When Victor left Wayne Manor it was about 2 o'clock and he spent the day in a café. No one asked too many questions but he still did get questions like 'how did you become like that?', 'can you still go to the bathroom' and 'can you still eat and how?'. Those one's annoyed him the most. When Victor was bored of all the questions he went to the zoo. That caused problems at the gates which ended in him taking off all his clothes and showing his full robotic body.

"We can't let you in." The guard said.

"Oh really! I just wanted a nice day out." Victor shouted back. "You let people in with prosthetics. What is the difference between me and them?"

"There is a big difference between you and them." He replied. "Theirs do not cover their whole body or look like that."

"The accident was really bad. 8 dead including my mother. Also these are experimental prosthetics so of course they look different."

"I'm also 90% sure that you have some sort of weapon in them. I am right, aren't I?"

"Hmm… I don't… Fine, yes I have weapons in my cybernetics but I promise that I won't use them." The guard looked smugly at Victor. "Ah, right. I see your point. I'll go then."

The guard tutted at Victor as he turned and walked away. Victor swore at cybernetics about making his life hard while walking away. This ended in Dr D shouting at him in his ear, Victor shouted back at him which was odd for people to see because they couldn't actually hear Dr D so it looked like Victor was some mad person who shouts at himself.

_Time Skip_

_At the bar_

Victor eventually decided to go to the bar, surprisingly they actually let him in even though he had weapons 'on' his person. Maybe it's because he didn't look like a threatening person - on second thought maybe not - especially if you have watched Termatorinar or RoboCop. Maybe they just felt sorry for him.

Vic ended up having a drinking contest with the other people in the bar - to see how much they could drink before falling over - drunk. Victor never told them that it was actually impossible for him to get drunk to begin with, so Vic ended up winning.

"Wow man, you can drink a lot."

"Gee, thanks. They don't call Victory Stone for nothin'." Everyone in the bar stared at him in shock and Vic let out a small, quite 'opps'.

"I thought Victory Stone was ded. You're playing a prank on us, right, Right?"

"Eh… no. I am the real Vic Stone. Your right though I was dead. But I am alive… now. I really don't want to explain it to you, or anyone."

"Dona have to. Don' worry." He said smiling at him. "So how are you alive?" Victor looked angrily at him. "Oh, that's what ya don't want to speak to us about." Victor nodded.

"What brings you to the bar, by yourself?" A young lady said. "It is not like Victory Stone to all by himself."

"I am drinking away my pain, and I wanted to do it by myself. Answer your question?" Victor said looking up at the woman.

"Pain? Vic has pain?"

"My mum is dead and my dad managed to bring me back to life. I hated him for it. If I die I would like to stay dead."

"Ouch! That is some bad sorrow. I feel bad for you."

"Thanks. I want to go now, be by myself. I have stuff to do."

"Yeah sure. Hope you feel better soon."

"I am not ill or dying. I don't think that I ever will be… again." With that Victor turned and left.

The reminder of his mum's death made him really upset, and now there was only one place he wanted to be…