Well, The fact that I'm actually almost 45 is pretty startling. It makes you really appreciate life a bit, to know that you have a second chance. It also shows the amazing power of those like myself, the people who can change the world with a snap of their fingers, those who have the choice of others' lives in their hands, the ones who truly need to choose between good and evil. We are something straight out of science-fiction, and yet we are as real as any of my readers, in the flesh. We breathe, and eat and drink and worry about what other people think just as much as anyone else. The only difference is that we may worry about being accepted a bit more than mundane human beings.
Thinking of the world around me, at times I feel invincible. I can heal myself of any physical wound, stop bullets in their tracks, stop someone's heart with a thought. The power seems to overcome all, but emotional anguish cannot be tamed by my abilities. The knowing of the monster that I was, and that I potentially can still be, is something that hurts me just to think of. I'm just a kid, about to turn sixteen. A month ago, if you had asked me what I planned to do in life, I wouldn't have had the slightest clue, I probably would've said I wanted to go to college or something, but I never would have guessed that I was a super-powered serial killer. Life just gets more and more complicated.
After my recent fight with Danko's men, and realizing how much power I had over people, I realized what I truly wanted: To go back to leading a normal kid life, although to do that, I would have to give up my powers, but I wouldn't ever do that. I decided on Miami being my headquarters again, let someone else handle the supernatural problems of the world. I should be studying Physics and having the living hell confused out of me by droning teachers, not hunting down special people and ripping open their heads. No, that just wouldn't do.
I asked Tempest to input me into the Miami-Dade County Public School System at a school that was not too far from the one I used to attend. I obviously didn't stay with my name as Damian West, but I kept my first name. To the kids of Miami, I would be Damian Grey, a transfer from New York City. I had Thought-Formed false parents, for fear of dragging my mother into this. I want to protect everyone, and if there are any John sightings, I won't hesitate to find him and fight as hard as possible.
So, starting Monday, I am going to become Damian Grey in Miami. Please notify me if John is seen, and I can handle myself there, even if agents find me. Don't you worry bout a thing.
-Damian
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Good luck, Damian, me and my team still try and go to college when we have time, most of us are at sixth form, so we manage fairly well, otherwise it wouldn't be worth going at all! We'll keep your mother safe, and If there are any John sightings we'll let you know, and we'll do the plan I thought of, unless anyone has suggestions for improvements, because taking him on in small groups or alone hasn't really worked. I want you to check in with us regularly, there's always someone at the VHS base, we're back there at the moment because it's a better base and John's in hiding. You need to keep seeing your mother, Healthbar can calm your emotions so the whole psycho thing doesn't drive you mad, and we generally want to know you're ok.
ReplyDeleteThank you for your concern Tempest, your hospitality has always been so appreciated. The fact that you have forgiven me for being a killer is amazing, and I cannot thank you enough for helping me hone my abilities.
ReplyDeleteBy the way, what is sixth form? Lol i'm a Yank