Prologue
John Rickson, was a tall 6'3" that had sandy brown hair and blue-green eyes that could stair a man down. Once a great man now was living in hell whole because of somebody insane for the prefect killing machine.
It started like any other day for his family. He got and made sure his wife had everything she needed before he took the kids to school before heading off to work.
He worked for Wayne Inductions, and he loved he work, but for that day. He had some new trainees who where greener than green. Mr. Wayne informed the he trusted him to train them.
Rickson never agued with his boss knowing that he would win fight he would more than likely get fired.
Telling the greenhorns to do with chemical telling them what Mr. Wayne wanted. The man was looking for a cure for a sickness that was rare and hard to find.
Rickson was in the lab with three of the four trainees once calling in sicker than a dog.
One of the trainee name, Marcus Harls, who was secretly working for Lex Corp. looking for a subject strong enough to with stand a biological testing and he found the perfect man.
John Rickson was not only tall but physically strong and mentally strong as well now to get him. John had a bad feeling something was going to happen he just didn't when.
Later that day he told them good night and headed home when somebody came up behind him hit him on the head knocking him out cold.
Now Rickson was strapped to a metal table having test after test done to him. Whatever they were putting into his body was making him sick and sore. His muscle were getting larger and his eye, that his wife loved some much, was now golden yellow, Rickson now had sandy brown hair all over is body, and his ears where moving to that top of his head and turning into cat like ear. He had better eye sight and better hearing. Nails like claws that could tear almost anything.
Now Rickson in hell inside a glass tube with an oxygen mask he was unable to move unable to cry out for help all he could do was think about what happened.
Would his wife and kids wonder what happened to him would anybody.
Soon something happen they gave him sleeping gas to knock him out and left to sleep until he was needed to kill the Justice League. Hearing a recording telling him to kill the Justice League over and over again.
They world went on without him, and his wife did report him missing and was worried sick. Starcross came and went and only time would tell in the man named John Rickson would ever be seen or heard from again.