Superhero Name: The Time King

Power: can go back in time

Villain: The Red Scare

“Hello, fellow citizens! I am The Time King. I have the power of going back to time. Cool huh? My morning routine is waking up at 5 am, do 10 minutes of yoga and meditation, I go back in time and talk to influential people, beat up a couple of bad guys anonymously, and then eat breakfast. I receive timely alerts on my watch and that’s when I know duty calls. Today’s mission is a tough one. Today I have to travel back to the 1980s and stop the Red Scare from continuing the Cold War. He went into my lab and stole time tech to go back to the 1980s. It will be a hard one but with the technology, I have now I will be able to stop him. When I am not working I enjoy staying inside and watching movies. My favorite movie is Back to the Future. Sometimes I even go back in time just to relive the moments I’ve had. I don’t try to change too much due to the Butterfly Effect, which has very negative results. Time can be a dangerous thing. But I am The Time King! Oh, my alert is ticking off. Looks I need to go. Farewell citizen, on to save the world!”

This assignment is the Day In The Life Of A Superhero where I write a short story or summary about the life of a superhero. The assignment also has a Superhero Name Generator which I used several times to find a name that I would be comfortable with. I chose this assignment because I’m interested in creative writing and looks like creative writing to me. And I am fond of superheroes so this writing assignment makes sense for me. The name that I found suitable was The Time King. Now it took me a while to think of what The Time King could do. I also had to relate the story to our theme the 1980s so The Time King has to go back to the 1980s so he can stop a villain from continuing the Cold War. I wanted to make a summary of the first-person perspective so the reader can look into The Time King’s perspective.

Name: Captain Synapse

Power: Empathic- Ability to sense and control other’s emotions

Mission: To rid the world of negative emotions and promote happiness

Every morning, I wake up early in the morning. The alarm goes off at 4 a.m., so I can help those with negative emotions on their way to work. I get rid of all of the, “this is stupid/ I’m stupid”, “I can’t do this”, “I’ll never be capable” thoughts and replace them with positive thoughts. I wake up and eat a nutritious breakfast (reading minds burns a lot of calories and is exhausting) and then soon after that my iEmotion phone alerts me of those who are having negative emotions and leads me to them. I move from building to building, street to street to help those in need. I am constantly at war with my enemy Doctor Negativity who works to combat the positive thoughts I create and wreck havoc on the world through negativity. By the end of day, I am back with my family who have no idea what I do during the day. The next day it all starts again.

Doctor Negativity’s mind is impossible to alter. Luckily, I have recently discovered that he has a weakness for puppies. Doctor Negativity’s powers fail when he is in the presence of a cute puppy, so I have devised a plan to make sure he is always in the presence of a puppy. I visit headquarters to alert them of the plan and to pick up Fluffy my new partner. This puppy is no ordinary puppy, it is a super pup. We inform Fluffy of his mission, which is to have Doctor Negativity fall in love with him and to never leave Doctor Negativity’s side. The plan works perfectly and after a few days there is no more negativity in the world and Doctor Negativity is spending his days playing with Fluffy, and he has even taken up a new pastime of helping save the animals of the world. My job may be much easier now, but I will always be on watch and will ensure the spread of positive emotions around the world!

I started this assignment by using the Superhero name generator. I filled out the information and then got my name. I read the description of my powers and decided that my superhero should promote positivity. As I started describing the day, I came up with the idea of having a nemesis. I thought it would fun to have a “cure” for his negativity and realized that no one can resist puppies. I loved thinking about and creating a superhero that could change negative emotions. I thought it was nice to have a website pick my name for me because it allowed me to think outside of the box more than if I had just come up with a name. This story was fun to think of and also helped ease me into creating a character.

Until next time,

Emily

The alarm goes off in the early morning.  I hate mornings. I hit the snooze once, twice, and get up on the third one.  I wonder why I put myself through this, always crime fighting at night and waking up in the early morning to live a normal life with a normal job.  I look up and remind myself why I do what I do.  I see a poster of my favorite hero, Mr. Man.  He the reason why I have these powers and the reason why I fight crime.  I get up and look in the mirror and tell myself “You are Shadow Fly. This is what you want. This is what I will do.”

On my way to work, the sun is beating on me.  I hate the sun. I Prefer the shadows where I can totally mask myself. In the sun, I feel completely vulnerable.  I cast a little shadow above me the shade myself from the sun. Much better. I go to work at a job that doesn’t pay much but it doesn’t matter anyways. I normally finish my work early and then listen to the news to see if any juicy stories are on or if any “villain” is on the loose.  I hear the broadcaster say “You are going to want to stay indoors tonight.  There is a kidnapper on the loose that just escaped from jail. Lock your doors if you live on the west end of the great city of Boomtown. Thank you.” I found my target.

After work, I immediately head over to the west end of Boomtown and patiently wait. I am consumed in the shadows so no one can see or hear me.  I see a man under a street lamp reading a newspaper and a woman walks by and she catches his eye. as she passes, he gets up and starts to follow her.  I notice his face, its him I quickly fly through the shadows to end up right behind them.  As he tails her, I tail him and we go into the subway.  She notices that the man is following her so she speeds up and he proceeds to go quicker as well. Just as she turns around to scream at him and tell him to go away, he’s gone.  I grabbed him and have him in my shadows and he says, “Look man, I Don’t want any trouble. Just leave me alone!” “You already brought the trouble,” I say to him.

I hang him up above the lamp post outside of the police station and he is completely naked and completely embarrassed thanks to my acid spit that melted off his clothes.  After he was taken care of, I quickly fly into the shadows to the top of the tallest building in Boomtown.  Here I listen for any other signs of distress and I wait through the night in the shadows just waiting for someone to test my abilities.  And when that is over I go back home and start my day all over again.

From the two choices, I chose A Day in the Life as a Superhero. Using the name generate in the assignment I have to describe a day in my life as my assigned hero. My hero name is the Amazing Angel, and angel who has fall from heaven and I have the power summon a pillar of fire to smite my enemies, mainly ghosts.

I wake up with the rising sun in my penthouse in Shanghai. After falling from heaven, a penthouse is the closest I will ever get to it again. I awake peacefully going through my usual morning routine: Shower, breakfast on the balcony, read through some emails.

Although I have fallen from heaven I still retain some of my powers, one of which allows me to sense danger, however I do not sense anything right now. I work part time as an editor for an academic publishing company and spend some time each day reviewing books and articles. By noon there is still no sign of danger. I move into my living room to catch up on the latest episode of the TV show The Sinner (ironic I know). Towards the end of the episode I sense a disturbance just outside my penthouse. I turn my head to see a small ghost hovering outside the window. It begins to weave back and forth and hit my window. With a slight mental push a pillar of fire shoots from the streets below up to and past my window, engulfing the ghost inside. After a few seconds I pull back and the ghost is gone. I finish the episode work some more on editing.

At 5 o’clock I move to the kitchen to make my favorite dinner, shrimp tortellini with an Alfredo sauce. I eat my dinner while watching the sun set behind the city. I pull a pint of Halo cookie dough ice cream from the freezer. After finishing my dessert I cleaned my dishes from the day and put them away. Then I walked to bedroom and got ready for bed. I laid my head on the pillow to rest for the next day and whatever it may bring.

I really enjoyed this writing assignment since I’ve always been a creatively-minded person.  When I was younger I used to make up characters that I would draw and write stories about them.  My favorite types of stories to write and read always involved magical powers so having the chance to write something about a superhero’s day was really fun.  My superhero is named The Terrific Dazzler; she used to be an archaeologist but during an excavation the ancient Egyptian sun god Ra cursed her with the powers to control light.  Now she works as a superhero in Tokyo, Japan, fighting human traffickers.  I hope I didn’t go too overboard with this assignment and reading it is enjoyable.

I have not gotten enough sleep for this.  But none of us have.  Nervous energy flows between us, our minds racing, flipping through the calculated steps of the plan.  I’m to enter first, blind them, then the rest of the team with the police are to storm in to arrest the criminals.  Chiroko, my field mate, nudges me and asks in Japanese if I’m ready.  I nod—I have no other choice but to be ready.  There are lives on the line.

At 5:02 am exactly I break down the door of the brothel.  My body, bright as the sun illuminates the cramped, dirty space.  Young girls’ faces, none older than 15, squint up at me in awe, mouths agape.  The men some only a few years older than the girls but most grown adults, with bleary eyes and faces contorted, jump up and sprint for the doors.   They’re not quick enough for my team.  Faces and bodies smack the floor as police tackle the traffickers.  The high-pitched screams of young girls fill the space.  I soften my light so the girls can see better.  I sit down near the closest girl to me.  She’s perhaps 10, wearing a pale yellow dress that doesn’t fit her.  Tears stream down her face.  I ask her in Japanese, what her name is and she tells me, barely audible.  So I ask her if she wants to see something magical and she nods her head.  I hold out my hand and from it a white horse jumps out of my palm and gallops around the girl and I.  She giggles with delighted awe, reaching out to grab for the horse but her hands go through it.  Her eyes meet mine, a question forming.  It’s just light I tell her.  Soon enough the other girls group around us, laughter lights up the dingy space.  I wonder when the last time they’ve been this happy was.

Chiroko and I head for a ramen place for lunch.  We’re both tired and cold, needing something warm to forget our morning.  As we sit down, all eyes are on us.  Despite my heavy coat covering my hero costume, none can mistake the white-blonde hair, too light eyes and a soft light glowing from my body.  I stick out like a sore thumb.  My hair used to be dark, my eyes used to be hazel.  But all that changed a few years back when I upset the ancient Egyptian god Ra while excavating a tomb of the Old Kingdom.  I remember the voice, old yet timeless and the blinding, too-bright light, hot and boiling.  He cursed me then to possess his powers, powers too great for a human to hold without going mad.  Or dying.  Against all odds I did neither and found myself in Tokyo, Japan, having reunited with an old college friend who was doing work on human trafficking.  I was barely a hero then, much less a superhero.  But I needed something.  I needed to feel like I could do good—save someone—with these powers.  I used to hate them; they didn’t feel right in my body, like another person, another soul, took over when I used them.  It’s been years of work (and some therapy) to get used to actual light emitting from my body but I finally feel complete.  I’ve virtually forgotten what my life was like before these powers.

After lunch I can finally head home.  My apartment is small—quaint is how my mom describes it with a tight-lipped smile.  But it’s sufficient and it’s mine.  I take a hot shower, put on a sheet mask and lay down on my sofa, listening to music to drown out my thoughts. After 20 minutes of the mask, I take it off and rub the serum into my face.  It’s supposed to be anti-aging.  Then I wait to put on moisturizer and SPF.  An unconsidered side effect of my powers is sun damage.  Growing up I never had any freckles or got sunburn but now freckles cover my face and body with more popping up every week no matter how much sunscreen I put on.  I’d be fine with it but her in Japan, the flawless complexion look in very in.

Suddenly the ringing of my phone pierces my peaceful relaxing.  I answer it with a quick hello.  A deep voice, heavy in authority replies on the end.  It’s my squad captain, Orochi Mau “Terrific Dazzler, I have a mission for you.”  “Yes sir,” I say, stifling a yawn.  “Tonight a cargo ship will arrive at Dock 11.  They’ll report that they’re carrying produce but we’ve gotten intel saying they’re bringing more than just that.  This must be quiet, you cannot notify the dockworkers, we suspect they’re in on it.  The ship arrives at 11pm sharp.  Be there beforehand to stake out the area.  You will not have backup.”  The call ends and I’m left alone again.  I check the clock, it’s about four so I’ll have time to eat at least.

Another ping emits from my phone: an encoded email with the intel I need.  This is not my first mission by myself but it seems to be the largest.  They’ll be a lot of bad guys to take out and people to keep safe.  I can’t help the growing knot in my stomach.  To get my mind off things, I watch television until about seven o’clock.  The night has set in but in Tokyo the light pollution means darkness is never an absolute.  Time to get ready.

I pull my suit on, one leg at a time and zip up the back.  When I first became a superhero my costume was pants and a heavy jacket but soon enough, I was supplied with a real costume from an organization for real superheroes.  It’s too dark and tight for my taste but I had no real choice in the matter.  When it comes to costumes, it’s take what you can get and don’t complain.  Fortunately the suit came without any gaudy embellishments or large lettering on the front.  It’s a dark royal blue with a slick finish that prevents light from showing through.  The final step to my costume is the most important. After Ra cursed me, I collapsed and found hours later, almost too late, with a scarab jewel clutched tight in my hand.  I keep it with me as a reminder of the ancient sun god and the burden I carry.

The journey to the docks takes hours. Once I’m there I set up a post on top of one of the shipping crates, about ten feet above and well hidden from any eyes below.  The clock slowly ticks by.  Slowly men begin to arrive, trickling in some alone, some in groups, to wait together for the arrival of the shipment.  Ten minutes till 11 the sound of a ship’s horn sounds through the night.  Only a few more minutes left.

Men are yelling back and forth, hustling to get the ship docked.  Things proceed as normal, the crane lifting crates from the ship’s deck and placing them in the yard.  On the eighth crate, the crane diverts its course and lowers the crate, slowly, carefully on the ground in front of the men.  Now’s my chance.

I leap down from my post, hitting the ground and rolling, pop up and run.  “Hey!”  My voice screams.  The group of traffickers turn, guns cocked and quickly aimed at me.  Shoot, I should not have yelled.  One of the traffickers yells, “It’s the White-Haired Devil! Shoot her!”  Light radiating from my hands are precise lasers into the eyes of my enemies.  The smaller the beam, the more it hurts.  Soon there are screams and men clutching at their faces in pain, collapsing around me.  The smell I’m never used to, one of burning flesh wafts the air.  In a matter of minutes the 11 traffickers are on their knees or cradling their heads, pleading for it to stop.  I yell out with my best enunciation that they are all arrested for human trafficking.

“Hey!” A woman’s voice comes from behind me.  I whirl around to see Chiroko with Chief Mau. All round us armed police emerge from the shadows, ordering the traffickers to put their hands up.  I hear more yelling and see police on the ship, arresting the ship’s crew.

“Did you think we’d really leave you alone?”  The Chief asks me once they’re in ear shot. I can’t help but grin.  Chiroko gestures to the crate and I nod; I had almost forgotten.  We pry the doors open and give earnest smiles to the dozen women and girls huddling together in the dark.

“You’re safe now, there’s nothing to be worried about.  We’re with the police,” I extend my hand for help and comfort.  One of the women, holding tight to a baby replies, “Who are you?”  I give her a smile.  “I’m the Terrific Dazzler.  But you can call me Kara.”

“Buzz”” Buzz”

“Hello?”

“Maggie is that you?” Said a women frantic on the phone.

“Yes. What is it Laura? Why are you calling me at 4 in the morning?” Said Maggie.

“Because I need your help or better I need the Riders help!” Laura said frantically on the phone.

“The Phenomenal Rider is retired. Stop calling me!” yelled Maggie.

” Wait please they have my sister Colleen! She is just a child please you have to help me! You are all I have left to help!” Pleaded Laura.

“Fine I am on the way I will take Lighting!” Breathed Maggie.

Maggie jumps out of bed and beckons her trusty stead Lighting. She then rides at the speed of sound to get to Laura. She sees that Colleen has been taken by her old arch nemesis 21 Questions. Maggie continues to look around and notices Laura in the corner of the building cowering in fear. Maggie hopped into action and moved with Lighting up to 21 Questions and knocked him out. She then quickly grabbed Colleen and Lauren and fled to safety.