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

His eyes fluttered open to soft sunlight filtering through gauzy curtains. His head throbbed. His body ached. He felt… warm. 


Bandages wrapped his chest and arms. His shirt was missing. 


And he was nestled, cradled, against a sleeping Alexa. 


Her arms were around him. Her breath slow. Peaceful. 


Carter’s heart nearly exploded. His cheeks lit up like wildfire. 


He jolted, accidentally elbowing her in the ribs. 


Then softened when they landed on him. 


“Carter?” she murmured, her voice raspy from sleep. “You’re awake…” 


“I...I didn’t mean to wake you,” he stammered, sitting up quickly. “I...uh...thanks for the save… last night. That was…” 


She smiled faintly, brushing her light-drenched hair behind her ear. “I'm sorry about what I did to you.” 


The New Symbol