Sunday 24 March 2019

Super




The boy stared like he couldn't believe she was real. 

Dominique decided this was a normal reaction, especially from a child. What mattered right now was keeping him calm, as she noticed the red cuts on his neck and cheeks.

"It's okay, I'm going to get you out of here."

His mouth hung open as she took him in her arms She could lift him with ease, slipping one arm under his legs and supporting his back with the other. He watched her face as she walked across the rooftop and searched for a place to take off.

"You're like Superman," the child eventually said. 

Dominique smiled. "Yes, but I'm not Superman."

"Do you know Superman?"

She chuckled. "He's an acquaintance."

The night was dark and she couldn't pick an area in the street safe enough to land in. The ground looked horrifyingly distant, and if Dominique were fully human, the sight may have made her dizzy. 

"I wanted the police to save me," the boy said. He was surprisingly chirpy for someone who had just been a hostage. "If not, then Superman."

At this, Dominique tried to ignore the pin-prick of hurt in her stomach. She didn't look at the boy, gaze directed below as she jogged along the roof's edge. Here she was, saving his life, and he still thought of Superman instead. 

Sweat was building, sticky under her costume. She was exhausted, and all she wanted to do was get the boy to safety, then head home and see what the headlines were saying about her.

"I hope I haven't disappointed you," she said, softly.

Dominique let her wings unfold, shadowing her figure as they spread free. She caught the look of astonishment on the child's face at this development, right before she leapt off the edge. She drifted into the city, past blinking police lights and towers that glowed with electricity.

"I'll tell Superman you said hello."

Her voice was a loud echo against the wind. She hoped her tone wasn't acidic, but doubted the child would notice as he stared at her green wings in wonder, and she took him towards the ground, her figure disappearing into the darkness. 

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