Inferno

Children tend to be very imaginative. Like imagining them having a unicorn, a transformer, their own Disney land. But in my case, I always dreamed on being a superhero. Ever since I was little, I've been a huge fan of superheroes. I knew every single super hero. You name it, I know it. Calling me a fan is an understatement actually. If I uttered even a single word, it was somehow related to a superhero one way or another. Almost everything in my life was about super heroes. Even my under wears. I remember having superhero logos in them. The kids in my kindergarten worshipped me like a god because of my knowledge of superheroes but when growing up, the same kids bullied me saying I was childish to believe in superheroes and stuff at that age. They couldn't hurt me that easily by just bulling me because they didn't know my secret.

Every once in a while the god up there gift a new born baby with some kind of a super power for the safety of the humanity. It varies from the different individuals. Most people get Fire, water, intelligence, strength etc. I was lucky, extra lucky. Gods too make mistakes you know. Let me tell you a story. It happened like this.

Long time ago which was exactly 18 years ago on the 25th of June. It was sunny I think. Doesn't matter. Anyways, It was the day this awesome superhero, I was born. As soon as I popped out from my mom, the god was like "Oh hell yeah! A new baby superhero!" Then he did eenie meenie, miney mo and finally picked what to gift me. Fortunately for me, it was a rare power, mind reading. He pointed his finger at me and sprinkled the mind reading dust on me. Right after me, my twin sister too came out from mom in her nakedness. That's when god did the mistake. He was stunned. Since he knew about the relationship of siblings, he had no other choice but gift my sister too a power. Because of his still processing mind, he lost the aim and the other power too fell on me but a little bit of it sprinkled on my sister too. That's how she survived for all this time. So as soon as the mind reading dust was sprinkled on me, I felt very hard to keep my ears open with the loudness of other people's thoughts. My parents were horrified as I didn't stop crying. They tried a lot ways to stop me from crying. Then my mom had heard an old man whispering to her ear saying give me a pair of earbuds. And bam! I was no longer crying. That's how my parents got to know about my first power.

As I grew up, I learned about true justice. So I practiced alone to be a perfect superhero but all my fantasies and beliefs crumbled in to dust on the day I lost my younger brother. At that time my brother was only 10 years old. He was only two years younger than me. Those inhume so called superheroes let my innocent brother die. I still remember what they said when I asked them nicely to save my brother.

Six years ago...

Like any other day, I went to school with my sister and brother. Comparing to other siblings, our bond was very strong because we took care of each other as my parents were busy with their work as doctors. My brother was the cutest brother ever. His cheeks would go instantly even when someone peeks at him secretly. His whole face would lit me when he's happy. A bright toothy grin was always plastered on his face. He had dark brown hair combed to left with a few strands falling in front of one eye covering the replica of our father's black eyes. His red checks were decorated with cute freckles. He would call me big brother with his cute voice. Every time he calls me big brother would make my heart skip a beat from happiness. He always came to me if something happened to me.

Since I was the eldest of the three, It was my job to pick up my other siblings from their respective schools. My twin went to an only girls school while my brother went to elementary school. First I had to pick up my sister before my brother.

I was running late that day because our school decided to have a committee meting all of a sudden. I quickly took a leave from the meeting giving an excuse because I didn't want to worry my sister and brother. Maika, my twin was waiting for me already. While explaining the reason for my delay, we quickly moved to pick up Mikle. Maika's school was only a few blocks away from mine unlike Mikle's. Dad decided to put him to a school different to mine as Mikle always relies on me. He thought that it would be the best way for Mikle to be more socialized.

Both of us froze as we came to the gate of Mikle's school. Children were crying with parents yelling. Superheroes and the police too were there. My sister was the first to react. She ran over to one officer to ask about what was going on and then she began yelling Mikle's name.

" What is going on Maika?" I asked not understand the situation at all.

" MIKLE IS INSIDE! WITH A SUPERCRIMINAL!"

Supercriminals are the ones who has super powers just like superheroes. They too get their powers to ensure the protection of the humanity but they choose to be criminals instead.

"WHAT? WHOIS IT? HOW DO YOU KNOW IT'S EXACTLY MIKLE?" Tears kept pouring out from her eyes like water falls.

"THEY TOLD ME! IT'S INFERNO!" I could here blood running in my veins hearing the name I feared to hear. All those horrifying scenes in news played before my eyes. I heard someone screaming Mikle's name and asking other's to save him. I didn't know it was me yelling until one officer held me back and asked me to calmed down. My eyes frantically glanced around and fell upon the greatest hero of our city, Riptide.

"You have to help us! My little brother is still inside! Please! I'm begging you!" He sighed coming closer to me. He placed his gloved hand on my shoulder trying to calm me.

" We can't go inside now kid. If we take a single step inside, he would burn the whole place down."

"But my brother-"

" Here, have some water. You need to think straight now kid." Riptide handed me a water bottle with pity clouding his eyes. I didn't want water, I only wanted my brother safe here with me. I slapped away the bottle making the water mix with the soil again. Riptide stared at the water flowing out from the bottle on the ground and walked away without sparing another glance at me. Not even a second passed. The building was covered in flames.

"MIKLE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" I knew it was me and my sister screaming. I tried to go pass the police guards but they pushed me away not letting me.

"MICKLE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PLEASE!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I'M BEGGING YOU!!! JUST SAVE MY MIKLE!!! I WILL DO ANYTHING!!! JUST SAVE HIM PLEASE!!!" I watched and yelled hopelessly as the whole building crumbled down into pieces. By the time the firefighters arrived, everything was over. I was angry. I was angry at the heroes who claim to be the saviors of humans. I was angry at the firefighters for being late. I was angry with myself for staying at school. I was angry at my sister. I was angry at everyone. The heroes approached me to show their sympathy and pity while the blood boiled inside me. It exploded with the words that left his mouth. I had so many hopes to meet my favorite superhero, the black Knight. But after hearing his words, I felt disgusted and ashamed of myself for believing in those liars.

"We did everything we could. My condolences kid." I slapped away his hand away from my back as he patted my back saying those words.

" YOU CALL THIS SAVING PEOPLE? YOU LEFT A 10 YEAR OLD KID AS A HOSTAGE! DO YOU EVEN KNOW MY BROTHER! HE'D THE LAST PERSON TO DIE! HE'S SUCH AN INNOCENT CHILD WHO KNEW NOTHING ABOUT THE WORD CRUELTY! DID YOU KNOW HOW MUCH HE WORSHIPPED YOU?" I fell to my knees while the others watched the two siblings of the lost one crying on the pavement. Then slowly everyone left leaving us alone.