I just jump in front of her from the roof and check her out through my x-ray again. Despite being almost 4 years older than me she was just a bit taller, still in her growth period, cute though.
"Who are you? What are you? Why are you following me?" She questioned not feeling even a bit scared of my performance before, but her heart was beating very fast.
I just looked her in the eye silently, actually I was looking through her and at a drunk who was coming this way.
"Are you a human? Are you from Gotham? Where are your parents? Why did your eyes glow red?" She just kept asking me questions, and my mind still hasn't completely come out of that street.
"Are you ignoring me? or are you just a mute?" as she questioned me again a bit loudly this time, the fat drunk noticed her from the back.
"Oh what a fine lass, come with me sweet thing" Selina turns back and sees a fat dirty drunk coming towards her.
In a blink of an eye, I just came between Selina and the man and kept her shielded with my back. Before I could say something that drunk, who acted like he didn't see me started reaching out for her with his hands.
I just gave him a push, he got thrown back in the air and his head smashed by a garbage container denting it. I heard a crack and confirmed that his skull had one. He was probably more than just knocked out.
I look back at Selina who was still very close to me. She looks back at the man who weighed at least more than 200 pound and then at me and my body probably wondering where all that strength came from.
"If you had this kind of strength, why didn't you save them? Did you get scared by the gun?" Selina asks clearly more interested in me than before.
"I was just late, I came there hearing gunshots and they were already dead by then" I lied smoothly.
"So you can speak, well thanks for saving me just now but I can handle myself … I am Selina by the way what's your name? " She said, taking a step back as we were just too close.
"I have to go now, take care Selina." I smile and jump to the roof of the adjacent building.
"Ohh and you can call me Superman" I said looking at her from above.
She watches him vanish from that roof.
"What man, you are just a kid probably still younger than me, maybe I will call you superkid" She says twirling a strand of hair with her finger and smiling.
"Ohh free money" she goes ahead and takes that fat guy's wallet happily.
I went out of Gotham, not caring about all the crime still ongoing and just concentrating on my heartbeat. I don't know why my mind drifted to the time when I first read the death of Batman's parents in the comic book, it made me understand where his anger came from.
I just stood by and let not only him but also Gotham plunge into darkness, just because of my selfish desire of having a friend to rely on in the future.
Why did I even start reading comics by the way, why did I become so useless in my last life? It's weird how I am almost starting to forget about my previous life. Maybe I just don't wanna remember it.
But I still remembered how I was ignored in my class, how I never even existed for my classmates. How each crush I had already had a boyfriend, how I spent my school having no one to talk to.
But comics, anime, games were my salvation.Those characters felt closer to me than any living person. Their adventurous fun life gave colour to my world, and before I knew it they became my reason to keep on living.
It's funny how now I feel, why I didn't do anything in my last life as at that time I felt happy just reading about different characters and superheroes and spending my life with them.
But it's different now, I have a second chance with almost the best start anybody could ask for. So I won't screw up this time, I will be famous, I will have friends and a big harem and such powerful strength so that no one can take them from me.
I reached my house late at night, apologised to my parents and went to bed. The death scene and my perfect recall not making me feel any better. I decided that I will just lie down in bed for today, as I have more work to do from now on.
A glimpse of his previous life ... not gonna mention it much from now on.
Creation is hard, cheer me up!
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