Betrayal

I has always tried to hide it. No one ever knew, or ever would know. At least, that was the plan. I had always knew I was different, from the moment I discovered my powers. The kids at school talked about superhero's and there powers. How Hulk could lift a whole bus and how spiderman could shoot webs. But me? no, I wasn't a superhero. I had first discovered my power in first grade. the first time i did it, it freaked me out. I had no idea a person could do something like that. but then it got me thinking. was it just me? or were there other that were like me? that had my superpower, or maybe others? So i went on the internet. It said that stuff wasn't possible. Well, i the internet was wrong. Only three others knew about my powers. A friend who had just moved back to Cuba, an old cat lady across the street, and my older brother, Simon. I sat up from my bed, yawning and streching. My older brother was looking at me closley.

"Do the thing." He asked. I stared at him.

"Simon you know I-"

"Do it!" I took in a deep sigh and got out of bed. I stared in right in the eyes, and slowly i felt my feet go numb. then my legs. my waist. my chest and my back. my shoulders. my head. I was completly numb, and my breathing had almost gone to a complete stop. Simon shook his head in amazment.

"It gets me. Every single time. How do you do it?"

"Well, I Ju-" I stood frozen in horror, i felt the numbness go away and my breathing get normal again. "Simon. . . . ." Simon was holding up his phone. he had recorded everything. "But-But. . You-you- promised" I studdered. A evil grin slowly took over Simons face.

"Smile."

I stumbled back. why would he do this? he said he would never tell a soul.

"Boom. just submited the video to my YouTube page. You know, that one about aliens and monsters." I shook my head.

"But- But im not a monster!" Simons smile widened.

"Maybe not to me. But to them?" Simon ushered his thumb outside. "Your a mutant." I threw myself at him. He easily kicked me back, knocking the wind out of me.

I heard Simon swear.

"I've already got tens of thousands of views. By to- What are you doing?" While Simon was talking, i had flung open the window. Our apartment was on the thirty-third floor.

"Something I should have done a long time ago." I shouldn't have done it. I could have stayed, maybe we would have worked something out. but I didn't. I jumped. I flew down maybe a floor or two before I hit the fire excape stairs. I curse. I couldn't do anything right, not even jump off of a building correctly. I heard Simon yell out " ONE MILLION VIEWS!" then I ran down the stairs. I picture myself as in outcast for the rest of my life. Living on the streets, begging for money, stealing food, and hiding from the cops. And this time, i wouldn't just be hiding because i had dark skin. I would be hiding because I was a mutant. an outcast.

"TEN MILLION VIEWS!" I heard Simon bellow from above. I shrugged it off. It least I would have a head start. I picture in a few days time Heilcopter with search lights scanning the ground, looking for the mutant how can become invisible at will. I already know what they're going to say. "He's dangerous" and "He's and monster." But I couldn't think about that know. I only had one word going through my head. only one thing i needed to do. Run. So I did. I ran and i ran and I ran and I ran. Behind me, I heard a very faint "100 million views!" But I didn't stop I kept running and running and running. Would this be it? is this how it all ends. Im sorry, but I really dont want to spend the rest off my days running away. Maybe though, Just maybe, they wouldn't think i was a monster. But i had seen all the moives. I had seen X-men. I had seen Marvel. I had seen Ninja Turtles. I knew how mutants were treat. how monsters like me were treated. We were put in a lab. People in white coats would study us, like we are some type of plant, or animal. I didn't want to feel pain. I didn't want to be running like I am now, not able to stop in fear. Up ahead was a cop getting out of his car. He was talking to someone on the street. He had left the car on. Bad mistake. I Jumped in the car and stepped on the gas. By the time the cop turned around, I was long gone. The cops would be chasing me anyway. whats the differents? More cops? more helicopters? more wanted signs? would I be on the news? I got out my phone and check YouTube. On the homepage there was a video that said "My Brother Has SuperPowers! Mutant On The Lose!" I video had close to 200 MILLION views. yeah, thats million with an m. It was even dawn yet. By the time the gas would run out in this car would be the time were the cops send in the swat teams. The CIA. The DHS. The whole nation would be turned agaist me. And it was all my fault. Great going, you just sealed your fate. I heard cop cars chasing after me. I looked back and counted five normal cop cars. Ahead of me was a two swat trucks blocking the road. The swat teams fired there guns, shattering the winshield. I didn't care. I zoomed right for them. I would never, ever, have to look back. And I never did.