" more than anything, she wanted to be indestructible.
but not just indestructible on the outside, oh no,
she wanted to be bulletproof. nothing would hurt her,
nothing could fracture her heart.
she'd felt pain before and she hated it so much she...
"Wanting revenge is like drinking poison and expecting the other person to die: you're only hurting yourself." - Unknown
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[Desirae]
THE DOORS OPENED, revealing a very high tech lair. Of course, my view of it was upside down because I was lying upside down on the dirty flooring of the elevator which so rudely cut me off mid-sentence.
Ray walked forward, putting his foot in the doorway so that I didn't get shut in. I scrambled onto my knees, trying to stand up, but instead fell forward, face-planting into the flooring of the lair.
So much for my bad-girl attitude.
"Look, Des-"
"Don't look at me." I hissed as I stood up, brushing myself off to get a better look at the place. It could be confused as an extremely high tech lounge area, but I could sense that it was his lair.
"By the way, what's your superhero name?" I asked him, running my hand along a couch.
He looked over at me in shock. "Captain Man! Only the most well-known superhero in the universe, might I add." He practically shrieked, reminding me a of a girl who just broke her nail.
"New to this town, remember?" I asked him. He nodded.
"Oh, I also have a sidekick. Kid Danger. He's around your age, maybe a year older." I nodded, pretending that I was interested. No, I'm not interested in a wanna-be version of Captain Man, who I have never even known about until today.
"Uh-huh, that's nice," I said, quickly turning on my heel to face him, "let's cut to the chase. I want in."
"In?" He asked in a shrill voice, pretending he didn't know what I meant.
"In. I want to be your new sidekick."
It was true. I was pretty interested in all of this, and it was about time that I started practicing my self defense skills. Might as well use them for something. "B-but, Des, you're technically my niece, I don't think that my sister would appreciate me-"
"She doesn't have to know. Kid Danger's parents don't know about him being a superhero do they?" I asked. He shook his head no.
"But you don't know how much it takes. You have to have been through martial arts, gymnastics, karate-"
"Gymnastics. Two years, three weeks, four days. Karate. Black belt, five years, six weeks, four days-"
"Okay," Ray cried in defeat, "okay. I get it, you already have what it takes."
"And you kind of have to," I said, swinging my phone in front of my face, "and wouldn't it be kind of... Oh, I don't know... Irresponsible to let a 15 year old girl loose with such precious information like this?"
