Roxie itched her arm as she waited outside the conference hall. The TV crew was just setting up and they wouldn't be live for another few minutes. Today was going to be her first break for her career. No longer was she going to be writing articles for the website or scripts for the news anchors. She had an on field assignment and a story to give to the audience directly. Today was her big day.
The mayor was giving a speech to leaders of the government about the budget for the next year. She was to interview him and get the just of what had been discussed.
Her arm was still itchy. Roxie thought back to the words etched into her skin, her soul mark. Those were the first words that her soulmate would say to her. She would know the difference between the one and anyone else to say those words to her by the burning sensation described in the many books she had read on the subject. The itching of her arm could be a sign of her being about to meet her soulmate. As with anyone, Roxie started to think of the people she could meet within the next hour that might be the one. She giggled to herself at the thought of the mayor being her soulmate or even the ews van driver she had yet to talk to.
As with all expectations, reality often outperforms.
A sudden explosion sounded followed by a scream. An explosion had erupted from the 45th floor of the building and the scream was from the mayor falling from the building.
Before anyone could react, a guy flew through the air, catching the man midair. The crowd cheered while Roxie stood awestruck. Suddenly, she noticed that the camera men were rolling. She hoped she looked good as she didn't have time to check.
The superhero, Areolite, landed down directly next to Roxie, safely putting the mayor onto stable ground.
"Are you alright Mr. Burge?" Roxie started.
"Hm? Oh yes, yes of course. I hate to think what would have happened without Areolite in the neighborhood. Thank you."
"My pleasure," the super replied.
"What happened up there?" Roxie continued.
"It was an attack on this city as far as I can surmise," the mayor stated, "A bomb exploded. Knocked me straight out of the window. Thank you again for saving me."
"It was a honor, mayor. I'm just glad I was here to help."
Roxie turned to look straight into the camera. "You've seen it here first. Attack on the mayor. Areolite saves the day. We'll be following this story as it breaks. Back to you in the news room."
"Thank you miss," the super said to me. A chill ran down my spine as my arm started to heat up.
"No, thank you Mr. Areolite," I managed to say.
The look on his face confirmed what I had pieced together.
My soulmate is a superhero.