Omega Kid

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Chapter 49: A World Without

I hate hospitals! I have nothing against them, I mean the point is to help people and stuff, but it's just that claustrophobic feeling that one gets when they're forced to stay in and wait to be back at 100%. Except this time, how can I be 100% when I leave if everyone thinks I'm dead? How can they still think that? It's been almost a week now, and even now it's still all over the news. And of course I can't just come out and say he's not dead cause guess who they'd suspect.

The only thing I can really be thankful for though is that my close friends know I'm really alive and well…okay the well part is an exaggeration with the giant scar on my stomach, but I'm leaving today so that's worth something. Speaking of my friends, ever since my fight with Hellrider, whenever they're not with me, they're working with the newbies searching every street and alleyway they could to find him. However, he's just gone off the map; even the police are on the look out for him, and Omega Kid's body they suspect he took. I still get shudders thinking about that.

Then this whole Omega Kid being dead scenario brings up something else, when I do get better, of course waiting a few days or so, do I continue being Omega Kid? I always believe the only way out for a superhero is when they die (hopefully of old age or natural causes), but since technically according to the press I am dead, I can retire if I want no sweat…and the thing is I'm considering it.

I know that sounds crazy for me to say, but I doubt I'm ever going to get a better chance. That Hellrider fight just proved I'm mortal, my next fight I might not get so lucky. It felt like I really did die back there, it scares me to the point of crying. Jenna was freaking out about me apparently, and she doesn't even know about my alter-ego, I don't want to scare her like that again. And the others as well, what would they do without me? And Rachael…I don't even want to start. ''You okay?'' Speaking of which, she was my only visitor at the moment. Ten at night, Jenna's working at Comic City, and the others are out searching for you-know-who.

''Yeah I'm good,'' I replied sitting up straight on my bed; she sat on the end rubbing my hair gently and kissing me on the forehead. ''Didn't even think visitors were allowed this late?'' I pointed out.

''They're not, I bribed the doctor so I could stay an hour longer.''

''You what?''

''Relax, it was only £15.''

''£15? I knew we were in a recession but jeez that's sad for a doctor.'' I joked making her laugh. I know this is probably a cliché, but hearing her laugh made me feel that little bit better. But right now, it couldn't cover the thoughts running through my head at the moment. ''How you been anyway?''

''Good, been trying to find a temporary replacement for you with the student counsellors, that's failed. And then you missed the most boring philosophy lesson ever, I felt like I was going to explode. I probably did,'' I smiled lightly at that, Philosophy although interesting can be boring if you have a bad teacher. ''How have you been?'' She asked me.

''Same old, same old. Bullet through the arm, scratch across my back, damaged ear drums, and now a scar on my stomach to show. Just a regular day at the office.''

She twisted my nose playfully, but still enough to make me yelp a little. ''I meant how have you been while in here?''

''Well…'' I started but wasn't really sure how to continue, I have a pretty good feeling I know what Rachael would say if I asked her, but I might as well anyway. ''I've been thinking, with everyone thinking that Omega Kid is dead…should I let people carry on believing he's dead?''

She looked at me puzzled for a second before realising what I meant. ''You're quitting?''

''No, I mean I haven't decided yet, I'm just not sure I'm ever going to get a better chance to leave all this and live a normal life.''

''A normal life? Thomas that's just stuff characters say in movies, no one in the world has a normal life because everyone is different. So tell me what your description of a normal life is?''

''Umm…going to school…''

''You already do that!'' She cuts in.

''Okay well hanging out with my friends and…''

''Do that too!''

''Yeah but during life or death situations with thugs and super villains, that's not exactly what everyone else does.''

''Your right, you know what everyone else does? They go to school and hang out with friends and wish to have a normal life because they think that theirs isn't normal either, take me for example. There were…things I wanted to do when I was little but I couldn't because of my condition. There are just some things out of our grasp, but a normal life is what your life is. Yours has always been about helping people, you did that before you became Omega Kid with saving my cousin from Jason and helping Megan over William's death. If you actually did stop being Omega Kid, would you never help people again?''

''No but…''

''Exactly!'' She interrupts once more. ''This is your normal life, it just has a few extraordinary moments sugar-coated over the normal situations all teenagers have.''

I had to smile at the little speech she made. ''Is this little speech punishment for me leaving you to attend the school counsellor meetings on your own?''

''Damn straight!'' She said. ''Look, I can't tell you what you can or can't do for something like this. Whether you want to be Omega Kid again is your choice.''

''But I want to include you into this, as well as the others. How do you feel when I go on patrol every night?''

''Like anyone would with someone they cared about, I wait and pray and worry.''

''Exactly! I hate putting you in that situation…''

''Oh so you think you put me in that situation. Remember, you told me about you being Omega Kid before we started going out!''

''Only because you saved my life from the Ripper, and we went out like a day after you found out!''

''Point being, I chose this. I could have easily said no I don't want to go through this pressure, but I do and you know why?'' I shook my head curious to know her answer. ''Because of you, God knows how many lives you've saved…''

''64!'' I interjected surprising her. ''I keep count.''

''Okay, God and you knows how many lives you've saved. I'm being serious here when I think you're a one in a million person that puts your life before others, trying to make the world a better place. How can I not be apart of that?''

Finding it hard to make a come back, I just look at her and smile. ''You're really putting your talking skills to good use.''

''Well if you can walk the walk, I can talk the talk.''

''Speaking of which I want to talk to the others first, see what they think.''

She nodded understanding what I wanted. ''In the end I'm going to support you with whatever decision you make,'' She moves up slowly and kisses me on the lips, full of care and support. Afterwards she pulls back. ''After all that something occurred to me, how would you react if I was a superhero?''

If this were one of those movies, I would have had a drink in my mouth and spat it right back out the instant she would have said that. ''Why would you ask that?''

''Just wanted to know.'' She responds as if it's nothing.

''But you've always made these little hints, should I be worried?''

''Relax, we both know me being as fit as I am, I don't have what it takes. Just wanted to know your opinion!''

Like I've probably mentioned before, I don't hate the idea of Rachael ever being a superhero, but like she's just said it will never happen not to mention the fact it scares me. ''Well…I don't know, interesting.''

''Interesting? Okay, I can live with that.'' She teased.

Next day I was finally out, and if I go through with this retirement plan, it would most likely be the last time I'll be walking out of a hospital with a bandage or stitches. And with me being out late during a week day, I hate the whole day to myself…yeah, all by myself, just when I needed people to talk to. But I can wait for school to finish and talk to them about it.

Still can't believe how Rachael took the idea last night, I would have thought she'd be all for the idea of me not going head first into danger anymore. But it sounded like she was more for the idea of me continuing with the danger if I wanted to. Of course I didn't want to be in life threatening danger, but hey, I'm a real-life superhero that's just what happens. Not to mention the fact I've been going on with this for over a year, it feels a lot longer and it's become a normal life for me, can I really walk away from this?

It was good to be up and walking around the streets again, getting that crowded feeling back into your system and checking in the sights. But there was something else different; it just didn't feel right, like I was carrying a heavy burden on my shoulders, more so than usual. I noticed a newsstand nearby, newspapers and magazines all about Omega Kid. How he's changed the city, how he's brought the idea of real-life superheroes over from the states when no one else would.

There was going to be a documentary telling the story of my rise to fame. Another talking about who the kid behind the mask was, including the time I was suspected. Oh man, I'm actually dreading when I go back into school tomorrow and bumping into Kevin, the guy's probably bawling his eyes out right now. Needing some fresh air I stopped by a spot near the River Thames in the evening.

It's ironic; this was the exact same spot almost a year ago when Alex and Steph stopped me from throwing my costume into the river, I don't think I've ever thanked them properly for stopping me. Who knows what would have happened if I did get away with it and quit then. It was at that moment I got a text message from them asking if I was out of the hospital yet, I replied yes and told them where I was. Just over half an hour later, the dynamic duo approached.

''Well come on let's see it!'' Alex said immediately. Keeping them happy, I lifted up my shirt enough for them to see the scar. ''Not as good as mine!''

''You got yours on the arm, mine was full on in the stomach!''

''It just doesn't look as epic.'' Alex mumbled. I didn't bother arguing with him.

''So what you been up too?'' Steph asked me.

''Nothing, just been walking around all day. I've just realised how much the city really does miss Omega Kid.''

''Yeah well just wait until they see him return from the grave!'' Alex said dramatically as the brothers high-fived and chanted for a bit, but soon stopped when they saw I wasn't in the same mood. ''You alright?''

''I've been thinking, with everyone thinking I'm dead. It'll be a lot easier to walk away from this.''

The two looked at each other and back at me, their faces emotionless and their mouths wide enough to catch flies. Finally Alex got the words out of his mouth. ''Are you giving up?''

''Not giving up, I just…feel…this would be the chance to just…okay yes it is giving up but I haven't decided yet. I want to know what you guys think!''

Surprisingly Alex didn't answer straight away; instead that duty fell to the little brother of the group. ''You can't give up! You're the one who started all this and you're going to let Hellrider get away with this. And there's still Toxin and Douglas to find, and also there's Hunter. And also there's this Victor guy Donavan warned us about, and then…then…then there's also…'' Before he could carry on with his rant, Alex slapped him across the back of the head as always, which surprised me as I thought he would agree with Steph about all this. ''What was that for?'' Steph asked bitterly.

''Because you're being stupid as usual! He's right, he's not going to have a better chance to walk away from this!''

''What? You want him to walk away from this?''

''If he wants to then yes!''

''What?'' Steph and I both gasped at the same time. Out of all the people, Alex was the last person I suspected of allowing me to go through with this idea.

''Look at that!'' He pointed towards my stomach. ''He could have died, our best friend since we were born! And I think that we know Thomas enough to be sure he's thought about this for a while now, and he wouldn't suggest it unless it was the only option. Sure I would love it if he carried on being Omega Kid, but if he wants to quit now before he really is killed then okay. I'm not going to stop him, the only one who can is himself!''

Steph was probably just as baffled as I was at the moment, for so long Alex has always been the most enthusiastic about being a superhero since he started this whole thing, I imagined that he'd want us to continue with this till old age even. Yet here he was, saying it was okay if I wanted to end it, he really did care. I smiled at him. ''You're only in a good mood cause you just saw the Avengers trailer right?''

''It was an awesome trailer,'' He pointed out. ''And of course, Megan suggested I should show my more caring side more often if I want to win Chloe's heart or something like that.''

''I think it works.'' I said.

''I don't, who are you and what have you done with my brother?'' Steph hissed sarcastically.

Alex chuckled lightly then turned his attention back to me. ''All I'm trying to say is…I'm okay with it, if you want to finish up. It's your choice, besides I think we're good enough to handle ourselves.'' He teased.

''Alex!'' Steph called out while reading a text from his phone. ''Crystal wants us back home!''

''What does she think we did now?'' Alex moaned.

''Apparently you took some of her allowance!''

''Her parents are frickin millionaires; I didn't think she'd missed a twenty! Anyway, we best be off then, catch you later!'' They both patted me on the back and took off, leaving me to wrap up what I just heard. So Alex was okay about this, okay he's only doing it to help with the…oh crap Chloe!

''Hey Alex, I forgot to say!'' I called out but the two were already too far-gone to hear me. ''Chloe likes you.''

It wouldn't be the best option to tell Alex over the phone or Facebook about what Chloe told me last week, I'd have no clue how he would react, and this is the sort of stuff you really should tell someone face to face. So the rest of the day went by without any more events, went to bed early, resting up the wound because the others won't allow me to patrol like this.

And because it was one of those rare occasions were I would actually get to bed on time, I woke up earlier than necessary. Jenna was still resting up from a late shift, so with a few hours to kill…really shouldn't say stuff like that, I decided to head to League HQ to see who else I could talk to about this me quitting scenario.

As usual the Men of Shadow stood guard (do they even have personal lives or are they robots?) as I made my way inside and into the main area, all there was were Hood practicing his archery skills more, like he really needs to. And Big Bob working hard against a punching bag, the gentle giant was the first to notice me. ''Hey, how you d-doing?'' He stuttered.

''Feeling much better, anyone else here?'' I asked.

''Well it's six in the morning, how many people were you expecting to turn up?'' Hood mocked as he got another perfect shot at the target.

''Just checking, what about D? She's normally here early.''

''D?'' Hood questioned.

''Diandra, Emeraldian, that's her nickname!'' I told him.

''Funny I've never heard anyone else call her that before.'' He said while giving me this teasing smile as if he was suggesting something.

''What?''

He just shook his head and went about with what he was doing, showing off with his bow and arrow and making the rest of us look bad, I'd say Stella would be the closest but even she's in a few leagues below him. Big Bob then tapped me on the shoulder. ''I t-think that Diandra r-really likes you.''

I gulped loud enough for Hood to hear and turn to me with smile still plastered on his face. ''You certainly have a way with the ladies my friend, better than I did.'' He praised me, or at least attempted to.

''But…but…no she can't like me!''

''Why not?'' Big Bob asked.

''I already have someone, I never mentioned anything because we were still getting to trust each other as a team, and I didn't think she would be interested in me. What is it about me that's interesting?''

Big Bob shrugged his shoulders, either he didn't know or was too shy to tell me the truth. Hood on the other hand, didn't have that problem. ''See Thomas, you're a teenager living in London. It's tough, a lot tougher now then when I was a teenager, and boys in London are always distinguished by one bit of their personality. Me, that I was interested in both sexes. And you, you're too nice!''

''What do you mean too nice?''

''You're almost unreal. You care about anyone you consider a friend, care to the point of getting yourself beaten up for them all the time. You know that old saying? Nice guys finish last? That's a load of crap. Nice guys are the ones that get the girl!''

''Exactly, I've already got the girl.''

''Well you need to tell Diandra that.''

''I'm trying to! But every time I try something else comes up. Like right now, because I sort of had an epiphany in the hospital.''

''You saw God?'' Big Bob gasped.

''What? No, I didn't see God. I'm…I'm thinking about…about quitting as Omega Kid.''

Big Bob looked at me like I was a ghost or something supernatural, surprisingly Hood's expression didn't change all that much, almost as if he saw it coming. He looked back at his target board, quickly reloaded and firing another perfect shot before lowering his bow slowly. ''You're thinking about it?''

''Yeah I haven't decided yet.''

''I-I-Is it b-because of t-t-that?'' Big Bob pointed to my stomach wound.

''Partly that,'' I answered as truthfully as I could. ''I just wanted to get your opinions.''

''Does it matter what we say?'' Hood asked rhetorically. ''It's your decision!''

''Yeah but I just want to know, what would you do if you were in the same position?''

Hood remained silent for a moment or so, really considering what I just asked him. He turned to me, a serious and tired look on his face. ''I'd quit.''

''You would?''

''Why do you think I took so long finally putting on the hood? Because I was still young! I wanted to finish school, go to college and university, get a decent job and just see how it goes. But…things don't always work out as you plan them. I never got to college, but I still waited for the right moment. And I'm glad I did, I think the pressure would have really got to me if I was a superhero during my school years.''

''I'm not going to argue there.'' I whispered, I've been there before.

''I just think,'' Hood continued. ''The wiser option would be to quit now, and just sort everything else out first. Get your life on track, who knows? Maybe a few years from now you can carry on.''

''Would I still be good after all those years?'' I asked. Neither of them answered me, not really sure what the proper answer is, if there even was one. If I quit now, can I come back to it?

Unfortunately, I had to get ready for school before Diandra got to HQ and talk to her about this liking me issue, she's really nice and I don't want to hurt her, but better than leading her on thinking I'm single and it's okay to have something…whoa now I must really be jumping on the band wagon here, she just likes me. Not a lot, not enough to start dating, right?

Already I'm getting signs that school is going to be quite a day as I walk down the hallways to see banners saying 'R.I.P Omega Kid! Legend'. Sickness feeling returning, it's like one of those campy supernatural TV shows where the character attends his own funeral or something like that. Bet you Kevin's got shrines in every room of this school…

''WILL YOU TAKE THOSE THINGS DOWN!'' I heard Kevin's voice boom throughout the hallways, and could eventually see him running through the crowd, jumping up and attempting to tear down every single banner there was and scrunch them up in his hand. He finally saw me and ran towards me. ''Hey Tom, glad to see you out of hospital. You mind helping me dispose of these?'' He doesn't even give me a chance before dropping a whole pile of Omega Kid memorial items on me including the banners, badges, drawings, flowers and more.

''What's going on?'' I asked finally finding the room to move my head and talk to him. ''Why are you of all people taking down this stuff!''

''Well why respect someone who's not even dead?'' Kevin said in a duh-like tone. I was actually worried for a second that he knew about me until he continued. ''See, it's just all part of Omega Kid's plan, he wants people to think he's dead. So when that whack-job who messed with him comes back out...BOOM! He'll have him right where he wants him. And you'll be hearing that guy cry for help as Omega Kid grabs his scrotum, and rips it off before sticking it back up his…''

''Ah lovely imagery there Kev!'' I cut in before it got too disturbing. ''But I need to be at the counsellor desk before my next lesson, so sorry.''

''For what?'' He asked and I gave him the answer by pilling all the memorial items back into his hands, the weight enough to make him collapse and land flat on his back. I would help him up, but I was really running late, and I was also afraid of what else he would say Omega Kid would do to his 'murderer'.

I finally made it at my desk before bumping into anyone else. My desk? Wow, sounds really professional. Anyway, first ten minutes or so I was just sitting bored as usual. Still just Chloe as my only person I've talked to, wait until I find Alex and tell him about it. He'd probably be training for the football team more than for the League once I do.

''Hey,'' A voice called out. I looked up and spotted Megan. ''You have a minute?'' Her voice sounded broken and I could tell from the dry water under her eyes she's been crying.

''Yeah sure what's up?'' I asked as she walked in and sat down on the chair next to my desk. ''Something wrong?''

''Well nothing too serious, it was just a little…I mean someone thought it was a little, but I didn't…I mean I did, well until more people came and…''

''Whoa, whoa, slow down, what happened?''

She took a moment to calm down, her breathing was ragged and sounded dried out. She must have been crying a lot so this was defiantly not a little thing like she said. ''You know Ashley Beckon? Well I was in her class. I was just minding my own business, our teacher had gone out to get some stuff for the next lesson. And then Ashley and her friends marched over to me…''

''They didn't hurt you did they?'' I asked worried now.

''They didn't hit me if that's what you're asking, but they…they started talking about Stella, saying how she use to be one of the cool girls until I…I corrupted her.''

''Corrupted her?''

She nodded and the tears looked like they were returning as she went on. ''I just told her I didn't do anything we just fell in love, and then she started calling me names like queer and fag! And I just ran out of the class, I must have looked a right idiot…''

''No, they are the idiots! How could they? I mean everyone knows you've been going out for weeks and they only start up now?'' She started sobbing again and looked at me giving me the impression that it wasn't the first time this has happened. ''Who else?'' I asked.

''Everyone,'' She whispered. ''No one has ever said a thing to Stella because she's still popular with them, but I'm no one. They can pick on me all they like and no one will notice. The girls think that I have some kind of disease that I passed onto Stella and might effect them, and all the guys are jealous of me thinking that I just made them lose…lose…they think of her as a bag of meat when she's not, she's a person!''

''And you know that! They're just stupid! Disease? What the hell, this stuff should have been sorted out years ago!'' I ranted but was drawn back into the reality that I need to talk to her about this, accusing her tormentors like this wasn't helping. Then an idea came to me from my conversation with Hood earlier. ''Maybe you need someone else to talk to about this, someone who's been through this before.''

''Like who?''

''Hood, I think he's mentioned he's been through things like this before. Stella and I could probably talk to him to see if he could talk to you. You remember that saying, sticks and stones?''

''Yeah, that's a lie, words hurt more.''

''Only if you let them. And trust me when I say sticks and stones aren't the only things that can break your bones,'' I half-attempted to joke, at least she laughed a little with it. ''They're in the wrong for saying stuff like that; there's nothing wrong with what you and Stella have. You should have told us about this before, why didn't you?''

''You had other things to worry about.''

''So? If you're ever in trouble you just need to say, and I think I can speak for the rest when we say we'll put whatever else there is aside and help you out. Just think, years from now, people like Ashley will see you all over the news when you become a top singer and be like, oh man I use to bully that person and yet they've done better than me.''

She chuckled lightly again even though that one wasn't really a joke, I think she has what it takes to be a famous singer. She leans over and hugs me tightly and I do the same. ''I don't know where I'd be right now without you.'' She whispers.

''You have all that confidence and talent already inside you, I just steered you in the right direction, you did the rest,'' We pulled apart. ''You've just got to stand up to them. So they say you're going out with Stella, just say yeah and that you're proud. If she tries to taunt you again, just mock her English that she flopped in last year.''

''Thanks, you're really getting the hang of this counsellor job.''

''Well you've only been my second talker.''

''Who was the first?''

''Chloe…oh yeah, listen to this. You've been helping Alex get his confidence to talk to Chloe, guess what! Chloe came here the week before, and practically told me she's into him. Just wait until he hears…''

''You can't tell him!'' She gets out quickly.

''Wait I can't? Why? He'd be thrilled to hear this!''

''No he won't,'' She argues leaving me baffled. ''If he knows that Chloe's into him, he'll freak out more!''

''How?''

''He's trying to get things right as it is, if he knows Chloe does want him. He'll be panicking that he won't live up to her standards, and he'll rush in trying to ask her out and make himself look like an idiot…again no offense to him.''

''Oh come on, that won't happen!'' I said but the look she gave me said otherwise. ''Will he?''

''Trust me, it's sometimes better for some people when they don't know the other person is into them. If Stella asked me out first, I probably would have died of shock. What would you have done if Rachael said she liked you first?''

''Me? I would have…um…freaked out and try to…''

''Act like someone you're not! Which is what you should never do when you're trying to get with someone.'' She finished. And Megan stakes the counsellor.

''Aren't I the one that's supposed to be giving advice?''

''Hey, when your girlfriend is the brains of a superhero group, some of that knowledge rubs off on you,'' She smiled but then quickly coiled up and blushed. ''I mean rubs off as in intellectually, not that kind of rubbing, I mean…''

I had to laugh when I realised what she just got all shy about. ''Don't worry, I know what you meant.''

Rest of the day went by uneventful, I never got the chance to ask Megan or Stella about my quit Omega Kid proposal, but they'd be a chance at HQ tonight to ask them as well as the others. As for Donavan, don't really care what he says, he keeps us in the dark all the time, I can do the same to him. And Stella would be out tonight with her fake 'date!', so sneaking out won't be a problem. Yes she's still going on non-dates with this guy, but I reckon any day know she'll stop and say…

''Thomas, can you come in the kitchen please!'' She called out to me. Not what I was thinking. I head back down the stairs and into the kitchen…almost jumping out of my skin when I notice that she's not alone.

''Who's this?'' I asked without hesitation.

''Thomas, this is Toby!'' Jenna greets me to some guy in his mid-20, long brown hair. Rosy cheeks and puppy brown eyes wearing some black punk attire.

He approaches me and holds out his hand. ''So you're the infamous Thomas! Nice to meet you.''

''Uh-huh,'' I mumble as I shake his hand without even thinking. I lean over his shoulder and face Jenna. ''How come he's in our house? How come he's in our kitchen?''

''Toby was taking me out again tonight, and he kept insisting to finally meet you face to face. Thomas have you seen my ear rings?''

''They're upstairs,'' I answer. ''Can we also have a talk upstairs?'' Jenna rolled her eyes in annoyance at me, knowing what the talk was going to be about. She walks over to Toby and pecks him on the lips…they kissed? There's some guy I've only just met kissing my sister in the kitchen! After that, Jenna dragged me upstairs to her room so I could help her find her ear rings, and when the door was closed I let it rip. ''What the hell was that downstairs?''

''What? You and Rachael have kissed before.''

''Because that's what boyfriend and girlfriends do!''

''Yeah and we're the same.'' She replied leaving me gobsmacked.

''You two are…you two are…since when?''

''The night before you were attacked, but I didn't want to tell you in the hospital because I knew this is how you would react.''

''And with good reason! You said they weren't official dates! You said he wasn't your boyfriend!''

''It wasn't like that before, but after a few dinners together I've realised how sweet he is. He's funny and charming, you know he works as a bank accountant.''

''You see, that's an omen right there! You were held hostage in a bank once!''

''Omen showmen!'' She teased. At last she found her ear rings, knew I should have hid them somewhere better. ''Look, I know this is bit of a shock for you…''

''I'll say!''

She ignored me and continued. ''But I really think we have something, can you just not be such an overprotective brother for me when he's around. I promise he's really nice, and you'll like him!''

I bit my lip in frustration, wanting to say something else but it just wouldn't come out when I saw the pleading on Jenna's face. I sighed, showing that I've given in. ''Fine, but I won't like it. And remember to warn him, if he so much as looks at you in the wrong way…''

''I've already told him about you!'' She cut in before I got into the detail, so this is what Kevin feels like when he meets Omega Kid haters? She kissed my forehead. ''Give him a chance you might learn more about each other,'' Yeah, that'll be the day pigs fly. I walk out of her room and into my, slouching on my bed. She giggles and stands at the doorway. ''Someone's in a grouchy mood.''

''Yeah that's what happens when you've just survived a swor…knife attack!'' I quickly fixed that sentence before she caught on. ''Besides, I've had a long day.''

''Would have thought you would feel better with that new superhero on the news!''

If I were a rabbit, my ears would have shot up, so instead my whole body did instead. ''What new superhero?''

''You haven't seen it? It's all over the news! Anyway Toby's calling me, got to go, I'll be back around two, good night.'' Once she left the room, and I could hear the front door close, I quickly reached for my laptop and plugged in.

''Come on, come on, come on!'' I begged waiting for it to connect to YouTube! After a while, it finally did I searched the latest news. Maybe it was just a false alarm, just some wannabe who has no formal training who wants to look for his five minutes of fame…yeah, like I ever get that lucky. I saw the headline, making my heart skip a beat or two, 'New Superhero catches top European drug-dealer!'

I clicked on the video and watched…

This was a repeat of a news report in the morning, Amanda Linea stood outside of a workhouse that was surrounded with police and other news reporters; you could even see the drugs being loaded into the back of the police truck in the back ground, and stray weapons that were found in the area. But the thing that really stood out was the superhero standing next to said news reporter.

''London Tonight, it is here where one of the most sought after drug dealers Ahmed Mugnabe, was finally arrested by police after his dirty business was found out and thwarted by a new superhero standing here next to me. So how did you come across this operation?'' She asked the superhero.

She was a girl, looked to be 18 or 19. Wearing a light blue jump suit with a dark blue streak going across the centre, and white stripes surrounding it. She must have been wearing contact lenses, because her pupils were red and had those black Naruto symbols on them. She answered Amanda's question. ''Well I've been hearing stuff from the people around the areas about how they keep seeing these people in hoods always pulling up in vans without logos or even license plates. I knew this place was abandoned so I came here one night and saw what they had going on. So last night, I found the police telling them what was going on, but not before going in and giving them a piece of me first!''

''Were you scared?'' Amanda asked.

''No doubt I was, but I had to stop what they were doing either way. They had weapons, they would have annihilated the police if they arrived and the druggies were ready for them.''

''Well you were very brave for doing that and…''

''Can I say something?'' The superhero asked. Amanda nodded, and so she turned to the camera. ''This is a message to all those coc…am I not allowed to swear at the camera?'' She asked before continuing. ''Those dicksuckers out there that think they can mess with people. Just because Omega Kid is gone doesn't mean the other superheroes of Britain have stopped believing in making the world a better place. I am going to do whatever it takes to bring order back into this city, the people need a hero to give them hope, and I promise to be that hero. And in respect to my idol Omega, bless his soul, I will honour his name by making it my own…Omega Girl!''

This is insane! This girl believing me to be dead has actually put on a mask and costume of her own…mine! What is it with superheroes wanting to copy me? I really need to think about getting a lawyer. How many times have other superheroes been inspired by me and then turn out to be killers or psychopaths? I don't want a repeat of Omega Man again; I need to find out more about this Omega Girl, looks like HQ was going to be very eventful in deed.

To Be Continued…