I have been a superhero for no more than maybe a month. I've had powers all my life but only recently put them to some good use. I have a boss that gives me missions but I've only just started so he just gives me small tasks for now. I was lazing around above an apartment building looking out for any robbery's or any crime really. I haven't really used my powers that much because before I was trying to hide them so I was still trying to get the hang of them. I was bored and almost falling asleep when suddenly I hear a voice very close to my face say "Hey aren't you suppose to keep a look out?" I open my eyes quickly and shout out a ah and accidentally bang my head on hers. We both wince back in pain clutching our heads. "Owww what did you do that for." I say groaning from the pain. She then gives me a funny look which makes me ask "What?" "I wonder why my boss sent me to get you..you look pretty harmless to me." She says not caring if she was insulting me or not. "Who's you're boss?" I ask curiously. "I can't answer that." She says simply. "Ok..what is your mission?" I ask thinking eh worth a try. "I'm suppose to take you back to base." She answers without a second thought. "Do you ever get bored of your job? And do you get to use your powers a lot?" I ask curious. "How do you know I have powers?!" She asks alarmed suddenly. "I didn't but I assume if your mission was to capture me you must have powers." I answer already assuming. "Hmm..well so far work has been kinda boring until now." She says truthfully. "What changed?" I ask. "My current mission. To capture you and being your back." She answers in a slightly excited but kind of disappointed tone. "So what are your powers exactly?" She asks. "Your boss didn't tell you?" I ask. "All he said was that your powerful and to be careful." She says sighing. "Well some would say I'm powerful but I honestly wouldn't know, I can control all 4 of the elements. But I never really had the chance to text them out a whole lot. It would cause too much destruction." I explain. "Wait..so your like avatar?!" She exclaims excited. I giggle and say "Haha I get that a lot. But like I said I'm not sure." I say kinda sad. "But that's so cool how come your doing all these small tasks and not with like the avengers or something." She says her inner fangirl breaking through. "I really dint know..I'm not sure if they think I'm a threat or something." I say sadly. "Well why are you with the good guys then." She asks. "My boss pretty much kept me safe most of my life so I figured that it would probably be safest to work with him. Why are you working as a bad guy?" I explain then ask. "Well my dad used to work there so I followed him but then he died and I'm not sure if they have anything to do with his death." She answers sadly. "Oh..sorry you had to go through that. So do you stay there because your trying to find out the truth?" I ask. "I haven't really thought about why I've still stayed with them.." she answers. "Ever thought of becoming a good guy?" I ask not sure if it was the right thing to ask. "Hmm no..ever thought of joining the bad guys? You would probably have more freedom to test out your powers." She says throwing back my question. "Well other than the fact that my boss is basically my caretaker I also don't really like the way the bad guys kill innocent people with no remorse." I answer truthfully. "Hey I have remorse! But then again I haven't been working for them for that long..." she defends herself but then trails off. "How long have you been working for them?" I ask curious. "About a month now." She answers. "Me too.." I say but get cut off my my phone going off from a text. I took out my phone and see it's my boss saying "Time to get home." He usually texts me around this time knowing I would be half asleep from another uneventful night of watching the streets, but you really never know when someone decided to create crime. I texted back an ok. "Hey I gotta go..wanna come?" I ask. "Did you forget I'm the bad guy?" She asks raising a brow. "Eh you don't seem too bad and besides you wouldn't wanna go back empty handed do you?" She shrugs her shoulders and gets up to follow me. "I'm Marthe by the way." She says introducing herself. "Y/N." I reply giving a small smile.
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Marthe Woertman Imagines
FanfictionI'm not a good writer so sorry if it's bad😅. Some are quite short😬. I've written these mostly for myself but decide to share them anyways. I can't stop thinking about Marthe soooo yea.💗💗💗 There's a second book of imagines now! I guess 200 is th...
