And they call me dark

Born in a world full of superheroes and supervillains, I had always wished to be one of the heroes, hailed by masses.

Up until the day of the drop I had been an ordinary commoner fated to be saved by heroes or killed by the villains.

But then things changed, on the 19th of April which happened to be my birthday, my 15th birthday. I encountered a strange phenomenon on the outskirts of the city, a valley so peaceful I was the only person who went there, it also had a nice scenery. I had been sitting down admiring the trees grasses and flowers and how the sun aligned with them all, when I saw something drop from the sky, at first I thought it was dropped down from a plane but then why would anybody throw stuff down, The small pebble dropped down at lightning speed and before I could think further, it pireced my hand, my first thought was to blow air on it which I did but blood quickly gushed out, I ran to the nearest water area and dipped my hand, the pain didn't go at that but atleast it stopped I quickly use sand to cover it but that was it, it had stop paining, I removed the sand to check the injuries and I found nothing, I thought I was hallucinating but I felt the pain and saw the wound.

By sundown I totally disregarded the feeling and decided to run to catch the next bus, it was quite a distance from where I was so I decided on running, I quickly dashed before I stopped, That speed I thought, I looked back and I found out I was metres away from where I stood previously, and yes I was shocked and thought I might be mistaking so I took to my heels again and gosh I was faster I realised I was faster, faster than a speeding vehicle, the thought that I finally had a superpower made me realise I could make my dream come true, I could finally become a superhero, a speedster type, I dashed into running again, I felt light, like the wind i jumped up without stopping and there I was floating in the sky, though I preferred running, the feeling of flying was also good.

I didn't even bother to take the bus I was faster than it now, I was as fast as the wind it self.

When I got home, I met my mom in the kitchen, she was a good cook but she didn't allow me to go anywhere near the kitchen so I sat down ready for food, after we had dinner, I went back into my room.

My bedroom was painted in black, only a blue bulb to illuminate the light, with a bed close to the window, a laptop right on the table my mom had placed there for me to study.

I stripped down and headed for the bathroom, I looked at the mirror at my self I was different somehow I couldn't place, all my muscles were in the right places nothing off. I stared at myself for a while longer, admiring my handsome face, I had a blue coloured eyes, tall nose, chiseled face and a sandy blonde hair. I walked into the bathtub and sat in thinking about the recent development, I was sure the drop caused my mutation, not mutation there wasn't any change in my body but I'm sure it gave me my superpower speed and flight. I also realised I needed something to disguise myself but I wasn't wearing silly costumes like super heroes from DC. I wanted a free clothes, a baggy trousers and hoodie made sense, it could cover my face and I would as well have enough freedom to run faster, I would be uncomfortable in leather pants.

all my clothes would be in my black, I don't want no one to think I was copying batman but black felt more natural. I closed my eyes for a split second

"And they call me dark".