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

Interior – Legion Tower – Eden’s Room – Morning 


Eidolon or Eden, as he was now known, sat on the edge of his bed, scrolling through messages on his cellphone. His room was clean, minimalist, with only a few photos: one of the entire Legion, another of the Bubble Crew with Troy in the middle. He paused at a new contact glowing on-screen: 


Last message: “Sure, I’d love to help. Meet you at Central Mall tomorrow around 10?” 


He leaned back, arms behind his head, a small smirk tugging at his lips. “Guess I owe Bubble Boy for this one,” he muttered. 


Flashback – Last Night – Legion Cafeteria 


Troy sat across from Eden, poking at a bowl of cereal far too late at night. 


“You know anyone… good with clothes?” Eden asked suddenly. 


Eden shrugged. “Kinda need a new wardrobe. Tired of looking like a supervillain.” 


Troy considered. “Annie. She’s got good taste.” 


Eden raised an eyebrow. “Garden Girl?” 


Mall Day