Chapter Two; The Lair

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At the randevouz point, you and your father have a small conversation, you show him that you've blocked all heroes on your phone, and he finally spoke up. "Let's go then, Sparky." You groaned. "You're still using that damn nickname on me?" He chuckled. "Of course I am, you're the only family I have left. I wanna make the most of it while I'm still here, sweetheart." You smiled lightly. "Yeah.. I wish mom were still here to see us happy together. She'd be disappointed I turned over, but I think she'd be proud I'm finally spending time with you.." You smiled and looked up at the sky. "That's over now. She's gone, and never coming back..." You sighed, your father looked at you, concerned. "Hey, don't beat yourself up, kiddo.. She'd be happy for you." He gave a warm smile. "I.. Don't feel good, Dad..-" You murmured before blacking out.

*An hour later, you woke up in a dark room.*

An unknown voice spoke. "You finally awake?" "WHO THE HELL ARE YOU?!-" You sit up and get out of the bed, getting into a fighting stance. "Woah, chill out bud. I'm not here to hurt you, your dad would kill me." "Then why are you here?" You ask, putting your fists down. "Just here for a little drop off." "Drop off? The fuck does that mean??" "That Axel 'friend' of yours stopped by your apartment while we were cleaning the rest out. Don't ask how we knew where you lived, by the way." "My dad put some tracker in me or something when I was a kid. Now.. Where do I start with being a villain? Cause I'm tired of taking zero credit every time. He's taken everyone and everything away from me. I want what's MINE."

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