Last Night — Right After Orhan Was Teleported
"So, where did you teleport that kid?" the Ghost Woman asked, stepping beside the Teleporter Hero.
"I sent him to his desired destination," he replied calmly. "It's not the time to worry about that boy. What we must worry about is this mutated child monster."
The group began searching the area until the medical unit arrived.
"Where is the patient we were requested for?" one of the medical specialists asked.
"Here," the Ghost Woman pointed at the severely injured monster child. "We need him alive. He was originally a normal kid but transformed into a mutant. We must determine if it was a natural mutation or an enemy's experiment."
The medics examined the boy.
"We can stabilize the external wounds, but the internal damage requires advanced treatment. We'll need to take him to the lab."
"Let's do that for now. Captain, any objections?" one of the heroes asked.
"Agreed," the Ghost Woman nodded. "We will transport him to the medical laboratory and wait for further instructions."
They lifted the child into the ambulance, and a superhero boarded as escort for safety.
Present Time
Mr. Rod escorted me into his office.
"Orhan, correct?"
I nodded.
"So why did you run away yesterday after the test?" he asked.
"It's because when everyone gathered in the main hall, I received a mission from AGA on my SH Card."
Narrator: SH Cards are identification cards given to every candidate who passes the entrance exam.
"What?" Mr. Rod looked shocked. "You received a mission right after the exam? Give me your card. I need to check personally."
I handed it to him. His expression darkened as he confirmed its authenticity, then opened the mission records. His sharp glare cut through me like a blade—like an eagle staring at prey. Sweat rolled down my neck.
"Orhan." His voice dropped into something deep and intimidating.
"Yes, Sir?" my voice trembled.
"Are you absolutely sure you received a mission yesterday? Because I see no mission history on this card. And for your information—AGA never sends missions to an examinee before they formally Enroll in Hero Academy and register themselves."
His tone was harsh, but he wasn't wrong.
"S-Sorry, sir. I didn't know about that rule. I promise I won't break any rules in the future."
He sighed. "Haah… It's almost time for the Freshers' ceremony. Come with me. Don't misunderstand—I wasn't angry. I just don't want my students getting hurt."
His voice softened completely. Seeing him like this, I realized he genuinely cared about his students.
He guided me to the auditorium, where hundreds of new students were gathered.
A speaker stepped onto the stage.
"Everyone, silence please. As you all know, this Academy is the greatest in the world, producing elite heroes who protect humanity and Congratulations to each of you for passing the rigorous exam and Enrolling in this Academy"
Loud applause filled the hall.
Suddenly, a hand tapped my shoulder. I turned and saw Arya and his group behind me.
"Hey Orhan, where did you go yesterday?" Arya asked. "Something happen at home? If you need help or money, tell me. I'll help."
"Thanks, Arya. It wasn't a family issue—but I'm sorry I left without properly saying goodbye."
Should I tell them about the mission?
Let's see how they react…
"Hey, did any of you get a mission yesterday?" I asked.
They exchanged confused looks.
"Mission? We only get missions after enrolling into Hero Academy," Minel said.
That confirmed it—the mission was fake. Either someone hacked my card… or AGA's system… or maybe a glitch.
Sensing my tension, Arya suddenly brightened.
"Hey Orhan, did you know Rank-5 Superhero Hawk is coming to today's fresher event?"
Because of the mission confusion, I barely responded. But when the crowd screamed loudly, I finally looked up—and froze.
Rank-5 Superhero Hawk walked onto the stage.
"What's Hawk doing here?" I whispered.
Arya stared at me. "Bro, were you even listening earlier? I literally told you he was coming!"
I wasn't a fan, but Hawk's speech was valuable. I learned real strategies, priorities, and responsibilities of a hero.
After the ceremony, Arya invited us to a party, and I accepted. What I saw next shocked me—
He brought us to the most luxurious restaurant in the entire country. Managers and staff welcomed us with flowers and a red carpet.
I whispered to Chris, "Who exactly is Arya? And how can he afford this?"
"What? You don't know?" Chris replied. "Arya's grandfather is Mr. Rudra—the Director of AGA Hero Academy and the richest businessman in Hind."
Inside, an old man hugged Arya.
"Congratulations, my tiger. I knew you wouldn't disappoint your Daddu."
"Thanks, Daddu. These are my friends—Chris, Roy, Orhan, and Minel. We're forming a team."
We greeted him, and he congratulated us before leaving for urgent work.
The party was great—but the best part was the biryani. Every grain was perfectly separate, rich with aroma, colored red and yellow, and cooked to perfection.
Afterward, Arya insisted we stay overnight, but we declined and left for our own destinations.
Back at my hotel, I collapsed into bed indestination
Knock. Knock. Knock.
I woke up to loud knocks. It was already 9 AM. When I opened the door, Minel stood there, with Arya behind her.
"What are you two doing here?" I asked sleepily.
"Arya wants to pick up everyone from their houses," Minel replied.
"Bro, pack your bags. We're moving into the school dormitory today!" Arya grinned.
I invited them in my room, they entered while I packed and showered. I ordered chai for them while they helped with luggage.
After picking up Chris and Roy, we reached the dormitory—and I was speechless.
It looked like a five-star hotel, complete with a huge playground.
We received our room keys, dropped our luggage, and hurried to class.
When I entered the classroom, I saw—
END CHAPTER 04