This is written a lot differently than my normal, fast paced, dialogue heavy style, and I honestly like it! I'm going to try to stick with this style the whole way through the story, and I hope you enjoy! - Element

And they all lived happily ever after...but they didn't. Nobody lives happily ever after. And I'm living proof.

The world was silent, as it should be in the middle of the night, near a jailhouse. Apollo sighed at the fact that he still could not get to sleep. The moon shone on the rusty bars that blocked the small window in Apollo's cell, and also glinted off of the glasses of one of his jailers. Apollo looked at him.

The jailer, who was tall in stature and of an average build, wore a uniform, tailored perfectly to fit him. He had tanned skin and light blond hair, twisted into a ponytail that reminded Apollo of a unicorn's horn, on his left side. His glasses were simple, grey, not gunmetal, and were unframed. The jailer had always unnerved Apollo, though he couldn't quite figure out why, and he could barely speak to that man whenever he needed something.

The jailer noticed Apollo's gaze, and the young man looked down in shame, his two hairs that always seemed to stick out from his head drooping. For a moment, Apollo felt tears rushing to his eyes, but he would not let them fall. He couldn't let those tears touch his dirty white boots, his torn red slacks, or his bright red t-shirt with the words "Strawberry Justice" written on it. He had thought it was a stupid name in the beginning, when his best friend suggested it, the dirty little street magician she was. He couldn't come up with a better idea that wasn't corny though, and so "Strawberry Justice" stuck. He had gotten used to it, over the years, but now, more than ever, that name just brought bittersweet memories of Trucy "Lucky Diamond" Wright, the dirty little street magician who saved him more times than he would have liked to admit. She was his best friend, his partner in the crime of being a superhero, and was close enough to be his sister.

He smelt something that reminded him of Trucy, something like steak burning.

Then, he heard the cry of "Fire!".

Once upon a time...superheroes were loved and cared for. But the government wanted all of the superheroes gone. And I am one of the ones tasked with finding them.

Mia Fey looked at the list of one hundred people that the Superhero Elimination Agency needed to catch. Already, after one year, ninety seven of those people were in jail. There were only three heroes left to find.

There was "Lucky Diamond" who was the partner of one of the supers that had been captured, "Strawberry Justice". Apparently, her superpowers dealt with simple magic and card tricks, but was very effective in keeping supervillains at bay. Her partner had no powers that the government knew about, which was strange, but it had worked until the government had captured him. Mia actually, secretly, felt a little bad for them. Back when the government didn't have the SEA, she had heard of them. He and "Lucky Diamond" were truly superheroes, protecting everyone from the supervillians, and had once saved a bus full of school children from being killed. Two truly righteous heroes who were now just names on a list of criminals.

Another was "Butterfly Maiden", a woman who's powers mostly involved infatuating men and poisoning them afterwards, along with flight. Mia was the only woman on the team, so she was the only one who was allowed to go after "Butterfly Maiden", which irritated her to no end.

Finally, there was "Sky Key", who seemed to be a jack of all trades. He mostly used a magic infused giant "keyblade" and could fly. Other than that, though, he had no powers. Mia had barely heard of the guy, and wasn't quite sure why it was taking everyone so long to find him.

She put the papers back on the table, and adjusted her black slacks, then her white, button up shirt that had been untucked from the adjustment.

At that time, her partner, with his silly spiky hair and blue suit and tie, ran in, tripping over a wire and landing face first on the floor.

"I presume you have something to tell me, Phoenix?"

"Yes, yes I do! The jailhouse, it's on fire!" Phoenix exclaimed.

In a land far, far away...people didn't have to hide. But then, being a superhero became a crime. And as a result, I can't let people see who I really am on the inside.

Sora looked out from his hiding place at the edge of the city. He saw the bright light coming from across town, and wished that it wasn't so bright. After all, he had been trying to sleep.

He thought about all of his friends, who were all superheroes, locked up in jail for saving the world. They had saved the world, other worlds, even the universe at one point or another, but it seemed that the government didn't care. He thought of his students, who would never know the truth about superheroes, no matter how much he strained to teach that everything has a good and a bad side. They were just in kindergarten, but they all thought superhero was a synonym for evil. He wanted to prove them wrong.

Then, he heard the sirens screaming towards the light source. Sirens that could only come from firetrucks.

The world isn't right

The town has been corrupted

By the government officials

High in the throne of malversation

Only those who can fight

Four heroes

and a woman

thrown into Montag's position

They are the ones

Who will save the day

So...how did you guys like it? A couple of notes: yes, I did use Sally's Word of the Day, Montag's position is making a reference to Fahrenheit 451, and we will meet both "Lucky Diamond" and "Butterfly Maiden". And I hope I'm writing Sora relatively well...Could you Kingdom Hearts fans give me some tips? Please review! - Element