The Beginning

**St. Martha's Animal Home and Clinic, Halcyon City**

St. Martha’s Animal Home and Clinic, Halcyon City -

It’s been about week since Dominik first moved in with Jake and his mother Mary. While Ms. Mansick worked on finding him a job, Dominik tended to many of the household chores. Before he was ready to take over for them, Ms. Mansick taught him what she could and he quickly caught on. As she and Jake were out, Dom had a simple, but fulfilling schedule. Get up, shower (every day), clean, rest, repeat.

Eventually, Mary was able to find him a position that required no documentation and was more than happy to help a boy in need. The St. Martha’s Animal Home and Clinic, or Martha’s Clinic for short, was well known to house un-cared for animals as well as provide veterinary services. They recently lost one of their regular volunteers some time ago and were more than happy to fill the spot with Dominik. They asked him to start on the 24th where they would teach him the ins and outs of their facility.

He soon learned how to properly sanitize the veterinary rooms, care for the animals in the facility, and assist Dr. Valentine when needed. Two days have passed since then and Dominik had started to get used to his new job. The people were friendly and, to Dom’s relief, fairly oblivious. They quickly noted that Dom was especially handy handy when it came to placating the animals when temperatures needed to be taken or blood had to be drawn. No one was able to figure at why and they never bothered to ask.

As Dom tended to a recently used room, a young man walked in with his dog and approached the clerk. Although he wore fairly revealing clothing, he made sure to keep his eyes and face covered until he entered the building.

“Good afternoon! How can I- oh! Mr. Martinez! It’s been so long!” The clerk up front smiled as she recognized the young man and he smiled right back, happy to be remembered.

“Hi Mrs. Valentine! It really has been a long time. I’m so sorry I can’t volunteer anymore things have been real busy as of late. And I told you, feel free to call me Angel.”

As Angel started to sign in, the two of them continued to discuss recent events. Mrs. Valentine informed him that they recently got a new hire and Angel in turn talked with her about his own ventures as well as the reasoning for bringing in Khloe. According to Angel, she has been acting very off lately and it brought him a lot of worry. They made as much small talk as they could before Angel was escorted in the room Dominik had just finished cleaning.

As Dr. Valentine walked in to check on Khloe he started to ask him questions about Khloe and the reason for their visit. Is she allergic to anything? Did she eat anything she shouldn’t have? Has her behavior changed at all?

As he continued to ask his questions, he called in the new hire mentioned by Mrs. Valentine. He entered carrying a box of new supplies and wore the signature uniform of Valentine’s establishment.

“Ah, Dominik, thank you for coming so quickly. I just require your assistance please.”

Angel started thinking to himself, worry and shock taking over. Dominik?

As he entered, Angel stared and froze as he recognized the man. It was Dominik. The same Dominik from Big Team. He couldn’t believe it. It’s not like it’s all that hard to spot a six foot tall teen who is a towering wall of muscle. Especially when it appears he doesn’t do much to conceal himself when being a hero. But, how would he bring it up? Should he talk to him? Would it be weird? Does Dom want to be left alone? He also seems...cleaner? The Dom he knows is kind of...dirty and unkempt. And he smelled. Often. This Dom smells...really, really, good. All he could do was think to himself and let his anxieties run through as always. He’ll decide later on what to do.n Just like always.

And, as Dom turned to look at Angel, he too recognized him. Was this boy and his dog the Search and Rescue? They certainly looked the part. Same builds? Check. The same piercing brown eyes he’s seen time and time again? Absolutely. Even the voice seemed familiar to him as he continued to speak with Dr. Valentine about the dog’s issues. However, no matter how sure he was, he wouldn’t be the one to bring it up. He’s been in the hero business long enough to know that other masked heroes like their identities kept a secret. So unless Angel brought it up first, he would continue to pretend they never met.

Their eyes met as Dr. Valentine introduced the two to each other. While Dr. Valentine tried to explain what he needed Dom to do, the two of them quickly broke eye contact and proceeded as though they were complete strangers. Sure it was awkward and hard to do, but how would they explain how they knew one another to the good doctor?

As the examination continued, Dr. Valentine asked for help from the two of them in keeping Khloe calm and still as he checked her gums and temperature. Thanks to the few days of practice, Dom was now quite capable of doing what was required of a veterinary assistant. Meanwhile, he couldn’t help but notice that the boy next to him kept stealing glances and would often stare just a bit too much.

After asking Angel a few more questions, Dr. Valentine excused himself as he stepped out to consult his partner on how to continue and the possibilities to consider.

With the doctor gone and Khloe no longer being held still, she was now able to bring herself up to Dominik’s face and give him kisses as she recognized him to be a friendly person. He was a friend! And she loves friends. As she got a few licks in, her excitement never died down as Dominik gently put her back down and kept her as still as possible.

Seeing this as his chance, Angel decided to confront his suspicions despite his mind telling him no.

“Dom, is that you?” he whispered as he brought himself closer to the other boy.

“Uh..” Unsure how to respond or how to react, Dom decided to respond to his question with a question of his own. “Rescue?”

Angel sighed and started to relax. Looks like this is really happening. This was all new to him and though he was nervous, he had to say something now that they were both revealed to one another.

“Yeah, it’s me. What...what are you doing here?”

“I’m, uh, kind of working here? I gotta, uhm, make my hours here ya know?” It was clear Dom was not used to saying these things out loud. Him? Working? It was so foreign, yet it felt so good to say.

“You’re working?!” Angel was, with lack of a better word, surprised to hear that Dominik was working.

Dom grinned and did his best to suppress the chuckle threatening to rise. “Yeah, I am. It’s a bit of a long story. But look, let’s just get through this and I think I have a lunch break coming up.”

Angel sighed, again, and fought back the word vomit trying to burst through. There was so much he wanted to say and so much he wanted to do. But, it would have to wait. He knew better than to make things about him again.

“Ok. Fine. Just...when your lunch break starts come meet me out front I’ll be waiting.”

With a smile, Dominik nodded and responded with a simple ‘Gotcha’ while Angel closed his eyes for a moment.

“We have to have a talk about this. And uh...other things.”

The pair was obviously very uneasy about everything going on. However, despite all this, Dom agreed.

For Angel, this was both a blessing and a curse. Yes he would get to know his personal hero and crush some more, but he didn’t like not knowing how conversations could turn out. Trusting was new to him and the last thing he wants is to mess things up.

For Dom, his personal life was meant to be private. He didn’t want people to feel pity or to try and help him. It was...embarrassing, to say the least. He just wanted to try and feel “normal” whatever that means.

Soon after, Dr. Valentine returned and spoke with Angel. He informed him that although on the outside she is perfectly fine, it is a little clear that she is a touch lethargic. Without a temperature, he would not feel right in drawing blood. It’s possible she could be feeling depression and that if he, the owner, was experiencing this then it could be affecting his companion as well. After all, it was well known that pets and owners can form a bond so close that their energies affect each other.

Little did he know, it was much more literal in their case.

After a quick set of goodbyes, Angel went to pay at the front desk. Before leaving the room, however, Dominik gives Angel a quick knowing nod as if to say ‘Don’t leave, I’ll be outside shortly.’ As Angel went to pay, he couldn’t help but watch Dominik through the glass door as he cleaned. Anxiety and paranoia started to seep in and he worried about how easy it was for Dom to recognize him. If he could recognize him that easily, would others be able to see Angel as Rescue and expose him to the public?

He could see the headline now:

“
Angel Martinez-Niccals revealed to be masked Vigilante Rescue!
Is Search the same Khloe that follows him everywhere?
Is this a form of Animal Abuse?!
What do Jack and Lou-Ann think?!

More on page 15
…”

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Dominik clocked out on his break and quickly changed out of his work uniform. Although scrubs can be comfortable, he felt much more accustomed to his khakis, t-shirt, and hoodie. However, his one and only t-shirt was currently hanging out to draw back at chateau Mansick so he had to borrow one of Jake’s. Sure it was a bit smaller and form fitting than he was accustomed to, but he didn’t mind.

Meanwhile, Angel waited outside with Khloe the service dog. While Khloe wore her usual Service Dog vest, Angel decided to mix fashion and discretion in what he called, Incog-chic. He isn’t that creative with names. Long sleeve panda crop top? Hell yeah. Cute pink sunglasses? Duh. All completed with pink short shorts and combat boots. Perfect. Although he may not be a model like his sister, he took pride in his appearance. Aside from his music, it was the only thing he had that was his anymore. And he was intent on keeping it. Even if it was silly now that fall was starting to show in Halcyon.

As Angel paced about, Dom proceeded to walk out the front doors of Martha’s and made his way towards his acquaintance. Once Angel saw Dom in his tighter than normal shirt carrying his hoodie in one hand, he couldn’t help but stare on. He was...starstruck. His eyes never wandered as Dom approached him and spoke up, snapping him out of his daze.

“Uhm, hi? You know, I never expected to see you here. Nevermind the mask and costume, but uh...yeah this is awkward. Not in a bad way but...yeah.” His voice died down as he talked, unsure how to continue.

“Huh? Oh! Right. Uhm…” Angel stumbled and tried to catch his own train of thought, remembering why he wanted to speak in the first place. “Was it that easy to recognize me?”

“Well...I’m probably not the best person to ask? I’m not like everyone else you know.”

Angel laughed to himself, very well aware of his meaning.

“I mean, be honest. How many people can get a good look at your eyes between getting into a fight with heroes and trying to stab you in the gut?”

“I mean, this is true. Look, uh, do you happen to like coffee? Or sweets? Or tea? Oh and cats.”

It was obvious that this question gave Dominik a difficult time. After trying to formulate a answer with a series of mumbles, grumbles, and ‘uhm’s, he was able to formulate a sentence.

“I...have maybe about...40 minutes if I stretch it? Wouldn’t want anyone getting all up in my business, but if you wanted to do something in that amount of time, I won’t say no.”

Hearing this, Angel perked up a bit and started to talk with more enthusiasm than before.

“”Great! Awesome! Ok, so, there’s a cat cafe near here that the shelter uses to kind of...promote their cats since there are so many here. It’s one of my favorite places and I would love to talk you there if you don’t mind.”

“No, not at all.It actually sounds pretty nice. Well, aside from the cats, but, yeah! Yeah, let’s go.”

“Awesome!” Anxiety and fear seemed to melt away while excitement and joy painted his face. “Cool! Follow me then!”

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As soon as the cafe came into view, Dominik started to feel very uneasy. This wasn’t a normal cafe with a simple menu and hipsters lying about. It was...expensive. And it clearly showed as they came closer and closer with its italian inspired decor and bright colors.

Palazzo del Gatto!!!

Dom was no longer in his element. And that made him uneasy. He would take it all in stride, for now, but it was clear to him that his way of living and Angel’s were very different.

As Angel led him in, seven cats swarmed both Angel and Khloe as they recognized the pair. However, they kept their distance from Dominik as he walked in. Angel picks up a Russian Blue with the name Bruno etched onto his tag and began to pet him as one of the owners, Sabrina, walked up and greeted her regular.

“Angel! Is that you? We haven’t seen you in so long! The cats started to get lonely without mama Khloe to take cuddle up to.”

She clearly wanted to catch up some more, but Angel quickly and politely shut her down.

“It has been a while! And, I’d love to chat it up with you, but my friend and I were kinda hoping to get a more...private seat. Can you bring us some panna cotta and maybe some uh...Lemon Balm tea? Hot of course. Please?”

She lightly punched Angel’s shoulder and responded with a yes. She caught a glimpse of Dom who made a candid wave in her direction before she leaned over to Angel to speak in a hushed tone.

“Hey, isn’t that the guy who was involved in some saucer incident a while back?”

Angel blinked, confused, and quickly made a lie.

“What? I have zero idea what you’re talking about. Which reminds me, please get us the most secluded table you have.”

Unconvinced, she gave him a look and a simple ‘mhm’ before leading them towards the table located more towards the back. It also happened to be one of their smaller two-seaters which could make things more...personal. As the pair walked towards the table, Khloe took initiative and jumped up onto the cushioned window sill where the seven cats joined her in a nap pile.

Once seated, Sabrina brought them some complimentary Rich Tea biscuits and took their order. Much to Dom’s relief, Lemon Balm Tea was one of the cheapest options and they both agreed to a pot of that. Angel also added desserts for the two of them to their order, intent on treating his friend. On the menu was a new fall dessert inspired by one of the cats in the cafe.

Panna cotta Fugo

A rich and creamy dessert topped with a sweet blackberry reduction and fresh blackberries, raspberries, and a thin orange slice.

Once Sabrina left to get their order ready, Angel took his sunglasses off and hanged them off his shirt as he leaned against the table and nibbled on a biscuit.

“So...working at an animal shelter...” He would be the first to admit that wasn’t the smoothest way to begin a conversation, but his nerves started to come back.

“Is something wrong with that?” Dom asked. Surely that couldn’t be what Angel brought him here to discuss. “It’s just a job like any other.”

“No, no it’s just…” His words were leaving him again. He had to breathe, if he could remember how. God this was all going wrong.

“I never really expected to see anyone from Big Team outside of the team itself.”

“Really?” Was Angel delusional? “I mean aside from a few of us, we all kind of have lives outside of the team. But, most people do have a life outside you know.”

“I-I know that. I do. It’s just-ugh-I know it sounds bad.” It does, Angel. “I just...I think I was more hoping more than anything that I wouldn’t see others.”

Dom just tilted his head, unsure what Angel could possibly mean. Angel’s leg started to bounce more erratically than ever as he broke up one of the biscuits into nothing more than crumbs on a table. If he wasn’t careful, he’d have a panic attack.

“I just. I never expected to be a part of anything. I never wanted to be a part of anything. It’s a long and complicated story, but I just. I never had people to hang out with. And they never wanted to hang out with me either.”

As he spoke, Dom couldn’t help but chuckle a bit. But, Angel continued to talk.

“I mean, hell you know my dad right?”

Another question to put Dominik off his guard.

“Uhm...not really?”

Confused, Angel could only give him a simple “What?” as he looked on.

“I’m going to guess he is either someone really rich or really famous.”

“H-he’s both! Jack Niccals? He’s in like, every single movie out there right now.”

“Oh. Uhm. I’ve never heard of him?” All Dom could do was let out awkward laughs as Angel continued to stare on in bewilderment.

“H-how? How could-what?”

“I’m not really a movie person. Or a tv person. Or a common form of entertainment person.”

Angel could not believe what he was hearing. What did he mean? Was he...was he homeless? Knowing better than to ask someone flat out, he just questioned him with his eyes hoping Dom would understand. Dom, very well accustomed to these things, nodded his head as their tea arrived and Sabrina left.

“Yes. I am well. Or rather, I was technically until last week so uh, yeah. That’s my excuse. I’m sorry I don’t know who your father is I’m really, really sorry.”

“No! No that’s good! I mean, not that your were homeless, but...oh fuck.” He could feel himself losing his grasp on words yet again. This was starting to become a common occurrence around Dominik.

“I just. I mean. Are you ok now? You did just say you were until last week so…”

“Yeah. No one really asked, but I’m sure some people have started to catch on. You remember Jake right? Well, actually I know around the base he goes by Wild Thing. Or rather, Wild Thang. Well, we’re close friends and we had a good talk. It was pretty long, but we kind of promised to help each other and now I’m uh, living at his mom’s place. Or his house rather.”

Dominik explained how in return for letting him stay at their home, he would take care of chores around the house. Taking out trash, washing dishes, tending to the yard, etc… Meanwhile, Ms. Mansick would ask her contacts if any of them required a working hand and if so she had the manpower. All Angel could do was listen on as he told his story.

“Wow. Ok. I’m-”

Dom quickly interrupted him.

“Before you say anything else, know that I wouldn’t have it any other way. If you get taught anything living the life I lived, it’s that there is nothing worse than a freeloader so I’m more than happy to earn my keep, so to speak So, really, don’t worry about it.”

Dom flashed a smile at Angel to reassure him. He clearly meant every word he said. It was admirable.

“No yeah, it’s just.” Words. Failing. Again.

“I know I just met you but, I feel like. God. I don’t know what I’m trying to say here I’m sorry. It’s just...there’s a lot on my mind.”

Dom stared at him and gave him a bemused chuckle as he cut in, saving the poor boy from himself.

“So you never really questioned why I always seemed to shower at the base? Really?”

“No! I just figured you preferred the Base showers!”

“Well, you are right. I definitely prefer actual showers over dunking myself into a river. But, hey, beggars aren’t choosers is what they say.”

Angel laughed and ran his hands down his face.

“Oh my god. This is just. News. This is news.”

“Well,” Dom began as he sipped some tea and looked into Angel’s eyes, “I guess you can really say that heroes come from all walks of life. But, uh, don’t call me a hero. I don’t really...feel like calling myself that. It doesn’t quite fit.”

“But you are! I’ve seen what you can do and it’s just...I don’t even know how someone like me can measure up.”

Dom, after drinking some more tea, promptly intervened before Angel could continue his thoughts.

“Let me stop you right there. You aren’t ‘measuring up’ to anyone or anything ok this isn’t a competition or anything like that. I just try to do what I think is best and try to help people that can’t help themselves. That’s as simple as it gets. If you’re doing the same then you’re a hero in my eyes so you don’t have to worry about anything like that, ok?”

Angel breathed a sigh of slight relief, but he still believed he didn’t get his thoughts across.

“I know. I know. It’s just, I get anxious. A lot. And really easily. Like, that time at the bank? Like, it was just, oh my god. I have never done anything like this before. Everything I do I second guess.”

“Ah, yeah. I was just like that, back in the day..” As he said it, Dom quickly spoke up as Angel laughed and drank some tea himself. “Oh god, that makes me sound like some kind of veteran no anything but that!”

The pair shared their first laugh together. Hopefully, many more would come.

“But, but yeah point is I know exactly where you’re coming from.”

Angel holds his laugh for a moment and then looks down at his hands as he holds his tea cup. This was the first time he’s had a good laugh in a long time. It felt...nice.

“You really are something Dom...you really are.”

“Well, I’m nothing without gramps.”

This statement caught Angel off guard. He looked up and asked for Dom to elaborate as their panna cotta arrived. Dom, upon seeing Sabrina arrive stiffened up and sat at the edge of his seat. Being in a higher end establishment made him nervous and wary. As Sabrina gets ready to leave, Angel quickly whispers to her to make sure that everything is charged to him and him alone. He gives her a wink and as she leaves, her cat Salem comes out from the back and lays on the counter, watching Angel and the strange newcomer as they talked.

“Gramps. Hmm….he’s as...it’s a bit of a long story. I’m actually surprised you’re asking I could’ve sworn everyone on the team has seen him at least once before.”

“I...don’t think I have? I don’t remember ever meeting your grandpa.”

“Uhm, he’s not actually my grandpa and honestly I just call him that for convenience since I don’t even know his real name. Also, don’t tell anyone, but I kinda picked up the dea from Jake since he has a somewhat similar situation to mine with his grandmother. But, the difference is that in his case she actually is his grandmother who has passed. But, it looks like people from his father’s line, based off what I know, have a connection to this sort of Otherworld which holds spirits and other beings like that. So, basically, Jake has a free ticket to the after life that he can use when he pleases to talk to his grandma. It sure isn’t sugar and rainbows on the other side though, It...really isn’t sugar and rainbows…”

At the mention of spirits, Angel’s gaze went downwards as he tried to think as hard as he could. Why did this all sound so familiar to him? After some time, Angel spoke up.

“So , you’re saying that...Gramps? Is a spirit? Or...what is he exactly?”

“Uh...oof…” Dom did not know how to answer a question like this. How does he explain an entity like Gramps to someone who doesn’t know much about the Otherworld in general? It was such a bizarre concept even to him that he couldn’t fathom how to even begin an explanation.

Believing this to be a touchy subject, Angel spoke quickly.

“I mean, you don’t have to tell me if you don’t want! I was just-”

Dom, taken out of his thoughts, was able to speak once more.

“No no it’s not that I don’t want to tell you. It’s more like I can’t tell you because I don’t even know the answer myself.”

“Well, I guess that’s fair.”

“But…” before he could continue to speak, Dom looked around the cafe. He stretched his neck to the left and then the right and once he believed it to be safe, he spoke once more.

“Since he is always listening and everything I could politely ask him.”

Confusion swept Angel’s face once more as the only word he could speak at this point was ‘what’. He knew Dom was special, but this all sounded strange. Not impossible, just unexpected.

“Uhm, yeah. He’s...oh my god ok I know you aren’t going to take this well and that you’ll laugh, but please don’t. But, the best way I can put it is that Gramps is sort of always inside me all the time.”

“Wait…” a face once betraying confusion started to become one of realization.

“Is he that voice I heard at the bank?”

“Ohh right I totally forgot! You mean that very distant and thunderous chortle?”

“Yeah! He seemed to really enjoy me screaming.”

Dom let out a thunderous laugh himself bringing a smile to Angel’s lips. He began to eat away at his treat while watching Dominik continue his talk.

“I mean, he really doesn’t have anything better to do so he’s just enjoying the ride he’s on. But yeah that’s him. He’s the reason I apologize so much when Jake gives everyone his telepathy bands when I’m around. Gramps loves to listen in now and then and maybe through in some comments when he can.”

“Wait, ok, so..” Angel tried to gather his thoughts yet again as he tried to wrap his head around all this new information. He needed to ask the right questions here.

“So, are you like his host? Is he possessing you?”

“Uhm…”

Angel put his head in his hands and rested his elbows on the table. Spirits. Possession. It all sounded like…

“Horrorterrors…is Dom possessed by a horrorterror?”

Just the word ‘possession’ causes Dom’s face to contort in discomfort. It was clearly a sensitive subject for him, but Angel was unable to tell. As Angel continued to look down lost in his own thoughts, Dom took this moment to correct him.

“Possession was the case. Not any longer, but we are at a point where we agreed with each other to no longer go over one another like that anymore. It’s more like...It’s like I’m his new home, which is the best way to put it. But he can’t quite leave.”

“Oh my god. Oh my god…” Angel sank lower and lower as his thoughts raced forward. “Is this related to dad?”

Dom tilted his head as he stared at Angel who was close to becoming so contorted in his position it would take a well practiced chiropractor to get him straightened out.

“Maybe? You would have to tell me more?”

“Wait, what?” Angel asked as he finally looked up.

“I mean, there are times where I ask gramps some things and sometimes he answers me, but his answers are usually unprecise. Also, it’s not always possible for me to fully understand what he’s saying since he doesn’t really speak...I wanna say English, but it’s probably best to say he doesn’t speak human.”

Horror came across Angel’s face as a realization dawned on him. He has fucked up royally.

‘Was I talking out loud? All this time?”

“Yes.” There was no other way to put it. Dom confirmed Angel’s fears and it made him sick to his stomach.

“Oh..oh god..” Angel could feel it. The fear and panic was only the first sign. Soon, the nausea would set in and then the prickling sensation that would never go away no matter how much he scratched. If he didn’t try to nip this in the bud soon, he would experience a full on panic attack once again. He couldn’t let that happen.

“Oh god why. I’m such an idiot oh my god!”

“It’s fiiine don’t worry about it. It’s better than groaning at the floor again right?” Dom teased the panicking boy in an attempt to ease him. He may not know much about him, but this was clearly a situation Angel never wanted to be in. As he said this, he reached across the table and ruffled Angel’s hair. A show of friendliness.

In doing this, Dominik triggered a long forgotten memory within Angel: he could see himself as a child, before the fire, and him crying into the night. A mother and father walked into the room and in an attempt to soothe would lay next to him. As his father stroked his hair, his mother would sing a lullaby. If heaven were real, this would be it for him.

Angel closed his eyes and pressed his fingers against them to hold back any tears from forming. As he took a deep breath, he would look back up at Dom. His smile just seemed to calm him immediately and he couldn’t help but smile back. No matter what Dominik said, Angel knew that this was a real hero.

“You’re right. You’re absolutely right. It’s just…” Angel took in a few more deep breaths. This would be the first time anyone aside from him would hear this information. One of his many secrets would finally come to light.

“I guess if I was gonna tell anyone it would be you. I trust you the most after all. I mean, we kind of worked together a few times and so far you’re the only one I’ve seen more than once. And, I don’t know how to describe it, but I just get this feeling that you’re trustworthy. Y’know?”

Hearing someone call him trustworthy sent a large amount of heat to Dom’s face. He never thought he’d hear someone say something like that so casually. And his blushing must have been obvious because Angel started to blush himself and stammer like he was a highschool freshman all over again. He didn’t want to make it obvious that he was crushing on Dom so he did the only sensible thing any teen would do. Cover his ass.
“W-well. I mean. Look. UGH!” This was clearly not working.

“Ok, so, what I mean is-”

Dom chuckled, a little surprised at how amusing he finds this before cutting him off.

“It’s fine, it’s fine. If I can lend a shoulder in any way then I will be more than happy to help. Especially since we’re teammates and stuff, right?:

“Yeah, teammates, that’s what we are.” He almost sounded sad at the mention of this. Perhaps he was hoping for more, but all of his negative thoughts left him as he took his first bite into their panna cotta. It was...heavenly. Hilda and Zelda really were dessert geniuses. Angel couldn’t even finish his bite before singing his praises out loud.

He continued to eat as he began to explain his familial situation.

“So, no one really knows this, and I mean hell not even I was supposed to know this. I can think my sister for this information really. She loves to gloat and go on about herself. But, anyways, have you ever heard of some villains who go by Whitelight or Blacklight?”

“Hmm…” Dom had to think on this for a moment. Where has he heard these names before…

“I think...one of the names was bouncing around the team base some time ago, but I can’t say I know them well.”

After breathing a sigh of relief, Angel continued.

“Well, they are...villains. And they usually conduct political murders. Uhm...but, aside from all that, fuck this is hard..”

Angel took a moment to compose himself, using his desert and drink to help him pace himself.

“Whitelight...is my dad. And Blacklight...is my sister.”

“Ahhhhhh ok…” While Dom spoke, he showed no hint of surprise or shock. Almost like he knew. Angel questioned this, afraid of what this could mean.

“Well, I mean you started to talk about your family and then you just mention these villains so I just sort of figured that this what was being led up to.”

“That’s...actually true. It does make sense.” As time went on, Angel grew more and more uneasy.

“I just don’t like talking about this, y’know?”

“I can definitely see why.”

“It’s not that I’m ashamed of them. Well, I guess I kind of am in some sense, but I just don’t want anyone to know about this. It could ruin their careers. Dad would lose everything and could never act again. My sister wouldn’t be able to model anymore and lord knows how hard that was to even start. It’s just a giant mess and when I found out I just...I couldn’t believe it.”

He then went on to explain how much of a powerful sorcerer Jack was and about the tomes he kept hidden in his base. They were similar to diaries, however each one contained hidden information given to him from the Horrorterrors, a name he gave them since childhood. It contained contracts in which he would exchange bits of his memories in order to gain knowledge in the art of magic or to even gain information on the outside world. According to these books, he had been talking with them since childhood and used them to help ease his pain from the abuse he received.

“It just sounds like- I’m just- is...is Gramps a Horrorterror himself? I’m probably wrong, but that’s just the feeling I get from all this.”

Angel stared at Dom, almost begging for him to say now. However, it seemed like Dom may not be so sure himself. When he finally spoke up, the first thing he said was. “Maybe?”

“I don’t even know what Gramps is to begin with. I don’t know much about that because I’m no mage. What I do know is that it’s not uncommon for people with mystical powers,” as he said this, he made gestures with his hands to emphasize his point, “it’s not unfamiliar for those people to, I don’t wanna say beg, but uhm...broker, there we go, broker deals with unnatural beings from other worlds, so to speak, for more power just like in comics or video games. I mean, again, I don’t know much about this stuff myself so I’m just speaking in general terms.”

Dominik actually advised that Angel seek out Gabe’s parents as they are more knowledgeable in these issues despite not making such deals themselves. From what he gathered however, these ‘contracts’ that get forged with such powerful entities usually end poorly for the one who seeks this power.

After hearing what Dom had to say, Angel mused to himself about how he could now see things more clearly. Dom once again reiterated that if Angel sought Gabe’s consel on this he should be able to get more help. He even mentioned their magic shop, Smithtons' Apothecary and Cabinet of Curiosities, which is apparently used often by the more magical members of the team.

Unfortunately, Angel’s mind had disconnected through parts of the conversation. There was a lot of new information for him to take in all at once. There is a supernatural being housed within Dominik. Ok, simple enough and not necessarily bad as long as Dom himself is ok. Eldritch beings that have been talking to Jack since he was young having a possible connection to all this and possibly (but most likely) screwing him over in all their conversations? Not as ok and could be very bad. The future now held many unknown possibilities and Angel was unsure what path led where. But, at least the panna cota and tea are tasty. There was some solace in that.

However, despite his best efforts to not let it be known that he was no longer in tune with his own mind, Dom could tell. He knew he had to say something to ease his mind. Again. This was becoming a regular thing around Angel.

“But it’s not like all of them are out to get you.” he assured. “From what little I know, Gramps told me that beings like him don’t quite like going to our world because it makes them feel...what was it again...weak? And awkward I think it was. Yeah. And when I was saying that Gramps doesn’t speak human, I mean that those beings that are like him prefer to communicate by...feelings, I guess. They don’t really talk to you, they feel at you, if that makes any sense.”

“Kind of?” It didn’t, but he was sure one day he would understand.

“I just, now I’m kind of scared, honestly. Not just for my dad or myself which is another story entirely, but for you.”

“Huh? Oh uhm...I got used to it.”

“I know, but it’s just...sorry I know I’m stuttering and thinking aloud a lot, but I just don’t know how else to put this. I just feel that I have to-no, that I want to help you.”

“Oh, come on, it’s just it’s a...you don’t really have to I mean I have everything more under control now than it has ever been in my life. Uhm, ok, that’s a bit of a lie but it’s definitely better than it was like...two years ago. That is definitely true for sure.”

“Right, I mean, It’s just, it seems like...” Angel was debating with himself yet again. He wanted to reach out to Dom, but he quickly drew his hand back. Not now. Keep it together for a little longer, he told himself.

“I just- I know what it’s- Ok, I don’t know what it’s like being in that exact situation, but I...I lost my whole family, when I was a kid. And, I was an orphan for a long time before Jack showed up. And he kind of, well he didn’t really save me, but he did take me in. I know that things can get really bad and really tough. And…”

He was getting ready to break down again. He could feel the words just coming out and had no way to stop them.

“And I should hate my dad! I should hate him for being Whitelight since he’s the one who got my family killed, but I just...I can’t. I can feel that there’s good in him and I know it’s there. I guess I just…”

When Dom heard that Angel’s own father, the man who took him in, was responsible for him losing his family, he couldn’t help but let out a gasp. How must it feel to know this? To have to go through that? He could see it was eating up at him as the boy started to mash up the rest of the dessert on his plate, but what could he say? All he can do right now, is let him speak. Maybe this is exactly what he needs.

“I- I want to protect what little good I have in my life..”

Hearing this, Dominik leaned forward getting closer to Angel and spoke his mind. These are words he needs to hear. Words that his friend needs to hear.

“You have such a big heart. I can’t...even put it into words. If I was in your position...”

Now it was Dom’s turn to discuss old feelings and thoughts. Maybe this is what he needed as well. Sure he had Jake, but you can never have too many friends.

“I mean, I sort of was or back when Gramps was forced to visit. Granted, I kind of brought it on myself. But, the first few years were at least...highly volatile is the best way I can put it and it took us so long to get along and now that I’m where I am now, I don’t think I could even imagine what I would do in your situation. But, hearing this, I know you have an incredible amount of will power and care so much about the good will of other people and it is...really commendable.”

Angel couldn’t believe what he had just heard. He watched Dom speak and could only think, ‘What good did I do to deserve this?’. He could feel his eyes start to tear up and no matter what he did he wasn’t able to keep himself under control anymore. He started to cry a bit before continuing on, desperate to get his words out to Dom.

“I just- I lost so much. My dad, Khloe, and now you. You guys are the best things that have ever happened in my life and I don’t want anything bad to happen to you.”

As he said this, Angel immediately tried to retract his statement. Not because it wasn’t true, but because the last time he admitted something like this it came back to haunt him. That was when he almost lost everything for a second time. He didn’t want it to happen a third time.

“I mean- I mean you and everyone from the team of course! I just don’t want to lose anything ever again.”

Dom listened and never looked away. He nodded in reassurance as Angel spoke so he knew he was listening.

“You know, I can’t say I’d be able to help much, but I do fully understand understand where you’re coming from. And now, I want to help you in any way I can. After all, helping people is what we do right?”

“Heh, right. It’s what we do.”

“Exactly! No one is beyond saving. I remember that from before Gramps came around. But, weren’t you asking me something about those uhm...what did you call them. Horrorterrors?”

“Yeah, those. I’m sorry I forgot.”

“It’s kind of a funny name if you think about it..”

Angel gave a half heated chuckle as Dom leaned back in his seat, looking towards the window.

“So, do you know anything about them?”

“Uh..aside from the fact they-”

“Huh?” Dom looked back towards Angel and immediately realized what happened.

“Oh, nonono. Sorry, I forgot you probably haven’t seen this before. I wasn’t really asking you.”

“Oh! Are you trying to talk to Gramps right now?”

“Well he is inside me and is listening all the time so y’know..”

“Right, right.”

“He does like to fall asleep sometimes or just doze off or do whatever he does so sometimes I have to like, poke at him a bit to see if I can get a reaction.”

“Right ok. Sounds good. I’ll just eat a bit more while you guys talk it out. Make sure to eat though when you can I don’t think you’ve touched it yet.”

“Yeah sure. They were Horrorterrors right?”

“Mhm.”

Dom then went back to his previous stance and went back to poking at Gramps some more.

“Know anything about that?” … “Oh, uhm, sure. Ok. I’ll tell him that. How about, you know. Nobody is here. Just for a moment, right?” … “C’mon.” … “Oh don’t be like that.” … “What’s the worst that can happen?” … “You know him. You heard him. You even laughed at him.” … “Right? Exactly! See, it’s gonna be fine!”

Angel watched on as Dominik spoke with Gramps, grinning all the while as he finished the last of his treat and tea. It was kind of cute if he was honest. It was very unlike what he imagined a conversation with a Horrorterror would be. Maybe Gramps wasn’t so bad after all. Angel thought that maybe, just maybe, he could get to know the both of them some more. He hoped at least. This instance was a good enough start though.

After some time, Dom finally turned back towards Angel and began to speak. It looks like the two of them settled whatever it is they were talking about.

“Ok, so, speaking as a sort of mouthpiece here, is kind of difficult. But, I like...told him or rather thought at him what it is you told me and Gramps says that...well, it sounds like he was trying to say is that he fought one of those Horrorterrors before. Once or twice.”

“Wait, what?” Angel’s mouth was full, but this was certainly interesting news. That would mean that there are multiple Horrorterrors and that Gramps was definitely not one of them. What a relief, he thought.

“And, uhm...they were kind of odd, but overall big pushovers. Nothing to worry about.”

Angel laughed for a second and let out a huge sigh of relief as he tilted his head back.

“That is not at all what I was expecting.”

“Yeah, uhm, it’s kinda fun when you realize you have someone like Gramps inside of you at all times. Kind of changes your perspective a bit. Oh, by the by,” Dom clapped his hands together, excited about what was about to happen, “I hope nobody sees this, but we do live in Halcyon where an alien ship landing in Central Park is just a normal Friday at this point, so, yeah. But, I’d like you to meet Gramps!”

Dom extends his left arm as if expecting a hawk to land on him. At first, it almost looked like an unnatural heatwave was taking over, blanketing his arm in a distorted fashion. But, as time went on, the waves of heat started to take a more physical form as a green haze took over and formed a massive Dragon’s head. It was a peculiar mix of eastern and western mythos and took up nearly all of Dom’s arm and torso. However, as quickly as it formed, it shrank down until a dragon the size of a parrot laid perched on Dom’s shoulder. Gramps was obviously in the middle of a nap, and was not afraid to show his slight annoyance at being called forth in such a fashion.

Angel stared in awe watching such an amazing feat happen before his very eyes. It was...magical! Never in his wildest dreams could he have imagines that this is what Dom could do. Gramps was interesting and looked as though he has seen many, many, years go by and has a myriad of stories to tell. Carefully, Angel reached out and tried to see if he could interact with him.

Unfortunately, Gramps did not seem amused. With his one open eye, he stared Angel down as his hand goes through Gramps. The dragon’s brow furrowed and his whiskers twitched before he dissipated into the air without a trace.

“That. Is probably the coolest thing I’ve ever seen.”

Dom wasn’t quite sure what to make of this reaction. Although he was somewhat relieved, he explained that Gramps doesn’t like to think of himself as merely a toy or a pet to be put on an exhibit. Especially not with the state he’s in now. According to Dom, Gramps stated that he was once much grander and powerful and the state he was in now did not sit well with the entity. Angel apologized profusely and made sure it was understood that that was not his intent.

“I just, have never seen anything like that. And...I guess I’m just kind of a nerd when it comes to seeing other people’s powers. It’s so interesting seeing what everyone is capable of.”

“The same could same for you though, Angel. As for being a nerd, I’m sure you can’t top this by the way, but before Gramps came along I was super into Dungeons and Dragons so I’m pretty sure I have you beat.”

Angel smiled and decided to call him out on it.

“Honey, if you think reading about it is top-tier nerd level, try playing it. How excited are you about that, hm?”

“Well, I mean, right now it’s hard to say. But as a kid, I wanted every single book out there.”

“It is pretty fun. I played like...once, but that was early high school. It’s fun. We could even get a group together. If you wanted.”

“Well, when I think about it, I don’t think I could take it too seriously when I have an actual dragon living inside me.”

The two shared a few more laughs before the conversation continued.

“I think what I’m just trying to say here Dom, is that, well, if you ever wanted to maybe like, hang out or just get away for a bit, I wouldn’t mind- I mean I could always-I’m just offering- look you know what mean. I’m not used to this ok.”

Dominilk laughed at him for a bit and in an attempt to calm his nerves, spoke to him about how not even he is used to these things. Having friends and people to be around is so foreign to him After all, it was only until a week ago where his schedule was wake up, scavenge, collect cans, find something for dinner, return to the refuge and help the others, do hero work, etc…

Not to mention he still doesn’t have a phone of his own.

“I still find it kind of awkward because even though I now have a job and a work schedule to adhere to, I’m finding I have so much more time to myself these days. So, you know, I would actually very much like to hang out and try to do things like the old days when I was a kid even though…” Dom looked himself over, flexing his arms a bit as if to make a point. “I’m not exactly a kid anymore. It’s been so long.”

“Yeah I’m pretty sure we’ve passed that age at this point, wouldn’t you say?”

“Actually, how old are you Angel?”

“Eighteen.”

“Ah. I think I’m the same age? Maybe older? I know it sounds weird-”

“No no I totally get it I mean you were homeless until recently.”

“Oh no the homeless thing was while I was in full control of myself. It was before that. That was when Gramps and I first met and I uh...best way to put it is I was practically in a coma for maybe a year? It’s hard to keep track of time when you’re unconscious. But, I do know that no matter how hungry I get, I will never ever try and eat a car tire again.”

“Haha wait what? You tried to eat a car tire?!” It was so ridiculous and the worst part was that picturing Dom trying to take a bite out of one was one of the funniest things he’s ever thought of.

“No! It wasn’t me it was Gramps back when he first arrived. It wasn’t long after that he realized when you’re made of flesh and blood you need to eat to live. And, look, I don’t know how things are in whatever world he’s from, but eating, sleeping, and everything else does not come naturally to Gramps at all. And, unfortunately, I’ve had to live with the aftermath of it all. It’s still my body after all and eating grass is not recommended. But, that’s all in the past we’re over it. I wanna say we’re pals, but uh...yeah. He’s just Gramps.”

Angel gave him another look over and kept his eyes locked to his. Those green eyes of him had so much light in them. It was admirable.

“You’ve had an interesting life Dom. I just...hope I get to know you a little better. I haven’t had friends since...well, that’s a story for another time.”

“I know exactly where you’re coming from. Exactly.”

“But, yeah I mean. I could even maybe- well, back before amá passed she taught me a lot about how to do things and how to take care of myself. Apá also taught me some things like how to handle money. I know it’s a bit cliché, but having a famous father just means he isn’t around as much.”

“I can imagine.”

“Yeah so, y’know, as a kid I kind of had to do a lot of things myself. I know we have a lot of people around the house under our employ to do these things for us, but I always felt so bad having other people do my things for me. So I just tagged along with them when I could.”

“It’s funny. I’m the same way, but we’re from completely different worlds.”

“We really are..”

“I wouldn’t be able to stomach having someone else work for mostly because I can’t imagine even having that much money in the first place!”

“Well, I mean, aside from the funds I know dad makes sure they make more than enough money to support themselves and any family if they need to. He, and this is how I know he’s good, he actually takes care of other people. He has so many charities and foundations to help the homeless or underprivileged kids. He just...wants to help people. I don’t know his story and I don’t claim to know it, but being a villain just doesn’t suit him.

“Yeah, something definitely isn’t right here..”

“You picked up on that too right?”

“No person who calls themself a villain has charity foundations.”

“I know! It’s so...and I mean. Well, now that I think about it…” Angel started to recall his father’s victims in an effort to piece together the puzzle that lay before him.

“Most of the people he’s killed are people who...kind of, not necessarily deserved it, but they weren’t that great themselves. Some of them had slaves and others supplied companies who used people and drove others away. And he just, would expose them and get rid of them. I know it isn’t the right way to do things, but…you know what, I think I’m getting in too deep on this for what was supposed to be a simple lunch break. I know you don’t have a lot of time so let’s just...try and enjoy ourselves. Oh, and don’t worry about paying. I have way more money than I need this is my treat.”

“Are you sure about that?”

“One hundred percent sure.”

“It’s just because, uhm, uhhhh how do I put this in words. It would just feel so weird!”

“I know it would feel weird,” as he spoke, he reached out to hold Dom’s hand in his, all while keeping their eyes connected. Angel wasn’t even aware that he’s done this, but it just felt right to him, “but, you told me you grew up realizing you shouldn’t be a freeloader, in a sense. But, you’re not a freeloader if this is something I want to do for you. I know it’s hard to not feel like a freeloader. Hell, it took me forever just to stop feeling that way about my own family. It never felt right. I didn’t make dad’s money nor did I ever feel like I deserved it. But, if I learned anything, it’s that it’s ok to let people in, in a sense..”

Dom’s face started to flush as Angel spoke, those piercing brown eyes of his digging into him.

“Like I said before, I want to protect what good there is in this world, And, I feel like you’re one of the greater goods out there, Dom.”

“Uhhhh you’re flattering me too much..”

“I know, I’m sorry.”

“It’s fine! I just wanna say...I really hate it that you turned my own logic around saying things like ‘It’s bad to be a freeloader, but when someone wants to give you a gift or help then that’s their decision to make’ so it’s like, you know what I mean, right?” It was rare for Dom to be at a loss of words like this. But, Angel knew what he meant. And, for once, he was the one making Dom blush instead of the other way around.

“No yeah I get what you mean and I didn’t mean to make it that way I’m so sorry.” Scratch that, Dom had somehow made Angel start to blush as well. This suddenly turned into a cheesy rom com where people are always blushing and for no reason at all. Kind of.

“It’s just so weird to be on the other side of that! Usually I’m the one telling people these things.”

“You know what I mean though, right? I just really want to help you and I want to give you this gift, Dom. Can you please accept it?”

“Ok. Ok. Sure! Just, one small thing, I’m paying you back somehow ok? There’s another weekend coming up so we can figure something out then.”

“Sure! I would- That sounds fine! How about...I know you probably aren’t, and please tell me if I’m wrong in assuming this, but you probably haven’t had much of a chance to do normal things, right?”

“Uh, you are absolutely correct.”

“So, how about this: I can help you with all that no matter what it is. Shopping for new clothes, getting your first phone, even just having a friend to hang out with. I want to be your friend, Dom. And as long as you’re my friend too, then I’ll be happy no matter what.”

“I swear, I would like that more than anything else. I need to learn how to be a normal person again after all that’s happened. And this would definitely be a good start. And, as compensation, aside from being a friend in return, I’m going to ask Jake and Gabe and even Gramps about any information that can help you. Don’t think I’m gonna let you forget those words you used on me earlier.”

A deal like this was hard to refuse for either of them. No matter what, they both would be able to see a brighter and better future. As it should be. Angel started to feel the happiest he’s ever been before. He had almost forgotten what this felt like. Just now, Angel realized that he was holding Dom’s hand in his quickly pulled back growing embarrassed at what he’s done. Dom, however, didn’t see this as anything out of the ordinary. In fact, he welcomed it.

Just then, a flash burst through the window wall as a young highschooler started to reset his disposable camera. He started to ask questions in a hurried state as he prepped up for another picture. Thankfully, Sabrina was quick to close the blinds knowing all too well that Angel preferred his private life stayed private.

Dom quickly raised his hand to cover his face before another picture could be taken and Angel was quick to action.

“I’m sorry about this. Go on ahead and enjoy your snack, I’ll go deal with this.”

“It’s fine, it’s fine, I know you’re a famous guy now so this stuff is just part of the package right?”

Angel shook his head and sighed before warning Dom to be careful when getting out and to avoid any tabloids if possible. They loved to spread rumors. And that could get out of hand fast.

“As long as my face isn’t all over those magazines, I’m ok Angel.”

“Yeah, don’t worry I’ll make sure of it. I don’t think they got our faces though. Again, enjoy your tea, I’m gonna pay real fast and see if I can get them away from here.”

“You’re doing me a big favor here Angel thank you you have no idea.”

“Oh please, this is nothing. I’ve done this so many times it’s starting to become a new superpower.”

Dom chuckled and before Angel could leave spoke up.

“One more thing though. The other thing I have to focus on still, and I’m still having a hard time saying this, I still have to finish my shift you know. I really should get going as well.”

“Oh god I forgot. But, uhm, I guess it’s a date next weekend?”

“Uhm...I guess it is!”

“Cool! Perfect! Uhm, ok, so. Phew! Let me pay, and I’ll get them out of here lickity split!”

Angel quickly moved to pay and left Sabrina a $20 in the tip jar before moving outside and saying,

“Hey, I’m gonna go to the aquarium if you want an interview!~”

As Angel and Khloe walked off, Dom could hear the people moving away as he hid under the small table and finished his desert as fast as he could before heading out and running back to his job. He sure hoped he wasn’t late…

~FIN~