Chapter 1: My Death

 Today is like any other day; Sunny with a cool breeze. Even though it's nice out today; why do I feel so hollow? Oh yeah that's right it's because I got turned down for another job interview. It's all because of my criminal record, basically I was charged with class 2 felony for burglary. Therefore I was sent to prison for 7 years, but now I'm trying to turn over a new leaf by trying to acquire a job to pay off the $25,000 fine. 

*Growl* "Man I'm starving." I said while scrummaging through my pockets to find... nothing. "Great I got no money to pay for food." I said with a discontented sigh. "Guess I'll just go home and try again tomorrow."

I said as I started heading home. As I was walking to my apartment I noticed a little girl who dropped her ball which she chased after it even though it was rolling off the sidewalk and onto the road. Out of the corner of my eye I saw a car speeding towards the little girl. My body just moved on it's own and I grabbed onto the little girl and threw her onto the sidewalk. *SCREEET CRASH* I heard all this noise, yet I couldn't feel my body. 

The only thing that was on my mind was that I knew I was going to die and yet I had so much regret. I don't wanna die I lived a life full of regret I at least wanted a chance to redeem myself, oh well I know I'm dying. I thought that as my life started flashing before my eyes. Oh yeah, I remember reading those Marvel Comics when I was a kid. It would be cool to live in the Marvel world.

As I was thinking that, my eyes were closing.