She Had Danna

This is going all wrong. This was not what she expected. Nova's head was spinning from her indecision.

It has been more than a year since the renegades resigned their role as the heroes of the city. So, Nova isn't expected to be particularly good anymore, right? Of course, she

didn't want to go on and become a terrorist or anything, but she could do minute bad things, couldn't she?

It was all actually quite messed up in her head. She doesn't want to be bad or an anarchist, per se. She just wants to be neutral. It took her too long to gain people's trust. Everyone thought that Nova wasn't deserving of a second chance and Adrian was doing a blunder by dating her.

But she loved him.

Or she thought she did.

Nova worked hard, too hard, to gain everyone's faith, because Adrian wanted her to. She tried to not scare them away and tried to help them. She made good with her enemies. If not best friends, at least she had cordial relationships with Genissa.

And now that she has earned the people's trust and affection, there are expectations for her to fulfill. She didn't know why she had to do it, why she had to act like some princess of the people and be the person whose approval they seek.

Even if the Renegades aren't in power, they are still considered as those whom everyone has to go to feel special or good about their abilities, as if they still have the right to decide others' worth.

Nevertheless, renegades, being the kind-hearted people they are, never said anything negative about anyone's ability. But Nova was getting a little irritated by all this attention and approval seeking thing. There were little kids coming to her, asking about their ability, if a girl, who is so flexible she can circle her whole arm around her waist, has an ability useful enough. Nova didn't tell her that it was a waste, because it wasn't, but she also didn't appreciate the young girl seeking her authorization.

The following night, when both of them were about to go to sleep, Nova said as much to Adrian, who replied with a sleepy, "It's their choice, completely."

"Choice?"

He opens his eyes and peers at her, a little more alert now.

"Yeah, if they want to come share their abilities with us, who are we to refuse?"

"Of course not, but the thing is, they don't want to share their abilities with us, they want to seek comfort that they are good enough to be heroes; that even if there aren't any

saviours of this city, at least they are good enough that they would've been elected as a renegade if the council were still in place. They are asking us to decide their worth! That was the whole point of the revolution that took place a year back."

"Hey, hey, calm down. I get what you're saying but what can I possibly do? I know you don't like this, I really do, but we really don't have an option, change takes time."

"Well, shouldn't we first introduce the other option? That they don't have to come to us for this? Not everyone realizes the true meaning behind something unless it is explained to them—" Before Nova could finish the sentence, she heard Adrian's soft snores and, disheartened, decided to go to sleep, too. Though, she still thought that Adrian should do some kind of big announcement about this. But she knew he wouldn't.

Some days later, Nova, Adrian, Oscar, Ruby and Danna were sitting in an a coffee shop when a boy came to them, excited.

"Hey there!" Nova greeted the kid and everyone else smiled at him.

"Hi! Are you Nova Artino? I mean, of course you are, and you are so popular." The kid couldn't have been more than eight years old but he was so flustered. "I really like