Hi everyone! Out of curiosity did anyone get a load of the look on Gangrels face right when the Undertaker sat up on Smackdown? His facial expression was priceless! Anyway, on with the story!

"It's good to be home," Shane sighed happily. He had just gotten out of the shower and was in his pajamas, read for bed. Just then he heard a knock on his bedroom door. "Come in!" He called.

Shane's Mom entered his room, smiling at him, "Hi sweetie, how are you feeling?"

"Fine, mom," Shane replied as he sat down on the end of his bed, "I feel fine."

"Just so you know, your dad and I are very proud of you, and if you need anything we're right down the hall."

"I know, mom!" Shane laughed, "That's where your bedroom has always been! I'm going to be fine, the doctors said so!"

"I know, honey," His mom replied, looking very tired, "I know. Goodnight."

Shane's mom kissed him on the forehead and exited the room, closing the door behind her. When the door closed some of his comic books fell of his bookshelf, along with a picture.

"Oh, fuck," Shane muttered standing up and walking over to where the comic books had fallen. Shane knew his mom meant well by checking up on him and all, but it was really unnecessary. He was feeling great and was out of the hospital. He couldn't wait until things went back to normal.

Shane gathered the comic books and picture up off the floor and looked at the picture. It had been taken last year at a Halloween party. He had dressed up as the Green Lantern, and Bria had dressed up as Poison Ivy.

"Damn, she looked hot!" Shane whispered to himself, but then sighed. He was just her friend...

Shane frowned, but shrugged it off, and decided to just put his comics away and go to bed; it had been a long day after all.

Even at six feet tall Shane had to hop to reach the top shelf of his monstrous bookcase, but this time something odd happened... he didn't come back down!

"What the...?" Shane gasped as he found himself up against the ceiling of the room starring down at the floor below him. He pushed against the ceiling with his arms and landed gracefully back down on the ground. Shane looked up at the ceiling, down at the floor, and back up at the ceiling in disbelief. "Whatsupwitdat?!"

Shane rubbed his eyes, thinking, 'Bria's right, I've been reading too many comic books!'

Shane walked over to his bed, turning off the light next to it, and attempted to fall asleep. He tossed and turned in his bed several times before turning the light back on. He stood up and said to himself, "Okay, I'll prove to myself that nothing really happened!"

Shane snuck out of his room, down the hallway, and out the back door of his house, heading toward his backyard.

'Look out, Clark Kent, there's a new high-flying superhero in town!' Shane thought, smirking to himself. This was stupid really, but he had nothing better to do and couldn't sleep so...

Shane, still in his pajamas, took a running start, and dove into the air, rocketing straight forward, defying gravity.

"AGH!!!!" Shane screamed, panicking, leaning forward and crashing to the ground.

"This is scary!" Shane said out loud, as he stood up and brushed himself off. He looked to see he was now five houses away from his own home. He looked at his hands, wondering, "What the hell happened to me?!"

Shane looked to his left to see a car parked in the street. 'Well, it's worth a shot!' Shane thought as he walked up to the car, looking around to make sure that no one was around. He bent down, reached under the car, and with only a little trouble, lifted the car up over his head. Shane set the car back down, and looked at his hands again.

"I...have superpowers!"

Shane looked up at the star filled sky, smiled and leapt into the air, this time flying straight up.

"WOO-HOO!!!!!!"

"Matt's insane," Bria muttered the next morning, sitting on a tire swing that hung from a tree in Shane's backyard. Shane hadn't mentioned anything he had experienced last night to anyone, including Bria. Shane pushed the tire swing as he listened to Bria, admiring the way her hair flew back off her shoulders with each swing. "Don't get me wrong or anything; Pearl Jam's a great band and all, but, I don't know, I guess I just think that camping out for tickets is a little extreme, especially since they don't go on sale until tomorrow morning."

"Well, you know Matt, he sure does love his Pearl Jam, Shane said. "I feel bad for poor Jeff and Lita. Somehow he got them to go with him."

"What about Molly and Shannon? Where are they today?" Bria asked, swinging back and forth.

"Enjoying some time alone I guess," Shane shrugged, then grabbed the rope of the tire swing, forcing it to immediately stop, and asked, "Why, am I boring you?"

Bria hopped off the swing, faced Shane with her hands on her hips, and teasingly replied, "Maaaybe..."

"Oh, gee, and I thought I was your hero!" Shane sniffed, pretending to wipe a tear from his eye, "thanks, baby!"

Bria grinned, "I love it when you call me that!"

Shane's eyebrows shot up his forehead, a bit surprised, "Oh...well I'll call you 'baby' more often then."

"Um...can I tell you something, Shane?" Bria asked shyly.

"Sure!" Shane grinned, hopefully. Was she going to tell him what he hoped she would tell him?!

"Well, I was thinking," Bria said, smiling nervously, shoving her hands in the pockets of her jean shorts, and looking about at the ground, "about...getting a tattoo."

"Oh," Shane said, trying not to sound disappointed, "Well, I guess everyone thinks about that at one point or another, but...aren't you too young to get one anyway?"

"I know a place where the guy doesn't card you." Bria said, quietly, "A girl from school told me about it..."

"Oh...okay..." Shane knew where this was going.

Several Hours Later

"Mine still hurts!" Bria whined as she and Shane sat outside a Dairy Queen, eating ice cream.

"I think it's supposed to," Shane said, looking au the bandage on his shoulder, "Mine does too."

"Wait until we show everyone else! Matt's going to tell us we're such big losers!" Bria laughed.

"Yeah, well, I'll deal with him if he does," Shane grinned at Bria and winked at her.

"Yeah, my hero," Bria sighed, laughing, and rested her head on Shane's shoulder (the one that wasn't recently tattooed). "You know, you didn't have to get a tattoo."

"I know!" Shane nodded, "I've been thinking about it for awhile myself. It was fun! Believe me, I wanted to come!"

"Well, thanks Shane," Bria smiled, and looked down at her watched, realizing her mom would be expecting her home soon, "I gotta get going. See ya, Sugar!"

Bria leaned over and kissed Shane on the cheek. Then she stood up, brushed herself off, and ran in the direction of her house.

"Bye, baby!" Shane called after her, with a grin on his face, thinking, 'Man, what an awesome day!'

Okay, I know some of this chapter seemed kind of pointless but a lot of it was foreshadowing. Just so you know! Review please!