Harrisboy

Chapter Thirteen

Huey was flying back home, but he realized that he wasn't flying right. His flight was more lower than usual. He felt like he couldn't land either, his form getting stuck while hitting the pavement.

Huey groaned in pain as he got back up and went through the back door. He looked at his hands to see that his blue veins wore off. "Wait a minute...." Huey went to lift up his bed but he couldn't.

"No....it can't be....." Huey thought. "I can't lose my powers! I need to save people!"

He tried to shoot a energy out the window but couldn't. "I don't have powers....." Huey weeped. "I'm nobody." He sat on his bed, tears running down his face. Memories of Grandpa Curtis getting shot and him saving people. He threw his suit in the closet. He had no use for it now.

Nightfall came as Grandma Gail walked in to check on Huey. She walked in his room to see him sitting in bed, looking at the stars.

"What's wrong, Huey?" Grandma Gail Said. "You've been acting strange all week."

"I don't wanna talk about it." Huey said in a soft voice. "I just wanna be left alone."

"Ya know, your parents always used to doubt you when you were little. But I see effort in you, Huey Harris. You used to draw those superhero comics all the time when you were little. You're my grandson, never forget." She reassured him.

Grandma Gail sighed as she walked in the closet to wash clothes, until she saw the Harrisboy hoodie on the floor. She smiled as she picked it up. "This explains so much." Grandma Gail Thought. She laid the hoodie by Huey's dresser. "I should tell him, but I'll keep it a secret."

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Meanwhile, Lamar was in the living room, replaying the footage of Harrisboy. He saw the video of him saving the school bus from the bridge. Lucious walked in the front door, muttering to himself as he tried to shake off the dark energy.

"Dad, there you are. I've been waiting all day for you." Lamar said. Lucious gave his son a scowling look, trying to hold back his powers.

"Lamar, why do you hang out with that boy?" Lucious asked in a serious manner.

"Who, Huey?" Lamar asked.

"Yeah...." Lucious sat down on the couch, taking off his sunglasses.

"Huey's my best friend." Lamar Replied.

"Oh really? I believe best friends don't keep secrets from each other." Lucious added.

"What secrets?" Lamar asked.

"Oh come on son! Look at him! You think a poo butt ass dude only cares about you because of your personality?" Lucious chuckled softly. "They always smile in your face until they devour your government checks like a bunch of piranhas."

Lamar was skeptical about this. "You're wrong about him, Dad."

"Don't believe me? I suggested you go ask out that little cutie Katie Reid before Baby Huey gets his hands on her." Lucious chuckled as he went upstairs.

Lamar looked back at the tv screen, thinking about his so-called 'best friend'.