Super

30 1/2 - Manifest Destiny

"In three words I can sum up everything I've learned about life: it goes on."

- Robert Frost

Before long, December morphed into January. It got a little bit colder and a little bit lighter, and we didn't see Brady again.

By now we'd rescued quite a few supers. Some with powers, but without spandex (aka the ones who had opted to live a normal life), some who were ready for a fight, and some who moved out west in an effort to get away from it all.

We'd fought off dozens of different "monsters", nightmares beyond your wildest dreams, all genetically modified by this Harlequin girl. Bat Boy was obsessed with naming all of the creatures. To be honest, I think it was his way of coping. The things we had seen and lives were enough to drive any man insane...

We'd fought creatures without heads; instead their faces were in their stomachs, storm clouds (yes! storm clouds!), giant snapping turtles who instead of talking like the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, gnashed their teeth and made a series of chattering noises (as you probably guessed, those were aptly named Snapchatters), giant reptiles with six legs (and every time you cut off a leg, two more grew back in its place! Athena got a kick out of the reference to the hydra from Greek mythology), spiders the size of cars, and even a monster that strongly resembled a mummy! (Bat Boy had named that one King Tut).

Everyone was scared. In fact, all of America was trembling in fear once they'd heard what happened. We had gotten ahold of some reporters that day and made them air us live as we caught everyone up to date on what had been happening, obviously keeping a few small, unimportant facts to ourself (like the part about my dad initially hiring Vitelli).

But now the world knew about Vice President Rhodes and what we knew. They knew about the incident where one of the biggest and most famous labs in America got blown up, and one of the richest men in America - Uncle Clyde - had gotten blown up right along with it.

The captain went down with his ship. Allegedly.

He was only paralysed from the neck down (ha, "only"), but he was incapacitated from his work. He'd had to sell the mattress business and music shop he owned and was struggling with the metaphysiology lab, amongst other small businesses owned and operated by the man himself. His brother (my mom's brother-in-law) had stepped in to help and it was rumoured that he would soon be taking over the companies, although none of those rumours had been confirmed.

Poor Hunter was a mess. Aunt Teresa was spending almost all her time in the hospital or at our house with my mom, having some "sister time" and leaving poor Hunter alone. Of course I went over to babysit, but there wasn't much I could go to cheer the kid up. If it wasn't for Gold Thrush's nightly visits to Hunter's house during my babysitting hours, I don't know what I'd have done.

Gold was amazing. Sure, he was an amazing super with super strength, speed, and the ability to fly! But he was also amazing with kids. He'd spent hours with Hunter, pretending Hunter was his side kick (known as Plasma Boy for his "ability to shoot molten lava out of his hands" *cough cough) as the two pretended to rescue me from Obsidian Black's evil clutches. Even Bolt was thrown in as the baddie apparently. Hunter's dog Spike always served as the villain in question, although the evilest thing Spike ever did was lick my face until there was more slobber than dry skin.

There were also a few rumours going around that the supers who had moved west were starting their own manifest destiny. Some said the supers were starting over: starting a new life without powers or spandex, one where they wouldn't have to hide anymore. Some said they were unmasking and living without the fear of someone discovering their secret identities. And some said they were becoming vigilantes, travelling in tribes and killing anyone who so much as teetered towards the line between superhero and super villain.

Whatever the truth, Brady had joined them. He, along with about twenty to thirty other supers had moved West to start new lives.

And we would never see them again.

Any of them.

How did you like this little half-chapter? It serves as a sort of 'catch up', just to keep you up to date :)

Don't worry, because it's so short, I'll be updating again sometime before Tuesday :)

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Good luck in the new year <3