𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍 | 𝐅. 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐆𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐒

𝟷𝟿. 𝙰 𝙽𝙴𝚆 𝙼𝙸𝚂𝚂𝙸𝙾𝙽

𝚃𝚘: 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚁𝙴𝙰𝙳𝙴𝚁𝚂
𝙵𝚛𝚘𝚖: 𝙿𝟻𝟷𝟹𝟾𝟸𝟻𝙷
𝙳𝚊𝚝𝚎: 𝟶𝟼𝟶𝟽𝟸𝟶𝟸𝟷

𝙲𝙷𝙰𝙿𝚃𝙴𝚁 𝙽𝙸𝙽𝙴𝚃𝙴𝙴𝙽: 𝙰 𝙽𝙴𝚆 𝙼𝙸𝚂𝚂𝙸𝙾𝙽

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"She's alive?"

You slowly opened your eyes and saw a bunch of people was crowding over you. You quickly got up and the people stepped back. You looked around the place. You were back inside the restaurant and were placed on the couch.

"A-Are you okay?" The waitress asked.

You were about to talk when you remembered Leonard's stabbings in your back. You reached your hands out on your back for your wounds but found them treated. "Thank you for treating my wounds. I—"

"We actually thought you were dead." One customer admitted. "It was like 15 stab wounds but they just slowly disappeared."

"Wait. Disappeared?"

The other people around you nodded. You excused yourself and went to the restroom. You removed your blazer and lifted your shirt up.

No markings.

No stitches.

No stab wounds.

But your clothes were all bloody. You stared at your reflection in astonishment. Your powers. It was the only explanation on why you healed sp fast. You wondered why you weren't able to use your powers nor heal faster before.

And then you remembered the day you were feeling like you wanted to explode. You noticed your bracelet blinking red and the Handler fixing it. 'The bracelet was preventing me to use my powers.'

You exited the restroom and faced the people who brought you back inside the restaurant. "Do... uh... any of you guys clothes for me to wear? My clothes are all bloody."

A man raised his hand. "My daughter has extra clothes."

His daughter looked up from her phone and frowned. "Dad!" She whined.

"Oh, hush up, you have a lot of clothes. This poor girl just got stabbed and her clothes are covered in blood."

The young woman huffed before setting her phone down and bringing up her suitcase. You approached the young teenager as she opened her suitcase. Your eyes slightly widened to see her clothes inside.

Her father quickly closed her suitcase. "What the hell, Trisha?"

"What?"

Her father rolled his eyes before looking apologetically to you. "Sorry for witnessing that. Do you mind a polo of mine? I can give you my daughter's extra jeans."

You shrugged. "That would do. Thanks, mister."

The man gave you his red polo, which was definitely oversized for you, and lend you his daughter's jeans. You smiled kindly before changing your clothes in the restroom. Once you were ready, you thanked everyone who helped you.

You walked outside the restaurant and found your stolen motorcycle was still there. 'He didn't even steal it. He probably doesn't know how to drive it.'

You were about to approach the red motorcycle when you remembered your powers. 'I think this is the perfect time to use my powers.'

You focused on the road and felt your body being surrounded by energy and light. You looked down and saw your feet were no longer on the ground. You let out a joyful laugh before flying away from the restaurant and gas station.