Chapter 5

The captain goes into one of the police cars, and takes out a red radio. "We've given these to a couple of other enhanced humans that we trust, so I think that it's time that you had one. Any time there's a problem we'll call out to see if any of you can help. Obviously, I understand that you must have other matters in your life to attend to, but we'd be grateful for any help that you can provide. Don't worry—there's no tracker or anything like that in it. I give you my word."

You take the radio and wave goodbye to the captain, while the crowds continue to take photos as you leave the scene.

A while later you finally return to your apartment block, tired after the events of the day. You briefly stop to check the mail from your mailbox, before getting on the elevator and pressing the button for the 9th floor.

Rent in New York is notoriously expensive, yet you've become quite fond of your apartment. You leave the keys on a little wooden stand at the entrance, and proceed toward the kitchen to grab a drink.

Sitting on your sofa, you gaze toward a high school certificate that you've hung on the wall. You are quite proud of it, stating that you were the best in the martial arts club.

The school newspaper was a really fun environment, and you used to go around your neighborhood hunting for stories, or writing commentaries about what had been happening around the world.

The memories of high school and your hobby at the time bring you back to the memory of your first kiss.

'Beautiful Gwen, the president of the chess club. She would always beat me, but I greatly enjoyed the games.'

You feel slightly nostalgic about that era, which you feel was relaxed than your present life. Indeed, those were the days when you could spend a large part of your time learning new skills. These days, the demands of your job, the busy social life in New York, and your new alter-ego have meant that you have little time to acquire any new skills.

However, whenever possible you try to learn something from books, and you have collected quite a number of them over the years.

One of the shelves is dedicated to your main interest these days, which relates to martial arts.

However, today you're not really in the mood to study, as you're feeling tired from the adrenaline rush that came about as you headed toward the supermarket. For a while you replay what happened, and try to decide what you could have done or said better.

After a while you finally cast all these thoughts aside, and proceed to open your mail. Most of it is just bills, but you also have a bank statement, showing that you just got paid. As a engineer you make 3525 dollars per month.

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