November was having a hard time falling asleep. It felt surreal to him that his house got burnt down by Chase Adams and he was at Macey's. Tomorrow was Monday and he had to go to school. Meanwhile, he had put his mind aside from the Pharmaceutical company and Mr anonymous. He didn't care anymore.Stacey was fast asleep and his mom, he didn't know where she went. She was probably outside smoking. She tends to smoke when something had gone wrong.November felt like a fool for just sitting there without doing anything. He should be beating up Chase Adams by now. But how was he supposed to leave when Sheriff Brightside was outside and possibly with his mom?He couldn't stay in there just like that, he needed to give Chase a taste of his own medicine. The damned boy was at his own house, asleep on his bed while he was here, broken and in pain. Quentin Brightside had lent him a shirt and a pair of jogger pants because he didn't have any clothes left. Just his suit and the super suit in his
He was supposed to wear his super suit. Macey mused to herself and then November appeared immediately as if he had read her thoughts."I forgot my suit," he told her."Right, you don't want to be recognized by anyone now, would you?" Macey muttered under her breath and then held his backpack to him.He immediately unzipped the bag and pulled out his super suit, before popping on the button and the suit immediately clad his body."Tell my mom I went for a night walk to clear my head if she asks of me," "This would be the second time I'm telling her a lie," Macey tucked a strand of blonde curls and then folded her arms across her chest."Thanks, Mace. Please stay here with Stacey," November took steps forward and stood in front of Macey, towering over her by just two inches because she was 5 foot seven inches tall.Macey took a hard hurtful gulp as the boy placed a hand on her shoulder. He wasn't November Calhoun anymore, he was now mysterious N who wanted to avenge his family. And to
Chase was soaking himself in an inflatable hot tub on his balcony and drinking expensive wine straight from the bottle when he felt a large pressure gradient from the speed of the wind. The wine bottle he was holding to his lips even knocked him in his face and fell into the water, giving a small part of it a golden stain before it trailed away.Sensing a presence behind him, he snapped his head back and saw the mysterious N. "November?" He called the boy's name as fear immediately gripped him. He wasn't expecting him to show up so soon. How the boy managed to get through the guards was worth questioning. There was no response from the Mysterious N, he just curled his neck aside and started taking slow and casual steps toward where Chased was in the hot tub. November clenched his jaw behind his mask, hating Chase so much for having a good time out there when his mom was cracking her brain on how to take loans in rebuilding their house.November clenched his fist so hard that Chase'
"Come on, Mace. Let's go to school. I'll give you a free ride in my car," Quentin Brightside urged his younger sister who was still in her pajamas. "You could take the shotgun this time.""You trying to be caring is so gross. Ew. And for the records, I'm not going to school today," Macey replied, folding her arms across her chest."Why? You've never missed school before unless you're sick." Quentin appeared shocked as he grabbed the keys to his car."Just go, Quentin. Since when did you start being so considerate? You hated the sigh of my face.""That doesn't make you any less of my sister," Quentin ran his fingers through his hair."Leave me alone,""Wait, are you skipping school because of November?""That's none of your business." She huffed and flipped her hair backward."Aha! I knew it! You've got a crush on him!" Quentin slammed his fist into his palm."Shut up!" Macey snapped, before growing still, wide-eyed because Quentin just stated the obvious truth. How did he know? Was t
November spent the whole morning and afternoon thinking about the death news he heard from Sebastian. He just could not believe the fact that after the warning he gave to those men, they still went ahead and shot sir Zachery in his house the previous night. He couldn't even bring himself to tell Macey that he went after those guys and threatened them to leave the man alone.It was clear that Mr. Anonymous was powerful, and was hell-bent on killing sir Zachery, an innocent family man.November spent the entire afternoon boiling with rage. He spoke to the man just yesterday afternoon and now he was dead. There was obviously nothing he could do about it because he had his own problems to worry about, Chase's dad was yet to show up and his mom was helpless.The death of sir Zachery pained him so much, but how could he go after those men? The issue at hand was deeper than the eyes could see. They killed Mr. Zachery because they didn't want the man to go about telling people that the Abulte
"Bring it," Prosecutor Adams ordered one of his bodyguards. It was clear they had something in their car."Bring what?" Harriet Calhoun asked, but there was no response. They all watched as the man opened the car and brought out a brown briefcase."What does he have in there?" Macey asked no one in particular, but November knew it was money. He threatened Chase's dad that he would return and kill his son if he didn't look for a way to fix things."Here, Harriet Calhoun. This is five hundred thousand dollars. To fix the damages my son caused," Chase's father said, and the briefcase was opened, displaying stacks of dollars. There was a pause as everyone blinked in amazement. The money was huge. It would go a long long way. November felt a heavy weight lifted off his shoulders. The money was enough, they could get their home once more. But his mom wasn't moved by it. Her chest was rising and falling violently as if she was thinking of multiple ways to kill Chase's father.November kne
It was Bradley Norman, the thieving giant who stole and caused the deaths of people.November couldn't believe his eyes, it was the first time he was seeing the giant in person. Didn't expect that he would show up at the Brightsides. Even Sebastian had his eyes bugging out of their sockets with his mouth gaped as he watched Macey in the giant's hand like she was a toy. "What in the world is that?" He asked no one in particular."Help!" Macey wailed, and Bradley held her to his face before smirking."You're his daughter, are you not?" His voice was as well thunderous that she had to put her hands over her ears, scared her eardrums would get blocked."What do you want from me!?" Macey managed to scream, trembling with fear. "I thought I heard something," it was Harriet Calhoun and when she saw Sheriff Brightside's daughter in the hand of the giant, she gasped audibly and almost missed her steps."November!" Macey screamed the boy's name as tears streamed down her cheeks like a heavy
"You've stolen more than enough already, why don't you keep your head low and live a normal life? You've caused more than enough damage already," November pointed this out, upon sensing the giant wasn't willing to just give up like that. Unbeknownst he could use his height to save lives instead of wreaking havoc."I won't let you tell me what to do, just because you feel like a superhero. Go fight some aliens or something. I'm sure they're still in this city. There might be unsightly ones too." Bradley paused for a moment and wondered why this masked superhero wanted him to change his ways. People only saw the worst in him and he wasn't expecting the hero of Indianapolis to talk to him this way."I might or might not be a superhero, but I won't let you kill Sheriff Brightside. And regarding aliens, I'm putting my search on hold because I need to tame a beast like you." November made sure he was using a mature masculine voice through the voice changer because if he had used his normal