Chapter 3

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THIS CHAPTER IS HELLA MESSED UP, IDK WHY BUT SOME OF IT GOT MUDDLED UP
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Closing my bedroom door behind me, i lit the 3 f/c candles around the room and held the crystal tightly in my hand. It was see through like jelly, and the 3 colours like the candles had swirled together like marble. Without this i wouldnt be able to keep my power alive inside of me. I also thought about how the boys said earlier on about how manic i seemed as a hero. It helps keep villains at bay thoughI

pondering more hero-y thoughts until i got a call from Stan.

"Hey Y/n!!! That new game finally arrived for us, wanna come to mine and play it?"

"Sure, ill be there in 5!!!" I exclaimed excitedly and hurredly closed down my phone and sprinted out of the house.

I tread across the driveway and knocked on the door and awaited somebody's response.
"Hey, N/n! Follow me!" The two of us darted up the stairs like rabid animals and he waited for the game to start up. "Hey, N/n? Wanna play truth or dare while we wait for this to start up?" I nodded and smirked mischievously. "Ok, Y/n. Truth or dare?" I thought deeply for a second. As much as i love dares, i dont do many truths. Plus, there must be a reason if hes just randomly asking me to play this, so i went along with a truth. "Ok... Y/n, do you have a crush on Kenny?" An icy silence roamed the atmosphere as my face erupted into flames. "Y/NNNNN, you love Kennyyyy!!!!"
"T-truth or dare." I spoke, almost sounding like a demand, to be honest.
"Truth,"
"Ok.. oh!! Remember when Wendy got breast implants years ago?? What did you think of those?!" To be honest, we didn't even need to answer, we both just burst into laughter. Im glad i just managed to change the subject.

We spent the rest of the evening munching on nachos and playing the game, grinding XP to get all the good stuff. Im glad me and Stan are gaming buddies, its super fun.

Soon enough the time flew by and we got called down for dinner; we had some nice juicy hot dogs.

As the sky darkened out, i realised it was almost time to get to work. I feel super bad for ditching Stan, but it was for the sake of our whole town. The best heroes have to start patrolling at early times to make themselves seen, to make others feel safe.

Walking back home, the crisp night air danced in my lungs and pricked at my face. Speaking of pricks, that trash-eating, ass-faced, wet dog sad excuse for a hero was sure to show up soon, too.

I made my way into my home and slumped over in my bed. It wasnt totally late yet. Even if i wanna be early i still have some time. I thought i would take out my notebook and write down a few names of people that i could have on the team. This would be sure to piss the Coon off, especially if it happened to be one of his people.

You see, my team is overall better anyway, because i dont just let any old person join in, they have to have more skills than just strength and durability.

The clan of mine were full of people who were treated as equals; i was no higher than them. I only gave out orders. So, the atmosphere is generally nice aswell as the people, convincing even more that we are more than what meets the eye.

How you look is always important, too, that's why we have some flashy, but also discreet, costumes, to save in style.

People must be prepared to take on the responsibility of lighting candles, and some of the 'elders' had to hold ceremonies in order to keep our power pulsing. Otherwise wed be practically useless if it wasnt for our brains.

Thats right - the 'elders' and i host weekly meetings so we can work to the best of our ability - but thats the main concern for me at the moment. My clan consists 32 heroes that i have to lead and manage on my own, but somethings been up with me lately.

Yeah, hes an ominous and strange guy - but Mysterion is also very flirty. Or to me, atleast. I go numb, resulting in me having a hard time protecting others and fulfilling the wishes of the police department. Though being distracting, the feeling can also feel warm and fuzzy - almost like im.. being hugged by... KENNY..?!?!?!

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