I'm giving up on couples
...
I'm kidding.
No I'm not.
Klance and Shidge, bitch.
The superhero!AU I think someone asked for
I had no future plans for this
So it's being made up as I go along
Hope it doesn't suck
:)
Enjoy *bows*
Lance stared at himself in his full-length mirror, hands palm-up as they rested on his knees. He sat cross-legged on his bed, eyes lidded with exhaust.
For the life of him, he couldn't make sense of what's happened to him over the passed few weeks.
He squeezed his eyes shut, balling his fists.
Lance yelped, eyes shooting wide-open as blue lightening shot from his fists. He flung himself back onto his bed, shrieking as the lightning shot across the room when his fists opened.
"Lance!? Lance, mijo!" His mother cried as she ran up the stairs. "Lance, what's the matter!?"
"I'm okay, mamá! ¡Estoy bien!" Lance shouted, scrambling around his room to figure out how to cover up the new marks on his wall. "I just need a shower!"
She paused at his door. "Are you sure, mijo?"
Lance carded his fingers through his hair. "Y-yeah, mamá. I'm okay. Promise."
"... Alright, mijo. Breakfast is ready whenever you want it."
"Gracìas, mamá." Lance sighed, listen to her hesitant steps away.
Lance breathed deeply, then tore his shirt off. He dashed out of his room and to the bathroom down the hall. He tossed open the door, then locked it behind him. Lance switched the hot water on, then stripped the rest of the way down. He jumped in under the rushing water.
Lance closed his eyes, letting the water pour over him...
Until it didn't.
The teen blinked owlishly, looking down to his hands. The water still flowed from the showerhead, but then it split as if he was holding an umbrella above himself.
Lance stared for a moment, then swayed as his eyes rolled back and his knees gave out beneath him.
~
Rubber was good with the whole electricity thing. Lance wasn't sure about water, but he was sure it'd help with the lightning shooting from his hands.
He wore the yellow rubber gloves typically used during cleaning bathrooms or scrubbing floors. He pulled the sleeves of his hoodie over the gloves and shoved his hands into the pocket.
Lance kept his head low as he walked through downtown, glancing every which direction. He needed to find answers.
Things like this only happened to superheroes. Heros like Champion, Red Flame, Hacker, and Sting.
And Lance is no hero.
Lance is a show off, but he's no hero. No one looks up to him, he doesn't protect people or run into danger. Lance is basically a nobody.
His older brother would be a hero before he was.
"Are you alright?"
