Everyone was shocked at the fact that Captain Morgan had said such a thing. They didn't expect him to have a mind-reading quirk apart from having a soul-shifting quirk. He was quite unique.They had no idea that a person who could mind-read existed. It was as if the aliens specially picked Captain and gave him such infection-induced powers that seemed magical.Aside from that, the boy seemed to be full of himself because he read minds. It was as if he was a president or something. The smug smirk was never leaving his face. And it made November in Macey's body uncomfortable because he had never encountered such a person since the alien-ship invasion. Chase didn't even act this pompous. And it was as if Captain Morgan was feeding on their uneasiness."That's right, you were thinking about watching porn just now," Captain directed this statement to Quentin, and the bottle of water Quentin was holding slipped off his hands and poured when it hit the floor.Quentin was wearing the same fac
Harriet Calhoun was still glued to the spot where she was, she couldn't believe that the Abulterin drug was deadly and it was killing her. She had thought the drug was just a pain killer since it was advertised everywhere. How could the drug be deadly? It was puzzling."But there are ads for this drug everywhere," she wasn't even speaking to Sheriff Brightside but to herself. But her voice was loud enough to be heard by Macey's father who was still pacing back and forth in exasperation like she was his sick and dying wife."Macey's father took one look at November's mother and got even more upset, "it's a deadly drug, dammit!" He thundered at the top of his voice like an enraged giant like it could break down the doors and windows in the hospital.This made Harriet Calhoun's temper rise because she didn't need someone shouting up and down in her hospital ward. It was rather affecting her condition since the headache was still the same."Will you calm the fuck down, Aleric!?" She yelled
It was at that moment November received a call from his mother asking him to come over to the hospital. November was quite confused about hearing his mom calling and asking him to come to the hospital, to think that he had forgotten about her for the few hours he had been on the search for Captain Morgan to have his and Macey's souls shifted back into their bodies.It was weird that he didn't think of her this entire time, even his younger sister Stacey who his mom had dropped off at her friend's in the morning hour. He had been hooked up in having his soul put back into his body because he was in Macey's body. And the fault was from the annoying and mischievous Captain Morgan who wanted to use that as an avenue to join their group, upon knowing he was the Mysterious N."Is there anything wrong, mom?" November asked his mother. Because her voice wasn't as lively as it was. She sounded like she wasn't alright at all.'No, honey. I just had a mild fever and I was taken to the hospital,
November wondered if he should tap into his super speed and head to his mom's favorite burger joint because it had been a while since he had made use of his powers. He didn't use his quirk in eight days since the outbreak of the zombie aliens and sort he missed wearing his super suit and going after Scott Andrews to threaten his superpowers. Even threaten him over Mr. Anonymous.He had tried to live like a normal teen because he was traumatized from seeing a four-year-old blonde boy who wasn't even human but the host of the zombie aliens. November couldn't still be normal even as he walked past little blonde boys, the way the host of the zombie aliens had looked at him, still haunted him badly, that was shy he had been trying to lay low with his quirks.And then it dawned on him about the Abulterin drug that was currently distributed they had in it ads everywhere, claiming it was this painkiller med.November was unsettled because he knew this drug will cause several deaths within and
Mr anonymous was in the skating arena making use of a skating stick, alone. He was wearing a helmet and still, his face was hidden as he skated through the place that was devoid of other players. He liked skating alone at night, without anyone in sight. It was at that moment November appeared without the slightest noise. He had gotten the information about Mr anonymous after dealing with Scott Andrews even more. Scott Andrews was reluctant to tell him where Mr. Anonymous was, until November tumbled his house upside down, smashed a lot of things, and beat him until he passed out.Mr. Anonymous was about to make use of a skating stick once more when he felt a presence behind him. He turned around just in time to see the Mysterious N staring at him with his arms folded across his chest and his feet floating up.November had decided to wait and observe him, wondering why he seemed so young. He had expected Mr. Anonymous to be an old man, but this one wasn't. And it was rather shocking to
Harriet Calhoun woke up the next morning to the smell of pancakes. Someone was making pancakes and they smelt so good that she felt her mouth-watering.Wait a minute, could this be a dream or something? She died and woke up in the body of another person? A teen perhaps, whose mom was preparing her breakfast.She stretched and sat upright, and then began wondering why everything seemed so weird because she had expected to be in the hospital but it seemed as though she was in her room at the home of Sheriff Brightside.Was it true? She found herself looking around the room and found everything the same. The bed, her clothes neatly folded on top of the drawer, a black and white picture of her, Stacey, and November. And then another of Stacey's when she was an infant.And then it dawned on Harriet Calhoun that she really was in the home of Sheriff Brightside and her eyes widened in their sockets because she could remember dying slowly last night, and then her eyes closed and she couldn't
I should look you up for good but no one will believe me if I said I found myself in the body of a homeless Street panhandler prosecutor Adams cleared out Captain Morgan."My apologies, sir. I wasn't thinking straight," Captain Morgan apologized, biting back a snicker.And you made me suffer so much!' Prosecutor Adams yelled, slamming his fist against the desk in front of him, upon remembering how he was in the body of Dakota, on the streets, suffering.And Captain Morgan didn't even flinch at this reaction.Chase was standing next to his father, with the help of November Captain had shown up at their house to help transfer the soul of his dad back to his body. And put that of Dakota back into her body. Prosecutor had his men kick her out of his house because she had cost him so much trouble."You are dangerous to live in Marion County, you caused so much trouble. Perhaps you should be locked up and the lab for good," Prosecutor Adams directed this to Captain Morgan.The boy smirked a
Flashback, to age four."Come here, you gummy bear," his dad lifted him and whirled him around. Not even caring that other older parents were openly staring at them. The young father and his son.He threw his head back and laughed heartily, before wrapping around the neck of his father. He always looked forward to his dad arriving to pick him up with his motorcycle. His classmates envied him for having a dad with a crazy motorcycle.When his dad stopped and put him down, he staggered for a few seconds, "I feel woozy, daddy,""Was that the new word you learned at school today?""Uhm, no. I saw it in this big book and had to ask my teacher about it. And then she told me the meaning.""I like that you learn new words every day. You are something I wasn't when I was your age. I slept throughout class and cried to go meet mama," the kid bubbled with laughter from hearing this."C'mere gummy bear," his father picked him up once more with a bright smile on his face, "did I spin you for too lo