Chapter
Zero:
Introductions
and Greetings!
and Greetings!
Call me Doctor Velocity. Forget what you’ve heard about me. Most of it’s lies, propaganda by the other side. The other guy has his people telling his version
of the story, and everybody laps it right up. He’s a superhero after all. I get it.
He’s the freaking Golden Speedster. A founding member of the Hero’s Guild. He’s on
the news every night saving somebody. There’s a museum in downtown Philadelphia
in his honor. I know. I just figured it’s about time you got to hear
my side of the story.
I’m the guy that’s faster than “The World’s Fastest
Man.” People gloss over that, and,
frankly, it pisses me off. I feel like I
should be as honest as possible here.
So, that’s one of my peeves. “World’s
Fastest Man,” please. I know at least
three speedsters faster than him. And he
knows them too! Okay, sorry if that seems petty, it just bothers me, that’s
all. Every time he’s ever caught me, I
let him. Every, freaking, time.
Really, I’m falling.
That’s the essence of the whole story.
It may seem like I possess incredible speed to you, but really, I’m just
falling.
Sometimes, I tell myself I had a chance to do things
differently, but I know better. It boils
down to one thing. A kind of gravity. The gravity of becoming. Once we’re born, we just fall into the holes
of our lives. No decision matters or
changes our destinies. I know that
better than anyone.
I fall in a different way than most people. I’ve fallen into a different kind of well,
that some people call the Velocity Field.
And since I’ve fallen into this well, and this is true for the several
other people who are similarly afflicted (or blessed) with this gift (or curse)
called speed.
You probably know me by the name the media gave me,
the Dark Runner, and that’s cool. I’ve
come to terms with it. Though, I wish Speed Demon or Doctor Velocity had stuck
but, what are you going do? Doctor
Velocity though. That’s my preference. But, what’s in a name? I used to have a different name, but I
changed it to make a man kill himself, so I could take his girlfriend. That’s a
story for later. Also, I changed my name
to keep my secrets. A super-villain has
got to be allowed to keep some secrets. It’s only fair. And that one
secret is a big one. Enough to drive a
couple of people mad, in fact. I would know, I’m
one of those people. But, okay. Forget about that for now. We’ll get there, I promise.
A lot of people think I’m from the distant future. 2158 or some shit. I may have told some people that myself. But, really think about it. The distant future? That’s ridiculous. Like humanity is going to survive until 2158.
Sorry, spoilers.
Forget that. I’m sure we’ll work
out all the problems our species has, and people will live in a utopia
then. Sure. I wouldn’t worry about it if I were you,
honestly. That kind of shit can drive you
crazy. Anyway, I’m not exactly from the
future in the sense you’re thinking. But
we’ll get to that too.
Let’s start at the beginning. Kinda.
(c) Copyright 2019 Diana Hignutt
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