Chapter 4

I arrived at work on time. I was surprised at the order. It was the same order to the same guy I did last time. The guy who tried to kill me.

"Frank I can't take this order", I explained.

"You are going to have to. You are our only driver this evening. I am aware of what happened last time. But you can do it", he assured.

I put the pizzas in a red pizza holder and went out back. Of course the Delivery Car wasn't there. I went around the store to my car. I pulled out and drove through the traffic. My suit was sticking to my body due to the humidity outside.

"I should probably not wear it under my clothes", I thought.

I arrived at the guys house a few minutes later. He was standing outside. I was hesitant to approach him. He was the same guy. I looked at the ticket. It was an order for Wiley Victor. He had short brown hair. And was about six foot five. I walked up to him.

"Order for Victor", I said.

"Yes sir", he said.

He handed me twenty dollars.

"Keep the change", he said as he went inside his house.

I got back inside my car. As I pulled out, my phone rung. It was Frank.

"What is it Frank?"

"Listen carefully. Some guy is here. He is looking for you. He says its urgent. I told him you were on a delivery. He said he'll wait. But from the looks of it, he wants to "talk" to you. I need you back now!"

"On my way."

I pressed my foot down on the gas. Something wasn't right. He sounded scared. Once I made it to the store, I jumped out of the car. I made my way inside the store. The man was Wiley Victor.

"How did you get her so fast?", I asked.

"What are you talking about sir?", Wiley asked.

"I just delivered you two pepperoni pizzas. What's going on here?"

"I just wanted to tell your manager that you are a good driver. Isn't that right Frank?"

Frank nodded his head. I knew something was up. Frank was acting weird. He seemed on edge.

"Good day Will", he said as he left.

Frank left the store. The moment he stepped foot outside, Wiley lifted me off the ground with his mind. He threw me through the front window of the store. I landed on the ground. Glass managed to rip my shirt, revealing some of my suit.

"How did you know?", I said as I stood up.

"You weren't like the other drivers. Besides, I know that no pizza delivery driver can just climb onto the roof of the house. I wasn't born yesterday!", he explained.

I jumped to my feet. Once I ripped off my clothes and put my mask on, I began fighting him. He dodged all my attacks. He shot a ball of dark matter towards me. I did a side flip and landed next to my car. I went to the trunk and took out my sword. Wiley walked up to me. I took a swing. He grabbed the sword and broke it.

"That sword wasn't cheap!", I belted.

He grabbed my arm and twisted it. I heard a pop sound. When he released it, my arm dangled.

"What do you want?", I demanded.

"To kill the Vigilante and take over the City. That should have been a given. Why else would I be attacking you?"

"Because you want to get your butt kicked. Now get away!"

I kicked him in the stomach. He took a step back. A wave of red matter hit me. I flew back towards the Pet Store. I landed at the entrance. People were screaming and running wild. My suit had a huge tear around the chest area.

"You have had your fun with stopping crime. But I think your days are over", Wiley said.

I stood up. He formed a black ball of matter in his left hand. His eyes were glowing red.

"Wiley! Why are you doing this?", I asked.

"You are a threat to my existence. I need to kill you. Now stop talking!"

At that moment I knew I either could try to fight him or run. I decided to run. The police had arrived. They opened fire on Wiley. The bullets vanished as they hit him. He turned to face them.

"Save your ammo!", he warned them.

I managed to escape him. I removed my mask. I grabbed my pulled out my phone and called Margaret.

"Whats up?", she said.

"Do you know how to sew?", I asked.

"Yeah. Did your suit get ripped?"

"Yes. But you won't believe it though. I am almost to your house. See you soon."

I was running on top of roof tops. It would have been smart to escape in my car but he would've caught me. I reached Margaret's house and burst through the door. She ran towards me.

"What happened?", she asked.

"The Red Beam guy. He found out my identity and tried to kill me. He also has super powers."

I sat down on her leather couch. I removed the top of my suit. There was a long cut across my abdominals.

"Why did you try to fight him alone? You could have called me", she panicked.

She took some alcohol and poured it on the cut. I winced in pain.

"You would have died Margaret."

She began wrapping the cut.

"The worst part is, he broke my sword with his bare hand. I don't even know how that is possible", I exclaimed.

"Don't worry sweetie", Margaret comforted.

She took the top of my suit and put it in the laundry. She then sat next to me.

"So what trouble have you been up to?", I teased.

"Just doing some cleaning. And I thought about what you said. I think I want to be the White Archer."

"You could be a really good help. That guy who attacked me. His name was Wiley Victor. He was the one who tried to kill me in that car accident. Why would he do that?"

"Wiley Victor?!?!", Margaret exclaimed.

"Do you know him?"

"He is a famous inventor. What is he doing fighting?"

"He was tired of hearing about me. He wants to take over Ney York City. But I am not going to let him!", I proclaimed.

Margaret got up and went into the kitchen. She was cooking something. It smelled like chicken.

"Whats cooking?", I asked.

"Lemon Chicken. I watched it from a cooking show. You should have some", she insisted.

I turned the television on. As usual, there was a news report of me. But they were portraying Wiley as a hero.

"The media has it all wrong!", I said as I stood up.

"Of course they do. That's the downfall of being a hero. You should just relax. All this hero talk is ruining the mood. Sit. Have some."

Dinner was spectacular. After words we were hanging out in the game room. Margaret was setting all the high scores on pacman.

"How do you play so well?", I asked.

"I like retro gaming", she said with a smile.

We were in there for a half hour then decided to just relax.

"So I was thinking. You should come with me tonight. Just do a sweep of the city. Make sure things are safe", I recommended.

"Sounds like fun. But is that necessary. Wouldn't you want to do something else?", she asked.

"Crime doesn't rest."

She was reading a Batman comic.

"Every hero needs a sidekick. Batman has Robin."

"You are my sidekick", I said.

She put down the book. She then went out of the room. She returned moments later in her suit. She looked amazing.

"I'm ready when you are", she said.

We were sitting on a roof top overlooking a bank. There wasn't any movement.

"This sucks. There isn't any action", Margaret whined.

"Give it a few minutes. This place is notorious for robberies", I explained.

We waited five more minutes. Just as we were about to leave, the bank exploded. There were men in gas masks running into the bank.

"Here is your first fight. You-".

Margaret was already fighting the robbers. She managed to take out all of them without using any arrows.

"How did you do that so fast?", I asked.

"My mom taught me well", she explained.

We left the crime scene before the police arrived.

We had made it back home. Margaret was full of energy. She talked nonstop. I finally calmed her down.

"What a rush!!", she said.

"Yeah. You kicked ass!", I complimented.

She gave me a kiss.

"Well we need rest. After tonight, we can begin our quest to defeat Wiley!"

I laid down on her bed. She laid next to me.

"Have you ever wondered what it would feel like to have fought alongside your mom when she was fighting Possessor?", I asked.

"It would have been fun but dangerous. Possessor had killed off most of the heroes. The only ones that were left were Michael and Ryein. They loved each other. Michael was the chosen one. He had the ability to create light from his hands. Ryein had the power of magic. My mom was known for her beauty. At one point, Possessor possessed her. He made her kill my father. His name was Anthony. But she didn't mean to. Before her last fight, she sent me to my grandparents. She told me that she'll be back. But she never came back. Years passed before I found out she died. She died protecting a group of kids from Possessors dark energy. Michael brought me her suit after the fight. I patched it up and hid it".

Margaret had tears rolling down her face. I gave her a hug.

"I am sorry I asked."

"What about you. Did you have any related heroes?"

"No", I answered.

We laid there in silence. Neither one of us said anything. The only thing that could be heard was the beating of our hearts.

"I remember a few months ago, when you started working at the store, I thought you were always quiet. You kept to yourself. But not me. You were open to me", Margaret commented.

"I had feelings for you but I knew you had a boyfriend", I replied.

"Well as long as you're with me, I'll be the only one you'll need", she said.

"Thanks babe", I said.

We turned off the lights and fell asleep. I had a dream about Wiley again. This time he had Margaret tied up. He was shooting her with dark matter. She was screaming and begging for mercy. He simple laughed. I couldn't move. I was chained to the ground. He took my sword and swung at Margaret. I sat up. Sweat was pouring from my face.

"He needs to die!", I said.