Katie Hellion is pretty famous on Instagram. She's goes by the username @superspotlight. She's known for catching amazing pictures of superheroes. Which is not the big of a deal, right? Once someone sees a superhero, they usually take out their phones and take loads of pictures. So, why is she so popular? Well, she's always the first one to take the picture. When there's crowds of people, she's first to take a picture of the hero. When the villain is somewhere no civilian should be, she's there taking her picture. She's always there. People always wonder how she's the first one there. Her fans have asked. She's never answered. People have tried to beat her to it but she's always there first. Is it magic? Does she have superpowers or advanced technology? No one knows.
April 27th, 2017 (idk what year Spider: Homecoming takes place, for now I'm saying 2017 but if it's something different then April 27th whatever year it is)
"Are you in?" I hear Daniel say through my ear piece. "Yeah." I say, quietly. I'm in Washington D.C at the Triskelion, one of S.H.I.E.L.D.S. headquarters. I'm hiding behind some machine, watching this guy trying to hack into to some sort of file. I think he beat up the security guards and broke the security cameras, which only made it easier for me to get in. It's late at night, that's why no one is here except me and this hacker and hopefully Iron Man soon or at least some superhero. I noticed Iron Man been stoping most of the criminals now a days. Well him and the spider kid from YouTube, I've been meaning to get a picture of him. I haven't seen Captain America stop a criminal in months, heck I haven't even seen the Avengers all together in awhile. The last picture I got of them was when they were fighting each other. Suddenly I hear some sort of machine landing. "Finally." Daniels says, with relief. "How long does it take to fly from New York to Washington D.C with a machine that can probably go 100 miles an hour?" I whisper to myself and I guess to Daniel. "A long ass time, I'll tell you that." He says, answering my stupid question. I grab my camera and take a look to see if it is actually Iron Man, still hiding behind the machine. I sigh when I see who it is. "It's the other one."I whisper to Daniel. "Seriously?! We wasted all this time to see the black and white Iron Man!" Daniel says, irritated. "Hey, don't be rude. It's better then the police showing up and we get no picture at all." I whisper, trying to reassure him. "Whatever." He says, still upset. War Machine, I think that's what people call him, tried to talk the guy out of going through the files and stuff. Saying how he just wants to go home and he doesn't want to hurt him. Blah blah blah. I couldn't care less, it's 2am and I want my damn picture. So, me being tired and stupid, I take the picture without checking my camera. And just my luck when I take the picture, the flash on my camera goes off. "Fuck." I whisper. "Oh no, what happened?" Daniel says, with concern. War Machine looks away and I immediately stand still hidden behind the machine. "Who's there?" War Machine says, looking my way. I hear a shot go off. I take a look and War Machine just shot a net at the hacker, since he was trying to escape. Don't find me. Don't see me. Don't-shit I hear footsteps my way. "Show yourself and no one gets hurt." Ya know, I should of showed myself but instead I ran. I ran to the door and I tripped over the net. "Shit!" I yelled, before I hit the floor. "Katie! What's going on?!" Daniel yells in my ear. "Who are you and what are you doing here?!" War Machine yells at me. I get up quickly and raise my hands like I'm surrendering. "My Name is Katie Elizabeth Hellion! And I take pictures of superheroes! I came here to take a picture of Iron Man but since your here I took a picture of you!" I yell, nervously. I probably rambled on my words. "Well, your both trespassing on government property, so I'm calling the police." War Machine said, calmly. "No, I can't go back to jail!" I yelled. War Machine looked at me with a skeptical look. "I mean I've been arrested for trespassing before. My mom bailed me out, I've never killed, rob, or hurt anyone." I say, nervous as all hell. "Oh lord." Daniel says in my ear. "Well, your going back." War Machine says to me. Seriously?! This dude can't cut me some slack, I'm not the one who was hacking here. "Oh, come on don't be a dick." I say, irritated. "Excuse me?" War Machine says, in a stern tone. "Sorry! I mean cut me some slack. Please!" I plead. I'm on the verge of getting on my knees. "The cops have already been called." War Machine says, without even looking at me. "We're screwed. Actually, your screwed." Daniel says, before he hanged up. "Daniel!" I yell. War Machine looks at me confused and concern. Then he says, "Are you okay?" "Um yeah, um what would happen if I ran?" I ask. "More time in jail." He answers. Then, I hear the sirens. "Please...." I say. He puts a hand on my shoulder and says "You'll be fine, kid." Wow, thanks. Right there, the cops come in and back to jail I go.
April 28th 2017 (or whatever year)
I lay on my jail bed, starring at the ceiling when an officer comes and opens my cell. "Your being bailed out again by your mother." She says to me. "You need to stop coming here." "Aw, I thought you missed me Officer Rose." I say, standing up. She opens the cell door and says "Get out." I smiled and walk out of the ceil to face my mother. "Hey mom." I say, waving to her. She looks like she's about to rip my head off. "Don't Hey mom me." She says with a stern tone. "What? I can't say hi to my mom?" I say with sarcasm. "To. The. Car." She says pointing at the door. "Fine, fine." I say, walking to the door. We leave the police station and enter the car. She starts the car without saying anything. But once she pulls out of the driveway and we're on the road, she starts. "I told you to cut this photography crap." She's says. "How many times am I going to tell you, it's what I love and I'll keep doing it until I die." I say. Most of it was true minus the die part. Well, you never know. "Ugh, why can't you be like other girls." My mom says with frustration. Back at it again with the stereotypes. "I'm different mom." I say, with no emotion. I'm tired of her bullshit. "Just because you know some shitty magic to predict where criminals are doesn't make you different!" She yells at me. I ignore her. "Your shitty magic killed your brother!" She yells. "Alright, I'm done." I say and unbuckle my seat. "What are you doing?!" She yells. "Pull over." I say. "No!" She yells. "Then, I, getting out now." I say, about to open the door. "Fine!" She pulls over. "Get out of my car, demon." She's yells to me. I get out of the car and walk to the sidewalk. She drives away. Her words hurt, yeah but I could not care less about what she has to say. I mean some of it is not wrong.
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I hate this and I have no idea why I won the contest but whatever
