CO2_GHOUL

At Nightingale Academy, where heroes are forged based on the destructive power of their abilities, Troy stands at the bottom of the hierarchy. His gift? Bubbles—harmless, fragile, and utterly unremarkable in a world where strength defines worth. Mocked by peers and ignored by the system, he struggles to prove that power isn’t just about destruction.

But when a single night shatters his perception of what it means to be a hero, Troy is forced to confront the dark truth behind the heroes he once admired. In a world where justice is painted in shades of gray, he must carve his own path—one where power is redefined, and saving lives means more than just winning battles.

Even if it means standing alone.

Bubble Boy

The neon glow of the city buzzed in the distance as the Bubble Crew stood atop a dimly lit rooftop. Their masked figures blended into the night, save for the soft luminescence of Troy’s bubbles floating around them. 


Jackson—Inferno—flipped the camera on. "Alright, people. Let’s show them how it’s done." 


Carter—Umbra—gave a lazy wave to the camera. "Another night, another crime-stopping session. Try not to let Bubble Boy steal all the attention." 


Troy smirked under his mask. "Can’t help it. People love me." 


Emily—Psion—rolled her eyes. "Debatable." 


The sound of shouting and broken glass snapped their focus back to the street below. A group of masked thugs had surrounded a convenience store, one of them gripping the cashier by the collar while the others stuffed money into duffel bags. 


"Showtime," Jackson said, cracking his knuckles as flames flickered along his arms. 


Without hesitation, they leaped into action. 


Clash in the Shadows