Light Bringer rebooted

STORY ONE. Lightbringer and the spider king

When most people think light, they think god, or the heavens. Most people don’t think me. But here I am. Lightbringer.

My real name however is K’eon, K’eon Gramhold. Though most people just call me K. They hate my name, to hard to pronounce or something. To rooted to Africa some say. To black other’s will remark. I like it though, it keeps me connected with what’s important in life. My culture, my family, me. So I like it anyways, even if others hate it. I am the hero of the city you are residing in. I am lightbringer, superhero. First ever superhero. Most people wonder where the first guy appeared. Well  I can tell you.

There was a virus long ago. They were looking for a cure. They needed test subjects. They needed people to test it on. So I volunteered. Ya best idea ever. When most people think super heros they think Brooding, rich boys. I’m not like that. I might be a little dramatic, but I don’t brood. I’m the luckiest guy alive! I’m the world’s first super hero, how awesome is that!? I get to save people, have powers, if  anyone thinks that’s troubling, then they don’t know crap.

That’s right my powers. They’re a bit all over the place. I can manipulate light. Which means I can also manipulate electricity, create illusions, change colors even. I can do a lot of things with my abilities, another reason why I’m a bit lucky to have them.

However not everyone thinks so. Many people especially the police fear my to be a menice. I don’t know if it’s cus of my race or what, but they hate me, fear me unstable. Fear me a thug. Feel me to be a felon. So technically I’m more then the world’s first super hero, I’m the world’s first visual anti.

“help” “help” he called. I used my powers to push away the ground from beneath me. I flew towards him. I took my hand held it in concentration  and beat the guy attacking him. I got a good look at the robbers face.  Snake tattoo. Scars multiple. White. Figures, a guy with so many…features would be robbing a poor guy. I shot my electricity at him and he collapsed. I don’t do the whole  “killing” thing like other “heroes” would or will. I mean a while ago my parents were murdered. And if I had been there with my powers, if they had known, I could have saved them. So no I don’t do the whole “killing” thing because of the good I can cause within there memory.

I realize that’s a little dark especially for the book your reading, but in all honesty, it’s truth of my life. And in real life there aren’t always happy endings.  I got up but before I could ask the guy whom I’d saved his name, he ran away.

I went to school the next morning. I’m in the journalism club. I heard our “leader” speak.

“okay anyone got news on the light?”

“the what?” my friend Kala asked.

“that’s my name for him”

“name for who?” she asked once more.

“the guy saving people, the superhero.”

“how about light bringer?” I asked as nonchalantly as this story can get.

“no to silly”

“your silly” I mumbled.

Finally journalism was excused and I made my way out of te afterschool club. I was flying over the town, which takes a lot of concentration, believe me. It was by a gang. They were rough housing down town. Near a brick shop I believe. I flew towards it. I attacked the gang, battling one another.  One threw a direct punch at me, I quickly cought his hand and pushed it to the side using my light. I gave him a fist full of powing..really adam your going with powing? Okay you’re the author...Oh almost forgot. I know I’m not real. I know I’m a character in a crappy book not worth reading. I know this. It’s not time in the story to reveal how yet but it will all come in the wattpad edition ;)