Kyle's POV

TIME SKIP (Spring Break)...

My name is Kyle La'Van Jan'Twaine York.

If you told me that I would have my life turned upside down by becoming a superhero during my senior year in high school, I would've called in the people from the psychiatric ward and tell the orderlies to have you sedated and placed in a rubber room for life. Because the old me would've never been caught up in a world that was straight out of comic books with spandex, gadgets, and superhuman abilities. No, guys, I would've settled for living in the shadows while disappointing my parents and hanging out with the unpopular crowd.

But now, things have changed since my initial encounter with Marcel Dermott and his friends. Since being mugged at the park that fateful day, I had undergone a full one-eighty extreme makeover which almost didn't happened if I stood by the values that my grandparents raised me to believe in. I'll admit that I was a bit of a brat when everything began- me being a total pain-in-the-ass while helping Browning with his plan to take down the Titan Club/Beautiful People as the Outcasts- got free rein in the greater Berkeley area. I even believed in him when he said that I wasn't meant to follow this path and wanted to stand true to the Tillman lifestyles of frugality and self-expression.

I was a fool to think that I wasn't meant to live in Dad's version of the Amercan dream and wanted to create my own.

But now that I see the whole truth, my destiny being set in stone long before I came to Berkeley. Dad and Mom believed that I was meant to embrace the legacy of being a Titan. I had to hide in the background to make my inner censor happy while feeling more and more alone. But now that I've taken all of the serums that were injected into me and embraced my alter-ego Kevarix as a part of me, there's nothing that I can't be able to do once I started believing in the power that I can create.

Marcel knew of this as did his friends, his dads, and even my parents alongside the Dennards and the Deverauxs. I just needed to break down the walls that kept me surrounded and start believing in it myself.

With the end of senior year fast approaching and my wedding to Marcel getting closer, I knew that letting go of the old me was going to be the turning point of my teenage lifestyle. And by the time my fiance and I say 'I do,' there'd be no going back.

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"How did I get so lucky to have you?"

That's the first question that left my fiance's mouth as he and I came back from taking down a drug ring in LA and were currently enjoying a steamy shower together (why not, folks?). I faced his wide and goofy grin that definitely contrasted his teenaged version of Clark Kent. "Wait, what?" I said, chuckling a bit as I began lathering his massive chest and abs.

Marcel approached me until the tip of our erections brushed against each other, making me gasp slightly. "I am so thankful each day that you're now not only my fellow partner-in-heroism but also my future husband," he explained, placing a chaste kiss on my lips as his hands began goosing my ass cheeks. "Even before you became a superhero and were lost in the world of cynicism, I knew that you and I were meant to be. Our dads knew of this as did your mom. The moment that I laid my eyes on you was when I strongly believed that you were destined to become more than a hater of the all-American dream. I sensed a young hero waiting to come out of the shell of rebellion. Things might've been different if we've never met, Kyle, but you'd still haunt my dreams."

"Marcel," I shuddered as he began to finger my hole with one hand and pumping my erection with the other. "Marcel, you-"

"Shh," my fiance replied gently with a bit of sternness in his voice. "I love how your body responds to mine as our alter egos cry out in ecstatic joy for each other. I love it when you let Kevarix be submissive to my Orttex. I love the way we lose ourselves and each other under the sheets. But most of all, I love you for being my teammate, soulmate, classmate, and brother-in-arms."

If my body wasn't heating up by the way he said that to me, I was definitely feeling the liquid fires right about now. "Fuck me," I grunted."

And damn it to hell if Marcel wasn't too happy to oblige with my request. Best Spring Break pastime ever.

Sounds like Kyle is loving his new life as a Titan, folks! And again, there's not much smutty goodness for this chapter since I am going to keep things on the fade-to-black level.

Anyway, we're checking in with Tamarious and Company in the next chapter as two more Outcasts decide to defect and either leave town or join the Titans completely. And you won't believe who these two are! Stick around, folks, because you can never go wrong!

Song: "Make Me" by Britney Spears ft. G-Easy.

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