Previous Chapter: The Blond American | Next Chapter: Dark Realization, the Invasion Begins The clock hit 7 AM and a loud ringing filled Clyde's apartment. Groggily he reached out and turned off his alarm before sitting up. He'd barely gotten any sleep as he'd been up till 3 hunting for Hellspawn. Rolling his shoulders he groaned at the pain. One of them had been much stronger than he'd expected, knocking him through a building before he was able to kill it. If it weren't for his powers Clyde knew he'd be dead. Running a hand through his hair he stood up and found his school uniform, quickly changing into it before heading out.