Return From The Shadows

Stunting

2006-05-04T08:27:00.000-07:00

Allright. Im in awe...and quite frankly very impressed. Ive been away from the PC due to heavy training, and learning how to keep these powers in check... Ive reached the megaton range actually. I lift about 2. Im very impressed in myself. Hehe. I havent felt so hard before, I havent felt so alive. Ive finally been able to catch up on Blogger's Blog, and Im frankly in awe... I actually kinda wonder where Daph and Ristara have gone. I feel kinda alone. But all I want to do is make progress. And get better and better. Maybe one day become a hero like Ultragirl... get to see the world and all that. Till then I stick in my basement, and worry about prom.

All the guys are intimidated....to be quite frank. My eyes, my size, I mean they are attracted. But I mainly see fear, when I see lust inside. *sigh* Its not fun anymore... And I need something in my life to look foward to. Love life has fallen off, and so much more. :/ I dont wanna go through it all right now, but hey, Ill fill you in later. Gotta go to class.

Sayonara.

- Marina

Thoughts

2006-04-18T07:56:00.000-07:00

Well time has gone by. And I havent heard a word from him being near Tracy since. Thats a good thing. But for a while, Tracy stopped talking to me, because she was mad. We sat down and talked, and we got things cleared up. And apperently the government has intrest in my "wellbeing" now. Theyre not sure whether to count me as a threat or an ally. So weve had govenment agents coming in every now and then, asking on what I intended to do with my ablities. I may have not been gaining much size, but I have been getting a little stronger. I dunno when Ill stop, but I dont mind it. Makes me feel secure. Knowing that very very few can get under my skin, or dominate me or something of the sort. Ive decided to agree to help them for now... after all, theyll give me the weights needed so I can REALLY get down. And with some scientists help, I might be able to weild my skills properly. Theres a cutie here and there, but meh. Lets just hope for their sakes they dont try to use me.

Justice

2006-03-27T20:21:00.000-08:00

I took her advice. And I thank god I have taken her advice.... I never felt so happy before. Allright this is what went down. Take a seat and listen up.

James, the guy who raped Tracy, had been walking down the street, taking major shit. People are ok with him, but hate his stuck up nature. So me being the "nice" one, invited him to lunch at my house. I made sure no one was home though. I had to make sure I was alone to enjoy every moment of his pain. He showed about 7 PM, after the rest of the fam went down to Cali for a trip. We had dinner, and this is how it went. I cooked something nice... I wanted him to be totally surpised. So when we finished he went,

"Ok... I know man bitches like you dont do things like this to be nice...so whats up?" he said in his usual soon to be gone cocky tone.

I simply repliled,
"Just getting in the mood."

He was turned off almost completly and looked a little wigged out saying,
"Yo...I dont like dealing with man bitches, get another guy for yourself!"
But before he could get up, used my speed to get infront of him and my strength to pin him down with 3 fingers. I could have used one, but wheres the fun in that? He screamed,
"LET ME GO FREAK! NOW!!!"

I just smiled smugly as I slowly slid my hand into his pants and gently stroked his manhood that was erect...so I just replied,
"So you find me hot...huh?"

He didnt answer. So I smiled and said,
"Find the muscled yet feminine parts of me attractive...huh?"
Once again he didnt respond. So then I decided now was the time.

"Enjoy raping girls...huh?"
I said as I clenched hsi tool harder. His eyes widened as he screamed,
"LET GO! LET GO!"

I could only hear my sisters screams...nothing more. Nothing less. I COULDNT back down. This was too much to me. He had to suffer. HE HAD TO. I grabbed it tightly and began to pull, he screamed, "YOU TRYING TO MAKE ME DICKLESS OR CASTRATE ME?"

I simply replied,
"Yes."

He tried figeting... and fighting me. But it wouldnt work...he was far too weak...and a light tear could be heard... the spot in his pants reddening. I looked him dead in the eye and said,
"You cant do this to girls anymore...Ive taken your man hood..."
Pulled it out of his pants and dropped it on the floor.

"And I dont fear your father. Bullets...che...nothing. The army doesnt have shit on me...so no one can save you if you piss me off. Go...go and tell them how a girl who wouldnt hurt a fly took your manhood away from you. And Ill beat on you so bad it will make what happened to Rodney King look like a dusting."

I lifted him by his throat escorted him to the front door and threw him out. Threw his tool in the furnace....light it on fire. I had no use for it...it was a 4 incher anyways... He claimed when he got to the hospital, he cut it off while drunk 2 days before. I knew he was scared. I wait on them now though...Tracy wont be happy about what I did...but I dont care...I helped her and any other girls who could be victims also. Gonna sleep now... see you all later.

Mari

Come With Me

2006-03-17T08:10:00.000-08:00

I had to make a decision the other day. Its not the most simple one, but its pretty out of control. I cant heal my friends...or my family. Nor can I make their problems go away. It hurts, seeing them suffer sometimes. And with all my abilities...I cant make their lives better? Why the hell do I have them in the first place! I try so hard, trying to make their lives better.

Giving them a reason to fight on.

Living along people weaker, more defenceless than I am..

Im sick of it. I did something about this the other day. Tracy came home the other day. Crying. I didnt know why at the time, but she clung to my mother and father, crying. They chatted in the next room, and whispered amongst themselves. My hearing could catch it, so I didnt move from where I was, I listened from my room.

She was raped. By a member of the football team. And she wanted to tell our parents... because she was afraid if she told me, I would hurt her boyfriend.

But she was raped... and its my sister. WHY WOULDNT I DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT?

Im a 6' 7" tank. I could bend this idiot with ease... So why the hell wont she go to the police? Get this. She said she wouldnt go because his dad is the head of police, and hell just rape her harder next time. I...just dont know anymore. I want to get involved...but im afraid Ill do more damage than help... what should I do...

Being Underground

2006-02-22T08:03:00.000-08:00

Yes...its been almost a month since I last posted. And if any of you worried about me...I am TOTALLY sorry. :D Its just that ive been busy with personal training, finishing the wrestling season (which I won states for the heavyweights...the guy was easy) , and of course... being a vigalante.

First on the list to update you on... home life and friend life.

Things have gotten so much better, its not even funny. Theyve really started to become nicer to me. Although Louis still hates me and resents me, I dont care. Ive been the best person I can be, and I cant be anymore than that! Tracy respects me...out of her own, not by me forcing her. Thats totally against who I am as a person, and I will NEVER force anyone to do something for me. :) Marta is doing so much better, and is actually in gymnastics...Im so happy for her.

My friends on the other hand...*sigh* it isnt that great. Lucas was hurt in school the other day. Not by accident either. Some gang members wanted test answers from him, he said fuck off. And I was thinking, "Good for you Lucas!" But...they visited his home, blew the door down with a shottie...and they whipped out their pocket knives and shanks. Its just Lucas, his mom...and thats it. And thats who were exactly hurt. They were sliced up...stabbed up...they werent found until Tania went to visit about a week later. The gang members were found and put in jail...but, I was so hurt when this happened. I mean...this was one of my closest friends. I wanted vengance so badly... so I followed through. I went to their hang out, just in a net shirt, baggy jeans. This was around early Februrary...so I lifted 40, 000 tons then. I went in with just my hands...and I beat them up...not to kill...but to hinder so badly. Deep down inside, I enjoyed every moment, I felt like an acient warrior in battle... slaying her opponents. They were battered, broken, and some nearly dead. I wore a ski mask though...so they didnt know who it was. So when the report showed on the news...they had no clue who attacked them. The police had an idea...but knew what was up. After thinking about it now...I regretted that... I really dont know what I want anymore... I want to help people. But then...I want the ones giving pain to suffer 1000 fold for what theyve done.

Second on the list - Wrestling.

Season went great. I had to fake it a lot...but I went undefeated the whole season. (Gee I wonder why?) The coach was happy, and I guess I was sort of popular...although the girls still called me freak. Assholes. I broke up with Ashley...It wasnt worth having a brain dead bimbo anymore. She only wanted body. Not mind. And if Im going with someone I want someone who wants both halves.

Last But Not Least... Abilities training!

I max about 65,000 now. But thats when Im really motivated. Im impressed with my form...im like harder than titanium now. The car endurance test...Ive not felt a thing as of late...and if im scratched...it sorta heals up in about 2 days. So I guess I heal a little better. Ive gained total control of my energy manipulation, and my flight. After reading up things with Ultragirl ...but then reading things from Blogger...I so wanna make a choice on my future soon. But...should I do what I want...or...be a hero...? *sigh* So far im leaning twards hero. Lets hope I stay that way.

Gotta head to class, got Weight Training followed my Chemistry...both my favs. :D See you all later...and I hope to post soon!

Outside Being A Vigalante

2006-01-24T08:29:00.000-08:00

While I struggle to figure out...what to do with my life...and my ablitities. Many friends and kids at school said I should get into bodybuilding. I really dont know why they said so... I mean yeah, I got some muscle up the yin yang...and yes, I kept my quite inpressive bustier and feminity. And I cant help but notice guys say im pretty now...they said my light tan did wonders. But meh, its whatever ya know? Ive been continuing my training...I wont say how strong I am physically now...cause I think its something if youre willing to find out youll ask me over IM or something. Ive been focused on the invulrablitity and my hand blasts...My sister would put a brick on the accelerator on a car, and tied the wheel so it went straight foward. About 19 cars hit me...from 20 and on it started to hurt a lot...so I guess it isnt that evolved yet. The energy blasts are incredible though. I could blast holes in concrete. Im not sure if thats growing either or not...maybe its stopped. Hopefully its stopped. I dont want to blast a hole in anyone incuding myself when sleeping. But Tracy said my skin was like a rhinos...soft but when hit its like punching a brick wall. Marta agreed also...ive been keeping an eye on her. I dont want her to suffer for my problems...or sins or whatever. Anyways, I changed my yahoo name....cause I only made that profile on a friends yahoo cause i was in desprate need. Look and youll find it. Anyways, class is over. So I gotta go. Weight training next. Oh yeah. I won the Heavyweight class in wrestling at the state finals...so Im definatly going to have a nice dinner today. ^_^

Take Whats Mine

2006-01-10T12:19:00.000-08:00

Im better. Ive been lifting still. At the 30,000 mark...but Ive been doing running also. I didnt know I could hit a bit over 300 mph....it was very intresting. I started working with flight...and all of that. And im loving the results. Although Im still pretty buff, I still have curves...and guys are still drooling...although some are in fear. And for those ones who dont like me...who cares, if there one of you who likes me... theres 100 who hate me. Onto the reason why...ive named this...that.

My bro Louis.

He doesnt care I exist...hell everyone in the family repects me..but he doesnt. So I had to talk to him. And see why he hated me so much. So we met in the gym the rest of the family met in, and I asked him why. He replied, "Girls shouldnt be strong. They shoul be below men...and just because youre stronger and everything doesnt mean youre higher! It just means youre a sterioid freak."
My heart sank. And I didnt know what to say. I mean, I was a heroine at times...at other times I had..."indulgences"...but I was still the same person. I walked up to him...I guess I finished my height spurt...cause I was at 6' 7 now. And I looked deep into his eyes, saying, "I dont care...what you say...or what you do. All I need is your respect...and I wont bother you for anything else." He just laughed at me and kept walking away....so I gave into my impulses...and grabbed his arm saying,
"I wasnt done with you yet."
He replied,
"I dont care. Were done she bulk."
And it was then I snapped. I didnt want to...but...I sorta felt how some females would feel when theyre dealing with an idiot and theyre trying to get a simple point across and wishes they cold smack them? Yeah. I smacked him...pretty hard for a human. Hard enough he was hunched over for a bit screaming in pain. I put my hands on his ribs and healed him a little (another ability I seemed to have) and let him go.
"I wont do much more."
I told him. I left the room sighing too. I mean...I wont hit him till he repsects me. Ill let him come to me now. Just as long as someone repsects me...Ill be happy. Im not even sure if I should have a heroine name...maybe Vixen...or Alpha...or something cool. I definatly need a hero name...

The Long Holiday

2006-01-03T07:08:00.000-08:00

Totally sorry. Been so busy with training, and doing good... (and not so good) deeds as I went along. My winter break was great time to reflect on what I was doing with my life, and my growing ablities. I lift a good 20, 000 tons now. I was mainly working on strength training in my spare time. Have been to the mall with friends... had a little fun with Ashley and a few others (the not so good deeds). But since im all over that, its time to begin the new year in style...and live the best I can. With a few more days left in this semester I gotta step it up, cause Ive been too into training, and too little into my english class. Anyways, I decided to give yall the 411 on whats going on with me currently. Im sure ill post later. So until then, adios. ^-^

Desperation

2005-12-19T12:32:00.000-08:00

I almost finished the serum...hopefully it helps them. Although it didnt do shit for me, it should help them out big time... but onto the real thing.

Well im not on Ultragirl...or Blogger status, but im a pretty dammned good hero. Well... a streets hero to be exact. For example, when I came back from pratice, and doing a little fun with Ashley on Wednesday, I saw a thug mugging this about 26 looking woman. Thinking to myself I cant let this happen, I sprung into action. ^_^ He got around the corner, as I decided flight wasnt nessissary, I leaped upwards and landed infront of him. He looked like he was soo gonna shit his pants. I smirked as he unloaded two clips right in my midsection...the absolute worse place to shoot me. I mean, over the week people, I didnt lift that much, but when I did... I REALLY lifted. I max 450 easy now. So the bullets hit my midsection, I flexed my stomach, catchin the bullets and let it go as I slowly walked twards him. I dashed quite fast, I noticed I had superish speed now. Great timing. And popped up behind him, putting him in a masterlock, like I saw on wrestling the other day. He was done. Passed out in like 15 seconds. I put his body down and wrapped 2 thick metal bars around him as I put him ontop of the car I saw him get out of before, and handed the purse back to the lady. Ironically in school the next day, she was our guest speaker in health, talking about date rape. She was alittle cute...not better than Ash though. And there was a cute guy in the class too. He looked at me and did a light wink. Am I in heaven? Who knows. Tracy now fully respects me, so do my parents. Louis is the only one who adviods me. But that will change. I will get his repect in one form or another.

Lust

2005-12-12T16:48:00.000-08:00

I dunno what I did... or what drove me to do what I did at wrestling tryouts, but I did it. After tryouts, they decided ot put me on reserves, cause they knew if I was one of the starters, it would be unfair for the other teams. But the girl who hated me the most... Ashley Bloomer...she was there. Shes quite attractive...to both sexes. Black hair, green eyes, a seductivish voice, a fitness type muscle body, with the cutest 4 pack ive ever seen, about 5' 8 and weighing at 150 lbs. She may have looked petite, but she did all the lifting stunts for the cheerleaders despite the fact she was the lead cheerleader. Anyways, she hated me before for being me. Now she hates me cause I make her boyfriends' number stand. So when it was just us in the showers, both of us nude, we were at a distance when she spoke. "Youre such an arrogant bitch Marina..." She said calmly. I didnt reply as I continued to wash myself over, not saying anything. She kept going with the ridicule. "Did you hear me, you over sterioded musclular freakish amazon? Leave my shower room or Ill beat you up!" I didnt reply, as I continued to do my buisness. She walked up to me and attempted to shove me, only pushing herself back. "BITCH!" she screamed. I looked her body over...she was well curved...and well, Im quite impartial to both sexes due to my lifestyle. So I didnt know what to do...I felt Lust. An uncontrolable love....I dunno. But I tried to advoid it...but damn it...i couldnt. So I with my hair tied back I slowly started walking twards her as she backed herself into a corner. I put my hands on her shoulders, and looked deep into her eyes, her eyes showing fear...and an attraction. Dont ask me how I know...but I felt it. "So Im a bitch...huh?" I replied as I started to lightly press against her. She was stammering as she vibrated, it was like she was in the pure thrill of the moment. I lowered my head to her ear whispering, "So you feel it too..." She stammered again, "Uh...uh..." I grabbed her arms and pushed them into the wall, so she couldnt pull it out. She froze as I had my way with her. Whatever pride she had left...was out the window...she's mine. She is mine. I let her go and said, "So you wont bother me anymore...will you?" She nodded dumfoundedly...as she fell onto her knees, looking out of it. I helped her up and we both got dressed and left. I dunno if what i did was the right thing...hopefully it isnt...so I dont have to do it again. Anyways...yall know how to reach me...

A Love For Blood

2005-12-12T08:25:00.000-08:00

Before you make assumptions...no Im not a vampire...or a slaughtering brute. This came from the bottom of my heart. Ive lived the last weekend in high regards, and in emotion. My sister Tracy, was in an intresting predicament. We both were sent to the market on Saturday to get some food for Marta, since she came home earlier that day and we stopped at a Giant to grab some food. When we stepped out, a gunman was about to come out to rob the store when he saw her, and decided he wanted "pussy" more than money at the moment. So he held a gun to my sister, screaming at her, to come with him. I came out during the altercation and screamed for him to let her go. I mean, despite all shes done to me...shes still my flesh and blood. And I didnt want to seem like the cold beast she was to me before my change. When he screamed no and was about to open fire, I used my speed...man Im fast. And my hand got between the spot he aimed for, and his gun. Catching the bullet, my hand wasnt cut or anything, that supported the invunarability thing. I threw the bullet to the side and said, "Despite our problems...shes my sister. And you gotta go through me first..." And he thought he could with a knife...although the idiot doesnt realize, if a bullet did hurt, what made him think a knife would. It shattered instanlty on my abs...so what did I do? Shoved him into a wall...hard enough to knock him out. I took my sister, and we left. The walk home was quiet until we go near the house, and Tracy showed humanity. She hugged me and was crying, saying, "Im so sorry sis..." I...felt good. I felt really good. I hugged back lightly, crying too. When we got home, she told our parents everything and they showed pride. I guess my family isnt as half assed as I thought. Next day, after I finished reading through a bodybuilding mag, Tracy walked in asking if I could train with her. So I did. I was lifting my new max of about 200 tons, she was doing 250 lbs. For a normal girl her size, shes pretty strong. Anyways, Sunday went slow. And im sure things will get better over time. All I know is blood is thicker than water...and my sis and I are a bit closer now.

- M

Revival

2005-12-07T10:53:00.000-08:00

I dunno, if its...a revalation, or something. But some dream I had... really changed how I look at life. And maybe might have changed the way I use my ablities. My dream went like this. There was flames all over the place... and I saw Marta's motionless body admist the flames. I tried running twards it, my body burning as I pushed through. But the deeper I went...the more it burning as much as it did, I felt stronger and stronger as I got closer to her. But then when I reached her, I awoke...my clothes torn in shreds. Apperently I over flexed....but whatever. Went to go visit Marta. And she was fine...she talked to me...and everything. There are miracles...arent they?

The Urge To Make a Choice

2005-12-06T11:47:00.000-08:00

Marta's stable. For now. And I am short for words right now. I was walking down the street from school, well dressed, because it snowed...so yeah. A bus filled with middle schoolers, headed for a bus stop. My face was covered by a scarf thank god...haha, and anyways the bus got stuck on a ditch. My thoughts were, "Oh Its safe, keep walking." Little did i know...that there was a train coming, because that ditch spot they were in, were right on the train tracks. They would have been finished. And with the sound of an oncoming train in the distance, I had to step up! I ran down there and thought for a moment as I saw the train coming fast...since it was a bullet train. I didnt think...I just reacted. I lifted the bus over my head and flew into the sky, keeping the bus stable as I slowly landed on the road, and put the bus down. The kids were cheering, some oohs and ahhs I could hear... some girls were like, "I wanna be like her!" And some boys were like, "Wicked COOL!" Luckily all they saw was my eyes, due to my hat and scarf. I turned and walked away as fast as possible...cause I also heard sirens coming. Anyways, im at home now...I can hear Tracy calling for me to come with them to the hospital, so I will. Maybe being a hero might work out after all...

Reflection 12/05

2005-12-06T08:26:00.000-08:00

I failed. I failed Marta. Not only as a sister. But as a guardian. I had power to change the situation...and I called their bluff...and they werent kidding! Marta's healing a little. Theyre not sure if shes going to make it, but shes doing much better. Should I become a hero? To prevent all thats going on? Blogger...Ultragirl...Daphne...Sandra. Che...other beings like myself who trancend what people consider normal. And were looked at differently. All because were more privilaged than they are. And Im sick of it. They dont care about me...im a freak in their eyes. I love life just as much as the next person. But if they want to take away mine...should I take away theirs? should I throw my morals out the window? Sunday...and the rest of Saturday was long. As soon as I stepped out...they glared at me...the police, they came back in larger numbers. All aimed their guns at me...I didnt know what to do. I wasnt going to turn myself in, just because it was a crime to be me. I dont care anymore. I told them, "I dont care...back off." And they screamed and threatened they would call super powered beings on me...to stop me. And I replied, "Bring it." I dont care...if I have to throw it all away to protect my beliefs...I will. My sister...she will get better. I swear...SHE WILL get better. No matter what the cost. For I belive if any of you in my position, would do the same thing...no matter how much you deny it. Im going to lift the new weights I got. I currently bench a little over 85 tons...and I can press up to 90 tons... Although it feels without training im getting stronger...nothing wrong with training. Ill go train a little right now... leave a message after the beep.

Beep.

The Devils Cry 12/03

2005-12-06T08:25:00.001-08:00

This... Im...Im sorry yall. I cant talk properly right now. Those stupid cops...They...They...Let me tell the story. I dont care what any of you say...what I did was justified. The cops showed. I was outside awaiting what was going on. As they all came out aiming their guns at me, they had S.W.A.T and the freaking F.B.I. there too. I spoke calmly, "Come the hell on...I wont do anything to anyone. Im not a danger to anyone...leave me alone." They kept their weapons on me as I turned, I looked to Louis, Tracy, Mom, and Dad whom were all looking down at me from one of the windows. I dont know if it was a look of hatred. a look of fear, or a look of sadness. Did they actually care about me? Was I someone important to them? I dont know... All I know is Marta was the only one with balls. As they opened fire, the bullets bounced off my body, I just looked to them in silence. Hell sniper bullets were frail against my body. But thats not the thing. The thing...that set me off...goes like this. When they stopped firing I spoke again, "I have no quarell with you. Back off." Three idiot chovanistic men arose of the crowd of officers, pissed and emasculated. The middle one screamed, "SHES A FREAK, ICE THE BITCH!" Marta ran out, standing infront of me, crying saying, "If you want my big sis, youre going to go through me!" I told her that she was acting like an idiot, and she should go back in. I had all these powers and senses...and I couldnt stop what happened next. They opened fire...4 bullets hit Marta. My...heart sunk...and I carried her inside to the family....they were crying as I handed her to them. I...needed to seek vengance....swiftly. They could have...and Might kill her...I walked out, tears streaming. People wonder if devil's cry. Ive been called a devil...and a freak...I guess I am a devil...and if I am...we do cry. What happened next was a blur...All I know is when I snapped out of it...I was surrounded by flames...the smart ones ran off. The three idiots...oh....yeah. They got their just deserts, and anyone who got in my way did...I headed in, took my sister, and flew to the hospital. Thats where she is now...and thats where Im writing from. Maybe shell recover. Maybe she wont. I hope for their sakes she does... Devils do cry...

Never Trust A Sibling 12/01

2005-12-06T08:25:00.000-08:00

Anger...can be your worse enemy...and your greatest strength. For Louis it was his worse enemy...for me it was my greatest strength. When my sib's came back and headed to the basement, I could tell Lou was pissed, and he said, "You left a bruise and broken bones on Tracy you stupid bitch." I looked at him, well, now actually down at him. I used to be 5' 4...he was 6' 1. Now Im 6' 5 and hes shorter than I am for the moment. So I glared down at him, "What are you going to do? I have no beef with you so back off." When I turned back to handle my projects, Lou whacked my back with his crowbar...and his crowbar broke over my back. I glared at him with the darkest glare I ever gave him, when I started talking and walking foward...he stepped back and was stuttering like no tomorrow. I started, "Ive been totured by you and Tracy for too long...you fear me now?!" And heres the great part, when I unbuttoned my top, revealing my new build, he looked lustful...but deathly afraid at the same time. I pressed him agianst the wall...he looked in a trance, I guess my eye color does that to people. And he stamored repeatedly. As for Tracy. She looked like she was about to die of fear. But was this what I wanted...? To make them feel like I did? Yeah it was...but I sorta felt like god at that moment. I let him go and said, "Youre my brother...shes my sister. Learn from my example...and show respect." I went back to my work as he ran upstiars with her. I guess it was that moment my hearing kicked in. He ran to his room and started caling the police. And I was thinking, ~What am I gonna do...its the freakin cops!?~ So I dressed up, and headed outside, stadning out there, as they pulled up. I said, "There a problem officers?" They just aimed their guns at me...and when I walked twards them, they pulled the trigger. I was so scared...this was the moment I feared...until it was over. I saw dented bullets on the floor. They hit me and came off. Hell, some even ricoheted off of me. I glared at them and spoke, "Stop it...I caused to trouble and no pain to anyone. Back off." I walked inside and shut the door. I went straight into my room and hid...lord knows what theylll bring next...If I dont get back to yall later...youll hear from me tommorrow.

Another Thought 12 / 01

2005-12-06T06:19:00.000-08:00

I did more research on what happened to me. And what I found out shocked me. Apperently I had the gene that I talked about in the last post, the superhuman one thats passed down ever 2 generations in my family. But it was dormant...and wouldnt show itself until I was 18. But amazingly, I did more research. The serum...didnt do jack squat to me. All...it did...was awaken what was within me. So I have a high chance of becoming much more powerful than the ones who came before me. Isnt that kick ass? But the thing is...should I use what I have for the greater good...or do I use it in vengance against the ones who have done me wrong? I dunno. But I made sure I wore baggy clothes to school. Just so Louis or Tracy didnt know what had happened to me. I wanted to make sure they were the last to know. As we went into gym I put on my sweats as we started to jog. Tracy wanted to show how much better she was like usual and called me out to race. This was going to be good. As we waited on our marks Emily, her lackey, called GO. I let Tracy get a 3 second head start as I started to run. I was literally lifting peices of the ground off the floor from how hard and how fast my legs were pushing, and I wasnt even trying! Tracy got real pissed when she saw me waving at her from the finish. When she walked up to me, she knew I used to have a weak stomach so she threw one of her hardest punches there. I didnt flex, and she broke her hand on impact...it was hilarious. She tried swining on me as I backed up with ease, dodging eveything this sad excuse of a girl had. When she left herself open I threw a light punch to her 4 pack...sending her flying about 4 feet...and she was unconcious when she hit the ground. The kids stared at me funny...and I didnt know what to do. So I ran off, in fear, and hid under some bleachers. I couldnt stay in school that day, so I grabbed my clothes and skipped the rest of the day. I bet youre wondering why Im saying the serum and the incident caused my gene to awaken. When I got home, I saw the same super strong mice, shirveled up, and dead. Apperently what I made would have killed me. But Ill work on a real serum... I cant leave my friends hanging like that. Im going to get to the lab for a little. Ill blog again later.

The Defining Moment 11 / 30

2005-12-06T06:18:00.000-08:00

I...dont know what to do. I must tell you...these last few hours have been so eventful, people with normal hearts would have a heart attack...no joke. But you have to hear me out...I...finally...acended. My powers finally showed themselves...and the thing is...the ritual..and what im about to tell you..enhanced them...so I have no clue what im capable of now. I couldnt belive I had my eyes open the whole time this happened...but boy was it a rush.

I finalized and finished the modifications to the forumula. That was done...yes, I added in certain rediative things that could kill someone...but I was really desperate. I need this badly. As I stared at the vial, after Lucas and the others left I decided it was now...or never. I took the vial, and gulped it down...and I looked at the huge beaker that the rest was in. If this worked, I would soo share it with my friends. But something happened...my stomach burned like hell, as I moaned and groaned, I fell back, onto the table with all the chemicals...they shattered...and what was left of the forumla, seeped into my cuts. I was bleeding, I could barely see, my body was racked with pain, as I looked at myself in the mirror. But this was when the real crazy stuff went down. The cuts slowly pushed out the glass shards out of my body...I was confused as mess. I didnt know what was going on... my chest started to grow. I was so confused, I was like miss negative A cup, and I was becoming a C, then a D. I was getting very curvy...my rear was sticking out more... My net top started to strech out a little... but here was the part that was freaking me out...my eyes werent hazel anymore, but that weird color they were during the "ceremony". My hair got longer, I was getting a little taller, and here was the part that I loved. Her body started to get a little muscle on it, but then it started to grow like crazy, my arms were swelling up as I could see a few veins. My legs were filling out my extremly baggy pants. I had the ugliest belly of all time, then it shifted to a toned midesction, then slowly, dare I say it? I was getting a 6 pack...and it filled out, and looked hard as stone. My chest, I coudl see pushed out a little more, cause now I was getting pectoral muscle under my still full and ample bosom. My back filled out, my skin tanned just a little. My shoulders, my neck.. I was in shock. I looked my body over, my net shirt tore off when I just looked to the side. I slowly tied my hair back and looked my body over. I smiled as I snuck out the back, accidently ripping the door off its henges, I slowly started to put it to the side. All I knew was I had super strength, and a body to back it up. I looked to the sky, smiling, and all of a sudden I felt light...when I looked down I was floating. This was another boost...I had no clue I could fly. When I landed, my hands ignited with a purple energy...when I aimed it at a tree...I fired a blast. Oh my god i was so happy. I covered myself in a robe. People said I was weird, flat, and had nothing aside from a cute face. Now I have a body like a I dunno...middleweight bodybuilder, I was so curvy, I was on cloud nine. I ran to my mother and called her down. I asked about the family "curse" as she filled me in on it thats when I learned, the chemicals widened the possiblities of powers I had. Healing...strength...invunrablitiy...flight...energy projection? Oh my god, school tommorrow will be fun. Youll hear all the juicy stuff when I get back from school...

The Pain 11/29

2005-12-06T05:33:00.000-08:00

This...is insane. Im good with science. Hell Im well respected for it. Its one of the few reasons my brother and sister take mercy on me evey now and then. Its weird, we were in the my personal lab, things were working very well. I looked to Lucas and spoke, "Lucas... what if this adrenaline forumla works...I mean its perfect. Boosts ones metabolism, excellent source of protein, and permits easy muscle building." He replied, "I...dunno..." I didnt care really. I wanted to finish this! I needed this...I wanted power...I wanted strength... I couldnt be pushed around anymore! We tested it on the rats, and the animals and it worked perfectly. But I had to be totally sure. As we let the forumla finish solvating we went back to the room where the others were. Tania had a glass full with a black substance, another member of the group, Yuriko drew out alchemic lines on the ground. I did research on my family and learned there was at least one superhuman born almost every generation... and the intresting thing was, it would usually happen to females. I thought if I went through with this...this could probably bring it out of me. I layed on the circle, nude, as Tania painted these symbols on my body. I had no clue what they meant, but im sure it was for my safety. As they began to chant, I didnt belive in the dark arts until that moment. The circle glew blood red, as my body pulsed with pain, they were in awe, as i could see myself in a mirror above me... my veins buldged. My normally hazel eyes took a light pinkish magenta color, my veins glowing red...I didnt know what to do. I couldnt scream. Then every spot where a mark was put glew with a vengance, gving me a burning sensation all over my body. I passed out...for lord knows how long. More like 4 hours later, making it about 12: 00 PM. I slowly sat up, my friends shook their heads as my vision focused. "Nothing." Lucas spoke up...and he was right. Nothing happened to me. But im sure...ill luck out. This forumla might need some readjusting. Im working on it as I speak...Ill catch you all later...

My Insanity 11/ 28

2005-12-06T05:31:00.000-08:00

Hello... im Marina. Im not sure if you know me...I highly doubt it. Im 16. Unpopular...a junior in High school. I dont have many friends, the ones I have are usually ridiclued and beat up on. We were marked, as "The Devils Whores" by many. Its just me, Tania whos a senior. She used ot be popular, until she was beat up by several of the weakest, and i mean weakest people around...when she was belived to be the strongest. So she fell from grace, before she fell she was nice to us anyway. So we gladly accpeted her. Lucas, whos a sophmore. He was oneof the kindest souls ever until he was found alone in his home with his whole family slaughtered right infront of him...he was traumatized for god knows how long. And theres a few others, but I cant go into deep detail. Im always being looked down by my sister and brother, Louis and Tracy... they seem to have fun picking on me. Louis was a football player, strongest guy on varsity... could manhandle me in moments...and Tracy was muscled for a girl...due to her track and wrestling training. Then I had mom and dad who gave less bit of a damn where I was, I was dead weight to them. My little sister Marta only cared about me... shes a freshman this year. We were triplets, Louis, Tracy and I, so they enjoyed picking on me because they were popular and stronger... It doesnt matter...im sure one day Ill get them back...and Ill show them all.

Che...

2005-12-05T19:17:00.000-08:00

Its Funny. They feared me...so they closed the old blog down. Dont worry...Ill fill you back in on everything soon.