Jacob looked at the paper in front of him.
On top of paper, "CAREER SURVEY" was written in bold form.
Jacob moved his eyes to the questions.
Jacob didn't fill anything and just glanced at each question.
At the end, he circled the undecided option.
He wrote his name on the paper and then looked outside the window.
He was in the high school. His class was doing the Career Survey but he circled undecided as he currently didn't know what he would do in the future.
There was no Sun. Clouds covered the whole sky. It looked like it would rain.
Jacob just stared at the clouds outside.
Suddenly, there was a thunder.
THUNDER!!!
All of the students looked outside the window, some of them even shouted in fear.
But the teacher standing at the podium told everyone to focus on the task at hand. Students did that but some students still glanced outside from time to time.
Jacob sighed and stood up from his seat.
He grabbed the paper and hung his bag over his shoulder before moving towards the teacher.
He handed his paper to the teacher and then went outside the classroom.
The teacher looked at his answer and just sighed.
'What happened to this generation?'
The teacher then looked at another paper and saw the word 'Superhero' in it.
The teacher smiled a bit.
'Well, some have dreams. I just hope those who don't have them, could find their own dreams.'
...
Outside the classroom, Jacob walked with his hands in his pocket and also looking down.
As he was walking through the hallway, he heard a whimper.
Jacob looked at the restroom from where the whimper came.
He entered the restroom and saw four boys ganging up on a boy.
Jacob looked at the boy and saw that his face was covered in bruises.
His glasses were on the floor and broken.
"Pathetic."
Jacob spoke which made all five boys look at him.
"Huh?"
The one with red-hair grabbing the bullied boy's collars looked at Jacob and mad enam angry expression.
He let go of collar which made the bullied boy fall on his ass.
"The fuck you say, bitch?"
The red-haired boy said as he came forward.
"I said what you heard. Are you deaf or somethin'?"
Jacob said with a chill expression like nothing fazed him.
"I will kill you."
The red-haired boy said and punched him.
He thought he punched Jacob but his fist didn't meet any solid thing in its path.
There was only air.
Jacob had ducked down and with a swift movement he kicked the red-haired boy in the guts while his hands on the floor, sending him back flying while spitting blood and spit.
The red-haired boy fell on his back while groaning.
Jacob stood up and looked at the other three.
"Watcha waiting for? Come."
Jacob said with a bored expression.
The other three looked at each other and then ran toward him.
When they were near, Jacob kicked one on the face and then with a flip kicked another.
The fourth boy punched him when Jacob landed on his feet but Jacob grabbed his arm and swung the boy over his back.
The boy hit floor and groaned.
Jacob looked at each of them and spoke, "This is your place, worms."
Jacob moved toward the red-haired boy who was groaning in agony while clutching his stomach. He was not able to breath well.
Jacob sat on his stomach and then punched him on the face.
Blood flew sideways.
"Now tell me."
Jacob punched again.
"Who are you?"
Punch!
"Tell me!"
Punch!
Blood flew but Jacob didn't stop.
When Jacob was going to punch the boy for the fifth time, Jacob felt something behind him.
He reflexively rolled to the side.
Jacob slided a bit back and saw a girl standing there.
She had just tried to kick him.
The bullied boy looked at the girl and opened his mouth to say something but before he could Jacob rushed toward the girl and hit her with the round kick.
The girl put her hands in the way trying to block the kick but her eyes widened as the kick hit her hand.
The kick had such power that she was not able to block it fully.
The girl was pushed sideways and then hit the wall.
Jacob didn't let her give any chance and then hit her in the guts.
The girl spat some spit as well as some blood.
'Fuck!'
The girl saw a punch coming to her face.
She closed her eyes, accepting her fate. She couldn't move her hands due to pain so she was unable to block.
"Wait!"
The boy who was being bullied shouted.
Jacob stopped and looked at him with an expression that said, "What?"
"She...she is my sister."
Jacob could only say, "Haaah?"
...
Jacob sat on the comfortable couch while twirling the glass filled with juice in his hand.
His other hand supported his head as he had a bored expression on his face.
Jacob looked at the girl and the boy who were sitting on opposite couch.
They were at a cafe to talk. Jacob wanted to go home but they wanted to talk so he had to come with them.
"It's not my fault. You attacked me first."
Jacob said while looking at the girl.
"I know. I am sorry."
The girl said while looking at him with a guilty expression on her face, a bandage on her face and hands to cover her injuries. The boy was also covered in bandages. They had just gone to hospital to bandage themselves.
When asked the reason for these injuries, they said they got into a fight.
"Sis, you are always jumping to the conclusions like that."
The boy said as he looked at his big sister.
"Hehehe."
The girl just sticker out her tongue and bumper her head lightly with her fist, trying to look cute.
"You ain't cute."
Both Jacob and boy spoke at the same time making the girl pout.
"Anyway, my name is Liam and my sister is Layla."
The boy introduced himself and his sister.
"I would like to thank you for your help earlier."
Liam continued.
"Don't worry about it."
Jacob waved his hand.
"So, is this it? This is what you wanted to talk about?"
Jacob felt like there was something more than this.
"No, there is something else."
Liam spoke.
"What is it?"
Jacob spoke while looking at the boy.
"I want you to join us."
"Us?"
"You know there are superheroes in this world, right?"
Liam spoke as he looked at Jacob.
"Who doesn't?"
Jacob shrugged.
"Many years ago, first baby with superpowers was born which started a chain reaction of superpowers in humans. This led to two divisions in the world. Good side and bad side."
Liam spoke and then took a sip of his drink.
"The good side is known as heroes while the bad side is villains."
Jacob nodded at Liam's words
"But there is a third group."
"Third?"
"Yes, that group is called Neutrals."
"Neutrals?"
Jacob raised an eyebrow. That was first time he heard about this group.
"Neutrals fight both heroes and villains. They protect the public when heroes fail to protect them and they also protect public from heroes that are more villain than heroes."
Jacob looked down.
Okay, it was really the first time he heard about this.
Jacob then looked up and said, "So, you want me to join this group called Neutrals?"
"Yes, although you might not be able to achieve much."
Liam said with a wry smile.
"Why?"
Jacob raised an eyebrow. Okay, he was offended now.
"Umm. You aren't a Peculiar."
Peculiar are people with superpowers. They are extremely rare in this world this is why only some people can be heroes.
"Oh! But I am a Peculiar."
"No way. But I didn't see you using that before."
Liam spoke with a gasp.
"I wouldn't use that against someone who ain't a Peculiar. That doesn't sit right with me."
Jacob spoke while taking a sip.
All this while Layla was sitting drinking her juice with star in her eyes.
'Tasty!'
Jacob looked at Liam and saw admiration in his eyes.
'Maybe I shouldn't have said that...'
Liam then asked with an excited smile asked, "So, what is your Peculiarity?"
"My—"
Before Jacob could answer, he reflexively jumped sideways. He glanced at Liam and Layla and they also dodged the attack. Layla had grabbed Liam and moved him out of the attack path.
When Jacob looked in front of him, he saw that it was not an attack but a person.
He was wearing a black and white suit and a mask only covering upper part of face.
"It is Whiteout."
Liam spoke as he looked at the injured man. Whiteout was a hero.
Blood spilled from his injuries.
He groaned in pain while clutching the area where his ribs are.
"Run..."
Whiteout spoke in a weak voice.
But they couldn't move as a voice was heard by everyone present in the cafe.
"Oi, this is your best?"
Everyone looked at the man who just entered.
He was covered by the dust that flew everywhere but his dark purple eyes could be seen even through the dust, making him look terrifying.