OutMan The Beginning (1)

In The Shadows

The cool and fresh night enveloped the city in a soothing embrace, filled with starry skies and a gentle, refreshing breeze that whispered secrets to the trees. Donnie stumbled into his apartment, panting heavily and drenched in sweat, not noticing his sister until she spoke up from the kitchen, surprised to see him in such a state.
" Donnie?" She Said. "Surprise?" He Said weakly. " You left the hospital?" His sister stopped what she was doing and hurried over to him, concern etched on her face. " Uhh yeah...I Did" he Told her. " And Your Ok? You don't feel Anything wrong?" She placed a gentle hand on his shoulder in concern. " Lily, Like I Told Austin, I feel Great, Honestly I feel Better than I've ever been before" He Smiled. "Donnie You Know Austin Is Just Worried About you, We All Are, I mean You were On Death Row Two Days Ago, You Had Us Scared to Death" She looked at him with genuine concern and worry etched on her face, hoping that he would confide in her and let her help him." I SomeHow...Healed" He spoke to her in an unsure tone, hesitant to reveal the truth. " Donnie It's Not Possible for someone in critical condition to Heal Within a Few Hours, When We Saw You, You Were in Pretty bad Shape" Lily Told him. " Lily" He placed his hands gently on her shoulders, looking deep into her eyes. " I'm Ok, And I'm Not Dying anytime soon, Not Now not For A Long time" The reporter pulled his sister into a warm embrace, feeling her gentle pat on his back. With a smile, Lily hugged him back, but deep down, couldn't shake the feeling that he was hiding something from her.
The sister continued to wrestle with the conflicting thoughts, but ultimately realized that what mattered most was that her brother was alive and well, even though it didn't make sense how he had recovered so quickly from his critical condition. She had lost her parents in a tragic accident and couldn't bear the thought of losing her only remaining family member.
Donnie Couldn't Tell her what He had just gone through, She Wouldn't have understood, He didn't think Ralph or Austin would either, But then again Fist Striker Inherits Strength that could Lift Anything beyond her limits. If Anyone could Withstand Her, It's Donnie, Maybe not at this moment due to barely learning how to use his Speed.
The Next Morning
Donnie stood with a casual air, dressed in simple yet stylish jeans, a plain white t-shirt and his trusty Vans sneakers, looking out onto the empty lot with a sense of contemplation and possibility.
He slowly scanned the area around him, making sure that no curious eyes were watching his every move. With a deep breath, he closed his eyes and conjured an image of his parents, standing together and smiling, a moment frozen in time. As the image stuck firmly in his mind, a small smile crept onto his face. Suddenly, his eyes shot open, revealing pupils that were consumed by a pure white energy that seemed to emanate from within his very being. As he looked down at his hands, he realized with a start that they too were engulfed in this powerful energy, crackling with potential and possibility. As he woke up, his eyes shot open and were engulfed in an otherworldly mix of red and white energy. Almost reflexively, he extended his hands and drew in the energy, causing his hands to light up like a Christmas tree. After a moment, he exhaled deeply and released the energy, watching as his skin returned to its natural shade with a soft glow. It was as though he had tapped into some long-dormant power, and he couldn't wait to see what else he could do with it. "So Cool" With a burst of speed, he lunged forward and dashed off like a slingshot through the city. His adrenaline surged as he weaved in and out of traffic, moving faster than anyone else on the street. As he sprinted down the street, he saw a bus rapidly approaching. Without missing a beat, he leapt high into the air, effortlessly clearing the bus and landing back on the pavement with a flourish. He continued his breakneck pace until he reached the edge of the West Bridge, where he skidded to a stop just shy of the deadly drop. Breathing heavily and grinning from ear to ear, he took a moment to appreciate the view before taking off once more like a bullet, leaving the bridge and entering West City at full speed. As he ran through the crowded streets, the rush of adrenaline continued to course through his veins, filling him with an electric energy that made him feel alive. Suddenly, the sound of an alarm caught his attention, and he quickly made his way towards the store. Upon reaching the scene, he was greeted by a group of criminals rushing out with a large duffle bag. As the criminals scrambled to get into their getaway vehicle, they barely had time to close the doors before a blur of red and white energy came hurtling towards them, knocking them all down in a spectacular show of force. With lightning-fast reflexes and unmatched agility, Donnie had arrived just in time to foil their plan. As the dust settled and the criminals lay defeated, he couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction and pride in a job well done.
As the criminals groaned on the pavement, their eyes dazzled by the blinding white blur of energy, they struggled to regain their footing, disoriented and dazed, their plans foiled by the mysterious force that came out of nowhere." What Was That?" In a desperate attempt to escape, one of the criminals managed to scramble into the vehicle, leaving his startled partner behind in disbelief, as the engine roared to life and sped away, leaving the scene in a cloud of dust.
With a sudden burst of speed, Donnie returned, chasing down the getaway car, and in a daring move, He rammed Himself against the side of the vehicle, causing it to veer off course, sending both himself and the car spinning wildly, leaving the criminals inside disoriented and shaken.
As the car lost its balance, it flipped over countless times, creating a chaotic spectacle. Quick as lightning, the blur rushed towards a helpless child, swooping them out of harm's way just in the nick of time, ensuring their safety from the wreckage. The vehicle crashed into a nearby wall causing a thunderous impact that echoed through the air. The car was left in shambles, its twisted metal frame and shattered windows revealing the extent of the damage, leaving it a mangled wreck beyond recognition. The criminals, groaning in pain, stumbled out of their wrecked vehicle, their faces contorted with bloody cuts and bruises, a fitting consequence for their misdeeds. The sound of sirens pierced the air as the police swiftly arrived at the scene.
With determined resolve, they apprehended the injured criminals, their swift action ensuring that justice would be served. Donnie raced into the secluded alley, his body already trembling with exhaustion. He bent down, hands on his knees, desperately trying to catch his breath, each breath coming in ragged gasps as his body heaved with the weight of his heroic endeavors.
With a renewed determination, he gradually regained his composure, standing tall and focused, hands casually slipped into his pockets as he emerged from the alley. Before him, a scene unfolded as the police swiftly apprehended the criminals, his presence unnoticed amidst the commotion. As he beheld the scene of justice he had helped bring about, a sense of satisfaction washed over him, filling his heart with pride and fulfillment. Feeling parched, he made his way into a nearby coffee shop, eager to quench his thirst and bask in the warmth of accomplishment. With curiosity piqued, he stepped into the coffee shop only to catch a glimpse of the TV screen where a news reporter spoke of the recent events. He listened attentively as the reporter mentioned a mysterious white blur, inadvertently becoming the catalyst for justice, and couldn't help but chuckle at the irony of being thanked for his anonymous efforts. As everyone in the coffee shop glued their eyes to the TV, murmurs filled the air, discussing the enigmatic white blur and the impact it had made.
Unbeknownst to them, He smirked mischievously as he confidently walked toward a booth, secretly reveling in the fact that they were unknowingly discussing his own remarkable deeds.
Meanwhile
The abandon wasteland stretched before him, a desolate landscape of decay. The once formidable walls now stood as dilapidated sentinels, their rusty surfaces peeling with the passing of time. Each step upon the grated floors sent forth a cacophony that resonated through the air, adding to the unsettling and eerie ambiance that enveloped the forsaken place. The man in black stood tall and imposing, his figure shrouded in mystery. As he neared the large advanced object, his eyes flickered with anticipation.
Suddenly, his triple-beeping device summoned his attention, revealing a picture that showcased the transformative change of his target from an ordinary man to someone clad in a sleek, skin-tight suit. The stage was set for an extraordinary encounter. "No...NO!!!"Fueled by his anger, the man unleashed a furious outburst of red energy that erupted through the roof, blasting debris into the sky. His hands crackled with intense red energy, pulsating with raw power as he struggled to contain his overwhelming emotions. Consumed by a maelstrom of rage, he seethed with anger at his failure to eliminate his target before his transformation. His carefully crafted plan shattered, leaving him grappling with a potent mix of disappointment, frustration, and a burning desire for vengeance.
Back With Donnie
He sat comfortably in a cozy booth of the bustling coffee shop, savoring the rich aroma of his steaming cup of coffee. With a sense of contentment emanating from his smile, he reflected on the satisfaction of successfully handing criminals over to the authorities, knowing he had made a positive impact on his community. Fueled by an electrifying rush of adrenaline, he kept pushing forward, cautiously navigating the shadows. While a thrill coursed through his veins, deep down, a whisper of fear gnawed at him, afraid that any misstep could unravel his efforts and jeopardize the meticulous work of the police. Startled by a piercing screech and a thunderous crash outside, his senses heightened, and without a moment's hesitation, he bolted out of the coffee shop, his speed propelled by a mix of concern and curiosity.
In a remarkable display of his extraordinary abilities, he tapped into his power to manipulate time, causing everything to slow down around him. As he rushed into the bustling streets, he came across a frozen moment--a woman suspended mid-air, oblivious to his presence, frozen in time's embrace. With impeccable timing, he swiftly planted his foot on the car's hood, propelling himself upward to catch the woman in his strong embrace. Moments before the vehicle crashed, he safely guided her to the pavement, the chaos unfolding in the background as time resumed its normal pace. As he glanced at the fiery wreckage in the distance, he turned his attention back to her, only to find that she had caught a mesmerizing glimpse of his face. A smile formed on her lips, a silent recognition of the extraordinary encounter they had just shared.
Entranced by her beauty, he couldn't help but let his gaze linger upon her, captivated by the way the light danced upon her features, each glance evoking a sense of awe and appreciation, as if time itself held its breath in admiration. with her delicate features, possesses eyes that sparkle with a mesmerizing blend of curiosity and wisdom. Her porcelain skin radiates a soft glow, beautifully complimenting her elegantly styled short hair, while her glasses add a touch of intellectual charm to her irresistible allure.
As his eyes were fixed upon her enchanting presence, a sudden flash of vibrant red energy darted across his peripheral vision, instantly captivating his attention. Determined and filled with a sense of urgency, he chased after it, his heart racing as he realized it was the same energy he had encountered that fateful night when death nearly claimed him. With lightning-fast speed, he chased after the elusive red energy, his heart pounding in his chest. As he arrived at the parking garage, he paused for a moment to survey his surroundings, ensuring that it was clear before continuing his pursuit. " I Know It's You " Donnie Spoke. " You Were There That Night, You Tried To Kill me" Taking calculated steps, he strode through the parking garage, his voice echoing off the concrete walls as he spoke aloud, a clever ploy to draw out whoever was lurking in the shadows, ready to pounce on him.
" NewsFlash, Instead of killing me, You Gave me Powers, Was That your intention? Did You mean to give me these powers or were you just there to Kill me?" Just as he turned around, his heart sank as strong hands closed tightly around his neck, forcing him against a cold cement pillar, leaving him gasping for air, trapped in the clutches of his assailant." I Meant to kill You that Night Mr.Jace... You Don't deserve these Powers... None of You do.. As Soon as I kill you, I'm going to kill Your friends and then I'm going to kill Everyone you love..." Said the Man In Black. " Good Luck with that" With a burst of strength, he managed to break free from the hold, launching himself into a high-speed chase across the city, his exhilaration tinged with fear.
Glancing back at the relentless man in black, he quickly redirected his focus forward, determined to outwit his pursuer. Leaping over a speeding vehicle, he skillfully took a sharp left around the corner, but to his surprise, the man in black slipped underneath a passing semi-truck, taking a daring shortcut to catch him off guard. In a sudden turn of events, the man in black tackled him off his feet, sending them both tumbling down a long, narrow ditch. Engulfed in a chaotic struggle, they fiercely fought as they tumbled down the ditch, each landing devastating blows while desperately trying to gain the upper hand.
With an intense impact, they hit the bottom of the ditch, leaving both in critical condition. However, their unwavering determination pushed them to quickly recover, rising to their feet and rushing at each other with lightning speed. In a dramatic collision, the man in black seized the upper hand by skillfully catching his opponent and slamming him down on the ground with great force, firmly gripping his neck in a display of dominance. Exhibiting his immense strength, the man in black lifted him up by his throat and delivered a series of powerful blows to his stomach and face, causing him to stagger back momentarily, feeling the impact of each strike. As the man remained dazed, the man in black gathered a pulsating surge of red energy in his palms, thrusting it towards him with immense force. The impact sent him flying off his feet, propelling him several feet away and out of sight, overwhelmed by the powerful blast. With a determined stride, the man in black advanced to deliver the final blow, only to discover that the man had vanished without a trace, leaving him bewildered and searching the empty space for his elusive opponent. The man in black quickly brushed off the dirt from his clothes and energetically departed the ditch, surrounded by a swirling red aura of power, completely unaware of Donnie lurking around the corner, nursing his ribs and bloodied nose. The injured man tilted his head back, closed his eyes, and came to the realization that the man in black possessed immense power and extraordinary speed, far beyond his own capabilities. Taking a moment to recover, he acknowledged that he had gotten himself into a perilous situation.
Recognizing the danger posed by the enigmatic man in black, he resolved that he must find a way to put a stop to him. After regaining some strength, he quickly made his escape before the man in black could return. However, he could only manage to make it down the street before collapsing in an alley, leaning against a trash bin, and ultimately losing consciousness.