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Chapter Three

A young boy, sitting on the ground and holding his stuffed animal; Bunny, close to his chest. His eyes were sparkling as they were pierced on the TV, showing heroes and villains fight. He cheered once the hero, of course, won the battle. His small body levitating above the ground once he got too excited, he pointed at the screen gleefully. "I'm going to be just like him! A hero!"

The cola-loving addict sat on the couch, drawing in his notepad as the news was rolling. It was just about the same as every other day. Either he watched the news until they spot a villain, fly around town until he found one himself, or simply staying at home and enjoying peace and quiet. Of course, the last one was very rare since villains just loved to cause chaos and destruction. 

"-say to stay in doors at all cost, the criminal may not hesitate to harm anyone on the streets, this is not a drill. Stay safe, London. This was News 101, reporting out." The TV spoke, making Edd glance up to the bright screen. Perhaps it was time to head out already, even though he just came home... 

Edd groaned, tossing his notebook to the side and standing, floating to his room to throw on his hero costume.

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Tom held his breath, seeing a villain almost the size of a double-decker bus abusing a mother and her little boy. The villain was dressed in black, flames sprouting out through the small tears of his clothing. He had a mask on, which was covered in flames. He held the mother in one hand, laughing at the small child as they were under his abnormally large boot.

The small child cried, the sound of his ribs crushing collided with the laughter of the insane man. The mother was barely breathing, as her body was also being crushed by the mans powerful strength.

Tom at the moment was powerless, he wouldn't dare to fight with the monster that was held in front of him, he was too pathetic. Though he feared for his own life, he feared for the family's too. Thomas couldn't just watch this enroll, so he deiced to take his stance.

"HEY, TRIPLE-CHIN!" Thomas yelled, earning a raging glare from the man. Tom gulped down his fear, pointing at him. "Y-YOU LET THEM GO OR ELSE I'LL... I-I'll..." Tom stuttered, loosing his track of thoughts. 

The man glared, but roared with laughter. He ended up throwing the mother down, the sound of her skull cracking pierced Tom's ears. The man stepped off of the child, as they limped over to their mother and shook her. The kid began to cry, begging her mother to wake up. Tom felt guilty, he felt horrible...

"You think you can stand up to me, boy?" The man hissed, slowly walking over to Tom as the brunette stood there in fear. "You chose the wrong day to take a hike, buddy." The man was more then 2x Tom's size, looming over the fragile boy as a small smirk lied on his face. "Come on! Hit me, I dare'ya boy."

"I..." Tom whimpered, taking a small step back. God, this was a stupid decision, he should've just bolted it. "I-I-" Tom didn't know what to respond with, so he just stood there, looking into the mans masked face. The man growled with amusement, beginning to laugh. 

He held up his hand into a fist. "You're as weak as they come, you should've left when you had the chance." No, no I'm not weak- Thomas glanced at the mans fist. No, he killed that woman, he destroyed a family, he's killed people, he's a murderer. 

"No..." Tom ushered, hanging his head. He felt his blood began to boil, his man deserved to rot in hell. "You chose the wrong day to be out here..." Thomas held his head back to up the man, Thomas's face morphed into something... Not normal, even the man hesitated.

"Because I was outside today, you're going to get what you deserve."