Natasha Soto

Sam Becker

Greg Perez

Rietje Becker

Brad Koehn

Nathan Bilancio

I’m a 175 year old Tribrid. My name is Nakkita. My mother was a Fairy/Witch and my father was a Vampire. Mother said father was killed by humans when she was pregnant with me. Mother disappeared 50 years ago and I’ve been on the hunt to find her ever since. I believe I’m getting

used to my new powers. I don't know many other Tribirds—we're a rare species, many of us choosing to live alone. I've been able to fly for as long as I can remember but lately I've been able to warm my food with my eyes. With each day my meals get warmer and I feel more powerful.

I miss the others. As new powers emerge, new fears do, too. What if I suddenly lose the ability to fly, mid-air? Could I warm up more than a meal? What if I accidentally “warmed up” Evelyn at brunch? I had to leave. We all have to.

His love for Evelyn was overwhelming at times. But not as overwhelming as his desire to use his supers powers for the good of the world. As he and the others left he put on his special pants. The ones he had kept hidden for years. The ones he had been too shy to wear in public.

The transparent pants that gave him the ability to read minds.

They had zippers that could convert them to shorts—perfect for shifting climates and being prepared. He put them in his suitcase and set off for the journey of a lifetime.

Far from the Tree

mikey duran

Ben Healy

Zoe Becker

Swirls of pinks and purples. It was a sunset to remember. If only she had remembered her camera, she thought regretfully. As she looked up, she saw something small, but fast, dart across the horizon. She had to look twice, it couldn't be...

she saw it coming closer and closer and then the sun ate her the end

Or so she thought. It quickly became clear that it wasn't the end as her spirit sank deeper and deeper into the sun's core, diffusing like chaotic food coloring in a glass of water. Like a Phoenix she awoke, more powerful and still than she could have ever imagined.

She stepped back with confusion on her face.

And finally, it occurred to her why she’d been so confused. She left her oven on! She ran home and burst through the backdoor to find her kitchen full of smoke. She shut the oven off with a flurry and opened a window. Everything was gonna be okay.

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