Harold loved superheroes. They were one of the coolest things to him. He decided to become a REAL superhero. He immediately knew who he would be known as. Yes, Harold would be known as...Captain Alberta!

He had read enough comics to know that he would need to keep his identity a secret, and to never let anybody find out. He swore on his life that he would do everything he could to protect his family! Only to realize that his costume didn't have a mask and he would be totally recognized by people he knew. "I'll work out the kinks later, but for now Toronto knows me as Captain Alberta!" Harold exclaimed as he stood on the roof in his costume. "Time to fight crime!" Harold took a bite out of his burrito and summoned his gass to take to the skies.

It was hot. The fact that he was working with pyrotechnics didn't help either. Fifteen year old Oliver Walker was working in the old abandoned auto repair shop (witch was what he called his workshop) on something he had been trying to make for months. His caretaker worked at the town junkyard, so he was able to take whatever he wanted, even though his caretaker specifically told him not to.

"I think if I just add the last panel I should be good" he said to himself. Oliver screwed in the last panel and looked at what he had made. It was a pair of rollerblades, but with small rocket thrusters on the sides. "Time for the moment of truth..." He put on the rollerblades and put up on pair of copper motorcycle goggles. He adjusted his black hoodie so that it woulden't fly off and then pressed a button on the sides of the rollerblades.

Nothing happened at first. Oliver let out a sigh. He was about to give up before he was blasted forwards by the rockets. "THEY WORK!" He yelled as he zoomed down the street. He regained controll and began to treat it like nothing. He was good at rollerskating, so this was a piece of cake to him. He decided to go to the city to cause some trouble as he usually did, but this time the cops couldn't catch him. He flew down the sidewalk and ended up with a womans purse. "Sick!" He yelled.

Captain Alberta was wandering around the city helping people cross the street and doing other good deeds. Suddenly he saw someone zooming towards him. "Stop!" they didn't stop. "Slow down!" they didn't slow down. "Freeze" they went even faster. Harold looked around and then wrapped a skateboard from a kid who wasn't looking. The person went by Harold, but he was on the skateboard and grabbed onto his sweatshirt.

"What do you think you're doing!" Harold yelled at the boy. "I could ask the same to you, now let go of me!" The boy responded. Harold looked in front of him and saw that they were about to crash into a crowd of people. "You have to slow down!" Harold yelled. "Why's that?" the boy questioned. "There are people right in front of you!". Harold knew he wasn't going ti slow down and he panicked.

Then he noticed the thrusters on the skates. Quickly Harold squatted down and began to disassemble the thrusters from the rollerblades. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" the boy yelled at Harold. "SAVING LIVES, GOSH!" he yelled back. He had gotten rid of the first thruster and moved onto the second one. The second one came off like butter. The boy was thrown off by the sudden speed change and hit a stone that sent him flying into a tree.

Harold was still on the skateboard and even did a kickflip to assert dominance. When he finally stopped he walked over to the boy, who was laying on his back. "What's your name?" he asked. The kid stood up and brushed himself off. "The names Walker, Oliver Walker". Then, Oliver took off, but before Harold could do something he was gone. "Gosh" Harold said before begining to walk home.

That's all for this chapter. I know it's short but they will get longer I promise. Next chapter will introduce more characters, but I'm not spoiling ;)

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