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“[i]Hey Shaman, how have you been?[/i]” The moment the words escaped from the lips of the anonymous man made her tense. While her popularity in the Super world was increasing, there were very few that would have her phone number. Usually, the requests for her assistance travel through official channels. Unnerved, Levy was silent. 

Thankfully, the man liked to hear himself talk. “[i]Good to hear ya, say I was wondering, are you and your guys checking up on that pyro thing?[/i]” As the man kept talking, a memory buried in her mind due to recent stress floated up to the surface. “[i]It’s just I’m in Chicago tryin’a do the right thing, you know ‘use my powers for good and all that’ but I kinda ran into some trouble.[/i]”

[i]Right[/i], Levy thought. [i]Trouble, again[/i]. She remembered that time when she was only a greenhorn, a nobody in the world of Supers, just trying to blend in like any normal human. One day, when she was walking home after a busy day in school, she saw a trail of blood leading into an alleyway. 

Introductions were made, questions were asked, and, apparently, the young man she saw leaning on a dank alleyway was Kain, an unfortunate guy that got into some trouble because he was in the wrong time and the wrong place. She healed him, of course, even gave her real name and number due to him giving his, as well. 

After that brief meeting, they parted ways. And, after a few days, the news showed Kain’s face followed by the list of his charges and that he was a wanted man. Rage built up in her heart at the betrayal but, due to her ghost friend, stopped a rampage of destruction in her home. 

And now, he wanted her help?

“[i]Whadda ya say Levy? Got a minute to help a guy out?[/i]” Well, she certainly had a minute to punch a guy in the face. Or cause nightmares. “[i]It’s ok I’ll come to you.[/i]” She could feel a headache coming.

As Kain cursed and Levy heard the familiar sirens of the police through the phone, she couldn’t help but let out a dry smile for him. “[i]Hey Lev, sorry will have to chat latter, bit busy, text me that addy and we’ll swap notes! Cheers doll, see ya soon.[/i]” With that, the call came to an abrupt end. With her increasing amusement at the event, Levy sent the Guild address to him.

Well, let him come. The dry smile became a little bit sharper, little bit terrifying. Let him come only to feel disappointment and betrayal as she looked down on his wounded form. An almost evil laugh bubbled up in her throat, only to be lodged in there permanently as her ghost-friend chirped repeatedly right into her ear. 

Levy shook her head, looking at the ethereal bird perched on her shoulder. “Please,” she murmured quietly only for her and her friend to hear, “I didn’t really mean it.” [i]Or did I? We’ll see what it will be when our dearest friend Kain finds us.[/i]