A/N: For some reason I feel as if its been awhile since I last updated. Though it was only a week ago. Oh well. So, yay! NEW CHAPTER! As well as our first hero will be shown! Forgive me, if I explained or did something wrong with your character! Do not be afraid to! Also, I will be splitting each new character we meet in two parts. This is obviously the first part, so I hope you enjoy! You know what you should do? Press that little button on the bottom that says reviews and write me your opinion! It will be gladly appreciated! This is the hero's side of the story. Make sure you also read the Villain's side that's being written by KoltonBlaze! Let's get on with the story!

Going through Portal's black holes was like free falling from the sky. Your stomach clenches so tight it feels as if it were about to burst. The air blows in your face, and you can't help but close your eyes shut. The only difference is that's its darker, no blue sky in sight, and you never know where you're going to fall. You just continue to plummet in the until you reach the destination...

Or in this case, a dumpster. Apparition's screams echoed within the portal as she fell face-first into the large dumpster. The smell of rotten milk and eggs made her gag. Apparition reached up and grabbed the edge of the dumpster, which helped steady herself. She brushed off the dirty tissues and removed the banana peel on her head. Just as she was about to jump out of the dumpster, she was pushed back inside as something fell on top of her.

No, not something. Rather someone.

Apparition let a pained groan escape her lips. She'll definitely be sore by the next hour. The weight shifted off of her, and she spit out a chicken bone that had somehow found its way into her mouth. "Gross," Apparition mumbled to herself, pushing herself up off the garbage she was laying in.

"Sorry about that." Portal replied, removing the banana peel that sat on top of her head. She could've sworn she felt the rush of heat pool around her cheeks. Of course that's impossible. In this form, she no longer had any body heat.

Shaking her head, Apparition turned away from Portal's gave and took in the area. It seems that they had been transported an abandoned alleyway.

"Where are we?" Apparition controlled the urge to float out of the dumpster, and, instead, grabbed the edge and jumped out, landing on her feet effortlessly. Portal followed in suit, falling in-step with her as they neared the exit of the alley. Apparition paused to put up her hood, covering as much of her hair as possible. A 15 year old girl with silver-white hair, surely, will strike people as odd, especially alerting those who are in search of people like her. Her eyes, however, would be a dead giveaway. So as long as she made no eye contact, she was good.

Apparition unconsciously pulled down her hood lower. No eye contact, no cops. Simple as that, right? Approaching the end of the alley, Apparition saw they were in a busy city. People were either walking or pushing their way hurriedly through the crowd. Cars drove by honking their horns, and towering buildings loomed in front of them. Carefully, they let themselves be pulled into the current of jostling people, blending in with the other unsuspecting civilians.

Portal stopped in front of a news stand, staring at a newspaper on one of the stands. "That's odd. I wonder why I sent us here." Apparition tilted her head to the side in a confused manner.

"What were you thinking about when you summoned the black hole?" Portal creased his eyebrows, a look he usually had on when he went deep in thought.

"Just some place with many people and good hiding spots." Apparition glanced at the newspaper, the name of their location in big, bold letters.

"Out of all the places," Apparition let out a small chuckle, "Denver?"

"Hey, move it kid!" Brawler flinched when someone pushed past him. He's been doing that a lot lately. Ever since he's started this hero gig, he's been on high-alert. And when you're on high alert, you tend to become paranoid.

It's not that he's afraid of getting caught- no, the cops are too stupid to figure out what's the difference between a human and a meta- but he can't help but feel something bad's about to happen. Or maybe just the opposite. Either way, he can't help but glance around at his surroundings every three seconds, looking for some type of- of what? Even he doesn't know. Is he supposed to look for danger? Or is danger suppose to look for him? He doubts a neon sign is going to pop up in front of him to show him where to go.

Brawler sighs, shoving his hands in his pocket and continues to walk with the crowd. He shouldn't be stressing himself too much. It'll just activate his powers unconsciously, and, God knows, he doesn't want that to happen.

"Come on, sweetheart, don't you want to come with me and my boys?" A man, who looked like he was in his late twenties, sneered at a hooded figure they were cornering. There were three men (including the first who spoke) surrounding the hooded girl (which he assumed to be since she was just called sweetheart). It was hard to see the girl's face and features seeing as her black hooded-cape seemed to cover most of her face and body.

The girl stayed silent, probably thinking of a way to get out of the predicament she's been put in.

"Come, doll-face, we'll have some fun." Brawler had a feeling the girl was scowling in disgust, either because of the fact he called her doll-face or old people are hitting on her. If he was in her position, he would feel both. Her hands were trembling, clenched into fists as if ready to take a swing.

"You don't know who you're messing with." Her voice soft, but loud enough for him to hear. And, if Brawler was mistaken, he could hear a twinge of fear for her voice. Brawler took a deep breath and let it go. Time to make his heroic appearance...

Stupid, stupid, stupid. Apparition cursed in her head. She really should have stayed with Portal at that library. That way she could have avoided this situation. But no- she had to become conscious of her appearance. She couldn't help it: people were freaking staring at her. Sure, she could've put up an illusion (ghosts are good at that), but she needed to save up her energy. Until they get those files printed, Portal and Apparition were stuck here in Denver. The staring had freaked her out till no end, so she decided to wait outside the library.

Big mistake. Three middle-aged guys decided that it was alright to talk to her. Of course, she ignored them as much as possible, keeping answers to a one word minimum. Apparition's hands clenched and unclenched at her sides, forcing herself to not use her powers in public. Soon, Apparition found herself in an alleyway by the library, cornered and very vulnerable.

"Come on, sweetheart, don't you want to come with me and my boys?" Apparition crinkled her nose in disgust. This guy's breath smells worse than the dumpster she fell in. She stood her ground, but continued to stay silent. There's no way she's going to let them 'have their way' with her. Now how to get out of here without her powers? She could kick one of them in their holy place and make a run for it. No, they would expect that. A weapon? None that she can see from her place. Ask politely? Oh yeah, they would so let her leave. Right after they tie her up and put her in their white van.

Think of something, genius! She could call out for Portal, but that would just make a scene and attract attention. She doubts Portal would be able to hear her from inside the library.

"Come, doll-face, we'll have some fun." Ew. Apparition scowled at that statement. Just... Ew. Old people have to come to terms with their lives. They're old, get over it. Hitting on a teenager won't make them any younger! And doll-face? Apparition's face twisted in pure disgust. This is worse than falling in a dumpster. Apparition thought to herself.

"You don't know who you're messing with." Her voice, soft as usual, had deceived her. It wavered, making it sound as if she were scared, which was the exact opposite. She was angry- furious, even.

As she was about to give the guy a full-blown punch, someone had tapped the middle guy's shoulder. "Do you mind? I'm in the middle of-" He didn't even get to finish, for he was interrupted with a punch that sent him sprawling to the ground, unconscious.

"Why you little-!" The second guy rushed at the masked-stranger, only to be hit in the face. It was then that Apparition noticed the strangeness of the masked-person's punches. He was punching- obviously- but his fist doesn't make contact with the person's face. Instead, it's like a small force punching the pathetic losers.

Apparition narrowed her eyes. The masked-stranger was tall (towering her almost) and a bit on the skinny side with his lean muscles and long limbs. He had pale skin (though not as pale as she was) and was wearing cargo pants, work boots and gloves, a hooded sweater, a bandana and a dive mask, which hid his most of his face.

A metahuman? Does he know he's risking everything by just fighting these jerks? Is he a good guy or a bad guy? She couldn't help ask herself that last question. Obviously, since he was basically saving her, but looks can be deceiving. She should alert Portal of this. Making sure the masked-stranger and the old guys were too preoccupied to notice her, she turned invisible, walking through the wall as she did.

Brawler clapped his hands together as watching the two figures retreat, plus one that was being dragged. The two decided to make a break for it, dragging their leader with them. He turned to make sure the girl was okay. "Are you okay-" Brawler blinked. There was nothing but an empty space where the girl was just standing a few minutes ago. "Where did she go?" He muttered to himself. A sudden wave of panic flowed through him. Did she notice him using his powers? What if she went to the cops? The cops could be at coming at this spot any second now!

Brawler cursed and took his mask off, not before checking to make sure no one was looking, of course. Brawler took a deep breath, trying to calm his fast-beating heart. He shouldn't panic. Who knows, she could've just took the chance to escape. There's no way she saw him using his powers...

Still, he couldn't shake off the feeling that there's more to that girl than meets the eye. Putting his mask in his pocket, along with his bandana, he made his way out of the alleyway. One thought clouded his mind as he walked toward the direction of his friend's home.

Who was that girl?