His sights came down, and he beheld a blue short-sleeved office shirt, crisp black pants, as well as ebony gentlemanly shoes that appeared particularly expensive.
“Holy shit, Sis-it’s easy to forget just how insane your superspeed is!”
His eyes gleamed with excitement, and he got down into a runner’s stance.
Selena, more irritated than anything, asked,
“Steven, what are you doing?”
“Let me try something.”
“Nope.”
Swiftly, she dragged him to his feet. He frowned, rolling his eyes.
“You saw how I broke the sound barrier and didn’t cause any collateral damage, right? Do you think you have the inherent talent or the training necessary to pull that off?”
“No, but-”
“No buts, Little Brother. We don’t even know how fast you are.”
She grinned.
“But we surely will after I test you at the Agency.”
Steven impassively nodded.
“Sounds reasonable.”
He smiled.
“And it sounds like it could be plenty of fun.”
His sister giggled.
“You bet, Steven. Now…”
Veering around and letting Steven eye her skirt-clad seductive backside, Selena enthusiastically yelled,
“To the Supreme Agency!”
Steven cracked up.
“You can be real corny at times, huh, Sis?”
Selena paid him no heed. The sound barrier broke once more. Blinking once, Steven realized that he was soaring through the air–not too high–above New York City.
Selena was embracing him from behind, sights set onward with a beaming mug. A few communities thirty meters down passed them by in a blur.
That was a pleasant moment of silent traveling for the siblings. They both possessed smiles, taking it all in; the entirety of the borough known as Queens.
Out of the blue, Selena touched down, her feet coming down hard on the pavement – yet not cracking it. Steven’s feet made contact with the ground right after.
Myriads of talking echoed about, and many people–some wearing costumes–passed them by to saunter onward. The area was bustling. All parking spaces ahead and behind were filled.
The pair were standing outside a monumental building – its glassy and somewhat stereotypical corporate radiance two hundred meters high. Steven wordlessly stared on, awe-struck.
“Let’s waste no time, Little Brother,” Selena told him, frowning.
“I’m already late and the Agency is busy as usual.”
“Gotcha, Sis.”
And so the two started toward the building, going past a long line of individuals awaiting entry. The girl next to enter was being padded down by a buff suit-wearing African American male, and then automatically scanned at the metal detector by the wholly circular and rotating glass door.
As Selena and Steven came upon the entrance, they spied a Latina woman. She too, with her short black hair coolly swept to one side, wore a suit and silently stood at the entrance.
While the buff man was busy speaking to one of the individuals next to enter, Selena nonchalantly greeted the Latina woman, saying,
“How are you faring, Kara?”
Kara’s eyes solely focused on Steven, her expression emotionless.
“It’s rare seeing you be so late.”
Before Selena could even think to cook up an excuse, Kara told her,
“To answer your question: It’s all the same every day. This is your brother, right?”
Before Selena could say anything, Steven spoke up, beaming.
“Yeah. Name’s Steven.”
He held out a hand, expecting her to shake it.
“My pleasure, Kara.”
She simply stared at it, not exhibiting the slightest emotion.
“Kara Crane.”
Looking to Selena, she drawled,
“Anyway…”
“Ouch,” Steven whispered, setting his hand back to his side.
“You’re both permitted to enter. And I’ll be sure to give the higher-ups a sufficient excuse for your tardiness on your behalf.”
Selena wrapped her arms around Kara in a hug, saying,
“Thank you. You’re the best.”
“‘Tis what friends do, Selena.”
Relinquishing her friend, Selena looked at Steven, saying,
“Let’s finally go get that test of yours done, Little Brother.”
Steven nodded, and they strolled past the buff fella and through the metal detectors. The security guard hadn’t paid them any attention. For the most part. He certainly noticed how unnaturally handsome Steven was, assuming right away he was Selena’s brother.
Sauntering inside the building, Steven was shocked to find himself blurring, appearing at a counter; beyond which was none other than a sitting, beaming Selena.
She slid her hand across the counter, moving to him an application of sorts.
“Fill out that form, Little Brother.”
“R-Right.”
Before doing so, Steven glanced about the place, seeing that the counter was extraordinarily long; lined from left to right. Behind each counter was either a male or female. And before each of them was a line of people, waiting to apply as heroes.
Noticeably, there were a few counters, which behind, resided no employee. Though even most of those counters had lines before them. Steven figured that was due to the green light on their forefront.
The ones that had a red light on theirs, were without anybody whatsoever; and no paid then any mind.
Steven’s eyes met some persons in different lines. A few of them beamed, a few of them looked unnervingly eager, and a few of them almost fell over themselves scrambling toward him.
Before he knew it, a line had formed at his back.
“Jeez,” he whispered.
“Hey, Little Brother.”
His eyes met his sister’s, and she earnestly told him,
“The same as how these people are excited, I’m just as excited to see how capable you are; your potential to be the hero you’ve always dreamed of being. Please, fill out the form. I’ll be doing something special to celebrate with you later.”
She didn’t need to say more. Steven quickly filled out the form, passed the paper back to her, and she rose out of her chair, saying with a smile,
“Follow me, Mr. Price.”
Steven nodded, anticipation seething over his entity. Beads of sweat began lining his face; though, with resolve, he clenched his fists.
‘It’s finally happening,’ he thought
His sister phased through the counter, turned right, and walked with both hands astutely folded behind her back. Steven followed, his eyes going to her luscious behind. Seeing as it swayed from side to side, he felt slivers of blood rushing to his cock.
‘Damn, Sis…’
Upon making a left, the siblings came to a stop before an elevator. Once inside, Selena said,
“To an unoccupied testing domain.”