[ WP ] You crash land onto a planet where everyone is weak as hell and everything is made of soft material like cardboard and styrofoam etc . You , a regular person , are essentially their superhuman .

I'm not sure how I got here, maybe a warp of time and space or some cosmic being's intervention, but in any case, I ended up on this planet the natives call Genius. Luckily for me, the people looked just as human as Earth, and even spoke English so blending in was quite easy. However, Genius did have some differences. The buildings, people, and even the planet's gravity were remarkably weaker than Earth. The planet was actually a moon of a gas giant, and was maybe half of size of Earth. 
 I spent the first three days wandering the streets of the city I found myself in, desperate to find a way home. My hope was running out as the sun disappeared behind the Jovian planet for the third time. The people here seemed indifferent to me, the few I ran up to seemed confused about where Earth was, or any of the countries I once knew. Just as I was preparing to collapse in a slum of a street, I heard a scream pierce the night. I snapped and found myself running towards and down an alley. At the far end two men stood, one armed and pulling at the arm of the other, smaller one. The closer I got the easier it was to hear the screams of help from what appeared to be a kidnapping. 
 As I ran, or more accurately, leapt using the low gravity to sort of fly at the attacker. When I passed under a light, they both saw me. The victim stopped screaming for a second, but the kidnapped turned his gun at me. I heard three barks from the gun, felt two of them hit me, but they felt as if they were no stronger than a BB gun. 
 As I reached the kidnapper, my fist hit him square in the chest and sent him flying into the building across the street on the other end of the alley. Panting, I saw the two'bullets' still lodged in my skin, but they had barely broke the skin. I turned to the other guy who stood shaking. 
 `` Are you okay?'' I asked, trying ( and failing ) to keep my voice from shacking. 
 `` I... Yeah'' he said, eyeing the breaks in my skin. `` What are you?'' 
 That night I met Steve, a student in the upscale neighborhood who had been kidnapped by a janitor looking to make a ransom. As we walked back to his home, I told him about myself. About how I had woke up on Genius and searched for some way back home. Soon we were talking about our schools, which were similar, how we were both a sort of nerds, then our shared hobbies, amongst them were comic books. That's when Steve came up with his idea. 
 `` Think about it, your stronger, faster, and more durable than anyone else here. Your like Superguy.'' He said excitedly. 
 `` I do n't know,'' I said, `` I still need to find a way back home-'' my stomach growled loudly. 
 `` How about this, you can stay with me as long as you need. My parents a rarly home and I can convince them that your a foreign exchange student or something. In exchange, you have to try this super hero idea. It's literally the exact thing people like you and I have always wanted, or at least I have.'' Steve said, jumping up and down, `` You have a gift, and this is your chance to make a difference in the world'' 
 I thought about it for a minute. I mean, who did n't want to be a superhero. And I did need a place to lay my head, I really did n't want to find a bench to sleep on. 
 `` Okay, but no capes'' 
 
 That was about three months ago, I think. Days are a little shorter here. Since then, I've been living a double life, as Mark Kent, exchange student in Xavier University thanks to Steve's computer skills in putting me into the system. But by night, and weekends that I'm not studying, I'm Indestructible; hero. It was the first day of summer break and I stood atop one of my favorite building perches and listened to the city. 
 I took in a deep breath. I had really started to like my new life. Being a superhero was a lot easier than I thought. Especially since guns and knives bounced off me. I realized that maybe I did n't want to go home after all. 
 No sooner than I thought that did I hear an explosion. Leaping up, I pulled down my mask,'time to be a hero' I thought. And jumped over the buildings between me and the sound. 
 I landed with​ an exaggerated superhero landing. I looked up, the smug smile I've been giving all the crooks lately. Then my heart stopped. 
 There standing in the ruined street was Butch, my high school bully. 
 From Earth.
