Chapter 1: A Hero's Start

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We see our hero waking up and just laying there not wanting to get out of bed. His adopted father comes in. I think we should cut to Christian's point of view.

Christian's point of view

I lay there until I feel my dad shake me.

"Hey buddy time to get up."

"I know but I don't want to get up." I said tired and annoyed a bit.

"Your mom made pancakes." I get up.

"Alright I'm up."

"Good." He walks out of my room. It takes me a couple minutes until I go down stairs too. With my super speed I make it down there fast.

"Good morning Christian."

"Good morning mom." She hands me my plate of pancakes.

"Here you go."

"Thanks mom." I sit down and devour my pancakes.

"You certainly are hungry."

"I'm always hungry mom."

"You certainly are." I finish eating and i put the plate in the sink. I rush up to my room and grab my phone. I see a shit ton of Snapchat messages and a 'good morning' from Kylie. I send her a 'good morning' text. I quickly get dressed into my standard clothing choice. I put on a black nightwing shirt and blue jeans. I put on my boots and maroon hoodie as well. I check my phone again to see a message from Cj, it says 'Hey man, Sam, Ian, Michael, DaJuan, and I are going to the park. Would you like to come?'. I text back 'Sure' as I leave my room. I head downstairs and tell my mom.

"Hey mom I'm going to the park."

"Okay hun, be safe."

"I will." I exit the house and jump into the sky. I start flying towards the park at high speeds and make it there quickly. I find that I'm the first one there.

"Maybe I should teach them how to fly." I say to myself as I sit down. Cj was the first to show up since he lived the closest.

"Made it."

"Finally." I get up.

"Not ev-" We both sense a giant power level approaching, thank god I taught him that.

"You sense that too right?" He asks.

"Of course I do." We stare in the direction of the power as I think to myself, we are fucking screwed.

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