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SafeSubject4790 t1_iwy5je7 wrote
Pt 2
After taking a trip to an old house that my mother's family owns, I went through whatever old memories the generations had not yet gotten to. There I found some real answers, or at least ones that gave a clue towards my origin. There were old pictures of freakshow attractions from the early 1900s, seems our family really did have oddities but were hidden away from time and the rest of the family. I saw great great uncles who were seemed strangely bovine in the pictures, these pictures had the writing, "Meet the fantastic Beef Brothers, as strong as bulls and as large as an ox." Then a picture of a woman with bright eyes and a strange white material around her chest. "Meet the steamy Anna, a heart as cold as ice but eyes that burn with a passion!" I sorted and looked and found more and more pictures of all these people, who seemed to have conditions similar to mine.
I didn't know what to think, why didn't my parents tell me about this? But, seeing these pictures, it's obvious they didn't know. Or at least they claimed they did. My family had apparently had this problem for hundreds of generations, but no one had ever noticed. Until me, it's possible the genetics had mutated in me. The amount of people that didn't have any fascinating traits currently seemed to be tied to the fact that having kids with normal people seemed to bury the trait, but with me it had popped back up. My father's side must be similar for the gene to have popped back up stronger than ever since a generation or so ago. It doesn't seem like there's any solution but there is a unique opportunity here, I can track down some of my distant relatives and learn about my family.
Cytorath t1_iwxybwt wrote
I would read a second part. Good start.
mememeeps t1_iwy3ywm wrote
please
Ishanarchy t1_iwys6md wrote
A gunfight has broken out in Lagos city. I took cover behind a police car with my chief as the thugs spammed a machine gun. I knew I had to do something.
"You sure you got this kid? It could be dangerous."
I nodded and ran straight into the smoke. My nerves of steel, coupled with my iron stomach, had made me bulletproof. I used my hands to slice through the thugs, as I was sharp as a tack. I took down the whole operation in minutes, leaving only the leader alive.
"Tell me who sent you or you die like the rest of your crew."
"Heh.." grinned the mob leader, "you don't got the balls to kill me."
Oh you f***ing idiot. I felt my testicles retreating inside my body. Not again.
"Take. That. Back." I muttered, wincing. I just killed his crew, why would I not have the balls to kill him.
"I don't think you have the guts to kill someone as high profile as me. I'm too important." he said, smirking
"I don't even f***ing know you man." I could feel my guts starting to go too. I needed him to reverse his statements or I was done for.
"Just..just say that I have balls and I have guts...and I'll even let you go! For free!"
"Heh? You think I've believe that? I think you're full of sh-"
*BANG*
That was close. Didn't shoot him yet, just trying to scare the guy. I don't wanna know what will happen if he dies.
"Okay..okay..you're a weirdo. Fine. You have balls and guts and stuff."
Thank f**k.
"Adam, are you okay?"
The chief and the rest of the police department had already arrived on the scene. I tried to slide away but the chief stopped me.
"Great job out there again kid. Your lead let us straight to them. You got a brain the size of Wisconsin!"
F**k.
Gaelhelemar t1_iwzbwoo wrote
I’m surprised he hasn’t already died from this.
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andrius-b t1_iwxrtzl wrote
A bunch of well-meaning blessings, and one curse of literalness to twist them.
PrincessVibranium t1_iwy7033 wrote
Could be structured in a Sleeping Beauty way: a bunch of Seelie fairies give the nice blessings and then Maleficent comes and twists them all into literalness
clandestineVexation t1_ix0oqbo wrote
He’s got an iron will, nerves of steel, and several other metal themed attributes! Doo be doo be doo ba doo be doo be doo ba…
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SafeSubject4790 t1_iwxw655 wrote
I'm a walking idiom, I was born with body parts of sayings from who knows how long ago. All my body parts have worked like normal from the day I was born but it really is strange. I'm a silver tongued, heart of gold fella with an iron stomach, nerves of steel and green thumbs. Each of my body parts have special abilities based on the idiom they come from. My silver tongue allows me to best anyone in a conversation, my heart of gold makes me far too kind for my own good. My nerves of steel keep me rather calm, and also give me a dulled sense of touch, my iron stomach works well for digestion and I've never had a stomach ache so that's a plus. My hands are sort of plant-like and allow me to grow any plant I touch, simply by thinking it. I'm like a real superhero!
Nope
As cool as it is, it's brought too much attention so I'm hunting for some answers. I started with my parents, two good people who gave birth to one hell of a child. They had no clue and couldn't tell me anything, besides the fact that both sides of the family had some rather odd relatives but nothing like me. I went to the hospital where I was born, but most of the doctors and nurses who were at my birth had either been promoted or moved on, either literally or in the spiritual sense. There was one nurse who had been there at my birth who told me I came out silent and rather easily. They couldn't exactly give me any help either. I decided to turn to looking through family records. Time to take a trip to the old family home.
(Comment if a second part is wanted, was getting tired)