Sorry for the late post. My Internet was out last night until this afternoon, and by the time it came back online I had to leave the house. My day has been pretty busy, and I have yet to do my writing for the day, so this will be a short post.
Last week, I promised you a breakdown of my weekly tale. This week I started my story talking about how a meteor storm gave the majority of the Earth’s population some form of super power. Except, of course, that most of them were actually pretty lame. There were a few lucky people who actually became super heroes, and there were some unlucky ones that didn’t get any powers at all.
That was how I started. It was mainly back story, and that’s how I filled most of my week. It wasn’t until late in the week that I decided that my hero was one of the people who didn’t have a power, and that he was in the wrong place at the wrong time and saw a couple of bad guys kidnapping a local heroine in order to have their way with her. He followed them to their lair and decided that he wasn’t going to just sit idly by and wait for the police to arrive. He charged in and, as you might expect, almost got himself killed.
The end of the story is that his desperate struggle triggered a magnetic power, which he used to defeat the kidnappers. The problem was that afterwards, as he went to rescue the heroine, his new magnetism was almost the death of him.
You see, the kidnapped heroine was called Razorette for a reason. His power pulled him right to her, where he impaled himself on her razor-sharp spikes.
I wrote the ending so that he survived, but it could have gone either way. Maybe when I edit this mess I’ll kill him off. We’ll see.
That’s all I have the time for tonight. See again next week, hopefully a little earlier in the day.