The First Superhero (Novella): Richter by Rutherford Logan

Author:Rutherford, Logan [Rutherford, Logan]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Superheroes | Supervillains
Published: 2016-02-25T05:00:00+00:00

Patrick sat back in his chair, trying to come up with other theories. He couldn’t think of any other ones that were as plausible as the two he had written down. He flipped the pen around in his hands, thinking, If I’m really going to do this, the first thing I need to do is find out what I’m capable of. My abilities will help me in this search, but first I have to find out their extent.

* * *

The next morning, Patrick ran as fast as he could. His strides were so huge it felt almost as if he were flying. He zoomed across the Michigan countryside, running around cars and buildings when they popped up, but leaving them out of sight just a few moments later.

After about ten minutes of running, he came to a stop in some thick woods. He had no idea where he was, or even if he was still in Michigan. He took a deep breath, drinking in the smell of the tall pines. Even though it was almost June, deep in the woods it was still damp and cool. He almost wished he’d worn a long-sleeved shirt, but he told himself he wouldn’t be still long enough to get cold.

He scanned the tree line, taking in the sight of the towering pines. There were a few other trees sprinkled around, maybe oaks or hackberries—he wasn’t sure. All he knew was that the pines that stood tall before him were very, very heavy. He picked out the tallest one of the bunch and walked over. It stood almost a hundred feet tall, and was probably very old.

Patrick had other things on his mind, however. There were plenty of trees around. He needed to find out the extent of his abilities, and he wasn’t going to be able to do that by hugging trees. He was doing this for one reason: so he could find out who had killed everybody at the party.

“Sorry, buddy, but I gotta do it,” he said with a smile as he patted the tree.

He wrapped his arms as far as he could around the tree. I guess I am a tree hugger, he thought with a chuckle. He squeezed the trunk, sending cracks up and down it, as if it were made of glass. It moaned and shook as he pulled up slowly. Roots sprang up from the ground and shot dirt up into the air, hitting Patrick in the face. It was like the tree was fighting back against him, but it was going to take a little more than flinging of dirt to stop him.

He pulled up on the tree more and more, going slowly so he’d be able to know the exact moment when it became difficult. He waited for resistance, but none came. He stood there amazed as he pulled the tree out of the ground. He pulled it up as far as he could until his own height stopped him. He wasn’t tall enough to pull it out any farther.

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