A/N: I just want to say thank you to all of you that have been reviewing my story, your feedback inspires me to keep writing so thanks again! Also, I changed Lacey's superhero name to Titania and she also has a different costume so, the link to what her costume looks like is on my profile. I also changed Ava's wig as well.
I now wanna take the time to reply to those who have reviewed: Meiko-chan12, Mikado X Goddess, Lucky Strike's alter ego, Lalalay, and Evita 99 – I'm glad that you guys like my story and I truly appreciate your amazing reviews. Adm-frb – I really want to thank you because you gave me some great ideas and I can't tell you how grateful I am. Alex Lunaah - Welcome back dude! :D And you're right, it's gonna be hard for her to get back into things. Especially since Chris intends on making her life a living hell. Silver Sirens – Oh believe me, he definitely wants to but Angelina has no intention of jumping his bones, not yet anyway ;)
"Define your meanin' of fun
Is it fuckin' druggin' or guns?
I feel the heat comin' off of the blacktop
So get ready for another one
Let's take a trip down memory lane
The words circulate in my brain
You can treat this like another all the same
But don't cry like a bitch when you feel the pain
It's been a long time coming
And the tables' turned around
'Cause one of us is goin'
One of us is goin' down
I'm not runnin'
It's a little different now
'Cause one of us is goin'
One of us is goin' down
This is hardly worth fightin' for
But it's the little petty shit that I can't ignore
With my fist hits your face
And your face hits the floor
It'll be a long time comin'
But you got the message now
'Cause I was never goin'
Yeah, you're the one that's goin' down" – You're Going Down, Sick Puppies
We all waited in the alley for Doctor Gravity to show up so we could meet the leader and the other members of Justice Forever. Dave and I texted Mindy and tried convincing her to come but of course, she refused. With a sigh, I leaned against the wall and Lacey placed her hand on my shoulder. "Don't worry Angel, she'll come around."
"I don't think she will, Lace. I tried telling her that Marcus can't stop her from being who she is but all she said was that she made him a promise thar she refused to break, no matter how much Dave and I nagged her about it."
Just then, a door behind us opened and there stood Doctor Gravity. "Pretty cool huh? This is how the beer gets delivered." He smirked and led us into a elevator to the underground headquarters.
Dave grinned. "Dude, you've got a secret elevator to your underground headquarters."
"That's pretty badass," Ava nodded in agreement.
"Yeah, the guy I told you guys about owns this place," Doctor Gravity replied as the elevator door slid open again. We walked down the hall and through a clear strip curtain above the doorway. I couldn't help but look around. This place may not have been huge, but it was fucking amazing. The team consisted of six people, four guys and two girls, plus a dog.
"This is the single greatest thing I've ever seen," Dave said, in awe.
"Amen to that." I grinned. The leader stood up. He wore a green camouflage costume and a green mask. He was tall, had short gray hair, and looked to be in his early fifties. "Welcome to Justice Forever," he said.
We introduced ourselves and then sat down as the rest of the team began telling us why they became superheroes. A husband and wife duo called Remembering Tommy were the first to tell their story.
"So we tried the cops and we tried the newspapers and we set up a thing on the internet for people to help us find Tommy um," the husband mumbled the last part and looked down.
"But we got nothing." The wife cut in, "We never saw our son again. I came up with the name 'Remembering Tommy' and we've been doing this three nights a week."
"Colonel Stars and Stripes found us online," the husband smiled a bit.
"That's awful, I'm so sorry for your loss," I said, giving them a sympathetic look. I looked over saw that Lacey was tearing up. "You ok, Titania?"
"Uh, yeah! I've just got something in my eye! Please, continue," she replied quickly. Leave to Lacey to act like a hardass in this situation.
"I became Night Bitch after my sister was murdered and found in a dumpster. Doesn't bring her back, but at least I'm doing something positive about it," Night Bitch said.
"Insect Man," Colonel said, looking over at a guy who had blonde hair and glasses. He didn't wear a mask. His costume was red and black with an insect in the center. "Yeah, I've been bullied my whole life for being gay. So now I stand up for the defenseless. That's why I don't wear a mask, too much like being back in the closet," he replied.
"Right on man, right on," I smirked a bit and fist bumped him.
"Thanks Knockout, that means a lot," he smiled, returning it.
"Well, I became Battle Guy after my parents were mugged and killed coming home from the opera. Did I tell you guys that sick bastard maxed out their credit cards on porno sites?" Wait a fucking minute… Marty?!
"I just hope we get the chance to say hello to this guy someday so I can personally levitate his soul from his body!" Doctor Gravity growled.
Dave stared at him and blinked a bit. "Oh my god, Marty?"
"Marty, you're a superhero too?! Sweet!" I said, excitedly.
"I-I don't know what you two are talking about. I don't know Mary. New guys," Marty said nervously, trying to lower his voice.
"Hey asshole, it's me Dave," Dave replied, pointing to his face.
"And me, Angelina," I grinned, crossing my arms.
"Dave? Angelina? Why are you two dressed as Kick-Ass and Knockout?!"
"Because we are Kick-Ass and Knockout," Dave chuckled.
"You three know each other?" Colonel raised a brow.
"Yeah, since we were like five. What's all this bullshit about your parents getting killed?" Dave asked.
"Yeah, that's a good fucking question. Marty, I saw your mom a few days ago at the mall," I said, backing Dave up.
"Eeesh, language," Colonel snapped.
"What?!" Dave and I asked in unison.
Colonel ignored us and then looked at Marty. "Battle Guy, care to update your resume?"
"Uhhh, I'm trying to figure out how to explain this without sounding like a complete idiot right now," Marty muttered.
Night Bitch folded her arms. "Yeah, I'm not sure that's possible Batman."
"I'm not either. Um ok, when I found you guys online you were all swapping these awesome origin stories. I mean Colonel; you're ex-mafia for Christ's sake!"
"Yo, don't take the lord's name in vain," Colonel replied sternly.
"I'm sorry. I just, I didn't think you guys would let me join the team unless I had a good story too."
"Alright, we'll let you off the hook this time Battle Guy." Colonel then looked at us, "Wanna see something cool?"
"Yeah!" We all replied simultaneously.
Colonel led us into another room and grinned. "Thought this could be our meeting room."
"Wow…." I gasped, looking around along with the rest of the team.
"Now this renovation was totally clandestine, which means nobody knew about it. Now, I know it's not much but this is just the beginning. Together we can make a real difference. If you four consider it, we'd be honored to have you join us."
"Hell yeah!" Dave and I said in unison. Lacey and Ava agreed to join as well and everyone cheered.
"Alright time for your initiation, turn around and I'll unzip you," Colonel said to Dave.
Dave blinked a bit. "I'm sorry, what?"
I cocked a brow. "The hell?"
Colonel laughed a bit. "I'm just joking, let's get down to business."
Dave sighed in relief and Doctor Gravity laughed at him. "Gotcha!"
The next day, Ava and I decided to head over the gym to train some more. Since it was close to our campus, we decided to walk instead. Lacey got off in fifteen minutes so she said she'd meet us there. Once we were only a couple blocks away, we saw Lacey standing outside a UFC gym, laughing her ass off. I quirked a brow, "What's so funny?"
"You two have gotta see this," she said in between laughs. We walked inside and there inside the ring was Chris getting his ass kicked by a professional MMA fighter. Chris's bodyguard and Chuck Liddell himself were at ringside, cheering him on. Chris tried to get a cheap shot in but his opponent turned around, picked him up, and slammed him down onto the mat.
"Chuck! Get this girl off me!" Chris yelled as the guy started punching him while he was down. Chuck managed to get the guy off Chris and his bodyguard checked to see if he was alright. "Get off me! I was winning!" Chris barked.
"No you weren't, you were crying," his bodyguard replied.
"You know what? Screw this." He paused for a second and took a wad of cash out of his bag, "My superpower, is that I'm rich as shit." I couldn't help but roll my eyes as he tossed the cash to his opponent. Was this fuckwit really paying people to join his army now?
"Alright! Let's get you a mask and a costume we will call you… Black Death," Chris grinned as he looked at his new comrade.
"Whoa, whoa you don't think that's just a little bit incredibly racist?" His bodyguard asked.
"I don't give a shit! I want you to put the word out that I'm willing to pay top dollar for every hired hitter in town."
"Alright, let's just talk about it for a second…"
"Money talks! You wanted me to be my own man; this is what it looks like."
"Alright, alright I'll make some calls."
"Yes! Anybody else wanna be a supervillain? I promise I pay better than Chuck-little dick-Liddell!" Chris taunted.
"What you call me?!" Chuck stormed forward but Chris's bodyguard held him back. I smirked and clapped my hands. "Wow Chris, I never thought I'd say this but you really are a fucking pussy. Not only are you the biggest pussy in New York, you're also blinded by your own arrogance and it's time someone cut you down a few notches." I climbed into the ring and crossed my arms.
He laughed a bit. "Oh Angelina, you may be able to beat me in here, but I can beat you up there..." He pointed to my forehead and I immediately smacked his hand away.
"You're so sad, weak, pitiful, pathetic…. Sure, you still have your loved ones and your dignity, but not for long. I am going to shit on everything that you love and there's nothing you can do about i-" I smacked him across the face and it echoed throughout the room. I'm pretty sure it was heard around the world too.
He held his cheek and started laughing again as I glared at him. "You know something Angelina? I can't help but to laugh at you. You are pathetic, you just smacked me and I'm laughing at you…" He walked towards me and I backed up until I hit the ring post. "I am in your head so bad it's not funny. What are you gonna do Angel? Are you gonna smack me again? You wanna smack me again?" He taunted, getting too close for comfort.
I fucking snapped. I headbutted Chris and then tackled him. I managed to deliver a few good blows to his face before his bodyguard pulled me off him. I immediately turned around, smacked him, and then pounced on Chris again. "I'M SO TIRED OF YOU!" I screamed in between punches. I kept on screaming and throwing punches like a crazed woman. I didn't care. I was fucking enraged. Chris really crossed the line this time.
Eventually, Lacey and Ava climbed into the ring and pulled me off him. I kept on screaming as they dragged me out of the gym. I have to say though, it felt so good beating Chris senseless. I ended up giving him a broken nose and a busted lip before I was dragged out of there.
"Calm down! Jesus Christ, Angelina!" Lacey yelled as I tried to break free from her grip. I didn't care if I was acting like a lunatic; I wanted to beat Chris into a fucking coma. "Let me go! I'm gonna kick his ass!"
"You already did!"
"Fine, then I'll beat him into a coma instead!"
"NO! What you need to do right now is go home and blow off some steam ok? You're pissed and not thinking clearly," Ava stepped in front of me and placed her hands on my shoulders.
I sighed. "I'm sorry; I'm just tired of him trying to make my life a living hell. I'm sick of it."
"You can't let him get to you; you can't let him get in your head. That's what he wants."
"You're right, you're right. You guys go ahead and train without me today alright? I just need to be by myself right now…"
Laced quirked a brow. "Are you sure?"
I nodded. "Yeah, absolutely. I'll see you guys later."
Once I got home, I changed into my pajamas and flopped down on the couch. I turned on the T.V and began flipping through the channels. After deciding on a movie, I laid back and took a deep breath in an attempt to calm down. But that didn't help much, I was still fucking heated and I felt like shit, to say the least. Chris's words latched onto me, and they wouldn't leave. He was right. I may have been able to beat him physically, but mentally? I was fucked.
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