He even hovered above the ground shortly due to his ecstatic nature. When he put me back on the ground, he greeted Layla, “Hello dear, I’m Evan Harper. You’re welcome here to see Ariel anytime.”

“Dad,” I grabbed his attention. My finger moved beside my eye and moved up and down slightly.

His mouth made an ‘O’ shape and he grabbed the square-rimmed glasses out of his chest pocket and put them on. “I need to get to The Daily Maxville Journal to finish my story. See to it that your brother eats some lunch, okay?” I nodded as he walked out after kissing my forehead.

“So what do you want to do Layla?”