My Second Superhero

"He'll come and save me. I know that." She said to the man looming in front of her. He's covered in a hooded cloak.

She's laying on the cold floor of a basement like place, hands tied on her back and left leg chained to an iron hook-like thing that's cemented to the floor. She looks back at the man telling herself 'I'm not scared' over and over in her mind. With a smirk on her face she added "And when he comes y'all are gonna piss your pants."

"You sure are talkative, aren't ya? Shut up or I'll rip your mouth off." said the man coming closer and kicking her harshly in the stomach. She doubled over in pain, tears falling from her eyes to the cold floor under her.

Suddenly the iron door flung open, catching the hooded man off guard, landing a heavy kick on his side, sending him flying to nearby wall screaming in pain. A fairly taller man stood where the hooded man was standing previously.

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This is a story to appreciate a festival we celebrate in our country, you'll find out about the festival ahead in the story. I think I'll try to make it short so that it won't be too boring.

So, yeah I hope those who are reading can enjoy this.
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*WARNING *
• English isn't my first language and I don't know whether I'm good at it or not. There maybe-no will be grammatical and spelling mistakes. So, I ask the readers to point them out in the comments so that I can correct them.
• I may use my native language sometimes. I'll write the meaning too, Of Course.
• There maybe mentioning of things that may make some readers uncomfortable,like-
>cursing
>violence
>killing/murder
>kidnapping, etc.
so, proceed only if you're comfortable.
• This story is totally my imagination, if there's any resemblance to anything or any events it's purely coincidence.
• The images aren't mine if I hadn't said it is. Please refrain from posting any part of this story in any social media platform without my permission.

~Silver