M'kay.
So you know choose your own adventure books? Basically at the end of each chapter you can comment on a line to vote for choices that will impact the story (example: Do they chase after someone or let them go in favour of doing something else)...
TRIGGER WARNING a character has a knife. I will put a 🚨 before the paragraph and a 🌈when it's safe. I wasn't sure if this was a potential trigger but better safe then sorry. Summary will be included below. (But like no one voted Boi I have depression motivation to write is rare and you have to run with it. Besides if it was very, very very important I'll wait longer) It's interesting about rules, how, when it suits someone with power they are easily forgotten. You see after the tragic series of events that comtained various attacks by those with superhuman abilities killed thousands of innocents, 'supers' as we are known were ordered to surrender our information to ISSPT (international society of super protection and tracking) so they could find us if we ever tried to use our powers, and although we couldn't technically use them for any reason, The Prince was a beloved superhero (read: trained monkey that ISSPT could use to reassure the public).
Why do I need to care so much?
Because, as an un-documented super, if I am found, I will be imprisoned ... or worse.
So why risk it? I showed signs of my powers at a young age, but instead of telling ISSPT, my father taught me to hide them ... because he was adamant that ISSPT was up to no good.
I knew he was investing, but I didn't know with who, or what he was trying to find.
The only thing I knew was his code name, and I found that out by mistake.
Sleep.
The man referred to him as 'sleep' to a friend before they took me to stay with Miss Umbra. She was kind, she kept me safe, but she wasn't family, dispite the fact that we now shared a surname.
Virgil stared at his ceiling, thoughts chasing away dreams, one sentence repeatedly playing like a mantra; "Sleep has been compromised ... The boy will be moved to a safe house and given a new surname, and told the truth when he turns 18"
Virgil rolled over in trying to find comfort. Tomorrow, on his birthday, he would finally get some answers.
I wish I could cut it there for the *drama* but you need to make a choice and there's not a choice to be made there so ONWARDS
Virgil never did get to sleep. However that morning ... no awnser awaited him, just a note:
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Oh well, he's waited this long...
Virgil left for school, blissfully unaware that he may never return home.
He made it halfway to school when something, scratch that, someone ran into him.
Peter Rocksburry.
Six feet tall stereotype football player, Obnoxious, loud, mean, and basically, this book won't let him use the words he wants to use to describe the bully before him. Forth wall who?
"I am so sor— oh. It's you. What do you want emo freak?" He growled the last word. Virgil really just wanted to go home. "No— nothing" He choked out Peter laughed 🚨 "Dam right your nothing... hell I doubt anyone would even care if you... disappeared heck, people would celebrate." Virgil was confused for a second until he saw a knife gleam in Peters hand. Oh crap. He had been told to never use his powers, ever. But this was a dire situation... what to do? 🌈 He never got the chance to make the choice himself. Hahah ahah u thought Somehow Virgil was at least 200 meters away, and gaining distance. He was being pulled along by... MISS UMBRA? The speed they were travelling at was superhuman and already they were home.
... What the snickers. Miss umbra had slowed down to a normal running pace now, as she pulled out two duffel bags she paused then put one back. "Virgil, there is much you don't understand yet, there is much I hoped to explain but now that I've used my powers ... they are coming for me. No matter. But if they find you, no matter what they say, you won't be given a fair trial. Listen to me virgil, they WILL kill you." She pushed a bag into my arms and continued "I can't conceal your existence anymore, and they know I am here. In that bag along with other stuff is a cellphone. Once your hidden Call the number in it, those people can protect you .. explain everything as I once hoped to do. Trust no one except the person who awnsers that phone. I failed to keep you safe, and for that I am sorry, but if you hope to survive the week you need to run." And he did. Virgil wasn't sure why; maybe it was the panic in Miss Umbras voice, or his own fear and confusion, but he ran blindly for hours. He had to stop eventually, but he knew he couldn't call the number yet... he needed to hide.
SUMMARY Virgil's bully (I already forgot his name he's not important you can forget him now) (But can you?) had a knife and threatened him.
CAST YOUR VOTES
HE HIDES
- behind a dumpster
- on a train (as in getting on a train and riding it for a few hours to get futher away)
Ok, so here's the catch, one of these gets him closer to safety, one puts him in danger. No, there aren't as many options, but there will always be at least two. Yeah.
