Chapter 1: The beginning of the Dark Avenger
I never intended for this to happen, never saw it coming. One morning I just woke up with it. At first I thought it was an illness because it made me different from the others. I soon learned to accept, no, embrace it.
My name is Cassie Macadie. I have recently moved into the small town of Southpark and am to attend Southpark High School in grade 11. I have to admit I was nervous about coming here but then I realised it could be a fresh new start, just what I always wanted. It was my first day at school tomorrow and I had to act as normal as possible.
I flopped onto my bed and sighed. Acting was never my strong point. The galaxy of stars above me on the ceiling started to spin rapidly. I had made the model ages ago and put it up there to entertain me. I controlled where the spheres and glitter clusters went. When I was happy I let everything float there, suspended as if it was submerged in water.
My mother called for me to come downstairs for dinner. I lifted a plate out of the drawer along with cutlery from the doorway. They floated past me and set themselves on the table. My mother complained of the pot being too heavy so I floated that along too.
My family is special too but in a different way. My mother can manipulate water and my sister possesses earth powers. My brother controls the wind. He is so young and doesn't know how to wield his power properly yet. He could not attend day care for that reason. It took a while for my powers to come to me. My little brother had his before me in fact. We all thought I was normal until that one morning. I expected myself to be able to create fire and manipulate it but that wasn't the case at all. I was better than the rest. My powers took longer but they were far superior. "You don't have to show off, Cassidy," my older sister Kaline spat, she always called me by my full name even though no one else did. She was only a year older but she liked to think she was a decade older. Kaline was jealous of me because I could use all of the elements unlike her. I plastered a cocky grin on my face to which she returned a sneer.
After dinner I took my brother to brush his teeth and then off to bed. His powers kept popping up as he refused to clean his teeth. I cancelled out every spell he cast causing great irritation for him. I found it quite humorous. When I was done putting Luke to bed I sat and gazed out my window.
How would my new life be here? Who would my friends be? How did everyone act here? My thoughts were interrupted when a flash of orange whipped past my window. My face pressed closer to the glass as I peered out, trying to see what that was.
Somebody wearing an orange hood covering their face went into the house next door to us. It was a very run down place and I often heard the parents screaming at each other. I was unaware that there were children there. I wondered if there were kids my age. Inside I saw silhouettes jumping around madly, fighting. There was a lot of door banging and I winced at the abrupt screams. A second later a dark figure left the house. Some person was wearing a dark purple cape that flowed behind them as they ran across the street. Who were they?
I was determined to find out so I grabbed my black hoodie and slipped it on. I crept downstairs holding my black converse in my hands. I could hear my mother talking to Kaline in the kitchen. A little voice peeped up in the kitchen just before I left the house. When did Luke get up? My mother wasn't as strict as me about rules and she was a sucker for deer eyes. I smiled slightly at him and closed the door quietly behind me before tying up my shoes. The figure had run towards central Southpark. I headed there silently, muffling my footsteps with 'magic' as some would call it, I however called it energy. There was no sign of the strange person until I reached the diner.
Usually a diner would be filled with rowdy people by this time but it was so quiet I could hear my own heart beating. I pulled my hoodie tighter, concealing everything but my eyes. Something tapped me on my shoulder. Instinctually, I turned around and had them frozen to the ground. The water in the air turned to ice and trapped them in a clear prison. When I saw it was the person with the cape I melted the top part so they could speak. Their deep, raspy voice huffed impatiently. They didn't look too happy with me. I raised an eyebrow and they said, "Thanks a lot asshole. I was only going to tell you that you should get out of here. It's dangerous."
"How so?" I asked, my voice was muffled through my hoodie and that seemed to make the mysterious person grin. He muttered something to himself before answering me with, "It looks like you could handle anything anyway. Do you mind letting me go now?" His deep voice had a playful tone to it as he asked the last part. I grinned but he couldn't see it under my hood. I had realised most of him from the icy embrace but before I freed him completely I had one more question, "Who are you?" The boy only grinned and shook his head. I wasn't planning on letting him go until he told me but in a flash he had managed to somehow break the ice that binded him. He bounded off into the diner and I followed.
It was dark and tension filled the air, almost choking me. At first I thought that nobody was here but as my eyes adjusted to the light I saw cowering people all around me. What was going on? Then I saw him. A young boy, about my age, stood on the bar laughing maliciously. His eyes were filled with hatred towards the people around him. "Filthy Jews. Thought I wouldn't find out about this convention hey?" the boy spat. I couldn't believe he said that, was he one of those Nazi's had heard about. Apparently some of them were still around. "Hey, you racist bitch. Don't you dare hurt any of these people!" I yelled as loud as I could, even though I still sounded muffled. He laughed at me. His racoon costume bulged against him, it looked too small. I almost laughed at how his buttons were just about bursting. "Looks like another Kenny." I had no idea what a Kenny was so I brushed the racoon person's comment off.
"Who are you then, rodent?" I sneered.
"I am called the Coon. No doubt you would have heard of me," he scoffed. I rolled my eyes at this dipshit. What a joke. Effortlessly I lifted the Coon high above me, hearing him squeal with panic. It took me a second too long to realise he had a gun in his hand. I wasn't quick enough to block the bullet. I braced myself for impact but all I saw was a purple cape fly in front of me. I tossed the Coon across the room and saw the mysterious boy from before lying on the floor. His breathing was raggard and harsh. "Oh my gosh, it's going to be ok! I swear, I'll get you to a hospital," I raced around looking for a phone.
The boy smiled weakly and shook his head, "Don't bother. It's too late but I'll be back." That was the last thing he said before the whites of his eyes replaced the blue colour it previously had. Blood spilled from his bullet wound into my arms. I held him close to me and thanked him for what he did. I had no idea who he was but there was something special about him, or at least there was before he sacrificed himself. I couldn't believe he did that for me, I don't even know him. Some of the people cried out 'Mysterion' from under the tabled where they were hiding, I guessed that was his name.
The next thing I knew the police were pouring through the doors and arresting the racoon bitch. If I ever ran into him again I swear I would kill him myself. When the police saw Mysterion, lying dead in my arms they all took of their hats and muttered a few words of thanks. I passed his body to the paramedics who had followed the police in. They all shook their heads sadly and carried him away. "Now who will save us?" a little boy cried.
"He'll be back. He always is," another one said bravely. Mysterion had said the same thing, I wondered what it meant. Maybe he would just be here in spirit. I whispered a few words of gratitude myself before I headed for the doors. A hand grabbed my leg and I looked down to see a person gazing up at me, "Young man, who are you?" I almost laughed at that, they thought I was a boy.
"You're next hero. I promise to live up to Mysterion and be even better than he was," I vowed. I could get used to this hero thing, it sounded fun. I would have to be careful that people didn't know my identity though. I just wanted a normal life here originally, now I get to have 2 lives.