We get more descriptions of the heroes and how they feel about being "Gifted" and descriptions of their powers.

Two more newly created heroes make their appearances. Read their backstories

The Earth has reached a crossroad. Destruction could be immanent. Can a Rookie band of newly created heroes stave off Doomsday? Chapter 1 of a collaborative effort by several Top Shelf writers will begin to explore this dilemma. Introduction of the heroes and their powers will be the first couple of chapters. Writers are: Catherine Linda Michel, Grover, Ariel Strickland, Erin Halfelven, Maggie Finson and Scotty, "Voice Of Reason" Bishop.

My Super Secret Life…Villain-3

Chapter 3

My home sweet home is the top floor of an old red brick seven story place, it‘s a walk up. The land lord and I have a deal going on cash rent or for services rendered. Not sex or even crime but he thinks I’ve a source for building materials and stuff. I can get stuff.

My Super Secret Life…Villain-2.

Chapter 2

I suppose I should really clear up a few bits of stuff about how I do things. I take the gift cards for like the stores themselves with me and I’m going to spend them in an area pretty far from where I’m living. I’m disguised as a girl because I can’t pull off the guy thing at all and they really don’t think that a young teenaged girl is breaking the law buy buying things especially in a nice clean and safe whitebread area like Beacon Hills.

Another advantage to stealing from the chain places. They’re everywhere.

He smiled at the goddess laying peacefully beside him the scent of fresh strawberries filled the air around her and was like a intoxicating drug to him. A part of him wanted to wake her properly, but like all good things in life they both had other obligations. To start with they both needed to fly back to Las Vegas and retrieve their belonging, and if the seeds he’d planted before setting out to find her earlier, an new life as well.

A part of her wanted him to stop, but that small weak voice of protest had been fading away with ever increasing speed for a while now. For the part of her that remained it was contented just to let her lay on her back as he skillfully stroked tenderly the inner borough of her parted thighs with his fingertips. Kara would never thought it would be possible to become so aroused by other persons merely touch her, but the growing euphoric bliss she was experiencing proved her wrong.

Note: this is kind of loosely based on a very good book, and very different take on the superhero genre: Those Who Walk in Darkness, by John Ridley. I suggest checking it out if you enjoy my humble story.

What happens when humanity gets tired of gods in their midst?