Building A Harem Of Supervilainesses... But First, I Have To Save Them Chapter 25: Ch 25: Just A Temp

Stella’s gaze fixed back on with a determination that made nervous.

Helping the city through a crisis had felt good, but I knew that much of the actual superhero job was fluff and bullshit.

"Well, I’m heading ho." I wanted to escape the current conversation. "I’ll et you back here tomorrow, Demoness."

She started to get up, but I saw Kim plant a hand on her shoulder to stop her.

The two of them turned, talking to each other again as I left.

I appreciated Kim for helping to give space.

I hoped she was working with Stella to soften her reliance on after the psych evaluation.

Tired, I headed out, excited for a peaceful night alone in my apartnt.

I walked along the tents in the park, enjoying a bit of night air and moving away from the crowds.

When nobody was in sight, I let light pass right through , becoming invisible.

Relaxing, I launched myself up above the rooftops with my next step.

It felt so fantastic to fly on my own, and it was a beautiful night.

I floated above the rooftops, not in a hurry, watching the sunset as I slowly made my way back to my apartnt.

Life was good.

My secret had remained under wraps, and I’d helped another super control her powers.

The life I wanted hadn’t been derailed yet.

This was just a detour, one I was planning to end soon.

Stella’s face popped up in my head as I thought of the end of our arrangent.

I knew Stella would fight it, but it was best if she didn’t rely on , anyway.

I’d just have to power through her big puppy dog eyes, wanting to be her manager for longer.

I couldn’t be the only super that would be able to help her control her power.

Even soone like Kim with her immortality could probably beco a battery for Stella now that I gave it so thought.

And as a hero, she’d be able to encounter monsters or villains that she could safely drain to keep herself afloat.

I smiled, feeling like I’d figured everything out.

With a little more control, which she was already learning, she’d hopefully beco a decent hero.

I patted myself on the back for making a better hero than most of the ones I’d had to work around.

She would do good.

I hoped that she’d hold her own and not beco the one craving fa, no matter the collateral costs in the battle.

But I couldn’t control her future.

That would be her actual manager’s job.

I was just a temp.

My apartnt lood up ahead.

I headed towards one specific window.

I’d set up a trick window in my bedroom.

It looked like a solid pane, but I had installed a little sliding door chanism to it.

Waving my hand, I detached the lock.

The window wasn’t counterweighted, so it took quite a bit of force to pry open the window and float into my bedroom, closing it behind and latching it.

Inside my apartnt, it was quiet.

After the busy day I had had today and being surrounded by all sorts of new people, it almost seed too quiet.

I shook it off.

Reminding myself, I liked the quiet.

It was peaceful, empty of people that I had to worry about.

It kept my secret safe.

I repeated all the reasons why the peace and quiet was good as I floated around my apartnt, undressing and making my way into the shower.

Turning the handle, a cold spray erged.

I stood there for all of two seconds before I got impatient.

I used my abilities to heat the shower head and make the water pouring out of it steamy warm.

I sighed as my shoulders sank under the water.

There was sothing about being under the hot spray that made my mind wander and drift aimlessly.

I was glad that I could help Stella.

But I couldn’t help but wonder what would have happened if soone had been there for like I was for Stella.

Could I have turned it around?

Would I have not beco a monster?

No, our situations were different.

When my abilities had shown themselves, it had been different.

The world placed the death of over a hundred heroes on my shoulders, and sotis, I couldn’t help but do the sa.

Maybe they were right, maybe I really was a monster.

The idea chilled such that no amount of hot water was going to cut through it.

I turned off the shower without washing my hair.

I didn’t want to think anymore.

My wandering mind had betrayed .

The warmth of it was no longer reaching as deep as I wanted.

Instead, I wrapped myself in thermal energy, drying myself off.

For that mont, I felt like I was in the middle of a nice dry sauna, warmth sinking into my bones.

Throwing on a towel, I half-expected Stella to be sitting in the middle of my apartnt.

She wasn’t, and I realized that I might’ve been disappointed.

I laughed to myself, shaking that off.

Her bubbly energy definitely was fun, but it wasn’t worth all the hassle and risk she brought into my life.

Wanting a distraction, I picked up my phone and opened a dating app.

It was still on lody’s cute face, and I smiled at the photo of her.

I’d hoped we’d be able to get together a few more tis before it got serious.

Our night together had been fantastic.

I hesitated, considering still giving her a booty call.

"What are you doing, Zayn?" I spoke aloud to myself.

I put my phone down, deciding I just needed so sleep and to start a fresh day.

Today couldn’t happen again and again.

We’d wrap up the weekend, and then I needed to move on.

I couldn’t get any closer to the BSH.

Even if they didn’t know what I looked like so many years after the fact, continuing to involve myself with them was a risk I couldn’t take.

Getting into bed, I decided I’d start working to decouple myself and hand Stella off to Kim during our missions the next day.

But I was surprised it wasn’t as obvious to as it should be.

As much as I hated Kim and her hero persona Wrath, I had to admit that she ran the BSH well and could handle Stella.

I hadn’t expected to be proud of working with BSH, but if I was honest with myself, it had been a tiring but great day.

Not wanting to evaluate those emotions deeper, I turned over to go to bed.

I pressed my head into the pillow, willing myself to sleep.