Disclaimer: I DON'T own Static Shock. If I did, I wouldn't be writing on because it would just be plain old fiction, and I wouldn't be a FAN, I'd own it!
Warnings: End of the World, Sci-Fi feel.
Log Zero-
I begin my journey back in time to stop all this madness, to save Virgil, and to stop the end of the human race. Everything started with the bang, with Alva and his greed. At first it merely created the initial metahumans: me, Virgil, Ebon, and the others, but then Ebon unleashed his second bang and caused a wave of new bang babies to surface. Among them was the one I've nicknamed Judgment. She was gifted with the most unique ability I've ever seen, the power to control souls. She could make spirits of both the living and the dead do what she willed, giving her unbelievable power. Virgil and I finally cornered her one day in June, about a week after she had first appeared on the streets. What happened then is something I can never forget.
We fought with Judgment for what seemed like the better part of an hour. It had come to a standstill, due to my mysterious ability to withstand her powers when she attempted to control me or Virgil. Unable to take over control of my body, Judgment summoned up every dead soul on the planet in an attempt to crush us. It was utter chaos, Judgment lost control as the spirits of everyone that had ever lived wreaked havoc on the world of the living, spreading to every corner of the globe. Judgment fell unconscious and I assume stayed that way the whole time, we left right away to see what we could do to stop what she had done.
We were couldn't do a thing though. Virgil was able to destroy the spirits with his powers, but when faced with his mother's soul, he simply sat down as she slit his throat. I managed to survive, because to my power to resist them, but in that I was alone. No one else survived those three horrible days full of death and destruction. I can only assume Judgment never regained consciousness and simply died of thirst because I never found her body. We never stood a chance though, because even with the few like Virgil who could stop them, the dead vastly outnumber the living.
I spent the next ten years traveling, looking for survivors. When I didn't find any, I returned to Dakota, and started researching how to go back and stop it all from happening. After years of research, I've finally, found it, a way to go back to after the second big bang and inhabit my younger body. I've been unable to get it to go back any farther though, because my mind and body were drastically altered during the second bang. I'm leaving this note in a container I've made that will keep its contents intact even after I journey back in time. I'll only be able to use each time before I go back, so I'm going to store a record of my work each time. If my trip fails, then I leave this as a warning to those who come to Earth looking for a home: Go back, as only death awaits you here.
-Richard Foley A.K.A. Gear, Last survivor of the human race.
Please comment, review, criticize, flame, anything, its my first fic so I'd love SOME kind of response, even if its to tell me that I should never write again.
