The talk of this mysterious superhero was the talk of the whole city. On the Newsline, radio stations, and all over social media. Footage of him flying in the air with the dead monster was posted, gaining millions of likes and thousands of comments. People were eager to know this hero who had the name tag 'N.''Residents in Marion county have been seeking to know who's this mysterious 'N,' who saved the entire city from the monster who killed approximately nineteen people, both kids, and adults. There have been rumors spreading that this mysterious N is a superhero and not a teen infected with the alien virus, following the footage posted a day ago of a boy dealing with thieves in Walmart, there's a huge similarity there. Some say the mysterious N is the same boy, while other claims were made that he's a family man who prefers to keep things private because he doesn't fancy attention.' This report was airing from a news broadcaster through the Nationwide tv channel with photos of the

Quentin and Sebastian carried November from the floor and placed him on the couch in the sitting room. "Christ, he's heavy," Quentin murmured as he turned November over, kept his head over the couch pillow and Sebastian placed two of his joint fingers on November's nostrils."How's he breathing?" A perturbed Macey folded her arms across her chest as she neared them."Breathing isn't normal, more like his heart is stuttering or something." Sebastian took a step backward and forked his fingers through his hair.Macey squatted next to where an unconscious November laid, did a gentle massage on his surprisingly green foreheads, and wrinkled her nose when she saw her fingers coated in green. She however blocked his nostrils to check if she would get a reaction from him, but the only thing that happened was his mouth which parted a bit. "Oh my god," she spoke in a breathless manner, attracting her brother and Sebastian to her side."What did you see?""His mouth is practically green like

Harriet Calhoun could feel it within her guts that something was wrong somewhere. Since November was able to get a phone for himself, he had never given his phone to anyone to pick for him. Something seemed fishy but she could not place her hand on it.She didn't want to think he was out there trying to use his quirks for the world to see. She knew he was this mysterious N, but pretended she didn't. She was waiting for the perfect time to confront him. She still hadn't gotten over the fact that he communicated with Sheriff Brightside who in turn made the whole city gather and the hall. And her boy had gone to fight the monster, brought it for everyone to see.Harriet Calhoun knew she was supposed to be proud or something because she was his mother because parents admire their children even more after their children had wowed them. But she did not. She was scared for her son's safety. Her mind was busy wondering if more of those things would come to attack November because he had killed

The following day, which was a Sunday, was Timothee Mayfield's funeral, exactly three days after his death. There was the procession of a priest before his coffin was carried to the graveyard. Mr. and Mrs. Mayfield were Catholics and it was surprising that a lot of people came to attend their son's funeral since they were such a snob to literally everyone.November, Sebastian, and Macey had attended too, all clad in depressing black for the sake of Timothee because he was their classmate. Although he saw himself high above everyone else, downgraded people, his death happened so soon. "He was such a fine boy, isolated himself from people because he saw the world differently from everyone.." Mrs. Mayfield stopped talking, sniffed, and then loudly blew her nostrils into a hankie. "Oh my god, I can't believe this is happening," the woman murmured and broke into tears.Mr. Mayfield upon seeing this clenched his jaw and asked someone to take his wife away, claiming she was disgracing herse

They were leaving, taking the path they followed before when they saw someone in a black super suit standing in the middle of the scanty road."Isn't that the guy who killed the monster?" The first man asked his companion who was in the shotgun."It's him in the flesh, the Mysterious N," said the third guy from the back seat.November used his superspeed to appear in front of them immediately, stunning them in the process."Do you need anything?" Asked the first guy who was anxious."What does he want with us?" The third was already reaching for his gun when they felt their car being lifted off the ground."Jesus!" They Clamored in horror, stirring a smug smile on November's face beneath his mask. These three had made it impossible for him to have a proper conversation with sir Zachery, now he would get the answers from them himself. His mind flashed back to when he had excused himself from Sebastian and Macey, told them he wanted to use the toilet, and immediately took off to his hou