Chapter 70
Who doesn't indulge in fantasy? Lena and her friends were at that age where their dreams were vivid, but unlike many girls who fantasized about meeting a handsome vampire prince or some dashing male protagonist in a romantic script, their dreams were different. They didn't dream of love stories. They wanted to become superheroes like Wanda—strong, brave, and independent.
They imagined themselves walking alone through the darkness, battling monsters, and experiencing the thrill of extreme fighting. In their fantasies, they were misunderstood by the world, yet they embraced their legendary fates. Even in death, they would be remembered as heroic figures, their stories retold for generations.
Up until now, those were just daydreams, fantasies they indulged in when they were lost in thought. But now, witnessing Wanda in action, it felt like their imaginations were becoming reality. Wasn't Wanda living the life they dreamed of?
Lena and her friends were not ordinary in their imaginations. As they pieced together the events that had unfolded—the old gentleman, the battle with the monster—they quickly crafted a narrative in their minds.
In their version of the story, Wanda and her twin brother Pietro were born with extraordinary abilities. Jealous of their powers, others caused their parents' deaths during the war, leaving the twins orphaned at a young age. They wandered the world, struggling to survive and discover their true selves. Along the way, because of their unique abilities, they encountered monsters and dark forces invisible to ordinary humans.
Witnessing the horrors brought on by evil creatures, the twins vowed to fight back, dedicating their lives to protecting the world in silence. As they traveled the globe, honing their abilities and battling monsters, they met a new ally: Sumarokov. Together, the trio formed a team, confronting one supernatural crisis after another.
In Lena's mind, there were even more dramatic moments—life-and-death situations, the twins reuniting with loved ones, only to sacrifice personal happiness for their greater mission. Beneath Wanda's cold, determined exterior, Lena imagined a heart weighed down by sorrow, a heart that longed for peace but was bound by the vows she had made to protect the world.
After imagining all these plots, the boys and girls were on the verge of bursting with excitement. Their eyes shone brightly, and they could hardly contain themselves—they wanted to scream. It all seemed so perfect.
"If I could, I swear I'd join them," Jeff said, barely able to keep his excitement in check. "Even if it's just as a driver or a chef!"
Adam quickly shut down Jeff's dream with a laugh. "Come on, brother-in-law, do you really think you'd be the driver or the chef? That's my job!"
"Hey, don't forget about us!" a few of the girls chimed in, feigning indignation.
Sure, Adam handled most of the cooking during their trip, but that didn't mean the girls hadn't helped. Adam did have an advantage, though—his dad was a chef, and he had learned a few skills from him. But still, they all contributed in their own way. If anyone was qualified to be a chef for the team, they were!