Unlikely Heroes (Sander Sides au)

Savvy (Chapter 23)

T.W: swearing
=~•Logan's POV•~=
"Alright, lets get my teammate back."

The streets were unnervingly quiet the morning we began walking. I have never been one for exercise and due to this repetitive walking my breathing was heavy. I was occupied with talking to Remus when the train station came into view. We were conversing about different areas of marine biology, with him adding very interesting views too our conversation. Did you know an octopus can get an erection? Many points he added have given me a different view of the aquatic creatures. Our conversation continued on the train, getting odd and disgusted looks from Roman whenever Remus spoke. I am unaware of why people shy away from this type of knowledge but pay attention too genocide in history.

"Logan, when is the trial?" Thomas questioned from the other side of where I sat. I knew that the trial was scheduled for tomorrow, however, I was unsure whether giving such information would be safe and responsible. Their was a 'pit' in my stomach about this whole scenario but I was to answer the question if we were going to be able too defeat the kidnappers.
"The trial is tomorrow, at 10:30 sharp," I informed him, while straightening my tie. Thomas gave a solemn nod too my answer and the conversation was carried on. The ride hardly changed in noise, Patton was having an in-depth conversation with Roman, Virgil and Janus were sharing insults in a humorous manner, Enamour was listening to a private soundtrack through his headphones and Thomas was scrolling through a social media site, I do believe. The train was coming to our stop after approximately 2 hours. Thomas explained the plan for tomorrow, with multiple humourless jokes, before sending us to our living quarters. He was able to teleport our beings back to our buildings due to the close proximity.

My house was a bland, spotless building, with zero inconvenient items, although after my talk with Remus, I am beginning too believe they are not all inconvenient. Some could provide comfort or too express emotion without the use of words. The only item on the pearl white walls was a painting of multiple, different coloured circles. My brain is very powerful but I am still unable to find any significant switch this piece. Black, sleek furniture was placed in a specific place, never moving from its spot. The television was turned off but if I was to turn it on, a historical or geographical documentary would most likely start playing. The channel is barely changed, unless my companions come to visit, then the channel is switched too a childish movie. The carpet was soft, with zero hair in site. I take pride in my ability to clean a room until it is practically spotless.

It was around 10pm when I sent myself to bed. I never differ from my sleeping pattern, unless situation calls for such a stupid action. A circadian rhythm is important to keep as it can help reflexes, maximum production, less risk of heart attacks and no exhaustion. I changed into a plain blue sleep attire so I can sleep without any discomfort, and I took off my glasses, careful to not fingerprint the lenses, before placing them on my bed side. The light was turned off by my abilities and I was soon dreamlessly sleeping.

My alarm sounded through my room, alerting me too the exact time. I placed my glasses on my face, pushing them up to the bridge of my nose. I stood up as gracefully as possible, before I walked over too my attached bathroom so I could complete my daily routine: brushing teeth, showering, getting dressed, eating breakfast. I prefer to have a plan for the day so my own actions will not surprise me.

The list was soon completed at exactly 11:45, half an hour from the time we had planned to meet Thomas so we could visit the trial. If I know my parents, they are able to manipulate ways out of situations, although this problem does not need to consist of such falsehoods. The streets were calm as I walked down each. No human in my field of vision. It was the same silent all the way to Thomas apartment. That was until I heard two familiar voices debating. Roman and Remus. If I was to make an assumption about this situation, I would say Remus said an inappropriate subject in the earshot of Patton. When I approached the two, Remus was the first too notice my presence.

"Logan, tell Roman I am correct about ducks having corkscrew dicks," Remus hollered.
"I never said they didn't! I just do not wish too know about such things!" Roman exclaimed back to Remus. This was when I noticed Virgil and Janus filming the entirety of the ridiculous argument. Yes, male ducks do have corkscrew penis but that is not something that consists an argument. Thomas and Enamour were also standing with them, with a look of discomfort on Thomas' facial features. I wouldn't be surprised if Thomas was one to shy away from less appropriate facts about animal biology. This argument carried on throughout the walk to the courtroom. If I had listened too Janus correctly, he wishes to become a lawyer when he is of age. Throughout the debates I have experienced or witnessed him having, he would be a great prosecutor and could easily break the defendants moral compass.

The court was in view now and we were about too enter, before we were stopped at the front. A security guard was standing there, with his hand blocking our path. I knew this guard was not going to let us in the courtroom unless we could convince him- or not. As I was thinking about how we were to enter, Janus had already taken the liberty to mind control the security. We entered swiftly and saw multiple people at the jury bench, many sitting near the back and the judge at the front. Facing the judge were two people I knew very well. My mother and father were sitting at the defendants bench, while their lawyer was trying mightily hard to prove their innocence. The judge was taking this into consideration, by the look on his face and the court carried on like any other drug case.

(Bare with me, I don't know how an actual court scenario is)

Luckily for us, the defendant won and my parents were free too go. We exited the courtroom and waited for my parents to arrive outside. It was about 1:23 by the time they left, however, we were still waiting there patiently. When my father and mother walked through the door, Thomas and I approached them, along with Enamour, causing them to have an expression of confusion on their face.
"You are the superhero Savvy, correct?" Thomas said, in less of a questioning manner and more of a statement.
"Who's asking?" My father asked, which mightily confused me.
"Well Thomas is obviously the one who asked so he is the one who's asking." This only caused my parents  to chuckle and that was when I noticed that what my father said must have been a form of expression. Thomas explained the scenario at hand, asking if the retired hero would be willing to help this situation. Thankfully he agreed and said about how he had nothing else to do. Mother asked a very important question however.
"What day are you planning to head off on?"
"Tomorrow, we shall set off and find the location of the kidnappers," Thomas explained, and with that, Enamour, my father and Thomas all exchanged numbers before explaining the plan to my peers. We all agreed on this and were sent on our ways home. We have finally got our bases for this rescue. This should now be relatively easy.

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I really need to set a timetable of when to write these bloody chapters. I also changed the cover on this book by the way so now it isn't just a street. That one was kinda just a holder cover, also thank you for 800 views! Until next time, adios!