A Dark Sunrise

Here's a little story, just for fun :D

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This contains a decent amount of violence, be warned,

## Premise

Sebastian Thorne could not be more average.

Sure, he has aspirations. Like half of the teenagers on Bloom Isle, he desperately wants to be a superhero, someone to save the island from ruins. Unfortunately, he doesn't have powers. Seb has accepted that he's destined to be the dreamer, loser rich kid. But everything changes when he's suddenly rescued by Sunset, an up-and-coming superhero he never dreamt of becoming friends with. Better yet, Sunset's superhuman squad is missing one member... and Sunset wants him to fill the spot. Suddenly, Sebastian's dreams all come true. Nothing could go wrong, right?

Wrong.

Very, very wrong.

While Sebastian's superhero persona Sunrise becomes famous overnight, it quickly becomes clear that the life of a hero is not all that it seems to be. And it's not long before Seb finds out that a lot of his squad's power is being abused. Seb is faced with a dilemma; work with the people who made him famous, or turn against them and lose everything.

And it's not even that simple...

## Character Guide

https://creativity-center.fandom.com/wiki/User\_blog:WolfwhiskerSilkWingNightWing/A\_Guide\_to\_the\_Characters\_of\_A\_DARK\_SUNRISE

## Part One

### Prologue

(Author's note: the rest won't be this dark)

The lampshade flickered. All was quiet on the cobblestone streets of Bloom Isle. A wolf's howl here, a cry for mercy there. The moon slowly rose in the sky.

All was peaceful. All was still.

A loud cough echoed throughout 33rd avenue. Muffled, slow footsteps resounded through the square as a man, hunched over, limped through. Every few moments, he would cast a glance behind him. He exhaled, breath white and misty, at the sight of a familiar dark figure.

The man coughed again, blood splattered across the white handkerchief he held. One hand gripped his chest, while the other fell limp at his side. The figure looked at him with mild concern in their gaze.

"I assume they killed the others," the other figure said calmly, their tone clipped with a mild accent. "This is just typical of them. Not even bothering to diverge from the book." They cracked their knuckles, thinking. "What message do you have for me?"

The man hastily pulled out a piece of paper out of his suit pocket, the edges worn and the material rough. On it was a scrawled message, written it smudged ink.

*We have found the one*, the message read. The man passed the paper to the figure, who flipped in over. On the back was another message, equally messy.

*Give up, Graves.*

The figure turned it over and over in their hands, laughing bitterly. The man stared at them, blood dripping from his mouth onto the ground.

"Here, have my coat," the figure said, passing his jacket to the man. "You look cold."

The man shivered as the other figure began to walk away, the paper tucked away in their pocket.

### Chapter One

Sebastian Thorne's day was off to a brutal start.

"Slicked back or parted?" he mused to himself, holding a comb to his hair. "Alright, parted."

He dropped the comb, grabbed his hoodie, and started walking towards he edge of his bedroom. However, something stopped him.

"No, that looks stupid." He turned around, picking up the comb again. "Should I try spiky this time?"

He gazed at a bottle of hair gel, then at the mirror. "Parted it is."

Seb hadn't even bothered to look at the time.

"You're early."

"Yeah."

"I don't like it when my workers are early."

*Stella*, her name tag read. Seb gulped.

"If they give you a hard time, I can buy the company for you," Seb's father had said. Seb gritted his teeth.

"When *should* I come?" he asked, the large *JoJo's Sugary Cafe* sign glaring at him through the door. It had a pink floofy dog as it's logo. Of course.

"I don't know. On time, maybe?" Stella stated with a little flip of her ponytail.

Seb shrugged. "Alright."

"Sounds good." Stella shut the door in his face, the glass an inch away from his nose.

"I cannot believe you're working here!!" Esme said enthusiastically.