Chapter 2: Chapter 2: Wait... What’s Her Name Again?
Damn! I'm not only mesmerizingly handsome, but also outstandingly talented!
I examine the sexy two digit number on my shitty iPhone, eyes glued to the screen.
Yeah, don't really wanna brag, but I'm basically famous now. I'm practically a superstar who could have gone for either modeling or being novelist and would still succeed easily in both careers!
I mean, what can I say? Some are just born gifted.
I laugh maniacally at the one piece of six pack I possess... until my mom barges into my room and starts smacking me with some traditional slippers.
I'm telling you, it hurts, even if you have superpowers.
Slippers are dangerous weapons. Very, very painful.
By the way, if you haven't caught it yet, even though I pointed it out pretty clearly in my previous chapter...
I begin to type on my phone screen, constantly smashing the same delete button because the alphabets keep deciding to go rogue. By then, I have already escaped my mother's devilish grasps.
Please don't tell my mom I called her a devil. If you are hacker out there, forgive me and spare my life. I don't want to get beat up by dirty slippers again.
So anyway, I efficiently transported myself from Egypt to my comfy room within seconds. And after a good night rest, I'm lying on my wonderful blue bed, relaxingly playing my phone despite the fact that I killed scrotum face dude a night ago.
And so... the big reveal... drum rolls please...
Yup. My superpower is teleportation!
Ta- da!
Magic!
You may say that this is arguably one of the best superpower one can obtain...
But you're wrong! Absolutely wrong!
Have you ever just had an innocent thought about taking a nice swim in the ocean and in the next second thrown in raging waters with merciless waves that are stronger than my ego?!
I'm sure that you're answer would be 'Negative!'
Have you ever just had an innocent thought about climbing to the top of the Eiffel Tower to capture the scenic city view of Paris, the city of romance, and the next thing you know is that your poor assh*le is nearly penetrated by a 𝐆𝐈𝐆𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐂 pointy metal?
Yeah, the hole that is used to excrete waste of mine is safe and sound. Thank god. But oh boy, I can still feel a vomiting hollow sensation roaming in me.
And have you ever...
Sorry, I got caught in the flow.
Nope, I've never had any other accidents other than the time when I 'accidentally' teleported into a women's locker room. It was truly an 'accident'. If you are one of the victims... please ignore the single quotation marks. They keep appearing for goodness sake.
If almost dying twice doesn't raise awareness and stimulate me to learn and master this ability, then I'd be counted as an idiot, which to clarify, I'm not.
I really want to join the Justice League. It's my dream. It's everyone's dream!
But I am lucky to have an advantage. I have awesome superpowers.
I first developed teleportation at the age of 12, about the same age as my 13 year old little brother. The orientation of it was of course pretty random and caused quite some trouble before.
I'm not telling you any further specifications though. It's better to maintain anonymity.
Yet I also carry a flaw that will conflict between the Justice League and I.
Have you ever seen a teenage superhero plunge a bloody weapon into his enemy? I doubt it. Except for a version called 'Injustice'. Haven't read it but I hear that Superman tore Joker's heart out.
I glance up at the Superman poster hanging on my wall. He always has a goody two shoes smile, which I quite envy. His white teeth shone as brightly as usual, creating some synchronization with his famous, bright red underwear.
I hung this poster when I was young. Now he wears a duller one, which actually looks cooler.
"Time to eat Ethan! School's starting soon so don't be late! Mondays are 10 minutes earlier than normal!" My mom calls me from downstairs, signaling my favorite part of the day.
I run downstairs faster than lightning, rolling into the living room where bacon and eggs were waiting for me to devour.
Of course, not without coconut juice!
Yeah. I like coconut juice. Don't judge, but I feel like it's a massive upgrade of water.
Saving space for a quick desert, a simple excuse allowed me to leave the kitchen and into the toilet.
Three——
I whisper in my head, my mind flipping through locations of where they serve the best products.
Two——
My mind temporarily flashes to a specific dark alley, frozen at that scene.
One——
I feel a cool gush pumping up my brain, cleaning any sign of worry or stress I have built up today. It's like I'm melting smoothly from solid state, into less compact liquid state, and lastly evaporating into gaseous state. A state of freedom.
The heavenly sensation drives me to a state of ecstasy and I close my eyes to experience it better.
When I open them up and see the world again, my eyes adjust almost instantly to the dim brightness around me.
I have landed in the country of tropical fruits.
Turning front, back and up to check for any witness, I step out of the territorial line of sunlight and shadow.
"Same as usual. Salamat sir!" I maneuver between the gaps of sweaty people in the busy morning street markets, arriving at my desired destination as I give out my usual order, passing the preprepared pesos into the stall owner's palm and receiving the godly fruit in return.
Coconuts! Certainly the king of fruits. Mangoes are runner ups. Sorry mangoes, better luck next time.
I retreat back into my 'secret hideout', sipping chilly coconut juice and taking my own sweet time because I know that I'll never be late for school.
Suddenly, an acute, sonic scream entered my ear.
I strangely receive the noise earlier than any other bystanders, probably due to my handsomeness. So I poke my head out of the corner of the alley, looking towards where commotions are starting.
Then, a faraway concrete wall collapsed. Then again. Then again.
One by one, closer and closer, louder and louder, destruction dart at neither the sweaty, morbidly obese man who is picking his nose and sneakily disposing slime underneath a bench, nor that stray dog who is happily sniffing an unidentifiable brown substance, but instead, out of any potential candidate, it targets me, an innocent boy who is sipping delicious coconut.
Maybe this thing is trying to steal my share of coconut? I quickly react, not wanting to drag myself into danger, or drag the attentions of bystanders to me.
If someone spots me doing satan teleportation crap, it won't be easy to flee in plain sight or defend myself.
Instantly teleporting a few meter into the deeper and safer district of the alley, I blend into the shadow and silently spectate as a hunk of flesh bulldoze through the concrete wall where I was just standing beside of.
The enormous beast shakes its head, sitting back up to regain posture.
Another high pitch screech fill my eardrums. This time, it's visible.
At the other end of the alley that leads to sunlight, I see translucent ripples channeling and concentrating onto the beast.
The beast howls in pain as it flies off once again to contribute to more property destruction.
Click~
Click~
Click~
An incessant, alluring tap echoed in the lonely valley, rousing my senses. For the first time in forever, I toss away my coconut juice. It's mostly because I've emptied it already but the clicks are honestly strumming musical strings in my heart.
And there I witness.
Black high heels with long beautiful legs; skin tight suit against a voluptuous figure; healthy blonde hair and gorgeous features.
What stands out the most, is the uniquely perfect cherry lips on her flawless delicate skin.
My jaw dropped.
I... I have seen many interviews of female superheroes on the internet.
However, I think that that's the first female hero I've seen face to face!
She's even prettier than I could ever imagine!
I wipe off the invisible drool on my cheek.
Who is she?
Well, her name is...
Wait... what's her name again?
CREATORS' THOUGHTS 
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bacon_bacon Don’t worry. Of course I remember her name! It’s all for dramatic effect. Trust me.
Who do you think she it? I hope you guess it correct becuz I do not know... how it’d be possible to not know her name! Have a good day!
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