Chapter 2 "Info, Time Skip, & Deal?"

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I got home and looked at my burned right arm. I have been healing but I could just do my job without the right side. I tried over and over it only worked a little. It doesn't burn as bad but I still can feel the burn. It was bearable now but I must still go help because I can still do things. I Wrapped my arm with bandages inside my hoodie. I forced myself to do most things with my left. I also tried to use a new way of fighting for now consisting of using my left arm and my legs.

(Later that day)

(12:00pm)

I looked out into the city from the mountains. I continued to heal the burn as I moved around. I left the bat at home since it's too big and useless to me since my arm is fried like steak. I jumped from spots and went to a not as heavy but still heavy enough area that a hero wouldn't go to.

I saw a couple of children around the age of six being loaded into a van by four guys and a woman into driver's spot I jumped down into a fire escape and threw a knife into the wheel popping it as a guy went to check it I got to two guys and hand chopped their necks I a child screamed so I threw another into the other tire popping it I cut down a guy as he fell and punched the other as the woman punched my right arm. I felt the pain sear and I slashed her with my dagger dropping her to the ground. I went to the guy I punched and hit him in the head knocking him out. I did the same with the other two. I freed the children and they went to people for help as I watched from the roof as I watched them get help I went to get my knives and put the five in the van. I climbed up the fire escape as I tried to heal again as I looked for more crimes being committed. I jumped around stopping crimes while gathering info from hearing them talk. As daytime neared so did the decrease of crimes and increase of heroes I went back and on the way home I heard a scream. I jumped down as I saw a girl getting kidnapped by two guys. I threw my knives into the guy's Articular cartilage or behind the kneecaps. The two screamed as the girl let out a muffled scream. I knocked them out and freed the girl of the cloth in her mouth along with undoing a knot. The about 12 year old girl ran off as I threw the two guys into the van they were going to put her in. I took out the knives and cleaned it with a rag they had there. I got home and laid down in bed as I had already got the costume off. I kept on using my healing to get rid of the pain and to replace the burn with new skin. I peeled the skin as it was a painful process but I did it. I healed myself for about six hours 

(A full day has passed since he was last asleep)

(Six hour time skip)

My skin was back but its protective layers were still incomplete but it was a faster process than healing the skin back. I was hungry and tired but I was healing my arm. I walked over to my fridge and took out a regular vanilla flavor yogurt and ate at the table with one arm. I felt barely anything but it appeased my taste. For now I went back to healing my arm.

(Two hours later)

My protective skin layers were back and it felt strange but it was healed. I had more control over it as I was supposed to be hurt for it to be at its most effective. I started to learn another one for pain blocking or not feeling being hurt. I did it as I punched a rock. I kept doing it no matter how much it hurted. I eventually learned how to make it painless after about an hour. I went to sleep for the rest of the day to do vigilante work.

(10:00pm)

May 7, 2XXX

I awoke and went to the kitchen to make some soup. I went to my filtered water source and got some of it and went back to my cooking. I made sure it was just right for eating.

(After cooking and eating)

(10:25pm)

I got up from the table and started to think of some lyrics for the song. I walked over to the recording room as I sat down on my chair and thought about it. I sat and thought about the first thing that came to head. I sat there thinking as I had decided on the kind of song it would be. I wrote down the kind of song that it would be. Something sad or something you know. 

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