H'el Vs Superman の小説・ストーリー

Look there, huh? - Of course I understand, Heitor", I pointed to the TV, "That one there, in the red and blue clothes is Steve Rogers, Captain America. The one that turns green is the Hulk and the woman ah, she is the Black Widow, there is also the Iron Man Tony Stark ... Even though I was 28 years old I was a superhero fan. I loved the whole universe of super powers, fighting evil and all that stuff. I want a power to end Miguel's race...good idea

he said and acted like he's sad. When it comes to physical strenght, Helios is really good at that but when it comes to mind and thinking, his brother Helion is excelling thay part. Helion is smart that some kids really envy him. It's one of the reason why they are bullying him. The truth is some of the member of the vampire council are eyeing him to be the next president next to their father. But some are also not agreeing with tha idea because Helion lack physical strength.

I asked as I turned to face Nick. "Why don't you ask your dear best friend over here," he replied instead. "Ash what did you do this time?" Asher had a smug look on his face, "your boyfriend needs to learn that Superman is the best superhero of all time and Batman sucks," he replied with a shrug. "That's why you look like someone who ate a sour lemon?" I asked Nick. "Hey! Batman is a legend, he's just human and yet he does more than Superman whose weakness is the one thing found on his home planet, how pathetic," he said defensively and then rolled his eyes.

My mate asked me as he put his arm around me and we waited for his father to appear. "Overwhelmed," I said. He rubbed circles on my shoulder with his thumb and it calmed me. Hela was purring in my head. "Hela is like a damn cat." "Zeus isn't much better." He chuckled. "I would love to meet Hela."

Was I in hell? "No, you are not in hell," he answered. "Look, you ate what you should have never eaten, it should have not been there in the first place. I am Koyala, the leader of this crew you see here. And yes, we are short. We come from a planet called Myozola and we are here on a mission." As if I pissed him off he shouted to some other white guy in a foreign language and immediately a flashing light shone at me and with the words "go home" from him I passed out.

Finally, her eyes lit up when she spotted an item in a prominent corner. It was a sapphire blue velvet suit. The color was vibrant and elegant, but the genius touch was in the pocket square: it had a small embroidered Superman logo. Helena's heart raced. Superman! She had several T-shirts and sweatshirts with Superman prints at home. If she bought it, she could go out with Mateo wearing “matching outfits.” The words “mother and son outfits” popped into her mind without warning.

I said as we started eating, “what’s your favorite superhero?” He lit up instantly. “Superman ! He’s the fastest hero ever!” I raised an eyebrow. “Faster than the Flash?” “Way faster,” Noah said with a serious nod. “The Flash can only run fast. Superman can fly and run fast.” “Impressive,” I said, exchanging a smile with Ivy. It felt… natural. Like we’d done this a hundred times before. The way Noah talked about his favorite superheroes, the way Ivy laughed softly at his excitement—it all felt right.

"If you say so, then, be careful. I'll arrange the helicopter for you and we'll start to sort out our plan on attacking after you return." All other family members nod their head in agreement. They need to plan this thing very carefully. This time their war is not the same war as before. They're dealing with a creature called superhuman. Thus, they need something that is capable enough to destroy the superhuman army. "Thank you, daddy." Athena hugs her father and shifts to her mother after that. "But, before you go… finish your medicine first," Hazel said and that makes Athena remember that she pulls out the line on her arm before.

The wide grin on his face sent shivers down my spine. Everyone seemed lost in his beauty, too lost to notice how he grinned at me. Or was I imagining things? He looked exactly like the man with the beautiful hair from my dream yet, he looked different from him. The man from my dreams had hair as dark as this man but while his was decorated with crimson, this man's was not. Also, the man from my dreams had eyes as red as blood but this man had emerald eyes instead.

“Randall, that schtick’s old. I haven’t fallen for a sh*t this unoriginal since junior high.” “Yea, dude. I mean, Superman? Really? Why not Iron-Man, huh?” “I’m telling you, I ain’t trippin’, guys! Like, Superman was wearing this white shirt or something and zipping through buildings at high speed right outside. It was like a blip—boom, gone! Faster than Spider-Man! Come on, look! Seeing is believing!” Randall Guy was so thrilled by the discovery that he began to yank two of his closest coworkers to the window with his face flushed red, but, of course, Zayn was long gone with not a trace of him ever being there.