Okay so this is a new fanfiction I am making. I kinda got bored and started writing. The main character is a girl who has these superpowers that involve a paintbrush somehow but I really need to work on giving this some direction. also this will be third person I just wrote this in first becauuse I have been trained to do so in my english classes and I can't get it out of my head. also I know it's really short so do not comment on the shortness of it. The world is black. I have painted it to reflect my heart. I have done horrible, unforgivable things to shape the world as I see fit. Those who would dare to try and colour my canvas have become smudges on it. However, there are people who wish for better, their souls shining brightly and tinting all those they pass. These are the people I fear most. They are my hidden enemy. This is the story of how I came to be the one that everyone feared, the figure who spread darkness to all those she saw. This is the story of how I became Black Canvas.
The door slid open. A woman strode through them, each step leaving an unblemished splat of paint. Around her waist, brushes of varying sizes dangled. She wore a stylish black dress framed in purple at the edges which swayed as she walked. Her black hair, held up in pig-tails, contrasted her pale face. Her eyes were surrounded by black matched in colour by her lips. She was Black Canvas.
She formed a gun shape with her hand and levelled it at the wall in front of her, where she pointed red spots appeared that burnt through the wall. She stepped through the hole and into a room dotted with lasers. She took a step back, a deep breath then fluidly jumped and span through the holes in the grid. She reached the other end with ease.
"and she sticks the landing," she whispered to herself, throwing her arms high into the air.
Suddenly, all hell broke loose. Red lights flashed to life and a siren blared loudly. She looked at her hand and realised a laser had painted her."Shit!"she spat. CLUNK! The door she had first came through had closed and sealed itself. Bars descended from all the exits. She waved her hand at one and it became clogged in a thick purple goo about 2 feet from the ground. She slid through then jumped up and sprinted along the corridor colouring the floor blue as she ran. A guard came round the corner and ran after her. Time slowed as he stepped onto the blue paint and sank through it.
Black was about to round the final corner and sprint for the exit when three guards appeared and blocked it off. She hid as she drew a bomb on the wall in white paint. She pulled it off and threw it towards the guards. They looked puzzled before it exploded into a cloud of smoke. She ran through into the street after leaving her mark. The smoke cleared and on the floor were the words "Black Canvas"
so just to recap:
Red = hot
Blue = Liquid
Purple = sticky
white = create
Black= we'll see
Shaky Out!
EDIT: Ok so I've merged the appalingly short first chapter and the longer but still short second chapter to make a single ultimate chapter.