"I never caught your name," Brian asked and I sighed.
"My name is Brock. Now please don't talk to me," I said a little ticked at the moment.
"Why don't you want to be with people like yourself?"
"I don't want to talk about it so if you would please leave me alone that would be appreciated." I turned into the parking lot of the apartment building I lived in. I parked the car in my usual parking spot and got out. I walked inside and to my apartment. Brian was following me the whole way. "So what exactly am I going to be doing at your base?"
"Well you're going to move in with us so get what you need. We'll come back soon but for now get what you need like toothbrush and clothes." I nodded and walked to my room. I got out a bag and put some of my clothes in it. I then walked to the bathroom and grabbed my toiletries. I walked back to the living room where Brian had stayed. When I walked in he gave me a confused look. "You're like eighteen, why are living on your own and not with your parents still or in college?"
"I'm on my own because sometimes life isn't how you want it to be."
"Okay, Let's Just head to the base." I nodded and walked out to my car.
"Are you driving or are you giving me directions?"
"I'll drive." I gave him my keys and went to the passenger's seat. Brian got in and started the car. We started down the road and I started to zone out until he started to talk again. "So Brock your power is flying?"
"Yes But I also have the ability to heal people. That's why I was able to heal from the bullet wound so quickly."
"Wow, out of all the people with powers you're the first to have more than one." I felt a little uncomfortable being the only one with multiple powers. My feet started to get very interesting and I couldn't get my eyes off them. "It's not a bad thing, you know? It just means you are more thought of in the group."
"Yeah right, it just means I'll be different like always," I scoffed at him. Tears were welling in my eyes at the thought that I'll never find a place to fit in. We pulled into a driveway of a large house. I wouldn't call it a mansion but it wasn't some farm house either. Brian turned off the car and grabbed my bag.
"Sometimes being different is a good thing," he said that as he opened the door and walked to the building.
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Flying High (Terrorknuckle) (Superhero AU)
FanfictionBrock was born with powers but didn't want anything to do with them. He wanted to be normal and fit in and he was doing so when a superhero group called the BBS met him in an unexpected way. Brock then had to come out about his powers. what happe...
