Authors Note: This story has been written in response to a challenge by another writer: 'adm-frb'. This will be my eleventh (published) story.
This story belongs in an alternative universe of my Sleep Tight and Insane stories, and uses characters and events from both those stories. It is only intended to be a short story and can be seen as taking over from after Chapter 8 of Sleep Tight and Chapter 3 of Insane.
As usual I look forward, with some trepidation, to any reviews. I promise to accept any and all criticism. Also I am, still, British so my spelling and grammar may look and seem strange to some.
Home of Dave Lizewski
Saturday
Dad was looking at me differently and I couldn't work out why.
It had only been a month since that night, when I had almost died and I had saved the life of a very special new friend.
I hadn't heard from her very much, since we had split up and she had gone to start her new life as a normal eleven year-old girl. My life had gone back to the normal boring routine that I had endured before Kick-Ass had appeared in my life.
Nobody, except of course Katie, knew about the link between Kick-Ass and myself and I intended to keep it that way.
But then things changed – in every possible way!
"You look bored, son!"
"Tell me about it! I wish I could do something worthwhile."
"Well, why aren't you?"
"I can't think of anything exciting to do."
"Why don't you get back out there and help people, like you were doing," My Dad said innocently and I just froze.
"I – I don't know – err – what you mean, Dad!" I stammered unconvincingly.
"I'd love to meet the young girl that saved your life, too!"