When I came to Metropolis today, I didn't have any plans to be running for my life. Some supervillain was loose in the city, and debris was falling everywhere. I was doing my best to avoid it all. However, Fate had decided that wasn't happening. The building that i had been taking refuge near was now beginning to crumble. I immediately sprinted for safety, but I knew that i wasn't going to be fast enough. Still, I closed my eyes and ran with all my might. I was prepared for the pain and the feeling of being squished. However, what I felt was the feeling of being weightless and no ground beneath my feet. I opened my eyes to see myself high above the ground before I quickly closed them again, and I clutched the thing lifting me in the air tightly. It was only a few seconds before I stopped moving. I still didn't reliquinish my hold on my savior.

"Ma'am," I heard a voice call. Once more opening my eyes, I was met with the bluest eyes I had ever seen. The man before me seemed concerned by my lack of response.

"Um, yeah," I sputtered out.

"You look quite pale," he stated.

"Oh, let's just say me and heights aren't the best of friends." He smiled at me before nodding.

"Have a good day, Ma'am."

"You, too." He gave me one more smile before flying off. That was when reality dawned on me. "Holy shit! I was just saved by Superman!"

It had been only a few days, and all the debris had been cleared. Construction had even begun on the destroyed buildings. I myself had gotten use to the city and was able to keep myself from getting lost most of the time.
Night had already fell as I left the diner I ate dinner at. Growing up in a big city, I should have known that it is not safe to walk by yourself at night. But I was only a few minutes from my apartment, I would be fine. I didn't think that some guys would grab me and drag me into an alley.

"Hey, let me go," I shouted as I thrashed about. I tried kicking, scratching, or punching anything I could reach.

"Oh, look, we got ourselves a fiesty one here, y'all," one of the men said with laughter in his voice. I didn't stop struggling until I felt a knife press into my neck. I froze as they took my purse off of me and searched through it.

"You know, fellas," the man holding the knife said,"she's a pretty one. It would be a shame just to let her go to waste. Ain't that right, Darlin'?" The man was so close now that I could smell the alcohol coming off of him. Once he was close enough, I spat in his eye. He yelled before smacking me across the face. Pain engulfed my face, but I wasn't going to let these idiots get any satsification from me.

"Oh, ya gonna get it now," one of the men shouted before tossing me down to the ground. I felt them close around me when a voice spoke up.

"Now, gentlemen, is that any way to treat a lady?" The gang disapeared at the voice, dropping everything and running. I finally got a good look at my rescuer to see it was one again Superman.

"Thank you," I said. I knelt down and shoveled my things back into my purse. Superman also knelt down and handed me things. Once everything was put away, I offered my hand to him. "I'm Ella," I introduced. He shook my hand and politely nodded. "You have saved my life twice now. I think I at least owe you my name."

"Well it was nice to meet you, Ella. Stay safe."

"Yeah, hope you don't have to rescue me again,"I shouted as he took off.