Class had ended and Lester headed straight home. Behind, the Siblings and Damian met up to discuss of Lester's case. Seems like they were hiding something and this was how it went.
Lily Lane: *I was not wrong about him, Damian.. He is defo NOT A HERO.*
Damian: *I didn't think it would be this bad. The Lester Veil I knew was more smiley. Now, I have this depressive Lester which didn't shed a tear hearing that lie about Freckles..*
Tommard: *The sicko became more of a sicko.*
Lily Lane: *Well, looks like we've already made up with our mind. That guy is up to no good. The team does not NEED HIM.*
Damian: *And it's sad. He could have been a good element.*
Tommard: *I agree.*
Lily Lane: *Suck it up both of you. Too many Earthians are depending on us.. We can't let emotions interfere..*
Lester Veil.
European Origin.
Afro-American Progenitors.
22 Years Old.
Male.
Has a crude understanding of Life.
My name is Lester Veil.. I'm a nobody. Or at least, that's the name of the Nobody I wish to bear everyday. But I also have a different life. A life I lead in a complete lie. A life, where I am a Criminal.
Chapter V: Lester Veil II.
*Fwwsshh*
Swinging inbetween the buildings of the city, Lester dressed as Spiderman was on the lookout of the danger.
The sun had already set in and the moon was on its to the peak.
When suddenly, a scream caught the attention of the Spidey.
Dashing into action, he could see from afar that a woman was in danger.
A couple of men putting hands on her.
But as he was about to intervene, a sixth sense of his stopped him.
He felt something strange but couldn't get a grasp of what it was..
Looking more closely, he finally saw what was really happening.
"Freckles..."
It was not that obvious but Lester always had eyes for his close friends.
Down there, in that alley, was Amanda Freckles beating the shit out of some goons.
Vivid to witness the deal, Lester sat down.
Uncovering his mask, he felt a sense of nostalgy as he watched from behind his youthful friend bullying others.
*Fucking Whippers*! I'm gon' teach ya what's up wit' em''.. Imma a fock'ing beast, ya bastards!*
Surrounded by five muscley guy, Freckles easily manhandled all of them.
And Lester on the roof, was giggling at the seriousness of the situation.
But tired of sitting behind, Lester...
*Captain! Just Give Up!! We can regenerate unlimitedly.. And no one will come to you. We made sure to isolate you~~*
Landing in the coldest way possible, Lester still unmasked appeared.
*~~or not... Who's that guy!?*
"This one's gonna hurt..."
Placing his palm against the goons, Lester felt a sense of regret for taking the lives of weaklings.
**Splash!!**
What was left of them was sheer blood.
Their regeneration couldn't do anything.
They aimply lost.
And.
As uncommon as it seemed, Lester quickly hugged Freckles.
This was the Reunion of the old babies.