Planet Dakkam

Age: 761

The War on Dakkam

Flash Thompson's eyes began to slowly open. The Midtown High football captain rubbed his eyes as he tried looking at the surroundings, he saw he wasn't in his room anymore. He saw a bright sky with a red sun shining down on him, and Flash saw explosions in the skies with lasers shooting from other spaceships. Flash had the correct reaction to the site before him.

"What the hell?!" Flash shouted at the sight of war in front of him. Flash turned his head to find help in this dream world. To Eugene this dream he was having was more of a sci-fi geek's fantasy, Flash had dreamed himself on a famous football team as not only the captain, but also a millionaire that no longer lived in an old, broken down, gas station.

Flash turned around and saw a man with a slack-jawed expression, filled with surprise, mixed with shock, disbelief, and anger. Flash stared at him the man had a small scar above his lip, Shaggy black hair that needed to be cut, Peach skin that matched Flash's skin color, and he was wearing what seemed to be armor with the letter 'T' on it.

If anything the guy reminded Flash of the (now) deceased alien he met the other day; excluding the fact that this guy had brown hair, the man immediately began to run off from the sight of war and carnage as Flash followed the man hoping he would awake soon.

The House of Ton

The sign reads as Flash stopped in his tracks as the door to the house shut closed. Flash stood outside until he decided to run into the door; Flash phased right through the door into the house and fell right through the floor.

Flash grumbled as he picked himself up and saw the man and a woman who was currently holding an infant in her arms. From Eugene's perspective it seemed as if the two were arguing over something in a different language.

"Lyra." The man said hugging his wife who was currently in tears as she held the sleeping baby in her arms.

"No! Not yet, it's too soon," she cried. "It's too soon," she closed her eyes and kissed her sons head.

"My love, the hour is nearly here. If he doesn't get sent soon than he will certainly die with us."

"How can you send our son away, as if it were nothing? She spoke trying to commit everything to memory; sight, sound, and every other senses she had to her son.

"I should be the one that sees his steps in growth; not some stranger on a strange planet. What if they don't like him, if they don't treat him well?" Lyra argued as her husband.

"He will be an outcast. They'll kill him." Lyra said as her husband began to walk over to a space pod. Shor-Ton gave his wife a look in disbelief as he placed his son on the bed of the pod. Shor-Ton turned to his wife placing his hands on her shoulder, looking her in the eyes.

"How? He'll be a god to them." Shor-Ton let her go, and proceeded to walk over to his infant son Jax-Ton.

"Goodbye my son. Our hopes and dreams travel with you." Shor-Ton stated kissing his son's forehead. The bed for the pod began to ascend into the metal sphere. Flash just stood there looking at the ship take off into the air.

"Our legacy will live." Shor-Ton whispered in her ear. Lyra pulled back and shook her head and, sobs racking her body. Shor-Ton couldn't help but shed silent tears for not only his son, but for the end of planet Dakkam's fate.

New York City

Tuesday

7:24

The last thing Flash remembers was a huge explosion until the sound of his clock ringing woke him up.

"WAH!" Eugene thrashed around in his blankets for a moment in utter confusion. Stopping at last, he sat up quickly, wrapped up like a mummy. That was the strangest andyet most depressing dream Eugene had ever had in his entire life.

"…Geez….."He breathed, tossing his sheets, damp with sweat, aside and dragging himself out of bed. Approaching his dresser mirror, Flash examined his sleep-muddled features, chuckling tiredly at the sight of his hair he was staring at.

"Well, aren'tyou a handsome mess and a half." Flash noted as he grabbed a comb and began to fix his hair and putting on his clothes, and letterman jacket. The football captain grabbed his book bag and opened his bedroom door as he stood near the front door he heard his parent arguing….again.

"Dammit Harrison! When will you stop drinking?"

"I'll be dammed if some low-waged paid, nagging, bitch of a wife will tell me what to do! You aren't my mother!"

"I only stay with you for our son's sake!"

"You mean that mistake? It wasn't my fault the condom broke!"

Flash felt sick to his stomach. Not only was he feeling anger, but he was also feeling a mixture of guilt, and sadness with a hint of rejection. The blonde slammed the door and ran to the bus stop; If Flash couldn't have a good day then neither could Puny Parker or any other geek that would cross his way in Midtown High's hallways.

End of Chapter 1

Alright I do apologize for the last chapter. This is my first story and I'm not that great with usage of commas and other punctuations. If anyone is interested in being a beta reader for me it's very appreciated if you want to do the job.

I also apologize for the explanation of Dakkam's end seems rushed but more revealing secrets about the planet will come up. The next chapter will involve Flash and 'Red Son' meeting for the firs-err second time and try turning the jock into a better person.

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