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I, Sarah Reynolds, am a nervous wreck. Not because of my relationship or home life (honestly, those couldn’t be better), but because my golden goose for academia was quickly becoming my tightened noose (Was that poetic? Or simply off color?). Katy was a Godsend for somebody in my field. Smart, nice, willing to help, and of course the single most important genetic being of the decade. But alas, it seems she was too incredible. My professors were just unwilling to believe that it was remotely possible that anyone could manage to get record-level biceps in only about half a year of training. Let alone arms bigger than her waist. I really should have seen this all coming, but hey. I was optimistic. I was feeling a bit down after the news that my research would be heavily scrutinized and likely would have funding revoked, but at least Katy wouldn’t be accused of taking elicit drugs or be forced to have tests run on her. Still, it was fun while it lasted. I decided that I wasn’t going to

Part 2: The Girl on the Team Fringe Benefits “Boredom is the real problem right now. Too many champions, not enough blackguards.” If anyone knew about the behavior of Supers it was the speaker Noah Guhwen, better known as the Immortal, since he was likely the world’s oldest metahuman. A title which he’d trademarked and held through several lawsuits, particularly from antediluvian journalist and perennial high school student Andrew Huntziger. Ryden smirked: “Don’t tell me you still have a taste for all the destruction.” “No, it’s just that Supers got used to everything that went with it: the rush, the adoration, the sense of purpose, the unity. It used to be every couple years all the teams had to come together against an existential threat: alien invasions, yet another unprecedented alliance of evil Supers, a new rampage by Zombie or Mecha-Hitler. Supers could deal with all that, but not with public debate and compromise.” Noah didn’t quite look like any current ethnic group, and