Hero by Day

Chapter 12 - The Elise Obsession

"I don't like bullies, I don't care where they're from."

~Steve Rogers (Captain America)

"Alright, so who has their opinion on how the Remedists will affect politics, because we all know that I don't care." Ian asked, leaning back in his chair.

"This project is supposed to be a group effort, Ian." Elise scolded, much like Mary would have done if she was here.

"I know, I'm providing group moral. Go team!"

Heather sighed. "All I know is that we need to get this done."

I nodded, "Yeah, which means we all need to put our heads together."

It was the middle of the week in Political Sciences class, and we were given a day to go over our projects. Our group, obviously, was getting nowhere.

"Why don't we take a group poll?" Ian suggested. "Who else thinks the Remedists are full of crap and shouldn't even matter in the world of politics?"

Everyone raised their hands. Heather because, well, Richard Head was running against her dad for the presidency, and I because of their anti-super policies. Elise because, well, she was a good person.

"Great, so we can all agree that this project doesn't matter as well."

"Not so fast, Ian." Elise glared. "We still need this grade, no matter our opinion on the subject."

"C'mon! She does know that we'll never need this knowledge on politics in real life?" Ian complained.

"We live in Washington DC." I reminded him.

He scoffed. "Yeah, but that doesn't mean I'll stay here. This place is a soul sucker if I ever saw one. I want to be able to move away when I grow up, maybe Empire City. Maybe I'll run into The Marvel, wouldn't that be cool?"

I'd actually met The Marvel once before. He came around to help Captain Impossible a year ago, before the whole identity fiasco and after their defeat of Sonic's father, the old mayor. He gave me his number in case we ever needed him again, and I still had it. A superhero's number wasn't something you threw away.

"Yeah, but we're talking reality here. What are the chances you'll ever meet a real life super?" asked Elise.

Heather tilted her head, "but I thought you met Captain Impossible and White Lightning the day he died, on your brother's birthday?"

"Yeah," she blushed and looked down, "but I'll probably never see White Lightning again. I doubt he'll want to see me again anyways."

"Who knows? Supers make house calls too." I commented.

I made a mental note to keep that promise. I liked hanging around Elise and she wasn't as shy when I was around her as White Lightning at her brother's birthday party. Besides, I heard The Marvel made house calls to Arabella Jones before she became Sonic. What harm could visiting a friend do?

Besides, I found that the hero work got boring without someone to talk to. I mean, sure, I had Eric, but he was still in a very bad mood from what happened to Daniel and even otherwise he's not the most optimistic person.

I figured I missed Daniel's self-absorbed and cheesy comments more than I thought I would. I even missed his reckless driving. I haven't even taken out the Captain Cruiser because it reminded me too much of him. I guess it's going to need a new paint job and a new name though. The red, white, and blue didn't go to well with my white and silver spandex.