Overly Cautious Hero Novels & Stories

“And these are your kids? Are you sure they are your—” "Yes!" Kuya cut him. His voice is low and calmed but it screams danger. This time I’m seeing again the other side of Kuya Mackoy, the other version of him, the scary and dangerous version. Sinenyasan ko ang mga tauhan niyang kunin ang mga bata. May lumapit para hawakan si Caius pero hindi nagpatinag ang anak ko. Nanatili itong na I heard the man scoffed. “Your kids, huh? Always playing the hero? Does my—”

Kailangan kong siguruhin na magkasama kaming makakalabas. Raven's Point of View HINDI ko mapigilang humanga sa ganda ng kagubatan. Pero pinigilan ko ang sarili kong mawala sa pokus. I can't just let my guards down. Anyone might attack me randomly. I should not forget that this is both a competition and evaluation. I can't afford to lose. Even if I am a semideus, I am still vulnerable to random, unexpected attacks. I am not as strong as Cassy. I cannot even summon my guardian!

“He fought so many wars just to give Italy the peace they want, the protection they need, and the assurance that they deserve. That’s why people praised him and treated him as a hero. He’s ruthless to his enemies. He’s a very well-disciplined man.” Pinigilan niyang mag react sa tinuran ng lalaki. He gave protection to people yet he gave hell to mine. Gusto niyang matawa sa mga sinabi ni Alaister. It seems like his father is so perfect in his eyes. Protection? A hero? Disciplined? Hypocrite! She looked away and swallowed hard. She can feel her body trembling. Not in fear but in anger. She tried to control herself and erased those painful memories of the past.

Oo ayokong mahirapan, pero hindi ko naman hiniling nag anito ka-instant ang mangyari. And I don’t even know kung concern ba talaga sakin ‘tong lalaking ‘to. Ni hind inga niya ako nagawang tanungin kung ok na talaga ako sa nangyari kagabi. I know that I look tough. But duh, I can also have trauma. Sa lahat ba naman kasi ng magiging knight in shining armor eh bakit siya pa. Hindi na kami nag-usap hanggang sa makarating kami sa gym niya.

Si Hero kasi ang palaging nagsasagawa ng kilos at ni minsan ay hindi pa ito nahuhuli. Tahimik na nakasunod si Hero kay Claire na naglalakad, nakita niya ito na umiiyak gustong-gusto na niyang lapitan ang dalaga at aluhin ngunit hindi niya magawa dahil nasa misyon siya. Kailangan niyang makasiguro kung totoo ba ang kaniyang conclusion. Noong nakaraang linggo lang bago ang event ay nalaman niya na nagsasagawa na ng kilos ang mga kalaban ni Zekiel kaya sinabi niya ito agad kay Dylan na ipaalam kay Zekiel.

Kaya may time pa siya para pag-aralan ang hero material na ‘to na binagsak ng universe sa mga palad niya. Gusto niyang mapanood pa nang mas matagal ang display ng obvious nitong self-confidence. Natural na natural. The way he talked like nothing unnerved him, and the way he moved like he owned the space he was standing on… she had not observed that in many men except the older ones who’d accomplished much in their lives.

Si Heros naman, kahit may pagka-agresibo ang galaw, ay tila maingat at nagbibigay pansin sa damdamin ng dalaga. "Sometimes, unpredictability is what sparks connection," sagot ko kay Rome, binigyan siya ng makahulugang ngiti. "Pero siyempre, I’ll keep an eye on them. Hindi ko rin hahayaang ma-overstep si Mr. Heros kung sakali." Tumango si Rome, ngunit hindi maalis ang kanyang tingin sa dalawa. "Let’s hope you’re right, wife. But if he crosses a line, I won’t hesitate to step in."

Allain approached, calm as ever, yet with quiet intensity. “Flawless. Every movement calculated. Every instinct honed. Even with the baby… you never faltered. That’s courage and a warning.” His gaze lingered, a compliment wrapped in shadow. Hera stepped closer, arms crossed, face unreadable in the flickering light. “I’ve seen a lot, Kazmiyah. But tonight… you proved heart, courage, and control in chaos. Very few can walk that line. Be careful cause that kind of power draws shadows.”

“You know, my dad is an architect. Like you, he designed houses. He knew everything about how a home should stand... but he never knew how to be a father inside ours. He built houses for others, but he was never home to us.” Kazuki wiped the sand from his hand and kept looking at me. His smirk faded just a little, but it was enough to make my chest feel tight. “That's why I didn't follow his path,” I continued, my voice trembling. “Because once, I thought he was a hero. But heroes...they can turn into villains too.” The waves crashed louder, as if echoing the weight of my words. Kazuki didn't answer right away, but the silence between us felt heavier than any noise.

Hindi ko namalayan ang pagpatak ng luha sa aking mga mata. I didn't regret saving her. I hate regretting anything. Yet I couldn't help but blame myself for being reckless. Dapat tumawag ako ng pulis. Tangina! Nasa loob ako ng kulungan kung saan abot kamay ko lang ang mga pulis. Pwede ko ring mabilis na puntahan ang kapatid ko pero hindi ko ginawa. Fuck! Hindi ako nagkamali ng hinala. Being heroic doesn't mean saving lives, it means losing your life easily. It makes you more susceptible to death.