Nick sat there holding his beer, he knew Finnick was right if he wanted info the criminals might know something. Nick owed it to Emittto try to find him.

"Okay, Tonight I'll hit up the underbelly, and make them talk"Nick replied punching his palm as it created a minor shockwave making Finnick jump.

"Don't do that" Finnick outbursted clearly startled by the noise as he drove off. The van drove down the road. Finnick looked at the road as the van made it way back to his apartment where the two often lounged. Finnick turned to Nick.

"Nicky, I know you told me not to ask but I have to know...about your powers" The smaller fox stated as Nick sighed deeply.

"You're just gonna keep asking so, go ahead, this once" Nick stated as Finnick replied bombarding Nick with questions as he sighed.

"Look, I don't know about my powers, they just kicked in. it wasn't like one day I was normal, the next I was this. It happened over time. I noticed each day I was able to run faster, jump higher, punch harder. I wish I could tell you more" Nick stated.

"And with those powers, you haven't thought of being a superhero" Finnick questioned as Nick looked at him.

"As a kit, all I wanted was to be a superhero, to be like those mammals in the comic books, awesome costumes, cheered by fans, someone who stood for justice and fought for what was right" Nick stated as he thought back to his childhood days.

Nick was 8 when he came home from the comic book store with his father. every week Nick would get his allowance for helping out around his parents' clothing store, his father was a tailor and Nick would often clean around, earning an allowance. Which on Friday he would go to the comic book store.

Nick read the book in his paws, it was the latest issue of Uberwolf, one of Nick personal favorites. Uberwolf was basically the ideal superhero, he embodied everything about being a hero, he was selfless, good-willed and he would always beat the villain in the end with his super strength Nick flipped the page admiring the colored pages as he read the story about the wolf in tights squaring off against the anti-hero Hypervolt, one of his enemies. Hypervolt like Nick was a fox. he wore blue latex and had electric powers.

Nick read thru the story before closing the book. Nick put the comic on his bookshelf.

At dinner, the three were sitting at the table eating fish sticks as Nick squirted a dab of sauce on his fish.

"So Nick, how was school today," His mom asked as Nick shrugged flicking a pea with his digit.

"It was all right, I was wondering If I could go to the Halloween party?" Nick asked as his parents smiled.

"Of course Nick, you have the right to enjoy yourself at a party," His mom said as Nick smiled.

'Great, It's a costume party, so can we go to the store this weekend so I can buy a costume?" Nick asked as his dad jumped at the opportunity to make him a Halloween costume. Nick felt slightly embarrassed at his dad making his costume but he was a tailor and was good when it came to clothes, plus it was an offer from his dad, Nick felt the right thing to do was accept.

After Dinner Nick spent a good amount of time drawing Costume ideas, Nick knew he wanted to be a superhero but coming up with a costume idea was the hardest part. he first design he drew was loosely based off Uberwolf, but Nick decided against ripping off a pre-existing superhero. Before Nick knew it his notebook was full of costume ideas, all of different colors and styles.

Nick's mind was bursting with ideas as he came to the last page running the pencil on the page.

"Half mask or full mask, cape or no cape, red or blue," Nick thought looking thru all the costumes. Nick was sleeping at his desk as his father entered the room seeing Nick's drawings. He picked up the book flipping thru it, amazed at the designs his son had made. they all seemed so interesting it was a shame to choose which was best. part of him wanted to make them all as he heard Nick snore. he stopped at a drawing smiling.

"That's the one," he said to himself as he closed the book placing it back before escorting Nick to his bed.

The Next day Nick was in class sitting with his classmates as they were talking about their plans for the party as Nick was doing his paperwork.

"Kids, eyes forward" The teacher called out as they did so, continuing their work. Nick was still brainstorming costume ideas as he tapped the tip of his pencil on the paper.

"Okay, pencils downs, papers up" The teacher called out as the kids did so.

at Lunch, Nick sat at an empty table sipping his milk.

"Nick, you're lost in thought again" Finnick called out snapping Nick back to reality as he rubbed his head.

"Sorry dude, just dazed out, can we stop by my place there is something I need to pick up" Nick stated as Finnick shrugged turning the van around.

"This better be good" Finnick stated as the van went down a different road stopping at the bridge.

"Two seconds" Nick stated as he made his way to the bridge sliding the huge metal door as Finnick cranked up the radio as Nick entered his home looking around. Nick tore up his living quarters looking for it. Nick flipped his mattress seeing an old briefcase as came back carrying it, setting it in the back of the van.

"What's that's Nick?" Finnick asked looking at the scuffed and cracked case.

"It belonged to my dad, he made this for me when I was a kid" Nick replied unlatching the case exposing a dusty costume as Finnick looked at it.

"A bit small" Finnick replied as Nick stretched it out, it was true the costume did not age well but it was still wearable and could last for a short while.

"It stretches out" Nick stated as Finnick looked out the outfit stretched in Nick's paws. it was a child-sized Halloween costume

"Seriously, you're gonna wear that?" Finnick asked as Nick held the outfit close to him smiling.

"My father made it, of course, I'm gonna wear it; it's sentimental" Nick replied eyeing the outfit as Finnick smiled giving a look

"You are one weird fox" Finnick Nick stretch into the outfit which had minor stains on it and some dust.

"How do I Look?" Nick asked as Finnick smirked. wanting to laugh but not able to as Nick did not really look that bad, yes the costume was old but from the look, it seemed to fit his body nicely.

"It looks very skin tight on you" Finnick replied as Nick stretched. it seemed to fit though not as comfortable as he remembered. due to the aging, the material has gotten a bit stiff.

"But I will say it does make you look somewhat heroic" Finnick replied as Nick struck a heroic pose, the fabric tearing near his arm.

"I'll get a stapler" Finnick teased walking off as Nick struck another pose. also, heroic as he sucked in his frame.

"It'll last for one night" Nick replied as Finnick chuckled handing Nick a stapler as the fox ran it across the tear clicking the metal pieces into the cloth.

"You got a name to go with that costume?" Finnick asked as Nick thought over the idea, he should use an alias, he never has before, but then again he has never openly sought out trouble and most people didn't even know who he was.

Note.

I will be taking a short hiatus from this story as I have important stuff coming up, but I'm holding a contest for who can come up with the best hero identity for Nick, you can PM me your ideas for Nick's "Hero Name" and costume, you can also create an image of him in a costume. please make it original and not rip off an existing superhero.