Fantasy
Qing the Superhero
My story started in Chinatown. I was a son of an immigrant and an American. I had a hard time in school studying and learning. There was always someone trying to bully me and force me to become angry. They tried my patience. They tried my mind. And the teacher did not understand me. They kept saying that they don't know why I did not get along. Chinatown New York City is where you had to work hard for the living. Everybody knew me because my parents were hardworkers. And I loved the community and togetherness of Chinatown. I remember sharing meals with family and friends. I remember the holidays and sorting gifts with other children. I had a lot of friends in Chinatown. And they were loyal. They made sure that I did not get into trouble. And they made sure I got safe home. We were like family our neighbors. And we proudly showed that we were Chinese Americans. We wore the clothing and hang up the decorations. School was downtown New York City and there were always something that provoked me. i dealt with it for the sake of my parents. I learned to be tolerated. And I would give those deadly eye looks when I wanted to fight hard and bloody but I kept it in. Plus I proved my point with A's and B's in the classes. And being on the high honor roll and graduating at the Top of my class. I was unafraid. And I was able to get popular girls but my mother wanted me with the perfect Chinese American woman. It happened one day that that the bullies surrounded me near the end of the school. They teased and taunt me and made fun of my glasses. And I had enough of it so I told them to meet me by Peach Tree. And after school they were there with bats and chains and sorts. And I fly into the crowd and at first it look like they were winning. And that the crowd was beating me up. But I submerge my strategy to beat the head the leader and scare the rest of them. So I beat the leader and I was ready for those who defended him. And everyone got scared when I was charging the leader and beating him like a dead dog. And I yelled What you got something to say. You got something to say. I am Qing play with me. Come on play with me. You bad play with me. This is my time. This is my fight. And the others ranaway. And I stop after he beg me to stop. Then days later the school called my mother. And my mother was shocked that she almost dropped the phone. And my mother did not speak clear English but she spoke broken English. And I knew by her expressions that I was gonna be in trouble. She cried and explained that I would have to take night classes to finish. And so I did, I apologize and try to explain to mother that I had no other choice that they were picking on me. That they were provoking me and that I am sorry. I was angry that I went on a walk and kick at an old pipe that burst. And I saw this old man being mugged and I called out but he was busy with the criminals. And as I approach they pull weapons and threatened me to stay away. I knew I had to disguise myself so I went somewhere quickly and change. I put on my mask and karate outfit and then coming from behind. I struck the criminals and it was an intense fight but I came up with moves on my own and used the basics for ultimate pain. I was deadly and save the man. And he asked my name and I said Qing. This happened often without my mother and father finding out. I would pick my battles and use my mind to alternate moves. My karate teacher said that I had the strength and endurance but I never thought that I would be so bold. Then I finally graduated, the girl of my dreams was in the arm of another man. I think she is Black and Native American, Ottawa. She was a brunette with curves and very smart and talented with a kissable face. Everytime I see her I imagine having kids with her and building a family. I would simply and easily daydream. I gave her my spot in the graduating line and I was only her friend. It happened that I caught her crying back stage and I comfort her. And she kissed me and it was amazing. I gave her my number. Nothing wrong with friends in the benefit zone. I worked for the Doja after high school. College was not for me. I endured enough trying to get a high school diploma. And I knew they like giving us hard times to get a degree whether you are Black, Asian, Native or Hispanic. History doesn't lie about education. It's sad but that's the real life. And plus I wanted to explore independence and living on the streets being streetsmart and surviving. I love my life and freedom and I wanted to be a super hero. So I kept the neighborhood save. Qing was my superhero name and it was secretive because that's what only my close friends and family called me. It's like King of Karate and with an high and secretive IQ. That's Qing. My real name is super complicated. I was a karate teacher by day and a superhero by night. And I found out that being a superhero can be fun and rewarding. The Commissioner offered a large sum to catch criminals. I knew that I needed a force and that's what I am going build as I fight crime. I am gonna build the Dynasty. Qing and the Dynasty will keep the city of New York safe starting with Chinatown.
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