1 The Era of Superheroes!
Hong! Hong! Hong!
The red alert kept blaring in the World Government headquarters…
"What the hell is going on…" asked an old decorated World Army General not trusting what he is seeing on the satellite video feed. The big hologram projection displayed an array of over 1000+ missiles that are currently launched to space.
Congress Elite is the political party that has the singular rule over entire red planet, Mons Igneus. The previous fragmented countries and their government have waged war against each other, destroying democracy and human lives for the leader's personal gain.
Life on Mons Igneus is hard enough on its own, water is a scarce resource. Due to the high temperature water is almost always in the form of scattered clouds, rains are rare, but are never enough to even form a puddle for a day. The dry land absorb the little rain it gets. The scorching sun rips the little water from the land into the sky, as it bakes the world constantly.
When living resources is limited, social segregation is unavoidable, crime rate raised with no none to contain it. Most times, the crime is committed by the police and army, under the commands of the people of power. Littered with numerous volcanoes, the scorching world and the rich and powerful 1% started to slowly cook and consume the lives and the spirit of its own denizen.
However, life finds a way to survive and at times tough a hero emerges. If killed, another raises, if destroyed, a more capable one takes the reins…
Under the displeasure of masses, uprising was a constant throughout the planet and people of power treated this as a bloody game, capturing and killing the revolutionist in the bloodiest way. Give it enough water a seed becomes a tree, give it enough blood a cause becomes gospel. Taken enough sacrifices fate felt that it has drank enough blood of the innocent, for it soon sought the blood of the sinners.
Amidst the gunky darkness, a hero emerged, unlike the one before. His heart just not carried the will to save his people, but his body contained the might that needed to make it a reality. The hard climate and poop living conditions made cancer a chronic disease for generation. As the saying goes life is created on death, darkness giving rise to the brightest of light.
As the heroes of the past were unable to change history, super heroes started to emerge…
Unexplainable by the science, cancers became rampant and humanity became capable of surviving cancers and DNA mutations became a norm. People with extra set of limbs, elevated senses, and animal genes mixed into humans. Humans were born with some form of sustainable difference. The scientist called it DNA warping.
Amongst such a generation of mutants, came a select few who did feats that baffled the scientists. Unlike physical mutations, such select few humans, mutated on energy. A normal human body generated heat with one's muscles, generated electricity with the neurons. It is just the generated energy is negligible.
However, due to gene mutation certain individuals gained the ability to manipulate various forms of energy to a noticeable extent. Initially such mutations were considered parlor tricks, as most who manipulate energy could only do so to a small extent such as causing a small flame, charging up a small battery, create a faint gust of wind, make water tremble, etc.
Exceptions is a word that is an ever-present constant in the history of man. Amongst the rare energy mutants, a few chosen ones came to be, whose powers are unfathomable as they are able to manipulate the various energies of world to a massive extent, becoming more deadly than the most advanced war machine. Some called them inhuman beasts, some called them gods, some called them sinners for the thick caking of blood on their hands.
However, when these gifted people banded together for righteousness and justice, the majority of the masses called them by a singular name…
Superheroes!
### Back in the World government headquarters
Important ministers and army officers of the world government sat around the round table, waiting for the most powerful man in the planet to take the lead seat of this emergency meeting.
"Where is Sir President?" asked one of the impatient minister…
"Yes, where is he? There is no time to waste…" said another anxious one as he saw the nuclear missiles going into space to for fractional orbital bombardment. Meaning that these missiles that are launches from all over the planet will go into space and attack the designated location in a parabola.
As the old men were grumbling at the absence of their president…
'Click… clack… click… clack…' the crisp noise of the high heels kept getting louder and it no time it echoes like a war drum, drowning the grumble of the old men in the round table. The door to the war chamber opened and a sleek high-heeled leg elegantly drifted in…
BOOM!
As soon as the smartly dressed seductive woman stepped into room and her heel touched the flood, an earth shaking explosion rang out, her stylish red heel shredded to pieces and a small crater is formed on the impenetrable, nuclear restrictive war chamber. The pristine white feet is sure those who watch to develop a fetish. However, if the powerful men on the war chamber had any designs on the woman, it would literally spell one word, 'Death.'
"Ech… echolove… what is the meaning… of this…" wheezed the Prime Minister of World Government as blood continue to drip drown his ears.
Echolove, has the ability to manipulate sound waves and create explosions out of nothing with no notice or indication. A deadly stealth assassin, who has cleared out troves of terrorist organization's hideouts.
Thought at present she is the secretary of the President of World Government. Echolove is a renowned Superhero.
