Something was not right. I woke early that morning feeling weak. My muscles were stiff and my head was in a haze. I sat up in bed, straining to hear the heavy breathing of my sleeping family. I couldn't hear anything. I didn't have any super-hearing.
Throwing off the covers, I stood up and tried to speed myself up. My body seemed to slow down. I tried to fly, but my body wouldn't lift off the floor. I crawled underneath my bed and braced my hands under it, pushing upward. It didn't budge. I didn't have super-strength either.
My powers were gone.
I knew I shouldn't panic, but I did. Without my superpowers, I was nothing. A regular girl who could do nothing to save the city from criminals. I felt my body shake as nerves sent jolts of dread through my veins.
I woke Captain Huggyface, who squeaked with protest. I explained in a shaky whisper my problem.
"We're going to the spaceship," I told him. "Maybe we have a book explaining how to get superpowers back."
Sure enough, my Superhero Encyclopedia had a section about getting powers back. "It says here that the only way to get my superpowers back is to return to Lexicon for a few days to relax, then come back to Earth. I'll be completely refreshed."
Huggy squealed, confused. "I don't really know how it works, but it says here that's what I have to do," I said. "But if we go to Lexicon, we'll need an excuse to give Mom and Dad."
Huggy chattered. "Oh, good idea!" I exclaimed, "A school trip. That'll be perfect."
I quickly wrote a note for my parents and gave it to Huggy. "Take this and leave it on the kitchen table. I need to prepare the spaceship for our trip."
Once Huggy had left, I murmured the thought I had held back. "As long as it works." The ship hadn't flown since we crashed, which was about 10 years ago. I had been meaning to get it into working condition, but somehow I had never found time. I can't imagine why. After all, I only spent my time battling robots, destroying cheese rays, and fighting off meat attacks.
I turned to the task at hand, wondering where to begin. If I couldn't get the ship to work, I wouldn't be able to get my powers back. My fate was up to the spaceship.
No pressure.
