Socratic Method

Socratic Method

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Dorothy-Ann, better known as Dot, is a normal college student. If you call being an unlicensed superhero and the protector of New York normal. In a world of super people, EPs, there are a select few that go on to defend the vulnerable. Some work legally, as licensed EPs that work with law enforcement. Some, unable to work in law enforcement due to mental illness, missed qualifications, or an unwillingness to cooperate, become Renegades, unlicensed EPs. They work in the dead of night, defending people who are incapable of seeking help or those unable to be helped. Despite all the good Renegades can do, they can cause a great deal of harm to those they mean to protect. Sometimes they mess up. Sometimes they cause devastating things to happen. This is the story of one mess up.
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My life used to be pretty boring. Everything was average. Normal family, normal looks, normal house, normal job, normal life. The only non-boring aspect of my life was my best friend which was only because she always managed to mess it up somehow. I didn't really mind much because it kept things interesting. That is until she disappeared leaving me to care for her fatherless child with nothing more than a few hundred pounds and a sorry note. She did ruin my old life. She ruined everything that I'd actually cared for. My parents hated the fact that I was 'throwing my life away' for a child that wasn't mine. Not to mention illegally. I dyed my hair blue in rebellion. My own way of saying "F*CK YOU!" ...They kicked me out shortly after. I couldn't find a decent job in the area and the rumors became so vicious that I just left and never looked back. Old life: Destroyed, unraveled, completely gone. Let's see how long my new life lasts shall we?

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