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Hero's Son - Chapter 16"Mom, I have these powers for a reason." I pleaded.
"No, no. End of discussion." It was the fourth time we'd had the same fight in the twenty-four hours since my powers manifested. "You might have superpowers but you are still my son and I'm the parent in this house. You will go to school, forget about your powers and live a normal life."
"End of discussion."
"End of discussion!"
"Fine!" I stomped into my bedroom and slammed the door. It cracked in half and crashed off its hinges. I'd have to learn to be more careful with my super strength.
Mom called the police and reported her car stolen. Some officers came over, ques
Hero's Son - Chapter 15The flight home was unceremonious to say the least. Carrying Franklin was easy, he felt light as a feather. Now the art of flying, that is a different story altogether. It's kind of like learning how to swim, but harder. You use muscles you never knew you had, and learn balance in an entirely new way.
"Tree! Tree! Owwwww!" Franklin whined.
"Watch the shingles-" scrape "ouch!"
Light post, look out- damn!"
We slid to a stop in my backyard, two lanky teens rolling in the dusty grass. I started brushing grass stains from my jeans when I noticed how messed up my clothes were. Pants torn, stained with dirt, t-shirt tattered and riddled with hol
Hero's Son - Chapter 14My shoulder met Arcblade's chest. The blue sword fizzled harmlessly as I rammed him into a nearby oak. Adrenaline surged though my body; I swung a wild fist at his chest, a rib snapped as I connected.
He howled in agony. My left hand shot out and my fingers tensed around his slender neck. My right hand balled into a fist and I punched him in the side of the head. His jawbone cracked as it tore through his pale skin. Green eyes rolled into the back of his head and his body went limp. I reeled my fist back to strike again.
Something stopped me suddenly. I stood, panting, holding Arcblade unconscious and bleeding. Looking over his twisted form
Hero's Son - Chapter 13Franklin rose to his feet. "Don't think I'll make it easy!" In true Franklin fashion he charged Arcblade.
"Aw, hell." I jumped up and followed after, grabbing a twisted hunk of metal from the remains of mom's car. Franklin punched at the madman, who side stepped and easily backhanded Franklin in the face. Arcblade followed with a spin kick which knocked Franklin to the pavement.
I swung the hunk of metal wildly at Arcblade's head. He parried effortlessly and cut the twisted hunk of metal in two. He spun with practiced grace and punched me in the nose. I reeled, my vision flashed black as tears of pain filled my eyes.
He could have killed u
Hero's Son - Chapter 12Franklin and I got into mom's car so we could be alone. He talked while I drove and listened. Mr. Wagner's "accident" was taking its toll. He was drinking a lot and some days just locked himself in his workshop all day. When he was around he spent his time yelling at Mrs. Wagner and berating Franklin.
The worst was when Mr. Wagner and Franklin were alone. "He just stares into space and asks if I have any powers yet. When I tell him no, he sighs disappointedly. The next time we're alone he asks me all over again, even if it's only an hour later."
"Franklin, I'm sorry. It sounds difficult, I'm so sorr- what the hell?!"
Crash, something, some
Mollie's Ribbons I grew up in a small town just a few dozen miles from the closest water sourcea slowly shrinking aquifer that squatted underneath the seat of Thompson County, our neighborly border. Fortunately, we hadn't yet been quite as devastated by our annual droughts as those in Oklahoma and Texas. Rumors would occasionally drift in with a tumbleweed traveler about how bad the deep South had dried up into nothing but an old dusty lake bed, but these flashes of news were too few and too far between to be counted on as up to date or even true.
Once, I heard one of my distant cousins, a boy by the name of Harold, was said to have been caug
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