If I told you it began like any other day I would be lying. Since the moment I woke up that day I felt different, like something was waiting for me, but I had no idea what it was. My body felt ready for something, but not like a fight, no adrenaline was pumping, it was like this settling feeling in the pit of my stomach, something I had never felt before in my life. It wasn't happiness like when I had gotten my high school diploma a few months ago, graduated at the young age of sixteen. And it wasn't relief like when Marcus let me live on my own, so I wouldn't endanger his life any more.

No this was almost...eerie. I shivered at the thought of the feeling, and tried to begin my day. I climbed out of bed, and walked over to my dresser, I pulled out a white tank top, and a pair of old black shorts, slid them on over my bra and panties and went looking my my sneakers. The old ratty sneakers were hiding as usual under my bed, I pulled them on and went downstairs of my apartment.

Over the years I guess I had become cold and distant, but its not like I had a choice. I had no one now, except for myself. And that was extremely hard. I gave up everything for this life, but sometimes was it really worth giving up everything? I had no friends, no family, no one to talk to, well except the others...but sometimes that wasn't even an option.

But I digress, lets get back to the story. My super bitchy roommate was already awake and in the living room, a permanent sneer across her face as if she smelled something bad.

"So where were you all night?" she said, a growl in her voice.

I tried to react calmly, counting back from ten to one, but she interrupted at five.

"Um excuse me, but are you going to answer me at all?" she said again, her voice was hard and unforgiving.

"Why should I? All you ever say back is something mean and hurtful." I said to her, my eyes angry, but my voice edging on the psychotic.

She shut up, and walked out the front door in anger. I barely even heard the door slam as I sat on the old couch, and took out my phone. I flipped through text messages, and emails. I was surfing the web when I heard a knock at the door.

"Kaylee, just come in you don't have to knock...dumb ass." I whispered that last bit to myself.

"Well the last time I didn't knock you got all over my case." It was a mans voice, I turned and looked.

"Dave! True. Well Kaylee and I just had a fight so ya know..." I trailed off.

"You two always are in a fight..." he said, hesitation in his voice. I just smiled.

I guess Dave was still somewhat afraid of me. He shouldn't be, but you cant teach an old dog new tricks.

"Well Dave, what do I owe the pleasure of your company for?" I mumbled in reluctance.

The only time Dave would visit me would be for business, never pleasure.

"We have more information on Red Mist's operation, it seems as though hes been recruiting downtown again, for what, I still don't know. But one of our informants has received information that hes going to be at dock fifty seven tonight. Maybe we can finally figure out whats going on with him..."

Dave looked away in remorse and anger. He once thought of Red Mist as a friend, and a fellow super hero, even when Red Mist set him up, he felt bad for him, and understood his apology as he was ripped away.

"Are you in for tonight?" he asked, getting both out minds off of past events.

"Yea for sure, I'm always in the mood to take down that douche bag." I said, a smile wicked its self across my face, and Dave and I laughed.

"Hows Katie?" I said.

"Shes doing great, things are wonderful for her at the clinic, shes had two promotions in the last six months. Shes so happy, it almost makes her forget about Kick-Ass." his statement sounded sad in a way, but he was smiling.

If Katie had come along before Kick-Ass, we would all never had been. But somehow I understood what Katie's happiness and sadness meant to him. It was only a matter of time before retirement was brought up for Dave.

"What time?" I said, my voice trembling under the weight of loneliness.

"Nine thirty, dock fifty seven. Hopefully we can put this ass hole away for good."

"Yea me to..." I said. And as soon as the words seeped from my lips, he was gone, and I was left alone again.