May 29, 2003
Hello. My name is Joshua Jackam. I thought I might write this as I'm
sitting here on Jupiter. I know, it all sounds a little strange. The
environmental manipulation abilities I inherited from my father help a bit.
You see, my dad was a super villain called the Weather Wizard. His constant
exposure to the wand he carried around altered his blood chemistry a bit,
helping in my own genetic development. My mom, on the other hand, was a
cop... I really miss her. The Rogues that raised me tried to teach me to
hate cops. Oh, Iris Allen and Fred Chyre, the people that adopted me,
taught me some good things about life, that was until Captain Cold, or
Uncle Leonard as he wished me to call him, decided to kidnap me. They
employed the help of the Flash and searched for me relentlessly, but Mr.
McCulloch, the Mirror Master, kept them guessing with his mirror illusions,
throwing off the location of their headquarters. Anyway, Mr. Snart always
thought my dad was kind of an arrogant fool, and if I were to develop any
sort of potential that he'd be the man, not Mark, to see me through my
lessons in "villainy". He told me that he never liked kids, but he saw
raising me as part of a bitter dislike for my Dad. As soon as I was brought
into the fold Dad left immediately. Uncle Leonard grew to like me, and the
rest of the Rogues could stand me as long as he was leader.
When I was 18 I took up as a hobby, aside from the petty thievery Uncle Leonard taught me, astronomy. While he and his compatriots were off battling the Flash I spent time in my room staring up into the stars. One night I noticed a small blur of light in the far off distance, like a nebula or a dying star. I wanted to see it in a more clear way. There was a stir within me, and I concentrated on the light. Suddenly I saw it move closer, and I felt a slight rumbling beneath my feet, like the planet was about to tear apart. I panicked and thought the blur away. The rumbling stopped. There were car alarms sounding off, babies crying. Superheroes were going about helping to calm the populace, and I figured by now that Uncle Leonard was either on his way home or in jail because the Flash was among the bunch helping the citizens of Keystone. It didn't matter though. I was too excited. I wanted to find out more about what I had seen in the night sky.
A few years of college helped me to understand that the blur I saw that evening was a cosmic storm. Uncle Leonard encouraged me to research my abilities, as long as it had to do with the downfall of his former partner, my father, Mark Mardon. I studied my father's powers to see what I could possibly be able to do, and took into account my being able to move cosmic storms. Then I remembered how the next generation of superheroes, including the Flash's twins, had powers that were more concentrated than their parents or their predecessors. Were my powers to manipulate weather strong enough to be able to reach out to the rest of the universe? I had to find out. Uncle Leonard bid me a hearty goodbye as I had the wind currents whip me up into the air, soaring into the stratosphere. I could feel the air being drawn from my lungs, so I devised a mile-wide pocket of oxygen to surround me at all times. And I entered into space. There was a chunk of rock floating nearby, readying to fall into the atmosphere. I figured if I could manipulate cosmic storms, why not meteor showers?
I sped about the galaxy looking for a storm to use. I stopped a few light years off from Pluto and saw a nice, big, VIOLENT one. I took it and directed it to a far off planet. Then I sicked it on the defenseless rock. It was uninhabited. It was amazing, though, watching the storm ravaging the planet until it was just another stream of rocks... This excited me to no end! I had power enough to kill even Superman... But I didn't want to. All my life I was exposed to disdain to the Flash and no one else. I wondered how the Flash could stop such power as I have? No, no egotism. My plans were small, but important. Kill the Flash to please my father, and then kill him to avenge my real uncle Clyde and my mom, Julie. But how was I going to do this when the Flash was at optimal power with the JLA and his children at his side? This thought left me, though, as I spotted a slight anomoly within the storm. From what I learned, it shouldn't be there. It was black with slight points of light like stars... I decided to go in.
That brings me back here, to the stormy face of Jupiter. Apparently the storm was so violent that it ripped into the very fabric of time, and so powerful to the point where it could carry the tear around! I fell through, reorginized my oxygen pocket and grabbed a meteor heading for the Milky Way. The rock smacked into this beast of a planet, but I was unscathed, riding on the storms that tormented its surface yearly. I made a quiet place for myself, sat, and contemplated how I would go about executing my plans. I've been nervous since then. It's probably from the obvious lack of food. I hadn't had dinner yet. That's when I saw him... Superman. He was flying to the moon from some other far off world to join his allies at the Watchtower. I could've easily pelted him with asteroids of varying sizes. Humor is not lost on the son of the Weather Wizard, trust me. I decided not to though. I had too much respect for him and the other Leaguers. It's too bad one of their own is going to have to face the Storm of the Millenium. In this period of time Wally West was still the Flash. His children weren't born yet and Professor Zoom hadn't yet entered the picture. He could easily be taken in this time before his power increases. I can do it. Why not?
When I was 18 I took up as a hobby, aside from the petty thievery Uncle Leonard taught me, astronomy. While he and his compatriots were off battling the Flash I spent time in my room staring up into the stars. One night I noticed a small blur of light in the far off distance, like a nebula or a dying star. I wanted to see it in a more clear way. There was a stir within me, and I concentrated on the light. Suddenly I saw it move closer, and I felt a slight rumbling beneath my feet, like the planet was about to tear apart. I panicked and thought the blur away. The rumbling stopped. There were car alarms sounding off, babies crying. Superheroes were going about helping to calm the populace, and I figured by now that Uncle Leonard was either on his way home or in jail because the Flash was among the bunch helping the citizens of Keystone. It didn't matter though. I was too excited. I wanted to find out more about what I had seen in the night sky.
A few years of college helped me to understand that the blur I saw that evening was a cosmic storm. Uncle Leonard encouraged me to research my abilities, as long as it had to do with the downfall of his former partner, my father, Mark Mardon. I studied my father's powers to see what I could possibly be able to do, and took into account my being able to move cosmic storms. Then I remembered how the next generation of superheroes, including the Flash's twins, had powers that were more concentrated than their parents or their predecessors. Were my powers to manipulate weather strong enough to be able to reach out to the rest of the universe? I had to find out. Uncle Leonard bid me a hearty goodbye as I had the wind currents whip me up into the air, soaring into the stratosphere. I could feel the air being drawn from my lungs, so I devised a mile-wide pocket of oxygen to surround me at all times. And I entered into space. There was a chunk of rock floating nearby, readying to fall into the atmosphere. I figured if I could manipulate cosmic storms, why not meteor showers?
I sped about the galaxy looking for a storm to use. I stopped a few light years off from Pluto and saw a nice, big, VIOLENT one. I took it and directed it to a far off planet. Then I sicked it on the defenseless rock. It was uninhabited. It was amazing, though, watching the storm ravaging the planet until it was just another stream of rocks... This excited me to no end! I had power enough to kill even Superman... But I didn't want to. All my life I was exposed to disdain to the Flash and no one else. I wondered how the Flash could stop such power as I have? No, no egotism. My plans were small, but important. Kill the Flash to please my father, and then kill him to avenge my real uncle Clyde and my mom, Julie. But how was I going to do this when the Flash was at optimal power with the JLA and his children at his side? This thought left me, though, as I spotted a slight anomoly within the storm. From what I learned, it shouldn't be there. It was black with slight points of light like stars... I decided to go in.
That brings me back here, to the stormy face of Jupiter. Apparently the storm was so violent that it ripped into the very fabric of time, and so powerful to the point where it could carry the tear around! I fell through, reorginized my oxygen pocket and grabbed a meteor heading for the Milky Way. The rock smacked into this beast of a planet, but I was unscathed, riding on the storms that tormented its surface yearly. I made a quiet place for myself, sat, and contemplated how I would go about executing my plans. I've been nervous since then. It's probably from the obvious lack of food. I hadn't had dinner yet. That's when I saw him... Superman. He was flying to the moon from some other far off world to join his allies at the Watchtower. I could've easily pelted him with asteroids of varying sizes. Humor is not lost on the son of the Weather Wizard, trust me. I decided not to though. I had too much respect for him and the other Leaguers. It's too bad one of their own is going to have to face the Storm of the Millenium. In this period of time Wally West was still the Flash. His children weren't born yet and Professor Zoom hadn't yet entered the picture. He could easily be taken in this time before his power increases. I can do it. Why not?