They Call Us Heroes

••Chapter 8••

••Chapter 8••

~Skye's POV~

"What if like a tiger and a dolphin got in a fight? Who would win?" I asked the driver curiously as we drove away from McDonald's. I honestly feel bad for this guy putting up with me.

"Well that Ms.Storm depends on where the fight would take place," he spoke in his posh accent, me nodding my head in agreement, before sitting back in my seat.

"Skye, I have a bad feeling," Allie spoke hesitantly.

My eyes widened. This wasn't good,not at all. "No please tell me don't tell me you really have that feeling!

Whenever you have that feeling, WE have to fix it!"

"I know, but I can't help it ! I just feel it. " We both changed the subject so we wouldn't be worried. It didn't matter though; I still had an uneasy feeling now.

*

I threw my last punch at the bag, before turning around and drinking my McDonalds coke. All this coke isn't gonna end up well later when I have finished training, but still, I tastes so much better than water! I then walked towards Allie who was in the middle of boxing in a ring, launching fists at Hunter's hand pads. She then looked over to me and hopelessly smiled showing she definitely knew something was wrong, her eyes told me she was thinking, "God help me," but then-again I was thinking the same thing. It's like she has a sixth-sense, she always knows when something bad is going to happen. That's why she's so mature in everything she does, just to avoid that feeling.Me on the other hand; I'm not mature. I mean I sit in a laundry basket in the living room every morning for crying out loud.

I watched as Hunter followed Allie's gaze to me and yelled, "Concentrate!" In his deep, raspy voice. That was my cue to turn my face, so they can't see my sadness and walk away. I felt a little awkward, as everyone else was occupied with something apart from me.

I quietly sat on the floor, not knowing exactly what to do with my self for a while. I quietly fiddled with my hands until I heard a voice from over yonder.

"Storm, why don't ya' come over here and try to shoot some arrows," Captain spoke holding a bow in his hands. Awesome! That looks so cool! But I'll do something stupid.

I debated for a moment weather it would be a smart decision or not, considering what went on the other day here. I finally made up my mind. I walked awkwardly towards him hoping I wouldn't do anything humiliating .

I was horribly wrong.

I tripped over my own feet and went flying, before landing on my face. My head slammed to the ground and not only did I feel a horrible pain in my face, but my boobs hurt like hell. Slowly, but surely, I got up like nothing happened, and tried to play it off. I think I was doing a horrible job of that, my boobs bruise like peaches...

When I looked at Captain I saw his face was full of concern as he quickly rushed over, "Are you alright, Storm?" He asked, clearly worried.

I blushed furiously as I re-enacted the last memory in my mind.

I panicked not knowing what to say, I'm supposed to be superhero strong, but right now all I'm feeling is the bruising of my boobs...

"Eerrrrm yes... I'm fine, Captain," I flinched, hoping to fool him...

It failed.

"Ya' don't seem okay, let get ya' to the nursing station," he stated, "Follow me."

He turned on his heel, as I rubbed my boobs wincing in pain...

I think they're broken...

We walked down various corridors, Captain holding all of the doors like a gentleman. When we arrived at the nursing station we were greeted by a lady who looked to be around 40. She seemed like she was nice,by her looks. She smiled before greeting us, "Hello Captain; who might you be,"she asked in a friendly manner.

"I'm Storm," I tried to speak as calmly as I could. The pain in my head was getting worse and I felt as if my boobs were dying... I'm not even sure if boobs can actually die, but they sure felt like they were.

She must have noticed that I was in pain since she basically kicked Captain out of the room. Once the door was shut, she took a seat at her desk.

"What hurts dear?" she asked calmly.

I made an unsure face before pointing down to my boobs; I was so embarrassed. She nodded understandingly before standing up and walking towards me. Then next thing that happened caught me off guard; the nurse grabbed my boobs and squeezed them lightly. I scrunched up my nose in disgust.

'Well this just got super awkward,' I thought to myself.

I made a face of pain when she began to squeeze harder. Not only was I uncomfortable but I was definitely sure that she was murdering my boobs.

I screamed in pain as she dug her nails in a bit, I watched in shock as The Captain rushed back in, looking alarmed, "What's wron-" he looked at the super-awkward situation I was in, the nurse feeling up my boobs while Captain stands there shocked.

"Sorry," she apologised to me while withdrawing her hands from my lady-lumps, "there appears to be nothing wrong with your breasts, they might still be sore though..." She said to me, before shooing us both out.

'No dip Sherlock ! You made it worse,'I thought to myself.

I turned to The Captain before cover my chest, "I feel like I just got boob-raped..."

Captain chuckled deeply before picking me up like I weighed nothing. I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion.

"I am perfectly capable walking on my own," I spoke even though I knew it made my head hurt worse. He giggled knowing that was a lie. I smiled as he giggled; it was cute.

Next thing I know we were outside of the building. I was beyond confused as to where we were going, I just went with it and closed my eyes as Captain continued to carry me bridal style.

I shouldn't like this.

I should just trying to be focusing on trying to save the world.

But how could I not start to grow feelings for him? He was so nice and kind to me, and not to mention he was a sexy beast. But how could he like a girl who turns into a horrible monster when overly angry. I just forgo about all of it at the moment and fell asleep peacefully.

Well other then the pain coming from my boobs...

~Niall's POV~

I couldn't help but stare at the girl now fast asleep in my arms, she's mesmerising...

I sat down underneath a tree, Storm's head in my lap, just gazing at the girl I'm holding makes me wonder why I feel like this, what's happening to me?

I brushing her hair back, as she stirred a bit, my hands fumbled with each other, before inching closer to Storm's mask. The anticipation of seeing her full beauty is eating me inside out.

Maybe if I just take a peek at her un-masked face then I will know for sure... Know that my feelings are right and I am -in fact- falling truly, madly, deeply in love with this girl who lies there on my lap.

Storm's eyes peeked open, indicating that she was awake now. She quietly sat up and rubbed her eyes gently.

"Can you," I breathed awkwardly, "Can you take your mask off, for me?"

She looked quite taken aback at first, but then looked as if she was pondering over the thought. Her face suddenly broke into a smile, "Only if you do."

She made my unsure face turn up into a smirk, I get to see the girl behind the mask...

Literally!

"On three?" I asked, Storm nodding, "Okay then." I smiled.

"One," I stated, our hands moving to our masks...

"Two," she added...

"Three." We said as we removed our masks from our faces...

Woah...