Death's Trials (An Original Superhero Story)

•Prologue•

A/N: Okay, this is the first original story book I have done on my acc so I'm really excited for this! Now, just a heads up, I don't swear a lot in real life. But this book will have swearing, so if anyone doesn't like that then that's just a heads up for you.

But no mature scenes, most of the main characters are aren't legal and I wouldn't be able to write those to save my life.

All credits for the cover go to me, ( and technically the Wattpad cover all I guess) and yes, that little finger superhero is me. I was bored and ended up making it and I thought it looked cute.

And the story is entirely mine, copying it is punishable by law (I think that's what I'm supposed to say)

© 2017 Oncillakitten All Rights Reserved

I literally had to google how you were supposed to format that ^^^^

I think that's it. So, without further ado, let's get this started-

•Dani•

"Hey Nerd!"

I ignored the moron, not faltering in my steps.

"Loser!"

They were closer now. It was only a matter of time before-

"Rude, I'm talking to you, Freak!" They pulled down my hood and I sighed.

Here we go again...

I turned around with wide eyes and started trembling, the buffoons immediately bought it, of course.

You ever wonder what goes through a person's mind when they're about to get their ass kicked?

Well, I can't speak for everyone obviously, but I do know exactly what I was thinking.

I think I'm gonna order Pizza for Lunch.

The first blow came on the side of my face.

I cried out.

Tsk, you can't even properly break my jaw.

The next one came to my stomach.

Too chicken to aim for my ribs, I see.

I 'struggled' to get away from their grip as the idiots pinned me against the lockers.

It continued like that for a little while until they finally decided they had something better to do than waste their life.

Oh no, never mind, they just heard someone coming. They dropped me as the final bell rung. I was planning to skip last period anyway, so I picked myself up, rolled my eyes and kept walking.

Let me clarify a few things.

My name is Danika Madsen, but I go by Dani.

Not that anybody ever calls me by my name, but a girl can dream.

Now, there's something you need to understand here.

This isn't some story about the lonely, outcasted loser of the school who has no friends.

It's really not that simple.

You see, I'm a super. I'm not a hero though.

I'm an Anti-hero, yes there's a difference, look it up. I've been one since I was fourteen.

My entire life I had been in a cell, locked up against my will by some of the country's worst criminals.

And by worst, I don't mean the evilest, I mean the stupidest. Though, I must admit, they were sadistic. I was tortured, starved, insulted and then they tried to brainwash me into becoming one of them.