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
"Honey, can you tell Sheriff Brightside what you just told me in the car?" Harriet Calhoun placed her on the blind girl and leaned closer to her. Harriet Calhoun had driven to the station to meet with Sheriff Brightside."Sheriff? Are we at the station?" Jane whirled her head around even though she could see nothing."Yes, I need to know everything you saw before you got blind," Sheriff Brightside said in a calm tone. "The only thing I could remember was being in an abandoned corn farm with some soldiers, a few men, and kids around my age." Jane paused to sniff and fiddled with her hands that were on top of her thighs."Go on," Sheriff Brightside urged her, squinting in the process."There was this boy who was staring down at me like he was possessed or something. I was over the floor and he picked me up with one hand and then he let his pupils turn red before looking me right in the eye. And then I went blind." She finished and began sobbing once more.Silence remigrated except for t
"Are you sure this is a good idea? I'd be dangerous out there. How would you be able to track these men?" Macey asked November as she followed him into his temporary room."With help from Ann," November answered, unzipping his backpack."Who's Ann?" Macey's eyes dilated upon hearing a feminine name. She didn't want to think he was working with another girl behind her back. "My super suit's in-built computer," November responded, wearing his suit immediately.Relief flooded through Macey but then rubbed the side of her arm and frowned, "I'm really not comfortable with this. Are you sure you don't want me to come along with you?""No, never. There's no way I'm risking your life." November filled the gap between them and placed his hand on her shoulder. There was so much concern in her eyes that for a moment he wanted to tell her why he was so upset over sir Zachery's death, but he couldn't bring himself to do it, to let her know he had gone to threaten those men and they still went ahea
"How did it go?""They didn't kill Mr. Zachery, someone else did.""And you believed them? That's impossible, they stalked him the entire time at Timothee's funeral." Sebastian paused to look at November as the boy hid his backpack under the bed."I might have threatened them to stay away from him," "Seriously? When did you do that?" Sebastian squinted at November.November picked up Stacey who was holding out her hands to him and turned to face a curious Sebastian, "When I excused myself from you and Macey, at the Mayfields. I went after them because the man was frightened to death.""And he still got killed. Wait up, did you go like that?" Sebastian put his hand on November's shoulder."In my super suit, I went home and changed." November rasped out and then thinned his lips."And you said you threatened them?" The boy uplifted a brow after withdrawing his hand which could've lingered where it was if November wasn't carrying his sister."Beat the shit out of them too." November was
"I can't believe I'm doing this again," November breathed out as he leaned forward towards Jane on the bed."You volunteered to help." Sebastian closed the door, and locked it before turning to look at November, "your quirks only heal bruises and mend broken bones. Come on, you aren't Jesus to give sight restoration.""You don't have to put it like that," November frowned at Sebastian who only shrugged. "She needs our help. I still cannot believe Styles is among them." November had his fingers on Jane's eyes, observing them."He didn't seem happy, though.""But he works with them. I can't believe I trusted him.""He helped you, though." Sebastian hunkered down to November's height and leaned forward to face him, "the Monster's venom had you tumbling his house upside down.""Shush, she's blind but that doesn't mean her ears aren't functioning." November shot Sebastian a flat look before returning his attention to Jane who was fiddling with her sweaty hands."Listen, you've gotta chill,
"Can you see?" Sebastian asked after sliding an eyedrop into November's eyes."No, it's been fucking five hours." November gritted out, looking exasperated. They were in his temporary room with everyone gone and at the hospital except a guilt-stricken Jane who had her knees drawn up to her chest from the corner where she was seated."Can't believe this is fucking happening to me," November scoffed incredulously as he placed his hand over his eyes, stroking them."I think blindness will require more time to trail away," Sebastian assured him, putting his hand over his shoulder. "I'm sorry you're in such position because of me," Jane apologized before nibbling her bottom lip on sadness, "if there's anything I can do to help, I will."There was no response from the boys and so she took this as a hint to leave, to give them privacy."I couldn't even go out to save Macey," November balled his fists really hard and heaved deeply, "couldn't do any damn thing.""It wasn't your fault." Sebast
"Jane, can you drive?" November questioned Jane after managing to take off his super suit."No. Can't remember a thing but I doubt I can drive a car." Jane provided, having a good look at the super suit."Shit, have you ever thought of trying?" He jammed his fingers through his hair in frustration. He needed to leave, couldn't just stay there like some fool when his friend was at the hospital with bullet wounds."Where do you want to go in such a condition? You're supposed to stay here and wait for your mom." Jane told November because she was genuinely worried about him."I can't, I need to see Macey. To save her." "Dude, you're blind." She said in a duh tone and November clenched his jaw in exasperation. Had he known, he would have let her stay blind. She was the reason he was in such a position, or else he would have saved Macey from getting shot by the men who were sent by Mr. Anonymous."I am blind because of you," he bit out, balling his fists from where he was seated."I am so