I trot through
the sewers, doing my best to ignore the stench. I really ought to get used to
it because having a tunnel system is really useful. Especially one with such easy
access and an extensive network.
I got
everything from both bags with me. Quite lucky, I think, as the gang could have
easily have spread the contents across the house.
Now I have two
options, either head to my family’s house or the base. If I head home, I’ll
have to answer awkward questions from my family. If I go to the base, folks
that will be understanding and Narszara can use her magic to heal any scrapes
and bruises.
To the base it
is.
The walk to
the base from my location technically isn’t that long, but that is only because
the base is massive. I would mainly just encounter the unused areas that are
for emergencies. To actually reach the parts of the base that I use, it’ll be
about an hour and a half walk in this dark and smelly sewer system.
I guess that
is what I should have expected as part of being a vigilante when not acting as
a superhero.
I check my
League communicator. I got a signal despite the fact no phone would be able to
get a signal here. Then again, my League communicator certainly doesn’t count
as just a phone.
“Report
Janelle,” I say.
“No cameras or
other devices recorded you,” says the AI via the speakers on my communicator, “Despite attempts by neighbours to call the police once they heard the screams
from the house, police only receive notification once you entered the sewers. The
police have also a report from the Sentinel detailing almost all of the Shirley
Marauders’ crimes. Nothing overly serious such as murder or anything like that, but enough to put
them away for a good many years.”
“Good,” I say
before walking the rest of the journey in silence, thinking about the fight.
It was the
first time I was out in a fight when not acting as a superhero. I was also the
first time I when I got into a serious fight without wearing one of the
greatest suits of power armour in the world.
It should have
been terrifying, but I too calm and focused to worry. And since it went darn
near perfectly, I can’t really look back at it and be worried. Especially since
between the lack of evidence and my connections, I don’t need to worry about
the police.
Sky, Helen,
James, Fiona, Alex and Narszara are all waiting for me at the table as I enter
the main room. Fiona is still wearing the white cos-mat costume while Narszara
is wearing a green one. I only recently have gotten her to wear something other
than her armour willing.
“Do I have a
black eye?” is my first question and receive variants of the word ‘yes’ in
response.
I sigh before
asking Narszara, “Can you heal it please? I would rather not explain to my
family or the police if they come knocking.”
“Aye milord,”
answers Narszara as she gets up and walks towards me as I reach the table.
I sit down and
place the bags on the table as Narszara looks at me. I feel an itch around my
eye that fades after moment as Narszara retakes her seat.
One thing
about Narszara is that she rarely uses words when casting her magic. I been
meaning to ask her about that, but now isn’t the time.
“Any
questions?” I ask, “I assume you all know about Fiona and her situation by
now.”
“Yeah,” says
Sky, “The computer lady also says you went and beat up the guys who mugged your
sister. I’m guessing from the bags that she is correct?”
“The computer
lady is Janelle and she is both correct and the AI of the League’s starship,” I
reply, “I took down six of them and last one give me the information I needed.
Janelle made sure that wasn’t any evidence of what I did and that the police
didn’t get informed before I got away. She also released enough information to
police for them to arrest the gang.”
“So everything
is going to work out just fine,” asks Helen.
“The police
don’t have any solid evidence of what I did and no jury would convict me
anyway,” I answer, “Lily will probably just be glad I got her stuff back. Mum
will be fine as long as the police don’t get too involved. She knows about
granddad and the League. Dad on the other hand will be angry. He doesn’t know
about Sentinel and the League so he thinks I’ll have risked getting badly hurt
and getting into trouble with the law.”
“But let’s not
worry about that now,” I continue, “It’s my problem not yours. Let’s talk about
Fiona aka Flashblast.”
“From what I
heard, she arrived in our dimension this morning,” says James, “Then you
brought her back here and used the Awakener on her. Now she going to back to
her home dimension and become its first superhero. And you, we, are giving her
equipment and advice to help her do so.”
“We’re helped
Fiona picked out some gadgets while you were busy with your...thing,” says Sky, “She using some Sentinel Tech with the rest of her gear being provided by her
old boss. You’re also getting her a costume and a League communicator so she
can stay in contact with us. How does that last one work?”
I sigh before
replying. Sometimes I wish the others would just read what their equipment can
actually do instead of only finding out when I mention things.
“The
communicators used by the League have setting that can be used to contact any
other League communicators, even when they are in different dimensions,” I
reply, “Granddad gave them the ability to do so after members of the old League
got trapped in other dimensions a few times. In this case, the setting will
allow Fiona to contact us and vice-versa. That way she can asks us for advice on
being a good superhero and I will be able to resupply her. So when will you be
leaving Fiona?”
“As soon as
Lantern returns with my costume,” says Fiona, “I’m not going reveal myself to
my family straight away once I get back. You see, I want to scout things out
and come up with a plausible story before I rejoin my old life.”
“So that was
what Sam was doing?” I say, “I saw him flying overhead earlier.”
“Yup,” says
Sam from behind me as he enters the main room of the base.
He got a
costume folded underneath his arm which Sam then tosses at Fiona. The
Drakesguard catches it with ease.
“Can you put
it on?” asks Sky, “I really want to see how you’ll look as a superhero.”
“Sure,”
replies Fiona with a shrug.
“Alex showed
me,” says Fiona as she walks off.
I speak with
the others as Fiona gets changed, mostly asking them about what they and Fiona
have done together. Turns out that they mainly discuss the differences between
our world and Fiona’s, gave her advice and help her pick out items from masses
of Sentinel Tech stored in the base.
Sky was
particularly impressed by the amount of gadgets and has decided that she’s
going to use more of them when she can.
I’m about to
start explain what different gadgets my granddad had invented by Fiona returns.
“Take a look,”
says Fiona before striking a heroic pose with her hands on her hips.
The costume is
white with golden gloves and boots. The sides of her costume are also gold
while on her face is a white domino mask with a gold border. The costume itself
smugly fits her body, showing off her muscles and curves.
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