Superhero Separation, Chapter 8: In the Giant Drill

Welcome to Superhero Separation, a story of divorce, with superheroes. I definitely recommend this story for those in their teens, and possibly going through a divorce yourself. I will warn you, it isn’t pretty. The Incredibles or The Fantastic Four this isn’t.

If you missed a chapter, you might want to catch up here. 

Superhero Separation, Chapter 1: The Troubles Begin

Superhero Separation, Chapter 2: The Television Broadcast

Superhero Separation, Chapter 3: The Formal Announcement

Superhero Separation, Chapter 4: Prison Break-in

Superhero Separation, Chapter 5: Katrina's Plan

Superhero Separation, Chapter 6: After the Breakout

Superhero Separation, Chapter 7: Battle at the North Pole

Superhero Separation, Chapter 8: In the Giant Drill

Superhero Separation, Chapter 9: The End of My World

This Cast of Characters might help you if you get lost:

Particle Man: The leader of the Champion Quartet, he is the wife of Daydream Believer and father of Material Girl and Kodachrome. His power is over molecules, and can sense all of the molecules all around him. He can also teleport himself, other people, and things. He and his wife are separating.

Daydream Believer: The wife of Particle Man, and mother of Material Girl and Kodachrome. She has the power to see into other people’s daydreams. She also can make people daydream, thus making them not function properly.

Material Girl: Daughter of Particle Man and Daydream Believer, and brother to Kodachrome. She had the power to tear down any type of materials and reconstruct them into whatever she desires.

Kodachrome: Son of Particle Man and Daydream Believer, and sister to Material Girl. He has the power to change the color of anything. He can “color” the air to make illusions, or color himself so that he camouflages.

Massacre: Undoubtedly one of the worst super-villains. Massacre was once an ordinary man who lived hundreds of years ago, and sought immortality. He cast a spell that would make it so he would never die, but could not stand an eternal life on Earth. He has figured out that the spell can be broken as long as the Earth is destroyed, and has been trying to destroy the world ever since.

Chapter 8

Dad grabbed my hand.  He didn’t tell us that he was transporting us over the hole the big drill thing made, but before I knew it.  We started to fall. 

“I need to get as close to that thing as I can.  I should be able to sense a safe place to transport in there.”

  I noticed that as we fell, the walls became hotter and hotter until they glowed red.

“We’re getting closer.”

“We’re getting hotter.” I said, surprised that I was telling jokes at this time. 

I began to feel like I was going to hell.  All that cold that I felt just seconds ago was all I wished for. 

I saw that we were about to hit the top of the big drill. 

“Brace yourself!”

Suddenly, it felt a little less warm, but still was like a very hot summer’s day.  I knew that it was only get hotter, and Dad could not teleport me away now.    

Mom used her powers to scan the drill we were in.  She then pointed up.

“He’s up there, and…Katrina is…with him.”

Mom then looked at me, and she looked furious. 

I then realized that not only did she scan the daydreams of Massacre, but she must have scanned Katrina as well.  If she did that, then she would learn of what she did.  She then must know that I am involved. 

I couldn’t help but wonder why we didn’t think of this.  Mom swore that she would never use her powers on us, but if she did it accidentally, then she would learn some of our secrets.  She learned the one that I had been keeping.     

“Let’s go,” she said, and we were running to wherever stairs could be found.  I don’t think Dad wanted to risk another teleport. 

In our way, were Surgeon, the Inventor, and other enemies that Mom and Dad dispatched them as quickly as they could with hand-to-hand combat.  I wasn’t really enjoying the quick fights anymore.  Suddenly, I became aware that my parents were probably going to punish me like these guys. 

Eventually, we made it to the top, and Katrina was in the corner, and she had chains on here hands.  I recognized the metal as polodium, and it was the only material that my Dad could not teleport, and my sister could not reshape with her power.  If chains like that were put on Katrina, then she was pretty much helpless. 

Massacre had a very long sword pointed at her neck. 

“Okay, Daydream Believer, you’ve seen inside my mind.  If any of you try and stop me, then I stab her.  So that means that all of you will do nothing, except die together, along with the rest of the world.”

“Do it, Dad, just take him out.”

“Oh listen to that.  She’s willing to give up her life.  You know what’s really sick?  I’m about to destroy the world, but you already destroyed hers, and his.”

Massacre used his sword to point to Dad, then me.  I saw that Dad could have possibly teleported and taken the sword, but he didn’t.  Massacre then pointed again at Dad.

“You know, this is all your fault.”

“You lying bastard.”

Did usually didn’t say things like that in front of me.  I could tell he was incredibly angry.  I knew that if he got his hands on Massacre, he would beat him up.  Since Massacre couldn’t die, Dad would not hold back. 

“Lying?  I tell the truth more than you ever will.  I told your daughter if she freed me, that I would eventually double-cross her.  And how about that, I did!”

I saw Dad look at Katrina.  Mom didn’t look surprised. 

“Yeah,” said Massacre, “I figured the Mom knew already.  You haven’t been in communication with the wife these days, have you?  Who’s the bastard now?”

I thought Dad was going to say something.  I thought that he was going to try and talk to Massacre, and get him so he would let his guard down, so he could stop him.  Instead, he did nothing.  I don’t think he was thinking of what to do next, either.

I then realized what I hated most about my Dad.  He is a superhero, a man of action that was supposed to save the day.  For the past few months, he had done nothing.  He allowed his marriage to fall apart, and it would be like letting Massacre destroy the world.  He was probably going to let him do it. 

I began to cry, because I knew I was going to die.  The heat was like being in a fiery-hot sauna.  I also cried because my parents were getting separated, something that I had only done in private before. 

Mom then dropped to her knees and hugged me.  She would never have done this on any other mission.  She even knew what I did. 

“Don’t worry, kid,” said Massacre, “it will all be over in a few minutes.  I’m sorry, but it is probably going to hurt, but that will end too.”

Mom was whispering in my ear.  At first I thought she was just trying to comfort me, to tell me lies, that it was going to be all right, but she didn’t.  Instead, she told me what to do. 

I’m not certain what exactly Massacre saw, but it was probably a blinding flash. 

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