Here is my story redo. This is honestly a better backstory, and better character altogether. I don't own anything but Dylan, his powers, and the plot.
"AHHHH"
I here Sensei chuckle.
"Enjoy the wake-up call, Dylan?"
Sensei had just poured a whole bucket full of cold spring water over my head. While I was in bed. Yay.
"Sensei, it's Saturday! Why should I have to get up and train?"
"If you wish to be better than me, you must continue to learn. Now, get up!"
Sensei walks out of the door. I live in a simple thatch roofed house with a man who I know as Sensei. My room is a burnt orange color, with nothing but a dresser, closet, bed, and nightstand. It may not be much, but it works.
I drag myself out of bed, and walk to the closet. I pull out a pair of cargo shorts and a dark red shirt. I walk out of my room to take a shower. After I get out and get dressed, I head outside. There, Sensei is waiting. I form my sword in my hand. Oh yeah, forgot to mention. I have this power where I can create this dark, almost blood red matter whenever I want, and use it. I can make it explode or set things on fire, or turn it acidic.
There are a few problems, like I if I make too much or too many things, I get exhausted and I can hardly move, and I can't lift more than about 3 times my body weight. I'm honestly in pretty good shape, weighing in at 190 pounds, all muscle and 6 feet tall, so it isn't too bad. But I can't move mountains.
Sensei gives me this look, like a 'Try and beat me. I dare you' I rush at him and he just kicks me. Hard. I fall back and hit the ground.
"You may be good, Dylan, but I am better," he says.
"Well, I hope so, because you are going to need those skills," a voice calls from the shadow behind the hut.
A man in some sort of armor walks out. He has on a mask that is orange on one side, and black on the other. He has on this black body suit, with silver pieces on most his limbs.
"Who are you? Why are you here?"
He doesn't reply to me, but simply rushes at Sensei. A short fight ensues, and it ends with...Sensei on the ground. Dead.
"My name is Slade, and your Sensei just lied. He didn't even put up a fight. Pity, it would've been fun."
And that's when I ran. I moved as fast as my legs would carry me, and before I knew it, I was far into the forest surrounding the hut. I decided that I would never go back. Just keep moving forward, and get away from that beastly Slade.
Two Months Later…
After being on the run so long, I come upon a city. I would go in and stock up on supplies, but I'm dead broke.
"Maybe there's somewhere I can work? Might as well go in and find out." I think to myself.
I get to the middle of city, and start to look for a grocery store or something. While I was looking around, I hear these loud thuds. I head towards the noise, and see a bunch of teens fighting this concrete giant. I decide to step in. This guy dressed like a traffic light was throwing bombs at him. A pale girl with a midnight blue cloak was levitating a...trash can?...and threw it at the monster. A half robot half man was shooting lasers at it, and this green skinned kid shape shifted into a lion and attacked it. Not something you see everyday. But then I saw her. A drop-dead gorgeous red head was shooting green energy at the monster. She REALLY caught my attention. After I picked my jaw back up, I joined the fight.
I made a platform under me and ran at the Concrete Giant. I make a few throwing knives and launch them at the beast. They stick, and I blow them up. His arm falls off, and he makes this weird noise, like a whimpering cat. Traffic Light turns around and looks at me. He shrugs and returns to the fight. He pulls out this metal pole, which extends and I see it's a Bo-staff. He runs up big ugly's arm, and starts pounding his forehead. Somehow, he knocks the thing out. The police finally arrive, and they wrap up the concrete thing and cart him off. I walk towards the fighters to see if there's anything else I can do to help.
