"Doesn't everyone dream to be a hero? To soar triumphantly through the city you protect? It has been a dream for every spirited, young soul. Even in the imaginations of children, the perfect outlook of a hero stands. And-"

"Will you please not read your stupid poem out loud?!" A girl who sat next to the poet whispered in a harsh tone.

"Sorry." She replied. The poet was Saidie Wright, a college student with a knack for dazing off into space and not paying attention to her schoolwork. She was small, for a nineteen-year-old. She had long blonde hair, sparkling green eyes and was very shy and awkward. For some obvious reason, she could never stay focused in her math class. She was always busy writing or creating songs and poems. Of course she stayed awake in English, that was her life.

After class was dismissed, Saidie caught up to her friend that had a class next door. Marie Foreman was a little different than Saidie. Short, stubby with a bad temper and attitude.

"Hey, Marie." She greeted her as she exited her classroom.

"Hi, so how's your day so far?"

"Stinks. Melissa Grimsley spat at me again for reading my poem out loud. I was just trying to figure out a really good ending for my hero poem."

Marie chuckled, "No wonder your name's Wright."

"I think its my destiny to be a writer!" she exclaimed enthusiastically.

"I think it's your destiny to be a loser." Said a snobby voice from behind. The two girls turned to see Melissa Grimsley sneering at them. "Why don't you two go off and daydream about your little heroes coming to rescue you."

Marie glared at her, "Why don't you go sneak into the bathroom for two hours and prune yourself. I think a hair is out of place!"

Melissa couldn't think of a comeback, so she just glared in return and stormed off.

"One day, I'll get her back!" Saidie said. "She's tormented me all throughout high school and she just happened to come to the same college as us!"

"Don't let her get to you," Marie tried soothing her, "She's just a snob who needs some one to pick on to make her feel good about herself."

"You're right," she agreed, "Let's go get lunch."

Saidie and Marie ate their lunches and talked about anything they felt worth talking about. After her meal, Marie told her friend, "Hey, I gotta bail. Meet me tomorrow before school?"

"Sure."

Saidie sat alone for a few minutes until she saw a helpful, familiar face. The face was a smart young man with brown hair and brown eyes. She approached him, smiled warmly and said, "Hey Peter."

"Oh, Saidie, hi." He said. He was obviously thinking about something when she walked up.

She sat down next to him. "So, how's it going?"

"Well," he sighed, "Pretty hectic, but you wouldn't understand."

"Okay, I can see you don't want to talk about it. Can I ask you a favor?"

"As long as it doesn't involve any sharp objects or flammable substances."

Saidie laughed, "No! I was just wondering if you had the math notes from today."

"As always." He said smiling, pulling a note pad out from his bag.

"Excellent, may I borrow them?"

"Of course, just make sure you give them back before the final."

Saidie laughed again, "You're so funny, Peter. Oh, and congrats! I saw your handy work on the cover on the Daily Bugle this morning. I'm a big fan of Spider-man, I can't believe you got so close to him! Jameson did a crappy job on the article though."

This time, Peter laughed, "Yea, well, thanks. I think you're the first one to notice my name on the bottom of that picture though."

"I think it's excellent!"

"Thanks a lot, Saidie, I think you just made my day."

"You're welcome, Peter. See ya around." Then Saidie took the notepad and walked out of the cafeteria.

On her way to her car, Saidie stopped by her science teacher's lab. "Professor McElean?" she called out.

"Yes?" said a tall skinny woman at a desk covered in papers, "Oh, Saidie Wright, what can I do for you?"

"I have my extra credit essay." She replied handing her the essay.

"Oh, thank you, I'll grade it tonight."

"Thank you, Professor." Saidie paused when she saw a giant machine in the corner guarded by yellow tape. It was cylindrical in shape and tanks of a strange liquid were contained on the sides of the cylinder machine. "What's that?"

"Oh, that's this thing I had an idea for. It's supposed to turn humans into super soldiers. It permanently enhances a person's strength, stamina and agility. It also injects them with liquid metal that survives underneath the skin. It comes out and hardens whenever the person wishes. I thought that the army would love this, but it didn't work when I presented it to them."

"Cool. Sounds crazy, I love it." Saidie giggled.

"You always did like the strange things of life. Like all the heroes you talk about."

"What can I say?" She said as she headed out the door, "I love 'em!"

On the way home in her car, Saidie was travelling down a busy highway down Manhattan, when suddenly a flash of blue and red caught her eye. None other than Spider-man swung right over her highway. He was heading straight for her car! She sat open-mouthed as he swung right over her car and waved as he went by. Saidie couldn't believe what just happened to her. All of the sudden, she realized she had a camera in her bag. She snatched it out, aimed, but Spider-man was already gone. Disappointed, she threw the camera on her passenger seat, knocking over a pile of papers. She did a double take at the papers and saw her science essay on the seat.

"Oh-no! I gave Professor McElean the wrong paper!" She quickly did a U-turn and headed back to the college.

"Professor?" she called as she opened her lab's door. No answer. "Professor McElean?" Still no answer. "Oh well, I'll just switch the papers."

After doing her duty, she noticed the super soldier machine. "Hmmm, I guess she wouldn't mind if I took one little look."

Her smile widened as she stepped over the yellow tape. She saluted an invisible official and announced "Thank you sir, for letting me be the first to become one of your super soldiers."

She spoke in place of "sir", "Your first assignment, Wright, is to find Spider-man and find his true identity."

"Yes sir!" she said as she pushed the button to open the doors to the contraption. She felt a bit childish playing with it, but hey, she was a child at heart. She stepped in and closed the door and began to sing a patriotic-like song "Super-soldier-Wright, what a strong girl, she can beat up any bad guy she sees, Super-soldier-Wri-" She was suddenly cut off by a recording of Professor McElean's voice.

"Specimen acquired, medium in size, female. Enhancement process commencing."

"What?!" Saidie screamed, "She said it didn't work!! Help! Professor, somebody HELP!!"

But Professor McElean was in the teacher's lounge, no where near her lab. No one was near the lab. Saidie still screamed for help. As the small, cylindrical tank began filling with a silver, oily liquid, Saidie cried, "Oh God, I'm going to die!" and she blacked out.

To be continued.