An excerpt from Learning how to be a Hero
It’s been a year since I freed the Askelion. I’m no longer a hero. There are no heroes or villains anymore. Just ordinary human people and I’m one of them. I can no longer sense the weather or elements like I used to, and I miss it, every day. And every day I question whether I made the right choice or not, especially because of what happened to my fellow superhumans.
I’m one of the lucky ones. I have a job and a place to live and no one, other than a guy named Mark, knows my secret. Mark’s a good guy. He doesn’t hold it against me that I had powers. And he hasn’t told anyone else in the small town we live in. I’ve never told him my story. He just thinks I was a superhero who lost his powers. He doesn’t know that I’m the reason no one has any powers anymore, and I won’t tell him or anyone else.
Most of the other former superhumans haven’t been so lucky. Humans, true to form, turned on superhumans once they realized they no longer had powers. A rallying cry about property damage and ridiculous powers and bad monologuing united them against the former superhumans, who without powers found themselves in quite a pickle. Former superhumans were put into internment camps and made to work regular jobs for no pay. They were told it was because they needed to repay their debt to society. The SHB was disbanded, and although I haven’t heard anything about the resistance, I imagine it’s been disbanded as well.
The hardest thing, for all of us, is the loss of our powers. Each day I feel a yawning void within me where my powers once were. It’s like I killed part of myself and everyone else who had powers. I reach out for my powers reflexively, but there’s nothing there, and it just depresses me. I try hard not to think about no longer having powers, but that void is there every moment of every day, and no matter what I do I can’t make it go away.
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