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Superheroes don’t wake up one day wanting to be one. They don’t walk out the house and just decide one day they want to take down super villains or fight crime.
That’s not quite how it worked.
It’s not like the movies where some otherworldly being comes down to them telling them of some destiny of theirs, presenting them with powers unlike anyone has ever seen to save the word from destruction, or waking up one day with muscles and powers and the sudden need to protect and saved, or even a child dreaming of protecting and saving those they loved and actually doing it.
At least it wasn’t like that for them. They’d already had the extraordinary powers since they were born, with no plans to wield or use them for anyone but themself .
Becoming a hero? For them, it was a complete accident.
Serendipity, also known Seren for short, as their full alias was too long for some, never intended for this to be their life. They never intended to be a shining light for people, a statue of hope and safety. They never intended to be a hero, it was never the plan they had seen when they looked into their future.
It just happened out of nowhere without a warning.
One save, on an ordinary night, was all it took draw them in, digging it’s claws in deep, never intending to let them deny or fight it’s pull of the thrill, the pull to protect and save. The pull to use their powers for good. They couldn’t even pinpoint an exact point that night of when it truly began.
The first time the person they saved, a young woman covered in bruises, looked at them with teary but grateful eyes? When they first heard the breathy, shaky cries echoing from an alley as they passed by? When the villain looked at them with eyes full of anger and insanity when they called to leave her alone? Or when they walked to woman home afterward, who pulled them into a shaky hug on her doorstep, whispering shaky ‘thank you’s’
They couldn’t pinpoint it, but in the end it didn’t really matter did it?
They were young when it happened, only a teenager. In anyone else that would have made them more innocent, with eye wide and an open heart. But in them, they was more jaded and guarded in their heart, more selfish.
Their life was different from others. A life of not knowing who to trust and who was genuine. Of grabby hands reaching out and greedy eyes leering, from friends, to acquaintances, to people they met once, even strangers. A life where they were blessed with power that bettered, and also ruined, their life, that left them beloved and scorned for. A power which they didn’t know how to use, if not to be selfish or taken advantage of.
That night changed them, and everything for them, forever though, because they finally found a way to use that power to not be selfish, and every day after that, changed them a little more.
It started the pieces starting to be placed and slid into place. The small trickle of water becoming gushing water. The small flickering flame becoming a thriving fire.
They saved more people. More lives. Their heart became more open and less selfish and more selfless. Their powers became less scorned and more loved in the hearts of the people. Powers that saved.
They became popular and beloved, and known for selflessness instead of selfishness. Known to the world by two different names, as two different people.
And no-one would never know, that those two names were the same person.
No-one knew that in one night, an ordinary duck with powers, and became a true superhero.
That Serendipity was born.