OutMan The Beginning (1)

Let's Go Back to Where it All Really Began

Present Day
2023
The Sun shines brightly in the cloudless sky, casting a warm glow on the bustling city below, the hum of activity fills the air with energy and excitement like a never ending dance, Welcome to a city that never sleeps.
Laying In Bed With The Bright Sun gleaming through the windows rested A Young 22 Year Old Donatello Whitmore Jace. He Slowly stirred from his slumber, his eyes still heavy with sleep. As He awoke from his slumber, he stretched his arms and took a deep breath savoring the fresh morning air. With each passing Moment, he feels his senses coming to life and his energy increasing, It's a new day full of possibilities.
Donatello Is A Tall and slender man, He has chiseled features with high cheekbones, a strong jawline and striking blue eyes. He has tousled Brown hair and a captivating smile that can light up a room. He exudes a sense of effortless charm and charisma that is impossible to ignore. He has a very warm and tan complexion that looks like it's constantly kissed by the sun. It perfectly complements his striking features and gives him an effortlessly cool look. He stretches his arms and legs as he rises from his bed, his eyes are still heavy with sleep. As he rubs his eyes, he takes a few deep breaths to shake off the remnant of his dreams, before sitting on the edge of his bed and taking in his surroundings with a deep contemplative sigh. He quickly glances at his Nightstand and realizes he left his Book there. As he stands, he decides to energize himself with a quick set of push ups, pushing his body to its limits. As he completes his final push up, He hears a frantic knocking at his door. It's his sister knocking on his door " Donnie, Your gonna Be late for work" she reminded him. Her voice Sounded sweet and sultry, with a hint of mischief that keeps you on your toes. She speaks with a natural cadence that's both calming and Captivating. He takes a deep breath, exhaling slowly as he jumps to his feet. Coming" He shouts, His Voice was rich and smooth with a slight rasp that gives depth. His voice is both soothing and inspiring at the same time as he swiftly opens the door. As he descends The stairs, sliding on his jacket, "Looking Fresh as Always Whitmore" his sister exclaimed as she looked at him. He grins, turning to her and giving a thumbs up. His sister was 5'4, She exudes confidence and grace in her appearance and wild curls framing her striking features. She Carries herself with poise and elegance. Her face was captivating, with sharp cheekbones and an unmistakable twinkle in her piercing wide blue Eyes. She has a petite yet athletic build, with toned arms and legs that showcase her strength and agility. She exudes a quiet confidence in her stance and movements, making her truly captivating. She has a beautiful and peachy complexion that looks so radiant and it gives her a youthful and playful vibe. "Always gotta look fresh" he Told her as he opened the fridge, his eyes sweep over the contents with practiced ease. He grabs the carton of juice And reaches for a glass with a smirk. He pours the juice with a flourish, enjoying the feeling of being both fresh and in control. "Just Simple As Mom would say in Her way" Lilly smiled. " Mom had the brains of a Fashion designer" Donnie joked. " She would have been good at it, As For Dad he was always good at being a lawyer" He took a sip of his juice, letting its sweet tang wash over his tongue. His eyes drift closed as he savors the flavor, feeling invigorated and alive. "But he Chose to be a Stay At home parent for us" Lilly looked to donnie. he smiled, " Aren't you gonna be late for work?" she realized. "Right Right" His eyes widened as she reminded of him of the time. He rushes to grab his bag from the counter, His movements quick and efficiently. With a Muttered apology, He bursts out the door Determined to make it to work on time.
He sat On a bus lost In thought as the clouds outside of the window passed. It was just enough to remember when he was just a preteen sitting In his room watching Tv. He was engrossed in his Favorite Tv Show laughing and Enjoying until he was interrupted By His new legal guardian. His world shattered as he was informed of his parents death. The shock and Grief overwhelmed him as he tried to process and Devastating Loss.
He Couldn't Bare to break his Sister's innocence with the news of their parents death. He decided to protect her from the harsh reality by keeping silent until she was old enough to comprehend the tragedy. However the burden of holding into a secret and the weight of his grief became too heavy to carry alone. Death is an Inevitable part of life, a natural passage that everyone must go through at some point. Though it is painful, it is also a necessary step in the cycle of existence, reminding us to cherish the time we have and to honor the memories of those we have lost.
Donnie Was Haunted By the loss of his parents, consumed by the endless cycle of grief and pain. He wears his heart on his sleeve, unable to contain the flood of emotions that swell inside of him whenever he thinks of them. Every Memory, every thought, every dream is a reminder of what he lost and the pain is So intense that he fears he will never truly recover from it. Donnie Carrie's a heavy burden, for not only is he struggling to come to terms with his own grief, but he also bears witness to the pain of his sister who cannot let go of the loss of her parents. He Longs to help her heal, to ease her suffering, but he knows he cannot do it alone. Donnie is trapped in a limbo, between the pain of the past and the uncertain hope of the Future. He has promised himself that one day he will find the strength to move on, to let go of the future and embrace the possibilities that lay ahead. But for now he is stuck, unable to break free from the chains of grief, consumed by the memories of what once was. Donnie has a big heart, overflowing with love for those he holds dear. He treasures the people in his life, cherishing every moment spent with them and never wanting to be let go. His sweet, kind, caring and honest nature endears him to others and he is known for is unwavering dedication to those he loves. Despite being constantly judged by and misunderstood by his rivals, He retains an unwavering sense of self belief. He knows in his heart that he is a good person, and he refuses to let the negative opinions of others affect him. This inner strength Allows him to rise above the toxicity and focus on being The best version of himself, regardless of what his rivals may say or think. Donnie Knew he was No soldier Nor a God But Only a good Man with an unwavering determination and selflessness makes him a true hero in his own right. He keeps moving forward, never giving up or giving in, for the sake of those around him who depend on him. He love's deeply and fiercely, and he will do anything to ensure the safety and happiness of the people he holds dear. He arrived to his Bus Stop, already feeling the pressure of the day weighing heavily on his shoulders. He musters all of his strength begins to sprint to work. He knows he is on his second strike and that any mistake could cost him his job, But he refuses to give up. Despite the odds stacked against him, he arrives at work just in time, proving once again that he is a determined and resilient individual who refuses to be beaten by adversity. His Boss was a man who had a unique sense of humor that was loved by all of his employees. However when it came time to be serious, he never played Around and always Got straight to the point. This made him an intimidating figure, but the employees knew that he deeply cared for them and their wellbeing. Despite his tough exterior, he always went out of his way to make sure his employees had everything they needed to succeed. His Heart pumps as he finally reached the station on time. As he bursts through the door, he's met with the buzz of activity, phone's ringing, type writers clacking and people bustling about it. In the midst of it all he is greeted by his good friend Ralph Spencerson. He Has short cropped hair, chiseled cheekbones and piercing Brown eyes. He stand stall with a muscular build, and is often seen wearing a sharp suit that accentuates his confident Demeanor. His face was angular with a strong jawline and subtle dimples when he smiles. He had broad shoulders, a defined chest, and powerful legs that convey his Athleticism. He moves with confidence, and his body language exudes a sense of strength and self assuredness.
His skin tone is a warm caramel, with rich undertones that hint at his African ancestry. His complexion is even and smooth, with a healthy glow that seems to radiate from within.
" Where Have You Been man? Austin Has been Hounding for you all Morning i had to cover"
His voice was deep and resonate with a smooth, almost honeyed quality that draws people in. He speaks slowly and deliberately, choosing his words with care and his tone is both commanding and reassuring.
" I know i know, i slept In" Donnie strode purposefully toward his desk, Ralph trailing closely behind. " Slept in? You Know that's Not good enough for Austin to hear, Dude this is your second strike you know what happens when you hit your Third" Donnie Sat attentively at his work desk, his gaze fixed firmly on Ralph who stood before him. " well I'm sorry alright? I had to pull an All Nighter On The Fist Striker Article" he set down his bag with a determined thud, quickly flipping on his computer. "Dude your Putting yourself In a really bad place with this article Even when Fist Striker is Tearing up West City, I mean aren't You Scared of the consequences if You go through with this?" He continued to speak animatedly about the dangerous article. Despite the seriousness of the situation, there was a calm and confident air about him as he began to research The criminal and gather information to aid his investigation.
" Ralph Our City has been Terrorized By Fist Striker For a Really Long time, The World Needs a Reason to Stand Against her and Her crew of Criminals" he declared with conviction, his eyes shining with determination as he began to type furiously. "So what? Like a SuperHero?' Ralph said curiously, eyeing him expectantly. " Honestly Donnie If you've seen movies, the heroes may Cause destruction and Save the world, but in reality, it's the police officers who work tirelessly to prevent crime and keep our communities safe. They deserve our respect and admiration" He said earnestly, emphasizing the importance of valuing the hard work of those in law enforcement. Donnie looked at him. " But are they enough to Stand against Fist Striker? A Lot Of Them Have Died Against Her" Donnie left his desk to grab a cup of coffee " We Need a Miracle Ralph" he said Just as He walked away. " Good Coffee?" He was surprised to see his boss, who had taken care of him and his younger sister after their parents died in a car crash. He was a retired veteran who has maintained his ruggedly handsome looks. He has a lean athletic build with chiseled features and piercing blue eyes that make him stand out. His body is toned, and muscular from years of staying fit active. His Skin tone is fair with a slight tan giving him a healthy and vibrant appearance. "Hey Boss look i'm sorry for Being late, I had to pull an All Nighter with the Fist Striker Article" He said. " Jesus Donnie what Have i told you about That Article? I told you to Drop It" His Face turned beet red as he Yelled at Donnie. Veins bulging in his neck. " How many times do I have to tell you not to mess with that article? You could put this entire company in a bad place" He listened intently as his boss spoke, making direct Eye Contact and nodding at the right moments. His mind racing with ideas for the article he wasn't supposed to publish, but he kept his face neutral and Professional, not betraying hints of his thoughts. " Donnie, Nothing good Will come from this Article, continuing with this article will only put you In danger including lily and the rest of us, And If She Finds Out about you two, Then that's On me, I'm not gonna have your deaths On My hands When I could have prevented them from happening" Austin continued to scold him, his voice rising in anger as he spoke of the consequences of disobeying orders. Donnie stood his ground, unshaken by the tirade, knowing deep down that the article was worth the risk.
"I-I Know" Donnie Looked down then back at Austin. " Donnie I Know You mean Well, I know You want to Do good for West City, But It's Not Your Job To Protect the city, And Your Parents Would Want the Same For You Because they Love You and Lily As Much As I do" he placed his heavy hand on his shoulder, staring at him with a cold and stern expression. " I understand Sir" Said Donnie. " Your A Good Man Donnie" Austin Smiled. " You've Always Been A Good Man With a Good Heart And Good Intentions For The World" Austin smile leaving Him to contemplate his next move. He Knew that Publishing the article would mean risking and possibly his reputation, but he couldn't shake the feeling that it was the right thing to do. He made his decision and continued his article ready to face whatever consequences came his way.
The city was a breathtaking sight, with towering skyscrapers and glittering lights that illuminated Night sky. However, as the temperatures continued to drop, the citizens could be seen bundled up in thick sweaters and coats bracing themselves against the bitter cold. In the back of a Grocery Store, Lightning began to cackle, the sound growing louder and more frantic it built up into a wormhole that suddenly opened. A man in black walked through, dressed in a long trench coat and face mask, his breath heavy and labored.
He was tall and imposing,
" 2023..." when he spoke his voice came out in a distorted glitching tone, there was also a noticeable croak in his voice. After speaking, He examined his Futuristic and advanced watch that displayed a picture of Target, studying it intently with an Ominous sense of purpose. " If Your Gonna Take away what I love, I'm Gonna Take Away What You Love..." He Set The Picture away. As the Holographic picture faded away, He set his watch away just as a drunken man stumbled over." Whoa Dude Love the Costume!"
He hollered about how he loved the costume. He had long hair, rugged clothing, and a wild beard that gave him a feral appearance. His movements were unsteady and his words slurred. But his eyes gleamed with an odd sort of intensity.
" But what are you supposed to be?" He laughed and Glanced at the suit. Without hesitation, The man in black generated a red ball of energy from his hands and threw it at the drunkard, Instantly killing him.
As Heavy Rain Poured On the city and lightning clapping in the background, Donnie was Working late, He continued to type away at his article, using only the dim light of his desk lamp. He was dedicated to his work and Nothing, Not even the raging the raging storm outside would stop him from reporting the truth. After Everyone left, He continued to work, He continued to type, his fingers moving across the keyboard as if controlled by some other worldly force. He had been working overnight for hours and he had not taken a single break. Though he delicately continued his work, he couldn't help but hesitate every now and then, thinking about what Ralph and Austin told him. They may have been right about it, But he couldn't let go of the truth no matter the consequences. With great and determination, He finally finished His article, But froze when it came to holding his finger over the enter button. He knew the consequences that would come if published it, but the truth had to be told, even if it meant putting his career and reputation at risk. Overwhelmed with conflicting thoughts he threw himself back into his chair, closed his eyes, shut off his computer before standing up and grabbing his jacket and bag, then swiftly leaving the building. Exiting the building He threw his Hoodie over his head and began to run through the pouring rain. As The Rain Began to pour More lightly, He slowed down to a walk and removed his hoodie, Stuffing his hands into his pockets and continued to walk.
As he walked by a Busy construction site, Hid attention was hooked by the loud distant voices. Hesitating, he continued his way home, but his curiosity eventually got the better of him, causing him to turn back and investigate the site. He hopped over the fence and walked further into the site, but quickly had to jump into cover when he saw armed men lurking around, loading crates. Crouching down, he looked around and asked himself what were they doing. Just as he pulled out his phone, he couldn't help but wonder what he had gotten himself into.
Ten photos would be enough. Suddenly, when he finishes collecting the evidence, he was attacked by a blur that threw him forward and into the sights of the armed men. They quickly held their guns at him " Who are you?" Said one of the guys. Donnie slowly picked himself up. One of the armed men Found his phone on the ground quickly seeing that he was taking photos.
" Hey this guy was Taking pictures" " No no no I need that" Donnie tried to Get his phone from the armed Gunman, Only to be knocked down by one of the other Armed Gunman, leaving him bruised and helpless on the ground.
"Gonna expose us To the public?" Said the Man who Knocked him down. " Trust me, It's all gonna come down on you guys" Donnie laughed and commented. " You think your funny huh?"
He Punched him across the face. " Let's See You laugh at this" the gunmen Loaded his gun and pointed it at Donnie, leaving him in a dangerous and deadly situation. As The Gunmen Was about to shoot him, he was taken out by a blur. Suddenly, The Armed Men were being taken out one by one by a mysterious blur, Leaving Donnie shocked and amazed by what he was witnessing.
He picked himself up, grabbed his phone, and tried to escape the scene, but suddenly stopped when he heard something out of a Sci-Fi movie. He was left wondering if he was safe or not.
Donnie tried escaping again, Only to be thrusted into the ground again by the blur. As he looked up, he saw that he was surrounded by a cycle of red energy running around him. Trapping him, He knew he was in trouble and didn't know what to do next. He was stunned by what he was seeing, as he knew this couldn't be possible.
"Donatello Jace" Suddenly a distorted voice sounded like it was glitching spoke to him, with a croak in its voice, leaving him even more confused and scared. "Wha- What Do You Want From me?" Donnie was was terrified as he was completely unaware of everything that was going on around him. He felt hopeless and alone, with no idea of what was gonna happen next.
"They Took From Everything from me... So I will take Everything From Them..." Said The Distorted voice. " We Can talk about this please" Donnie spoke with a voice that was afraid and trembling, unsure of what to say or do next. He tried to gather his thoughts, but his fear was overwhelming, leaving him paralyzed.
Through the sandstorm, he could see a silhouette of a figure staring at him, but he couldn't tell if it was a person or not. He felt a chill run down his spine as he realized he was not alone in the storm. " No More Time to talk...Time To Die!..."
as suddenly the silhouette had appeared, it vanished from the storm leaving Donnie spooked and unnerved. Just then, a bright light of white lightning joined the sandstorm, blinding Him and nearly leaving him unable to see. The White Lightning began to lose its control, sparking everywhere and eventually hitting Donnie in the shoulder,Knocking him down and leaving a burned mark. He screamed out in pain and Confusion as he struggled to make sense of what was happening to him. He lay on the ground in critical condition, writhing in pain struggling to stay conscious. As the blur tries to come after him, another figure tackled the blur, turning out to be yet another blur. The two figures clashed violently, creating a whirlwind of motion and force that threatened to consume them both.
The two continued to fight, their movements becoming faster and more intense as the site lit up with red and white energy that pulsated with an almost otherworldly power. It was like watching a dance of death and destruction, and No one could predict what would happen next.
Donnie tried to escape, holding his shoulder in pain, but unfortunately as he made a run for it he was caught in an explosion of both red and white energy caused by the figures nearly destroying the site. The force of the blast sent him flying through the air and he landed in a crumpled heap, barely conscious and clinging to life.
He managed to roll onto his backside and tried to pick himself up, but he could barely walk correctly. After a few steps, he stumbled and fell to his knees, weakened by the explosion. His determination to escape was the only thing keeping him conscious at this point, He had no energy left, feeling completely drained, and unable to move or stand. But at the same time, he began to feel a crazy amount of energy surging through his body and coursing through his veins, as if he was being revitalized by some unknown source of power. Donnie Gave out and lost consciousness, falling to the ground once again. As it began to rain again, he could still feel his fingers twitching, letting him know he wasn't dead yet. Confused and disoriented, he asked himself " why wasn't I dead? What's keeping me alive?" He was unconscious, But he could feel someone lifting him off of the ground and into their arms. He could hear someone telling him that everything would be ok and that his life was about to change. He thought to himself that he didn't know what that meant and why his life would change. Before he could ponder it any further, He lost all consciousness.