Novel & Cerita Not All Heroes Wear Capes

"You're Gio McLeod? I thought you'd be bigger. From the way my sister talks, you should be ten feet tall, built like John Cena, and built proof. Is your superman suit and cape under those clothes, hero boy?" Gio couldn't help but smile at the honey brown haired vision of geek loveliness in front of him. "Well, I am Gio McLeod, but no super suit or cape. Besides, capes are dangerous, no self-respecting hero would wear one. Who is your little sister and why is she talking about me like I'm some kind of superhero? I'm nobody special, just a guy trying to get his servers back online."

Elroi and Jin's other friends were at a majestic chair and table. Before the tournament started, they witnessed an unexpected event. The kids who joined the tournament went to the center of the grand arena to perform some exercise drills then simultaneously bowed and mentioned the names of Elroi, Felix, Jay, Aya, and the one they called black lightning God, who was none other than, Jin. “LONG LIVE! HEROES OF THE THREE ISLANDS! " shouts of the young participants in unison, then the twenty thousand spectators applauded. All the participants and spectators recognized them as the heroes who saved the three islands at the time of war. But they don't know that the black lightning God they are ref

Frank replied, more or less nice in private. "No way!" Ida shook her head. "I think I'll call you Lugh." "If you say so!" Frank shrugged nonchalantly. Ida then smiled. "I'll be frank—if I hadn't seen you in action yesterday, I would really have trouble connecting you to the godly being yesterday!" Rain suddenly said, "The real heroes don't disguise themselves that much and simply make do by staying in the city. That way, they appear to just be a normal person, no more than a face in the crowd! You know… like Mr. Miyagi!"

After all, the heroes should have been here when that news sounded as the call for help from the civilians to the heroes. They are not surprised though when the heroes did not come to rescue them. This is what the heroes should have done. Because this is the first time, the heroes had encountered Level A danger. And level A danger is dangerous after Level X and level S above it. They sighed heavily, tears falling from their eyes silently as they started mourning for their life which they thought might have end after they are found. Their hope had crashed. This was the end of their life, and the end of their life was too dirty and tragic.

Some were dealing with or preparing for the unexpected loss of a loved one, and others were searching for their destined route on a road map previously unwritten. In the end, they all came out of it. While not unscathed–still forever and ever grateful for the lessons learned; Finding themselves, and one another. Hollis Bogard and Whitney York, along with everyone connected to them, turned out to be the ultimate proof of the famously beautiful statement “not all who wander are lost.”

We sacrificed ourselves for them, some deserving it and some not, but we were there real heroes of the story. William suddenly lifts his head when he feels me staring. A grin appears on his face when he waves at me, asking me to come to see him. Tiger tells me he’ll be in charge of bringing our breakfast to the table while I speak to the boss. I sit in front of him and smile, “How are you doing?” “I’m good! We’re famous now. They’re calling us the mysterious heroes of Green City.” he chuckles. I laugh and take the tablet from his hands to read the article which describes us as Marvel would describe Iron Man or Captain America. I’m truly happy that we’re recognized for doing an act of extreme

The artifact held the key to unlocking untold secrets and potential dangers that threatened the very fabric of existence. And so, Alex's journey continued—a relentless pursuit of truth, justice, and the preservation of balance in a world teetering on the edge. The chapters of their life unfolded like a gripping action movie, each adventure pushing the boundaries of possibility and captivating audiences around the globe. With every mission accomplished, Alex's legend grew, their name whispered in hushed tones among those in need of a savior. They became a symbol of hope, a beacon in the darkest of times, reminding us all that heroes can emerge from the shadows, armed with courage, determinati

The team who were all suited up to their gears awhile ago, now dressed all casual in their tees and denim pants going to the Hawks Den. “Alright!” Iris clapped to get their attention. She shot another glance to Max who nodded at her before he left with the team one. Iris breathed deeply, her eyes darted back to the two teams she will be handling. “I’ll explain the rules. Listen and keep these in your minds. Okay?” yelling with authoritative voice, all officers were listening attentively. “Anyone who will be offered with a drink, refuse and make an excuse. Any excuse, except that you can’t drink because you’re a freaking cop. Second, keep an eye to this man—” Iris plastered a picture of a gru

Leon smiled and looked at Dora whose arm had just healed. "See, that's the difference between you and me. You can have the power, you can have all the cheats you want, but you'll never get it, you'll never know what it's like to be truly loved... to be a true hero. It's just a word to you, but to us, that's it." He pointed his sword at the spectators. "These are the real heroes, they are the ones who make up our power, the power of each person! The power of our bond! We are family! And we will stay together no matter what, burn that somewhere in your brain, monster !”

She handed her drink over to one of the other girls and straightened her black-wrap dress. Andrea chewed the inside of her mouth. Just because he had a scar on his face didn't mean he was an anti-hero. It didn't define who he was. Zain was...classic hero material. Not that there was anything wrong with Deadpool or Wolverine, but they weren't Zain's type.