First Superhero 1: The Second Super
minds of every person in the world was just a few feet away from them. How would they react?
    Alright, stop thinking about that, I told myself. Find Macy.
    “Kane, what the hell!” I heard Drew whisper to my right.
    I turned and saw him walking toward me, with Michael towering by his side. “Hey, guys,” I said as I held out my hand and offered a fist bump. They gave me one, but then Drew proceeded to scold me.
    “Where have you been?” he all but shouted. “I’ve been calling, texting, everything! I even sent you an email, for chrissake. An. Email. You know what it’s like traveling back to 2008? It’s not fun.”
    Michael and I both laughed at Drew. “Sorry, man,” I said. “I didn’t have a phone signal out on the farm. Besides, I was glued to the television.”
    “Yeah, me too,” Michael said. “I didn’t even realize Drew was trying to get ahold of me until nine last night.”
    “I shouldn’t of had to!” Drew shouted, flailing his hands in the air. People turned to look at us, and Drew shrunk down a bit and whispered. “I shouldn’t of had to,” he repeated. “Did you not notice a certain redhead being thrown through the air on live television?”
    My mind swirled. What was I going to tell Drew? I should’ve gone and checked on Macy, and I felt bad for not doing so. Still, I was a little distracted. Besides I was the one that saved her, so I was pretty sure she was alright. Still, nobody else knew that. I’d only had my secret identity for less than twenty-four hours, and already I was about to blow my cover.
    “I was out of town at my grandparents. I didn’t get back until this morning. I sent her a text, though,” Michael explained.
    Drew nodded, satisfied with Michael’s answer. He turned to me, and I dreaded every second of it. “What about you, Kane?”
    “I just forgot to.” Shit . I mentally gave myself one of my signature uppercuts. That was an awful answer. REALLY SCREWED THE POOCH THERE, HUH, KANE? I shouted in my head, scolding myself.
    Michael and Drew looked at me with blank faces.
    “Well, I mean…” I needed to think of something fast. “I think I can get a free pass on this one, right? I mean, it’s been less then forty-eight hours since my house was broken into and my parents almost killed right before my eyes, so I—”
    “WAIT. WHAT THE HELL?!” Drew shouted, eliciting nasty looks from bystanders.
    “ALRIGHT, start from the beginning right now,” Michael said.
    I looked at the two of them, confused, before I realized that the whole “becoming a superhuman” thing happened before I got the chance to tell either of them. Yet another thing that slipped my mind.
    I filled the two of them in on the whole story, but when I got to the part where I used my superpowers for the first time without even realizing it at the moment, I just told them that Dad and I got the jump on the intruders. Had I told them that I did it myself, they wouldn’t have believed me, even if I did explain the whole adrenaline theory I originally believed. They knew me too well.
    “Holy shit,” Drew breathed once I finished my story.
    “Yeah, bro, seriously, holy shit,” Michael agreed. “That’s insane. How are you doing? Holding up alright?”
    I nodded my head. “This has just been a crazy past couple of days. But I really wanna check up on Macy—explain myself and everything.”
    Drew nodded his head. “Yeah, of course. She’s not staying here anymore, though.”
    “Her and her sister got put up in the Ilan downtown,” Michael said. He practically bounced on his feet, he was so excited.
    The Ilan was a five-star hotel we had in Ebon, and it was quite the anomaly. There’s a few blocks of office buildings in downtown, but nothing huge. Definitely not skyscrapers by any stretch of the imagination. Then there was the Ilan, a tall hotel that towered above the rest. It was like a resort, which was strange, because Ebon’s just a town of, like, 100,000 tops. There’s really no

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