EIGHTY-NINE: Hero Types

EIGHTY-NINE: Hero Types

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Aldens remaining days with Boe were much too brief, and they threw into stark relief one inconvenient fact about his new life.

I cant get approval to go back home for Christmas or New Year, he told his friend on Wednesday night, slamming the door to his bedroom and stalking into the kitchen. All the requests I put in this morning were denied. I got the notices while I was in the shower.

Well Boe glanced up from his perusal of the enormous stack of coupons Alden had received when he first entered intake. We thought it would be that way.

I cant go back next Christmas either. Alden yanked open the fridge and glared at an innocent bottle of green tea. The U.S. approves Avowed for visits up to eighteen months in advance, and the slots for major holidays for anyone C-rank and above fill the day theyre opened. I have eleven days off between school quarters then. You know what else I cant do with that time?

Get approval to have guests here on Anesidora? Boe suggested.

Thats right! Because Anesidora allows us to schedule visitors two years in advance. And the special occasion slots here fill up the second theyre opened, too. So maybe, if Im lucky enough to not be on a summons on sign-up day this year, I can have a holiday with my family or friends, when Im in college.

February is probably good, right? Or March.

Alden grabbed a container of acorn squash soup. Yes. Its manageable. Weekends get booked up fast. I guess I just have to skip school if I actually want to use the fourteen days of family time the U.S. allows me each year. But the local hero team in Chicago will also ask my school how Im doing before they grant my approval, to make sure Im a good boy who wont hurt regular humans while Im under their jurisdiction. So I cant just skip class. I have to get permission from the school, then get permission from the country I was born in, then get permission from the hero team in charge of monitoring me and sign a paper saying I understand they will arrest meif I so much as magically sneeze or step outside the city limits.

If it makes you feel better, Im sure the process is really streamlined. It sounds like a lot, but its probably computers putting checkmarks beside your name all along the way.

Theyre treating me like Ive done something bad. But I havent. And that fact makes me want to do something bad.

Alden shoved a spoon into the soup without bothering to heat it.

Boe raised his eyebrows. What kind of a villain phase will it be then?

Something heinous, Alden muttered, shoveling soup into his mouth.

How heinous?

Ill

The silence stretched between them. Boe started to snicker.

Shut up. Im thinking of things.

You literally cant think of anything bad to do!

I can! Im trying to think of something bad that involves my powers, though. My skill requires people to entrust me with things. So my evil has to have an accomplice.

Boe rested his elbows on the counter and steepled his fingers. I will be your minion. Youre welcome.

Alden pointed the spoon at him. I cant have a minion who outranks me. Everyone will think youre the one in charge.

Since you cant even think of crimes to do on your own

Ill throw Haunting Spheres into movie theaters and make them yell.

Petrifying.

Alden sighed. I actually can think of a few terrible things, but theyre a little too terrible for me to joke about them. I wanted to be funny with some middle ground crime. Something between pranking moviegoers and decapitating cyclists with fishing line.

The evil oozes from you. Boe pushed aside the stack of coupons. Seriously though. Im sorry. It sucks they make you jump through so many hoops to visit.

Do you know theres pushback here on Anesidora about allowing more guests, too? Its purely an insular locals thing. They dont like tourists even though practically the only tourists here are the family members of first generation Avowed. Its not even close to a majority opinion, but still

Wish you were unregistered, too? Boe asked.

Alden winced. Sometimes, he admitted. But Id have other stresses then. I mostly wish you werent going back home.

It was different with Boe. Alden didnt want to dump his baggage on Connie or Jeremy. He didnt want to with Boe either, buthe could. Or he had been able to. They were putting a moratorium on sharing Earth-shattering secrets at Boes insistence, until Alden could figure out how to magically bind them with his own version of the Triangle of Absolute Secrecy.

On Aldens end of things, there wasnt much left to tell anyway. He couldnt talk about Bearer, and the cat was already out of the bag on his budding wizardry.

He wasnt going to give anyone details about the knights. He didnt know what combination of politics, personal reasons, and culture made them want to keep exactly what they were private. But they did. And he understood it himself on a gut level.

Boe knew Stuart was the son of that really important Primary guy Alden had met at the party. Which was all Alden had known himself a few months ago. It was fine.

The only thing he really had left that he wanted to share was the existence of his fake profile and his actual levelbut the Contract lying about your powers to the Artonans was just about the most earth-shattering news he could think of. Even bigger than him being able to cast spells now.

It could wait until he figured out contract magic.

Someone pressed the buzzer on the apartment and shouted, Trick-or-treat! through the panel.

Boe looked at door. Are you supposed to be passing out candy tonight?

A lot of people are. I didnt even decorate my door, so that persons hoping for a bit much. Dont worry. Its locked, and theyre used to me skipping out on social events.

Boes fingers went back to their steepled position. In that case, lets talk about that disturbing text you sent me in the middle of the day.

What disturbing text?

A quote: I think I really ought to do something more serious about Manon and the boater. What do you think about me confronting her directly?

Oh. Thats no big deal.

Alden justhadnt been able to put it out of his mind since he saw Karl.

I was in Engaging with the Unexpected. We were talking about what goodnessis again.

And your answer today is vigilantism? Boe asked in a flat voice. Because I seem to remember you saying that an actual Sway superhero told you there was no legal way to handle the problem.

Of course not. Ive Shes a cult leader who lightly mind controls her friends and uses them like breakable dolls. And I know about it. So I have to do something for them. My original idea of sending them messages wasnt really enough either, was it? And it probably wouldnt even work. I dont want to cause a huge mess, but I should do more than that. I could tell Manon herself I know what shes doing. I could

Do you actually want to save the boater? Or are you feeling an urge to fuck with Manon because she indirectly fucked with you and got people killed? Or is it something far dumber than either of those things?

I told you Im over my dark desire to see Manon punished. I want to help the boater people

Alden, he said tiredly.

Alden shrugged and took another bite of his soup. Theirdynamic with Manon is strange. I dont know which of them really needs an out and which of them might be a willing participant in whatever it is shes doing. But she magically nudged a woman into busting up her leg and then kept her from getting help for it until it was so swollen she couldnt walk on it properly. So at least one member of the collective couldnt possibly be on board.

And? said Boe.

Andits awful that Ive been here for two months without even trying to help. Its shitty.

Boe pressed his face to the counter and clutched his hands together behind his head.

Whats with the drama? Alden thought with annoyance.

I am not a therapist, Boe said in a muffled voice. But at the risk of seriously pissing you off, I am going to tell you something about yourself that Im sure you dont want to hear.

If youre going to say Im lying about the revenge, Im not, said Alden. I

Its not that. And Im notreading you right now. But I have in the past, and I have very recently. So I know what Im about to say is true. And I think even though hearing it said aloud is going to make you unhappy, in the long run, it might keep you from getting stuck on moons.

Well, Im all for that not happening

Alden felt nervous suddenly. Boe could say devastating things when he was angry. He didnt seem very angry right now, but Alden doubted that gaining the ability to read emotions had softened his edges.

Boe looked up at him. Some people are deeply compassionate toward their fellow man, he said. I dont know if its nature, nurture, or habit; but they actually want to help total strangers. They care about every single person who crosses their path. Theyre as close to being pure givers as humans can be. Theyre special. The world would be utopian if everyone was like that.

Alden nodded slowly.

Alden fiddled with the parasailing coupon. Okay. But if turning your back on some people who need help is an option for youlike, if its on your personal list of things that you can forgive yourself forhow do you ever make it right in your head?

Boe huffed. There are millions of people who need help right now, who we could help if we seriously tried, but you and I are totally ignoring them. Look at us, sitting here with plenty of food in the fridge and more blood than we need pumping through our veins. How are you making that right in your head?

Oh, Im old enough to donate blood now.

Your bloods probably radioactive and full of alien germs. Nobody wants it, so maybe that was a bad example.

Im serious, though, Alden said. If you decide to live in shades of moral gray, theres no way to know if youre being pragmatic or just giving yourself a pass to chicken out in any given situation.

Boe didnt answer. After hed been staring off into space for a minute, Alden asked, Are you getting a call or something?

No, Boe replied in a distant voice. Hey, how many lives have you saved in your life? We dont have to say it was during berry picking. We can pretend it was during some other unrelated event. But how many was it, really?

Ten, thought Alden.But saving Kibby had been the same as saving himself, so he couldnt count her.

Nine.

Fucker. I was hoping you were going to say three. Maximum. Fine. Okay. Nine. Youre one away from double digits. Thats cool of you.

Where are you going with?

Ive just thought of a way to help you see yourself better. So that you can make shit right in your head no matter how morally gray the situation is.

Boe was grinning now, and he sounded pleased with himself in that particular way that meant he thought hed just done something very clever.

Alden felt a sense of foreboding.

I cant believe it took me this long to come up with it! It should have been out of my mouth the minute you walked into the apartment.

Boe, youre acting a little

From now on, whenever you go more than a step or two out of your way to help someone you dont personallyknow and care for, you have to call me and tell me about it, he announced.

What? No, I dont! Alden glared at him. Thats patronizing, and dumb as shi

Oh, its not to ask me for permission or anything like that! That would be patronizing. You are totally free to save every person on Anesidora and their pets if you want. You just have to tell me youre doing it. Because from now until the day you really-for-real die, Im going to match you.

Match me?

When I get home, Boe continued, Im going to save nine peoples lives. And to be fair about it, Im going to try to do it with an equivalent amount of risk. You said the berry picking wasnt supposed to be incredibly dangerous, but you did know it wasnt safe. So I cant take total softballs. Ill have to find nine people in situations that will be mildly hazardous for me to resolve.

Boe, thats not funny, Alden breathed.

You have no idea how good Im going to be at this. Can you even imagine how much human suffering happens around us on a daily basis? Sometimes, in big crowds, if I lose my shield, I can identify people who are suicidally depressed. Or violently angry. Or scared of the angry person theyre with.

Thats

Im embarrassed to tell you that. Because usually I ignore them. See, with my power, theres always a next person in trouble. And a next person. And another. At school once, I felt someone getting the crap beat out of them just outside the building, and in the bathroom across the hall, in the same class period, a person was feeling these spikes of self-hatred and pain that made me think they were hurting themselves. And our teacher was flirting with a girl in a way that was making her incredibly uncomfortable. All of it. All at once. Any time I want.

You cant just

How many of them do you think I helped? Boe asked.

Aldens pulse was racing. He felt the beginnings of panic.

The answer is two. I distracted the teacher by asking for permission to go to the bathroom. I didnt bother with the fight. I could have broken it up easily, but I have to draw the line somewhere. Getting punched in the face is a bizarre risk for me, since I take it like an Avowed instead of a normal guy and people might notice. Thats the kind of thing Ill do until I get my nine, though. Just a little danger. Probably nothing will go wrong, and Ill be helping people. Thats what you thought you were getting yourself into, right?

Aldens ears were ringing. Almost like the tinnitus was back. His knuckles were white against the counter.

Calm down, Boe said, suddenly eyeing him with alarm.

I cant.

Try to control your breathing, said Boe. Theres that thing you used to do with

I cant, he gasped. Give me a second. Fuck. Dont read me. You asshole.

Boe went quiet.

This is so humiliating. Actual fucking panic because of a conversation.What the hell, Alden?

He wished Boe could leave. He wished he could without having to walk through halls full of people having fun in their Halloween costumes. He clung to the counter, feeling like his chest was going to burst and the room was spinning around him.

Boe did go hide out in one of the spare rooms to give him some privacy.

Twenty minutes later, when he heard Alden running the kitchen sink to get a glass of water, he re-emerged.

Im sorry, he said. Are you all right?

Awesome, Alden croaked. Im waymore temperamental than Ive been in years. Its so much fun.

I wasnt reading you, Boe said. You can tell because I didnt realize I was upsetting you that much until it was too late.

I know you werent.

I was a little too thrilled with my idea.

Your idea is fucking shit.

Oh no, Boe said mildly. My idea is perfection. But I didnt mean to dig in with it quite like that.

Youre still going to fight gangs as an unregistered superhuman until you save nine people!?

Why cant I? Boe asked. His voice was steady. I went a little overboard, and I made it sound like I was going to risk myself to punish you. Which is twisted. I promise it wont be like that. Ill be careful. But I am going to do it. Ill text you before and after. You can watch me through our interfaces if you wantfull disclosure on my lifesaving endeavors. Dont think of it as me doing something dangerous to hurt you, spite you, or mock you. Its really not that. Think of it as me helping people with you. Like were partners in heroics. Long distance style.

Alden stared at him. I dont want you to.

Because you value me? Good. You should value yourself at least as much. And Im always wondering where the line is that will take me from Scumbag Type to Hero Type. I know youre all the way on the other side of it. So this is actually the perfect thing for both of us.

Yourecrazy.

This is the best Ive felt about myself in years, to be honest. Im completely clear-headed. Be as noble as you choose to be, Alden. Save babies. Save boaters. Save murderers if you want. But every time you stick your own neck out to save a strangers, pretend Im there with you. Pretend were getting into it together and were facing the exact same amount of struggle and the exact same consequences for failure.

I would be too paralyzed to leave the fucking apartment.

Why?

What do you mean why?!

Do you think Im a coward? Boe asked. Im not trying to paralyze you. I dont want you to wrap yourself up in a blanket and hide from danger. I wantto involve myself in this part of your life. All this time, Ive thought I wasnt good enough for it, but I think if we do it this way, maybe I am.

This is my Hero Type. I chose it for myself just now. I watch you. I do my best to keep up. Dont hold yourself back only to keep me safe. Thats lame. Im an A-rank. Im smart. Im actually very competent even if my powers arent ones I want to use much. So dont worry about challenging me. I expect you to. Just dont throw us away on something you dont really care about. Got it?

Alden didnt know what to say.

Got it?

Iget your point at least.

My point is that the next time you die it had better be for something the size of the planet. Because otherwise Im going to resent you a little bit when I try to make us match up.

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