The Map in a Million

      No… No, no, no, no! How have I lost again? My plan was set up perfectly, it was completely flawless!

      Here I stood, in the old, yellowed grass, staring at the small, leftover flames from my fire. I could’ve burnt down that college if my sole enemy hadn’t gotten in the way and messed it all up.

It was a small flame on the stove that was bound to burn up the entire school at least. I had laid perfume to coat the air, there was so much of it I was sure it couldn’t have gone wrong. But of course, Atlas could find a way to ruin my plan.

      Atlas is my worst adversary, also known as the city's hero. He happened to get his name from a little kid who thought he was his dad when he was first a superhero, the name kind of just stuck. 

Yet throughout everything, I still have no idea how he tuned out my growing fire. When I left the building, everything was already burning up. Wood had been cracking and sizzling. How could he have possibly survived and ruined my plans? I huff out a breath of annoyance and turn to my minions. 

      “Let’s g-,” I stop mid sentence, “What are you two doing?” They turn to face me and before they can respond I say, “Nevermind, I don’t even want to know.” 

      I’m too exasperated to ask why those two are stretching their tongues out with a ruler from the school in their hands. ‘They sure are something else,’ I think as they start to giggle their heads off and cross eyes at each other. They are both blonde, short, and rather—no, extremely dumb. But, I guess it isn’t really that bad since they are only seven.

      We turn for the woods when Atlas lands right in front of us. I gasp. “Hey! Watch where you freaking… fly.” I’m exhausted and mad and really don’t want to be lectured right now. I glare at his tall frame.