"Huh? Where am I?" I asked nothing. I looked around at the nothingness surrounding me. All I could see was white, not floor, no walls, no ceiling, like I said. Nothing. I took a step forward to find that I could walk around this space without falling which was a relief.

"Hello, is anyone there!" I tried to shout at anyone nearby but once again there was no reply. Sitting down on the non-existing ground I started to retrace my steps to try and figure out where I was and what had happened for me to end up here.

Suddenly a light blue silhouette appeared in front of me "Hello mortal, welcome to the afterlife, we have Mario kart, Airsoft and Custard donuts."

What the hell? The afterlife? "Wait does that mean I'm dead? HOLY SHIT I DIED!" I started to freak out as the being in front of me tried to get me to calm down

"Hey, hey take it easy kid you're fine, you're not in hell or anything ok?" I started to stop losing it and regained my composure "Ok, good you're doing great. Now before you move on up there, I need to fill in this form. Just some legal stuff a working visa, ID, you get what I'm saying yeah?" I nodded at the voice which I now recognised as being female. "Awesome, first question, what is your name?" She took out a clipboard with a piece of paper on it and a pen which she clicked to write with.

"Uh, Michael Orent."

"Michael Orent," She scribbled on her paper. "Next question. Age?"

"15."

She kept asking questions and I kept answering them while she sprawled my answers down.

"Ok final question," she said gaining some form of excitement in her voice "How did you die."

At this point I had gotten accustomed to answering her questions but as I opened my mouth to answer I realised something, I didn't remember how I died. Suddenly all the panic that I had manage to suppress since my initial freak-out returned.

"Oh? You don't remember?" She obviously noticed my panic "Don't worry it happens all the time, dying can be traumatic so it's natural to block the memory out. Lean forward for a moment so I can fix that." I did as she said and when she put her hand on my head, I felt like I had been transported back to my home town.

It was an out of body experience, literally, it was like my eyes were a fixed camera following a set course, that set course being one that followed myself. Yeah, right in front of my very eyes was me. I watched myself leave what was my home and walk towards the town centre which was only a ten-minute walk away. About halfway there I heard a shout coming from across the road, I turned to see a young woman, about 20, being held at knifepoint. Looking on, I saw my past self start running across the road only to immediately get hit by a blue car. If I had a body I most certainly would have jumped at the sudden impact, but all I could do was watch as the driver got out of the car before I was suddenly transported back to what I had come to call the void.

"Wow, how heroic of you. Shame you didn't get the chance to prove yourself." The figure reappeared in front of me "Actually, that gives me an idea." She seemed excited. That worried me.

"You like super heroes, right?" This came right out of the blue, of course I loved superheroes! Everybody did nowadays with Marvel and their huge cinematic universe and DC with, whatever you want to call that. However, most people didn't appreciate superheroes in the same way I did. For most they were just some entertainment, fun characters and fight scenes to waste a few hours on, but not for me, for me it was all escapism from my life. I wasn't exactly subtle about how I didn't have a very high opinion of myself due to my lack of any skill in anything so I sought out refuge in things where I could be anyone. I would imagine myself as a character in whatever I was reading/watching/playing and it worked. I could be someone worthwhile.

"Yeah, I guess you could say that." I answered back rubbing the back of my neck.

"Great! Now before we get finished up here, I'm going to explain a few things to you and I'm going to need you to listen ok?" I nodded my head "Good, now usually when someone dies we send them to the appropriate place I the afterlife based on how well a life they lead with good people going to what you would call heaven, people who did bad things would go to what you call hell and people who we can't really judge fairly due to mixed lives are often reincarnated with no memories of their previous lives to try again."

"Is the memory wipe really necessary?" I intervened.

"Yeah a lot of people would end up only doing good out of a selfish want to go to heaven, skewering the results." She answered me back as if she'd said this a thousand times "However on some special occasions, when we take a likening to certain people, we reincarnate people in another world where they can live out their dreams whether that be becoming a sports star, traveling to Hogwarts or even becoming a superhero." She really emphasised that last one "Anyways I'm certain you've gotten a rough idea on where I'm going with this, am I right?" Even though I could not see her face I could tell she was smirking.

"You're going to offer me the chance to be reincarnated as a super hero, aren't you?" My face lit up, I could finally be a hero, and for real this time!

"Correct Michael, of course that is if you accept."

"OF COURSE, I ACCEPT!" I accidentally shouted this before covering my mouth with both hands. I heard her giggle.

"I knew you would. Although, there is one more thing you should know before I drop you into this new world. This isn't like the comic books. In this world the majority of the people have powers, or quirks as they call them. Now this is to make it so that it's not too easy for you to become an icon meaning you'll have to work hard to reach the top you got that?" She explained in a stern voice as I gave her a thumbs up.

"100%"

"Ok, get ready. It may take you a while to get used to your new body but you'll eventually get used to it."

"I'm sorry my new what?" Before I could get an answer I heard a click of someone's fingers before I passed out.

*beep beep* *beep beep*

I leaned over and turned of the alarm clock, what a strange dream, first I die then I'm told I'd be reincarnated as a super hero? Yeah right like that would ever happen. Although, my room does look different. I sit up suddenly and looked around the room, his definitely was not my room in my parents' house, for one the walls were a light purple and my sheets were a similar colour as opposed to their usual beige. However, my biggest surprise would come to me when I looked down at my sheets as a lock of dark blue hair fell in front of my eyes, grabbing at it I noticed that my hands were thinner and had slightly longer nails.

"What the?" I said in a high-pitched voice that definitely was not mine. I quickly threw the covers off of myself and ran faster than what should be possible to the mirror I had spotted across the room. Standing up I had realised how much shorter I was and once I got to the mirror the terrifying suspicions, I had were confirmed to be true. I had dark blue hair that fell down to my shoulders in an messy manor, a very feminine face with blue eyes instead of my usual brown, I had a black spaghetti top on with white shorts on and the two things that brought the most fear out of me, two very real breasts. I looked on at this foreign body in horror.

"I've been reincarnated as a girl."