Hello to the few who actually read this story! I'm going to tell you that my exams start the 4th of December and I probably will not update until the 17th because of those exams. And now that's out of the way, I'll reply to the review and you can read the chapter.

BTRlover1122: Me too... I really want to know more about her... anyway, we'll see where the dagger is and I don't think Oliver's dad abuses him. Personally, I imagine his dad is honest and kind and doesn't want his son end up with the wrong people (aka Kaz and his family) and tries to protect him. Plus, he might act strict because he wants Oliver to do the right thing. And thanks for the review!

Enjoy!

-Writer207

Last night:

"Oliver, please sit down." Charles Pyne said, and Oliver did as his father asked and sat on the couch, while his dad remained standing. Charles looked down upon his son, who obviously would rather be with his friend right now. But there comes a time a father needed to protect his son from a danger the young son could never see coming.

"First of all, I want you to know that all I want is the best for you." Oliver looked up.

"Then let me be friends with Kaz. It's what makes me happy." Charles sighed and looked at his boy. He hated this relationship. He hated not having enough quality time with him, which he would gladly spend with Oliver, with his only son. But his job sadly enough required him to be in the hospital most of the time, leaving Oliver in a world Mr. Pyne learned to know as hard, secretive, unforgiving and unpredictable.

"I know you and Kaz are good friends, but have you ever met his family?"

"Yes I have. They're really nice people," Oliver responded.

"I meant his older brothers. You have absolutely no idea how dangerous they can be. I don't want you to get hurt, Oliver, and that's why you'd better not hang out with Kaz." Now Oliver sighed, out of despair, hating his father for telling him he couldn't hang out with Kaz anymore.

"I can decide who my friends are by myself," he replied, "But that still doesn't explain why you don't want me to read comic books!" Charles sat down next to his frustrated son.

"Because they're ridiculous. It's just people in silly costumes trying to beat people in even sillier costumes. That doesn't make sense and I can't imagine teenagers believe in this kind of nonsense." Oliver suddenly laughed. He's nervous, Charles guessed.

"I don't think they're real, dad." No, I know they're real. There's a difference. Charles sighed out of relief and put his hand on Oliver's shoulder.

"That's a good thought, Oliver, and I'm glad you don't believe in those fairy tales. But I think Kaz might still believe in them and that could be something extremely dangerous."

"How can believing in heroes be dangerous?" Oliver asked the question Charles dreaded to hear and too scared to truly answer it. Oliver was still young and able to be influenced. With a bit of luck, it wouldn't become an obsession. He looked at his son.

"It just is." Was his vague reply, "You gotta trust me with this." When he looked at Oliver, he saw the hope just leave the boy. No more Kaz and no more comic books. Guilt wrenched in the older Pyne, hating to do this. He just wanted to protect his boy from getting hurt, that's all. He'd do everything. Even if it meant he had to take away his son's friends and interests.

"This isn't easy, Oliver," he said, "It isn't – not for you, not for me. But instead of focusing on the bad, let's look at the bright side. Who knows… if you're not friends with Kaz, you might be better at school, and you'll have more time to study harder. And maybe you become… I don't know… a doctor?"

"But I don't wanna do that without Kaz," shouted Oliver in an impulse.

"I know. Hey, listen, don't be mad at me. I'm just giving advice, nothing more. And when you're older, you'll think the same about this." Oliver looked at him, and Charles smiled at him. "You can go. I bet he's waiting for you." Oliver needed not to hear anything else and immediately stood up, walking to his bedroom in silence. His father watched him leave, to the irresponsible Gordon kid.

All he wanted was the best for his son, as well as to see him happy. Charles Pyne realized he couldn't wish for Oliver to have both.

This morning:

That morning, Oliver woke up feeling like he could take anything in the world, like he already accomplished something so far away they never thought possible. He found a way to possibly save the heroes, even if it was based on a lost rusty old dagger which may or may not have been moved or picked up by Optimo already.

Kaz did also feel great, but only because he slept better than the past few days, in the bedroom he shared with his youngest brother because there isn't a lot of space in their house. Finally he had gotten a good night's sleep, he felt so good he mighty actually pass a test today, if one of his teachers has planned on giving him a pop quiz. Oh, and he was happy for Oliver too.

They walked to school today, and when they arrived, Oliver could barely keep in his enthusiasm. He even went as far as talking to Kaz about it in public. People passed by and as usual, they weren't paying attention to the two comic book nerds who fit nowhere but with themselves. "…just think about all the possibilities! Maybe we can contact Optimo and the SSHH too, because nobody knows who they are and that way, make it almost impossible for them to be turned evil. He can take his dagger and use it, so we won't have to learn how it works. Then we only need to figure out how we can get them back. Trust me, this…"

"…is boring me even though you're talking about superheroes!" Kaz replied, "Seriously, shut up for one moment. Well figure it out after school, 'kay?" Oliver nodded and then Oliver frowned. This made Kaz wonder what Oliver was seeing behind him. His question was quickly answered, because when he also turned around, Oliver addressed their sort of friend.

"Alan?" Oliver asked, and the kid looked at the two Normo doctors, "What are you doing here?" Alan shrugged.

"Since I'm half Normo, I figured I'd go to school to embrace my Normo roots. I bet I'll be the most popular kid here, if I can keep my temper someone in check." Kaz laughed at that last one. He always had seen Alan as a little obnoxious, irritating and hot-headed. No way he's gonna keep calm, he thought.

"You'll never be able to keep you temper in check!" He grinned, and Alan reacted with a loud yell – as usual.

"I said someone in check!" he shouted, and immediately realized his mistake, trying to calm down again. When this happened fairly quickly, he continued talking. I also spend the weekend watching high school movies for research, so I've got this whole thing figured out. So at what time do students break into song and dance for no apparent reason?"

Now Oliver was the one laughing. Only, he didn't laugh out loud, only in his head. He assumed Alan watched all High School Musical movies and some others in which they also conveniently sang. He'd hate to burst Alan's bubble, but some had to do it. "Alan, that doesn't happen in real high schools."

Oliver was proved wrong. In the background, at the stairs, Gus and four others started to dance when some music from an unidentified source began to play. Also, Gus sang. And it didn't sound as bad as they thought it would be, but it still came unexpected. Oliver and Kaz looked surprised, but then again it was Gus who did it, so this was actually pretty much a normal day at Logan High.

Alan rolled his eyes. "And you guys wonder why you're not popular. Hey, wait up for me!" He then yelled, poorly imitating the dance moves of the five students, following them. Oliver and Kaz shrugged, and then they saw a big surprise walking through the door of their school: Skylar Storm!

"Connie!" Oliver said – it had almost become an automatism to call her that at school, because you couldn't be careful enough. He once almost made the fault to call her Skylar while Gus and Jordan were standing close. They know as much about comics as Kaz and Oliver – maybe not as much, but still – and they would recognize Connie as Skylar if someone accidentally called her that. "You're back!" she smiled.

"Yeah. As I said before, it's just to tie up loose ends." She looked around, "I'm gonna miss this place." Oliver came closer.

"I'm sure you're gonna be just fine." He assured her, but two other people had heard him say that to Connie. No second later, Gus and Jordan joined the group of friends and were looking at Connie.

"What's going on?" Gus asked, and Oliver frowned.

"I thought you were over there with the dancers and Alan?" Gus shrugged.

"I came back. So, what's going on with Connie?"

"I will move back home the next week, so this is my last week of school," she explained, and Gus nodded. He understood Connie had to leave, but he didn't understand why they were leaving so suddenly. She should've at least told them she was moving away. But Jordan reacted completely different than the weird guy.

"What? No, please don't go!" she begged, "Don't leave me here between these three idiots!" They didn't feel insulted – they knew Jordan thought of them as idiots, even as friends, and accepted it just because they accepted Jordan didn't like anyone. Connie shrugged.

"I'm sorry, Jordan, but this has to happen. I wish I could stay longer though." Jordan nodded, and Connie hugged her. She had to let go, though, because that girl did not liked being hugged, not even from her sister or parents, and especially if it was Gus or someone like him. Jordan now left for class, but Gus stayed.

"Anyway, I have some great news. Since there was no owner, I asked my dad if I could buy it again. He said yes, but it has to stay a comic book store. And I have to make the rules. But still, I'm the owner now!"

"Don't you need to be there to work, then?" Kaz wondered and Gus shook his head.

"As a good boss, I hired a guy who does that for me." Oliver nodded – it was smart to hire a guy, even if the shop didn't have too much customers and even if the people working there were paid with the money the boss had gotten from his father. They couldn't complain, though; at least the Domain was in the hands of someone who would take good care of it.

Gus, Connie, Oliver and Kaz headed for class. None of them noticed Alan looking around, not knowing where he should go next. Apparently, those movies didn't learn him how to enroll and how to get to his classes.