STORY STARTER

Submitted by Lockitt Mobby

Write a scene where a superhero must reveal their true identity to someone they care for.

The Saviour

“Im the saviour” I rolled my eyes. “Oh yeah? And do you have magic too?” “Kind of.” He whispered under his breath. Then added, “Farrah, look at me, im serious about this” I stared into his wide eyes, he seemed scared. He was really playing into this bit. I debated humouring him and going along, but it had been a long day and i wasnt in the mood. “Magic doesn’t exist and The Saviour is some kind of weird religious media stunt. You dont actually believe that some wizard is going around our city stopping crime with magic?” “I do believe that, because it’s me. I’m the saviour.” His persistance started to worry me “Penn, are you feeling okay? Is something going on? You know you can always talk to me if you’re not feeling alright” “Im trying to talk to you right now and you won’t listen to me” “Because you sound like youre losing your mind.” “Im not losing my mind, im fine. But im trying to tell you im The Saviour” he said with conviction. “Okay, im listening and not judging. Tell me. How are you The Saviour?” He twisted the face of his watch and within seconds he appeared as someone else. I was looking into the eyes of The Saviour.” I stared at him in shock. How did that just happen? Who am i dating? Am i losing _my_ mind? I step away from him, suddenly feeling dizzy, this couldn’t be true. He twists his watch again and he looks like the man i love again. “Farrah, i know this is all really confusing and i cant really explain it all but i found this watch when i was going through my grandfathers belongs after he passed and i started wearing it. Then one day i was fiddling with it and i just became someone else. A different version of me. One that has magic. I know its a lot, but i couldnt keep this to myself any longer. I hated hiding this from you. You mean the world to me and i needed you to know the real me, or the other me, i guess.” I stopped and thought about it. Thought about all the things The Saviour had done, acording to rumours. Saving strangers on the street, helping the homeless, giving to the poor. “That was all you? Its really true? Magic exists?” He looked at me like i finally saw him for the first time. He brushed his hand across my trembling fingers. “It is and I have so much to show you”
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