I opened my eyes to see Prince and someone else staring at me. Yelping in surprise, I pushed back, engulfing myself in my wings. It was then that I realised that I didn't have my shirt on. Jesus fucking christ. What had happened after I had passed out. I moved my wings a bit so that I could see Prince and his friend through a small slit. Prince noticed that I was looking and waved.

"Hey Anxiety. We were wondering if you were hungry?" I gulped. I was hungry. My stomach ached. I couldn't remember when I had last eaten. Maybe, two days ago? I didn't have a eating disorder, but when you're a supervillain you don't really get much time to get groceries. I froze when I realised why he had asked that question. He had seen me with my shirt off, meaning he could see how hungry I was, meaning he could see my scars. Shit. I opened my wings all the way. I wanted to get a good look of where I was. There seemed to be no point in hiding my body anymore as they had already seen me with me shirt off. It seemed like a normal living room, except for the fact that there were no windows. And that we seemed to be underground. Prince's friend adjusted his glasses and looked at me.

"I am terribly sorry that I removed your clothing. It would have gotten in the way of the healing process and that could have ended badly for the both of us." I couldn't speak.

Healing process

They healed me

I didn't understand. I turned around and stared at Prince.

"What is this place? Aren't you going to take me to jail? I thought I was a super villain."

He smiled at me.

"You passed out before I could. And I'm not taking you to jail. However, you are going to be stuck here with Logan and I so that you can't hurt anyone else."

"Logan?"

His friend adjusted his tie.

"That would be me. It's a pleasure to meet you." He said, sticking out his hand. I reluctantly shook it. I couldn't breathe. My enemy, the person who had said to my face that he would destroy me, was offering to keep me in his house. I started hyperventilating. They hated me, yet they wanted to stay in the same house as them. My childhood flashed before my eyes. All the beating and torture. They had all started the same way.

"Anxiety?" I couldn't make out who said my name.

"Anxiety? Are you alright?" Prince? I could feel someone touching me. Someone was talking to me. I'm not used to people touching me. But this time was different. It was a loving touch, the kind that people melt into. The world was fading, and then coming back into focus. I blinked back more tears as I stared at Prince.

"Are you alright?" He asked. No. I shrugged. His friend, I mean Logan, came back with a glass of water. I haven't even realised that he had left. He handed me the water and started examining my wings from a distance. Prince stared at me as I drank the water.

"What?" I snapped at him. He quickly turned his head around and looked away. I sighed.

"I can take you to your room if you want?" Prince spoke up. I stared at him. I had almost forgotten that I was staying with him. Not wanting to cause anymore of a fuss I nodded and followed him when he got up. He lead me to a room that was almost as big as the living room. Wow.

"If this is what a you get if you become a superhero, you can sign me up." I mumbled under my breath. Prince heard me and laughed. I tried not to blush. I got so lost in my thoughts that I forgot that Price was there, so I took off my mask.

Turning around, I remembered why it was on in the first place.