Live a super life

We can be heroes, we can be villains. We can be mighty, we can go down to a new low. You've got powers, you can be evil, you can be good, anyhow you go, just be perverted.

It was the year 2019 and superpowers had become all the rage. Things you read in comic books, watch in movies and spent half of your lifetime going to conventions for, had metaphorically come around to hit you in the face. The saying; with many superpowers comes many superheroes and villains too... had never been truer, at least in this case. The first breakout of superpowers in the year 1999 led to a near catastrophic incident that made the need for capes and tights men and women to arise.

And arise they did. In the year 2011, the Garrison was formed. Made to be the SHIELD of the power privileged community, they consisted of the six most powerful and valiant of all superheroes. They were:

Captain Savant AKA the best hero alive and your idol.

The dark and broody hero with the bad boy charm, Danger man.

The man made machine and residential smart guy, the Monitor.

The woman who literally remade the hourglass and beautiful enough to make Aphrodite seem chaste in comparison, the source of your wet dreams, the ever luscious, Delightress.

The team mascot and petite cutie, Jinny, also a wet dream in her own right.

And the last but not least, in terms of brain blowing beauty nevertheless, the Asian sharp eyed buxom beauty, Hōkuai.

They were the top six of the superworld, adored, worshipped, masturbated to by hormonal fans and inspiration to any civilians and two bits wannabe superheroes like you.

You are one of the lucky few to be birthed with superpowers. Even luckier considering the fact that all your family and relatives were non supes....maybe except your cousin, who can kick your ass in math.

Your superpower, the ability to emit any form of gas wasn't exactly what you hoped for when you first triggered it, back when you were seven years old. When the doctors ascertained you had the power gene, flashier superpowers like Super strength( so that you can use it to turn your father's car over in moments of tantrum), pyrokinesis( so you could burn off the face of that mean kid that pokes you with a pencil), superspeed( you could steal steal a kiss from your crush without asking), were on the top of your wishlists. You went as far as writing to Santa, praying five times a day and eating your broccoli-- you naively believed your mom when she said broccoli would give you super strength.

When your fart of a power appeared, you lost belief in Santa, prayed only two times a day and gave your mom the silent treatment until she brought you a whole box pizza. Even then, You still remembered the kids at school calling you Fart-boy, gas for brain and breaker of wind when you demonstrated your powers in front of the class.

But that was years ago, now, your power were on a whole new level compared to a guy whose powers were bubble making or the other guy with impeccable yodelling skills. You knew with enough training, your power could become quite formidable and becoming a garrison level superhero would happen in no time.

But even a superhero has got to eat and so today, you find yourself in a lengthy queue at a convenience store. The line was moving really slow and the guy behind you just invented a new superpower called super annoyance. He was a head taller than you, fat and wear glasses and a T shirt that says 'Hero at heart'. Something you agreed with cause you weren't sure he could ever be a able-bodied superhero when he looked like Bubble Bass from Spongebob.

You could feel his fat pressing into your back and his hot breath forming moisture on your neck and as the seconds ticked, you felt incredibly compelled to use your power to gas the motherfucker to sleep. Something you actually might have done if not for the arrival of a more annoying interruption.

"I want everyone of yah to get down on yah knees right now." Of course today would be the day a dangerously armed criminal and his tall, heavily muscled accomplice decides to rob a convenience store. While Everybody in the store dropped as ordered, you easily recognized the two criminals as Crook and Oxen, terrors of the neighborhood.

And it so happen to be convenient that you were the only superdude present at the convenience store. Well, like they always say, no time like the present.

Time to put on the hero pants

You don the mask your grandmother made you for last christmas, pleased that you kept it in case of situations like this and sneakily slinked amidst quivering shoppers to the back of the amateurish criminals who were busy harassing the cashier....well you meant to sneak until you knocked a over a tower of canned Lima beans.

The two immediately levelled their respective weapons at you, momentarily surprised someone defied their orders. The laser gun in the Crook's hand began powering up and you realized you had better made a decision or risk being made target practice.

Rule 98 of superhero 101, states that hesitancy in battle equals injury, **** and such, so like a good scout, you quickly hurled a cloud of sleeping gas at the duo. You weren't expecting the two men to drop instantly, in fact, your gas was so potent that everyone in the store dropped into slumber land.

You have singlehandedly vanquished the whole store without causing harm to yourself or any personnel. Perhaps you becoming a hero was meant to be after all, shame, everybody who could see it was ****..

"Halt," came a shout from behind you.

Well, almost everybody.

And why should you halt when you weren't even moving?

"Are you a hero or villain!" The voice said again and this time you recognized the bass, you are in the presence of your idol, Captain Savant.