Till death do us part (mysterion x reader) (REBOOT)

Chapter 2

It had been 2 days since my last encounter with mysterion. Surprising really, though maybe he'd rather wait to annoy me on the weekend. Speaking of which, my parents were coming home tomorrow. Great, can't wait for that little chat. They'll probably bring me something I don't like to make up for their absence. Then I'll have to act appreciative and let that pent up anger boil. Funnnn

Kyle and I were sitting together in the cafeteria. Kenny had been sick today, or so I assumed. Kyle had been telling me more about coon and friends. I already knew he was human kite, but he didn't need to know that.
"Mysterions power is supposedly he can't die, which personally I think is bs, but that's opinionated" I nod, hung on every word he said. The more I hear about them the more I'm interested. It's not as dumb as I thought, don't get me wrong it's completely idiotic, but still pretty cool.
"So would you say anyone here could be a superhero? Like- if they feel like it?"
"Ehhh I wouldn't say anyone, imagine the goths trying to be hero's" me and Kyle shared a chuckle
"Fair enough, but you get what I mean" kyle nodded in response
"Yeah, though it would be a pretty dumb idea to go fighting crime when 1. you don't know how to fight. 2. You can't even dodge something-" Kyle went on and on. I shouldn't have said anything-

When I got home I grabbed some comfy fabrics from the crafting closet along with scissors, pins, a pen, and all the essentials for making an outfit. Back in my old city I took sewing lessons and was at least familiar with making an outfit. when I tried it on it was a perfect fit, I looked exactly like one of those nerds. Why was I doing this? Because it was entertaining and it counts as a reason to avoid family and to find out more about mysterion. I stared into the mirror and thought about what kyle had said. I may look the part but I'm not exactly fit for fighting. I should probably head somewhere with more space and a less chance of destroying anything.

I stood on a flat roof of a building, a stool with my computer on it. I'll have to teach myself some protection if I'm gonna be a Dc wannabe. I followed along to the video poorly. I'm not a fast learner-
"Geez, and I thought mosquito was a bad fighter" I perked up to the sound of mysterions voice behind me. I quickly changed my persona.
"Oh. Here I thought you were someone important." The boy gave a brief chuckle and walked over to me.
"I take it your new?" As if he couldn't tell from the computer and me practicing horribly.
"Who wants to know?"
"Mysterion, a member of coon and friends. And you are?" He held his hand out to me. I shook it and realized that i didn't even have a superhero name yet! I quickly tried to think of one and the first thing that came to mind was
"Torch. And- yes, I am new if you must know."
"Torch huh?" He glanced at my computer.
"I doubt tutorials are gonna be much of a help, especially those ones." I gave him a look before responding.
"Is that your way of asking me on a date?" By the pink blush dusted across his cheeks, I don't think he got that I was joking.
"Chill out, it was a joke. But if your offering to give me some free lessons I wouldn't mind." Mysterion cleared his throat, pulling his hood a little over his face to hide his blush.
"Right- right of course." For a moment I could hear his voice slip, but only for a second.

After some training I finally felt like I got the hang of this whole hero façade. Mystery boy was a better fighter than I thought, or at least in training that is.
"Alright, that's all. Unless you'd like more training tomorrow?" He had a sorta hopeful look. I nodded
"Why not, I'll need as much practice as possible. Can't exactly be a hero if you don't know how to fight." He and I chuckled
"It's a date then" he returned the joke from earlier, earning a grin from me.
"Till tomorrow then, mystery boy. Au revior" and with that I went home.

I jumped in through my window, getting into my pajamas and setting my hero outfit In a box under my bed. As I laid in bed I thought about when his voice slipped. It sounded familiar, but I couldn't put my finger on it. He's the only one I can't figure out. It's frustrating to say the least.

Kenny had decided to walk with me to school today. Oddly it was only me kenny wore his hood down around. Not sure why though, but he looked cute without it on. In a- wholesome- sorta sense-
"So any reason you wanted to walk me to school?" I asked him.
"Ohh, no particular reason. What I'm not allowed to walk my friend to school?" He looked to me with a grin still on his face.
"Well you seem like someone who'd walk someone to school so people assume your a couple" Kenny blushed a light pink "me? Why, I would never!" He posed dramatically in his joking tone. We shared a chuckle as we walked into the school. Kenny pulled his parkas hood back up. In the corner of my eye I noticed two people. A tall, incredibly pale boy with black hair and- red eyes? Beside him was this shorter blonde boy, everything about him screamed British. The tall boy looked at me with a cold expression
"Got a staring problem?" He growled. I jumped a bit, his voice was more sultry than I had expected. It almost sounded like one of the goths, but obviously better-
"Sorry-" I tried to rush past them. Kenny was quiet as we walked past.
"Who were they?" I asked him. Kenny seemed almost surprised that I didn't know.
"That was Damien and pip. Pip is harmless really, but Damien. I wouldn't mess with him. He's the literal anti Christ." He felt uneasy. I chuckle
"What? Cmon, I'm sure he isn't that bad"
"No- he's literally the anti Christ. His dad is satan." The look on his face told me he wasn't joking.
"Oh- then how the fuck does he tolerate pip? The guy looks like a southern pansy" Kenny shrugged
"Nobody knows really, I guess they kinda cancel each other out" hm, so it's an opposites attract sorta deal.
"Even so, I'd stay away from Damien if I were you. The guys got a few screws loose" I looked back at them. They were walking off to class- holding hands?
"Yeahhh, I think I'll be fine."