Dolemeck can only smile as he made himself get up off of he couch and walk over towards Derek. He managed to place both his hands on his shoulders. It hurt him to hear such a short answer from his cousin, so he assumed that he was upset.
"Do not feel bad, Derek. I am alive and well. Not even you could have suspected such bad people would come after my place of work." He continued to smile at his cousin. "And you are as brave and noble as your Father. That is why I think you would make a wonderful leader and a hero. I aspire to be like you and Mac, Derek. I may know very little about basic things, but I know when I see a hero."
His smile did not wan as he removed his hands from Derek's shoulders and walked over to a window in the apartment, gazing out of it as he continued to speak to Derek.
"My Mother always said that each mortal has a destiny. A calling to do something great in this world, even if it is something small. The night I got hurt, I believe I figured it out. I still believe we should become the agents our parents once were." His green eyes turned from the window to Derek. "I know I spoke of this when I was weak from losing blood, but that is what I truly believe, Derek. We should become the new Agents of Atlas and pick up from where our elders left off."
Dolemeck remained headstrong about a new "Agents of Atlas". He truly believed he should follow in the foot-steps of their families.
"Even if it is just the two of us, we can make a difference in this world. We can do something to stop bad people!"
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