One Direction Superhero Fan Fiction

The Golden Years

I'm back. New update. New cover (eventually). New story on the way. Get excited.

(If you haven't read the revised version of the last chapter this will not make sense so I strongly suggest you do that)

L xx

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Liam's POV

A rush of wind blew past my face, which was odd, since the small windows in our hospital room were shut, the blinds drawn and the door opposite was also closed. No one was to know we were here so our room was basically on lock down with only one nurse and one doctor looking after us. Even our parents were not allowed to call or visit. Yet the wind was still there.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Harry, who was sat up in his bed scrolling through his phone, whip his head around to glare at Louis. 

 "Don't you even da-" he began, but before he had finished I was suddenly on the floor with a Louis Tomlinson shaped person holding me to the ground. 

"LOUIS!" I yelled jumping up, but he was gone in a blink of an eye to the other side of the room. "How did you-?" I began but was interrupted by another a jet of wind.

"How did I what Payno?" replied Louis with a cheeky grin. He was now perched up on the shelf next to my bed. I looked at him in astonishment, sending Niall into hysterics, which led to the polished tile floors of the room being covered in a sheet of ice.  Louis vaulted down from his shelf and skidded across the floor, as if ready to take off again, however falling on his bum due to the slipperiness of the ice. This sent everyone into fits of laughter making Louis very angry.

"Fuck you lot I'd like to see you try and run on this ice" He muttered

"Serves you right for abusing your newly obtained super speed" I said matter of factly. He then shot me another of his signature Louis-Tomlinson- cheeky-grins and suddenly I was on the floor again with Louis pinning me down, signifying he was ready to go to war. This began a brawl, the type that only occurs between a bunch of teenage school boys and men in their early 20s mucking around because they are bored and in need of some fun.No one necessarily gets hurt (try telling Louis that, though)and tends to end with someone sulking and a hit to the old masculine pride. However this time it ended with a broken hospital bed.

How it happened, I'm not so sure. Louis and I were rolling around on the floor, Zayn and Niall jumped in for the fun of it and Harry was eventually pulled in by the rush of adrenaline and the need to do something. This, however, was not one of our normal shove-arounds, this time some of us had powers to abuse and use as we wished. I somehow fell back and grabbed onto one of the metal bed posts of the hospital bed, then ripped it clean off. The bed came crashing to the ground after the loss of it's support, which stopped everyone abruptly.

There was a moment of silence. I had broken something. I had finally been corrupted.

"Oh shit Liam!" murmured Harry.  But everyone heard him, and we all knew we were in deep, deep trouble.