Erika fidgeted nervously as a boy made his way off the little platform in the centre of the gym to join a group of cheering students over to the left side of the gym.Today was her first day at her new high school and the anxiety was slowly getting to her. It would be fair to note that she wasn’t going to just any high school, but one made for the would-be superheroes–or villains–that will someday take their parents’ place in society.
What was going on right now was the gym teacher sorting them based on how their abilities would classify them: hero or sidekick. It wouldn’t be until much later that they would establish which ‘side’ of justice they would choose to follow. She knew her brother had been classified as a ‘hero’–he had powers over electricity–but her…her ability was to go through objects. It wasn’t really something someone would deem ‘hero material’. She glanced furtively to the person next to her as the process continued before whispering to them, ”Hey…would do you think you’re going to get?”