Heroism lies not in strength alone but in the intention to do good and save lives. Enjoy Akash Nag’s action packed story of unsung superheroes!
My next-door neighbour was my best friend. We always shared our secrets and good news. We love fruit chews. Both of us hate violence by evil people. But we do like superheroes like Avengers. My favourite hero is Captain America. My friend likes Hulk the most who is powerful but is always angry and eager to fight. My friend’s name is Norman. Only Norman without a surname. We play a lot of basketball and baseball everyday for at least 3-4 hours. After playing Norman and I study for 4-4:30 hours. We play PES2020 in my PS4 on Saturdays and Sundays. I have Messi in my team. We play the quick match option. We choose club teams. I always play as Manchester City. He chooses Barcelona but always loses to me. Only once there was a 3-3 draw.
It was night time in 1990. I was sleeping. I suddenly heard a cry. I ran downstairs and found my cousin dead. I live with my cousin since my parents died when I was 2 years old. He was my only living family member. He was gone too! I cried bitterly and was very sad for a few days. After that there was no feeling of fear left in me any more.
At that time there were a lot of crimes in the city. Many people died and that was why I was worried a lot. ‘This isn’t going right,’ I wondered. I had an idea. I told Norman that we should protect the city from the criminals. We made costumes. We wanted to be real life heroes. But before we started all this we went to the gym for a month and we developed abilities and acquired more power, dodging skills and speed almost like lightning.
Our first rescue operation was a fire in a hotel. When we reached the hotel we found that everybody was fine and safe except a teenage boy. He was shouting for help. The firefighters tried but they weren’t successful. Norman and I burst through the door and ran like cheetahs. It was tough running in those conditions but we managed to save the boy at the nick of time.
That was the most epic and adventurous day of my life. The media people asked our names but we ran away. There was another fire the very next week. We rescued a lot of people there. I couldn’t understand why there was fire in the city twice in two weeks. We thought that the fires were not by accidents and we needed to find the real criminal.
Soon after, there was fire in both of our houses. There was a letter which was a warning that we shouldn’t rescue people or the sender would finish us. I was puzzled. How did he know that we were rescuing people? Hmm… this means he had known our identity or he knew us. I needed to spy who was doing all this nasty and deadly works. We needed to catch that person very quickly before he did something deadly again.
One day we were in my house sitting in my room. We thought about it for a minute or so.
“What to do?” my mate asked.
“Hmmm…! I can’t understand it too,” I said scratching my head.
“We should sleep now. I’ll think of something,” I said with a big yawn. It was just acting.
I waited until he slept in my cousin’s room. I left the house around 2 o’ clock in the night. I was hoping that my guess was right. If it wasn’t then that would be a problem.
I was sure that these troublers would definitely be staying outside the city. I spotted a change in the shop from where I used to buy fruit chews. The shopkeeper used to stay till 4 ‘o’ clock at night. It wasn’t dawn yet. I asked the man, “Why are you closing the shop?”
“I am destroyed,” he said crying a lot.
The situation became more tense. I was totally confused. I returned home and fell asleep.
I woke up late in the morning the next day. I wasn’t tired at all.
“The case was solved,” I told Norman.
“Last night I recognized that the shopkeeper had a crime company sign. I have heard about that in the internet but no one was able to find it. “Cc” was the sign which I saw.”
We informed the police about this. We introduced ourselves as the unknown heroes of the city. Along with the police we went to the shopkeeper’s house. The police arrested him and found out the actual secret location of “Cc” company. After we reached there a fight started between the police and the criminals. It was total chaos. Many criminals died. A lot of police officers died too. I was severely injured too. Sweat and blood was all over my face. I was very tired at that time.
Suddenly the leader of the criminal gang punched me on my face. That hurt a lot. I returned a punch. We were fighting like the one shown in the movie Avengers Endgame. At last he punched me so hard that I fell down. He thought I died. But I hadn’t. That gave me a good opportunity to throw a grenade at him which the police gave me for my protection. He stared at it and laughed thinking that it was only a toy and BOOM it exploded.
Finally, we won but I was taken to the Hospital. Norman fought bravely as well. Then…. I forgot what happened next. Both of us got released after a month. The police gave us awards. But we requested them to keep our identities secret so that we can continue to help people of the city of New York.
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