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not obey, weaved and strove in every possible way to catch on the toes of old worn sneakers on the unevenness of the asphalt. Cars drove by, drivers honking furiously at me, yelling about my parents and my lack of intelligence, but I didn't care. All their swearing was drowned out by the loud beating of their own hearts. Knock-Knock! It counted every second of delay as I rushed to the entrance to the park, where he stood on the podium."Stop, you freak!" Violetta's voice came from behind me.The cars were still honking to me from all sides, for I brazenly stepped straight across the roadway. Fortunately, only a four-lane road separated me from the park, and the flow of cars was not so fast."Get out of the way, you idiot!" someone shouted after me.Finally, my foot rested on the road curb. The body swayed forward, I lost my balance, collapsing on the footpath, where I just heard the beginning of the speech:“I’m glad that we all gathered today, but it’s a pity that on such a sad occas
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“Tia, you shouldn't have waited for me.And still I was touched by this, it's so nice when you are expected. Even realizing that I am the Great One - the strongest hero on this planet, she worries about me every time.The girl smiled and threw a towel at me with the words:- It's not me, but your child decided not to let me sleep.She stroked her belly with her hand, never taking her eyes off me. I immediately began to dry myself, so as not to anger her. Tia didn't like it when I carried salt water all over the house, which soaked the expensive carpets.The strongest superhero is afraid of his girlfriend, classic.As soon as I finally became dry, the girl clung to my chest and gave me a long, sensual kiss, from which everything inside me spun, and I felt tightness in the groin area. She, noticing this, only mockingly grinned. Still, a witch is a witch, she just needs to do harm, and then disappear.“Hush, honey, don’t get so excited, we have guests,” she whispered in my ear.- Guests?
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Fortune... Huh. One of the local hero-mentors at the academy is very fond of coming up with pretty good names. Randomness is the basis of the power that belonged to this girl, and therefore, now to me. She randomly summons items, and I feel like this ability was worse before. After all, my enhancement has improved its capabilities, and I will need to study them better.Jess Morgan is now the name I will bear while in this body. It's a pity for the girl, I somehow took her place in some unknown way.Glancing again at the thin body of the girl in the reflection of the mirror, I decided to get dressed after all. Pushing a couple of drawers aside and opening the closet door, I froze a little from what I saw inside. There were almost no clothes. Only old frayed sweaters with stretched sleeves and patches, a couple of tattered plaid shirts, blue jeans, and one dress, also had an empty hanger next to him. Looking at her, I immediately realized that there hung the blue dress in which she was
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“You may not like it, but we will need to stick together,” she said in a slightly guilty tone. “We will huddle together in your little apartment.At this point, I raised my eyebrows in surprise. For some reason, everything turned out the way I wanted it to. If she stays with me, then I will have access to the information that is so necessary.- Why?"Do you know why they did this to you?"I shook my head from side to side, I really didn’t know this, and I didn’t even have any guesses. For me, all these events flew by somehow fleetingly and very vaguely, all because of the huge blood loss, the consequences of which I now do not even feel. Still, for me, as a hero with vast experience in fighting evil, experiencing something like spitting into a huge ocean, nothing will change and the ripples from this incident will disappear as quickly as they appeared.“That's the whole trouble, it seems to me... no, I'm sure that you weren't chosen by chance,” Violetta said in a serious tone, “Think
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Is it always this noisy in here?My question was drowned in a cacophony of country music performed in a modern way with an admixture of some tearful pop filled with sad bravado about the injustice of life.Vee, who sat across from me on a semi-circular sofa that surrounded a low lacquered table with a lot of inscriptions and phone numbers carved into it, placed two bottles of beer and a couple of small bowls of peanuts on its surface.She only replied with a short smile, and then pointed to her ears. Her lips moved, saying "I can't hear you because of the damn music" and that's it. On this, our communication ended before it began. Although we didn’t need to communicate much in order to somehow begin to understand each other. At the moment, we have come to this bar filled and soaked with dirt, to wait for those who will convince me of something.All week Vee and I lived in my tiny apartment. They lived together and harmoniously. She helped me settle in, went shopping and cooked until I
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Hearing my question, V thought. She looked around the crowd at the bar, then looked at the guy who had already stopped showing me signs of attention, and then said:- You can even become a villain, the main thing is to do it the way you want, and not the way you should!But if you need to save a person...- So what? Your life is more valuable to you than anyone else. If you want to save someone, do it; if not, don't. Everything is simple.Her words were indeed simple, but they were fundamentally different from my views. The hero must always save people, this is his duty.But I'm not a hero anymore...Do I need to hold on to the past? Maybe you should let him go?Not! You can't do this! I just can't leave things as they are! Let the traitors think they got away with everything. They not only hit me in the back, but it turns out they were holding me for an idiot. They did their business behind my back, and they used me as some kind of chain dog. I was so blind and stupid.But how can I
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Here, after a short time, I stand in front of the doors of the superhero academy and look at my own reflection reflecting my expression of complete confusion and uncertainty frozen on my face.What should I do there? Am I doing the right thing? Why become a hero again?In addition, there was something pleasant in the reflection.Vee did such a good job on my new look that I really liked it myself. Hair cut in a bob style, if I'm not mistaken so Vee told me, and dyed dark green with some ashy hues. A brand new red shirt with rolled up sleeves, emphasizing a thin waist, tight jeans and sneakers. Crazy simple outfit, but I like it. I don't feel as uncomfortable in it as if I were wearing a dress or shoes. And here is comfort and coziness. I also have a brand new hoodie a couple of sizes larger on my belt.I really like my new image, sometimes, without realizing it, I hang at the mirror, starting to admire the beautiful girl in front of me. During all this time of my stay at home, I ate,
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- Well, I, in general ... hand-to-hand combat, not everyone, after all ...What he's trying to say is that melee combat isn't really needed for heroes with ranged abilities.Here the girl intervened, she measured the guy with a pitiful look, and then grunted disapprovingly, from which he turned purple.“You should thank this young lady for helping you,” the woman said. “And the youngest lady herself, you need to learn not to interfere in someone else's conversation until she is asked. In extreme cases, you could raise your hand.She is strict. Even stricter than Barret, who relied more on army training. There you just need to insult and shout as loudly as possible, so that the soldier could not hear his own rebellious thoughts full of common sense and rationality. Yolanda, in turn, really looks like she came out of the school for noble maidens, where she was the headmaster.But what are the "ranged" type abilities? It turns out there is a "neighbor"? Of course, I understand what they
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The noise of the crowd in the bar forced me to break away from my own thoughts, interrupting them like TV static, preventing me from focusing on what had happened in the past.I would like to forget all this altogether, throw it away and move on with my life.But it's hard to do all this, sitting in an old bar, drinking cheap diluted beer while grimacing at the putrid smell of people around, and also watching another reminder on TV ...“It's been a week since that horrific incident when a group of supervillains took over the Superhero Academy, set off explosions all over Yuniopolis, and released the prisoners from Ironville Prison.Here, in time with the voice of the pretty girl of the announcer, frames of devastation began to appear on the screen. Destroyed to the ground houses, formed as if they were made of playing cards. Burning shopping centers, churches, administrations, and, behold, the prison itself in all its glory, in the iron wall of which a huge hole gapes.It turns out th
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After all, it will not be possible to get everything and clean it.Mistakes are not allowed.- I'll free you! Now is the time! Marcus snapped out of his seat.He ran up to Rena and grabbed her by the waist and turned her back to him. He pressed something on the device hanging on his belt, and then, with a buzzing sound, began to inject a huge amount of a drug that enhances abilities through the tubes.Rene started screaming in pain again, but this time her agony was stronger. The girl fell to the floor, began to writhe, bend, tear her clothes and scratch her skin.I can't even imagine how she feels right now.“Be patient, dear,” Marcus whispered, stroking her bald head, “It’s okay, you have to do this, remove the pain, endure it and free HER, even if you yourself have to die.”Who is locked up there? What woman is so important to Marcus that he is ready to give people's lives for her? What should I do? To stop him?Not! I've gone too far! You can not stop half way because of your own
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My fingers closed around Katherine's throat. I could feel it shrinking, trying to get at least a breath of life-giving air, but I didn't let it happen.All.End.Removing my hand, I looked at the pale face of the girl with her eyes closed. Heavy, greedy sighs escape my lips, as if I had just been strangled, not her. Not enough oxygen, dizzy.I didn't want to end up like this. Did not want.Yielding to a conscientious impulse, I felt the artery on her neck with two fingers - there is a pulse, but weak.Already happy. I was afraid that I would kill her, I would overdo it with force. After all, he could break her cervical vertebrae with gloves, or somehow harm her.Crap…Is it all worth it? Since when am I ready to strangle a person for the sake of some ephemeral piece of information?“Sorry, Kat,” I whisper, looking at her face.Bending down a little, I kiss her on the forehead, and then I get up and walk towards the descent. I feel extremely lousy at this moment. Somewhat overly emotio
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Strange feeling.You seem to have experienced remembering, you know that they are in your head, and you can even feel them, but you can’t see them. It's akin to taking an old disc from the shelf, inserting it into the player and it won't play, it's damaged. So do I.- Don't you remember? Marcus was sincerely surprised. “Well, no wonder, she warned about something like that.- Can you continue your story? I ask irritably, feeling my temples begin to squeeze.“Okay,” Marcus replied with a shrug as he walked around Rene.He took a chair, and passing a little closer to me, placing it next to me.“Sit down, I see you are not well,” he said in a voice full of sympathy and concern.His hand rested on my shoulder, forcing me to gently, but at the same time, adamantly sink into the seat.Then, smiling, he stepped aside breaking the distance and showing his empty hands.Why such courtesy?But thanks to this thoughtful gesture on his part, I was able to sit back in my chair and allow myself to r
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The elevator doors parted in different directions, revealing the inside of a metal booth, upholstered in wood in the old style of the sixties. Once inside, I turned around to face the closing doors. My gaze slowly lowered to see small streaks of blood trailing from the elevator doors.Looking down, I noticed blood dripping from the gloves mixed with everything else. In the joints between the fingers, where the metal was connected by some kind of elastic lining, someone's long hair was stuck, which I immediately pulled out, throwing it aside.The unpleasant consequences of the death of many people. They always leave a lot of dirt behind. It is even surprising why nature made death so dirty? Is it really only in order to thereby scare away all other predators from the body and let it decompose becoming fertilizer?If so, then humanity has broken this primary cycle. Those students definitely can't become fertilizer for anything. They are cremated, and the ashes will be scattered somewher
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“… and that’s how we come to the fact that we need to check you out!” Guys, kill her!What? Who? What is it about? Who to kill? What guys? I got distracted! Crap! Looks like he's inviting trouble...Sighing, I looked at the crowd of zombified students walking towards me. They all walked quite briskly, someone hovered above the ground, a couple climbed the walls and tried to take a position above me. I was surrounded, and if they use their abilities, it will be very bad for me.Without waiting for the attack, I made a short dash forward, jumped up and, pushing off the bench, caught my hands on the metal roof of the canopy that blocked the paths between the buildings of the academy.They immediately grabbed me by the legs and began to pull me down, trying to fight back, I heard how their fingers and hands were breaking. One of them actually had my boot run into his face, breaking his nose, but he didn't even notice. That's just a huge minus.Zombified people do not feel pain, they are r
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So the time has come to fight against the mentors who have been sharing their knowledge with me all this short time. I must admit that everything they taught me here came in handy for me very soon. Even unexpectedly, somehow.Just as unexpected as Yolanda's attacks.A beautiful woman in a long dress standing against the wall attacked us with her ability.Stone blocks flew at us. Walls appeared right in front of your nose, and under your feet every now and then small obstacles strove to jump out. I had to dodge very often. So often that I could no longer really keep track of anything else, my gaze was lost in all this flickering of concrete sculptures and deadly structures, and I completely surrendered to the will of instincts.Run a meter forward, and then bounce back to dodge the concrete guillotine that has arisen above your head, roll to the side in the hope of slipping under a multi-ton block.— Watch out! I shout to Katherine.Sliding across the floor, I grab the girl by the legs
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It surprised. Why did she decide to release me first? She could help herself first… “Now help me. So helping each other and actually holding hands so that the paper clip does not disappear into the air, we got out of the steel fetters holding us back. - Finally! Katherine whispered wearily, leaning against an iron beam. Her chest heaved up and then down heavily in time with her greedy breaths. After just a couple of minutes, we were out of breath as if we had run a couple of kilometers of cross-country. But we still need to get out of here and face those who kidnapped us. - Get down! Katherine whispered as she jumped at me. She pressed my body to the floor, and she fell down herself, trying to completely hide behind boxes with broken equipment and a bunch of tools from above. At first I did not understand what all this was for, but then I managed to hear quiet steps. Someone was walking in our direction with a confident, neat step. Is it one of our guards? They finally decided to sh
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Something too often, being in a new body, I get into some kind of trouble. As soon as we let Katherine into our house, the door of the apartment was knocked out by an explosion, and we were seized. Memory helpfully throws up scattered fragments of a conversation that we had before the attack. Kat, one might say, fell on my head like a Japanese kamikaze on an aircraft carrier. The girl was out of her mind. Dilated pupils looked at me with insatiable hunger and desire, the scarlet skin of her face, frequent heavy sighs, she looked more like an excited drug addict than a harsh and terrible detective. She tried in every possible way to get close to me, and this made her uncomfortable. She pressed me against the wall, breathed into my neck, so at the same time she was also rude. Crap! I can’t say that I don’t like assertive girls who take the initiative in their own hands, but not when everything goes like this. Although it is worth recognizing it turned me on. I have never been a fan of
