“It was interesting,” answers Narszara,
“There were only three of us. Myself, Warden and Robyn Hood. The Syndicate had
over a score of people and four supers. A Class 2 illusionist, a Class 3 Mind
Controller, a Class 3 Acid Shooter and a Class 4 Telekinetic. They needed me to
defeat the supers while they bested the normal foes. It was rather fun. Then we
went to the Great Lion for a drink. I
still did not get any mead much to my disappointment Have you heard about the
others yet?”
“No,” I whisper as my stomach plummets.
Are the others in trouble? Did anyone
get hurt?
“There were two different fights that
were involved in,” explains Narszara, “Vision, Commando, Accelerate and Storm
Knight fought a villain known as Gravilord while the rest fought a woman called
Gaia’s Vengeance. No one other than the villains was hurt and there was minimal
property damage.”
“Excellent,” I says with a sigh of
relief.
Nobody back home got hurt other than
some supervillains. After my brush with death, I can’t begin to tell you how
relieved I am.
“Indeed,” agrees Narszara, “I shall meet
you back at our base.”
She cuts the connection. I look at Sam.
I called Narszara on a private channel so he didn’t overhear us.
“The rest of the League had their own
adventures while we were away,” I tell him.
“What happened?” asks Sam, always eager
for an exciting story.
“Narszara helped out a couple of the
Defenders against the Baglio Syndicate while James, Skyler, Lucy and Stefan
fought Gravilord while the Walters, Charlie and Helen took down Gaia’s
Vengeance,” I answer, “I doubt any of them had it as hard as we did.”
“You mean none of us had it as hard as
you,” corrects Sam with a frown, “You flow the Star Guardian up there and the only one who knew what he was doing.
Then you investigated the second signal after I flew off on my own. You beat
Spartan and his people after he attacked you. I figured that much out on my own
by the way. I’m not stupid you know. And you held your own against the Machine
without any help. Well you didn’t die at least.”
“I almost did,” I mutter quietly and a
shiver goes down my back, “And I have help from Darrac and Spartan. That was
the only reason I survived.”
A week and a half into my superhero
career and I’ve already killed and almost died more than once.
Then again, no one said being a
superhero was easy or fun and games. In fact, most of them warned me about this
aspect of leading this sort of life.
Not that I would trade the Sentinel
armour and the League of Heroes away for anything mind you.
“Do you realise the time?” asks Sam, “My
visor says it’s almost nine.”
I groan. Dad is going to kill me for
this.
“Don’t worry,” says Janelle suddenly, “I
was contacted by Laura Aquiline. She has informed Sentinel’s family that you
three were with her today for some defence training.”
Thank goodness for Laura. I’ve forgotten
out many times she has gotten me of trouble in private life because of things
from superhero life.
“Bring down Vance,” I yell up to the
cockpit, “I got to get out of this armour and get home as quick as possible.
It takes a few minutes for us to land.
Skyler and James are waiting for us.
“You guys won’t believe...” starts Skyler
before her voice trails off as she spots me, “Looks like you had it worse.”
“I know you two and Stefan and Lucy
fought Gravilord and the others fought Gaia’s Vengeance,” I reply, “I fought
space pirates, Spartan and his people and the Machine. Vance didn’t fight
anyone and Sam saved me from the Machine. Also Narszara fought the Baglio
Syndicate along a couple of the Defenders.”
“We know about Narszara and the
Defenders,” says Sky as she rolls her eyes, “I want to know what put the
Sentinel into this shape.”
“The Machine,” I tell her, “Totally had
me on the ropes. If it weren’t for Sam or Darrac, I would have died. Oh, let me
tell you about Darrac, he’s a Neriarr space pirate.”
“A space pirate,” says Sky, “He doesn’t
seem the sort of person respectable supers like us would hang out with. And
what’s a Neriarr?”
“A Neriarr what the human sub-breeds
created by the Sektain are called and Darrac is a licensed privateer for the
Knights Hospitaller,” I reply.
“So maybe he is the sort of person respectable
supers like us would hang out with,” concedes Sky, “Still what’s he like?”
“Dangerous and ruthless,” I reply,
“Neriarr are the most dangerous and the most numerous type of human supers and
Darrac isn’t an exception to that. I think he stands a good chance of defeating
the Machine on his own if he didn’t have to worry about anyone else.”
“So
when’s the Sentinel armour going to back running at full strength again?” asks
James.
“I’m going to start working on it
tomorrow,” I tell him, “Now please excuse me, I need to get changed and head
home.”
***
“Had a good time at Laura’s?” asks Dad
as I enter the house.
“Yeah,” I reply as I take my coat off,
“A few lessons I been taught in the past finally got through today.”
“Sounds good,” says Dad, “Next time try
to plan ahead. I prefer to be informed ahead of time you know.”
“I’ll remember that Dad,” I tell him,
“But this was a bit on the go. And we never meant to be out so late. That just
sort of happened.”
“Your mother and I worry for you
Daniel,” says Dad, “You staying out this late worries us. I don’t know how we
could cope if something happened to you because you were out on your own at the
wrong time.”
“I know and don’t worry Dad,” I reassure
him as head for the stairs, “Anybody who messes with me will find that they
bitten much than they can chew.”
As I head upstairs to my room, I realise
how I just avoided telling my dad the truth without actually lying to. Not the
mention how much I hate that fact.
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