Hero Stories S A 17
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Hero in Plain Sight Hero in plain sight •
“Savannah!”
I could hear my mother call out in kitchen. •
“We will have to leave soon, have you packed everything you’ll need?”
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“Yes, I’m almost finished”, I yelled back.
My family and I are going on a ski trip to the Alps. I’m not really fond of skiing or the cold. I prefer sitting by the beach with a book in my hand, as I’m watching the waves slowly crash onto the shore and the rays of the sun blinding my vision. Thankfully we are only going to stay there for a week, which in my opinion is more than enough. I packed the last few things that I need in my suitcase: toothbrush, charger and my beloved computer.
While sitting in the back of the car with my headphones on, I got this bad feeling in my stomach, not knowing why. Perhaps I was just a little scared of flying, but I quickly ignored the feeling and decided that I’m not going to have a negative outlook on this trip.
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Me and my brother Jeremy impatiently waited at the airport café, while mum and dad checked in our bags. Jeremy is two years older than me, making him nineteen. Jeremy and I aren’t as different as one would think, because even though he were an athlete and I a bookworm we agreed on a lot of things. Ever since we were young we’ve always had quite different groups of people, he for instance always hung out with the “jocks” and I always hung out with the “nerds” or “bookworms”. But we almost never argued and when it came to life aspiration ours were quite similar. We both got along really well.
When we finally arrived to our little cabin, that we’ll be living in for the next week, I went straight to bed hoping that this week will pass by fast.
The upcoming morning dad made all of us wake up at six, so that we “wouldn’t miss the good ski-snow” whatever that means. When it came to skiing I stuck with the slopes for beginners, they weren’t as steep which meant a smaller risk for me to fall and make a complete fool of myself. After skiing for what felt like forever we went to a restaurant for lunch, it smelled of beer and firewood in the restaurant. • nu.
“what do you guys want”, my dad asked, while looking through the me-
• “A sandwich and a coke is good”, I said, while discreetly looking for the bathroom with my gaze. •
“May I be excused”, I said while pointing towards the bathroom
My mother nodded and smiled.
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On my way to the bathroom I was looking through my phone, not really paying attention to where I was going and accidentally walked right on to someone, a boy. He had slightly curly auburn hair and ocean-blue eyes. • “I’m so sorry, I wasn’t paying attention to where I was going”, I managed to get out before becoming completely paralyzed with embarrassment. •
“Don’t worry about it, I’m equally as guilty”, he said while laughing
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“I’m Adam”, he reached out his hand to shake mine.
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“Savannah” I answered, while shaking his hand.
• “I’ll see you around Savannah” He grinned and finishing of with a nod, before walking away. I quickly went to the bathroom all while contemplating the strange encounter that had just taken place. • “what took you so long sweetie?” my mother asked as I was about to take the first bite off my sandwich. • “The line to the bathroom was really long”, I said in an attempt to convince myself that the awkward accident was nothing worth telling.
After an entire day of skiing it felt so good to finally go to bed. Before finally getting to sleep I scrolled through my phone only to find that Adam had requested to follow me on instagram. I accepted and followed back.
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The following morning my entire body felt sore from all the skiing the previous day. Today I decided that i’m not going to ski, instead i’m just going to sit by the fire and read a book or watch a movie. Once mum, dad and Jeremy left, I layed on the couch with a blanket by the fire while re-reading my favorite book, “A farewell to arms” by Ernest Hemingway. After reading about halfway through I decided to check my phone. “Adam Miller accepted your request”, I skimmed through his pictures, there were a few with his dog and some with his friends. It seems like he lives in New York, judging by the location on most of his pictures. I don’t even know why I care, it’s whatever. After spending most of the afternoon watching TV and reading, I started to get a bit hungry but I couldn’t find anything in the fridge and the supermarket is located far away from our cabin. I tried to call both mum and Jeremy but neither of them picked up, they probably didn’t notice their phones ringing while skiing. They will probably be home anytime now (if they don’t go on “aprés-ski”, hopefully they don’t). I checked my phone it was 18:35 and the store closes in about an hour, I have two choices: either I persist my hunger and eventually starve while waiting for them to come back or I take matters into my own hands and ski (because skiing is the only way of transportation here) to the store myself. Well I was not about to let myself starv and besides it’s not like I have something else to do. After putting on a jacket, ski boots and and skiis I was finally ready to go. While I was on my way, It began to snow and the snow gradually increased as I skiied further from home. I didn’t really know the way to the supermarket and on top of that it was beginning to get dark outside. I had a slight knowtion of the route, but it’s been nearly two years since my last time here. I looked at my surroundings, there were no shops, restaurants or people as far as the eye can see. I let go of the ski poles, so that I could reach for my phone in my pocket. I had four missed calls from my mother and a voicemail. I listened to the voicemail: “Sweetie, we are at the bar and there is a storm coming in, so we are not allowed to go outside under any circumstances and the same goes for you. Hopefully we will be able to come home soon, call me as soon as you can”. I tried calling, but there was no reception. Of course that would had to happen with my luck today. I tried tex4
ting her: “I’m on my way to the supermarket but I can’t find my way back!”. I didn’t want to worry my family, but on the other hand there was a storm coming and the last thing I want is to get buried under the snow. I had no other choice but to keep on going in order to find my way back to civilization. My hands started to get really cold, even though I’m wearing gloves and I can’t feel my face anymore. I realized the seriousness of the situation and that if I kept going like this my body wouldn’t be able to take the cold and I could possibly die from hypothermia. • “Hello, can anyone hear me?!” I shouted, hoping to catch somebody's attention. I took up my phone once again, thankfully the message I had sent to my mum had been delivered. I tried to distinguish my way home, but I felt like it was impossible, regardless I have to keep going. While skiing around I kept shouting, but received no answer. After I while my whole body was aching and I felt so tired, so I sat on a little” snow-hill”. I rubbed my hands against my body in order to create friction and thereby warmth. I could feel my body going numb and underneath the gloves my hands were turning blue. After laying there for what felt like forever, I could see a big shadow that looked a lot like a huge wave. The wave-like shadow approached and came towards me, I knew what it was, a avalanche. I could feel the adrenaline pumping through my body, I knew I had to do something. I took my skis off and began to run, I stumbled and fell through the thick snow but I had to get away from there. I saw a big tree in the distant and I knew that it was my best chance of survival, so I ran towards it until I physically couldn’t move anymore. I sat underneath it with my face facing towards the direction of the avalanche. Then it hit and I could feel my vision going blurry and my ears started to ring, but I was still breathing, I was still alive and I had thankfully survived. The avalanche had created like a dome around me and I couldn’t get out, I tried to stick my hand through it but I couldn’t feel the outside, the snow is to thick. 5
I have to get out or else I would either run out of oxygen or freeze to death. With all my strength I pushed against the snow, I kept on pushing until by some miracle I was finally outside. I began walking around, shouting. • could.
“CAN ANYBODY HEAR ME?! HELP! HELP!” I screamed with all I
I kept on screaming until, finally I could hear a voice from far away: •
“Hello? Is there anybody out there”
• “OVER HERE, I’M HERE!” I kept yelling until I finally saw a boy coming closer. •
“Savannah? Is that you?”, the boy said
I stood there completely quiet trying to figure out where I knew him from: •
“Adam? Adam! Yes it’s me”, I stuttered
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“You shouldn’t be out here, what happened?”
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“The store.. And then a avalanche… I couldn’t find way back”
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“Okay we need to get you back home”, he said
He put my hand around his neck and began to carry me. It took a while to get back and I could barely keep my eyes open. I was so shaken because of what had happened to me, at some point I was even certain that I was not going to survive, and my mind couldn’t fully process what had happened to me. I was just so thankful to be alive and all I wanted now was to see my family again.
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We finally got to the restaurant where I found my family, they were sitting by a table and they all looked so worried, my mum was even crying. • “Savannah! Where have you been? what happened to you? We’ve been so worried!” my mother said while hugging me. Me, my brother, mother and father all hugged and cried. I was so relieved to finally be with my family, safe and sound. • “ We love you so much Savannah, we wouldn’t know what to do if anything were to happen to you” , my father said and I could see tears forming in his eyes. I hugged my family and told them and the rescue mission everything that had happened. When everything had calmed down I walked up to Adam. He was standing by a table talking to his friend, I poked him on the back and he turned around. I hugged him quickly, not knowing what came over me, then I said: •
“I just wanted to say thank you for helping me, I really appreciate it”
• “Yeah, of course don’t worry about it, I’m just glad you’re safe”, he said while blushing I gave him a smile and just when I was about to walk back to my family he said: •
“Savannah wait! I’ll see you around sometime?”
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“I’ll see you around” I said while nodding and giving him a smile.
Needless to say this has been the craziest trip of my life. Thanks to Adam (and my incredible survival skills) I managed to come home in one piece, and who knew 7
when that awkward encounter took place that he would actually help and save my life. Although Adam wasn’t a famous superhero who had saved the world from destruction or an evil force, he was my own personal hero who brought me back home. He had saved my life and I had everything to thank him for.
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The Burdened War Hero James was off duty spending time with his daughter when the first plane hit. First confusion, then chaos occurred. James held his daughter in his arms while running away from the smoke. Above him a second plane appeared, flying low and steady. That's when James knew it wasn't an accident, this was something else. When the calling came, James did not hesitate to answer. James woke up, it was almost dawn and it was his turn to guard. The small fireteam had set up camp in an abandoned factory in this god forsaken country. Everywhere James looked, he saw death and destruction. But James wasn't sentimental, this desert land had poked the bear and now the bear had answered with its full might. The team was on the hunt for a terrorist group trying to flee the country, these poor souls had been signed up on James’s kill list. That's not something you can run from, James knew that. But James did not feel sympathy for these people, someone had to answer for all the suffering and loss he had undergone. It was early in the morning and they had to start moving. The fireteam consisted of five highly trained U.S Marine soldiers, but this was not an ordinary squad. The best of the best had been brought together, often assigned to the most difficult tasks. Sometime they consisted of three men and sometimes up to 15, but today they were five. Five professional killers prepared to do anything in the name of their flag.
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Sergeant James was the leader of the group. He wasn't much for the small talks, but he always looked out for his brothers in arms. Second in command was Rodriguez, he was young and naive still believing in the concept of good and evil. But he was trustworthy. Out of all the men serving in his company, James had known Rodriguez the longest. Then there were the Russell brothers. George and Bruce Russell were two highly trained soldiers. Bruce was a the teams marksman and a force to be reckoned with at long ranges. While George was the grenadier, carrying the big guns as backup. Last but not least was Lara. She was the scout in the fireteam, often travelling a couple of hours ahead of the team to report the way ahead. Their mission was to track down and kill a group of terrorists led by the infamous man Akiba. James’s team had to get to them before they crossed the border to Iran, which was located on the other side of the desert. For the team Akiba was a part of the mission, but for James Akiba symbolised everything he hated. For James this was personal. Lara moved ahead of the rest and would reach out if she spotted the target. The team made it into the desert several hours after her and it didn't take long before she contacted them. “I have eyes on Akiba and his henchmen, they are traveling in a small convoy of jeeps, nothing we can't handle, over.” “Copy that, Lara. Send us the coordinates and keep trailing them, over.” The team began to move quickly through the sand, they needed to reach Lara before she got noticed. It took them almost a day of non stop walking to reach Lara, she had scouted the enemy camp while she waited. The camp was located on the other side of a large empty field and consisted of three jeps and a couple of tents. James knew his quest for revenge was near the end. James and his team had tracked down a large amount of the men responsible for the 9/11 attack. Akiba was the last one alive in Afghanistan, and therefore the last person who would pay for his daughter’s death.
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It was almost midnight and the team set their plan in motion. Bruce would keep watch from a high vantage point while George infiltrated the base, he was tasked with immobilizing the jeeps using a couple of C4 charges. James and the others would then go in and take out the terrorists. Most of the terrorist were asleep and the ones that weren't, kept watch around the camp. They made one fatal mistake however, the guards had set up a campfire. The fire made their eyes basically useless in the dark, which made it easy for George to sneak in. He placed two C4 charges on each vehicle, but he got spotted before he could place his last two on the third vehicle. A guard started screaming and George had to seek cover. Soon every sleeping soldier was awake and in search for George. He tried to distance himself from the vehicles but they had already seen him and started shooting towards the rock he jumped behind. He desperately reached his comlink in an attempt to get aid from the others. “I'm stuck behind a rock, I can't make it any further and they're moving in on my position.” George called out. “George listen to me, James and the others are on their way, you just gotta stay there a little longer. I will try to keep them away for now.” His brother responded. George could hear multiple footsteps approaching, then all of a sudden he heard four gunshots from a sniper rifle and the footsteps stopped. This was his chance, he reached out for the detonator he’d accidently dropped when jumping for cover. He grabbed it and hurried back to the rock when he heard another gunshot, this time meant for him. Once again George huddled behind the rock. This time with a strange taste of iron in his mouth and something warm dripping down his left shoulder. George had been shot.
The team hurried through the field as soon as the gunfire arose. They needed to get to George before the enemy did. They were halfway there when four swift shots from Bruce's sniper were fired, followed up by a single shot from an enemy’s rifle. They arrived just in time to watch George pick up his detonator and press the button while bleeding badly. Two out of the three jeeps exploded, leaving the 11
last one heavily damaged but still drivable. Akiba and some of his followers made it to the last jeep and speeded away. Chaos arose among the remaining terrorists, with some of them trying to fend of their attackers and others making a run after their leader’s jeep. Bruce shoot the fleeing men one by one with ease, they had almost killed his brother and now he was furious at them. While James and the others focused their fire upon the men closest to George’s location. Suddenly one of the terrorists threw a grenade towards them, forcing them to scatter. Some of the pieces hit Lara who had been closest to the blast, it wasn't fatal but she was in no condition to keep fighting. Rodriguez helped her behind cover and Bruce started concentrating his fire on the men suppressing James. This meant that James had enough time to send a distress message to the closest military base, asking them to send help. The shootings continued for a couple of minutes, Bruce had left his position and was heading to the others and George was still pinned behind that rock when the support finally arrived. A Black hawk-helicopter descended from the sky, forcing the remaining terrorists to surrender.
Lara and George were loaded on to the helicopter. Bruce decided to go along side with them, his brother was in a bad condition and he would not leave him alone. So it was up to Rodriguez and James to hunt down the remaining terrorists.
They had followed the jeep’s trail for a couple of hours. Its engine had been badly damaged and they suspected it couldn't move very fast, so it would only be a matter of time before they reached it. “Akiba is the last one on your list. What are you going to do when he is dead?” Rodriguez asked. Rodriguez was the only one who knew about James’s kill list. They had known each other for a long time and Rodriguez had even been a friend of James’s family back when they still were a family. James’s daughter Sophie was born with asthma, so she couldn't breathe through the smoke surrounding ground zero. Her death broke James, leaving his wife to file a divorce. She moved away and James went to war. 12
“After Akiba I'm done, I'm planning to move back home and visit her grave. After that, I don't know.” They kept moving forward until they spotted the vehicle. It stood still in a ditch, the engine had most likely given up. Which meant the terrorists moved on foot. James swept the area with his eyes when he noticed something in the distance. “Rodriguez eleven o’clock!” Rodriguez raised Bruce’s sniper rifle. “I see them, five targets running towards that Iranian checkpoint over there, it's a shame, they’ll never reach their destination.” He then pulled the trigger. The bullet hit one of the terrorists in the back who fell instantly. James and Rodriguez then started running after the remaining terrorists. Soon they were almost right behind their targets who turned around to surprise them. “Look out!” James shouted. They both threw themselves in the sand to avoid getting hit by the enemies’ bullets. It wasn't much cover out in the desert so they needed to stay low. Rodriguez distracted two of the shooter by attempting to flee. They started to chase Rodriguez which meant that the two remaining men, one of them being Akiba was left for James to deal with. He crawled down from the sand dune and went around it. James was now behind his two opponents. He raised his rifle and fired two shots, which hit the soldier in the chest. He then tossed his rifle and pulled out a knife. Akiba turned around just in time to watch James stab him in the guts. “That's for Sophie, asshole!” James charged a second time, this time aiming for the head. But Akiba had fast reflexes and managed to parry the blade with his left arm. His following scream echoed through the sand. Then a couple of shots were fired somewhere west of their position. James punched Akiba in the jaw and swept his eyes through the landscape in search for Rodriguez.
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“Rodriguez? Did you get them?” James shouted. Akiba saw his chance and took it. He pulled out a glock from his shoe and shot James in the chest. James stumbled for a second, he then fell to the ground and looked at Akiba one last time. -Another gunshotJames opened his eyes and Akiba collapsed. Rodriguez hurried to him. “Hold on James, I’ve already called for help, you need to stay awake until they get here. “It's okay, Rodriguez. We got him, that's all that matters to me. Besides dying don’t seems so bad, after all I'm going to see my daughter again.” Rodriguez gave James his scarf so he could pressurize the wound. James then whispered something in Rodriguez ear and gave him a small package. After that, James stopped breathing. “James, don't leave me here. James!”
Months later, Rodriguez visited the graveyard. On the grave it stood: James Ross, 1966-2011, “A True War Hero”. Beside Rodriguez, three silhouettes appeared. Bruce, George and Lara all came to pay their respect and say farewell to their lost comrade. They stood there for a long time, until they one by one started to leave. Rodriguez was the last to walk, but before he did he turned to the grave beside James’s, the one with a bouquet of withered pink roses. On it stood the following: Sophie Ross, 1991-2001, “Our Little Flower”. Rodriguez then reached for his pocket and took out the small package. In it it was a pink rose, which he laid down beside the bouquet. He then turned back to James’s grave. “Farewell, my friend, I hope you and Sophie are together once more.” And with those words Rodriguez left the cemetery.
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It's six month today, since it all happened. I wonder everyday how everything could get this wrong. I lost my job, my family, my boyfriend and myself in less than thirty seconds. I don't know what to do. Today six month later, i'm starting to believe that I won't be able to bring my real life back. I'm going to die as a superhero.
It all started on a wednesday. I woke up early in the morning beside my absolutely wonderful boyfriend. I went up from bed, covered my cold body with clothes and kissed him on the forehead. I made myself a cup of coffee, and had it in front of the newspapers, as I used to. I went to our bedroom aigan to do my makeup, kissed my boyfriend goodbye and went off to work. I usually took my car to work(i usually go to work by car), but this was a sunny and beautiful day, so I decided to take my (to go by bike) bicycle instead. I unlocked it and started my twenty-minute trip to work. After (about) ten minutes (ride) on my bike, I saw an old lady who was about to cross the street. Considering I live in New York City, it was a lot of traffic on the streets. She was about to walk slowly over to the other side of the street like there was no cars in traffic, which it clearly was. I decided that I couldn't just stand there and watch her get hit by a car, so I jumped of my bicycle and stopped her from crossing the street. I followed her (back) to the crossroad to wait until the traffic lights went from red to green. I followed her over the street, and when I was about leave, it all happened. She looked in my clear, blue eyes (with her clear blue eyes?)with a strange look that I have never seen on any human before. She touched my arm and said “I choose you�.
(the next thing i remember was)I remember waking up on the street with a strange feeling in my body. My legs and arms felt heavy, and I had a weird headache that I had never felt before. I started to worry since I didn't feel like myself, but 15
at the same time I told myself that I probably just past away. The (old) lady I helped on the street was gone when I woke up, which I remember thinking was a bit strange, since she barely couldn't walk by herself. I got up from the street, and jumped on my bicycle. When I came to (my) work I apologized for being a little bit late, and the only respond I got from my colleagues was shocked eyes and open mouths. I asked what was wrong and they told me to look at myself in a mirror. I didn't understand what they meant, but I followed their instructions to look in a mirror. I think I stood in front of that mirror for at least two minutes, with a shocked face and tears in my eyes. I looked completely different than before and I couldn´t understand how it could get that wrong. My face, hair and body didn't looked like they did before. My arms and legs were (looked) much (stronger) and bigger, my face was thinner and my hair was short, unlike before when it was long. I told my colleagues what happened on the street and they came up with different theories that could have happen to me. I just laughed at their theories and told them that they had a crazy fantasy. I decided to go home and get some rest so that I could figure out what was going on later. When i came home my boyfriend was gone and our house looked completely different. His belongings was gone and all of my clothes were changed. The walls was painted in other colours and our furniture was different. I started to cry, wondering where my boyfriend was. I grabbed my phone and tried to call him, but his name wasn't in my contact list anymore. After thirty minutes of panicking and crying I laid down in my bed and fell asleep.
When I woke up later that day I laid down/started to think. I realised that (i probably couldn't do anything, and told myself that) I just had to accept the situation, that my life was different. I decided that the first thing I was going to do was to figure out what was going on and what that woman did to me. Why did I look different? Where was my boyfriend and his belongings? Why did my body felt strange? What happened to my house? I had so many questions in my mind and I couldn´t answer any of them. I realised that I hadn't eaten since the day before so I took a walk to the closest restaurant to my house. At the restaurant, I ordered the same thing as always, a vegetable soup. I got my soup ten minutes later, ready to feed my empty stomach with it. When I grabbed my spoon and tasted it, I realised 16
that it was completely cold. I looked at it with my disappointed eyes, and then it happened. When I looked at my soup it started to boil and steam. My eyes started to hurt and I jumped off my chair in real panic. I closed my eyes and they stopped hurting, but as I opened they again and looked at the soup they continued to hurt. I didn't understand how my soup could start to boil as I looked at it, I remember thinking that it has to be impossible. I ran home, opened my door and took a seat in my coach to think. What could have happened to me? It wasn't only the soup that made me concerned, I also felt another strength in my body, especially in my arms but also in my legs. Everything was easier and I could do things with my arms that I couldn't do before. I felt that I could do any number of push-ups and lift anything in the world. I started to speculate what could have happened to me. I thought of what my colleagues said about superpowers, and it didn't felt that strange anymore, because I couldn't explain it in any other way. That woman probably gave me superpowers and a completely different life, but what was I supposed to do with it? And why me?
The time went by and I tried to learn to accept my new life. It was hard to think of something else since I had so many questions, which I still have today. I went out to the city to look for the woman that did this to me, I thought she was the only one that probably could have answer my questions. I didn't find her. I asked people in the village were I met her if they knew anything. Nobody did. I searched everyday about superpowers on the internet. I didn't find anything. I realized that it probably was hopeless, I wouldn't get any of my questions answered, so I tried to live my life like nothing happened, but it was hard. I quitted work when I realised that it was impossible to live my life like it was before and convinced myself that it's probably meant to be that I got this opportunity. When I realized that I could help people with my superpowers, especially with my strength, I knew that was what I wanted. I thought of ways that I could help people with my superpowers, and it took a long time until I came up with an idea. I wanted to open/start  a detective agency. With my strength I could prevent people from being exposed to crimes, solve the criminal cases and chase the criminals.
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After I came up with my idea about a detective agency, I decided to make it real, because even if I rather would have my normal life, I had to do the best of the situation, I couldn't just sit in my home waiting for my life to come back. I began with the process to open the agency, and four months later it was completed. People started to call me to tell me what crimes they had been exposed to. It worked out well, so I started to collaborate with the police. They informed me when they needed help. I helped them to chase the criminals and carry them to the police station. I really felt like a superhero, I knew that no one in the world could beat me and the police was so grateful to work with me. Suddenly i earned good money, had the funniest job I have ever had and most important of all; I felt important in the society and for my fellows. The only thing that I actually missed was my boyfriend and family. It was at least four months since I met them the last time, and I knew that I wouldn't be satisfied with my life until they were in it. I started to accept the situation about me and my body changing, but I knew that I would never accept the fact that they weren't a part of it.
Today, six months later, I still haven't accept it. I still have the superpowers and I still work for the police. My boyfriend and family is still not a part of my life, which I refuse to accept. Except for some people on my previous job, I don't have anyone to speak with or anyone to share my thoughts with. I have never felt this lonely and helpless. I have a unbelievably good salary, but money have never felt this unimportant, since I don't have anyone to share them with. This is where I am today, with unwanted superpowers and a wish for the people that aren't in my life anymore. I think about it everyday. Why did she choose me? Will I ever get my normal life back? I don't think I will ever find that out. Or maybe I will.
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How a Hero Was Born I am sitting in my ordinary classroom in school and thinking about the world that we live in. It’s so terrific that we on earth, we humans think that we are stronger and smarter than everything that exist. But in another hand are we just a kind of a living species who live on a small planet in a huge universe. I continuing to think and looking out of the huge window in my classroom, there are a parking lot with many cars. I remember when I was a little kid when my mom and dad talked about when they were younger. They said that everyone thought that it would be flying cars around 2000 century, but today 2020 it doesn't exist any flying cars. I miss my mom so much, I miss our talking times. • What are you doing Jake! You require to commence with your assignment, screamed my teacher with a disrespectful tone. I nod and started to write on the new assignment which I been obliged to do. The task is about natural disasters and is really awkward and different, harder than others. I don’t like to write about natural disasters because I just thinking about if the life that we knows just disappears, like the dinosaurs. The theory behind why all dinosaurs died is that a meteor from space hit the earth. Think if that happens again or something else happens that kill humanity, that thought makes me feel scared sometimes. But another thing that makes me more scared and upset is loneliness.
I have always been lonely since I was little, what I remember at least. When I was 10 years old, me, my mum and dad were going on a trip to the other side of the world, to France in Europe. But when we came to France my parents started to act strange, I did not know why. My mum had never been so upset before. I re19
member that I was angry and sad because they didn’t treat each other right. We stood in France, outside a typical french restaurant with a smell of red wine. My mum grabbed dad and walked away with him. She told me to stay there I was, now when I am older I can’t understand why she just leave me alone in a foreign country. I remember that I was scared, I didn’t no where to go. A man came up to me and started talk about my mom and dad. I asked him how he knew who my parents was. He just said “You will get know my little boy” and gave me a necklace. The necklace was very beautiful and small. He told me to never take it of. And today I always use it, in the shower and when I am sleeping. I don’t remember more of that trip and when we came home to NY, mum was dead and me and dad were so sad. Since that day, 7 years ago I have had terrible nightmares. I get flashbacks when I see my dead mom just laying on the street and sometimes in the nightmares I kill my own mother. The nightmares feels so real, like a memory I have been to. I have tried to talk to dad and get a explanation but he don’t say a shit. The only thing he is saying is that I will get know what happened in France when I was 10 years old when I get older. I have no idea why he don’t say anything. I am 17 years old and almost 18, I am soon a adult man and deserve a explanation. Does he think that it’s easy to go to school and get friends without an explanation why my mother is dead. I started to write on my new assignment because I want to think on other things. I will talk to dad when I get home after school.
My room is cold, although my windows are closed. I am tired and I really want to sleep but my dad has not come home from his job yet. He works as a teacher on a university here in NY. I like to have a dad who works as a teacher because he is pretty smart and he is really good at match so if I have any math problems he can always help me. I desire that he can help me with a explanation why my mum is dead too. I got up from my bed and walked downstairs to the kitchen with heavy steps, I think I need to eat something to stay awake. I took what I always did, a sandwich with cheese, my mom’s favorite. Our table in the kitchen is old and dusty. We usually don’t eat together because dad comes home very late at the week. Yes, he works as a teacher but comes home after 10. It is actually strange.
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Yes, okay, he is grading tasks from his students but he could do it at home. My dad is a particular strange man with, what I think, many secrets. The entrance to our house opened. Yes, I have been waiting for him in hours, I thought. But he didn’t say hello. He always used to do that. I got a uncomfortable feeling. Think if it is a robber, what am I supposed to do? I reached for the shelf with knifes and grabbed the sharpest one whe have. I crept to the hallway to look at the door. My heart dunk so hard so you could hear it from a mile away. The door was closed, my heart started do dunk even harder. I walked closer and looked upstairs. It could be dad which came home, but why did he not say hello. He maybe was tired but that's not an explanation. My room is upstairs and I have everything from school there so if it is a robber, can I not let him take my computer from me. I walked slowly up stairs. The stair squeaked and I started to think if it is dad and how stupid I am who think that we have a robber in our house and in my room. It is dad, I thought. He just forgotten to say hello and he probably just thought that I was sleeping. •
Dad! It is you!!, I said with a high tone.
I heard something from my room fell to the floor. “Dad” did not respond on my question. I got panic and just ran into my room. And then al became black. I woke up in a chair in what I know, not my house. I was dizzy and I feel a smell of blood. I could see a man with black hear, it’s look like the man who gave me the necklace in france. And so it was •
Do you remember me Jake?, said he.
I was speechless. What was I supposed to say.
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What have you done! Where is my dad?
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The man from france sigh and started to look in a book which he had in his hands. The book looked old and apart. He started to riffle and then he just stopped. He gave the book to me and I took it with my small cold hands. The text was on a different language and the pictures was creepy, it was pictures of monsters and aliens. •
I can’t read this, it’s not english
The man was shocked and disappointed. It was like he thought that I was supposed to knew who he was. Yes, I know that he is the unknown man from France but nothing more. • mum?
Has not your dad told you anything about me, the necklace or your
• No, he has not said a shit about my mum or the stupid necklace. You can take it back, I don’t want it anymore! • NOOOO, Don’t take it of ! You can’t! There is many things that you don’t know about yourself and our family... I am your uncle Pablo. It is might seem strange but it is true. I can’t believe what he just said. He is my uncle, it doesn’t make any sense. Why have I never met him before.
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waiting you. Our legacy have a super power that is very strong and dangerous. I know that this sounds unreal but you have to believe me. The necklace I gave you is like a riot for you so are unable to use your powers. If you don’t know how to use but you use them anyway, iit would be very dangerous for yourself and others in your surrounding. •
Why do I need to believe you?
I am so scared. Where am I? • Your dad is in danger, he needs our help and I can’t rescue him without your help. I have taken one of the guys that kidnaped your dad. I heard a scream, I think it is a man but I am not sure. My uncle opened a door and walked in. He came back with a man who looked tired and terrified. •
Don't kill me please.
My uncle punched him in his face and then the man passed out faster than a second. Pablo came closer to me with quick steps.
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Take of your necklace Jake and show me some anger!
I took slowly of my necklace and gave it back to Pablo. The world became different without the necklace, I felt stronger than I ever felt before. I became smarter and quicker. It was confusing and scary but at the same time comfortable.
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• You know what you have to do. Kill him!, screamed my uncle with a high toun. I looked at the man and started to think about what Pablo just told me to do and then the man just woke up and started to walk closer to me with attached hands. I looked back at Pablo, but he wasn’t there, he was gone. I thought, I need to defend myself, now when I have superpowers can I do anything I’ve always wanted to do, save the world from danger. Pablo told me that I can do anything I want so I just thought that I want the man in front of me to die and so he did. He just fell to the floor. I walked closer and put my finger on his neck to see if he had a pulse, but he didn’t, he was dead. His face started to change, it looked unreal but it actually happened. The new face seemed familiar, ohh no. It was dad.
• You are so stupid Jake. You thought that I wanted to help you how to control your powers. I have always been jealous of you, you a have so strong powers that I can’t imagine. You have to know one more thing and that is a pretty tough one. You killed your own mother in France but you don’t remember it because I deleted your memory of that trip.
What the hell is he talking about I need to kill him I thought but somehow I carried the necklace again.
• You know that I have superpowers too, but not like yours. You can’t use your powers regardless of how much you try with the necklace on.
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thought. I started to concentrate and the necklace started to swing. Pablo looked surprised. He started to use his powers, it came fire from his hands and his hair. He took my father from me and I will not let him take my powers from me. I started to fight back but without my powers. He tried to shot at me but I managed to dodge his fireballs. He hit me with, and I fell to the floor. He walked to me and took my necklace of. He thought that I had passed out. He laid his fingers on my head. Ohh no, he is trying to taking my powers, I thought. I opened my eyes quickly, he jumped up and ran towards the other side of the room. I ran after him and punched him in his face. He fell to the floor and and looked to feel a hard pain. I did like he tried to do with me. I putted my fingers on his face and took his powers from him and then I raised up. •
You thought I was stupider than I am, I laughed.
Now I understood that I have to save the world from other danger.
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An Unexpected Hero It was our first time to travel as a family with three members. Me and my boyfriend Nate got our first child together for about a couple of month ago. Her name is Cate and she is the most beautiful little girl on this planet. I have been home with Cate since a couple of month before she was born and both of us when she was borned, otherwise we work monday to friday as a restaurant manager and Nate as an architect. Both of us was used to travel a lot in our employment so being home for so long time maked our pants itchy. Our apartment which is located in Manhattan is the last thing we want to see nowadays, we both are so tired of everything about it. We came up with the idea to go abroad and asked my friend Patricia if she wanted to come with us. She got a child with her boyfriend Mike just a couple of months earlier than me and Nate got ours. Which is very funny because we always dreamt about that when we were younger. We have known eachother since daycare and always sticked together, she’s my closest friend.
When we were teenangers we got a summer job at a zoo called The Animal Life and worked there for a whole summer. Our task was to walk around and see that everyone was satisfied with the environment and to take care of the monkeys. When families with small kids came on visit we always joked about that the monkeys would take the kids and run away from them, but they never did, which was very lucky but boring. The monkeys was our favorite animal in the zoo because they were so social and loved to climb on us. One of them was named Cimber and we got a special connection to each other, he even came when someone shouted his name. The Zoo got very criticized about how the animals lived in their cages witch made the zoo to lay down. Actually, they sent the animals to nature reserves in different parts of the world which made all the criticizers very happy. Â I lost my job and my very special friend Cimber but it was kind of worth it. 26
Our destination was thereof easy to chose for me and Patricia. When we worked at the zoo we often daydreamt about how it would be to see the animals in their natural habitats and not in the cages. The destination became South Africa and we booked in a wild safari the second day in our stay. Nate and Mike had not so much influence about it but they didn't resist. They saw how excited me and Patricia went when we talked about or memories of the zoo and our dreams to go on a safari.
Because it was our first time to travel with a child for both of us we prepared for so long, it was so much to think about. But the day came and we flew to South Africa's airport were a pickup was waiting for us. It had been a long journey but in front of our bungalow we rent together it was worth everything, so damn beautiful. The first day went by really fast, i guess it was because we were so excited for the safari we were going to the next day. We explored Nelspruit which was the city we stayed in. It wasn't very big but it had some places where you could eat a nice dinner in. Nate and Mike stayed in the pub we had dinner in to take a couple of beers while me and Patricia walked back to our bungalow to lay our kids for the night. The safari started with a morning safari which meant that we had to go up in the middle of the night. We had a little stairway to the Kruger Park where the safari would make room and we wanted to be in good time just because you never know how things end up with a small child.
The boys were so tired and we couldn’t say anything else than blame yourselves which they agreed on. The morning safari was made for you to see the night animals as lions, hyenor etc. which was very cool. The instructor of our jeep stayed right next to a little pack of lions who laid down. He telled us about the raise, background and other interesting things. Nate was the one who was most active in the group even if he was the most tired of us. He asked questions and answered the instructors questions about the animals which surprised me very much. He had never told me about his passion for animals and that he knew so much about them. 27
The morning route was interesting but not very pleasing to see. All the animal was very tired and most of them had already found a hideaway where they could sleep during the day. When we came back to the camp where all the tours start, the staff had surfaced a big breakfast where all the guests digged in to. It was so good and a perfect time for Cate and Alexa to sleep on. We walked around on the camp and ended in a place where monkeys walked around in freedome. Both of me and Patricia was in love so Nate and Mike had to take the babies for a bit. We were there for almost an hour to feed and pet the monkeys, it was an experience I late would forget. Even though the monkeys were more interested about our babies than ourselves we enjoyed the time. I talked to Patricia about how one of the monkeys looked exactly like Cimber from our zoo-job, which she agreed on. The “Cimber” monkey was very interested about me and Cate which once again gave me Cimber feels. But it wouldn’t make sense to even think the thought of that this monkey could be my monkey-friend from my teenagers.
When the next tour was about to begin Cate got very sad. She screamed and cried and Nate and I took turns to comfort her. When we got up on the Jeep and it started to roll she quitted and become happy again. This tour was meant for us to see elephants, zebras, giraffes, small animals and maybe some rhinoceros. We came to a place where the elephants were. Monkeys flew around between the trees behind the elephants and became very curious when they saw our jeep and came closer and closer to us. The instructor told us to be quiet because one of the elephants were very upset about something and if someone maked a high noise the elephant may go to attack on us. While everyone focused to take pictures of the elephants and the monkeys who now were on top of our roof everyone was trying to be as quiet as possible because of the instructors instructions. When it prevailed silent in the jeep the thing that could not happen happened. Cate started to cry again which made Alexa concerned so she started to scream. I saw the instructors face that this wasn't good. The elephant who were upset took batch and came running forward to us.
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Lay down on the floor! The instructor screamed.
Everyone became as small as they could and the second the elephants grazings reached the roof the whole jeep fell to the side. Some of the people fell out, my daughter included. Everything happened so fast. One of the people in our jeep had been trapped under the jeep and whined of pain. After the attack the elephant had run away. Nate and I started to seek for our daughter that felled out even though Nate was holding her while the attack. The bounce had made him lost his grip of her and then a second later she was gone. Some people was hurt, other helped the instructor who managed best to raise the jeep up so we could go back while Nate, Patricia , Mike and I was trying to find Cate. Alexa was unharmed but still very concerned about the incident.
It wasn’t only Cate who had disappeared, all the elephants and the monkeys were gone to. Nobody had seen her. We were overwhelmed and didn’t know what to do. We talked to the instructor but he just said that we were forced to go back to the camp and take it from there, it was still dangerous to be out here.
When we got to the camp the guide called the inside staff to help him take care of everybody. We all was conducted to go inside and when we came in Patricia started to run, away from the rest of us. She ran right out to the place we earlier had fed the monkeys and there she was. Cate low their on the ground, smiling and besides her was the Cimber look alike monkey and a girl who just were about to pick her up.
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Melissa!! I’ve found her!
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My heart beated like I had seen a ghost, but the second I saw her it came like a wave of relief. We picked her up and hugged her so tight. This was the worst thing that had ever happened to me. When we all had calmed down we went to talk to the staff and the instructor about our found. The girl who took Cate up told us about what she had seen. About a minute before our tour-group came back there had come about 10 monkeys running forward to the camp. One of them, which was the monkey who sat besides Cate when we found her had been carried a little package, which the girl later saw was a little baby. The monkey had been really careful when he laid her down and even patted her on the cheek. I asked the girl which proved to be the one who had the main responsibility for the monkeys where this monkey were from. When she answer a zoo from New York I turned around and shouted out Cimber and there he came. Straightforward to me with a big jump into my arms, I patted him on his head.
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Cimber, how would I ever thank you enough. You’re my hero.
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Hero Story • This is it, I have finally served my purpose. I am… free. I have been lonely for a while, ever since my dad banished me from our family. Since that day have I seeked a reasoning, a purpose of life. Rarely speaks with anyone which has emerged into a lonely life. My name is Lusci Starks or more known as Kain the first ever murderer on earth. My punishment is my immortality. And therefore have i been unable to attach to anyone, there's just no reason to get into deep relationships when I just end up watching them suffer and eventually die.
I were in my penthouse waiting for a good friend of mine. We were going to catch up and take some drinks at a local bar. As we walked along the sidewalk, a car suddenly pulled over and started firing on us. Of course wasn’t I affected by the shots. Although my friend got shot five times and died immediately. The car didn’t got long before it ran into a parked car. As I went over to the car the killer was still breathing. He was going to die in any second so I reacted fast screaming at him.
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Why did you shot her!?
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Don’t blame the messenger
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Who hired you!? Come on, hang in there!
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It was to late. I went home, took of my newly destroyed suit and made myself a drink as I thought for myself “Who would of done something like this.”. The next day came the cop to my place. I remember it so clearly watching her walking into my penthouse. Her blond hair just barely touching her shoulder, with her amazingly ocean blue eyes, I was stunned. I still get tickles by thinking of her. She had everything. But there was just no chance for us. As I said, my immortal thing. As she walked over to me sitting by my piano she started asking some questions. • I’m Detective Miller from LAPD, Los Angeles Police Department. Can you retell what happened last night I was still mad at the whole situation and couldn’t hold my feelings back while talking to her. • Isn’t it obvious? We were having a good time while someone pulled up out of nowhere and shot at us. She sensed my anger but kept on being professional. •
Did you walk close to each other?
• No she walked a mile in front of me while i shouted how good last weekend were. Of course we walked close to each other. •
Well why didn’t you get hurt if you were standing so close.
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Oh it’s easy, I’m immortal
She took a deep breath, she obviously didn’t believe me, why would she. • Fine. We have concluded that it was a drug job gone wrong. She had drugs in her bag and the murderer had a pretty cheap car and clothes, but a two 32
thousand dollar watch on his wrist. Probably the payment for the murder. • But wait. Detective! You can’t stop the investigation, someone hired him, he needs to be punished! •
I’ll see what I can do, Goodbye Mr. Starks
As she told me about the watch I got an idea. I went to the best known drug dealer and rapper in Los Angeles, Juan. When I arrived at the house his butler opened the door.
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Mr. Juan isn’t accepting any guests today.
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Oh, I’m not a guest, I have the drugs he ordered yesterday.
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Fine. as the butler took a step back and let me in.
Walking in the very luxury house I immediately heard loud music and laughter coming from his backyard. As I came out I shouted “Come on guys, what’s this music? You can’t be playing this kind of music in front of these wonderful women. Knowing it was his latest album they played. A perfect way to get the attention. He didn’t react positively obviously telling me to “fuck off ” while pointing a gun towards me. Of course had I nothing to be afraid of so I asked him politely. •
Why did you hire a murderer to kill Melissa?
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What? Is Melissa dead?
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he bursted out in tears but I’m not buying it. Pushing him up against the wall made him panic as I asked him again. • I swear to God I didn’t hire anyone. I loved her, sute we had our fights, I hit her once but I have never done any harm since then I promise. I thought for a moment and realised, damn it’s not him, he has no worthy motiv to kill her. While I was holding him against the wall the Detective came in with her unit screaming •
LAPD, take your hands off him Lusci!
• No worries Detective, he’s not your guy. Not behind the murder but you might want to arrest him for possession of drugs. She gave me a exhausted and almost mad look while I took off seeking my new suspect.
“If it’s not her ex boyfriend who is it?” I said to myself while taking a glass of liquor. It has to be someone with some kind of connection to her, maybe another ex boyfriend or she may have been in debt to someone I got no clue. I guess the Detective will get on to something soon so I might as well join them at the department. She wasn’t very happy to see me. I walked up to her and asked if she have gotten a new lead. I couldn’t help myself from watching at her perfectly shaped body, with this blonde curly hair, and of course the most beautiful smile I’ve ever seen. Well she usually wasn’t smiling at me but I’ve seen her smile while talking to others. I woke up by her asking me “Lusci are you listening? With no response I just told her by panic that I’m her new consultant. She shook and turned around for a 34
second, she maybe got upset by my news? It wasn’t very hard I basically paid the lieutenant to give me a two day job. We sat at her desk for a while as nothing new came up so we both headed to our homes.
While driving I couldn’t help to notice the wonderful surroundings, has it always been this beautiful out here? Everything were going well and it just got me an idea. Her ex husband how could I be so blind. I called my friend that also was a friend of him. He told me he was arranging his wedding for tomorrow. He has to be stressed about his wedding, I check on him now at nighttime, he won’t have the patience to lie while being friendly.
The lamps were on and so was the TV, I knocked carefully. As soon as he opened the door I stormed in pushing him onto the wall, •
Why would you kill Melissa!?
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I’m getting married tomorrow I don’t have time to kill someone.
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So you doesn’t want to get revenge after she left you?
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Of course were I heartbroken, but no hard feelings, definitely not a ha-
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Do you have any idea what could of caused this?
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Well, she spent most of her time at the studio when we were together.
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I see.
I drove home and went to bed. When I came to the department were the Detective already working on the case. It may have been just me but I swear her eyes glowed when she saw me. •
Godmorning Lusci
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Hello Detective, do you have a lead
I already knew the record label were involved but I wasn’t going to spill the beans, not yet. •
Yes we found out she had an ex husband, he may know something.
When we arrived had they just started the ceremony. Stacy screamed “LAPD” when he saw us he instantly recognized me as I were taking off to see the record label CEO. He was at a business trip expected to arrive tomorrow so I went back to the department waiting for the detective. When she showed up she was pretty upset. •
How could you left me like that?
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I had better things to do Detective
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Well, I need to trust you watching my back in these things Lusci.
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Oh come on detective don’t!
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I counted on you Lusci and you let me down
I was disappointed at myself as I took my papers immediately and got a paper cut. It hurt, and there was blood, it’s impossible, I can’t bleed. I felt completely ruined, how could I, it’s like she’s making me vulnerable I am powerless in her presens. I had to look it up before tomorrow's confrontation. I went to her home with a knife in my back pocket. Knocked quietly if she were to sleep. She let me in and I apologized for today's incident. •
Sorry for my irresponsibility today.
• No problem Lusci something is special with you. You are different, I feel like myself when you are around, I can lower my guard for a bit. Making me vulnerable. •
Oh detective how sweet of you.
• Come on Lusci why are you being so protective. Do you like being alone or are you feeling lonely? • Being alone can be calm at times Detective. But being lonely is terrifying, the feeling of being undesired or finding yourself at a point where you can’t see anything but sense the loneliness. Feeling a deep void, an unfillable void. Once you attach and comprehend to this feeling. This unusual and dangerous feeling for most. You will nevermore find something even close as pleasing than your own essence. I silently pulled out my knife behind my back covering the shaft in one hand and the blade with my other. as I continued to talk •
But yes detective, I guess you make me vulnerable as well.
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As I pulled the blade across my hand feeling the blood in my hand dripping towards the floor. I ran out quickly in fear wondering. Who is she?
The next day was the day of confrontation we went to the studio were the manager was recording a new song. Detective Miller said as usual “LAPD” while showing her badge. Everyone stopped doing what they were up to and listened. • Mr. Pierce we have some questions regarding the murder of Melissa McCarthy. I could recognize the sign of guilt from miles away as he started looking for something around his lap, a gun of course. Before the Detective got to say a word he pulled up his gun. We took cover behind a mix table as he started firing. He was shooting wildly across the studio without noticing the amount of bullets left. I didn’t really see what kind of pistol it was but he probably has one or two bullets left. I peeked up for a second trying to bait out another shot. As I crouched again Stacy yelled at me. •
Are you crazy?
• Detective he should only have one bullet left, and you remember my immortality? •
Stop with your stupid metaphors your life is on the line.
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Just promise me to arrest him when he’s out of bullets please.
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No, stay down Lusci
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• She was my upcoming star. Everything I did for her, gave her chance after chance just to spend it on drugs. She ruined my stable future by taking drugs and performing poorly on stage. She deserved every shot. the manager screamed waiting for a reaction.
I knew I wasn’t immortal in Stacy’s presens but this was my opportunity. I have finally found a way to die, to set me free from my curse. I loved her, that was the secret all along, finding true love, someone or something that I’m truly willing to die for. And she is the one. The one to set me free. I stood up, he shot me twice, and ran out of bullets. Stacy arrested him, and ran directly over to check on me trying to cover the blood. She was speaking but I was already fading. Finally peace in my body, for once.
This is it, I have finally served my purpose. I am… free.
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A Historical Change If this goes as I planned I will save the life of almost 3 million human beings. Time traveling has never been done before even though there has been a lot of people that have tried. No one has ever made it but I will be the first, I have to. I have spent all my savings on this experiment and calculated it for a lot of time. The lives I am trying to save are all those jews who lost their life during the second world war. Time traveling is really dangerous and as I said before it has never been done before but it is necessary for me to go back in time and save all those people. The plan I have is to assassinate Adolf Hitler before he comes to power.
I felt something tickling, It was my dog Dexter. At first I felt sleepy and wanted to go back and sleep but then i figured out that today is the day. It felt like a huge boost and I jumped out of bed and went straight to my wardrobe. I took a shower and got dressed, It felt lonely sitting there eating breakfast by myself. My wife Johanna and our son Kevin was staying at Johannas mum. The decision to tell them that I needed to be by myself this morning was not easy to make. The decision was absolutely necessary because if I had seen them i might have ignored the plan and continued my ordinary life.
After I had eaten my breakfast I drove to the garage lockup. It was there I had build my machine, the machine that would help me to go back in time and save all those human beings. It took two hours approximately to get the machine ready and to be honest i felt really nervous. Â Would i be the first in history to travel back in time or would I just be one in the crowd to fail? I thought of my wife Johanna and our son Kevin, If I die who will take care of Johanna and Kevin and provide them with what they need. I thought of it for a long time and hesitated as well but then i decided to press the button on the machine. Â 40
The pain I felt is can not be described but didn't last for long. I hit a plane of grass very hard and hit my head. I don't know for who long i laid there and recovered my strength and mind but i knew what sound that woke me up. It was a pistol shoot, in that moment i flew up from the grass and ran into the woods. I didn't knew where i was or if I had come to German in the 1900s but i kept running until i found a newspaper on the ground. The date was 1930, I had made It.
A few minutes later I found a abandoned house, In the house there was some food and clothes left. That place would be my safe house if something went wrong I thought for myself. I ate some cheese and put on an new shirt because my own really dirty and had got a few holes. At home I had been reading alot to find out where Hitler would be at this time and I had read that today he was going to be at a big meeting. I hadn't a lot of time to complete my mission because soon Hitler would come to power and start with his own plan. Â
I had a hard time to find where i was and where i was going. Germany In the 1900s was not what I had expected and totally different in the 2000s. I had brought with me quite a lot of money to make sure i could pay someone to help me locate. I went to a store and asked a lot of people if they could help me or at least I tried. My german did not held the standard level and people had a hard to understanding. I stood there for what felt like eternity but at last there was this woman who could speak english. Quite good actually and she agreed to help me locate but she didn't took the money. I insisted but she said that she would gladly help a man in need.
I went back to the abandoned house to get my stuff. I had brought a gun that i received from my dad after he passed away. I had been at the shooting range at home for one reason, when I had the chance to assassinate Hitler I would not miss. The chance of me dying when i would shoot him was really big. I figured out that 41
a man in his position would have quite a few security guards. But I was ready to die for a great cause but I never stopped thinking about who would take care of my family at home.
I meet the girl from the store and asked the way to where the meeting was going to take place. She told me that it wouldn't take me longer than twenty minutes to get there. I became thrilled and thought that this was the moment. I was going to succeed and be able to go back to my family safely. I took farewell of the girl and thanked her for the help I had gotten. At this time there was over a hundreds thoughts in my head and I remember that i couldn't stay focused.
It was much expensier living in German in a week then I thought so I had no money left therefore i stole a car. It was a old BMW for me at least because in the 2000 century BMW had developed newer. Looking back at this moment I regrets that i did not went home instead. I drove to the meeting and parked outside the building to be able to see when Adolf arrived. In the book I had read at home It stood that he would arrive at four o´clock. Exactly four a limousine arrived and parked outside and out came Hitler. The man who was going to slaughter all those human beings and never regret It.
The plan I had was simple, to knock down one of his guards and put his glasses and suit on me. I waited for him to go inside to then sneak and knock the guard waiting outside. While sneaking up on him all those thoughts which had destroyed my concentration before came to mind again. I stopped behind a car to sit down and concentrate because If not the guard will strike me down and in worse case shoot me. I saw his gun, It was a USP much older then mine but It could for sure kill me pretty easily
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him towards an alley and and switched clothes. I put his glasses on me and went in to the building. I felt the sweat draining down my neck and my hands shook so much that there was no way I was going to be able to dot him with my shoot. But there was no going back now so I continued up the stairs and went straight to the meeting room.
I now stood outside the door. My body was ready to kill him but not my conscience. It was a fight between those two. One time i raised my hand to open the door but my head told me to run. It was not planned to take such long time, the plan was to quickly assassinate him and then escape back to the safe house and plan my journey home. And at home I would be able to hold my wife and son in my arms once more. I don't know for how long I stood there but It was to long. When I finally opened the door waving my gun the room was empty. The meeting had ended and there was no one left.
I ran straight towards the exit to be able to shoot him before he left. I ran with the gun ready to shoot him down but the moment I came out I saw the car drive away. I was to late, I had failed. This was the moment where I was supposed to assassinate him and in a way save the world from a massacre. There was nothing left for me here so I went to my safehouse to ready the machine to go back home but when i entered the machine was destroyed. It must had been some kids who destroyed it. Â The only thing that could take me back home was gone. Who was gonna take care of Kevin and my wife Johanna now? That's how it all went down but I hope whoever who reads this can make it. I have written the equation to get the time machine to work at the end of the papers so that you or someone else can do what I failed to do. x^37+b+c^3+3,14-37 Kw=3729^42
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