SuperHeroes 2.0: Sick Day

NOT A REAL CHAPTER!!!!

Okay guys

This is a short story!

It was originally  a project for my english class and I figured I owed u guys some kind of update as I haven't updated literally all year.

So pls keep reading because....

THIS IS THE STORY OF HOW SETH AND ROSIE MET!!!!

Enjoy...

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*Rosies POV*

Darkness. That's all I remember seeing. For the first few hours, they let me see nothing but darkness, so that I would be forced to do what they wanted me to; use my powers.

See, I'm a superhero and like the comics and movies, I have powers. They're very similar to those of Superman, however; I have a few upgrades. While we share the powers of strength, knowledge, godlike senses, invulnerability, superhuman speed and flight, I also have the power of x-ray vision, telekinesis, invisibility and a few others that aren't important in this story.

The problem is that like Superman I have weaknesses. My biggest weakness being electricity, but only in forms of sparks, static electricity and lightning, so it's rare I ever truly feel weak and helpless.

I also once had a secret identity. Her name–my name was Roselyn King, but everyone called me Rosy. Nonetheless, the only name I am known by now is Project-Ro. Why am I called this? The explanation is simple. The government found out about my "abilities" and took me captive.

The last thing I remember before they took me was being at school with my friends. Everything after that is a blur. I lost my sight. Felt someone put a bag on my head and then I went numb. So when I woke up in a room that was pitch black, I assumed they had blinded me.

I tried to move around but I was being held by my wrists, ankles, and waist to a cushioned wall. My mind automatically went into defence mode, using my other senses to try and figure out where I was. I smelled two distinct aromas, pine trees, and masculine perfume. The smells seemed to mix like oil and water in the air. I suspected my location was somewhere in a forest, maybe underground? I couldn't be sure.

I tested my x-ray vision, hoping maybe that still worked, and regretted the decision immediately. A shock of electricity jolted through my spine. The pain was unreal. It felt like there was glass in my bloodstream, cutting me from the inside out. It was like I was being crushed by a car with people still inside to add extra weight.

It was excruciating. It was humiliating. It was weakening.

Once the electricity was turned off, my body went slack. I hung from the wall like a rag doll, limp and pathetic.

"That dearest Ro," I heard a voice call from in front of me " is what happens when you attempt to use your powers" The voice was deep and filled with curiosity. However It sounded a bit warn out, like he spent his whole life smoking cigarets.

A light flashed on in the room. Allowing me to see the place I was trapped in. The room was made mostly of white cushions aside from the fluorescent lights in the ceiling and iron cuffs holding me against the wall. Across from me, there was a wall of one sided mirrors, with a circle cut into the glass, acting as a doorknob. The only other important detail was the F.B.I symbol that was imprinted on the glass, indicating that I was down here because of the government.

"Who's there?" I called, feeling the lack of power in my voice. I tried again, this time with more force."Show yourself!"

Suddenly, a boy came into the room through the mirror. He looked about my age with brown eyes and hair as well as tanned skin with freckles spread across his nose and cheeks. He at first seemed extremely scared to approach me, which I don't blame him for, but after I raised my head up only enough for my hair to move out of my eyes and for his to lock with mine. He walked over to me.