I felt myself drift back into consciousness and I had one of the worst headaches I've ever had in my entire life. The last thing I remember was getting my face smash into a steel beam and I know I’m not dead. I open my eyes and see I'm in my house laying on the couch. I’m still wearing the outfit Mary bought me just a lot more dirty.

I sat up and noticed a note on the coffee table and it reads hey if you're reading this I went to hang with Rachel for the day so I probably won’t be home until tomorrow. I left some breakfast in the microwave(that I totally didn’t order). Also, please just stay inside today. You were pretty messed up last night and with your current luck you'll probably meet jack the ripper if you just go to get coffee. So yeah cya when I get home Mole Rat. Love your awesome twin sister.

I smirked as I headed upstairs and grabbed some fresh clothes and took a quick shower and noticed I have a new scar just above my left eyebrow. I realized how many scars I’ve gained over just the last week jeez if I keep going on like this by the end of the year I’ll be just one big scar.

After drying my hair, I head downstairs and open the microwave and see a plate with a breakfast sandwich and some hash browns on it. I heat up the food and grab the half gallon of milk and walk over and sit on the couch and grab the remote as I eat the hashbrown with one bite.

I skip through several different channels from one about a cooking competition that involves powers to another about history and if powers are just alien parasites. I’m tempted to watch that animated vanguard show they made a couple years back. I wonder how they wrote mom and dad? Hope its leagues are better than that one life action show they made where the vanguard were angsty teens in high school I still chuckle seeing the cringed expressions on mom and dad's faces when the show is mentioned.

Watch the news, I switch to a news channel I know and one of the news anchor kinda looks like that fox waitress at club void but with brown hair and well not being a fox person.

She talks about stuff I kinda just ignore well except for the giant intelligent hamster attack that a new teen superhero team named the guardians. Eventually the news anchor talks about 2 potentially unnamed heroes that might be related to moxie and nimbus. She also talks about how the figure who helped the people out of the burning building might be related to another vigIlante named Nobody saved nearly a dozen young girls from human traffickers.

Huh Nobody, not the worst name anyways they switch to the weather as My attention span for this dies so i just turn the tv off. What to do now, maybe I can try to beat a video game. I'll tell myself I beat and stop at a hard part. I head to my room as I get to my desktop and turn it on.

I then noticed a black duffle bag in the corner of my eye. The money I stole and never used I still feel shitty about that. What the fuck should I do with this? Should I finally use it to buy something or should I try to find the people I took it from and give it back.

Gotta give it back. It wasn't yours to take for all your knowledge, you just beat up a bunch of people and stole money from them. They could still be criminals; they called themselves the red eyes, which is a total gang name and you would have been in the right to beat their asses and the money was a reward for doing good work.

I had 2 different trains of thought, one telling me to give the money back the other telling me to keep it. The money would be very useful. It could be used to help with the idea of improving that kinetic gun and maybe other devices by getting better supplies to help improve it. That money that you took from those people could have been for them to keep living for them to maybe get out of a horrible situation they could of earnt the hard way and just taking and spending it on stuff that you might not need is just selfish.

The thoughts got louder, becoming more like voices. they could get more money by robbing or stealing it from someone plus they got their ass beat by someone that just got their powers. They probably weren’t fighters, they barely had any real weapons and a single gun and the evolved there couldn't fight that well. Does that sound like a gang?. It was getting louder and louder until it felt like 2 sides of my brain were screaming at me to make a choice.

“QUIET!” I screamed out loud as my thoughts went back to normal. Was I fucking going insane I I…………whatever back on the main topic. I should compromise, I should find them, maybe check out that old hospital and see if they're still there and talk with them and see how they got the money and if they really are a gang or at least part of one. If I turn up my hearing enough I can hear their heartbeats and see if they're lying. If they aren’t a gang and I’ll give them their money and if they are I leave with the money.

It's my best option for now since I don’t have enough information or context to figure out the current situation so this is my best option for now. I grab a black hoodie and a face mask. If I do find them I don’t want them seeing my face. I head over to my desk and pull out the escrima sticks, ball bearings and the kinetic gun just in case because overkill is overrated.

I put everything in my belt and use my clothes to hide the belt. I quickly head downstairs with the duffle bag as I remember what Mary wrote down on the note. I’ll be fine after I’m done with this money situation. I'll just head home and it will take like 30 minutes. What can happen in thirty minutes? Anyways after jinxing myself I quickly head outside and start running where I remember the hospital.

Another thing I've noticed is that my memory has been enhanced. As soon as I try to remember something it instantly pops up in my head with perfect detail. Pretty useful still doesn't help me find my missing socks though I swear all of my socks are all missed match by this point.

It’s midday and a bit cloudy as I run across rooftops and I can hear the traffic and people arguing because of the traffic and people wondering why there is so much traffic. I feel my mood lightened as I run across the rooftops. Even though I've done this a couple times so far I still love the feel of the wind rushing against my skin, the world blurring past me as I run and the rush that driveline pumping through my veins gives me, I’ll never get tired of it.

Eventually I spotted it and in the daylight I noticed that the building was covered in burn damage. Nothing bad but it made look like the place was ignited maybe it related with whatever the fuck went down with that burning hospital last night.

Hell I even noticed the claw marks I made when I failed horribly at my attempted parkour move. I wonder, I move back quickly as I tighten the straps of the Duffle bag on my back as I look at the broken sign. I take a deep breath as I get on all fours into a sprinter's stance as I dash forward.

In only a couple seconds I make the sign as I jump, grab onto the broken sign and swing upwards as this time my feet make contact with the top of the roof. Satisfaction flowed through my veins after the clear sign of my progress as I walked over to the pillar with the door. This time the chain instead of being broken as I last remember was replaced with a much newer chain made from steel. This could be a sign they are still here as this time I don’t break the chain. I turn one of my fingers into a steel claw as I grab the lock on the chain.

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I gently placed the claw inside the keyhole as I let my instincts take over as I moved the claw in the lock. After several clicks I feel it unlock, easy fucking peasy. I take the lock off the chain as I gently push the door open as I walk in. I walk in the star way as I hop down to the first floor with a thud.

I walk over to the 1rst floor entrance just like before as I gently push to open. I feel the door move for an inch before it stops as if something was placed in front of the door. At least they were smart enough to have slightly better security but it still sucks. With a small shove I pushed the door open as several burnt beds and sets of hospital equipment fell to the ground with a very loud thud. Well at least they know i’m here now well if they are here.

I take a deep breath as I get ready to probably get attacked for a solid minute before I can explain things. I walked forward as I noticed the little campsite from before this time the campfire wasn’t lit as I couldn’t see anyone.

I could smell them. It was weird I couldn’t describe the scents since they change a bit but I could recognize it was them. I could hear some light breaths around me and one heavy one near a pillar. I look over as I think it might be that Blake girl, the small one with the ginger hair. I take a couple steps over the pillar as I hear her whisper “pl-please don’t find me please d-don’t find me”.

“You know I can hear you right?” I heard the breathing quiet as I heard a rush of heavy steps behind me, I sigh, here we go. I immediately turn around and see Mark, this group's strong man charging at me with that same look that promised a brutal beating. I noticed he had a scar on his nose now. “Oh hi mark” instead of replying like a civilized person he threw a heavy over handed jab at me, predictable.

I duck under his fist and shoot several quick jabs at his chest hitting several pressure points as he froze up and fell to the ground. I hear step behind as someone takes a breath as I pivot myself and grab a punch from pinky as I see a look of fear and anger in her eyes as I held her fist so fragile so easily I could break it just with a bit of pressure, I could just snap every bone in her hand.

She goes for another punch and just like before I grab it and lift up in the air before she could kick me as I hear 2 pairs of footsteps coming at me as I turn around and toss pinky at negative and positive who were attempting to charge me knocking all 3 of them on the floor.

“Gotcha” I hear several feet away as I hear a loud bang as I hear the bullet whizzing through the air as my perception slows. As I spin around and spot Doug smirking as he holds up the pistol as the bullet flies through the air. He has a large jagged scar on the right side of his face probably from where he hit the wall oh yeah the bullet. I turn my right hand to steel as I slap the bullet to the left as it hits into a wall.

“Now that's just ain’t fair” Doug stares dumb founded as I hear positive or negative yell “I call fucking hacks”.

I turn around to see Mark ready to throw a haymaker at me, sidestep him and knee him in the side. It pushed him back a bit as he feels denser and stronger, I wonder why? I keep digging him as he gets more pissed “Just stay the fuck still!”.

“And get hit?” as after his last punch grab him by his arm and turn and use his momentum to throw him over my shoulder. I could see in the corner of my eye that pink and positive and negative were getting ready to charge at me. I don’t want to keep fighting because I don’t want to hurt them again so I better do something.

I turn and see Blake peaking her face out from the pillar as an idea pops in my head. Welp time to escalate the situation so I can de-escalate it. With a rush of movement I’m already in front of Blake as I shoot out my hand and gently grab her by the neck. “Eep!” Blake didn’t even try to struggle as I held her as the rest of the group stopped moving and became silent.

I could see a mix of looks of rage and worry in their eyes. Mark and Pinky look like they wanted to bash my head in. Doug was the only one I couldn’t read his face was the same no changes ether he had a amazing poker face or he didn’t give a fuck about this girl.

“So can we please calm down?”

“Fuck you!” Mark nearly fucking growls at me

“Sorry not into guys, maybe you’ll have a chance with the other dudes here” his face goes a bit red from.

“Not what I meant” sure, I look at Blake as I get a better look at her. She had very curly reddish orange hair with Hazel eyes and her face was riddled with freckles once again cute. I could feel her breathing hard under my light grip. I could see the fear in her eyes.

I could feel her skin under my grip I could so easily just crush her wind pip and rip out her throat or just turn my fingers to claws and claw her throat and watch as she chokes on he…….these intrusive thoughts are getting worse as I quickly shake my head.

I turn my head back to the rest of my group as I grab the duffle bag off my back and toss it over to them. “I’m not here to fight, actually I’m to apologize for what I did. I'm sorry and I know words aren’t enough so I bring gifts” hesitantly Mark walks over and opens the bag as his eyes widen “this all of our money why?”

“I had a change of heart” I gently place Blake on the ground as She walks over to the rest of the group. “Seriously, why are you doing this?” I get a reasonably distrustful look from pinky.

“Well I’m trying to be a good guy and decided maybe beating up a bunch of homeless people and robbing them wasn’t the best idea”.

“We're not homeless people”

“We are Blake, don’t lie to yourself” I hear Doug say as he points the gun at me.

“Now before I leave I got some questions and if you’ll put your weapons down we can make this quick and easy”

“Yours first” pinky gives a glance where the weapons belt is hidden she definitely got a good eye. Wanting to gain a small bit of their trust and also because I know I can beat their asses without it I take off the belt and toss towards them. I see Pinky grab the belt as eventually they all slowly relax as they all put their weapons down.

Well except Mark who walks over to me and punches me across the face knocking me to the ground as I feel my jaw crack a bit and bruise as I feel blood stain my face mask slightly.

“Yeah I deserve that” as I hop onto my feet as everyone looks at me.

“I’ve got some questions like why are you staying this place”

“Because we have nowhere to go” Negative speaks up

“Why?”

“Simple were on the run”

“From the police I’m guessing”

“Police and some pissed off heroes” positive says as he grabs a soda from a cooler

“What did you do?”

“We all knew each other before all this we were friends in a town not far away from this city. One day one of the local heroes, one that Blake was a big fan of” I don’t like where this is heading.

Blake spoke up “I work at a petstore and they came in drunk and at first it was nice to talk to them then they started flirting with me and ask me to come with them back to there place I said no and they started getting angry and and” I could see memories flashing through her mind as Pinky walk Over put a hand on the smaller girls shoulder.

Pinky continued “we were coming to surprise here since it was her birthday and well we saw what was happening and intervened most of us got our asses handed us besides mark who broke their neck” I could see Mark flinch as she said that

“And we knew that they wouldn’t believe a bunch of civilians so we got that well loved hero assaulted some girl so we got out of there that's when we discovered Blake was a evolved specifically a healer really has been helpful” Pinky ruffles Blakes hair as she smiles slightly

“So was all this money yours?”

Doug speaks up now as he steps towards me “no”, called it.

“Explain”

“So we were barely getting away from some blood lusted heroes that were related to the one Mark killed so I found someone who could help us they had a teleporter with them so They got us here but we would we have to pay them a hefty sum and we were essentially homeless so yes we had to steal”, called it.

“I’m sorry for all the trouble I’ve caused. I really am, I'll leave you guys alone” as I grab my belt and go to leave through a window.

“Wait!” I hear from Pinky as I look at her.

“You owe us”

“I gave you the money” I turn to look at her

“Well yeah but the night you took it” she points a finger at me as she walks up to me.

“We were supposed to give it to the man we owed to but w=since we didn’t have it and where to injured to chase after it we came up empty handed but luckily he gave us another week but we had to bring in double the money” fuck I’m the reason there probably gonna get killed by some mob boss

“And we have until tomorrow until we gotta bring in the money so since this is your fault you're gonna help us get that money, got it!?” she grabs me by my hoodie pulling me down to look her in the eyes

I hear the voices already beginning to argue but with a mental QUIET! They stop as I take a deep breath “I’ll help”