"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
November woke up and realized he was still blind. He wished it was all a dream but it wasn't. His body was against something cold that he didn't even know if it was a floor. He couldn't even rise to his feet because his body was chained to the ground. Even his hands couldn't be freed because they were difficulty bound in chains. He couldn't even use his quirks, but his broken leg from the accident had been straightened.And at this, he realized he had been captured by doctor Hemmingway right after he passed out.Pain coursed through November because he was having the worst time of his life. He didn't even know if it was day or night. He had lost his fucking sight and was rendered useless, chained like an animal in a place he didn't know. He couldn't even scream because there was tape in his mouth.His eyes watered upon remembering Jane's death, the girl whose blindness he had taken, had died for his sake. Had it been he hadn't lifted the car above the air, she would still be alive. H
Harriet Calhoun was on her way to Sheriff Brightside's home when she took notice of people standing outside their houses that had shattered glass windows and uprooted doors. It seemed a mob had arrived and destroyed people's homes after the previous men who had arrived to shoot."What in God's name is happening to this environment?" She muttered to herself as she stared ahead of her and saw a large number of people in front of the sheriff's home.Her heart dropped in her stomach upon seeing this because she sensed something had happened again and this time it could be worse.She hopped out of her car and slammed the door shut before even nearing the house front.She shouldered her way past people and rushed to the scene in front, before stiffening.Quentin's broken car and Jane inside. Dead with a broken neck.Harriet Calhoun was chilled to the extent she couldn't even open her mouth.Jane who she had picked up from the road, the helpless blind girl who had lost her memory. The girl w
"Sir, we carried out the mission you asked of us, but the Sheriff was present and so we couldn't go in to kidnap his mother," the informant was wearing a black suit with shades over his eyes. Behind him were two men who seemed to be in some sort of gang, with him the leader.They were at an empty hockey arena with just one unidentified person in a hockey outfit, and a hockey stick who had his back to them.He didn't respond, instead, he slammed his hockey stick against the floor and the remaining men flinched in fear."Just a simple task that I asked you to do, and you couldn't get it done." He said quietly as if he was talking about something else."Sheriff Brightside seemed to be her protector because it was his home, he shot at us too. We succeeded in giving his daughter a few bullets." Man number one provided, taking off his shades and seeming uncomfortable.Mr. Anonymous in the ice hockey outfit turned around to face the man, his helmet hiding his face, and he swung his hockey st