This is the second one! Hope you enjoy!
Normally when people watched him fight with them they'd praise him on his skills and battle plans.
Normally when people noticed him hanging out at the pizza place they'd laugh at the odd normality of it, yet feel even closer because of it.
Normally when people saw him at award ceremonies they'd applaud and thank the higher beings for such an amazing team of protectors.
Normally when people caught sight of him as he rode by on his bike they'd watch the dust trail in awe of what speeds and lengths he'd go to, to defend.
Normally when people heard him laughing with his teammates they'd think they understood the close bond he had.
But he always had been the odd one out.
And he would look and wonder if the Kid knew the luck he had. Questioned if he knew how much his friends loved him. Marvelled at how he was so unaware of the adoration cute alien girl gave him.
And he'd analyse the differences between them. None really. Aside from the sides they were on. The Kid fought for justice, truth and the right thing. He fought for himself.
And if he was a hero…would he have all that he had? Then Red X would scoff and move on again, teleporting from place to place.
R&R