Steelhearts Backstory

By September 11, 2018Uncategorized

Image result for Steelheart fan art Evil isn’t born, it’s made. I used to think that one day good would rise above all the bad, that the world could have peace, that people would be happy; I was wrong. Farah, my little sister, was the most important person in my life; I had been with her ever since she was born. She was always brave, always stood up for what was right, especially when the epics started emerging from the shadows. I couldn’t find a way to tell her that I had become one of the epics, I wasn’t sure how she would take it. She believed in heroes, that with every villain there will always be someone to stand up for what was right. I wish so desperately that she had been right.

Keeping secrets from Farah was a new and unwanted experience, but it was the best thing I could do for her; who knows what people would do to her if they knew she was my sister. Leading a double life in the shadows, sticking up for the little guys who had run into bad people had become too much of a habit. Suddenly it wasn’t enough for me anymore, I wanted more. I started to take on even bigger threats, and with it I made a name for myself, Steelheart.

“Did you hear what Steelheart did today at the bank?” Farah said with her brightest smile, bursting through my apartment door. “I can’t believe he took out an epic with super speed in less than ten minutes, it’s insane!” She kept rambling on and on about Steelheart, me, and I just laughed at her. “Why are you laughing at me? This is great news, this guy is going to the dog house where he can’t hurt anyone ever again. The city just got a little safer today, that’s something I think should be celebrated. Don’t you?” I laughed again, no one believed in the world more than she did. Farah could see the good in everyone, she helped selflessly. Superpowers or not, she will always be a bigger hero than I ever could.

After hours of talking and gushing about the heroes in the world Farah and I said our goodbyes, she had to wake up early to help out at the children’s hospital. As I hugged my sister goodbye I never would have imagined that it would be the last time I felt her arms around me, seen her beautifully contagious smile, or the glow in her eyes. Looking back now I know that I should have convinced her to stay, or at the least walked her home, but I didn’t know what would happen, and so I let her go.

Not even ten minutes after Farah left I got a call, it was her. When I answered the phone my face drained of all color, my body turned rigid, and my blood ran cold; it was Streak, the epic that I had fought at the bank today, somehow he escaped. I heard the creeps heavy breathing through the phone and I grew increasingly angry and scared all at once.

“You think you can get rid of me that easy eh, Steel?” he seethed, “I have your precious sister with me, I must say, she’s beautiful, her head would look breathtaking mounted on my wall.” Streak laughed tauntingly, he was egging me on.

“If you so much as touch one hair on her head Streak, I will make you wish that you had stayed in your cell.” I needed to remain calm, if I was going to help my sister, the only family that I had left, I needed to be smart. I couldn’t lose my nerve now, not when so much is at stake.

“Meet me in her apartment in five minutes or your sisters head will no longer be attached to her body.” I said nothing, I only hung up and threw my phone at the nearest wall as hard as I could, causing it to shatter into pieces. Without thought I took off out of the window, flying to Farah’s apartment at lighting speed. When I arrived I found my sister tied to a chair in her living room, Streak was nowhere to be seen. I entered the apartment as stealthily as I knew how, sneaking my way to my sister. I was only a foot away when Streak appeared, Farah now across the room trapped in his arms.

“Let her go.” I tried to be as calm as possible, but seeing my sisters tear streaked face and utter terror in her eyes was making it nearly impossible not to lose my mind. I could see how confused she was, how she suddenly knew my secret, how hurt she was that I had kept something like this from her, but now was not the time to confront her feelings, now was the time to get her out of there. “Please just let her go,” my voice cracked and my eyes watered, but I refused to let the tears fall. “I’ll give you anything you want.” I pleaded.

“There’s nothing you could give me, Steelheart.” Streak laughed bitterly. “You’ve destroyed my entire life, and now I’m going to destroy yours.” My face grew red, I tried to think of some way to get my sister out of this but there was no clear shot to Streak without hurting her, not to mention I’m not in complete control of my powers yet, I could miss and hurt Farah on accident. I was broken from my thoughts when I heard Farah’s broken voice.

“Please let me go, please.” Her voice cracked as she broke down into tears.

“Farah I’m going to get you out of this I promise.” I looked to Streak, not baring to look at her broken self anymore. My anger getting the best of me I raised my hand and took my shot, but Streak had been too fast. Appearing across the room he looked more angered than ever. Vibrating his hand with superhuman speed I watched as he fazed through Farah’s chest, ripping out her heart. It was like it all happened in slow motion, I ran to my sister before her body before it could hit the floor. Watching her heart tumble out of Streaks hand and roll onto the floor, and faster than I could see, he was gone.

I looked down at my now dead sister, the tears finally falling from my eyes as I roared out a sound that could only be described as pain and anger mixed together. “I’m so sorry.” I repeated those words for what seemed like hours. I felt nothing but my body turning numb, and I felt my broken heart turn to steel. I was going to get my revenge. Streak was going to pay.

I spent the entire night searching for a man with super speed. After hours of searching Steak was nowhere to be found. Wanting to finally feel something again I thought of Farah, my sister, the only family that I had left, and how she was gone forever. I thought of the last day we had spent together, and how happy she was. She believed in heroes, she believed in me, and I let her down. She wouldn’t have even been at my apartment if it wasn’t for me saving the bank.

That last thought triggered something in me, and as the sun came up I broke. “She wouldn’t have been there if it wasn’t for me.” I whispered, this is my fault, I could save people I didn’t even know, but I couldn’t save the one person I cared about. Before I could even think about what I was doing I made my way to that same bank. There was another epic there who could kill people just by pointing at them, he was robbing them. My anger getting the best of me I entered, “What are you doing here.” I boomed, and well, you know what happens next.

Author Samantha

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  • rrhodehouse says:

    Wow! This is awesome! You played on Steelheart’s original desire to be protective, which definitely can make someone turn if it doesn’t go well. Nice job! P.S. I LOVE your picture with this. 🙂

  • Lucy Ross says:

    Wow. I loved the opening sentence. It had a lot of power to it. I enjoyed reading your story because of the interesting relationships and details that you added to the story.

  • Trinity says:

    I think you did an amazing job with this Sammy! I love how I can see some of your personalty come out. how a lot of this is really form the way you portray steelheart. I’m glad I got to see your writing style.

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