I'm Not A Hero

7 - You Gotta Be Choking Me

CHAPTER SEVEN: YOU GOTTA BE CHOKING ME

I throw a fireball into the air, aiming somewhere near the ceiling. I am so hungry, that I am actually considering eating off my own arm. No joke. BUT, maybe if I sneak into town, hiding myself, I could sneak some candy bars into my pocket or something.

I put on a worn black hoodie and pull the hood over my head.

I walk through the streets, my hoodie hiding your "secret identity". The Young Justice team happens to be fighting against something a couple streets over, and I cringe every time I hear one of their voices. I haven't stolen in a while, and I haven't eaten in just as long. I just need something small, for now, something that will go unnoticed.

"Haven't been stealing, have you?" I hear, and look up to see Kid Flash, standing on the roof of a small building.

"How did you know it was me?" I ask, taking off the hood.

"I know everything." he says, a stupid smirk on his face.

I smile. I don't know why, but I do.

"Are you okay, HeatWave?" he asks. He is actually concerned. Whoa.

"Peachy."

"Have you eaten?"

"No? How can you tell?"

"You are super skinny and frail." he replies as he jumps down from the building. "Is that why you steal?"

"Don't you have a team to be with?" I ask, trying to change the subject from me.

"No." Kid Flash says. "Do you have a stomach to be fed?"

I answer by my stomach growling.

"Come with me."

He starts to walk away, and I follow him.

"Yeah, I want five hamburgers." he tells the person at the front desk.

"Five?"

KF nods and I stare hungrily as the food is served where we stand.

I follow him to a table, and eat. I haven't eaten in a while, so the food taste like God himself cried tears of joy into my mouth.

The whole place is Christmas themed, I notice. It is getting close, I guess. But I don't celebrate it due to not having a family to give presents to.

"So, is it true?" he finally asks.

"What?"

"You steal so you can eat?"

I hesitate. But, I bite my lip and murmur "yeah..."

"Why?"

"Long story."

"I have plenty of time."

I tell him the tale of waking up in my school, waking back up in a strange house, then running away. I don't know where your parents are, or any family at that.

"HeatWave..."

I look up at him. I expect pity, like I usually get.

"You should've told us. We could've helped."

"I will not take charity."

All of a sudden, KF looks up, and laughs.

"What?" I ask, exhaling loudly; obviously irritated.

"Look up."

I look up.

Mistletoe.

He leans in over the table and kisses me. It was soft, and I smile. I actually smile. But, I soon remember I don't have full control of my powers. I quickly lean away, making him raise an eyebrow in confusion. Before he can speak, I leave.