Read Online The War of the Supers (The First Superhero Book 3) by Logan Rutherford - Free Book Online Page A
Authors: Logan Rutherford
Ads: Link
that, aren’t you?”
I shrugged and chuckled. “I’ll consider it my birthday present from you.”
Samantha’s eyes lit up, and she punched me playfully on the arm. “You didn’t tell me it was your birthday!”
“I just did!” I exclaimed. “The big one-eight.”
“Well,” Samantha said. “Happy birthday. Welcome to adulthood. We’re all glad you’re here.”
“Thank you,” I said, bowing my head with a smirk. “It’s good to be here.” A yawn crept up my throat, and I let it out with a stretch. “I’m getting tired. Come on, let’s go get some sleep.”
Samantha nodded. “Yep, I’m feeling it too.”
I picked her up and carried her down to the ground, ending our final night together for quite some time.
13
TEA TIME
“Okay, I think we’re all set,” I said as I finished adjusting my backpack. I looked up to see the faces of the people who counted on me the most.
“When you get to London, go to the Ford Cafe near Piccadilly Circus. My guy will find you,” Doug said. “But try not to draw too much attention to yourself, okay?”
I smiled to thank Doug for his diligence, then turned to Selena. “You ready to do this thing?”
“Let’s do this,” she said.
I turned to Drew, my thoughts lingering on the fight we’d had a couple days before. “I’ll see you soon.”
He nodded. “Don’t worry, I’ll hold down the fort.”
“Thanks.” I then turned to Samantha, unsure of what to say. The rising sun had lit up the night sky behind her in beautiful shades of red.
Then, without warning, Samantha stood on her tiptoes and planted a quick innocent peck on my lips.
“That didn’t mean anything,” she said as she pulled away, her cheeks flushing.
I didn’t know what to say. I felt as if I had to inject some comedy to defuse the situation. “Don’t worry, I’m used to hearing that one.”
Everybody else looked at us with wide eyes. Samantha stammered over her words as she tried to explain her reasoning to the group. “It’s just that my powers require a strong connection with the person, and the last thing we want at this time is for something to go wrong and for us to lose connection with Selena and Kane,” she said, appealing to the group. “So, it didn’t mean anything. I just need a strong physical connection and a memory to call on.”
“Don’t worry, Samantha,” I said, shrugging off the situation with a sly smile. “We understand.”
Everyone seemed to agree with that except for Selena, who looked at me with a sly, knowing smile. I ignored her body language and moved on.
“Anyway, we really need to hurry up and go. It’s almost four o’clock in London.” I turned and stood next to Samantha. “You ready to do this?” I asked her.
Samantha turned her eyes skyward.
I took one last glance at the people I was leaving behind before taking off into the sky, heading towards the ocean.
----
Selena and I stepped through the doors of the Ford Cafe a little over an hour later. Its warmth was a nice change from the cold London air outside. We each ordered a coffee and sat down with our drinks in the nearly empty cafe. I looked out the window to my right, watching a city that seemed to be hanging on to life by a thread. Hardly anyone was walking along the street, but compared to the States, seeing anybody at all on the street who wasn’t looting a store or trying to kill somebody was amazing.
“This is pretty crazy,” Selena said as she looked out the window as well.
“Yeah, it’s so…normal.”
We continued to watch in silence as the few people who were out carried on with their days, albeit a bit faster than was probably normal. I couldn’t believe how relatively unfazed the city seemed to be. I imagined that most people in business or in the government were freaking out and preparing for what could possibly be the end of the world. But the civilians still had errands to run. There was still bread to buy, coffee to drink, dates to go on, and plays
I shrugged and chuckled. “I’ll consider it my birthday present from you.”
Samantha’s eyes lit up, and she punched me playfully on the arm. “You didn’t tell me it was your birthday!”
“I just did!” I exclaimed. “The big one-eight.”
“Well,” Samantha said. “Happy birthday. Welcome to adulthood. We’re all glad you’re here.”
“Thank you,” I said, bowing my head with a smirk. “It’s good to be here.” A yawn crept up my throat, and I let it out with a stretch. “I’m getting tired. Come on, let’s go get some sleep.”
Samantha nodded. “Yep, I’m feeling it too.”
I picked her up and carried her down to the ground, ending our final night together for quite some time.
13
TEA TIME
“Okay, I think we’re all set,” I said as I finished adjusting my backpack. I looked up to see the faces of the people who counted on me the most.
“When you get to London, go to the Ford Cafe near Piccadilly Circus. My guy will find you,” Doug said. “But try not to draw too much attention to yourself, okay?”
I smiled to thank Doug for his diligence, then turned to Selena. “You ready to do this thing?”
“Let’s do this,” she said.
I turned to Drew, my thoughts lingering on the fight we’d had a couple days before. “I’ll see you soon.”
He nodded. “Don’t worry, I’ll hold down the fort.”
“Thanks.” I then turned to Samantha, unsure of what to say. The rising sun had lit up the night sky behind her in beautiful shades of red.
Then, without warning, Samantha stood on her tiptoes and planted a quick innocent peck on my lips.
“That didn’t mean anything,” she said as she pulled away, her cheeks flushing.
I didn’t know what to say. I felt as if I had to inject some comedy to defuse the situation. “Don’t worry, I’m used to hearing that one.”
Everybody else looked at us with wide eyes. Samantha stammered over her words as she tried to explain her reasoning to the group. “It’s just that my powers require a strong connection with the person, and the last thing we want at this time is for something to go wrong and for us to lose connection with Selena and Kane,” she said, appealing to the group. “So, it didn’t mean anything. I just need a strong physical connection and a memory to call on.”
“Don’t worry, Samantha,” I said, shrugging off the situation with a sly smile. “We understand.”
Everyone seemed to agree with that except for Selena, who looked at me with a sly, knowing smile. I ignored her body language and moved on.
“Anyway, we really need to hurry up and go. It’s almost four o’clock in London.” I turned and stood next to Samantha. “You ready to do this?” I asked her.
Samantha turned her eyes skyward.
I took one last glance at the people I was leaving behind before taking off into the sky, heading towards the ocean.
----
Selena and I stepped through the doors of the Ford Cafe a little over an hour later. Its warmth was a nice change from the cold London air outside. We each ordered a coffee and sat down with our drinks in the nearly empty cafe. I looked out the window to my right, watching a city that seemed to be hanging on to life by a thread. Hardly anyone was walking along the street, but compared to the States, seeing anybody at all on the street who wasn’t looting a store or trying to kill somebody was amazing.
“This is pretty crazy,” Selena said as she looked out the window as well.
“Yeah, it’s so…normal.”
We continued to watch in silence as the few people who were out carried on with their days, albeit a bit faster than was probably normal. I couldn’t believe how relatively unfazed the city seemed to be. I imagined that most people in business or in the government were freaking out and preparing for what could possibly be the end of the world. But the civilians still had errands to run. There was still bread to buy, coffee to drink, dates to go on, and plays
Similar Books
