Gracious Heart
A Heroman Fanfiction
Chapter 4: Stranger
Silence prevails in its glory in the warm spring night.
Master stares at me…
And I stare back.
I'm curious about what Master is thinking about right now. Is he thinking about the sudden change in fate that has altered the life that he used to know? Is he wondering how, after being struck by lightning, I managed to transform into this being of awe, and then reverting back into the little toy he found in that trash can?…Or maybe his calculating the damage cost to house that the 'lightning' caused…
(…)
Slowly, Master reaches into his pocket and pulls out the gauntlet, now, also, reverted back into its original form as a 'Heybo' controller.
He presses the sides, activating it, and light and matter separated and fused into the gauntlet again.
…lubb-dub…lubb-dub…lubb-dub…
(…Master…?)
With hesitated glance at me, Master tapped the screen and, once again, I begin to glow.
..lubb-dub..lubb-dub..lubb-dub..
(…eh…)
Though I'm very fond of Master, I have to (reluctantly) question his action on activating me in his room…again…
Master seems to have recognised his mistake as he stares, quite comically, at me and the gauntlet with a look of dread on his face.
"Joey," a knock at his door and the soft voice of his Grandmother startles Master from his stupor of trepidation "what's the matter?"
..lubb-dub..lubb-dub..lubb-dub..
"I-it's nothing!" Master answered, gripping the door handle to prevent his Grandmother from entering his room.
"Come on now, is something the matter?"
"No, seriously! It's nothing, really!" Master looks back at me as I begin to twitch and glow brighter. "Can you leave me alone for a bit?"
Please! Stop!
(…Master?)
I feel myself freeze, my twitching ceases and the glow dims to nothing, and become once more docile on Master's bed, watching as he slid to the floor as the gauntlet reverts back to its original form.
"Don't be frightened." Master's Grandmother crooned softly through the wooden door, trying to ease tension with words. "All that happened is some lightning struck our house and damaged it."
...lubb-dub...lubb-dub...lubb-dub...
(…Yes, it was the lightning's fault…)
xXx
It was an hour before sunrise when Master left home.
Leaving a note for his Grandmother, Master placed me inside his back-pack and left me to wonder on our destination.
I felt…as humans might call it…giddy.
This was my first outing with Master (if you didn't include the incident two nights ago…) after my restoration, my circuits overflow with calculated guesses as to where we would go.
(…Where are we going, Master?...)
I was surprised that our destination was an abandoned power station as I stood in front of an old, dusty machine of yesteryear.
I slowly started to understand what Master wanted when he activated the gauntlet and, in turn, activated me as well.
...lubb-dub...lubb-dub...lubb-dub...
"Heroman… Go!"
SMASH!
All it took was one punch to demolish said old, dusty machine of yesteryear as parts of it crumbled and were set alight. Electricity crackled in the air, mingling with the shrieking croaks of a murder of crows as they flew away from their area of peace.
..lubb-dub..lubb-dub..lubb-dub..
"W-what am I going to do?"
(…Master…are you okay…?)
xXx
Worry plagued my processing unit when Master had placed me back in the confinements of his back-pack and began his journey towards his 'job'.
I felt something when I heard him utter that query to himself.
…fear…
Was Master scared of the power that I had inherited through that unlikely turn of events? Did he fear that he would lose control of me?
…was he terrified that he would lose control of himself?
(…Don't be scared, Master…)
My silent plea to Master went unnoticed when he was reminded to pay attention in his math class by his teacher. His fear mellowed out during lunch, but evolved into jittery behaviour when, I soon realised, the 'Lina' I saved came to tell Master of her 'mysterious' rescue, I couldn't help but chuckled silently in my head as Master hastily gathered his things and ran with a speedy farewell.
The nervous energy soon reverted to anxiety as Master returned home, clutching the back-pack to his chest. Master tried to get advice from his Grandmother; 'hypothetically' explaining about me and his dilemma, but the only answer he got was a pair of grass clippers and the job of trimming the lawn.
Master then went, taking me as well, to visit his friend, Psy (calling him just 'Master's friend' was starting to get tiresome) at his 'job', telling him the same thing he told his Grandmother…minus the 'hypothetical' statement.
As expected, Psy was stunned before calming down, and then told Master one simple thing…
"What is Heroman to you? You answer that question first, and then figure out what to do."
"Hey, Psy… What would you do if you were me?"
"I'd jump in bed and go back to sleep. Then maybe I'd wake up from the dream."
(…This is not a dream…)
xXx
After that fruitless visit (in my opinion anyway), Master went back home, placed me at the head of his bed and curled up onto the mattress, covering himself with his doona and falling into a light nap.
It was late afternoon when Master finally stirred before rolling on his stomach and facing me with worry, gloom and a hint of sleep in his voice.
"…Heroman, what should I do?"
(…I wish I knew…)
xXx
Sorry for the long wait, been busy with my life… Thanks to everyone for reviewing~!
Just saw episode 25…Nooooo! Curse you, Gogorr! (brings out a can of bug-spray) DIE! Hopefully Heroman survives…
I also edited the previous chapters, I added more detail in chapter 3 (added a paragraph on the teleportation and also added the bubble shield paragraph I forgot to put in…heh, heh…)
See ya next time~!