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A Hero? I Want To Be A Villain!

In a world were superheroes are revered, a world were villains are demonized. Michael, a boy that grew up in the slums of Ohio to abusive parents always fantasized about being saved by the superheroes he saw on TV. But with each passing day, he realized that heroes don't save people like him. The admiration he had for them, slowly grew to resentment. Michael swore to inflict the pain the heroes failed to protect him from onto others. He had the best friend in the world and that friend was the only one that gave his dark life some meaning, he was the one that gave him the will to live. He was the one that suppressed his dark impulses but would this be enough? [BOOK IS FREE UNTIL COMPLETION THEN LOCKED!] [This Image Is Not Mine, All Credits To The Owner]

Kelvin_A · Fantasy
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81 Chs

Tee's Past Sneaks Up On Him

Michael had killed the person that Tee had brought to him, he was huffing and puffing not because he was tired but because he couldn't believe that such a high existed and Tee had shown him that.

But Michael snapped back to reality and realized that they could be in serious trouble if this got out.

A knock on the door put Michael on high alert.

"Relax…" Tee reassured him, he was a lot more verbal with Michael after Michael passed his little test.

"What do you mean relax? We will get busted!" Michael had just committed murder and the last thing he needed was a witness.

"I own this place, Michael," Tee said as he granted the person at the door entrance to the room they were in.

Michael assumed he had a worse life than him but it was clear that life didn't involve money.

"Sir, you have a visitor…." A woman walked in, she barely had on any clothes with a body that was fit for a sex toy but she was dressed this way because sex sells. Michael looked at her and what came to mind wasn't how pretty she was but rather what she would look like dead. He wanted to get that high again, but he knew he had to behave because there was something he sensed in Tee that made even him uneasy.

"Who is it?" Tee asked, Michael was shocked by how calm she looked despite dead bodies being mere meters away from her telling him this was not some new occurrence.

"He didn't say his name…" She responded but Tee was irritated by her response because how dare she interrupted him for something so trivial if she didn't even know the name of the person.

But behind her, a man barged in.

He was covered in tattoos from neck to toe with a bulky body frame, and an intimidating height of 6 '5.

He was a dark-skinned man that bore striking resemblance to Tee, but what caught Michael's attention was the piercing around his nose, tongue, and ears; it did complement his black hair styled in an afro.

"What the fuckz goin' on here yo' lil' psycho?" This man was Tee's older brother, he walked into the room and looked at Michael.

"I peep yo' found anotha wild fuck…" His brother said, looking at Michael before looking at the dead bodies.

"What do you want Jay?" Tee questioned, but Jay didn't answer him as he walked to the dead body.

What everyone heard next was him zipping down his pants and liquid streaming down the corpse.

Jay was urinating on him and a loud sigh accompanied this.

"I have been holdin' dat in fo' years!" Jay blurted out and Michael was shocked by this.

He turned around with his dick dangling everywhere.

Michael looked away but Tee didn't, Tee looked disappointed in his brother.

Jay was affiliated with a gang in the area, he was a twenty-three-year-old man but he was disowned.

But this was what made him so dangerous, he rose through the ranks and had a dangerous reputation in the streets.

"Words on the street is that you have been naughty. Gangbangin' thugs r' lookin' fo' yo'!"Jay said, tucking his dick inside his pants.

"I can take care of myself, Jay," Tee replied, Michael barely understood what Jay said but he could follow the conversation.

"Be dat Why the fuck yo' r' hidin' in yo' goddamn villain group?" Jay questioned him but Tee kept quiet.

He didn't tell Jay about the group so it was impressive that he had managed to get that information.

"Yo' have pissed off some really powerful people…" Jay said and Tee kept up his indifferent face.

"I'm going to go…." Michael said; he knew better than to get mixed up in family business.

"Don't move, if you do, my brother will kill you…" Tee warned Michael and for him to say this, was a testament to Jay's strength.

"I came ta tell yo' da razor riddla be comin' fo' yo'. I would git out o' town n' lay low if I was yo'. Dat thug be somethang." Jay said before walking out the door.

The lady that had brought him in, shut the door behind her as she left, and the moment she did.

Tee's tough exterior broke and fear crept up on his face.

Michael noticed this and he was completely lost as to what was happening but he knew it must be something big to get Tee this tense.

Michael hadn't even gotten his new life started, and he was looking forward to James' project getting underway so he could meet other people, if they were as messed up as Tee then he shouldn't have any problems getting along with them.

"Who is the Razor Riddler?" Michael asked, the perception he had of Tee had shattered.

"He is a gangster I screwed over…" Tee said but Michael was confused, everything had a price and from what he has seen, money was not a problem for Tee so what was?

"You can just pay him off…" Michael allowed his intrusive thoughts to win as he stated the obvious.

"He isn't interested in money…" Tee said but Michael raised a brow.

"Everyone is interested in money…" Michael fired back but Tee kept quiet.

"You just ripped him off, didn't you?" Michael asked but got no response.

"We should probably head back," Tee said, walking out of the room but Michael stayed a second longer to take mental pictures of these dead bodies for later use.

-

Percepta had taken notes of the crimes around the United States but they couldn't be everywhere at once so they had started a program that would let sub-groups of independent superhero organizations to work under them as they would solely be responsible for that area to curb the crime.

This was a business move and also one to keep Ethan happy because he was their merchandise, one that they must retain at all costs.

This was the opportunity of a lifetime for every hero organization because not only would they actually get a fat monthly paycheck but they could actually build a reputation for themselves.

Being a superhero is cool but most of these people did it in their spare time because they couldn't make ends meet if they pursued it strictly as a career.

A great analogy would be an upcoming artist trying to break through the ranks, but having to work jobs to make ends meet in the meantime.

Heroes followed that same principle, even those that have been signed by much smaller enterprises.

Three groups currently stood out in the state of Ohio.

Starlight Sentinels, Crystal Crusaders, Elemental Avengers but there was a fourth, Gen Z.

Author here, things should start picking up from here as I have put the fundamentals in place even though I haven't explained how the grading system works.

That would be explained in one of the lectures after "school" resumes.

So far so good, proud of the progress.

The dialogue was a bit tricky too!

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