Stunting

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

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

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

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

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

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

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...