Chapter 1:
John Norman had just woken up, and was headed to eat some breakfast. He always liked the Para O's cereal. It was named after the city he lived in, Paragon City. Paragon City was a city filled with villains who no one could stand up against, but there was a scarce few that kept them under control. Paragon city was in turmoil at the time. John always wanted to protect the city and fight villains, to fight as a patriot, for his city. He had a horrible job in Kings Row in a factory filled with poor citizens who could only afford food for their families and nothing else. Here starts the story of John Norman or as he will soon be known as Sigma Burn.
"Hey Jimmy!" shouted John as he checked his card into the time box.
Jimmy was one of John's few friends.
"How's it going dude? Are you feeling alright today?" Jimmy recalled as John walked toward him.
"Yeah I am ok. I just wish this city was a peaceful place. You know, today on my way to work I saw a man being mugged. I couldn't do anything, and I felt so useless, like I have no purpose in this world." John said sullenly.
"Aw don't fret dude. You'll find some way to help out this doomed city. Maybe even one day you could save it. You know as one of those heroic dudes."
"I hope so."
John went to his office and sat at his computer. John wasn't the CEO of the company, but he was high up there. At least he didn't have to work in the assembly line making the cars. That was good enough for him. He hated handy work. He preferred a quiet, small, cozy office.
After work John liked to go to Perez Park and stroll around enjoying the natural environment. A couple of birds shot out of the trees and flew away into the sky and after them were screams from in the woods. He remembered earlier that day when the man was being mugged, and it was then that he pulled up the confidence to go into the woods and see what was happening. A man was being beaten up by a couple of hellions.
"Hey! You guys! What do you think your doing?" John shouted almost doubtful of what he had just attempted to do. After all the hellions were a magical group that had to do with fire.
The two hellions threw the other man down and approached John.
"Who do you think you are punk? Telling us what to do! Were the hellions! You never tell us what to do!" One of the thugs moved closer to John and this was the one talking.
"You know what happens to people like that don't you? They end up dead in a dumpster, left for the Vahzilok to come and take their remains."
"Yeah wel….well…." John tried to control his fear of these two men who were beginning to pull their knives out.
"Well. I have…powers! Super powers and if you come any closer ill use them on you!" John picked the right two guys because they weren't high up in the gang and couldn't use fire. They hesitated.
"Yeah right man. You look like a hapless citizen! Don't lie to us!"
John held out his hand with his fingers pointed toward the sky and his palm vertical. Almost like if he were to shoot fire out of his hand at any moment. The hellions didn't believe one bit of it and ran toward him with their knives pointed towards his stomach.
"All right you asked for it!" John shouted although nothing was coming. He just had to hope for a miracle that he wasn't killed there and now.
Suddenly a burst of fire shot out, though it wasn't from John it was from a hero patrolling Perez. It struck the hellions with such force that they were flung back into the trees. They were unconscious.
"Wow! That was amazing!" John cheered the hero on. By now the man the hellions were beating on when John found them was a mile away.
"What are you doing here? Don't you know this is a danger zone for citizens?" The hero said sternly.
"Since when has Perez become a danger zone? I came here a week ago and everything was fine. What happened?"
"Well two days ago sludge started filling the lake. It became human like and multiplied. Now there are hundreds roaming around here, and just recently hellions moved in and so have the skulls. There are gang wars all over the place. You're lucky you haven't been caught up in one! Now please come with me so I may escort you out of this place."
John was picked up by the hero and was flown to his apartment building in Kings Row. Today was hectic and he just wanted some rest to take it all in. So he got ready for bed watched some television, which he often liked to do before bed, and fell asleep dreading the next day as a simple blip on the radar screen.