Chapter 2

"This is Helen Grant reporting from Beacon Hills high, where just 2 hours ago an event of international proportions had occurred. This little town school was just recently attacked by, what some call a monster. The creatures has been described by several witnesses as a large grey giant. Some have even said on record that it looked strikingly similar to the comic book character Doomsday from the Superman comics.

"The monster it seemed appeared out of thin air, but some say that it was what caused an earthquake just before it attacked. The monster used the flagpole at the parking lot of the school and swung it into the school. The result was several students almost dying and several thousand dollars of property damage. The monster then made it's way into the school, but before it was stopped by something, and this something was described by almost all of the students at the time as a red and blue blur.

"This blur saved all the students the launched the monster into the sky and an aerial battle ensued. There have been so far no eye witnesses on what this blur was, as all the students were unconscious at the time and none got a good view. But everyone agreed one thing, this blur saved them.

"So far the us government have not released a statement on this incident and no terrorist group have claimed responsibility for this incident. The damage however is done as several student have been hospitalized and some have been maimed. But there is still hope for the people, and this reporter want's to know one thing, who is this stranger that saved so many? Who is this blur? And who is the monster that attacked? Are we safe? And will it happen again? This is Helen Grant for CNN."

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KRT- Hey G-m seen the news?

G-m- Who hasn't? What do you think it is?

KRT- Well I have a freind who managed to get hold of one of the photos taken during the incedent, here check it out- . /_cb20130326092837/awesome-factbase/images/c/cf/Character_Profile_-_

G-m-HOLY SHIT! How the hell did he get that shoot?!

KRT- He was at the school when it happened it seemed the thing was coming after their class, and was about to hurt of of his classmates who was protecting another student when something happened. Get this, a blur showed up in front of him, and this new guy was wearing a cape, with a 's' on it.

G-m- Wait….. does that mean what I think that means?

KRT- Yup but he said the momnet this blur thing came him his camera disapread he found it again but by the time he gat his phone again, the red and blue dude was moving so he could only get this- display_pic_with_logo/472861/472861,1258498463,

G-m- well that is not helpful, but he said that this blur thing, was…. was 'him'?

KRT- Yeah and get this after 'he' kicked this doomsday things ass 'he' grabbed everyone and put all the children outside and then spent time talking to this kid that 'he' had just saved. Then my friend took a picture of the man's cape and this was what he got- .

G-m- Holy HELL! That is the superman crest? What happened after that?

KRT- get this…. he flew.

G-m- wait WHAT?!

KRT-it seemed that this guy, whoever he is, jumped up and then flew!

G-m- but that… thats impossible?! WHat the hell is going on? Could this be… real? How reliable is this friend?

KRT- very, he's my brother.

G-m- then that means…. superman is real?Like I mean how is that even possible! It goes against the laws of freaking physics! It breaks every rule in every book!

KRT- no idea G-m but I do know this Superman or not the world is going to change a lot.

G-m- so what's next? Batman? Green Lantern? I would make an awesome Green Lantern!

KRT-Sure you would have. But whatever comes next I can't wait to see. I should probably invest in insuring my stuff after if superheroes are real then there is going to be a lot of stuff which is going to break, I garrity it.

Cal's home,

It has been a week since the incident. Many have and it the Attack or the Start. Start to what I don't know and I don't want to find out.

Everyone seems so sure something is going to happen now, but they have no idea what is to come. Some idiots out there believe the comic world is coming into our world, others believe it is an act of god.

But only I know what is actually going on, and I'm afraid. I see what I am to become in the future and I am so afraid. The people in this world, they see a hero and expect things from him or her, but do they know what the hero feels?

Do they know the fear I have? That if I fail? What would happen if I fail? My future is already made for me, I have a destiny I did not choose.

I never had a choice in this matter, but now suddenly I have a future and a duty.

I am on my bed right now and in front of me is a Superman costume I got from the local store. It made out of crappy material and looks so sloppy. The cape is tied with strings and it even has that god damn underwear on the outside.

I pick it up and look at the material. It's crap, nothing else to say. The fabric feels so smooth and like it is made out of paper, I can see the stitch marks on the shield.

Is this what I have to do? Put this costume on over my small frame and the somehow fly off and save the world?

I throw the trashy costume into the trash, I get up and walk out of my room slamming the door. The day was dull so I decided to take a walk. The wind was cold and sent shivers up my spine. I pull my hoodie closer and put my hood up.

The town is still recovering as I see candles outside people's houses. The people set them out and light them every night to, and I quote, 'light the way'. As I walk up the hill I see the local school. It's home to the Port Townsend Redskins. The school I should have gone to. Outside were several signs. There was recently a carnival here as the leftover trash was still there littered all over the ground. The carnival was used as a way to lift people's spirits and as a way to raise money for the families of the victim.

I know of several of my friends who are now hospitalized, their parents were having trouble with the money, but because of the money made they were now alright.

The memories of that day were still clear to some. Many of the students in my class were knocked out. I remember Andria in my arms. She was bleeding so much when the future me left I realised that I was covered in blood but none mine. I ran back to her from the field, my super speed helped me along, and by the time I reached her, she was already on her way to the hospital.

Andria in the end was alright, though she was a little pissed she didn't see what many people are calling 'The Real Superman.'

'The Real Superman' is what they call me, it was kind of funny actually. And so since then I have tried getting every single Superman related comic I could. I tried learning what powers he had, what powers I could have and so on.

It was luck that no other person at class had seen me and…. well future me talk. If they had, well that would have been a very confusing conversation.

Sigh, it was so much to take in. The world was moving so fast, the NSA, the CIA and hell every group in the world that had some form of technology was going after this story like a pack of wolves.

There was even a website that had all the names of the students in the class where Fakeday showed up. Even mine, hopefully no would look twice at me, but I knew it was foolish to think that there was not people who were there keeping an eye on me.

I turn my head as I walk through uptown and out of the coner of my hood I see a man. He was bald and had no visible features on his face, as soon as we made eye contact he lifted his newspaper and read it. I maybe a little paranoid but now the signs were clear I was being watched, making flying away a bit difficult.

Ever since that time I haven't been able to practice or anything. So far the only thing I discovered was super speed or super sense of being. Cool name I know. As I was trying to use my super speed I activated what I call my super sence of seemed that my super speed was simply a result of my body speeding up and reacting faster.

It was difficult at at first but soon, very soon, it became a part of me. Like a limb, only it was located somewhere not on my body.

I close my eyes and when I opened them again the world slowed down. I see the birds flap their wings slowly, the wind being pushed from under their wings, their eyes slowly moving. I loved doing this, this sense of being is when I feel most confident.

My body slowly tingles, from my head to my toes slowly I feel warmth flow and suddenly the world went back to normal, or as I should say I slowed down.

I let out a breath, it was fogged and cloudy matching the spirit of the town. I looked around, the street was almost empty, except for the few unfamiliar I hid behind a bush and after I made sure no one could see me I made my way to my fortress of solitude. The Fort Worden state park. It was a retired military camp that now children go to to play at. To shorten the time wasted walking I activated my state of being and by the time I reached the entrance to the park only a second had passed and behind my a left a stream of black from my after images.

The park had a series of emergency bunkers, now abandoned, they were a series of concrete mazes with no light in all sense of the word the only place I could go to be alone. As I make my way to the bunkers I see teenagers my age on the beach playing frisbee. The beach was right next to the bunkers, the waves look calming but they looked like the storm was coming.

They were so carefree, in fact the only thing they had to do right now is forget what had happened to them that terrible day. But me, that day is my future.

Uphead is the bunkers, they looked like a concret jail to some, but me they are my home away from home. I remember playing with Fred and Tracy there, some times we spent the night here in little tents camping out on the roof.

I made way into the bunkers and find my little spot inside. It was a space above a room, it was small enough for someone to climb in and lie down. From there one could see everything but no one could see them.

I grab hold of the pipes on the wall and pull myself up into the little space. I lie down and take a deep breath, now, now it was quite and I could rest.

"Hello?" said a voice. Wait what?! I roll and fell down to the concrete below. But then I felt my sense of being activate, my body reacted quickly and I landed on my feet crouched down. I look up and see a girl's head there at the top.

"Are you okay" the girl asks'. He blond hair flew down from from the ledge and her blue eyes stared at me holding me on the spot.

"Yeah, I uh I'm fine," I dust myself off and look at her, "who are you?"

"Oh I'm Taylor, hi!" said the blonde. She sounded excited for some reason.

"Hm, hi," I replied back not sure why she was so excited.

"So are you just going to stay there or are you coming up here?" she gave me a sly smile.

I climbed the pipes once again and soon was next to her again.

"So stranger who are you?"

"The name's Cal."

"I see, you from Port Townsend Cal?"

"Yeah you?"

"Yes I am, just moved here actually. Hey how come I don't see you at the high school? You look about my age."

"I go to Beacon Hill high." I waited for it and…..

"Beacon Hill?! Wait the school that got attacked?" there it was. Every person the found out that I went to Beacon Hill always asked the same thing.

"Yes the same, I was actually in the class that Fakeday attacked."

"Fakeday? Who is that?" she asked me her face filled with question.

Oh shit I said Fakeday not Doomsday shit shit shit, come on brain think, "ah, it's just something I call it. You know it's not that real Doomsday because the real one…. is…. in…. the….comics." I ended my tone a bit shaky.

"I see," Taylor said not really understanding, "so how are you, well tacking it?"

"I, ah, well I'm not really all that sure. the world just seems so, well so-"

"-big? Yeah some of my friends from there feel the same. Suddenly we have a fake Doomsday and what seems to be our very own 'Real Superman' whatever that means. It just seems so impossible."

I stay silent for a moment thinking over what she said. It was pretty much how I feel right now, but there seems like I should do something, to be something.

Taylor seeing my look said, "hey Cal come on lets get some fresh air. I helped my friend through it maybe I can for you to."

I shrugged and soon we both were outside, the sun now was out and the sky cleared up, but still the wind was cold and so I held onto my hoodie closer. As I walk out I see Taylor for the first time, she was about my height, that was to say, she was short. She wore a pair of jeans and also what looked to be a very loose and comfortable shirt.

"So you're friend what's her name?" I ask Taylor.

"Oh her name is Alisa Jones, now that I think about it was she in you're class as well when Fake Day attacked?"

Alisa? she was Alisa's friend? Wow, "yeah she was there too."

"Wait now that I think about it she did mention it a Cal in her class that was almost attacked by Fakeday. She told me you were protecting a fellow classmate. That is very brave Cal."

I smiled it was nice hearing that from someone, "thank you Taylor," and then I realised something, "wait Alisa talks about me?"

Taylor looked at me like I was crazy for sounding so excited, "yeah she mentioned you in passing."

"So tell me how are you? Alisa has trouble sleeping, you?"

"I, no I don't but I have another issue. I don't really know how to say it though, it's….."

"Complicated," completed Taylor, "you discovered something about yourself and now you don't know what to do with it."

"Wait how did you know that?" I asked stunned, she basically read my mind!

Taylor gave her signature sly smile, "I'm just a little but psychic. But my energy is nothing as to the amount coming of off you. I must say it is almost intoxicating!"

"What?"

"Yeah you're psychic did you not know that?" she replied as if talking about the weather.

"Yeah you are, are you not experiencing the signs? Have the little ones not talked to you?"

What the hell is she talking about? Has she lost it? "What are you talking about I'm not psychic!"

"Yes you are," she then looked right at me, "wether you like it or not."

"Okay look this is getting a little too weird for me, so bye," I turned around and walked away. I thought of what she was saying, is that what my powers were? I certainly not an alien, I looked to much like my dad for that. All I knew was is that I needed to get away from her and I almost made it but then she said something I would never forget.

"This world need you, Superman."

I turned back at her as stare at her, how….. how did she?

"If you're wondering how I know," she said almost reading my mind, "I simply read your mind."

"What?"

"You sure are dumb for the future Superman. I'm going to have to fix that."

"What?"

"Oh god," Taylor face palmed, "you really are slow."

"I… I don't know what you are talking about. Leave me alone."

But Taylor didn't, "Cal you don't understand, you have to do this, it's your destiny."

"And who told you this?" I was getting angry, I hated the fact that my choice in my life was tacked from me, but now having someone else tell me what I could and could not do, it was a final nail to the hammer.

"The spirits did," she replied simply.

"What type of crap answer is that?!" I reply furious.

"The truth."

"I don't want this, I don't want any of this! I just want to mean something in this world not be a god damn hero!" I reply forgetting I was telling my secrets to a total stranger.

"So you are just going to run?!" Taylor replied angry, "you can't mean anything in this world without responsibilities and duties! Cal if you want to mean something you are going to have duties in this world!"

"But I want to at least be able to choose them! To choose my path in life and the duties with them. But now it had already been decided for me! And I am not a hero, I don't deserve to be a hero!"

Taylor was taken back by my voice, she took a step back, "Cal you-" just as she was about to say something a cry broke out.

"HELP!" came the voice of somebody. I turn my head to the voice. Far into the ocean was a small child he seemed to be struggling against the force of the waves. He was very far into the sea and there seemed to be no one there close enough to help him. He was going to drown and there was nothing any one can do.

Should I do something? Should I help him, but if I do and someone sees me? What would happen then? Could the kid escape on his own? Is it possible to swim and reach him in time? Would some one else get him? Coul- JUST JUMP!

And before I knew it I took my hoodie off and threw it into Taylors surprised arms. I jumped into the water and swam. The water hit me and was cold, I could feel the salt on my pores. And before I knew it my sense of being activated and I swam faster and faster. Each arm I used to stroke caused several ripples in the water.

I looked and saw the boy that was drawing, his head went under water with one arm reaching out to the air in hope, and just as the boys drowned I grabbed him.

I took him and swan and before I knew it we were on the shore, I brought him out of the water and dragged him there. I slowly performed CPR and soon the little guy was coughing out water. Bye that time Taylor was now standing right beside me.

"T-thank you," said the little boy through half closed eyes, "thank you Superman," the boy pointed to my my shirt and then fainted.

I saw shocked, what did everyone know that in the future I was Superman? But then I looked down to my shirt. I had actually forgotten what I was wearing today. It was a black shirt, with the shield of Superman in red displayed bright on it.

"See Cal,"said Taylor, "you are a hero."

And that's a wrap!

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