Disclaimer: Not mine, but it would be awesome if it was... ;)
Summary: Tumblr prompt: Castle and Beckett as super heroes whose alter-egos fall in love, not knowing they are also each other's nemesis.
A/N: All mistakes are mine. Hope you enjoy!
Masks
Kate Beckett flipped through her newest book, thoroughly into the story, when she noticed there was a thin trail of smoke curling from her fingers. She dropped it, seeing the scorched hand prints left on the cover.
She looked at her hands, her heart beating wildly, then intertwined her fingers and rubbed her palms together, feeling nothing feverish or hot, just normal.
Just normal, in a freakishly not-normal way.
Again, her gaze fell upon the hand prints on the book. It was crazy, but this had happened several times over the past few weeks, and didn't seem to be going away. - It was - she was - getting more powerful.
She walked into her kitchen and filled a coffee mug with water. Some of the water sloshed out of it as she haphazardly set it on the cabinet, so she grabbed a hand towel to soak up the water.
When she was finished, Kate stared at the cup for a few minutes, turning it this way and that, unsure of what exactly she was trying to do. She finally let it sit still and held her hand over the mug with her palm down. She closed her eyes and thought about what she'd done before, when she scorched the book.
An odd sound came to life, and she opened her eyes.
She jumped back and screamed, grabbed the cup and threw the now-boiling water on the flaming towel. The small flame was quenched, leaving the smoldering fabric and barely any evidence of fire on the counter.
This power, or whatever it was, could be amazing if she learned more about how to use it properly. She had to figure out how to use this to her advantage, to help others, but without the world knowing.
That could be a problem, but it was one she could figure out.
