Superman lead me to an interrogation room and left me alone with Batman. Batman for Christ's sake! "What do you know?" He asks.
"Can I have some water?" I ask.
"Not right now just answer the question." He replies.
"I need water." I say. "And whats with all the metal?" I ask. "Can't this room be made of rubber?" I ask.
"Just answer the question." He sighs tired of my antics.
"Can I have candy?" I ask.
"What? No just answer the question." He orders. I open my mouth like I'm going to say something.
"I want to talk to someone who brings me something to drink." I said. He sighed and finally someone brought me water. And it was....Robin. "Fair enough." I said and drank the water.
"So can you answer the questions now?" He asks.
"Sure why not?" I nod.
"Okay so what do you know about the recent kidnappings?" He asks.
"I was almost a victim of it." I replied. His eyes widen and he looked at me.
"So how did you get out and what happened?" He asks.
"Funny enough I was attempting to get here. The man noticed I was alone and offered me dinner. I accepted met who I assumed were his grand children. And wife. When I slept one of the girls woke me telling me the situation. I got them away and returned them home. One told me that they gave the other girls away. I think that has something to do with human trafficking. And the girl told me that once they were old enough they would go as well which means they target a certain age group. But what I noticed was there were hardly any pictures on the walls and we never went into the other parts of the house which makes me think they move around a lot and were using the little girls to make the girls like me feel more safe."
"Okay so what's your name?" He asks still surprised.
"Sarah." I reply.
"Sarah, so I guess you are intelligent but where are you parents?" He asks.
"I left them at home." I reply.
"So your a run away." He asks.
"Yes but don't worry I will go back and will not leave my room again after I complete my objective." I say.
"What do you mean not leave your room?" He asks.
"My parents keep me in my room for safety reasons. I suppose this isn't natural for normal kids?" I ask and he shakes his head.
"How long have they kept you in a room?" He asks.
"Approximately ten years but don't worry too much I have a TV, food, and water." I answer. I had no shame in the subject. Sure I didn't get as much fun outside as others but I knew much more and was very advanced on a computer.
"That's illegal you know that right?" He asks.
"Is it? Papa and Mama always told me it was for the safety of others." I say.
"Why would you a danger to anyone?" He asks.
"Well you see I'm not in very good control of my powers." I rubbed the back of my neck sheepishly.
"Powers?" He asks intrigued in my story.
"Yes. Like super powers." I say.
"What can you do?" He asks.
"Lots of things." I say.
"Can you show me?" He asks.
"Of course but I need a rubber room just incase." He nods and escorts me to a rubber room. I giggled slightly being able to see the whole justice league watching curiously from the windows. I pulled off my rubber lined clothes leaving me in my skinny jeans and tight tee shirt. Closing my eyes I let the electricity run and raised my arms. It ran through my body and to my arms shooting from my finger tips. As it moved up I opened my mouth slightly and let the strings of electricity run out. It was honestly beautiful. I stopped and made a small ball allowing it to move about the room whilst being under my control. I smiled as it turned into shapes. Soon it disappeared. I also created a clone using my electricity to form a solid being and wave toward the windows. And finally I showed my favorite ability. Electricity moved through every inch of my body and to the tips of every hair giving my entire body a glowing like look before I smiled and let everything disperse I saw everything at once from every side of the room. The feeling was... Electric. I reassembled and bowed slightly. Before the league came in.
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Electric Hero
FanfictionIsn't it strange that something so beautiful could be so dangerous?