Too Young To Be A Hero Novels & Stories

she's such a happy baby and I love her so much. When Harley and Josh asked me to protect Bella, they knew I didn't need an adult here with us, they know I'd die to protect her. I may only be 14 but my family are warriors and Josh works me hard in training so much that when we have practice fights, I have to fight the older kids because no one my age can keep up with me.

Daniel POV As soon as I heard those words, “You’re my hero,” whispered from her lips I was transported back to a time when she was only ten years old. Some neighborhood kids were picking on her and I jumped between them. I still remember the looks on their faces. I punched one and they all ran away. I helped her up from the ground and she looked at me like I hung the moon just for her. She smiled at me, “Thank you, Daniel. You’re my hero.”

"What if I'd gotten the angle wrong? What if the portals hadn't worked? What if—" "But they did work," Ollie interrupted, reaching over to squeeze my hand. "You saved Uncle Thorne and Marcus and everyone. You're a hero." "I'm not a hero," I protested. "I'm five." "You can be both," Riley said matter-of-factly. "Age doesn't determine heroism. Action does. You took action when others were in danger. That's definitionally heroic." I poked at my cereal, watching the pieces float in the milk. Yesterday had been so weird. One minute I was in bed, the next the lights went out, and then I heard shouting from the basement.

I think I'm too young for that. She Utter frighteningly. " Who said you're too young? You're not at all. This is the best chance for you to learn that. "You see, I actually regret not knowing the things I knew right now. "How wish I was able to defend myself back then I couldn't possibly be passing through what I'm feeling right now. She Utter as she glared at her curiously. "What do you mean by that? Isabella ask as she sighed " Don't worry, it's a long story and I'm Sure you wouldn't understand.. she utter.

"Because she's a good and nice person." Hero scoffed. "You are still a child, that's why you are fooled by her innocent looks," he said. Harley also scoffed, before saying, "I'm not a child anymore, I'm seven. No one is fooling me, I know she's good because my heart tells me so. unlike you Lord grumpy, you wouldn't know because you don't listen to your heart." "Why do you say that chubby?" Hero asked, raising his brow.

These were the only things I knew and had to know. But how to sense when danger is close by, how to put a fire out of the stove, how to cross an express road, I knew nothing about these practical things, because there wasn't a need for a nine year old to know these things. All a nine year old needed to focus on was to get the first position at class works and how to behave amongst peers. These practical things were for seventeen and eighteen year olds, why the need to bother about knowing them, when I had heroes who would always be there to come to my rescue if at all, I find myself in these situations?

A big and bold font characters pop up beside him , introducing himself but magically this introduction that was considered as privacy too many was invisible to the public sight. Name: Nelson Unknown Age: 29 years old Identity: Hero HS8 Ability: Magnet Psychokinetic Additional Ability: None Additional Identity: Part-time Professor at H Public University Original World: Earth 'Not a transmigrator' [He was too bad tempered and easily fight with someone but had cleverly did not get himself involved with someone higher ranking than him, with someone that can crush you with a finger] Aaah.... Might really means right It was really true that it can be refuted at will

I was prepared to debate with her until either my face turned blue or she well and truly bested me. "If I can't use superheroes to illustrate why you're wrong, how about this—" I began. "Most people our age aren't successful yet in their chosen professional fields, right? But there's such a thing as '30 Under 30'... Are you telling me that every year, the accomplishments of those thirty people aren't real to you 'cause most twenty-somethings aren't like them?" "That's different, too, like there are special circumstances—"

I asked her. “Uh-huh,” she was on the verge of tears. I tapped her little nose to divert her mind elsewhere. “They are heroes and heroes don’t die.” I firmly said. “Yes, they are heroes.” She smiled through her tears. I wouldn’t say something like that to a little girl if I wasn’t aware about her parents’ wellbeing. From what I could sense, her parents were the ones I saw. They were true warriors. They weren’t going to give up that easily. I could feel it.

“Aren’t you like twelve? What are you doing here?” Some men laughed. She even caught a small smile on Jaxon’s lips. That made her glance at him, and when their gaze locked, something weird moved in her. She broke it quickly and took a bite. “I’m sixteen,” the boy defended, cheeks flaming. “Oh, then what are you doing here?” She pressed, because this was no place for a child. “I’m a hacker." He said proudly. “The best you’ll ever see.” “A sixteen-year-old hacker? What is this, a cartoon? Where kids are magically smart enough to build a ship that can fly?”