Creative Superpowers นิยาย & เรื่องราว

JADE We arrived at Frank's apartment and I laid my sons on his bed so they could sleep a little more. I told him about my broken wrist and he said, "It would have been strange if you came out unscathed. Now I am convinced you don't have secret superpowers." I huffed, "If I had superpowers, either secret or known, I would not have been in my current situation." He nodded, "You have a point. So if you were to miraculously have superpowers, what would you do with them?"

Those were the only words I could say. "During our stay in the laboratory, Ryan ordered his men to give us some mixed injections to turn us into one of his creatures. However, something went wrong, and we earned minor power instead. " She clarified. "Minor power?" I said, not understanding what she meant. "She means super healing, super strength, agility, reflex, and endurance. They can also jump high, but there is a limit." Esther clarified. I heaved in relief as I understood what Esther was trying to say. "That means like that of Captain America from the Avengers," I said, and she nodded her head.

They told me they watched a super hero movie the previous day after lessons, so I'm assuming it was inspired from there. “I already have a power,” I teased, resting the marker on the table. “The power to make you all do your arithmetic homework without complaint.” Laughter rippled through the room. “No, like seriously,” Wayne insisted. “Like real power. Flying, or super strength, or turning invisible, or something as cool as reading minds.” I pretended to think deeply. “Hmm. Reading minds might be too noisy. Flying sounds cold. Maybe… healing.” “Healing?” Nia asked, tilting her head.

Biological son? I frowned. So I wasn't their biological son. But what they said next stunned me even more. "Of course we'll help you. You're our son. We only adopted Swain because he already had a superpower at a young age!" My mother complained but still lovingly stroked Chris' head. She then poured a white powder into the wine with shaking hands. "We went out of our way to obtain this drug. After consuming it, a person will lose their superpower, no matter how strong it is. When the superpower sharing system completely shuts down, the spatial power will belong only to you."

she burbled, her head going up and down like a kid, the wide smile still on her face. "But I thought it was only Luna Milburn who could do that." And as far as I know, no one is supposed to be using her superpowers behind her back. "You can be sued, you know," he reminded her. Just as humans have laws that govern their lives, the supernatural has laws that govern their superpowers. Every supernatural being was given a unique set of superpowers. That way, if any of the supernatural causes harm to other species, the person with such power will be the only one to be punished.

Now it's time to lie to her and as much as I wanted our relationship to be built on honesty, there's nothing that I can do, my hands are both tied up and if I really want her to be safe and alive, I have to take the risk even if it means her hating me at the end. ------ Please let me know what you think of the story... Until then... If you were given a superpower what would it be? For me, I would like to have a power to take or vanish people's sadness or grief. What would you want your superpower to be? Let me know♥

"How can we help?" A little boy with the expression of a leader whispered quietly. The hunters weren't really paying attention to them anymore, too focused on the upcoming massacre of their immortal enemies. "What are your powers?" Faith whispered back urgently. One little girl – Princess Annabeth, had the voice of a siren, able to put people to sleep as she sang. They would only be out for a couple of minutes though. Prince Nebuchadnezzar had Pyrokinesis, able to set himself and consequentially others aflame. The three other children had super strength, Electrokinesis and freeze vision. With the help of the children, Faith hoped they would be able to halt the hunters plan just long enough f

, he asks with shock evident in his tone. “My adoptive father is a cop. When we started getting close, he thought it would be important that I’d know how to protect myself”, I confess uncomfortably as I shrugged over it. “Didn’t think I’d ever need it though, but I enjoyed how the pullback used to feel”! “So what’s your superpower?”, he asks as he nudges me with his shoulder. “Healing”, I tell him! I want to heal everything and anything because I don’t want anyone to ever feel as broken as I do. “To be able to heal anyone of anything instantly! A broken leg, cancer, a broken heart”.

' Finally with a look of disgust, he broke his silence. "She's smart, but not thinking clearly. She has no idea what she is doing. There's a chance of her ending up anywhere. She thinks her powers will protect her. in some worlds, her powers are weakened, or even gone. While someone Considered powerless here may have super strength. There are dimension where magic is detected instantly, and is a death sentence. Other worlds all the people are dying of hunger. Some realms are consumed with plagues. There are so many worlds, so many possibilities."

Dealing with Vincent was extremely exhausting. "Don't worry. I have an idea. Vincent is arrogant and intrepid because he has the super power to make people follow his orders. But his super power didn't work on me, because I have the power to block him. I can also create a shield for others. So even if Vincent wants to place an order for you, it will be useless. We may be able to take advantage of this opportunity to fight against him.” Bloom calmly proposed a solution, the air was very sufficient.