A Murderer's Luck

Bad luck always seemed to follow Alice wherever she goes.Before she was born, a raging storm took the hospital’s electric power; her mother had to deliver poor Alice in complete darkness with only the emergency flashlights guiding the doctor and nurses.When she turned a year older, his father got electrocuted when he saved her from playing with sockets in their house. When she reached kindergarten, her playmate got hit by a car for trying to follow her across the street.On her sixth birthday, her parents disappeared after killing two random people in a parking lot.The series of accidents and deaths certainly did not stop there. The Catholic orphanage she was sent to burned down immediately after a few hours of accepting Alice into their home.After seven years of living, the only string of luck Alice had was being adopted by the Le Blancs, the multi-billionaires who owned innovative companies and businesses.Everything sailed smoot

Alice was fuming mad as she slumped down on the chair; she could almost see herself turning into the Hulk due to the extreme irritation she felt for Thomas Saint Clair. The last time she had ever felt irritated like this was when Leia watched the Avengers: Endgame alone, without telling her. They have not talked with each other for a few days until Leia apologized, and they re-watched the movie together. Alice took out one of her emergency comics, the Doom Patrol: Weight of the Worlds, to calm herself down. Gratefully, it worked; her annoyance immediately disappeared like a bubble when she vanished within the pages of her book. Comic books had that power on her. It was a way to escape the suffocating and disappointing reality that she had grew up with. With comic books, she felt safe and secured; she felt understood. She started reading when she and her parents went to Times Square for a quick dinner. A vast building with glowing lights and attractive

Helena’s phone call immediately slipped from Alice’s mind. Aside from the piles of homework which distracted her from the call, her parents finally had time for a family picnic due to the success of UNITY’s fundraising event.Since the Le Blancs did not have the whole weekend to travel nor drive a three-hour journey to their picnic spot, they held their family picnic into the vast garden. A huge picnic cloth was spread out into the freshly mowed grass as Alice eagerly placed a stack of board games in the center.She faced her father. “Monopoly, Scrabble, or Werewolf?”George hummed, thinking. “Let’s go for Monopoly.”“You always choose that because you’re so good at it,” Alice stated as she put the other two boxes of board games away. “That’s unfair.”Her father laughed. “Life is always unfair. You need to learn how to make your way around it.” That, Ali

Three days had passed ever since Helena was reported missing, and it had been five days since she was last seen. However, no report about sightings nor information of her whereabouts had emerged. The students of Saint Clair Academy had settled on a theory that Helena eloped with a secret rich boyfriend; another one was that she ran away from her responsibilities and parents. Alice and Leia, however, were not impressed by these theories. They were friends with Helena for a week, and they knew that it was not in her nature to ran away. It was in her nature to hide around the academy, yes, but not run away. It infuriated Alice that everyone seemed to move on from Helena’s disappearance. However, she knew that she could not do anything but wait for updates and news. So, for the past three days, all she ever did was distract herself. She read comic books nonstop; she watched movies, drowned herself in her Spanish, Algebra, and Chemistry hom

MISSING SAINT CLAIR ACADEMY STUDENT FOUND DEAD by Deborah McIntosh, Saint Clair Academy journalistOn the thirteenth of September, Helena Woodrow, 16, was reported missing. She was last seen working at the local pizzeria on the eleventh of September. The students of the academy stated that Helena had a secret boyfriend and ran away from her parents. However, it was not the case. On the fourth of October, more than two weeks after Helena was reported missing, a boy swimming on the Pavlov Bay found a floating body. His scream caught the attention of passersby that led them to call the local police. As of the moment, the SPD released some details regarding the case. It was found that Helena had her belongings with her—cellphone, wallet, bag, notebooks, and books—so a robbery gone wrong was already ruled out. There were no struggle marks on her body aside from a soft bruise in her arms. The head police de