Purity's Death

Super heroes are the people that hide in the ordinary world. They are hunted while trying to protect the innocent. So when people wonder why they hide behind a mask, I would like to know why you would hunt somebody who has protected the innocent.
My life is nothing out of the ordinary but some may say I’m a little different. For example I like to read comic books, my brother disappears a lot, I get into a lot of close accounts with death, and I’m a girl. My life really begins to change when the Red Scarred Knight kidnapped me for the 18th time. (See, a normal life, I guess?)
I woke up that morning to my brother baking breakfast. This indeed was a very rare thing. I ate freshly made pumpkin pancakes with a glass of milk. He had a call on his phone and left a few minutes later to as he put it, “Take care of business.” So I left the house a little while later to go to school. Living with my brother is always hard because we have no parents and he is only 19 while I am just 15. I was walking to school when someone hit me over the head.
I woke up gagged and tied up in what looked like a scarlet dungeon. I knew I was in the Red Scarred Knight’s lair. I was actually not that scared because like I said earlier this was the 18th time this has happened. (You know you have to hand it to villains they always do seem to find the perfect damsel in distress and they are quite persistent on using the same one.) Now to tell you the truth I had a feeling that the reason I was kidnapped so much had to do with my connections to the White Purity. The thing was that I was hoping I was wrong. So to be clear I am not another one of those dumb blondes. You got it!
The Red Scarred Knight was pacing. To tell you the truth he had no patience. Which I thought would have made a terrible villain. I tried to talk but then I remembered that I was gagged. The Red Scarred Knight heard me gagging and went to untie me. Like I said earlier he has kidnapped me before so he knew what would make me angry and being gagged was one of them. As soon as he untied me I screamed in his face, “If you ever gag me again I will kick you where it really hurts,” and I really would.
After a few more minutes White Purity came in and of course heroically said, “let the girl go and I’ll go easy on you.” In reply the villain answered by taking his sword out and placing it on my neck. I then, always having something to say, called out, “Can one of you possibly get me an excuse for missing first period this has been the 18th time you made me miss math class. Don’t I get some kind of reward for being your oh, so, annoyed student in death like situations for as long as you two decide to fight.” I got no replies on that.
This time was different from usual. You see usually a group of animals or sharp and heavy things on a rotating pole would threaten me. This time though the Red Scarred knight was threatening me himself. The sword was cutting my throat a little more deeply now and my blood dropped onto my arm. You know how they say your life flies by when you come close to dying, well it has never happened for me. Then all of a sudden I passed out.
This day just keeps getting weirder and weirder. You see I have never passed out from seeing blood before, I have seen people die in front of me and I’ve seen my own blood from bloody nosebleeds. I have even thrown up blood before, (don’t ask) but I still never passed out.
When I woke up I was on the ground covered in blood and across from me was White Purity on the floor. I could see blood seeping away from him and I could see that his mask was off. It was there that I wished my brother Matthew was in a safe job but my gut was right Matthew was the White purity. As my eyes kept adjusting to the light I noticed I was untied and the Red Scarred Knight was dead.
My brother though wasn’t dead, yet. He was barely alive when he called out my name. “Cathleen,” he whispered while struggling to breathe, “look for the note.” He died, I knew that but I screamed anyway, “where?” There wasn’t a light in his eyes. I picked him up and got stabbed by a single thorn still on his body while carrying him home. I pretended to be my brother and called myself in sick. Funny thing, I actually started feeling that way.
When I got home I placed him down on the couch. Then I did something I swore never to do. I went to the computer and I did something I haven’t done since the school incident. I hacked, right into some government info. My brother was his regular self now minus the living part and that’s when I remembered what he told me before he died. So I tore my house apart to find this note. I found it and left the house with a fake, but realistic version of a dead me inside the house too.
Then I lit my house on fire and left. As I turned the corner I could hear someone screaming near my house. I knew I would never turn back but it hurt to feel that all the things I owned, all the things that made me, well me was burning down to ash. To bad I’m now dead, I thought sarcastically, because I’ll never get that date with Kevin now. By the way, eww, gross!
The note was a piece of paper that had a miniature map on it with directions to his secret hideout. Well it led me to some dumpsters. Good thing the note had the way to get in on the back of the note or I would have never gotten in.
Well, let me interrupt right here and tell you about the school incident. It started with a dare. You see I love a good dare no matter how much trouble I could get in for doing it. Any way three years ago I got dared to sneak into the principal’s office and hack into his account and change every personal thing added to his computer. I was able to sneak in easily because our school didn’t have the money to pay for all the safety cameras. Once in I changed everything on the computer, I am a great hacker there hasn’t been one thing in this world that I couldn’t hack into so far.
Sadly I didn’t realize that one of the personally added programs was government related. Let’s just say our school got a new government security hall monitor and school assemblies every week because of that little incident. Jeez, I just can’t help wandering what was on that file I deleted. Anyway, let’s see, I left off at, oh, I know the dumpster. I tapped the dumpster twice and blew it a kiss. Weird, I know, and then the dumpster dissolved and then I got pulled through the ground. I was sliding down something and I didn’t like the fact that I didn’t know what. When I landed I decided that I would test that out. Sadly though I had a bigger problem in my hands.
I landed right in my brother’s secret hideout headquarters, which would have been cool if there hadn’t been about a hundred traps and guns and other dangerous items pointing towards me. I guess he forgot to write that on his note. Good thing I took gymnastics and dance and basically any other sportsy like thing. Well, let me tell you this if my brother was still alive I would kill him. Mainly because all that weaving and ducking was just to test me. Once I got to the screen a video started playing.
On the screen was my brother and he was talking throughout the whole video. So, to make this easier on you and me I'm just going to write it all down at once. "Cathleen if you are watching this that means that I have died and you are next. Our parents loved each other very much. When they went to the doctor’s office to see pictures of us something happened. You see father brought mother a rose and radioactive rays from the x-ray machine or something, zapped it, like that. Any way when mother smelled it she pricked her finger sending the radioactivity to the baby.
The doctor noticed this and he told them to repeat that again if they ever have another baby. Our parents agreed, but when they had their third child they didn't want their kid to be different and so they took the chance. Unfortunately our mom died giving birth and that baby died in the hospital. Father keeps busy as an U.P.S. worker. He can't bear to see us... well; you because it reminds him of mother and that hurts him. He pays for anything you need even if you are supposedly dead. All you need to do is ask by sending him a letter with rose petals inside. I hope you make all the right choices, love your brother." Well I guess that is why I feel strange whenever I am by roses. That also would explain why he dressed up as a white rose. Actually not the white part but I’m guessing that he did that because he believed deeply in purity and white kind of means that. I guess it's time for me to choose what I'm going to be doing with my life now. First though to test that thing I slid down. (Well, whatever I left of it)
turns out I slid down the inside of the stem of (yes you guessed it) a rose. The questions I now wished I could ask him was why did I get stabbed by one of his thorns and what should I do now?
That is where my life changes. That is when I become totally abnormal. That is when I face fate and destiny. Sadly though this is where I decide a darker path, a path that starts with a super hero.

I Only Accidentally Impersonated You

You see I really, really, really love comics. Especially since they are true. For me though my favorite super hero of all times is Spider-Man. So the best way for me to honor that would be becoming his sidekick. (Hey, I do need someone to teach me the ropes) The hardest part I figured would be finding him. He is one of the few super heroes that are actually good at hiding his identity.
Well there are three things I know about the amazing Spider-Man. One he is or knows a science geek, two he is spotted around Mid-Town High School a lot, and finally three he would totally get pissed at me if “Spider-Man” were spotted doing something when it isn’t really him. Okay, Mid-Town High School, get ready to welcome Cathleen… I mean Caitlyn Osberry to your great school.
“Briiiiing!” Well, I have a “history” and all I need to make it through the school day. Then a boy in the hallway shouts over the crowd, “Hey pretty thing why don’t you come over here and introduce your self to me.” Then he grabs my arm and won’t let go. “Let go, ”I commanded and this guy just laughs. People start crowding around and just when I was going to dislocate his arm two other guys step forward. One is taking the bully’s hand off me the other one is trying to talk his friend out of helping. The friend says, “ Peter stop he’s going to hurt you if you keep interfering.” Well so far I like this Peter kid. Well for the sake of not getting the bully and peter’s friend mixed up I’m going to call the bully F. (which is probably his school grade)
Well, once Peter got the bully’s hand off me F was about to punch Peter. The funny thing was that peter wasn’t even trying to avoid it so I took charge and tripped F. When he hit the floor I placed my foot on his chest I put weight on it so he wouldn’t get up. “ Hey, I don’t care who you are. For all I care you could be a football player and the most popular kid in school. I do not tolerate bullying. Next time if you do this I won’t wait for someone to come here I will dislocate your arm.” Everyone in the hallway got quiet and started dispersing. I took my foot off this kid and pulled him up onto his feet.
He ran, I grabbed Peter’s arm and then let go just as fast. He turned and my face started turning pink as I noticed how hot he was. Most people probably wouldn’t notice it because he doesn’t really show it. “Thanks for helping me before. So, it’s Peter right?” I asked. He ran his hand through his hair before answering, “Yeah, it’s Peter Parker. I don’t really think it matters that I helped you though.” “ You never know who your gaining as a friend Peter. Sometimes just the fact that you helped just a little improves the situation. Like for example moving here to New York was just made a little better. Thanks again super hero!” I told him before I kissed him on the cheek and ran to the main office.
The secretary told me to wait there while they checked all of my paper work. It is a really good thing that I work fast or there would be no paper work that said that I was Caitlyn Osberry from New Jersey. When the principal called me in I knew exactly what it would be about. Caitlyn was a girl who had many problems. She had ADHD, was an easy blonde when it came to directions, and just had her brother die, (I do need something to be realistic) but her brother killed himself to stop being bullied.
So when he told me the five privileges I’d be getting, that of course I already knew, I started playing ADHD by looking around the room and moving my hands constantly. This office unlike the other office had lots of security. When he was done he asked if I had any questions. Play the part I had to tell myself before answering. So I replied, “ Can you write it all down for me where i won't lose it. I’m afraid I won’t remember all of that and do you have an anti- bullying club here?”
Now an easy reply to this that most people would say is no but then when they here all these problems their eyes do double takes for their mind and they do the opposite. So his answer, “ yeah sure and I don’t know about the club, but stop by during Friday detention and I’ll have the answer for you. Don’t be afraid to drop by the counselor for help,” was kind of obvious since of course he wouldn’t want to deal with the problems but he had to do something.
Now if you saw Caitlyn you would think right a way that she was a popular girl. Once you spent some time with her you would know that she isn’t. My first was class was algebra one. Where the equations would look impossible for any popular kid to get one right. As for me though I took the test and was one of four who got the test completely right. I’ll tell you now playing ADHD is not fun you have to space out, lose track of time even on due dates, and on tests you get extra time and you have to you know need it. Man, and these kids who have it are actually getting good grades.
Getting to lunch early is a snap when you are excused ten minutes early to find it and it’s right around the corner. Getting there late is another thing. You think it’s hard being you, try being someone else for a change. It’s hard, uncomfortable, and really weird. Lunch is a complete bore when you get in the cafeteria so late that you only have time to take two bites out of your meal.
I found the perfect thing to do during my time for trying to get the lunch room as late as possible without getting caught. Research on the way to frame Spider-Man for hacking the principal’s computer and I already knew would be behind that mask, my dear dead brother. Nothing interesting happened at school except for the teen drama that happened out in the hall.
Thursday night was when it went down since detention was Friday. I snuck in during football practice all dressed up as the friendly neighbor hood Spider-Man. (which isn’t easy with a body like mine.) Once I reached the principal’s office I took off the mask revealing my brothers face to the camera. By the way, yes, it did take a long time to make a mask of my brother’s face.
Hacking onto the computer and, guess what, finding government related program. (Does every school have it?) Finally I put the program on a disk along with everything else and put in a virus specially made for the occasion.
Rumors spread in a high school faster than the speed of light. I heard so many on Friday that I was surprised that no one got in trouble. As I was getting ready to leave class ten minutes early for lunch I got called down to the principal’s office along with five other people.
I was pretty sure what we were getting called down for because on the virus it had voice recordings of seven people. There was only one problem one of the kids that he called wasn’t on the recording. As I entered his office fifteen minutes late I already knew the lines to my skit. “Sorry, I’m late. Was there a problem with the detention date so your calling me down now about the club?” I asked with my innocent blonde look plastered on my face. Everybody just looked even more confused which was exactly the point. “ The anti-bullying club that I asked you about on my first day here,” I continued. I looked around as if seeing the members and trying to memorize their faces until I put in a line to my skit.
“Oh, I’m glad you’re in the club super hero,” I told Peter. Once I said that every one looked at peter whose face was bright pink. Then the principal announced, “ you five are about watch and listen to something important and then I want you to tell me what you think. When we watched the video I interrupted like I was using cues. When Spider-Man walked I asked, “Who is that? Is that your school mascot?” Which the other kids in reply looked at me like I was from another planet.
When Spider-Man took off his mask I cried. Which made the principal stop the movie and got me all the attention. “Is this some kind of sick joke?” I asked. The principal replied “excuse me but why…” Then came the line that would lead to a commercial break in any TV Show, “ Is my… dead… brother being accused of doing something to the computer.” Every one in the room looked at the wall as if this was the most uncomfortable thing that ever happened in their life.
The poor principal looked so down, as if he felt this was somehow his fault. When I ran out of the room no one tried to stop me. I ran all through the hallway trying to find a girls bathroom until I ran into someone. I apologized and started wiping the tears from my eyes. I looked up to find to my surprise Peter. “Are you okay?” was the only thing he asked
“ I don’t know. This was supposed to be a new start away from my past in New Jersey. I would help stop bullying and hopefully forget some of my troubles, but disasters keep on appearing every where I go,” I told him. He was helping me up onto my feet when the kids from earlier stopped in front of us. “ Thanks for listening to me super hero. I um… guess that I should find the cafeteria now.”
“Wait… we’ll walk with you we have lunch now any way,” peter told me. I was about to ask who the other kids were when one of them asked me first. “ I’m Caitlyn Osberry and you guys are?” I replied. Well their names were Ava, Luke, Sam, and Danny I didn’t catch their last names because I was too busy studying them. They looked like teenagers from different places in the school’s social class. I could realize now though that somehow they are connected.
When I walked into the cafeteria I stopped looking at the clock amazed. Then Luke asked why I stopped and the reply was that I never got to to lunch so early before. They all started laughing. We were an hour and a half hour late to lunch. they asked me to join them and I agreed. Their were two other people at the table Peter's friends Harry and MJ. Again I missed their last names. Harry was an easy call, spoiled rich boy who had daddy issues. MJ was harder to figure out. So far I figured out she wanted to be a reporter and her and peter were only friends because they tried being more but it failed.
Sam started talking to harry holding back from laughing. "So you related to Caitlyn here. Is that why her names so close you guys cousins?" "Caitlyn isn't in any way close to harry," I stated obviously. they all started laughing except Peter who seemed to be expecting to be punched.
That's when it happened thorns came out of my skin and went straight back in. And I somehow knew that some one was about to punch me. A fist was right by my face when a hand caught it. "thanks," I whispered. Then someone else was coming for Peter. I was noticing this a lot Peter always protects others but acts to slow to protect himself. I can play that game. I easily caught the other kids fist the same as Peter did for me. After I pushed that kid away I leaned in towards Peter and whispered, "You have got to stop doing that super hero. How am I suppose to repay you in a memorable way if you keep making us even." I pulled away with a smile riding up my lips.
Then I looked at the clock and started mumbling about being late. Then I got up and ran out the door as if I were on fire. It was time for part two in my plan. to accidentally get caught by the real Spider- Man. I hope he likes the mask behind the mask when he catches the impersonator.

Don't You Take a Peek

Although I had to get caught tomorrow I had to get home. I knew that I could have asked my dad for money but I wanted to see if I could make it completely on my own first. So, where was I living? On a coach in a hotel basement, unfortunately I couldn’t get in there until twelve at night. This gave me ten hours for homework and whatever else I had to do and exactly six hours to sleep.

Today though I knew I could not get in because it was cleaning day. I already learned that once a month they had to clean the basement and once a month someone came to inspect it. 

You can’t live in the park; you would get arrested before you spent ten hours there. Luckily I did not need ten hours. I knew though that caution is key. If you asked spider-man that, he would agree. Now why do I say that? Well, he was following me and I noticed right away. Those thorns popped in and out just to warn me I was being followed, because I knew that I was not in trouble.

After school I went to the library to do my homework, then to the store to buy some food, and then to all my jobs. Which in order were babysitter, dog walker, waitress and then safety trainer. After all that I finally went to the park. Now I’m sure it looked strange to Spiderman that a girl who had just been paid about three hundred dollars was sleeping in the park. Well, the truth was I wasn’t sure where I wanted to live and if I picked a place then I’d have to live there. Once you live somewhere though, it is pretty hard to run away.

I laid down a blue blanket in the grass and sat down. I then took out a good book to read and I was on chapter ten when I noticed my thorns going in and out again. I looked around to see what caused it. That was when a man carrying a gun ran into the park.

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Texte: kelemen, D.C., and Marvel
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Tag der Veröffentlichung: 30.05.2012

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