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A male to female superhero origin story
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Chapter #5

The dream I had was precognition,

    by: Fitzroy Clement Author IconMail Icon
This was when I heard the sirens.

I was shaking in anticipation. My self didn't hold back because I knew what was going to happen, as if I was totally in synch with this sentient magical object.

My body continued to flicker between my own and the one of the goddess, but I suddenly gave in and became her. Magic flowed over me, and standing in my spot was the blond bombshell from my dreams. I was wearing a silver evening gown and tan sandels, and nothing else. Unlike my dream, I could make decisions. I was assuming that since I was conscious, I had more control over the power of this tiara. I raised my left lower arm, and it went up with no trouble. I lifted my now dainty right foot, and it went up no differently than it's ever had before. The sirens were getting louder, I had to act.

I looked out the window. I thought, "Can I actually fly?" I tried to levitate in the room, and I suddenly lifted a few inches off the ground. My now longer hair drafted upwards for a second and then landed back in place. I took on the Superman position, and flew out the window, which for somehow opened on my command.

It was a cold night, and the fire in the lab I was heading towards lit the snowscape ablaze in gorgeous shadows and light. The breeze tickled my face and blew my hair and gown around, but I was in perfect control of what happened. I was going slower than my full potential I felt, but I reached the lab in less than 10 seconds by crashing headfirst through the roof. Ow? No, I didn't feel anything but grief at the situation and that I missed the window enterance. I missed because I still was nervous about my newfound powers and bond with a being that I had never known about beforehand. "What a spaz", I was thinking to myself.

You know how you or someone you know complained about superheroes causing more collateral damage than they were worth? I was thinking the same thing as I went through the roof and into the lab where I intuitively knew the fire had been started. Why did I have to miss the window? *Laughs* There he was, a physics student who I was only passably familar with. I've seen him because we take some of the same classes in the same rooms, but on different schedules.

"Russell!" I shouted, as the smoke enveloped the room

"Who are you?"

"Nevermind that", I said. "Why didn't you just leave?"

"I passed out from the smoke just before I grabbed a mask. Are you a superheroine or what?"

"Yeah", I said lamely. "You wouldn't believe me if I told you who I really am."

"Aren't you all" said Russell dryly.

I ran over to Russell in the smoke, which hadn't affected my breathing nor my eyesight in the least. I grabbed on to Russell, who was still wearing a mask over his nose and mouth, and carried both of us out through the roof, and onto the ground of the campus. "Whoops, forgot your jacket."

I flew back in, retrieved his coat, and flew back down on the ground when the firemen burst through the door to the labroom, and cops were on the ground.

"And who are you, lady?" asked one cliched cop with powedered doughnut partially on his lip.

"I...am Miss Immortal!", and gave him a long, ironic kiss. What a dumb name, in hindsight. The goddess wasn't immortal since she almost died, so neither was I probably. I rocketed into the sky, and took off.

You have the following choices:

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1. Go to my parents home

2. Find an anonymous place to hide out.

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