Hey, my name's Jozyl Jocoti but most to all civilians like yourself would know me as Shayde. That's right I called you a civilian, if you're getting the hint here that means I am most likely a superhero or supervillian (Mwhahahaha! Just kidding) or maybe I could be neither or maybe both? I dunno I haven't picked a side yet.
Well anyways I've decided to write my life down in this very article(s) you dear civilian are reading. And if you are reading this I advise you to read with caution, this is a tale of extraordinary events of a not so normal girl along with her definitely not normal friends, plus some violence and bloodlust that I advise younger children under the age of 13 to stop reading immediately.
Dudes don't worry its not that bad. Well it may come close but we are getting off the point. Again my name's Jozyl otherwise known as Shayde I'm 15 years old (well actually if you want to get technical I'm only 1 1/2 but we'll get to that part later) I have currently decided to write down my major life events (mainly 'cause my dad/creator wants me to be more creative and more active in extra-curricular activities) and this is my life!
Now... Where should I start? I suppose at the beginning but it's kind of long and complicated and boring and etc. I really don't want to go into that right now. Uh... What's another good place? How about the first time I met a JL member! Yeah that's definitely a good place to start! Trust me you'll like this,its a very inspiring tale! Yeah,not really but we've got to start somewhere.
Ok, I was just having a nice stroll... Or roll...(I have a wheelchair as a civilian..or when I'm pretending to be a civilian) in the city. It was a nice and cool May evening in D.C. The sun was setting giving the sky a pretty reddish-orange hue. I was actually on my way to Cadmus, my dad's/creator's workplace. His "job" isn't exactly a stable one. He had quit Cadmus about two years ago, and now the just recently "rehired" him. (Another story for another time)
My nice evening was abruptly interrupted by a woman's scream and then a gunshot fired into the air from behind me.
I did a quick turnaround just as the police sirens came wailing by, followed by the ambulance, and then the firetruck. Citizens were already crowding down the street at the Hometown Bank Of D.C.
"Great." I muttered to myself "Bank robbery, I thought people could at least wait a week since the last one."
I heard shouting and more screaming coming from the inside of the bank as the police set up a perimeter. then the voice of the lead thug shout out to the cops "Anyone try anything and we start shooting! Got that?!"
Oh, yeah that screams cliché, how many movies has this guy seen?
I rolled my eyes then rolled myself into a side alleyway. With all the commotion no one would notice a half-blind paralyzed girl in a wheelchair just randomly roll herself into a shadowed alleway! Yeah, most civilians just tend to see what's right in front of them. But you shouldn't worry, dark shadowy places are where I do my best work.
I parked myself about halfway through the alley, right in a good shadow zone. I put my hand up against the place of blocked light and felt myself surge with my power, the power of the shadows. I became one myself and felt the cool temperature drop in my body, hey no light, no heat. I rose from my wheelchair as a solid shadow, I felt so free, I could walk, run, stand on my own, I wasn't restrained by that stupid thing and better yet I could see. In civilian mode I only have about 20% of my vision but when I go into my super dude shadow mode well I can't see in a sense of what you think seeing is but through the shadows. I see what they see, and that's alot(the shadows make perfect spying tools everyone no matter what will always have a shadow so built in video monitorfor me almost 24/7), its all black and white though and backwards, its hard to explain if you haven't seen it yourself.
Turning into a shadow is a pretty cool feeling, but fusing with another shadow is even cooler. Imagine being a tiny water droplet being dropped into the ocean. When you drop into the ocean you become part of that bigger source. Can you still define yourself that little water droplet? Yes and no. Yes because its your mind, its you. You can define yourself right? Even if you are a water droplet in the middle of the ocean, you can define yourself. Or can you? If this really was just a water droplet in the middle of the ocean then that droplet just becomes part of the ocean, if we somehow take a random droplet out the ocean, will it still be that same droplet?
Do you get what I'm saying? Yes? No? Maybe so? I don't dudes but I'm trying my best here. To me that's how it feels to you... Most likely your brain is hurting.
Anyways so there I was fused in with the shadows of the alleyway, I traveled through the shadows to back entrance of the bank of it was heavily bolted with I don't know about 10 tons of steel? I heard a click and clack as the door opened. Man, these thugs were just as predictable as I thought. Two guys with those totally out of style ski masks came out with sacks practically overflowing with green cash, they were followed by two more thugs, both with guns, then most likely the head honcho came out. He was trying to get the other guys to hurry up down the alley to an armored truck that they had probably stolen. But I definitely ws not gonna give them that chance. Maybe it had only been about a week since the last bank robbery attempt but I am a girl that tends to get bored with life rather quickly.
I waited for them to get just around the corner to the truck when I took control of the shadows to form one of my favorite heroes of the night. The dark knight.
I overexaggerated his profile to fit the wall the dudes had the truck against, when th sunlight went away and when they spotted the reason why, it was pure terror! The caught by none other than the "Batman"! I could barely hold back my laughter. The thug in charge sent two of his men to investigate but as soon as they rounded the corner the were met by my TKO shadow punch! Bam and bam! The dudes went flying back to there big bad boss. By then the sun was almost down, the light was fading and the darkness growing. My favorite time of day.
But my dad/creator would soon be getting worried if I didn't get back to the lab soon. Man, I kinda wanted to have just a little bit more fun...
So, I while concealing me and my shadows form as the Batman I took down some more thugs, and even threw around some shadow batarangs. When it came down to the big bad head honcho he was so scared that he just gave up and ran out the alley screaming "I give up! I can't fight Batman! Somebody help!" Fortunately those somebodies were the cops, dude ran straight into them.
"Wait? Batman?" I heard one cop say.
"In there! In there!" The dude pointed straight at the shadows, at me really.
The police dude that questioned him walked into the alley, but all he saw were the shadows, and the thugs gang, along with the truck and the money.
I kinda wished I could stay, bask in the glory for once but I had to get back to the lab and by now my dad/creator would be definitely more then just worried.
That's all the time we have now folks, see ya next time!