I have finally gotten around to writing my first fanfiction :)
Criticism welcome but not too harsh please. Enjoy everyone.
Lilxrose
Foresight
The world is full of heroes and villains alike (No shit Sherlock) that was the title I was given to write about for an assignment at college. Is originality pulling a Houdini or has it gone out for lunch? My pen returns to the paper, some work alone and others in groups or "teams" (the term coined by ordinary folk). Some are powerful and use special abilities they acquired or were born with for good or for evil, while the others, equally as special but not as gifted use their dexterity in their particular skill set to protect the weak, or in the case of criminals steal from others and keep what they stole.
The paper was scrunched up in a ball and thrown at the wall. "Seriously" I thought to myself slamming my hands on the table glancing at my opening statement for my English assignment "Anybody has the ability to become a hero or a villain given the right circumstances" Honestly who comes up with this crap, okay not crap it's the frustration talking. I mean a man diving in front of a car to save a child? Is without a doubt a hero in my book. Killing a person for pocket change defiantly a bad guy, this stuff is obvious even to my baby cousin Ellie and she just turned three yesterday! I am beginning to believe procrastinating is another one of my many talents.
Don't get me wrong superheroes are a welcome commodity in ... some social circles. Just yesterday the justice league and the young justice league took down, well you know, that guy with the hairdo that broke that thing that was probably very important. So obviously following the accomplishments of these individuals is not my strong suit, however like a lot of others I do have the ability to use Google and find out about these events so keeping up with the gossip tomorrow shall not be a problem even if I did partake in this activity.
On the other hand the big reveal... I too have a gift, call it what you will, in my opinion it's been the biggest bane of my existence, my best kept secret and probably the reason why I have self diagnosed anti- social syndrome. It started at eight and has steadily increased in strength causing more problems than I could count thus the possibility of having a life has long since been flushed down the toilet.
Why not use your power to help the helpless? Of course I have contemplated on this matter on numerous occasions but each and every time the intelligent aspect of my brain makes an appearance (at its own convenience) and reminds me of all the horror/sci-fi movies I have watched. The main character that just so happens to have my ability is either (1) captured and used for someone's personal gain, (2) captured for their own protection or my least favourite (3) killed. None of those specifically appeal to me so naturally I never told anyone. Sometimes my conscience does get to me, I mean, I am human so feeling guilty or believing I could have done something does pop into my head every now and then but that's when I remember there are superheroes doing the job so I don't have to.
I never thought, not for one second, that they could arrive late to rescue a bunch of people. It's a known fact that a hero materializes in the nick of time, saves the damsel or damsels, pictures are taken and everybody's happy, and this ladies and gentlemen is where my life suddenly took a turn for the worst. A critical decision was made and I quickly found myself floating in shit Creak River sans paddle.