Adopting The Superhero

Chapter 17

Nyssa's pov

"What. The. Hell." Luke gasps out again. We both stand there, unsure of how to react to each other's presence.

"Luke!" Mark yells, "Where are you? I'm already missing Nyssa!"

"I'll be there in a second! I'm just getting a drink!" Luke shouts back, his eyes not leaving me for a second. Finally he blinks and realizes that I am actually standing right there.

"Viper!" He exclaims, his voice lowered, "What are you doing in my house? I mean, not that I mind or that you can't be here, but you typically don't go into people's houses. Not that I know of anyways. For all I know you always go into people's houses after you kick ass in a fight, even though today you kind of got beat up. Although you did save that little boy. Do you always go into random people's house?" Luke rambles, making extravagant gestures, which, for the record, almost hit me in the face multiple times. I roll my eyes and pull the mask off, revealing my face. I don't care at this point and honestly just want Luke to be shocked speechless so he'd shut up.

It worked.

Luke just stands there, frozen, with his mouth open, staring at me. Finally the words return to his mouth.

"You're V-" I clamp my hand over his mouth then speed up to my bedroom. I sit him down on the bed, then get changed quickly in the bathroom, shoving my costume into my bookbag. I go back out to Luke, whose expression is impossible to read.

"Wait a second. Nyssa, you're Viper? Like, for real?" Luke questions, puzzled. I nod, leaning against the wall. I don't care anymore.

"Yeah," I say, nodding. I thought that was pretty obvious, but apparently Luke needed clarification.

"How? I mean, what? I mean, I don't even know what I mean. You literally just blew my mind, Nyssa," Luke tells me.

I smile slightly and shrug, "Sorry. But I'll explain later, okay. Right now I'm supposedly in the bathroom and you're getting a drink." Luke nods and stands up. I grab his arm and run us both downstairs. He doubles over, holding his stomach. I smirk and pat his back before walking past him and back into the dining room. The pain in my head is almost gone but my ribs are still killing me. Broken bones always take a lot longer to heal compared to other injuries of mine.

"Nyssa, how nice of you to rejoin us," Mark says, unamused.

I roll my eyes, "Get off my back. I needed to use the bathroom. Sorry if I didn't feel good." Mark doesn't respond. Smart move on his part. Luke walks in a few moments later, a vacant expression is still present on his face as he tries to think through how I'm Viper. Poor boy.

"Now that we're all here, let's get to the really exciting news. We need to start planning your next world tour for after the album is released," Mark announces.

"Wait a second. A world tour for the boys? So they'd be gone for who knows how long while I just stay here by myself?" I ask, speaking up.

Mark rolls his eyes at my comment, "No Nyssa. You would obviously be going onto tour with them."

Shit.