Shakira's POV

I wake up in my bed. Strange, I could have sworn I fell asleep on the couch... With Luminescent.

Oh my God.

I sit bolt upright and scramble downstairs, glancing at the clock. Thank The Lord it's Saturday or I'd be skipping school, it's 11:06. How did I sleep in so much? I never sleep in!

"Wow, you're awake." Calvin says, he's sitting on a chair eating cereal.

"How was your date with Jen?" I ask.

"It was awesome. And how was your night with Luminescent?" Calvin asks

"How do you...?" I trail off.

"Jen and I were heading back here because she said she wanted to talk to you about some soccer stuff before going home. We came in and you and Luminescent had crashed on the couch while watching some movie. Jen woke Luminescent up and he took you to your room and then he left." Calvin explains.

"Oh." Wow, genius response me.

"So you like him?"

"Who?"

"Luminescent?"

"Uh... Sort of... I don't know. I guess. I really like him." I shrug.

"Go talk to Jen, it's a girl thing to talk about." Calvin says shooing me off while handing me a piece of toast.

I eat the toast quickly before changing into new clothes and heading to Jens house.

I walk in and straight to her room. I barge in and collapse on her bed.

"Explain everything that happened between you and Luminescent." Jen says, she's sitting at her desk on the computer.

I replay the night for her through words and she nods every once and a while. When I finish she launches into talking.

"Well obviously you two like each other! But it's going to be freaking crazy figuring out his identity." Then she starts blabbing on about how he and I should have some romantic date and crap.

I sort of drift off in thought.

"SHAKIRA!" Jen snaps, getting my attention.

"What? Sorry, what?" I ask.

"Never mind. Hey, want to have a movie marathon?"

"Sounds good!"

***

The weekend flies by and soon I'm back in school.

I walk to the lunch room and sit with Jackson, Troy, Wesley and Quinn.

"Hey guys." I smile sitting down.

"Wassup girl?" Wesley asks.

"Not much. Just a boring old school day." I sigh.

"We can always go clubbing again." Quinn winks.

I laugh.

A loud crash echoes throughout the lunch room and I scream as glass shatters all around my table.

Nightmare flies in through the broken window and looks at me.

"Hello Shakira, you ready to come with me?" Nightmare asks, grabbing my arms and yanking me up into his hold. I scream and struggle out of his grip.

I know karate. Right? I can beat him up. I don't need help from superheroes all the time.

I make myself go limp and I slip from his arms, hitting the table painfully. I hear him bend down over me and I kick up hard.

I don't pay attention to what I hit on him as I roll off the table and into a standing position on the ground.

"I'm not going to be the freaking damsel in distress any more." I say to Nightmare as he holds his torso and glares at me.

A murmur goes through the students in the cafeteria who are deathly still.

"Oh? Are you going to show everyone your powers now?" Nightmare asks.

"I don't have powers idiot. But I do know how to fight." I say.

I glance at Quinn, Wesley, Troy and Jackson who are now standing around the table. They all walk and stand by me.

"Well then, I guess I'm the perfect opponent." Nightmare smiles, he walks off the table and takes a fighting stance, me doing the same. "Your friends aren't allowed to come into our fight."

"You boys aren't allowed to interfere." I order.

Then it happens. Nightmare and I are fighting in hand to hand combat. I'm moving faster than I've ever moved before with pure adrenaline coursing through my body. I strike and hit and strike and hit.

Nightmare is on the ground before long and he's staring at me with wide almost fearful eyes.

"My, my, Shakira you are one hell of a fighter. But can you handle this?" Nightmare asks. He shoots an explosion my way and I get to the ground, missing the missile of fire.

"No powers." I say. "It makes the match unfair."

"But Shakira, I'm not a fair player." Nightmare says, grabbing the crossbow from his back and aiming at me.

This is like karate class, they throw knives sometimes, and we learn to dodge.

I close my eyes and listen to the sound of the arrow whizzing at me. I dodge just in time.

The arrows that are shot are endless until they suddenly stop. I look at Nightmare with an eyebrow raised.

"No more games." He says. I can feel my brow furrow in confusion. "Boys, take her."

A huge blanket like thing is thrown over top of me and I scream. Somehow it's twisted so I'm in the middle of the fabric and on top of it. It's formed into some kind of bag and soon I'm being picked up.

I scream. "Luminescent!"

And then I'm dropped hard on my back. I groan and I find my way out of the fabric.

Luminescent and Selcouth Entity working together once again, although this time they're fighting off not only Nightmare but three other supers too. But they're joined by two minor supers Extreme Power (whose name I've always made fun of for being stupid) and Fierce Shock.

I run into the cafeteria kitchen and grab a pan. If Rapunzel was deadly with a pan, why can't I be?

I run out and smack one of the supers I the head from behind. His body crumples to the ground and I know he'll be out for a while.

Before long I'm picked up off the ground and blindfolded. I struggle in the persons arms, but they put a cloth to my mouth and I'm out within seconds.

***

I wake up in a cell.

I look around at the bare grey walls and the classic metal bars locking me in. There's no window and I'm on a cot.

This is... Weird.

I walk up to the bars and grab them, they're definitely too strong to break.

"You're finally awake." Comes a male voice.

I watch as a boy probably around my age steps out of the shadows. He has blonde hair and blue eyes.

"Who are you?" I ask.

"Don't you recognize me without the mask? I'm Nightmare." He smiles.

I stay silent. This boy is Nightmare? God I hate him.

"What do you want with me?" I ask.

"Your powers, Shakira you are one of the most powerful supers ever!" Nightmare exclaims.

"Oh? And what's my power?" I ask.

"Telekinesis. And you have telepathy! Amazing!" Nightmare says.

"If I have powers, how come I've never been able to use them?" I ask.

"Because you've never tried, and telekinesis and telepathy aren't powers that are just raise your hand and shoot." Nightmare says. "The powers you possess need you to activate them first."

"And how might I do that?" I ask.

"Here," Nightmare slides a plate shard into my cell. "Imagine lifting it."

I blink at him a few times before shrugging, I mean, I don't have powers, so I might as well try.

I look at the plate and imagine it hovering a few inches off the ground.

And then it's as though something in my brain clicks. The plate raises and floats a few inches from the ground.

What am I?