Free The War of the Supers (The First Superhero Book 3) by Logan Rutherford

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    “Now,” he began. “I should tell you about my group, and why someone so young is working with the British government. When everything started going terribly wrong for you all in the States, the government acted quickly to keep something like that from happening over here. Anybody who discovered they had powers had to turn themselves over to the government or else be marked as a fugitive. Of course when I discovered my powers I went straight to the government. Not just because I wanted to obey the law, but because I wanted to help keep my country safe.”
    “When you say ‘turn themselves over,’ what do you mean by that?” Selena asked.
    “I don’t mean they’re arrested or anything. You just have to make yourself known. Tell them who you are, what your powers are, where you live, and so on. Then you’re free to go about your normal, everyday life, as long as you don’t do anything bad with your powers.”
    “What’s keeping these people accountable, though? What’s the incentive for turning yourself in?” I asked.
    Leopold took another sip of his tea. “Well, you’ll be a fugitive and lose all your benefits as a citizen.” He cleared his throat and leaned forward in his chair. “You see, we don’t have as much of a problem with bad Supers over here as you do in the States. The main reason for that is, well, you guys. Most of the bad Supers here flock to the United States to join Atlas and the Legion of Richter. They get over there in a number of ways. They fly, have other Supers fly them, teleport—pretty much any way possible. Which leaves all the Supers here the level-headed, less evil type.”
    “Lucky you,” Selena said.
    “Well, yes, we do consider ourselves quite lucky. We only wish you and your people could’ve been so lucky,” he said, and his sorrow seemed to be genuine.
    “I think there still may be hope for us. What do you say we make our own luck?” I asked Leopold, wanting to hurry up and get to the part where we came up with a plan.
    Leopold smiled. “Yeah, of course we shall. Before we go and meet the people I work with, I should fill you in a bit.
    “The team I am a part of is a group of Supers working for the British government. We make sure there are no uprisings within our borders, and that the threat of Atlas and the Legion stays in the United States. In order to keep the threat from spreading, however, we’ve determined it’s necessary to go on the offensive and travel to the States to take care of the threat. We’re hoping you can help us out. Fill us in on the situation over there. That would go a long way toward getting a head start.”
    “Well, any help you can provide, we’d be grateful for,” I told him. “It’s just a few of us in Texas. I’m sure there are other good Supers around the country willing to help us, but we’re having trouble finding them, and it doesn’t exactly seem like we’re the winning side. If we were to have your people on our side, it would go a long way on morale alone. Not to mention the strategic military advantage.”
    “Yes, we believe the same,” Leopold agreed. “However, I’ve been asked by my superiors to tell you that while your help would go a long way, you’re not vital to our operations. They’re thankful for what you’ve done with Richter and the steps you’ve taken to keep Atlas and the Legion occupied, but they’re completely capable of operating on their own.”
    I glanced over at Selena, whose face was sour. Leopold’s words had definitely rubbed me the wrong way as well.
    “I can see by the look on your face that you don’t agreed,” he said. “Again, that’s my superiors speaking. I think that the insight you’d provide would be invaluable. But they aren’t going to listen to a nineteen-year-old, even if I do have superpowers.”
    I sighed. I might not like the mindset Leopold’s superiors had, but it wasn’t like I could just walk out on them. They held all the power. We needed them,