Titan Part I: The Fallen Hero

Who Am I?

I fly back to the base. Michael is sitting in the office, watching the news, when he sees me fly in.

"So how did it go?"

I just look at him with sadness and frustration.

"I don't want to talk about it."

"What happened?"

"I failed! I managed to save most of the hostages but I was not fast enough to save the 6th hostage!"

"Oh. I am sorry James."

I stare at the TV which is announcing my existence.

"Some first start as a superhero!"

I take my mask off and stare at it.

"Maybe I wasn't meant to be a superhero, Michael. Maybe I should use my powers for other things."

"Like what? Joining the circus? There is no better purpose for using superpowers than saving lives."

"But who am I really? I don't even know what my alien race is."

"Look James, you cannot give up! So you had a rough first start. Don't let that stop you from fulfilling you responsibility!

"My responsibility? What do I owe to these people? As far as I know, most of the humans that I have encountered have treated me like crap!"

Michael suddenly becomes silent.

"Thanks for that, James!" He yells, heading out the door.

"Wait Michael! I am sorry! I did not mean to-"

But he is gone by the time I finish talking.

I head out the door and try to catch up with him. I manage to reach him before he gets into his car.

"Look Michael, I am sorry. I am just upset. You have been one of the only people to be nice to me. I couldn't ask for a better friend. I just don't think I am cut out for this hero stuff."

Michael just stands there. Finally he looks at me.

"It's alright, James. Look I know some people who can offer you advice."

"Who?"

He hands me a card.

"Them."

I look at him, puzzled.

"Are you serious?"