The Shadow Knight Begins: Part One: Dark Origin

Chapter 3: To Be A Hero...Or Not?

It happened on a usual bad day for me.

I was being chased through the halls by brawn and barker.

I knew I wouldn't make it to the front door and on to freedom; they were bigger and faster than me.

I turned the corner and headed for the door.

Right then and there I saw my salvation.... Although, now I have to wonder was I really that desperate that this time I would jump willingly into a trash can?

The answer in my mind was, "YES, YES, IT'S NECCISSARY! I WANT TO LIVE!"

I barely made it in, head first, disappearing into the shadow realm via the shadows of the garbage cans interspaces when those two meatheads emerged.

I could hear them outside the trash can, oblivious that I had hidden there...or heck, was hiding in subspace which was a place in knew they couldn't see, let alone be there!

"Dang...again! That little shrimp is getting slipperier to punish!" barker groaned.

"Especially when we want him to pay for his daddy's little crusade!" brawn added, "Can you believe that people are buying that crap. "Join together; make crime pay...get law abbiding citizens the peace they deserve. Better crime fighting, better lunar!" if he wins his crusade, we'll lose our supplies of stuff and the money that comes with it"

"Shut up about our jobs!" barker silenced his brother, "and he might hear you. He doesn't know were taking a small percentage of the purchases made here in the school"

"Do I look like I care, he's just street trash...and so is his boss. Were the deerings we have more money than the Kishi's no one can touch us" brawn snorted in retort.

"Not even HIM? I've heard what he does to people who try and scam him. It's not pretty!" barker asked his brother, "what if he finds out?"

"He won't, if he hasn't figured it out by now..." Barker added with a sinister grin, "then he has no business calling himself the brain of crime"

"THE BRAIN OF CRIME?!" I asked myself in fearful shock, "as in the monster from my nightmare?"

Then I began to realize with fear that that wasn't a nightmare I had that night, it was a vision.

I saw what that horrible man did.

I saw his demonic helpers.

And yes, I even saw the brain of crime himself!

But in the nightmare, he saw me...he could sense me.

But my vision, it was in the dark energy of the shadow realm...was I able to sense where a crime was occurring?

But I was too terrified about the fact that he, the brain of crime had sensed me, in my vision, while my mind was scanning the city in the shadow realm...in another plane of reality HE SENSED ME!

My ability could have put that hound on me and my family.

I knew he would have tried to kill me if he found out who I was then, I could see it in his eyes!

My god...with my powers I almost handed my family's safety on a silver platter...while I was sleeping!

Maybe I shouldn't explore these powers, maybe they're too dangerous.

This isn't the comics; even with super powers...the world is a dangerous place in the real world!

Life and death is real.

And so is that fact that good doesn't always win in reality!

No...I couldn't use my powers to change anything, I SHOLDNT use them to fight crime...or anything like that!