10 It’s hard to be a superhero.
Wednesday, February 11th
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The informations you can find on line is very generic. This informations is intended for the widest possible audience and therefore provides little detail. Coupled with the fact that civilians only have access to the U.S. database, finding information from the rest of the world has become complex for those, who like Jane, don't know how to get around the limitations imposed on the operation of the network.
From which social category do the majority of Hanumans come? How do their organizations operate? What are their ideals and political ideas? These are some of the questions that Jane could not get any answers to.
Jane later tried to seek information from the Hanumans themselves, but in this state-controlled society, their articles are quickly deleted from the Internet. She discovered that she can learn more as she navigates on called the dark web. However: What's the dark web?
She tried to find out more about this unknown thing, but she didn't get any further. Not knowing the way to enter this underground online territory, Jane made this handy virtual screen disappear.
This lack of knowledge made Jane a little bitter, but among her reading, she found a few articles that all has one thing in common. In remembering the 3 traitors she propelled into the pool, cross-referenced with this informations, Jane found it hard to control her joy.
According to these articles, it is mentioned that only Poltergeists of rank B or higher can manipulate the bodies of human beings. These three women wading in the water after Jane threw them into the pool on her first attempt, thus prove to her that her ability is at the top of the scale set by the government.
After her passionate reading and discovery of her new possibilities, Jane jumped from her window and landed in the garden.
Her instincts whispered to her that she could land on her legs without injury, so she didn't think much of it when she made the 16-foot jump into the void.
This feeling of physical change turned out to be correct. The moment her feet touched the ground, she felt the bottom of her skeleton change slightly and her muscles tightened to the extreme.
Standing in the garden, she looked at her long, sexy legs in admiration and jumped up and down laughing.
This jump was just the premise of the tests she was determined to conduct. Convinced that time in this cozy house was coming to an end, Jane, initialized her personal assistant's stopwatch, then propelled herself forward.
The household staff stood away from the beautiful young girl, who with her charming smile on her lips, was running at such a speed that their eyes could barely keep up with her movements.
Jane ran at full speed for 2 minutes and 05 seconds, but no matter how fast she ran, she had to admit something very unpleasant. Although her speed is exceptional, the endurance of a rich little girl is close to zero.
Exhausted and dripping with sweat, her shirt sticking to her small breasts that rose and fell with her rapid breathing, for a few minutes, she lay down on the pale green lawn, similar that of the football fields.
When she got up, she considered starting to run at full speed again, but she quickly threw the possibility behind her. Remembering how difficult it is to endure this titanic effort, Jane concludes that trying a new test would be more beneficial to her.
Before running at full capacity for such a long period of time, she would undergo rigorous training. This excuse, made her perfect satisfied with herself, and Jane headed for one of the large synthetic trees that stood before her eyes.
She stood motionless in front of this huge immortal tree that only fire can damage and she estimated the height to reach the first branch. Thirty feet? Thirty-two feet maybe? Whatever the exact height to reach the lowest branch, the jump required was by no means insignificant.
Whoever doesn't take a chance, will never know the exactness of his possibilities. Believing this approximate quote, Jane, keeping her eyes on the branch, bent her legs, which in an instant gained in tone.
Her delicate thighs hardened. Her muscles, tightened like those of a cat trying to reach the top of a piece of furniture, were ready for her jump.
With her feet and calves acting like a slingshot, she released an incredible force of impulse who projected her very quickly upwards.
[I can do it. I can certainly do it. No, I'm falling!]
Yet her inner encouragement and unshakeable confidence was not enough to reach the very high branch and halfway up, Jane, whose posture had wavered along the way, fell heavily on her buttocks.
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Sitting on her buttocks in the green grass, Jane realized that becoming a modern-day superhero fighting against the tyrant would certainly not be as easy as she had first envisioned.
No matter what difficulties she faces, one thing is certain: She can no longer be a citizen of this country, but she still has the chance to be protected by the safe enclosure offered by this large house in one of the most beautiful areas of the city. But after the intervention of the 3 women, this relative safety will be quickly undermined after that they denounced her. Resting would be a mistake, because soon she will be chased away for what she is and represents.
Jane, cannot count on her father to take her side. This man, who cherishes his money, will not put himself in danger for a girl he visits once every two years. As for her mother... Who knows where she is now?
Jane, who again raises her beautiful blue eyes to the branch, is convinced that if she does not make an effort and does not progress very quickly, apart from being taken to a battalion of the army to be used as a toy for the soldiers, or to be used as a guinea pig for the researchers, won't get anything very positive in the future.
With this certainty that does not leave her for a moment, Jane stands up on her legs. Perhaps she can't reach that too high branch, however, correcting her trajectory to fall back on her legs is certainly not impossible.
In the middle of her reflection, when Jane tries to understand what mistake she may have made previously, her personal assistant emits a bright yellow light, and then in front of her appears the image of a handsome man with cold eyes.
"Daddy, I was just waiting for you to contact me."