Superhero Essay

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Oliver Queen is my name, I was shipwrecked on an island for five years. Now that I’m home in Starling City I’m determined to make it safe again.
While living on Wombat Island for five years my diet consisted of Arrowroot and Carambola star fruit, which gave me my mystical powers of strength and the ability of speed. I managed to get off the island when a boat of banana dealers came to the island. By overpowering them with my strength along with my bow and arrows, my opportunity to seize their boat, and finally I was able to leave Wombat Island and head home.
When I walked through the door my little sister came running toward me and tried to tackle me. Saying. “I’m so glad to see you, I missed you so much!” as she wrapped her arms around my neck.
“I missed you too, Thea!” I said chuckling.
After seeing Thea I turned around quickly to the sound of a voice behind.
“Where have you been Oliver Queen!?” my mother said with her arms open and a bright and happy smile on her face.
“Mom, Its so good to be home again!” I said running into her arms.
“You look so healthy and strong, what have you been doing while you were gone?”
“Survival” I said solemnly.
“Have you heard about Starling City?” she said with disappointment as tears run down her face.
“No what's going on?”
“Starling City is under a siege of attack by a man that goes by the name of, Papa Midnight.” A huge figure of a man who wears a white suit and a top hat, who has a face of a workman’s bench which has been beaten down with an ugly stick. He victimizes a criminal underground universe and does most of his tasks with his devious criminal mind.
Midnight’s plan is to make a new world. His plan is building an underground universe where he will contro...

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...here when I’m trying to create this! “The perfect City.”
I started to throw him across the tunnel, when he started to clench his fist tight. It was then I noticed where his shirt was torn, was etched a tattoo with my childhood nickname “ITCHY YOU.” My father was the only person that ever called me by that name when I was a very young child. Looking at this man’s face before me with all the scars I hardly recognized from the long ago person who was once so handsome and loving.
I then stared at him in confusion and asked “Are you my father?”
He then looked at me with his eyes widened and answered “Son is it you?”
“I gave up all hope in ever finding you and gave way to evil ways since you could not be found, and I just wanted revenge which gave way to hate to all people and now that I have found you there is no reason to destroy the world. I have found you my son.”

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