The Gray Avenger Chapter 10, a marvel fanfic

Chapter 3: A Dark Shade of White (1/3)

"It is recommended to stay indoors during the storm that should occur durin-" The weather report was speaking of a storm that will occur later at night, but someone decided to change the channel although Nero was watching.

"I was watching that." Nero complained, as he was sitting on the couch next to Jean, who grabbed his hand in an attempt to make him stop talking.

Nero Carnby and Jean Grey were in a very dangerous situation at the moment, being held at gun point by the ex-boyfriend of Jean's older sister. The two friends are sitting on a couch holding each other's hands while the one called Paul Bailey is sitting on a chair with the revolver at hand. It's been an hour since they have arrived and their just waiting for Jean's family to see what happens. Nero already had a bad feeling about this.

"Not anymore." The guy replied without even bothering to look at Nero.

Motherfucker. Nero thought in deep hatred while rubbing the bruise on his face.

"Please don't provoke him..." Jean pleaded Nero through telepathy.

"Jean, he's probably gonna shoot your family and us then kidnap your sister." The boy with a bruised cheek bluntly told his best friend. "We need to find a way to get the hell out of here before that happens."

"No, he just wants to take my sister." Jean told him in deep worry. Nero assumed that she read his mind to know that.

"That's only slightly less worse and it doesn't change the fact that we need to get out before your family comes." He replied.

"But how?" She questioned him.

Nero looked around the room but he can't find anything that can help. Fighting him is not a option, Nero is a great boxer but he can't beat a guy that's way bigger than him, especially since he has a gun. The Nero removed his hood and scratched his white hair. "Okay, maybe I can distract him while Jean runs for it." He considered for a second, but...

"Don't even think about it!" It was Jean's response to his plan. Nero didn't mean for her to hear that. "If you do it, I'm not running."

"Jean, I have an annoying habit of surviving near death experience-" Nero tried to argue but it was interrupted.

"A very annoying habit that I would prefer that you broke free from, because I keep fearing the day that one of this "near" death experiences will pass the point of being just near and actually lead you to your death." Jean told him in concern, and presented her disapproval of Nero's plan.

"Okay,okay, I got it." He replied in order to reassure Jean. "But we really need to get the hell out of here before your family shows up."

With that, Nero started to look around the room for a bit. Trying to formulate a plan to get the hell out of there. In front of him, there was a carpet, a TV, a small table in between the TV and the couch. But nothing that could be used as a weapon or a distraction. Okay... Nothing useful... Strange, compared to Jean's room, this living room is pretty bland, didn't they ever thought about decorating? He thought in annoying. I got to find a way to either get Jean out of here or knock the fucking pedo out. The boy with white hair thought.

Unfortunately, Nero couldn't think of anything, if there wasn't a gun involved, he could have just grab something to smash into the guy's face like he used to do with those big kids that tried to mess with him before he learned Boxing. But it wasn't really a option.

Holding Jean's hand tightly, Nero had a doubt on his mind and there was only one person in there that could. "How the fuck did you even found them?" That question, was for the guy that was holding them hostage.

"What are you doing?" Jean asked him.

"Your albino friend speaks too much Jean." Paul told Jean.

"I'm not a fucking albino." It was Nero's reply. "Don't fucking talk to her, you pedophile asshole."

That, however, caused Paul to stand up from his seat and grab Nero by the hoodie and point the revolver at his face. "NO!" Jean screamed out loud. "PLEASE STOP!" She practically begged. Nero however, barely flinched or even showed any fear. All the did was stare at him in the eye as the barrel of the revolver was poking his cheek.

"Go on, do it." Nero dared him. He did had a lot of questions to ask the Grim Reaper anyway.

"NERO SHUT UP!" Jean begged her friend while desperately grabbing on to his arm.

"You little plan, whatever the fuck it is, will be ruined because someone is gonna hear the shot but..." Nero pointed out while making a goofy face.

The guy was clearly angry, but heard what Nero said and let go of his hoodie.

Jean sighed in relief as soon as he took the gun off Nero's cheek.

But...

"AAHH!" Without any type of warning, Paul hit Nero in the temple with the gun's grip.

"HEY!" All he could hear was Jean's scream as he fell off the couch as soon as he received the blow.

"Shut up or you'll end up like him." Nero heard the guy say, though he was having a very hard time staying awake. "Now, move!"

That was the last thing he heard before he lost consciousness.

Nero Carnby hasn't slept in a while. Not that he had s problem with it as he wasn't suffering any of the effects of sleeping depravation. Unfortunately for him, his insomnia ended up being cured by a very hard blow do the head.

But he didn't dream or had any type of meaningful experience. It was just... Dark. And that really annoyed him. If that's all, then there's no point in even sleeping anymore. Though, I'm strangely comfortable, even though my head hurts. What am I laying at? Oh, doesn't matter... Let's just enjoy it.

...

Okay, now it's time to get up. I have a pedophile to beat and a red headed angel to protect. That was the thing that Nero thought before he forced his eyes open.

Only to get his answer on what he was laying at. As the first thing he saw, was the sight of Jean, crying right on top of him as she was sitting on the floor with his head on her lap. Nero's response to that, was to extend his hand and touch her face. "Hey," He called her attention while caressing her cheek. "Don't waste your tears with me, I'm not worth it."

Saying that however, caused Jean to look at him angrily with tears still dripping from her eyes. "Nero... Carnby," She spoke between sobs. "If you... Ever, ever do that... again..." Her sobbing just got much worse, to the point that she couldn't even speak.

"I promise to never scare you like that ever again and if I ever do it, you can punish me however you see fit." Nero was quick to tell her, while wiping the tears off her face with his hands and caressing her cheeks. "I really suck at being a friend don't I? But I didn't mean to upset Jean like that." He kept on wiping her tears, unaware that Jean is actually hearing his thoughts. "Truth is, she's the most important person in my life and making her cry like this is just a proof that I'm not worth it of having someone as wonderful as her as a friend."

"Saying... That is just gonna make me more upset." She decided to speak up.

"Oh... Didn't mean for you to hear that... I'm sorry... Though... It is truth." Nero then looked around to check where they were. Only to notice that they were on a bathroom. "Did he... Lock us in the bathroom?"

Jean just nodded as Nero wiped the remaining tears off her face. But he didn't stop caressing her cheeks.

The bathroom in Jean's home was pretty small. There was a the usual toilet, a shower, and mirror cabinet. Not much worth mentioning though. "How long was I out?" He asked.

"Probably a few hours." She answered him. Suddenly, a very loud thunder was heard by them. "Aahh!" The sound startled Jean and caused her to let out a small scream.

"You scared of lightning?" He asked her as he sat up, removing his head from her lap.

"Umm..." She looked away embarrassed. "A little..." The red head girl admitted with a bit of shame in her voice.

Nero only had one response to that. Which was wrapping his arms around Jean and give her a tight hug. "It's okay, there's nothing to be embarrassed about." He whispered on her ear.

Jean instantly returned the hug.

Nero then pulled back and affectionately pressed his forehead into hers, like they did earlier that day. Jean smiled at the gesture and the two friends stayed like that for minute. Despite their current situation.

The white haired boy then remembered something. "The news report said that there would be a storm later at night." He spoke to her through telepathy.

"You mean, it's night already." Jean replied. "Why is my family taking so long?" That question was more directed at herself than him.

"No idea, but the longer they take, the better is gonna be for them." He pointed out as it was clear that the guy was only after Jean's sister.

Nero then removed his forehead from Jean's and looked around the small bathroom. If Nero isn't mistaking it, the bathroom is pass Jean's room, which is in the corridor pass the kitchen which is pass the living room. Meaning that they might be out of the guy's field vision, which gives them more chances to escape. "Okay..." Nero stood up from the floor slowly. "Let's see." He looked at himself at the mirror. Alongside the bruise on his cheek, there was also one on his temple, that had a bandage on it. "Did you?" He asked his best friend while pointing at the bandage.

Jean just nodded.

Nero smiled and gave Jean a kiss on the forehead for being such a wonderful friend.

Jean smile embarrassingly while blushing.

But then he decided to open the mirror cabinet to search for something to use. Inside, there was toothbrushes, toothpaste, some pills that Nero assumed to for Jean's sister and some soap. "Nothing useful."

"There's a..." Jean called his attention. "There's a razor on top of the cabinet."

Nero looked at Jean with his gray eyes. Before he decided to check. He got on his tip toes and reached on top of the cabinet. Reaching a Razor that was on top of it. It was very sharp. "This will do it..."

"Nero..." Jean called him. "I only told you about that because I didn't know what you were looking for," She informed him. "You're not planning on..."

"No," Nero clarified as he put the put the razor inside his hoodie's pocket. "But I'm pretty sure that I reached his limit for bullshit, and I would rather not be unarmed if he decides..."

"WHAT ARE YOU DOIMG IN MY HOUSE!?" The worse thing that could happen, just did. As the two friends heard the voice of Jean's father.

"Oh no." It was Nero's response to that.

"Oh god, da-" Jean instantly tried to yell in deep worry. But Nero didn't know if that was a good idea, so he covered her mouth.

He signaled her to be quiet. "Your father may do something stupid if he hears your voice." He warned her.

Jean didn't reply, she just nodded in response while looking visibly worried. Nero was worried as well, he may not exactly be close with the rest of her family, but she would be devasted if something happened to them.

The boy with white hair then decided to look around to check for something to unlock the locked door. They could hear voices coming from the other side of the door but they weren't loud enough to heard clearly. Checking the door closely, he could see that it was a simple lock and he could maybe unlock it if he had a paperclip or something, but he didn't had anything. He leaned on the door and looked around in search for anything to get the door open.

"I don't think you gonna find anything to unlock it." Jean probably read his mind to know what he was doing.

"I have to try, there's got to be a way for me to pass throug-" His communication through telepathy was interrupted. "Wha..." By strangely falling back into the ground. "Ouch." He made a low grunt of pain on he hit the ground. What the? Nero thought as he moved his head up. Only to be paralyzed by what he saw.

"Nero..." Jean seemed to be just as surprised as he was. "Did you just passed through the door?" She asked him in deep confusion.

...

"Nero?" Jean called him due to the silence.

"WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS SHIT?!" It was the boy's reaction to what just happened. Nero Carnby did passed through that door like a ghost passes through the walls. "Seriously, I can pass through wall now?" He thought in deep annoyance as he was really tired of this surprise superpowers appearing out of nowhere.

"Okay, this is really starting to get annoying." Jean told him, apparently thinking the same.

"Starting?" It has been annoying since the teleportation one.

"DON'T YOU DARE HURT HER!" Nero suddenly heard Jean's father yell.

"Oh god, what is happening?!" Jean asked him as she was still stuck on the bathroom.

"Stay put, I'm gonna see if I can help." Nero informed her.

"Nero, there's a phone in my parent's room." She warned him.

"Got it."

With that, Nero started to walk slowly through the corridor. There were three doors on sight. The first one on the right was definitely the room of Jean's parents. The second door on the right was Jean's room and the only door on the left was her brother's room.

"You thought you could make a fool didn't you," Nero slowly approached the first door on the right. "But guess what?" He reached the door.

"AAHH!" A sound of pain was heard and he assumed that it came from Jean's sister.

"You can't!" He heard the guy yell before he slowly passed through the gap of door.

"No, please don't hurt her!" That came from Jean's mother.

Nero entered inside the room right away. The room was as partially decorated, with some family photos on the wall, a desk with a computer on top of it that probably belonged to Mr. Grey, and two drawers on each side of the bed with yellow blanket. The drawer on the left side had a lamp on top of it and a bottle of pills. The right side, there was a cellphone recharging on top of the drawer.

"Shut up!" He heard the guy yell.

Nero quickly hurried to grab the phone. Shit, password... Having no idea who that phone belonged to, finding a password to it is not an easy task. "Umm, Jean?" He decided to as his friend. "What is the password of the phone?"

"What does the phone look like?" She asked him.

"It's nearly white as my hair and the screen has a small crack on it." Nero explained.

"Oh, the password is SEATTLE." She told him.

"Why Seattle?" He asked as he tipped the password on the phone.

"My mom and dad met there." She explained to him.

As he unlocked the phone, he started to dial to the police. "911, what is your emergency?"

"An armed guy named Paul Bailey is holding a family hostage at Washington Heights on 97 Audubon Avenue." Nero summarized the current situation on the phone in a very low voice. "My name is Nero Carnby, George Stacy unfortunately knows who I am." He hang up the phone, as he didn't had time to answer any questions. Speaking of Mr. Stacy, he hasn't questioned him about why the hell he was on the train with Peter's uncle.

The boy with white hair then turned around and went back to the corridor.

"AND AFTER EVERYTHING, EVERYTHING!" Nero heard the guy yelling in a nearly hysterical tone. "YOU FUCKING PLAYED ME!" Approaching the end of the corridor slowly, Nero took a peek while hiding behind the wall. Shit... Paul Bailey was grabbing Jean's sister by the hair while she had her knees on the floor. Jean's parents and brother were sitting on the floor, helplessly watching what he was doing. Both Mr. And Mrs. Grey were holding their son tightly.

"Paul, listen to me, you don't wanna do this..." Mr. Grey hopelessly tried to argue with the asshole.

"SHUT UP!" The guy replied. "IF YOU TWO JUST TAUGHT THIS LITTLE WHORE SOME RESPECT, NONE OF THIS WOULD BE HAPPENED!"

This motherfucker is crazier than I thought. Nero thought in shock. And why didn't he just shoot them already? Because if he planned on killing her, he should have done it already. Though it was very convenient that he didn't. A loud thunder came from outside once again and Nero could see the rain from the window. Reaching his hoodie pocket, he pulled out the razor. I might have to improvise until the cops get here. He turned around to get back into the parents room. I got to distract that fucker and I have an idea. He turned Mr. Grey's computer on. Okay, let's put on some nice soundtrack. Once it was on, Nero decided to search a song on YouTube. This will so.

Beyond true will
We seek the comfort in a broken heart
Now pattern shapes
An image of true life
(True life, true life)

As soon as the song started he decided to run quickly to hide under the bed. Most fucking cliché hiding spot ever but all I need is an opportunity.

Alone
Surrounded by a million faces
One by one
I see the judgment in their eyes
(I see the judgment in their eyes)

"What the hell?!" Nero heard the scream coming from the living room. Probably the guy noticing the loud music.

Like a disease
I'm always in the wrong
And now the numbness wearing off
Can't stand the pain
I get in line
(I always do)
I always do
Need to be patient
While perfecting death's design

Strangely enough, the guy didn't came to the room the check. What the fuck, why isn't he coming? Nero thought as he hid under the bed with the sharp Razor at hand. Come on motherfucker.

I cannot help it, can't decline
It's always better down the line
I'm in the wrong and I've done it all before

"Nero, what's that sound?" Jean asked him.

And I wish I'd never been
And I know it's just a dream
Now I'm blind I can open my eyes

"Not now." Nero replied.

Can't stay awake
Burning alive
I cannot breathe this poison air filled with lies
I cannot see
What's gone to me
Live in fear
The sun is falling from the sky
Can't stay awake

Soon enough, he entered the room. Yes... "What is this?" He asked out loud for some reason. Before he approached the computer and started to tip on it. "Hey!" He yelled at someone. "How do I turn this shit off!"

Nothing left to break
My life is in a thousand pieces, million reasons
Why should I keep myself away?
(Hard to define)
Hard to define
(It always is)
It always is
It's hard to scream with your throat full of glass
(Throat full of glass)

This loser doesn't know how use computer? Nero was actually shocked with how dumb this guy is.

I cannot help it, can't decline
It's always better down the line
I'm in the wrong and I've done it all before

Using the guy's confusion as he placed the gun on top of the desk and hopelessly types in a attempt to stop the music.

And I wish I'd never been
And I know it's just a dream
Now I'm blind I can open my eyes

Nero decided to use this opportunity to slowly crawl from under the bed and slowly approach him with the razor at hand.

"Shit!" He angrily types on the computer while Nero slowly approached him from behind.

About to close the distance, Nero prepared to slice him from behind.

Can't stay awake
Burning alive
I cannot breathe this poison ai-

To Nero's misfortune, before he could close the distance completely, Paul grabbed the screen and tossed into the wall besides the door in rage. The moment he did though, he noticed Nero's presence.

"What th-" Before he could fully react to his presence, Nero sliced his cheek with the Razor. "AAAHHH!" Using the advantage, Nero actually dropped the Razor and decided to grab the gun. Unfortunately, Paul, with his cheek bleeding heavily from the cut that Nero made, grabbed Nero from behind the exact moment that he grabbed the gun and tossed him into the side, causing him to trip on the left leg of the bed, making him fall hard into the floor right besides the bed, accidentally dropping the gun as his foot hit the leg of the bed. The gun flew out of his hand into the other side of the ved. So Nero quickly tried to crawl through under bed to grab it.

"YOU FUCKING FREAK!" Paul however, was bloodthirsty at the moment, and grabbed Nero by the ankle and tried to pull him from under the bed. Nero actually fell a lot of pain on his ankle.

"FUCK YOU!" But Nero responded by kicking his face, right on the nose, with his other foot. Which made a loud crack as he did. It was enough for him to let go of his ankle.

The boy with white hair then quickly tried to crawl as fast as he could to grab the revolver. Once he reached the other side of the bed and grabbed the revolver with his left hand, however. Paul passed through above of the bed and grabbed Nero's left wrist before grabbing him by the hair. When he pulled his white hair hard, Nero accidentally squeezed the trigger and the revolver fired. The shot hit the wall in front of them. Paul then tried to reach for the revolver with the hand that was pulling Nero's hair, but the moment he let go of his head. The boy approached his pale face and bite Paul's forearm, hard. "AAGH!" Carving his teeth deep into the arm of his attacker, caused him to let go of his wrist, but the other hand was still grabbing on to the cylinder of the revolver. By pure instinct, Nero pulled the trigger once again. "AAAHH!" Once it fired, the bullet hit the wall in front of them once again, but it clearly burned his hand when the bullet came out of the revolver, as he let go of it in pain.

Nero used this opportunity to turn around in order to aim the revolver at him. But once he turned around to face him, Paul jumped off the bed and fell on him back right on top of Nero. His weight was overwhelming and the two scrambled to get off each other, with Nero trying to get off from underneath him while Paul was trying roll to trying grab the gun from him. The blood coming out of his cheek was falling on Nero's white hoodie and the two scramble on the floor, with Nero doing everything in his power to keep the revolver out of reach as he tries to get off from under him. Paul eventually managed to roll around to get better reach but that was a terrible mistake as it gave Nero the space to get off from under him, which he used to crawl away towards the door. But Paul grabbed both of Nero's legs this time and fell a lot of pain on his ankle once again, suspecting that he might have twisted or something. The boy was pulled hard by the legs and he tried to aim the revolver at him once again, but Paul was just too close now and grabbed Nero's wrist once again which caused him to fire the revolver up, with shot hitting the ceiling.

Paul then grabbed Nero by his hoodie, and his response to that. Was to punch his face , three times, right on the cut that he made earlier with the razor. "AAAAHHH!" Which caused the bleeding to get worse. Using the opportunity, Nero passed the revolver to his right hand and shot Paul right on the shoulder.

"AAAAAHHH!" Paul screamed in pain we the bulled pierced his shoulder, allowing Nero to break free from his grip and finally put some distance between the two of them by crawling away backwards.

Once he was far enough, Nero sat up pointed the revolver at him. "Game over, motherfucker!"

"AAAAHHHH!" All that he did, was grunt in pain while pressing the shoulder that Nero shot.

"Ouch!" Nero stood up from the floor with a lot of difficulty as his ankle really hurt. "Shit!" He complained while still aiming the revolver at him. "Where the fuck is the bathroom key?!"

He didn't got and an answer, Paul just grunted in pain.

"Fuck it." Nero decided to leave the room, limping his way out. But as he reached the door, he took a final look at the guy. Before he spit on him. "Asshole." The boy with white hair then walked out of the door and closed the door behind him.

The first thing he did once he was out of the room, was approach the bathroom door. "Jean, please stand as close as you can on the wall on the left and cover your ears." He spoke out loud for her.

"Nero! What happened?!" She asked him in deep worry.

"Jean... Please just do what I said..." His ankle really hurts and he needs to sit down.

"Okay, okay." She decided to obey him. "Done," The red head informed him. "But wh-"

Before Jean could ask him, Nero pointed the revolver right on the lock of the door and pulled the trigger.

"AAAHH!" Jean screamed as she was probably startled by the sound.

It worked though, and the bullet destroyed the lock of the door. Nero then pushed the door open, in order to let Jean out.

Jean quickly opened the rest of the door. "Nero, what-" His red head friend was about to question him, but her question was replaced by a gasp, covering her mouth in horror.

Nero looked down on his hoodie to see the reason for his friend's horror. The reason was the fact that his white hoodie, was now red. As there was blood all over it. The boy with white hair, only has one thing to say about it. "None of it is mine, if that's what you're worried about."

"Jesus Christ, Nero." Jean touched his face, clearly concerned. "What happened?"

"Ummm... Ahhhh..." The pain on his ankle got worse. And he had to place his hand on the wall for support.

"Hey," Despite the hoodie that was covered in blood, Jean didn't hesitate to approach and grab Nero's arm to give him support him. "Are you hurt?"

"Read my mind." He really didn't want to talk right now.

Jean apparently did just that, because she made a shocked expression, probably because she watched the fight through his perspective. "You probably twisted your ankle when you tripped on the bed." It was the first thing she spoke after seeing the fight.

"No shit..." Nero didn't say it to be rude, but it really hurted. "Oww..."

"Come on." Jean helped him.

Both the white haired boy and the red headed girl decided to make their way to the living room. Nero had to lean on Jean to walk, limping as they passed through the corridor and the kitchen until they arrived at the living room. Where Jean's family was tied up. How the fuck did he tied all of them up so quickly?" It was the first thing Nero thought once he saw them.

"Jean!" Jean's mother yelled.

"Oh my god, are you hurt?!" Her father desperately asked.

"No..." Jean replied as she helped Nero get to the couch.

The boy wearing a bloody hoodie sat on the couch and observed as Jean walked to untie her family. Both parents hugged her daughter as soon as they were free. "What happened?" Her father asked. "Where's Paul?"

"In your room." Jean answered him, but she didn't specify what he was doing there. But then Jean's sister, who was tied up as well, stood up after being untied by their mother. Once she was up however, Jean approached her and to everyone's surprise, slapped her in the face.

Holy shit! It was Nero's reaction as he widened his eyes in response.

"Jean!" Her mother instantly yell.

"What are you doing?!" Her father yelled.

Jean however, seemed to be enraged. "YOU GAVE HIM OUR ADDRESS DIDN'T YOU!?" It wasn't really a question, Jean was downright accusing her sister of doing it. Nero was genuinely frightened as he never saw her this angry.

Ironically, both of her parents didn't seem to be trying to contain Jean's rage or defending their other daughter. They seemed to want to hear her answer as well.

Jean's sister just stared at them, not really answering or denying the accusation.

Before anyone could say anything else, the sound of sirens were heard from outside.

And Nero Carnby only had one thing to say.

"Now?"

"Let me get this straight," After the police arrived at the Grey's home. They quickly arrested Paul and they also called ambulance due to the bullet, broken nose and deep cut that Nero gave him. A paramedic also inspected Nero to check the bruises that Jean tended and his twisted ankle. Currently however, he was still sitting down on the couch, with Jean sitting right besides him while they were being questioned by the Police. More specifically, by Mr. Stacy, who came mainly because Nero said his name when he called the Police. "You, somehow broke out of the bathroom, attacked a man twice your age with a razor, managed to grab the gun from him and shot him on the shoulder with it?"

Nero, who was holding Jean's hand, wearing only the T-shirt that he had underneath his hoodie because he was told to take it off by the paramedics. "As far as summaries go." He replied while leaning on the couch.

Jean's father was talking with the police and her brother and mother were in his room, and her sister was being cared by one of the paramedics due to several bruises on her face.

Mr. Stacy sighed. "Mr. Carnby, I need to ask, why do I repeatedly find you in these kind of situations?" Now that was a very good question.

"How the fuck should I know?" That was the only response that Nero had for that question. "No offense Mr. Stacy, but a I genuinely do not enjoy our encounters, not one bit." Since they usually occur after something bad happens.

"None taken," For Mr. Stacy, this is their second encounter, but to him, it's their third. "Mind telling me where did you get that?" He asked while pointing at the bandage in his arm. Which was the burn from the train.

"Ask Peter's uncle, he was there." Nero replied.

"So it was you on the train." Mr. Stacy got the implication.

"Yes, it was me." Nero decided to admitted. "Before you ask, I don't know how the fire started." "Literally, because I don't know how the hell did it came out of my mouth."

"Speaking of which, we need to talk later about you passing through the door." Jean mentioned. That's something that Nero planned to do it anyway, as Jean is the only person that he could share his frustrations regarding this random superpowers that keep appearing.

"That's a shame, honestly , that fire was very intense and it took the firefighters several hours to stop it from spreading." Mr. Stacy explained.

"Yeah," Nero was very ashamed of that. "Truth is, that fire was really abnormal." He decided to mention. "It was spreading way too quickly."

Before Mr. Stacy could speak. They heard a noise, which sounded like a phone ringing. He reached inside his coat and pulled out his phone. "Sorry, I have to take this." He informed them. "There was all I needed to ask, the orphanage that you live in has been informed of the incident and they'll sent someone to pick you up."

Oh boy, another fucking lecture. Nero thought in annoyance as he sees Mr. Stacy stand up and distance himself from them to answer his phone.

"What a day." Jean decided to comment.

"What a fucking day." Nero commented as well. He turned his head to look at Jean's eyes. "But I'm glad I was here to help you and your family." He told her with a smile.

Jean smiled back before placing her head on his shoulder. "Nero Carnby, you're my hero." She announced to him.

Nero responded by wrapping his arm around her. He hated to ruin the moment, but he had to say it. "Can't believe you slapped your sister."

"She deserved," Jean seemed to have no regrets. "You got hurt because of her."

"Umm... Partially," Nero decided to take responsibility. "My big mouth was the main cause of it, if we have to be honest."

"Your big mouth wouldn't have caused it, if he wasn't here to begin with, and that's all on her." She pointed out.

Nero decided not to press it further. Jean was probably right about her sister being responsible, being able to read minds does give you that advantage.

They sat there for five minutes, until Mr. Grey approached approached them. "Hey kids."

"It's good to see you Mr. Grey, despite the circumstances." Nero spoke to him.

"Likewise," He knelled down and tenderly touched Jean's shoulder. "There's no words to describe how grateful I am for what you did Nero."

Nero just gave him a sad smile. "I... Already lost a friend because of a bunch of assholes with guns." He misses FJ every day. "Couldn't let another asshole with gun take another one." He looked at Jean as he said that, who just looked at him with her green eyes.

"Dad, what's gonna happen now?" Jean asked her father.

Her father sighed. "Honestly, we gonna have to wait and see."

"Okay..." Jean didn't pressed further as her father was clearly upset.

"Sit tight, okay..." He kissed his daughter's forehead. "I'm gonna... Talk with your sister." Mr. Grey then stood and moved towards Jean's sister.

Leaving both Nero and Jean by themselves. But none them said anything else, they simply sat there, enjoying each other's presence.

Nero Carnby then looked at the window and observed the heavy rain.

Why do I have the feeling that things are about to get worse?

Sorry everyone for the horrendous delay, the shitty phone is really making my situation worse.

As always, Questions and Answers:

You should write in past tense instead. It will make it easier to read.

Blame my beta writer at the time.

great chapter

Thank you...

Interesting

Good to know.

Thanks for the chapter keep up the great work

Alright

loved seeing Flash get beaten up and the ending was so cool! can't wait for the next part

Flash might be on the receiving end of lots of beatings. Let's just say that, Jean's home life will become a little more complicated.