Justice
Chapter 1: The Meaning
Justice. We all of have a sense or rather I should say false sense of it. You see our character lives in a city where justice is rare. Some say it doesn't exist anymore not in those exact words but in different ones, what does it matter. You get the same message out of both even if it tries to elude you. In this city it's every man for himself not in the literal sense though whether or not everyone realizes it it's true.
In our world or through the character's perspective, comic books were a shining light. Everyone when they're young or sometime in their lives wished they did something like Batman, Spiderman, Superman or whoever you wish to be. You would think that just once someone of the millions of readers would become a superhero. You know be the shining light in this unforgiving world of ours. But no, no one ever does and there's clear logic for that, it's insane. It's a horrible idea to someone as small as us humans think we are. In reality though you read comic books when you're young, then you grow up go to college then go work at a desk from nine to five.
I don't know if I'm the only one that thinks like this but that seems more insane then being what you wish to would be. We all have a light deep inside us that is yearning to get out some deeper than others. Some of us don't want to have vigilante justice and seek it out in another way. That's fine you don't have to beat the crap out of people or rather get the shit kicked out of you. There are always other ways of serving justice. As long as you're trying to help.
See there's a problem with my philosophy though. In order for it to work there has to be people who aren't willing to help. Who go out of their way to not help or in other less complicated words evil people. We're all evil it seems. We all have a sense of evil in us such is human nature. But there are those, many of us that all our good can do is keep the evil at bay. Which isn't bad, but it isn't good either it's just neutral. If you're lucky you'd be the one in a hundred that their will to do good exceeds their evil by ten fold it keeps them going. It makes sure they never stop. That can always be turned around though it can be evil that keeps you going that makes you get up in the morning. Superheroes, it seems like a horrible idea some are afraid to admit it though. I mean going out and risking your life for people you don't know.
When does that happen in real life it may happen once in a lifetime, but no one would make a career of it. Maybe if they had powers they would. That's what everyone thinks right. Sure it would help, but if you didn't have the will in the first place then what good would it do? Serve as a purpose. It would wake you up every morning. But if you didn't have the will in the first place, then you have already lost the battle before it has even begun.
That will for our story anyway begins in a young man's life in evil central, what was once known as New York. You may be thinking that's in the U.S. the most protected land nothing that bad can happen there. That's where everyone is wrong maybe not in the light. Once it becomes dark though that's when everything goes down. It gives people a sense of distraction from the light, the good. The dark isn't bad, but us humans turned into our adversary of evil it seems. We made the dark what it is.
Back to our story then. We start with a large city and narrow it down to a suburb take a few turns go through a window on the second floor and there sitting in his roll around chair is a young man. Sixteen in age. Long blonde hair that is flipped with half curls at the ends. He sits, his blue eyes staring into a computer screen intrigued by what is going on. He writes down the events of a certain day. A day that changes everything in his seemingly boring life. I think I've talked for long enough. Seeing to the fact that narrator's only supposed to speak when he is needed.
