Chosen By The Moon

Chapter 133

My leaking eyes met my brothers, a superhero? Where on earth did he come up with that? All I had ever done was course trouble.

“You’ve always looked after me, even when monsmy couldn’t. And… and Nicky says your fighting for the people who can’t fight. That’s what superhero’s do. I’m not superhero, I’m just some loud mouthed kid who can’t control their word vomit.

“I’m no hero, Freddie.” He was seriously adamant. If anything I was a villain, everything I ever held dear had been ripped out from underneath me because I couldn’t accept my fate. If I had just have accepted the king mom would still be here.

“He drew this…” Richard drew my attention to him, as he held a piece of paper out for me to see, a crayon drawing rested on it. It was q actually. “He’s a little artist in the making.”

quite good

On the paper was a drawing of a a girl with dark hair, she had been given muscles, and her hair was tied in a ponytail that sat right at the top of her head, much like a unicom horn which made me chuckle with tears still flowing. Is that really how Freddie viewed me? He saw me as this amazing, powerful superhero?

her chest in the drawing, sat a single letter ‘D‘ most

superhero, and you’re my hero. 1 smiled at my brother, and held my arms out for a big hug which he quickly complied with. His

thought I was a superhero, then I had to at least try to live up to his title, but how exactly was I supposed to do that when I was so terrified of what the king

Freddie went upstairs to

my head and looked at the stairs where my little brother had

was quick to place his hand on my shoulder and shake his

me. He’s safe here, Dylan… em I mean your grace. He’s safe and happy. I promise I’ll treat him like he’s my own.” He did seem happy, and he

“Thank y

in your debt. He would never know

him

for saving me the other day.” I shrugged as my eyes once