A black haired boy walked down the side of the playground at the orphanage, comic book in hand. It was late afternoon, the sky beginning to yellow and pink, a natural masterpiece in the sky. Normally, the boy would have taken notice, but not now. No, now he was too wrapped up in his new comic, Man-Artica vs. The Global Warmer: Exile Iced. He was so wrapped up in the action, the heroic justice, that he was startled when the book was suddenly slapped out of his hands. This shock didn't last 2 seconds; he sighed and bent over, one knee on the ground, the other skinny-jeaned leg propped up on the cement.
"Hello, NERD!" Called an annoying, anger-tinged voice. Freddy winced as he forcefully looked up at Tony, a greasy curly-haired bully who loved nothing more than to hurt him. "Studying the only thing you can comprehend, DORK?" Tony asked, chuckling at his own unfunny joke. His friends behind him laughed too; they followed Tony like stray dogs, always hanging around him like some type of gang. "At least I can actually READ at a 6th grade level." Freddy muttered, picking up the comic with care. "What does THAT supposed to mean?" He asked angrily. He hated it when verbal abuse had no effect; so after that he went to physical abuse. He kicked Freddy's hand, making him yelp and double-over in pain. The matron, who absolutely hated children, and beaten his hand with a ruler. He fought back tears as he looked up, hearing only two words: "WITCH! RUN!"
The 'witch' was actually Freddy's best friend there, Katie. She had dirty-blonde hair and always wore a white shirt and skirt, all brimmed with red and a small plus sign in the middle on her shirt. But the reason they called her witch was because, whatever they did, she wouldn't be in pain. Numerous times had they broken blood, only to have her stare at them in anger. She gently bent over and cradled Freddy's hand in her own. Freddy smiled.
"This ain't over!" Tony yelled from his retreat across the playground. "I'll get you for this, you-you little FANBOY!" He ran off then, but Freddy's face lit up like a Christmas tree. "Hey! That's awesome!" He stood up, putting his hands on his hips, looking off into the sun. "My name is Fanboy! I am Fanboy from this moment on, protecting all that I can!" Katie stood up, giggling. She had played superheroes countless times with him, so it was a bit hard to be serious on this serious decision. "Alright, Master Fanboy, may Katie clean your battle wound?" She giggled as she took his hand and cleaned it up in mineral water, something she sometimes carried on her. "B-But you can be a superhero too!" Fanboy said, looking her in the eyes. "In fact, yeah! You're the perfect superhero! Now all we gotta do is think of a cool name…" He looked at her as she finished up cleaning his hand. She always healed his wounds, she always made him better when he had taken ill…. "Healer!" He said, looking as though he had won the Nobel Prize. "Healer's a perfect name!" Katie giggled once more, leading him through the entrance of the orphanage by the hand. "Yep! So from now on, my name is-"
She was cut short as a hand smacked her across the face. She looked up, touching her cheek. "That's what you get!" Matron scowled. "For-" And that was all she had time for. Healer watched, shocked, as Fanboy attacked Matron and Tony, then grabbed her hand and threw them both into their room. As he started shoving what little belongings they had into two separate bags, she regained her speech and asked, "What on earth are you doing?"
"I….We can't stay her any longer, Healer. I'm running away and you're going to go live off with that nice family that Matron stopped from adopting you." He finished packing the bags and handed the red one to Healer. Healer was struck for a moment, then balled her fists, denying the truth. "This is no GAME, Freddy!" She yelled angrily, hot tears flowing down her face. Fanboy gave her a look of sympathy and gently brushed a tear from her face. "I know. This is real life, Katie. But….we've been abused too long, Healer. And now, we're finally going to live our lives right." More tears flowed down Healer's face as she hugged tightly onto Fanboy. "You…y-you can't…l-leave me…" She gasped for air, then let go. "I'll see you again." Fanboy said calmly. A sudden banging on the door made Fanboy run to the window. Lifting up the latch, he stepped outside of it. "I'll meet you again, I swear!" He yelled. "Go out the front door! But promise me one thing!" He yelled, the pounds getting harder. "What?" Healer asked, frightened for her best friend.
"That you'll check the mail at the tree house." He said. The door busted open, and Matron walked into the room, growling. "Where is he?" She snapped, baring her teeth. "I-I….d-don't know." Healer said, looking out the window. Fanboy, was gone.
Fanboy panted as he leaned against the cool wall on a building. It was night now, the moon shining brightly, the stars now coming out. He slowly looked over to a costume shop. It looked awesome, so he started walking towards it. If he was gonna start his new life as an superhero, he needed a costume first.
What do 'yall think? Do you like my OC? Lol if you can't tell, she's not in love with Fanboy. She loves him as a friend. R&R, plz!