SuperElle (Season 1) (Part 1)

SuperElle (Season 1) (Part 1)

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This is a HUGE sneak peak for my upcoming animation show "SuperElle". If you don't want spoilers then don't look. If you wanna read this nevertheless, go ahead. It's about Elle (me) when she was 6 1/2 who's the happiest girl in the world. She starts 1st grade, she has many friends at school, she has a wonderful family, and some "other" friends at home & on Mars. She starts to question if she truely had powers. When she discovers she does she asks the Blue Diamond, the West leader of Mars, for a favor of becoming a great caped crusader. So him & a couple of Martians helped make Elle a blue suit to hide her secret identity. With that suit, she's SuperElle, hero to Earth, Mars, and beyond. In this book, she encounters an alien giant king cobra, a creepy new neighbor, a fox & an owl, & a gator gang. How will it go? Read this book to find out. (This is my most original project yet & I hope you enjoy it. This does contain spoilers.)
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{COMPLETED} "now that you've had your fun electrocuting me, would you care to hop in the backseat?" ---------------------------------------------------------- Freak DNA. That's what I like to call it. The fault to my genetic code. More often than not, it's a curse. The static running through my blood gave me a name. A cruel, daunting label of a measly bug. A roach. That's what I am to them, to the government. Roach; the nameless monster with electricity for a sense and lightening as a second nature. It ruined my life, the sparking currents playing tag in my mind, running around and bumping into everything, shaking me loose. The government, actually. They ruined my life. My curse just gave them a reason. You see, the normal population with ordinary DNA, they don't know about the people like me. The roaches of the world. We don't get that kind of recognition at the camps. There, we are only one thing in the military's eyes. We are weapons and we will act like it. Everyone else out there, bathing in the goodness they don't know they've got, they don't know about the roaches their stepping on. As long as their getting closer to the sky, they don't care what they stand on to reach it. They don't know about the sparkling dreamer that's killed 7 people before her 17th birthday. They don't about the ghost of a girl peaking around corners for her entire life because even home wasn't safe. They don't know about the fighter of steel and iron sucking on his bloody lip courtesy of the wars he battles in as nothing but a shadow. They don't know about the masked villain who would do anything to see the army they lead claim the throne They don't know about us. But they will, because we will rise. And when we arrive, we will arrive violently. ___________________________________________ Started: 10.06.15 Finished: 3.17.16

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