The Uncanny Kid Razor

To The Uncanny R-Man: Hey there R-Man! I'm glad you liked the story so far! I read Chapter 4 of "The Uncanny New Avengers" and I enjoyed it. I'm glad you mentioned Razor. Yeah, the Shocker is very lame. Who is this "Friend" of Sonic Blue's? Find out next! Enjoy the new chapter!

To Haretrigger: Yep, just another day in ClevelandOhio. Yeah, the Shocker can't get himself a break. First Spider-Man, then Kid Razor. I think his costume is rather unique. I think it looks like that Because of his vibro-shock blasters. Insulation is the name of the game, I believe. I originally intended for the guitar to emit the flash of light for the 'Glam Flash', but I decided it'd be easier and cooler for Razor's face paint to do it, and it would give the paint another purpose besides looking cool and helping Razor hide his identity. Who is Spencer's "Friend"? Find out! Enjoy the new chapter!

Disclaimer: "This is your arm magnified 1000 times." -Ryan Stiles, Who's Line is it Anyway?

Chapter 2: Just Waitin' on a Friend

Cincinnati, Ohio

Standing in front of a prison was a teenaged boy, clad in some unusual wares. He was clad in armor that looked like Iron Man's old "Silver Centurion" armor, only all the red was replaced with bright shiny blue. Sleek, futuristic blue sonic blasters were mounted around the lower arms of the armor. The silver upper arms and upper legs had a black lightning bolt zigzag stripe going down them, and over the collarbones, the armor's chest plate had two silver lightning bolts that almost formed a V. Instead of a helmet, the boy wore a visor similar to Cyclops's visor. The front of the visor was translucent and blue, covering his blue eyes. The earlocks of the visor were white, and had blue metallic bird-like wings jutting out the sides. His brown hair went down to his shoulders, but it was put up in a ponytail, and his long bangs were allowed to run free. In is civilian identity, he was Spencer Burton, a kid born with the remarkable IQ of 325, but in the armor, he was Sonic Blue, Cincinnati's own Iron Speedster. His armor gave him superhuman speed, limited super strength, a lot of durability, and the ability to fire blasts of blue sonic power at enemies. He paced up and down in front of the prison's front door.

"C'mon, where is he?" Spencer sighed. "You think that that egomaniac can stop mugging in front of the cameras for five minutes to…" His armor's sensors warned him of an approaching object. He turned around and looked up. Kid Razor was coming in for a landing.

"Sorry the Kid of Rock was late. He had to deal with a moron in a yellow quilt." Razor grinned as he landed in front of Spencer. "Not to mention teach all those super-jerks in New York how it's done. As well as smack that crybaby wuss Cyclops in the mouth. And get more pictures of the Invisible Woman in the shower."

"You know, they got a new team of Avengers going in California." Spencer chuckled. Razor scowled.

"Typical, if it ain't New York, it's friggin' LA!" Razor grumbled. "They care about New York and California, but do those costumed jerks care about Ohio and Middle America? Noooooooooooooo Luckily, they got us." Spencer chuckled. He knew that when Razor started ranting, the best thing to do was simply to ignore him until he finished.

"Yeah, yeah." Spencer chuckled. He sighed when he remembered where he was, and he looked at the red-wrapped present in his hand. "Well, you know why I'm here."

"Yeah." Razor looked at the prison. "You now, he doesn't exactly like you much."

"It's Christmas, Razor. I figured that it'd be nice, considering it's the season." Spencer replied, walking inside.

"Whatever, man. It's your neck he wants to break, not mine." Razor sighed as he followed. The two rookie heroes, known as 'The Ohio Connection', went through the check-in, then they went and found their target. In a futuristic-looking cell with a red forcefield. Inside the cell was a teenage boy. He was clad in an orange jumpsuit…and red running shoes. His long brown hair went over his handsome features, and his brown eyes gleamed with hatred and rage. He also happened to be in a wheelchair. "I'll leave you two alone, man." Razor walked off to the side, and crossed his arms. Spencer removed his visor, revealing his blue eyes.

"Hello, Keith. I came to visit." Spencer said. The wheelchair-bound teenager looked up and snarled.

"Come to gloat, Spencer?" Keith Michaels snarled. "Come to rub the fact you took my life away from me in my face?! Come to tease me about not being able to walk?! Well COME ON!!!!" Spencer shook his head.

"No Keith, I just wanted to wish you a Merry Christmas, man." Spencer sighed. "Look, I know you never liked me, but I thought I'd come visit. Spirit of the season, and all." Spencer smiled. Razor looked over at Keith.

The Kid of Rock has heard that this guy is messed up in the head. Razor thought. He remembered what Spencer had told him about Keith. Keith Michaels and Spencer Burton went to school together, and they were both on the school track team. Keith was the fastest runner there, and he was known as "Redfoot" because of the red running shoes he always wore when he ran. Keith was very arrogant and his status only served to swell his big ego. Spencer was his alternate on the team. Spencer could match Keith's stats on the track, and that angered and horrified Keith, and it made him very paranoid about where he stood on the team. Keith's arrogance became his downfall. During a battle with a super-villain, Keith ignored the police and got too close to the battle so he could get a closer look. As a result, Spencer accidentally nailed him with a sonic blast, causing Keith to hit a car spine-first, and it made him a paraplegic. I don't know much about this loon, and Spencer has no idea how Keith managed to get his armor. Razor was referring to Keith's Redfoot armor. It looked just like Spencer's, only bright red replaced the blue, the black and silver were reversed, and the visor had red bat-like wings on the sides. The armor gave Keith all of Spencer's powers, and it allowed him to walk and to run. "Careful, Spence. The Kid of Rock thinks that this guy may try something. You should know, man. After all, you know about him, and his tendency to be…rather brutal."

"Yeah, Spencer…" Keith snickered evilly. "You should know." Spencer glared. Keith had let himself fall into madness since his paralysis, choosing to blame Spencer for his current condition.

"Look Keith, I'm trying to put the past behind us, man. I know that you never liked me much, but I tried to be friends with you. I never was out to get you or anything." Keith burst out laughing, interrupting Spencer.

"Yeah right!" Keith laughed. "I know what it's like to be on top, Spencer. I know that once you're the best, people will sell their souls to take your spot." The paraplegic glared hard at Spencer. "I could tell from day one that you were out to take my spot. Track was my way out. It was my dream to be a legendary runner, like Jesse Owens."

"Why don't you try basketball? There are wheelchair basketball teams." Razor asked semi-jokingly. Keith glared at the super-powered rocker.

"I swear to God, Kid Razor, I will break out of here, get my armor back, and rip you in two." Keith snarled, a murderous gleam erupting in his eyes. Razor smirked.

"What're you gonna do, Redfoot? Smash me upside the head with a spare wheelchair tire?" Razor fired his trademark cocky smirk.

"Razor, knock it off." Spencer said. He turned back to Keith. "Look man, I got you something." Spencer opened a door in the wall next to the forcefield. Spencer put the gift in, and closed it. Keith wheeled over to the wall and opened up a door. He pulled out the present and opened it.

"A yearbook?" Keith blinked. He looked up at Spencer.

"Look at the Track section." Spencer grinned. Keith opened the book and looked in the Track & Field section. His eyes widened and his jaw dropped slightly. There was a picture of the track team. And in that picture were Keith and Spencer in the front. The caption had the name of the team and under it were the words: "Keith Michaels and Spencer Burton: Ohio's Fastest". Keith looked up at Spencer. "A new yearbook?"

"Yeah." Spencer nodded. "I had that one put in. The team was in its glory days with us in it."

"I heard the team was just fine with you." Keith scowled. "You're the top man now, Spencer. You destroyed me to get it. Enjoy it."

"I just enjoy running, Keith." Spencer replied.

"I hoped to go to the Olympics one day." Keith grumbled. "Now look at me. I'm a cripple! Thanks to you, I can't live my dream. How can I run without feeling my legs?"

"Ever heard of the Special Olympics?" Razor rolled his eyes. Keith snarled.

"That's for retards!" Keith roared.

"Razor, knock it off!" Spencer said sharply. Razor shrugged and re-crossed his arms. "Keith, it is possible to live a full and healthy life as a paraplegic."

"I died the minute you crippled me, Spencer." Keith growled. "I was a hero, Spencer. I made the team look good. No else could touch me. Until you joined. I could tell, Spencer. I could tell you were after my spot. Everybody wanted to take me down. You know how it is. They put you on a pedestal, and then they knock you down. I was not going to let anyone knock me off. Especially you, Spencer."

"Oh get over yourself, Michaels." Razor groaned. Keith chose to ignore the remark by the Kid of Rock 'n' Roll.

"Keith, I hope you like the present." Spencer smiled. A clock in his armor beeped an alarm. "Sorry Keith. I gotta go." He put on his visor and zipped off. "See you around! Merry Christmas, Keith." Razor stared at Keith.

"This changes nothing." Keith growled. "Redfoot shall return. I will destroy Spencer for crippling me." Razor huffed.

"Whatever you say, Red." Razor smirked. "Besides, Spencer always kicks your butt. And I did one time." Razor walked off. "I'm going back to Cleveland. I got talk shows to be on and the Kid of Rock just thought up this awesome Avengers joke he just has to tell on national TV." Keith watched the two heroes walk away. He looked down at the picture in the yearbook. He stared at it for several minutes. He screamed and threw the book at the wall in rage.

"SPENCER BURTON!!!! I WILL MAKE YOU PAY!!!! YOU HEAR ME, BURTON!!! I WILL BREAK YOUR NECK, BURTON!!!! YOU RUINED MY LIFE!!!! RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH!!!!!!!!!!"

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