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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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- Next? Yolanda's voice boomed.The next girl was the one who interrupted the conversation between Ted and the mentor. A dark-skinned beauty with a curvaceous figure in the right places. Round hips, large breasts covered in cloth. The hair is braided into dreadlocks dyed ashy. Everything looked very beautiful and attractive, the girl perfectly emphasized her own merits.“Rene Tenner,” Yolanda read the name on the list, “Weakly expressed telekinetic abilities, intelligence is above normal.“Hmm, Marcus, come on,” Barret said thoughtfully, stepping aside to make room for another mentor.The man immediately took his place and approached Rene, who began to noticeably get nervous."Don't worry, it's just that I'm more versed in such psychokinetic matters," he said in a soothing tone. "The main thing for us is to appreciate your abilities." All this for your future.- Truth? the girl asked with slight disbelief."Show us your strength and we'll find the perfect training method for you befor
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A few days ago...Grinn is listening!“Get your ass up and drag it to the address that they will send you,” an annoyed voice of the police captain rang out, “There is a case for you.- Which? I try to open my eyes.My head hurts from a hangover, I want to throw my damn phone out the open window.“You are a detective and I am a police captain, if I say that you need to get your dog's ass up and come to the place of investigation, then you do it!” That's an order!If this old senile is screaming, then things are getting pretty bad. The captain never passes cases to me in a calm tone, ready to snatch from the day off as soon as his adorable guys sit in a puddle and cannot solve the case. Fucking trash.“I can send you to hell, and nothing will happen to me,” I turn over on my back, looking at the ceiling, opening my eyes, “And you will have to blush in front of the controls ...Sticky plaster, a lot of cracks, and it seems that moisture is gathering in the corner. These eternal rains o
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“Wait, where did the girl and the woman come from then?” You said that the guys were seen entering here, - I went up to the guy again, - Are you telling me everything?!He got nervous. He smelt even worse than anyone else, it was immediately clear that the kid was not as clean as he would like. I think he's doing drugs or something. He smells of heroin, particles of white powder remain on his collar, his pupils are dilated, but not much. Apparently, some new variety mixed with synthetics, young people love everything new.— I-I-I! he began to stutter. “Sorry, I forgot to mention that they came in with a girl in a blue dress.- Don't forget again! I growled.I don't care what he uses there. Those are his problems, and I'm not his babysitter. The main thing for me is to quickly find these guys and return home. For some reason, I don’t like the case, it smells too bad, like all this construction.The girl in blue and two guys came in here. For what? To smoke weed? Damn, if they had calle
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I remember that case from childhood when I, having lost my parents, grew up with some relative whom I had never seen in my life.I then returned home through the dark courtyards and streets of the city. I don’t even remember its name, because all this was erased from my memory as unnecessary information, leaving only the most important. What made me the very superhero who was recognized as the strongest. At that time, there was no universal control of the invisible eye of the state over each of the streets, and therefore it was often possible to come across a company that beats someone, rapes, robs. Cars of superheroes drove around the streets every now and then, spewing jet flame from their engines, and spotlights with their emblems shone in the sky. After all, it was easier to call the defender of the city, who is hiding and does not want to give his pager number to anyone other than his associates in the case.And on one of those evenings, I was returning home. It was dark all arou
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— And what are they?I looked at her as I moved slightly away from the door.- When death surrounds you from all sides, and you lie in a pool of your own blood, you begin to regret a lot in your life, while the pain shock still does not let you go. I don’t know what the rest decide for themselves if they manage to survive, but I realized that I don’t leave anything behind. Violetta will be just a small flash of a fading spark that no one will notice. And I didn’t want to die like this, leaving nothing behind. The great one died, leaving behind a legacy that no one can now take over, but I want to leave something more mundane.And who are you leaving this to?“I don’t know,” she drawled, “I don’t have children, and it’s unlikely that they will ever appear, I’m barren. Surely, only you, if you, of course, want it yourself. After all, we were connected by some unusually strange coincidence of circumstances. I don't think it's just that.I smirked when I heard those words. Indeed, everyth
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One of the best things that can be in the world is to wake up in the morning in a warm bed before the alarm clock and look out the window. Where, behind the transparent “screen” separating me from the outside world, huge clouds furrowed the sky, covering the bright sun, which hardly managed to break through this blackness, sparkling with rays somewhere far on the horizon.Drops drummed on the window, causing it to shudder from the blows, from which the sound of a shaking old wooden frame with peeling paint dispersed throughout the empty apartment.So I woke up.The broken screen of the smartphone showed fifteen minutes past seven. I could have slept for another hour, but for some reason I didn’t even get upset about it. Vice versa.Such an impressive picture of the ongoing violence of the elements outside the walls of my small apartment made me watch with rapture everything that happens.Rare pedestrians, hiding behind umbrellas, try to cope with the gusty wind. Heroes flying past cov
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Damn, and why am I not a supergenius. With a huge intellect, it would be easier to come up with a plan to enrich and increase one's own strength. I'm sure I could easily assemble some kind of suit capable of removing the difference in strength.- Are they disabled? I ask myself in surprise, seeing how the old cameras were directed downwards into the ground.And most importantly, only the cameras around the warehouse are turned off and that's it. The rest all worked fine, which only added to my fears.These guys inside are clearly covered by someone. It's impossible for the students to be allowed to take over the warehouse and the cameras turned off, and there's no way that someone wouldn't notice. Stupidity.Looking around, I tried to summon something that could help me climb through the window, but alas. The power of randomness let me down, and luck was not on my side today. Then there is only one question. Wasting the only opportunity to summon a specific item or not?I may need to
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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
