Read H.E.R.O. - Rise and Fall for Free Online

is it?"  He held up his phone to point out it gave him the name somehow.
    Chrome said, "That's not my real name, but yeah, I guess people are calling me that."
    Psycom said, "Would you kindly release Diva or does this have to be a fight?"
    Chrome said, "I'll stop if she does.  She's destroying my house."
    I said, "Huh?  How can a robot have a house?"
    She said, "I'm not a damn robot!"
    "You aren't?"
    "No, I'm just made of metal."
    "You look like a robot."
    She yanked my shoulders back even harder.  "Quit calling me that!"
    "Okay, okay!"
    Psycom said, "Diva, are you going to fight if she releases you?"
    "No."
    "All right then.  Chrome, release her."
    The robot ... err ... Chrome slowly let go of me.  I slowly stood up and adjusted my dress.  My face was bright red as Psycom watched me.
    Chrome stood up, "Idiot, you tore my clothes too."
    I looked at my dress; fortunately it had suffered little damage from the fight.
    Psycom looked at Chrome, "What caused the initial call about a fight here?"
    Chrome huffed, "Probably my sewing machine.  I accidentally hit it and it went through my and the neighbor's house."
    "You ... hit .... your sewing machine?"
    "Yeah, everything's breaking today, damnit!  I was pissed off!"
    "Listen, you can't be a danger to the neighborhood.  I don't care if you are a new super or not, you need to get yourself under control.  And you, Diva, what did you do, just bust in here and start fighting her?"
    I said, "Well ... yeah.  There was a big hole in the wall, when I came in she came storming out like a robot.  So I tried to stop her."
    He sighed.  "I think you are both idiots.  Just stand apart from each other until one of the agents show up.  I'm marking this closed."  He tapped on his phone a few times, leaned against a wall and crossed his arms over his chest.
    Chrome said, "Well, at least now I know that getting hit hard doesn't hurt."
    I said, "My kick didn't even hurt you?"
    "Not really."
    "What the hey.  I'm supposed to be a brick."
    Psycom said, "You might be.  Power levels can vary even among the same type of supers.  Or if you have more powers they'll often be weaker."
    "Oh yeah, I can fly."
    Chrome said, "Must be nice."
    "Well, I haven't figured out how to use it yet."
    "Who wouldn't try to figure out how to fly on day one?  That's the first thing I'd be doing, it's too good."
    "Well ... you need to stop crimes for the press to show up."
    "Pfah, that's a dumb reason to be a hero.  You just want to be in newspapers?"
    "No, I want to model."
    Chrome opened her mouth to say something else, shook her head and closed her mouth.  Obviously she figured out the benefits of press coverage to a model.
    A man in a suit and a black overcoat came in after a while.  He had a badge with H.E.R.O. on it hanging from his belt.  He really could have done with a different style of suit to accentuate his shoulders.  Also, his shoes, while I’m sure they were comfortable, didn’t pop at all.
    He introduced himself as Agent Carson.  He went through a boring, but detailed interrogation of the events we’d just been a part of.  Now I get it, he’s some kind of administrative assistant.  I was kind of disappointed that he spent as much or more time looking at Chrome’s metal face as he did looking at me.  He barely even glanced at my legs.  When he finished he quickly left.
    Chrome said, “Would you guys come across the street with me to the neighbor’s?  I’d like to apologize to them, but I don’t want them to be afraid.”
    Psycom said, “Sorry, I’ve got to jet.  Diva could use more exposure, though.”  He laughed at his own joke.
    Chrome flashed her teeth at me.  I wasn’t even sure if she was smiling or growling at me, although she didn’t make any growling sound.  Pretty scary looking face to stare at, though.  I couldn’t shake the feeling that she was really a robot.
    I said, “Uhh, okay.”  Her expression changed, but again I couldn’t tell what she was