"One or many? It's not that hard," he said impatiently. "You want to be a hero don't you?"

This was happening so suddenly. I had always wanted to be a superhero and now one wanted to pass his mantle onto me. But it was Trolley Man. I like to think I'm logical, that I wanted the greatest good and could make hard choices.

"Can you explain it again?" I asked.

He sighed. "Ok there is currently a plane that's engines have malfunctioned. It's currently gliding but in 3 minutes it's going to hit a mountain. With the powers I gave you if you kill this child the plane can be shielded and land safely." He then pointed at the news coverage of the event. Say what you will about supers the Newsman kept us up to date.

"And this is a bad kid?" I asked looking at the kid.

"Honor roll student. Loving home. Will be missed."

"And the people on the plane?"

"Normal passenger plane. Some good, some bad. Young, old, and everything in between." he listed off for the third time. "Look this is a superpower not a game you can't cheat this."

Time was running out. I tightened my grip on the dagger he had given me. There was only one choice.

"I'm sorry," I said to the child. Then I pulled back her head and slit her throat. I watched the news as the plane continued to glide towards the mountain.

Then it hit the mountain.

"HAHAHAHA," Trolley Man laughed maniacally.

"What happened?" I asked with tears in my eyes and blood on my hands.

Tearing off his mask to reveal a different mask of a smug smile he said, "I'm not Trolley Man, I'm Troll-Lie Man and you just got trolled. You have no superpowers and you're a murderer"