We have all seen this my life on tv. My dad was a loving father until my mom died. He then took to the bottle and beat me and my older sister. When I was 8 I failed to complete an assignment because my dad ordered me to do a bunch of chores that did not need doing. That night my dad was furious and he started throwing everything he could reach at me and hitting me. I finally escaped and I ran and ran and ran. Until my legs finally gave out.
I found myself in a dark ally in the pouring rain down by the docks of Lake Michigan. I allowed the rain to wash my tears away and my pain. That night there were some workers unloading for a big company off the books. They were taking some kind of toxic material and dumping it in the lake. One of them lost there gripping with the barrel and it spilled down my ally and it was washed down towards me as I was near the drain.
The man picked up and resealed the barrel with no problem and thought to let the rain wash it away. The Chemical ended up covering my shoes and bottom as I sit in the rain not caring what was going to happen to me. At that moment I felt something, something that felt divine as my hair rose to meet it. I looked up and bam lighting hit me. Then blackness took me.
I was in the hospital in a coma for a weak and every day I heard my dad come in and yell. He was even thrown in jail for endangering me. My sister however spent every dad lovingly by my side. When I got home my dad was furious and he took it out on me and my sister harder then ever because the medical bill I have just racked up.
I started to notice changes in the world around me. I started getting straight A’s cause I was able to remember everything. I found out all my senses have become sharper. Where most people block information and take in what they need I take in all information. I can go back to a day and tell you in detail every moment. When my dad comes to hit me I am now able to see his fist coming and can dodge it. This has made him angrier and angrier. Something was changing in me and I was unable to tell if it was for the better. My sister Megan thought I might be becoming a superhero like MegaHammer. I just told her that heroes don’t come from people like us. She just told me nonsense and said we are the people who need a hero the most and sometimes that only means standing up when your told to sit down.
My Father has becoming angrier and angrier as i was able to get my life together. I know I cost him a lot from hospital bills. Today however I had a great day, I got straight A's, and I got my crushes phone number. However that couldn't last, when i arrived home my house was in shambles.
"WHY ARE YOU SO USELESS? WHY CAN'T YOU BE MORE LIKE YOUR MOTHER? YOU SHOULD BE CLEANING UP THIS HOUSE AND COOKING ME MEALS!!!"
I head back towards the yelling and I hear *SMACK SMACK*. I open the door and see my dad smacking my sister over and over. The anger boils up inside me as I see what is happening. My sister believed in me when no one else has. She has always been there to protect me.
"Leave her alone!" I yelled as i moved in front of my sister.
"What do you want sissy boy? I will smack her if I want! She's mine and your mine and I will smack you both if I want to. Get over here and I will beat you properly!" my dad yelled.
"NO! We're done with this. I can not allow anymore,"
I grab my sister as she my dad pulls his fist back to hit me. Time slows down as I take in my surroundings. i begin seeing the trajectory of every punch and move my sister and I out of the way. With all the time my mind allows me I calculate the best escape plan and start moving my sister towards it while staying one step ahead of my dad. You may be asking why I was not fighting back and it was simple just cause my brain was fast did not mean I was.
He came at me with a left and a right and easily I dodged moving as planned keeping my sister ahead of me and out of harms way. He was so angry and drunk he was not paying attention to where we were going. We got to the hallway where I left my skateboard. I easily avoided it as I had a photographic memory of the house. Dad however slipped and hit his head driving him into further anger but giving us more time to escape. We are both able to turn and run at this point and as we do I pull shelves and everything I can into his way giving us more running time.
I ran holding my sisters hand and dragging her to my crushes house as she had also given me her address and he lived close by. I knocked on the door and she answered with her dad behind her.
I explained "I'm was sorry to interrupt your dinner but my sister is in need of medical attention and I need to contact the police cause my dad is going postal and I have no other options."
Turned out her dad was a police officer and looked us over figuring out what happened. He makes the call as her mom fixes up my sister and they invite us to dinner. After that night my dad was arrested and we were put into foster care at a group home.
We lived in the group home for a week. No one wanting to take on a couple teenagers cause teenagers are hard.
"Thank you Sherlock!" my sister said crying, "You saved me like the hero I always knew you were. I don't know what is next but as long as I am by your side I feel safe."
"It was no big deal Sis and I am no hero."
"It was a big deal. As many times as he beat us you finally stopped him. That is what a hero does and with your powers you could be so much more."
"I just want to be a normal kid, with a normal life."
"You will never be normal, we will discuss this more when we get out of here."
After the week ended Detective Banks came and got us. It turns out he was a foster parent and he knew we were good kids and he would take care of us from then on. Sure it was going to be awkward living with my crush but to have her dad care that much and for me and my sister to be together meant a lot to us. We did not want to be separated.
We moved into their house and each of us got our own room with a bed, closet, desk, and computer. Tears filled our eyes and seeing that we no longer had to share a room and that we had our own things.
The first couple months were hard. My sister kept falling a sleep in my room or coming there when she had nightmares. We have always shared a room and have always been there for each other so it was hard to get use to the change. There was one time we were doing dishes and I was handing her a dish and it fell and broke. When the Charlie and Joan Banks came in I put my sister behind me and told them it was my fault and I would take the punishment. They looked at me puzzled at first and then it dawned on them that we thought they were going to beat us. Charlie's Jaw dropped and Joan came at us and I flinched. Next thing I know she was hugging both of us and crying. She told us it was all right and it was just and accident. They sit us down and explained that was not how they punished here. We would never be struck only put in time out or grounded but not for an accident like this. From then on things started to ease up and we ended up letting Kate my crush and now Foster sister into our world. We became inseparable and even let her in on my secret. She however sided with my sister more then me on the subject.
I also had the Internet for the first time and began reading everything i could find. I spent days reading Wikipedia and googling. I wanted to learn everything. My schooling became to easy for me and Charlie had me tested to see how smart I was and if I should skip a grade. After taking the test they found out I was off the charts. From my access to the Internet I had already found out most of the things I needed to know. By the end of the first semester I had tested out of high school and was on my way to the University of Maryland. During these months Charlie had helped me with everything and took me on ride alongs and everything. I wanted to be like this man who took us in and saved us from the fate we were headed towards so I picked Criminal Justice as my major as I now wanted to be a detective. I told him so and he was proud of me and excited to help in any way he could.
When my sister and Kate heard they were both excited for me but they took me aside to talk to me about it.
"Sherlock, you do know being a detective would be a great use of your powers. More then just your memorization. Your senses and everything would help and you need to learn how to utilize it," my sister said.
"But I just want to be a normal Detective. Not a super spy."
"We are not saying that Sherlock we are just saying with proper training you could be the best detective this world has ever seen with your ability to take everything in and think of scenarios. Not to mention if you worked on your body to keep up with your mind. You would be like the Sean from Psych or the Mentalist." Kate said.
"We should tell Charlie and have him see what you can do. He already knows all the stuff you are going to learn and he can teach you so much more." My sister said.
"But won't he think I am a freak?" I asked.
"You aren't a freak. Your a super and I am sure he will help you cause you want to be on the right side of the law and not a Vigilante." Kate said.
"He is not dad, he won't resent you. You have a chance here to rise from the ashes and become the best of us. To do something real and meaningful with your life. I believe in you." my sister finished.
"Fine but I need you both by my side when I tell him. Ok?"
"I will always be by your side" my sister said.
"Defiantly, lets go before you lose your composure." Kate said as they both grabbed my hand and lead me outside.
"DAD! We need to talk!" Kate yelled as we exited the door.
"What is it Kate?" He said as he came around the corner wiping the grease off his hands.
"Sherlock has something he needs to share with you. It is a secret that you can't tell anyone. Only we know and it took a lot for him to tell us. Before you think to much about it, it is nothing bad. It is pretty awesome but we need to keep his secret. Is there anyplace we can talk as not to be over heard." Kate explained taking the lead as the both squeezed my hands for reassurance.
He motioned us into the garage where he was working on the car and shut the door behind us. He then looked me in the eye.
"What is up Sherlock?"
I looked him in the eye then I looked at each girl and then nodded with confidence at me steeling my resolve.
"Charlie, I have super powers. Nothing like Megahammer but I have them."
He looked at me skeptically and raised an eyebrow.
"Really? What kind of powers?" he asked.
I then asked him if he figured out what was wrong with the car yet and he just shook his head continuing to look at me skeptically. I moved over and grabbed his automotive repair manual and read through it in a under a minute. I then looked over his car taking in ever detail. I then went to his toolbox.
"May I?" I asked.
I then grabbed the proper wrench and moved in and did a couple of things. Then I moved in behind the steering wheel and the car started. He looked at me shocked.
"When and how did you know to do that?" he asked.
"Just now when I read your manual." I answered.
"Wait you read that whole thing just now?"
"And memorized it."
He then grabbed the book and began to quiz me as I answered every question correctly.
"Well, you convinced me that you can speed read and have a photographic memory, but that is not super powers."
"I can also remember everything i have seen. I remember the date, the conversations, the smells, sounds, colors, everything I see, hear, taste and smell. I can recall everything."
"Again there are known cases of this I fail to see where the super part is."
"My brain works faster then anyone in the world. When our dad would try to hit me after my coma he was unable to hit me because his hand looked as it was moving slow motion. I could easily judge the trajectory. I think in the Attosecond just like the Flash but I have none of his other powers." I said as I then nodded to Kate.
Charlie then looked at Kate and his eyes opened wide as she shot and arrow at me from a composite bow. He grabbed it away from her but it was too late.
"What are you doing?" he exclaimed as he grabbed the bow and looked at me.
He then saw me catch the arrow while casually standing there. I then threw the arrow to the other side of the garage nailing a target in the bulls-eye. He then looked back at me shocked.
"You see I can react faster then humanly possible for most because I can literally see it coming. Also can calculate the trajectory and how hard something needs thrown to hit the target with out any issues. The problem is my body is not as physically fit as I should be. It is not trained and there for it could be a hindrance. I also don't know the full extent of this power and I need help. Can you help me?" I begged.
He sit and thought it over for a moment.
"Yes, I will help you learn to use this ability the best I can. For now you are all grounded one week for shooting an arrow at each other. Now please get out while I think this over."
"But dad!" Kate tried to say as we ushered her out of the garage.
That was the beginning of my training with Charlie. The next morning he woke me up at 5am and told me to get my sweats on and meet him outside. I did as he asked and as soon as I was out he told me to follow him and we then ran 1 mile and then came back home. I collapsed breathing heavily on the ground.
"I will give you 15 then meet me in the basement for weight training." he then said.
We then spent the next hour working on weights when I felt my body could no longer move we headed upstairs and ate breakfast. We then got ready for the day and he took me with him to work since I still had a couple months before I started college.
He gave me old case files that were already available at the local county office for anyone to look at and saw what I could make of them. By noon I have solved 7 of the 10 and the other 3 I had missed some things that Charlie helped to point out. I began paying more attention to what I was going through and by the end of the day solved all 25 cases.
Charlie said "Very good Sherlock. Your attention to detail and going over scenarios in seconds really is a gift. Ok I am going to head home and I will meet you there."
"Wait, what? How am I getting home?"
"Your going to run the 3.2 miles home. See you soon."
My jaw dropped as he grabbed his keys and headed out. I then took off and ran the way home. Well I say ran but I mean I ran the first mile walked half a mile then ran another mile then walked half and ran the last .2 miles. When I go home I saw Charlie smiling. Come on in and have dinner then meet me in the garage when you are done.
When dinner was done I met him out in the garage where he had set up a crime seen. He had me go through the crime scene and tell him what i could. Our days went like this for the next couple months. When I was fit enough to run 5 miles we started martial arts training.
While in school I also bought and listened to a lot of Rosetta Stones and learned many languages. He continued training me for the next 6 years where I earned my Doctor of Philosophy in Clinical Forensic Psychology, a Doctor of Psychology in Clinical Forensic Psychology, and Doctorate in Strategic Security. I was then recruited by the CIA and started my career as a super spy even though I said I wouldn't.
5 years later I was out on a mission. You may wonder what happened in that 5 years, just a bunch of training and minor missions. This was my first major with my permanent team. My team consisted of 2 girls and me. The great computer mind that is Velma McKinney and the muscle sniper named Daphne Jones. Just kidding their first names were not Velma and Daphne, that would be silly. Their names were Jennifer, or Jenn, and Ashley, but I called her Ash, mostly cause that's how good she was as a sniper. She would turn our enemies to ash.
We were in Prague running a sting on a gun runner named Dmitri Rasputin. He had eluded the US government and other partners of Interpol. Luckily though Interpol we were given a tip and have come here. Many people think of Interpol as a International Police enforcement but they are an organization that gather in-tell and give it out to their partners in law enforcement. The tip told us he was meeting an American buyer from Texas in the Hilton Hotel we are currently setting up in. Some more investigation on my part found the room and we got a room right next door. My team was set up with infrared and I was tagged with an unseen chemical that would show. This way my team was close buy if I needed them and Ash also had a gun that could easily shoot through the paper thin walls. While we set up a shield for them on the other side. I however was not staying with them. Instead I was staying at a more high end hotel across town as to not raise suspicions.
Dmitri called around 1800 to tell me where we were meeting and luckily I was no surprised. I had hired a couple security guards when I took on the disguise of Texas Gun runner Bart Samson. Yes I know what it sounds like but that was the guys name and he is now in jail. Theses guys have been with me over the last 6 months under this guise and only know me for it. When you build a guise it is nice to have people who can't betray you because they don't know any better. That is also why they are the face while my team is my backup.
We entered the hotel around 1845 and I took the lay of the land. For me that took a brief look around as we headed to the elevator. There were two men "reading" newspapers who were wired and reporting to someone. My guess is it was Dmitri's men. We know he moves around a lot, rarely uses the same place twice, and rarely uses the same name. I only found this place cause he is a man of habit. He rents the room for 2 weeks when he only uses it for one day. He has it bug swept before and after the meeting. He has a member of his security team there every night and they tend to always order the same thing for room service and rent the same movies on demand. So I just watched for the purchases after knowing the city and found them in 4 days.
We entered the elevator and headed up to the room. I went down the hall and knock on room 709. A big man in a black suit opened the door and looked at me.
In Czech he said, "Who are you?"
I pretended not to understand him.
"Whoa boy, look at the size of you. I am her to see Mr. Rasputin. He said he would be here but I don't understand any of the words coming out of your mouth. Is he here?"
"Yes, he is here. Come on in." He said with a thick accent and then in Czech said "the idiot American is here"
He then went to pat us down and I already could tell by the bulges in there coat that they were packing and I was not going to allow them to disarm us.
"Buddy get your hands off me and my guards. We don't swing that way."
"I am checking for weapons."
"Well of course we have weapons, what kinda deal do you think this is? In Texas all meetings every one has a piece. This keeps the meeting civil. Don't tell me that that bulge is muscle son. I know a piece when I see one and I'll be darned if you remove my 2nd amendment right."
I heard a laugh in the background, "Let them in, Let them in. Mr. Samson is right."
As I entered I saw Dmitri standing in back with his men. On the bed lay a bunch of cases.
"Welcome Mr. Samson, Is this your first time to Prague?"
It was and I told him so. The best lies are in truth and I didn't need to be grilled on the spot about my last visit when there was none.
"So what have we got here?" I said pointing to the cases.
He opened one and had me come over. I didn't know it at the time but there was a flash in my peripheral vision of something that no one caught. Being in the moment I didn't pay much attention to it either.
I moved over to look at the case as Rasputin leaned his back on the wall. He all of a sudden let out a cry and clutched at his heart. As I looked at him I found that he had ghost like fingers showing where his heart was and then they pulled back as if letting something go inside him.
I put on my gloves which showed a different color on their thermal displays and signaled to my team to pursue the room next door why I dealt with the the situation in hand. I had his team try giving the man CPR but each chest compression seemed to worsen the situation so his second in command cleared the room and called the paramedics. But when they got there he was already dead.
I looked over at the case for the weapon I was trying to buy and the weapon was gone. The deal went through as it looked like a heart attack, which we let his team continue believing. We also took the empty case leaving the money. The autopsy shown that someone put razor blades into his heart. There was no entry wound either, it was like they just appeared.
When my team finally contacted me they said the room was clean next door and so was the whole hall. They could not find a race of the killer. I went over everything in my head. It came down to a shot in the corner of my eye barely seen. A face popped out of the wall and looked at Dmitri in a ghostly form. Then later the ghost fingers. We had Either a ghost or a super that could walk through walls. That must be why we found nothing, no trace.
Without our arms man we couldn't get to his supplier and boss. our only lead now was this killer, as the other men were hired goons for that night only and did not know Dmitri. Just like me this man was careful, but not careful enough.
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