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I absolutely love superheroes. They open up a whole range of possibilities and imagination. I also used to wish I could have some sort of superpower. Not that I wanted to be a superhero, I just thought it would be cool.
That's why I decided to write a hero/villain story. So, let me introduce SWAYED (hey, another S word) which is set in a world overrun by heroes and villains. My 2 MC's are a part of that unfortunate crowd and have to decide whether to become the hero or villain of the story. This first chapter is from Jett. Take a guess at which side he chooses.
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Since when did the Wicked Witch of the West decide to take over the world? That's the first thing that popped into my mind when a flying monkey robot busted through the classroom window. Oh well, it meant missing the rest of Maths. I could live with that.
The class erupted into chaos, most of the students rushing toward the window to gawk at the action taking place outside.
"Come on, everyone," Mr. Willis said from the front of the room. The beads of sweat clinging to the thin strands of chestnut coloured hair made his bald patch glisten beneath the lights of the room even though the mop of brown hair tried to cover it up. "Just like we've practiced."
I turned my gaze away from him and stared at the fight occurring outside. An idiot with a bulky frame that bulged out of a red, skin tight Lycra suit with a big white "CS" smeared across the front. His legs looked like stubby white fish crammed into sausage casings. How in the hell did he fit into those tights? A gawky red mask covered his eyes, making his blond hair stick up in protest. He fended off the constant stream of attacking monkeys while a floating TV displayed a chuckling freak disguised as Ned Kelly with a metal helmet that covered his entire head, leaving only a slot where his eyes peered through.
"Jethro," Mr. Willis' voice snapped me out of my daze. "Jethro Matthews."
I turned my attention even though it's way more interesting watching what's happening outside. A vein bulged in Mr. Willis' forehead as he stood in the door, hands on hips. Everyone else had already evacuated.
"We need to go…" He was cut off by the whistling of an object zooming toward the room. His eyes stared out the window. He looked like a marble statue with how white his face had turned.
I ducked just as a large, utterly out of control figure crashed through the window, sending shards of glass flying in every direction. Jumping behind a desk, I shielded myself from most of the onslaught. He zoomed over me, barely missing my head, and collided with the wall on the other side and crumpled into a lumpy ball.
I looked over at the doorway. Mr Willis was no longer there. Too bad for making sure all students were safe before evacuating.
“Stand aside, citizen.” The hero jumped to his feet, sticking out his chest and placing his hands on his hips. “Captain Supremo has the situation well under control. There is no need to fear.”
"What are you talking about?" I screamed. "You were the one to put me in danger."
These heroes thought that they could crash through any building and still get their asses kissed because they are supposed to be the good guys. That was how this worked, ever since the epidemic started. That's what the reporters called it. No one knew what had given so many people superpowers, but at the moment there were over six heroes in operation, as well as their nemesis', and that's just in this suburb. But, it all started here and that's why the town officially changed it's name to Centralnova. There were too many of them out there, and the thought of the heroes brought a bit of bile up my throat.
Captain Supremo walked past me and back to the busted window, flicking his white cape over his shoulder. “All part of the job, citizen.”
"Don't you even care?"
Captain Supremo just continued walking.
Fed up, I looked around and grabbed the first thing I could lift. Gripping my hands around the legs of a plastic chair, I swung it at the hero and it slammed into his back before he even realised what I was doing.
Stumbling forward, he dropped to his knees. For good measure, I hit him a few more times - maybe six or seven - until his unmoving body curled up on the ground. KO.
I looked up to where the flock of monkeys remained stationary, floating in mid air. Their gazes darted between me and the unconscious hero.
Maniacal laughter boomed around the area. The floating LCD screen entered the room through the gaping hole. The Ned Kelly impersonator sat behind a desk, stroking a monkey robot. He looked like a corny movie villain..
“Well, well, it looks like my evil monkeys have defeated you,” he said.
If it wasn't bad enough to be nearly killed by a hero, I wasn't going to stand by and let any villain take credit for my work. Using all of my strength, I tossed the chair at the screen. It shattered the picture with a shower of sparks.
In a chaotic flurry, the monkeys turned and started away before the monitor dropped to the ground.
The class erupted into chaos, most of the students rushing toward the window to gawk at the action taking place outside.
"Come on, everyone," Mr. Willis said from the front of the room. The beads of sweat clinging to the thin strands of chestnut coloured hair made his bald patch glisten beneath the lights of the room even though the mop of brown hair tried to cover it up. "Just like we've practiced."
I turned my gaze away from him and stared at the fight occurring outside. An idiot with a bulky frame that bulged out of a red, skin tight Lycra suit with a big white "CS" smeared across the front. His legs looked like stubby white fish crammed into sausage casings. How in the hell did he fit into those tights? A gawky red mask covered his eyes, making his blond hair stick up in protest. He fended off the constant stream of attacking monkeys while a floating TV displayed a chuckling freak disguised as Ned Kelly with a metal helmet that covered his entire head, leaving only a slot where his eyes peered through.
"Jethro," Mr. Willis' voice snapped me out of my daze. "Jethro Matthews."
I turned my attention even though it's way more interesting watching what's happening outside. A vein bulged in Mr. Willis' forehead as he stood in the door, hands on hips. Everyone else had already evacuated.
"We need to go…" He was cut off by the whistling of an object zooming toward the room. His eyes stared out the window. He looked like a marble statue with how white his face had turned.
I ducked just as a large, utterly out of control figure crashed through the window, sending shards of glass flying in every direction. Jumping behind a desk, I shielded myself from most of the onslaught. He zoomed over me, barely missing my head, and collided with the wall on the other side and crumpled into a lumpy ball.
I looked over at the doorway. Mr Willis was no longer there. Too bad for making sure all students were safe before evacuating.
“Stand aside, citizen.” The hero jumped to his feet, sticking out his chest and placing his hands on his hips. “Captain Supremo has the situation well under control. There is no need to fear.”
"What are you talking about?" I screamed. "You were the one to put me in danger."
These heroes thought that they could crash through any building and still get their asses kissed because they are supposed to be the good guys. That was how this worked, ever since the epidemic started. That's what the reporters called it. No one knew what had given so many people superpowers, but at the moment there were over six heroes in operation, as well as their nemesis', and that's just in this suburb. But, it all started here and that's why the town officially changed it's name to Centralnova. There were too many of them out there, and the thought of the heroes brought a bit of bile up my throat.
Captain Supremo walked past me and back to the busted window, flicking his white cape over his shoulder. “All part of the job, citizen.”
"Don't you even care?"
Captain Supremo just continued walking.
Fed up, I looked around and grabbed the first thing I could lift. Gripping my hands around the legs of a plastic chair, I swung it at the hero and it slammed into his back before he even realised what I was doing.
Stumbling forward, he dropped to his knees. For good measure, I hit him a few more times - maybe six or seven - until his unmoving body curled up on the ground. KO.
I looked up to where the flock of monkeys remained stationary, floating in mid air. Their gazes darted between me and the unconscious hero.
Maniacal laughter boomed around the area. The floating LCD screen entered the room through the gaping hole. The Ned Kelly impersonator sat behind a desk, stroking a monkey robot. He looked like a corny movie villain..
“Well, well, it looks like my evil monkeys have defeated you,” he said.
If it wasn't bad enough to be nearly killed by a hero, I wasn't going to stand by and let any villain take credit for my work. Using all of my strength, I tossed the chair at the screen. It shattered the picture with a shower of sparks.
In a chaotic flurry, the monkeys turned and started away before the monitor dropped to the ground.
So, if you had any power what would it be?
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5 comments:
This is great!
Hmmm, if I were a superhero...I'd write the perfect book in one sitting, LOL! ;)
Great post.
I have no idea what superpower I would want to have. It's fun making up powers for novel characters, though. I like my mutant series because I have to figure out abilities for the different characters.
Wow...I am not sure which side Jett will choose.
As for what power I would choose...hm. I would like to be able to change the weather. It has snowed so much this April and we rarely get snow by this late in the season!
That was cute. I totally visualized the whole scene. What kind of hero, I'd be one to save this country from tyranny.
I never know quite how to answer that question, and I imagine the superpower I'd want would change every day, but today I'll wish I had mental telepathy powers.
Great scene! Fast paced and intriguing, for sure.
Good luck with the rest of the A to Z challenge!
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