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first chapter... here we go!

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Ahh, New York when you're in flight in the night time. All the lights shining, you can't hear the sounds of people yelling because of the horrendous traffic, no car horns or alarms, it's almost... peaceful.

Or, you know, it would be if I wasn't in the process of fighting a giant monster thing. Who just- oh s**t oh s**t! He just freaking tore the top of a building off! DODGE DODGE DODGE! The mask is hot, and I'm sure when I take it off at home the skin will be moist. That's what I'm thinking about? Get a grip, Ryan!

I don't have super-powers, or at least, that's not how I think of them. I'm incredibly strong, fast and smart, and that's it. But at a certain point, my super smartness turned into being able to control things with my mind. Eh. No biggie. With my mind, I grab the top of the skyscraper and hurl it at the monster, who is too big and clumsy to dodge, and as soon as the building comes in contact with the beast, it turns to a cloud of ash and rains down on the city.

From my relaxed seat on the roof of a building, I wave to a cop in a helicopter who gives me the finger. They hate me, because instead of calling 911 now, I'm called.

Another thing, I can hear my name from across the city, and if I want to listen, I can hear anything from across the city.

But say you're bound and gagged, and you have no way of saying it, well then just think it, and ta da! Guardian is at your service.

I do a back flip off the side of the building, and grab onto a clothesline, and swing away. Man the suit gives me a wedgie, well, it's not like I haven't received a wedgie before. But that was long before I turned sixteen and accidentally ripped my door off it's hinges. I had to fix it before my mom saw, and that's when I discovered my smartness.

I had always gotten A's in school, what do you think the wedgies were for? But that was different, it was like, in an instant, I knew how to fix my door. And then I did it in all of one second, and I discovered my speed. But it wasn't until gym class that day that I discovered the telekinesis. Luckily, with my new found geniusness, I realized I should put my hand on it, otherwise people would suspect, and it was like no one had noticed that I hadn't actually caught the ball, that it stopped before my hand reached it, and so I was safe.

And then crap started happening, it was like, I got all this awesomeness, and now I had to use it. First it was like burglaries and muggings. Then kidnappers and bomb threats. And then other crazy guys in tights (I mean, any guy who wears tights is insane, myself included) started running rampant around the city, and I stopped them. And then I acquired two fan bases: the screaming girls who, even after they were saved, still screamed, and then the fan base of people/ things that wanted to kill me. Honestly, I like the first one better.

I'm not exactly the ladies' man at school. Did I just say ladies' man? God, I'm turning into my grandpa. But, anyway, you can't just rid your reputation of the nerd by becoming a super hero, especially because no one knows who you are. I suppose if I were to admit to being Guardian, I'd have a lot more female attention when I looked like my normal self, no such luck.

I get home and out of the suit just in time for my mom to barge in.

“He's done it again! We'd be better off without that darn Guardian. Let the police handle it! Your poor father is stressed out of his mind.”

“Mom! I was sleeping!” I whine, “I have a big test tomorrow, tell me what happened in the morning.”

“Sorry honey.” She smiles and comes in, kissing my cheek. “You're awfully sweaty.” She remarks. Told you.

“Yeah, bad dream.” I say, rolling my eyes, knowing she can't see. She leaves my room and closes the door. Another thing, the guy who shot me the bird? My dad. Or, who I thought was my dad. And mother dearest who just barged in, might not even be my mom.

I found a picture the other day, in a burning apartment building. The apartment obviously hadn't been lived in for a long time, none of the building had, it had burned of natural causes, but I thought I heard something, so I checked it out. There actually was a homeless man in there, and after I saved him, something caught my eye.

It was a picture. And it was me, from when I was two, I've seen a lot of pictures of little me, so it was easy to identify. The picture was dusty and old, worn. And the man and woman holding both of my hands weren't my mom and dad. The ink was faded and yellowed, but there was no mistaking what I saw. They weren't my parents, or who I thought were my parents.

The woman in the picture, if she actually is my mom, explains where my dark hair comes from. And the man's eyes are mine, the same shade of green I've been told has never been seen before. Like peridot, my birthstone, as my mom told me, she's always loved gems and ancient theories on them.

It was also used to purify the mind and body. I suppose if you twist that a bit, it sounds sort of like super strength and geniusness. It was said in some unknown ancient civilization, that dreams about peridot meant impending danger.

So, because of my abilities, did I attract the dangers to New York? Is it all my fault?

Author's Note

reviews please! What do you think of it so far?

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

A very good start to the story. I like the character in the story. He had good thoughts and can see life with good vision. I like the location and the situation. You have my attention. I wanted to read more. A excellent opening chapter.
Coyote

[janiksxxl]

I love the character, his situation You have described and the questions/ feelings with he is being introduced to me. And grandpa joke was hilarious. You are free not to read some a bit more disturbing things I kind of run into mentioned lower.
When your protagonist aimlessly crashed top of the skyscraper on monster by taking random building and “de-topping” it with everything living and not living still in there and without any interest in what the parts left over after smashing in to monster would hit, it sounded more like aimless evil monsters with only one deep urging need to destroy the enemy action, not super heroes who is supposed to protect those weaker ones.
Described situation felt too peaceful for a place where huge monster (I assume if you need a whole sky scraper top to eliminate it) is demolishing the city, or it's like everyday thing no one really cares about anymore...
The whole finding out about your own powers thing felt a bit cheesy and the “had to use it” wasn't really too self explanatory – is there such law or what? Well no one really know that you have these skills, so sleep tight and don't bother about cruel world and 20 floors high godzilla looking in on you from outside the window and thinking about yummy food...
“...ink was faded and yellowed...same shade of green”- I felt like “really...what...faded and yellowed...shades...green...huh?” How can you distinguish shades of green in such a photo...oh well.
Real/wrong parent thing felt messed up a bit. First, oh, these probably aren't real parents he lives with...comes the explanatory part and...wait..again you say not real parents...aaah...you just said that You will talk about real parents and now you say not real (not the ones protagonist was thinking are his parents).
In short words I love this “work of literature” in spite of me being not too interested in these kinds of superheroes (well mostly because of being able to associate with protagonist because it's not some old uncle who is beating up the bad guys) it kept me to continue further. Overall it's really good if you just read not thinking about strange things,as when you sleep and dream.

[Odayin]

Well done, nice start. Has potential

[Sylvana]

I like the twist you gave, how because he has powers, he may just be attracting the danger. A good beginning, the superhero already has a lot of personality. I will be reading more!

Did you say you wrote this because you saw the new Spiderman? Have you seen the Avengers yet?

[Sophie]

I haven't seen the Avengers, but Spiderman was sooo good

[Sylvana]

I've been wanting to see Spiderman. But really, you should watch the Avengers. I've been obsessed with it lately, and I never cared much for superhero movies until then. xD

[Sophie]

Same with Spiderman haha
really, the only reason I wanted to see it was because the actor was hot, but the movie is actually really good XD

[Sylvana]

And for that same reason is why I watched the Avengers. xD Well, I will be watching Spiderman then :D

[Sophie]

It's soo good, so funny too, the whole theater was dying