"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
"Are you sure this is a good idea?" Doctor Hemmingway looked over at Prosecutor Adams. They were out on an abandoned corn farm with dying grasses. "Trust me, I've never been so sure of anything in my life," Prosecutor Adams patted the man's shoulder gently, "release the kids," the barked this order at Commander Rodney Brown who in turn spoke into the CB radio, commanding one of his officers and they opened the army trailer, revealing the kids in matching vintage outfits and electronic glasses.A helicopter was above them, and four men observed these kids through binoculars. It was afternoon and they had driven far away from civilization to see these teens exhibit their quirks after the experiments were performed smoothly. Doctor Hemmingway and his scientists injected the teens with their specific dozes.More soldiers arrived in another vehicle and they answered Commander Rodney Brown immediately, after saluting him."002, Melissa Anderson please step forward." Doctor Hemmingway had
It was late evening when Consigliere Ares Black stopped in the middle of a lonely road and abandoned the blind weeping girl. And then he left immediately because he had some scores to settle. He had 003 with him, just like everyone else had taken some of the quirky teens with them to go on a mission. Some of Prosecutor Adams' men were even in search of the quirky teens because they believe there were several other teens with various kinds of quirks, hiding.The blind girl was weeping bitterly. She had lost her sight nor could she remember a thing. The only thing she could remember was being in the midst of men who were arguing until the boy, staring down at her, looked deep into her eyes. She could recall how red and malicious they were until her sight was choked up in total blankness.Blinded with amnesia, she wept at the side of the road because she had nowhere to go. Couldn't remember a thing, didn't know if she had any family.Harriet Calhoun was speaking to Sheriff Brightside over
"I don't know how to tell you this, but I've got to make it known to you anyway.""What do you mean?" Doctor Hemmingway cast a curious glance at Styles who still had the files in his hands. They were in the army truck, driving back to Atticus' lab with the rest of the teens and some soldiers."I'm sorry...b-b-but, I have to withdraw from being your intern," Styles adjusted his glasses and quickly looked away from Doctor Hemmingway with his heart hammering down his chest. He hadn't recovered from what just happened in the abandoned corn farm."Why?" Doctor Hemmingway turned to face the boy who neared the car door, even more, avoiding the man's face. "I'm sorry, but I just can't anymore." Styles blurted out, gulping unsteadily.Doctor Hemmingway blew out a big puff of breath and then face-palmed. Styles was one of his best interns and he wanted to leave simply because of what happened. "If that Consigliere hadn't brought the girl I would've been blinded by now." Styles carried on."Wh