Three years, three years since I came to this world. One of which I passed in prison, you try waking up in an unknown country, with powers you don't understand, while at time you're completely alone.
I somehow gained the powers of the power rings, all of the color spectrums including white and black. So why did I pass a year in prison, being perfectly honest I had no Idea how to use the rings powers.
Worst of all the accursed things were broken, and leaked something that fused their powers with me. Imagine how that would go in a life or death situation.
Yeah good thing it wasn't a life or death situation, it happened maybe a month or five after I found a place to live, it was a small town one which name I'd rather not remember. A man attacked me for having brown skin, while the rest of the town was light skinned, a concentrated blast of yellow light knocked him out. The bastards said I attacked him.
So I made a deal with the warden, let me practice using my powers and in return I would keep the prisoners in line. When he asked why, if I could easily escape I told him the honest truth.
A place surrounded by concrete walls capable of resisting considerable damage, along with no way of me hurting innocent people.
Needless to say he agreed, but I had to fix and heal anything and anyone I broke. Just like that a year past, satellite tv, along with whatever life essential I could think of made everyone calm down. Think of it as a privilege for acting good.
Trust me when people get things for doing this and that, while the guy that takes care of everything can tear a tank in half, people tend to get in line. I even had people saying they would work for me when they got out.
In short life was okay, so how did it end up this way.
A woman with short blond hair, looks at a man standing in front of her eyes filled with fear and shame. Her once white skin tight suit, that emphasised her rather generous figure, now torn covered in a mixture of dirt and mud.
Her superhero name Power Girl, However her eyes are locked on the new born baby boy in the man's hands.
''We need to talk'' he says
That look in her eye that look of a weak, vulnerable woman looked cute, to bad I couldn't enjoy it. The wind blew slowly, the grassy fields in an odd mixture of corn plants and wheat move along with it.
Smallville the origin of Superman, and Chloe Sullivan how ironic that this place would be where I would meet Power Girl.
''Can you stand up'' I asked. She nods weakly like if her mid can't seem to process what she's seeing at the moment. Ass she tries to stand, her feet wobble and give unable to stand her own weight.
As if the sheer amount of weight were to just drop on her she breaks down crying.
''How long? how long have I been here?!'' she pleaded. ''I wasn't pregnant when I came to stop you, Somehow I know that baby's... that baby's mine. She said in a combination of tears and screams.
The hot sun somehow made the day seem as if it would stand still, there surrounded by trees I stood watching her, as she cried. I did nothing to try and stop her , to make her feel better, I mean how could I?
We stayed that way for about half an hour, then she looked at me that look weak, vulnerable somehow broken. I stood their looking at her, the boy in my hands, it was a wonder to me he somehow slept thru the hole thing. How was beyond me.
I sat in front of her, while she just flinched but did nothing. ''Aright. Dammit how am I supposed to say this?'' ''There's no way of me showering this so listen. This is our son.'' I could see the tears begin to form.
''Listen nothing happened I never touched you, but God dammit when someone says wait don't come any closer you should listen.'' The wind blew slowly, making her tattered cape sway.
''My DNA is too thick, meaning that normal woman can't survive getting pregnant by me. People don't let single unmarried men adopt. This boy was supposed to be my DNA alone.'' Her eyes widened as she slowly came to the realization.
''You're starting to get it. Once started the process can't be stopped. Everything my Hopes , my dreams, and the greatest parts about me went to this boy, and then you came along.'' I could feel the hot tears fall from my face, as my hand shook.
''The best parts of you went to him, I'm not going to force you. But my son will one day want to know who his mother is.'' After that I got up and flew away, I left her sitting there in the woods near Smallville.
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Pove change
She punched and punched and until he hands bleed. She felt so weak helpless, how how could she let him leave. That was her baby, it didn't matter how he was born, but he was hers and she just let them leave.
Dammit she fell unto her knees, her hands still formed it fists on the kryptonite infused punching bag. He said the truth, she saw him forming a ball made of blue- indigo- pink-yellow-green-red- white and black light.
That look of terror he had when he screamed for her not to come any closer. The explosion of light. She felt him inside her, she felt herself inside him.
His childhood, everything was an open book to her. Even now she could see his family, and even the sheer desperation of knowing he was in another dimension. His feelings, even the uncontrollable shame of knowing she forced that from him.
His feelings were her feelings, and worst of all she knew he saw and felt everything she had. She could still remember how it felt seeing them fly away, as she sat there on the dirt.
It was like a piece of her was torn away, one that could never be given back. When she got home she washed , scrubbed but she was never clean. His security, his safe place. His mind and all his secrets she took that from him.
While he took the the feeling of security, that no one could touch her without her allowing it. But one thought lingered her baby, in all honesty she never expected to be able to have children.
The men from Earth were too frail, one move of true excitement and she could kill them, and she wasn't Species but none of the others seemed right. so she said her decision ''I have to find them.''