Y/N = your name

Y/N's P.O.V.

"We have a robbery in progress." I had tapped into the police radio.

I listen carefully as the cop give's out the address.

Bank robbery.

teleporting just outside the building, I check the perimeter. Seeing no one, I teleport inside. The two guys in ski masks seem surprised that I just appeared.

One of them shoots, but I teleport behind him, grabbing his gun and hitting him over the head with it.

He falls to the ground and the other man drops his gun, throwing his hands up in surrender. I teleport to get some extra zip-tie's that were on the counter. Teleporting back, I tie his hands as well as the other man's.

I release the hostages, before teleporting again, this time setting the two men outside, right in front of a large group of police who were waiting to storm the building.

"Your welcome." I smirk, teleporting away.
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I walk down the cold street.

I stopped two muggings and a robbery today. deserve some time out.

My breath puffs out in small clouds around my face. I had swapped out my suit and mask for a pair of dark jeans, a gray sweat shirt/hoodie, my black leather jacket and a pair of boots.

I had bought a cup off coffee and the top of it steamed in the cold air.

I guess I'm not paying attention, because I bump into a man. Before I can comprehend what's going on, instinct kicks in and the coffee cup stops midair. The man and his friend stare at me.

I drop the cup and it falls to the floor, splattering everywhere. Turning, I run. To my surprise, I look back to see them following me.

I turn into an empty alleyway, teleporting.

I'm even more surprised when the do the same.

I stop and turn, looking them over.

"Alright, friend or foe? Are you ultra?" I ask.

"Actually, we're the opposite. We're protecting people like you, people like us, from ultra. We have a base where you'll be safe." The first man states calmly.

"Been there, done that." I sigh.

They look at each other, then back to me in confusion.

"I'm kind of banned. See, I'm guessing you two know John? Yeah, he doesn't like me much." I explain.

"You know John?" They both ask.

"Its been a while." I shrug.

"Just, come with us. Lets at least talk it over." He pleads.

"I don't want to hide. That's why John kicked me out." I reply.

"Then...don't. Just come with us and talk. We won't keep you. You leave whenever you want." He tries.

I finally give in.

"Fine. My name's Y/N." I sigh.

"I'm Stephen." He says.

"Russell." His friend speaks up.
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We jump back to the hideout, and its hard to stick the landing with a clumsy guy on each side of you.

I move to push myself up, but find a pair of shoes in front of me. Shoes, connected to legs, connect to a chest with crossed arms and on top of that, a very unhappy looking John.

"John." I stand, dusting myself off.

He just grabs my wrist, dragging me into his 'office'.

"Y/N, What are you doing here?" He asks angrily.

"Ask your little recruiters out there. They weren't going to leave me alone, I figured i could just get it over with. So you can yell at me, they can see I don't belong here and I, " I pull my wrist from his grasp.

"Can get out of the sewers the teenage mutant ninja turtles live in." I conclude.

He looks even more mad at me now.

"Listen, I know your pissed at me, But it was my choice. Stay hidden down here, or save lives up there." I get as far up in his face as is possible.

"We are not superheroes. We aren't supposed to save humans. Its none of our concern what they do." He growls.

"Unless it affects us. We are no worse, and no better than humans. We are equal. It's not playing god, It's doing the right thing!" I fire back.

"That kind of thinking is what got you kicked out!" He yells.

"I save the world every day, while you hide down here like the coward you are, John!" I point at him.

"I'm protecting my people!" His face is red with anger.

"Whatever you tell yourself so you can sleep at night. Your a coward. You always have been!" I shove him, heading for the door.

He follows me out.

"I'm leaving. I don't have to take this crap from you!" I continue walking.

"We are not done talking! Your calling me a coward when you don't even have the courage to turn around and speak to me?!" He yells.

"I have the courage. I just know I don't have to sit here and listen to you, telling me off like I'm a kid. Because I'm not. You may not be able to believe it, but I'm an actual grown adult." With that, I teleport away.
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*flashback*
Two years ago...

The voices were enough to drive me crazy. The busier the street, the louder and more overlapped the thoughts.

I felt like screaming, but I knew that wouldn't help anything.

I just continued walking.

That was when the men came. It was always the same. The street was clear and the all of a sudden, bam! They were there.

I turned, walking the other way, but more came. I discreetly stepped back, into the alleyway behind me. Suddenly, there was a hand over my mouth. I struggled to break free.

"Shh, listen. Listen to me. I'm trying to help. I'm going to get you out of here." A voice whispered in my ear.

There was a flash of light and suddenly, I was somewhere else.

The man let me go, and my legs felt weak. I dropped to the ground, scooting away from him.

"W-who are you? What is this place?" I asked.

He knelt down.

"Calm down, I know right now your scared, but I'm not going to hurt you. I'm like you. I have powers too. I teleported us down here."

The man had blonde hair and blue eyes. Light stubble covered the bottom half of his face and he was a head taller than me.

" 'Down here'? Are- are we underground? " I asked.

"Your smart. Its an abandoned area of the subway." He smiled.

"Why...?"

"It's a place we bring people to hide from ultra. They haven't found this place yet, so...for now, its our safe haven." He explained.

"If were lucky ultra won't find it any time soon." I turned to see a dark haired woman.

She smiled.

'I'm cara.'

She didn't say it. Her lips didn't move, but I heard it so clear.

'I'm like you, too. all of us down here are.'

'This place is amazing. ' I tried.

'Well, if your saying it's a castle, I'll have to disagree, but it's kept us safe for years. I suppose it is, in one way or  another...' She replied

"Want a tour?" She asked, this time out loud.

"Apparently Cara likes you already. She's stealing my job." He mock glared at her.

"No, just trying to help." She smiled, shrugging innocently.

"I'm John, by the way." He introduced himself.

"Your just now telling her this? I thought you tell them that before you convince them to come down here." She seemed to be half joking, half serious.

She looked at me.

"Actually, about that...'Convince' is a funny word, isn't it..." He laughed nervously.

"John, tell me you did not-" Cara was trying to keep calm, but she cut herself off.

"Oh, god. Can I not leave you alone for five seconds?!"

"She was backed up against a wall. Ultra on both ends. I got her out of there." He defends himself.

I look down, feeling awkward for being there.
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"Your doing good." John smiled as we sparred.

It had only been two weeks since I came in.

"I'm getting better." I smiled back.

"Some of the guys are afraid to spar with you. Worried you might accidentally break something." He comments.

"If I broke something, it wouldn't be an accident."

Suddenly, I teleported behind him, kicking his legs out from under him.

I thought I was safe, but he kicked my legs and I fell on top of him.

"Don't get cocky. That's how you lose." He said.

"I haven't lost yet." I hold him down.

Cara cleared her throat.

"So, how's your training?" She asked.

I could hear a slight annoyance in her voice.

"Good." I rolled off of john, helping him up.

"Why?" I asked.

"Just wondering. People are saying your pretty good." She shrugged.

"She is." John spoke up.

"The best one since you."
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I was topside, walking down the street. I can't even remember why.

"Help!" A woman screamed nearby.

A man way attempting to steal her purse.

I pulled my scarf up to hide my face, running up ahead. I use my tk to trip the man. He fell to the ground, it looked like an accident. Then I tackled him, grabbing the woman's purse.

A cop came through the crowed that had formed.

I talked with him and he took the man.
In his eyes, I was just a good citizen.
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"Our job isn't to save humans, Y/N." John sighed.

"John, I did something good today. I thought you would be proud of me." I scoffed.

"You did something good. But you could have been exposed. Humans don't think like we do. We're not like them. They think just because we're special...we're dangerous. That's why we don't play god." He looked at me.

"I'm not playing god. I just think we could help them." I tried to convince him.

"We're not superheroes, Y/N. Were not." He replied.

"So you just want me to hide down here?" I asked, annoyed.

"We're not hiding, we're keeping the people down here safe." He argued.

"What about the people up there?" I ask.

"You mean the people who can kill? We can't, but they can. And if they find you, they will. I can't have you putting the people down here at risk. Either you stop...or you pack your stuff and go." He stared at me.

"You know my answer, John." I turned, walking away and shutting the door behind me.

I heard something crash, but I took no mind. I packed all my stuff in my backpack, before saying goodbye to my friends.

"Y/N, stay." Cara pleaded.

"You know i can't." That was the last thing I said, before leaving.
*End of flashback*
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The memory fades from my mind. After that, I became what John said I couldn't be.

A superhero.

"Y/N! Y/N, wait up!" I turn to see the guy from last night.

"Hey, its Stephen, right?" I ask.

"Yeah." He nods.

"Listen, I just wanted to apologise, for last night. I didn't know John was going to lose it. If I had known, I wouldn't have made you come back." He sighs, looking guilty.

"Its not your fault. You didn't know. He just doesn't understand. " I assure him.

"Yeah... I better get going...I've got school." He nods.

"Oh, wait...Here," I pull out a pen and paper, scribbling down my number.

"That's my number if you ever get into trouble. " I smile.

"Thanks."
He turned and walked away.

To be continued...