Warning: A bit of violence
This city is filled with cruel and corrupted people. And it's my job to get rid of them. That's the reason I was born. My mother had a spell put on her that would change her, and give her super powers. But she never got any powers. They had been passed on to me.
I'm a shapeshifter. I can turn into anyone or anything at will. And another power which is helpful is that I can see people's cruelty and goodness. Well, I don't see it, I feel it. My mom trained me from a young age to use my powers to rid the world of the most evil people. So I find those people and trick them by pretending to be someone they love or care for, then kill them.
I'm seventeen now. I have a disguise when I'm helping the world. My disguise consists of a trench coat with tons of feathers attached and a mask that makes me look like an owl. I tend to use that when speaking out to the public, announcing that I helped them by getting rid of an evil being. But when I'm stalking people out, I just transform into an owl.
I have a nickname, too. 'The Alter Owlet'. I take pride in the fame that I have gained, but not in the fear that I've attractive. Many people have said that they are afraid of me, which is not what I want. I just want people to not be afraid of the actual evil people in the world.
Nevertheless, they'll see eventually that I'm doing good. But I suppose that some claimed 'Superhero's have tried to stop me on many occasions. One "hero" is constantly on my tail. He goes by the name, 'Quicklash' because he has super speed. But he also has ice power, so he can create ice at will.
Luckily, he's the only person who's ever come close to stopping me. So while many have tried, almost all have failed. That leads me to where I am right now, writing down names and addresses or the cruel people of the country. I'm starting off here, then I'll move on to the rest of the world.
I currently have four people to eliminate tonight. One is a rich business man who is the head of a gang who kill people, he's going to be a bit tough because he has many bodyguards. And by a look at the clock, it's time to head out. I walk downstairs and find my mom preparing dinner.
"Bye, mom! Be back soon!" I yell as I head out the door, pulling up my hood and walking into the city. It's almost eight o' clock, and the sun's going down. I walk into an alley and quickly transform into a pigeon as to not draw any attention.
As I fly around the city, I look down below to spot any people who deserve to die. No one. That's good! It means that I'm doing my job and am protecting people. But I quickly land on top of the evil business man's building, where I can sense him inside. There's three guards, each out of sight from each other.
'Too easy,' I think to myself as I fly down behind one of them. I then transform back into a human, put on my mask, and quietly pull a chloroformed rag out of my pocket. "Please know that you don't deserve this," I whisper as I put the rag over his nose and mouth, knocking him out in only a few seconds.
I quickly take in his appearance and transform into him, also gaining his outfit. I pick up his gun and hide him around the corner so that no one sees him. Walking out from his spot, one of the other men looks to me and gives me a questioning look.
"There's an emergency at home. Could you cover for me?" I ask the man, who rolls his eyes.
"Dude, you need to start controlling your emergencies. This is the fourth time this month!" He yells, and I thank the god that I chose the right guy.
"Hey, man, it's not my fault that my home-life sucks!" I yell as I walk inside, smirking to myself with the knowledge that I've got this in the bag and quickly transform into the man's daughter. Yes, I've done research into his life.
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