It was a delightful day in New York City! The birds were actually singing, the kids were having fun, and the streets were mostly empty; not many dared not enjoy the beautiful sun rays on a sunny summer afternoon. Not many, but a few teenagers saw fit to hide in their car from the golden rays that were so kind as to appear so glamorously on this fine day.

"I cannot believe we're spending our summer vacation going to science fairs!" One of the three kids said, as he eyed his friend beside him.

"C'mon, Max. You used to love this!" The 14 year old teenager said. That friend in particular was a guy with tanned skin, brown hair and eyes, but that was difficult to tell behind those blue lenses of his round wire-frame glasses. His medium length hair was parted in the middle and swept back slightly. He wore a yellow button up shirt that was buttoned up to the last of them.

"Yeah... And you used to love to rock all out..." The other kid, Max, replied, as he pretended to play a solo on a guitar that was not there.

"Wait, you used to play?" The third guy asked as he looked behind from his shotgun seat. He was wearing a green collared shirt, had blond, messy hair, fair skin and green eyes.

"Yeah, he used to play the drums. I played the guitar. And sang. We didn't actually start a band, though. It was just for fun. Oh, and Cy, call me Mar." The boy in a red shirt, and a blue, open button up shirt said.

That 14 year old had tanned skin as well, and he had brown hair that was also parted in the middle, a mild mullet of sorts..

"A band of 12 year old kids? I can't imagine that!" The driver, who was the blond's father, retorted

"Yeah..." 'Cy' laughed in shame of the silly things he used to do not two years ago. "Hey Max, what's wrong with your real name?" He asked.

"It's not... Well, it's a radical name, yeah. But I like Mar more. It's Unique, y'know? That feeling when you hear your name and know you're the only one in the whole world who's called that..."

"What feeling is-..." The blond started, but noticed his father was parking the car. "Wait, we're here already?"

"Yup!" The older man replied

"Oh yeah! Feast your eyes on the world's greatest wonder: science!" Cy announced as he gestured to the building labeled 'Science and advancement'

"Shoulda said that after we entered, dummy!" The blond joked.

On entering, The kids were greeted by so many weird devices and inventions. Some grand, some not so grand. Still, the worst of all those presentations was still a bunch better than anything the kids had seen in a school science fair.

Soon, the the fair started and the viewers were given the chance to see all the numerous devices and machines in action. Everything went great. Everyone was enjoying themselves, including Max, who wasn't too sure he could.

Everything was going fine until a gang of gangsters started invading the place. "No one moves!" They yelled. The criminals had light machine guns and one of them even carried grenades, so no one was about to defy them. No one except for Max, who was far enough to get the chance to hide behind a machine. He hoped he'd be quick enough not to get noticed by the masked criminals, but it seems he failed that check; before he new it, Max heard a mix of shouting and gunfire. Something along the lines of 'I thought I told you to stay put'.

Max didn't know what to do. If he stayed too long the behemoth of a machine he's taking cover behind might explode, but if he ran, he could get shot. Even if he convinced the thugs to cease fire, he might not have enough time to evade the imminent explosion!

Max didn't have much room for thinking, and before he knew it, the experimental machine blew up. It went with a bang. A fury of blue light shined, blinding everyone within sight. The light's radius itself, though, was not very grand. Nothing more than a few feet in depth. It was beautiful, actually, but Max didn't feel any of its beauty, he just felt like he was being ripped apart by the explosion. This was it. His last day in life. At least he had spent some of it with his friends. But now he won't ever see them again, will he?... Will he?

Max felt in so much pain. He finally knew what chickens felt when they were fried. Or was he fried? He couldn't tell. He could barely open his eyes, but when he did, he saw the most beautiful of natural sights. The sky was blue, the grass was green, the roses were red... The air was clean... Was that it? The life after death? He couldn't help but wonder.

"No, you're not dead. And you ain't about to be." He heard a voice coming from his right side. "I was wondering what had happened to you. I waited so long for this. And your friends too. But they're not dying anytime soon, and neither are you."

Max looked to his right to see a... Mailman, maybe... With a horse skull for a head?!

"Welcome to your new life!" The man, if he can be called such, said, and with that, Max fainted.

And so, I reboot the series! Sorry for not being around, I'm really busy with stuff. I promise I won't do any series until Arkham organization is done, I just wanted to try my hand at this.

Edit 2: Just fixing some stuff.