Infamous: Second Son and the entire franchise, belong to the creative minds at Sucker Punch Productions, Kerb ltd, Sony Interactive Entertainment, and their affiliates. Delsin Rowe, Abigail Walker, and other characters mentioned aren't my intellectual property. Scott Pilgrim and its cast hail from the mind of Bryan Lee O'Malley. Any references to comics, movie, or anime adaptations are just that, references. None of the characters in this fanfiction are mine. I'm just here for the entertainment, not claiming ownership or anything. Tobacco, alcohol, implications of romantic escapades, a dash of strong language, and moderate violence may apply, all for the sake of seriousness or comedy. Enjoy the ride

It finally Happened. Welcome to ANHS, a government sponsored paradise where the nation's best are made. But what you don't know, is that this paradise is a lie. Every action is monitored, every friendship is a potential alliance, and every class is locked in a ruthless war to be the best. However, (Y/N) is not just another student trying to survive. Among the sea of elite individuals, one of them is just like him: An escapee from the same hell that defined his upbringing, and now he is tasked to find him as his ultimate test. To succeed in his mission, he'll have to use his skills and blend in, create fulfilling friendships or maybe....even something more. In a school where everyone wears a mask, the greatest battle he'll face will be the one for his own identity.

The hero world is full of long patrols, sleepless nights, and work that lasts far into the evening. It's no wonder the Justice League had become coffee addicts, and it's also no wonder why they like the young barista that owns the twenty-four-hour coffee bar in Keystone City. Honestly, their addiction was all Flash's fault anyway.