Must Read: HERO (A Violence, Mind Control And sex Story) - Season 2 - Episode 74

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Must Read: HERO (A Violence, Mind Control And sex Story) - Season 2 - Episode 74

I’m broken, I think to myself, and turn to flee. Outside the window I can see the bokoharms ships landing, and watch in horror as they start ripping into people, eating them raw.
“You’re going to have to kill them,” Lydia Scott says right behind me.
“No!” I yell. “I can’t do that again.”
“Kill them like you killed the old me,” the one time man says as he grips my arms and shakes me.
“No,” I deny what he’s saying, “I didn’t kill you!”
“Nick!” A sharp pain against my cheek brings me back to reality, and I see Dennis standing above me, Rose on my other side. “Dude, you were having a nightmare. Sorry for slapping you, but you wouldn’t wake up.”

Groggily I nod at them, and sit up. My bed is a rumpled mess, and sweat is dripping from my brow. Looking to the clock, I can see that it’s six pm.
“We’re heading out,” Rose tells me, as she gently places her hand on my shoulder. “We have a couple rifles, and there are a number of us heading for the mountains.”
“We wanted to ask if you have any other advice for us?” Dennis asks, and I can tell he’s still worried about me. A small inner part of me laughs at that. A few months ago, he would have called me a derogatory name, and otherwise ignored me. Now he’s a friend.

“Avoid them if they make it past us,” I tell them. “Trust me when I say you don’t want to go up against them, if you can avoid it.” Like I’m going to do in a couple days. . .
“Any chance you wanna fool around one last time?” I grimace at the redhead’s choice of wording, and shake my head. One last time? The parts of my dream where I can’t get it up flash back through my mind, and I’m almost afraid to even try.
They help me out of bed, and I say my goodbyes, hoping that they’re not permanent.
I jump in the shower, and enjoy how refreshing a true shower can be, rather than the Jetson’s style cleansing stations on Vage’s ship.
I notice I’ve a missed call on my cell when I get out, and see that it’s from Stephanie. I’ve not seen my girlfriend in a number of days, and smile as I call her back.

“Are you back on the ship?” I ask as soon as she answers.
“No, I don’t want to be in the way. I take it you’re not on the ship then?” Her voice is musical, and soothing to my raw nerves.
“No, I came back to my room to get some real rest,” I tell her, and shudder as I look at the mess of my bed. That dream had been a real nightmare.

“Do you mind coming over?” Stephanie asks next, and I groan inwardly. It’s not that I don’t want to see her, but that dream. . .
No, I need to get over that!
“Sure, be over in a few,” I try to say cheerily.
“Is everything alright?” I guess there is something in my voice I can’t hide.
“Sure, sure,” I reassure her. “Now you live over in Detroit, right? It’s been so long. . .”
“Ha, ha,” she fakes a laugh. “Now hurry up and get your a** over here.”
“I’ll try not to make a wrong turn in Albuquerque,” I say in my best Bugs Bunny voice.
I finish getting dressed, and head out into the cold air. I debate on taking Vage’s ship, but decide to drive my car. Somehow, the feeling of my hands on the wheel, and the road beneath my tires comforts me. Maybe it’s just another one of those familiarity things.

Popping in a techno CD, I get myself pumped on the awesome beats. My sound system isn’t the best. Well, okay, maybe back in the twenties it would’ve sounded great, but my speakers can’t faithfully lay down the base.
Not yet. . . A few switches later, I’m struggling to keep my car on the road, as each low note shakes my car. Maybe I should turn it down a little.
“Damn,” Mary meets me at the door, “Was that your car? We could hear you a mile away!” She greets me with a warm smile.
I wasn’t expecting her here, and in truth had completely forgotten about Stephanie’s one-time rival.

“Yeah, I should probably tune that down some more,” I answer as she leads me inside. “I don’t need anyone calling the cops on me.”
“Oh yeah, I heard they arrested you.” Inwardly I flinch, remembering the situation at the police department after I’d taken down the twins.
“You’re a real bad-boy now. That’s so hot!”
“That wasn’t my fault,” I defend myself. While I don’t mind her thinking I’m hot stuff at the moment, I don’t want her getting any ideas. Stephanie is my girlfriend, and I don’t want to hurt her.

“Oh, I know,” she tells me off-handedly.
“Steph explained everything to me. You’re a real bad-a** superhero!”
I stop, stunned by her revelation. Is there no such thing as a secret identity anymore?

“Sorry,” I hear Stephanie’s mellifluous voice, and I turn to see her walking down the hallway, “I had to explain where I’ve been lately.”
Looking into her beautiful blue eyes, I can’t help but forgive her. “I take it Stacy knows too?”
“Of course I do, you rogue!” Stacy says, entering from the kitchen. If it weren’t for the switches in my girlfriend, I’d never be able to tell the identical twins apart.