Hello, my name is Avalyn, Ava for short I'm fourteen, I'm really reserved and not very emotional so this is hard for me to write down but... I just wanted to share this with the world, so here it goes, this is my story.
The beginning:
I woke up that morning with a start, I hadn't slept that night till two in the morning but it had been had been happening every night for two weeks, along with my... Special dreams, you see ever since I can remember I've had dreams that came true, although I had thought "That" dream would be an exception but obviously not since I wouldn't be telling you this. Ok, back on topic, oh yeah, just letting you know I have ADHD so sorry if I get of topic. Anyways I woke up That morning and my mom drove me to school. I lived with my mom and had no siblings also my parents had gotten a divorce twelve years prior. So I met up with my friend Mira we had been friends for our entire lives at the time and we had the same classes. Anyways when the lunch bell rang our school announced a lock down and students hid under desks and crowded together in the far corner of the room. I always fantasized about the supernatural and superpowers and all that. Now my class every year had been immature and taken everything as a joke and the started talking, laughing and joking around the poor teacher could never control them but she tried, oh she tried, gun shots fired off in the distance ha, that shut em up. Suddenly the class room door flew open and a man in a black hood and mask, holding a gun came barging through. My classmates were so dumb they panicked and hid behind the teachers desk, well, everyone except me. The man looked around and saw that I was on my own, I remained emotionless I never exactly could show emotion without forcing it, I always had to project it in my face although if I was feeling strong emotions and you looked into my eyes you could tell. You see, I only actually showed emotion when I explode due to the fact that I'm affected by the emotions of others and I bottled up my own. The man then spoke, "you'll do, come with me.", he demanded pointing his gun at me. I felt my snarky side come out, In public I'm usually quite, polite, kind and all goody to shoes, but I'm naturally the opposite and suppress it. "No thanks, I don't know you.", I answered with stupid innocence.
"Kid, do you have some sort of death wish cause if you do I'm willing to shoot, if you don't then you better, take me to where your school keeps the dough!" he replied hotly.
"Sorry, we are not a bakery, but there is a good one down the street, you can buy some there." I said smiling innocently.
"I meant the money! look how about I put you out of your misery, you know bullet through your head don't worry I'll make it quick and painless, you're to dumb to survive in this world anyway, I'll do you a favour and send you to the next." he shouted as he pointed his gun to my skull.
" Or, you can go by your self, you know bullet through the skull, you wouldn't survive in this world anyway with your brains, by the way your the dumb one." I replied as he fell to the ground with a thud.
"Or, you can have an aneorism, your choice", I shrugged, the class came out from their hiding places and I heard the sirens and the police came ready to arrest the guy but pronounced him dead. you see I noticed he was sluggish, he overdosed on anti- depressants and I made him so frustrated he had an aneurism due to weak heart. after police reports were filed school was let out early, the only other death was the principle who in my opinion was an ******* turns out he owed the guy drug money. I'm not surprised his smiles were way to fake. I was lectured about how I could have died, give me a break I've attempted suicide before (though they didn't know that) plus I knew what I was doing thanks to my lack of sleep, also students came up to me and started telling me how "awesome" and "brave" I was, some of them had the nerve to suck up to me and put on fake smiles, to bad they didn't know I could read facial expressions and I know when someone is lying plus, I'm susceptible to the emotions of others although, I maintain a stoic composure. I called my mother to come pick me up and she came and took me to a restaurant where we met up with her business partner uncle John, before he arrived my mother begged me to recount my day. when uncle John came he hugged each of us. we ate and he asked me how school was I said it was ok and he and my mother discussed business stuff such as employment shortages basically businessy stuff, you know professional business development, don't get me wrong I understand that sort of thing, but it's boring to get into plus I had a lot on my mind. Now this type of thing was very normal for me they even received a bunch of business calls which interrupted the conversation which, I had gotten used to. The waitress came and asked if we wanted the bill and uncle John cracked his old corny joke by saying she could keep it the grown ups laughed, he paid and we all left.
The next day:
Many of you know this day as the day that everyone's memories of how the supers were real, you see at first it was a normal Saturday, but a month prior some supervillian got everyone to forget about 'The Avengers', 'Fantastic Four' and all the other heroes. You see there were movies about them so the memories were easily manipulated. anyways, it was plastered all over the news that day. well, that day changed my life forever, literally.
That night:
I heard a bang and went running down stairs and found my mother lying dead on the ground, I surprisingly stayed composed, which I guess is amazing for a normal fourteen year old girl, but I'm obviously not normal. I already knew what had happened automatically this was a warning that the devil left behind, I was officially in danger I realized the abilities I had in my dream were real so I began my immortal transformation changed my clothes and transferred the entire house into my mind where I would be able to summon my belongings. I left my mother's body on the ground where the house was supposed to be, I grabbed her cellphone copied the data to my phone and erased everything from her phone. I turned off the tracking device on my cell and used her phone to dial 911. The demon's warning note appeared next to the body saying: "the prophecy's final superhero shall fall or the daughter of the victim will not live at all, when the four years have passed, the last superhero will catch up to their past."
Well at least they just think we're connect they don't know we're one and the same. I heard sirens in the distance and vanished without a trace.