20 July 2012
Ouch, thought Timmy, as his eyes blinked slowly, blearily trying to focus his eyes to the harsh light. A pain rippled across his head, as four figures looked down at him in the bed, smiling, but still with a concerned look in their eyes. "Timmy", screeched his mother, "your okay!" Confused, Timmy looked around at the white sterile room, the smell of disinfectant burning his nose, as his mother started to explain that he had been struck by lightning.
A few hours passed, and Timmy was fed up. Everyone had gone home, and the only obviously awake company was an old woman towards the end of his hospital ward, who kept asking somebody to turn the channel on the television. "Sod this, I'm out of here.." Thought Timmy, as he jumped out of bed, pulled his brand new trainers on, and walked through the near deserted hospital, stopping only to turn the channel and give everybody who was trying to sleep some peace!
Feet pounding against the hard concreted floors of the hospitals surrounding streets, Timmy pulled up his hood, and kept his head down, trying not to look anybody in the eye as he walked. All of a sudden, Timmy felt like he'd been punched hard in the ribcage, falling to the floor in pain, as a masked man started to raid his pockets, and run off into the night.
Timmy reached down, and held his ribs, feeling something wet gather on his t shirt. Something sticky. He look down at his hand, and nearly fainted as he saw a dark scarlet. Blood. Lying there In the dark alleyway, there was no chance of rescue, and he felt his life slowly slipping away. He blinked his eyes shut, and felt a tingling working it's way from his feet upwards. Feeling it pulse through his body, Timmy felt strong again, and managed to stumble to his feet. Looking down at the floor, he saw his shoes, now torn apart, threw them off himself, and ran barefoot into the night, whilst in the air above him, a vicious storm brewed....
Hero Origins • Opuss № I