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Shoot-Em-Up hadn't been enough to calm the raging beast inside me. I'd spent my high school years constantly getting into fights, trouble, and only pulled myself out of a downward spiral because I thought I might have a chance of redeeming my brother's legacy.
Lately, the anger wasn't there anymore, though. I'd started to think about other ways I could honor Keith. Had he just been a supervillain? No, he'd been other things. My brother had been a family man and a provider. I wanted a family for myself. For the first time, in a long time, I was starting to think maybe I could lay his ghosts to rest.
That was when I saw a yellow and gold streak across the sky.
Ultragoddess.
Seconds later, there was a knocking on the professor's door. Checking my cellphone, I saw it was time for my lunch date with Gabrielle Anders. “Oh sorry, I got lost in my reminiscing.”
Professor Thule looked annoyed. “A pity since I think you were close to a breakthrough. You've been backsliding a lot and losing your focus. Too many distractions, I think, from other quarters.” His gaze moved to the door. “But I'm sure we can discuss your justifiable antipathy to superheroes next week. Ja?”
“Ja,” I said, grimacing for reasons I didn't entire comprehend. “Heroes are a courageous and rational lot and all that.” I turned to the door. “I'll be right out, Gabrielle!”
I knew it was her.
I could feel her presence.
“Awesome!” Gabrielle said, cheerfully popping her head through the door. “Hi, Professor Thule.”
Gabrielle Anders was a beautiful Afro-Hispanic woman with beautiful brown eyes, olive-skin, and a smile which could burn away the dark in a man's heart. Today, she was wearing her hair in a ponytail and had a pair of upside-down horseshoe earrings. On her face were a pair of surprisingly thick glasses which, really, should have been smaller given today's fashions.
I loved her, though, and found every part of her sexy.
“Hello, Ms. Anders,” Professor Thule said, sounding not at all pleased to have her around.
Professor Thule had tried to get her into one of his therapy courses but she'd politely refused on multiple occasions as well as rejected his attempts to get her to private studies. Frankly, sometimes I wondered if she was really serious about Unusual Criminology.
Professor got up and walked to a nearby shelf before removing a black leather book off the shelf and handing it to me. “We'll discuss your situation in-depth once we're in private again. In the meantime, I suggest you read this book. It will provide, I suspect, fascinating insights into your situation.”
I read the title: The Absence of Mercy by Doctor Isaac Bedlam.
I tapped the title of the book. “This is the book by the Jewish supervillain who stalked and murdered a bunch of anti-Semites in the 1920s and 30s. The one Fritz Lang did a bunch of films on.”
Professor Thule smiled. “An interesting figure for discussing the situational nature of ethics.”
He stared into my eyes.
I stared back, then blinked, a little uncomfortable. “Uh, Professor, are you okay?”
Professor Thule frowned, confused, and looked over Gabrielle who was giving him a dirty look.
“Oh, it’s nothing,” the Professor patted me on the shoulder. “Go, play.”
“Okay,” I said, putting the book into my backpack then heading to the door to join Gabrielle.
Gabrielle shut the door behind me. She was wearing a white sweater over a golden dress. “I do not like that creep.”
Gabrielle looked at me in disbelief. “He's named Professor Thule .”
“Hey, he can't help his parents’ last name,” I said, shrugging. I then gave her a long kiss on the lips.
Gabrielle smiled, adjusting her glasses. “Are you ready to meet my father?”
“I'm not sure rescuing dolphins in Japan is a good family-bonding exercise,” I said, grimacing. “Still, what's the worst he could do?”
“Come in-between our relationship, disown me, and ruin a lifetime of loving
Lately, the anger wasn't there anymore, though. I'd started to think about other ways I could honor Keith. Had he just been a supervillain? No, he'd been other things. My brother had been a family man and a provider. I wanted a family for myself. For the first time, in a long time, I was starting to think maybe I could lay his ghosts to rest.
That was when I saw a yellow and gold streak across the sky.
Ultragoddess.
Seconds later, there was a knocking on the professor's door. Checking my cellphone, I saw it was time for my lunch date with Gabrielle Anders. “Oh sorry, I got lost in my reminiscing.”
Professor Thule looked annoyed. “A pity since I think you were close to a breakthrough. You've been backsliding a lot and losing your focus. Too many distractions, I think, from other quarters.” His gaze moved to the door. “But I'm sure we can discuss your justifiable antipathy to superheroes next week. Ja?”
“Ja,” I said, grimacing for reasons I didn't entire comprehend. “Heroes are a courageous and rational lot and all that.” I turned to the door. “I'll be right out, Gabrielle!”
I knew it was her.
I could feel her presence.
“Awesome!” Gabrielle said, cheerfully popping her head through the door. “Hi, Professor Thule.”
Gabrielle Anders was a beautiful Afro-Hispanic woman with beautiful brown eyes, olive-skin, and a smile which could burn away the dark in a man's heart. Today, she was wearing her hair in a ponytail and had a pair of upside-down horseshoe earrings. On her face were a pair of surprisingly thick glasses which, really, should have been smaller given today's fashions.
I loved her, though, and found every part of her sexy.
“Hello, Ms. Anders,” Professor Thule said, sounding not at all pleased to have her around.
Professor Thule had tried to get her into one of his therapy courses but she'd politely refused on multiple occasions as well as rejected his attempts to get her to private studies. Frankly, sometimes I wondered if she was really serious about Unusual Criminology.
Professor got up and walked to a nearby shelf before removing a black leather book off the shelf and handing it to me. “We'll discuss your situation in-depth once we're in private again. In the meantime, I suggest you read this book. It will provide, I suspect, fascinating insights into your situation.”
I read the title: The Absence of Mercy by Doctor Isaac Bedlam.
I tapped the title of the book. “This is the book by the Jewish supervillain who stalked and murdered a bunch of anti-Semites in the 1920s and 30s. The one Fritz Lang did a bunch of films on.”
Professor Thule smiled. “An interesting figure for discussing the situational nature of ethics.”
He stared into my eyes.
I stared back, then blinked, a little uncomfortable. “Uh, Professor, are you okay?”
Professor Thule frowned, confused, and looked over Gabrielle who was giving him a dirty look.
“Oh, it’s nothing,” the Professor patted me on the shoulder. “Go, play.”
“Okay,” I said, putting the book into my backpack then heading to the door to join Gabrielle.
Gabrielle shut the door behind me. She was wearing a white sweater over a golden dress. “I do not like that creep.”
Gabrielle looked at me in disbelief. “He's named Professor Thule .”
“Hey, he can't help his parents’ last name,” I said, shrugging. I then gave her a long kiss on the lips.
Gabrielle smiled, adjusting her glasses. “Are you ready to meet my father?”
“I'm not sure rescuing dolphins in Japan is a good family-bonding exercise,” I said, grimacing. “Still, what's the worst he could do?”
“Come in-between our relationship, disown me, and ruin a lifetime of loving
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