Life
Central Jump
2100 Hours
Imagine a jump from a ten story building. Imagine you aren't flailing about, screaming into a plunge to certain doom, you're gracefully flying though the air; somersaulting, backfliping… Now imagine behind you lay the best crime fighting force this side of the world. Imagine they would want nothing less than to put your ass behind bars until the next millennium.
Enough to get your adrenalin going? Now imagine if you don't perform this with absolute perfection, you will die. Horribly. Slowly.
Don't think it's possible?
Now imagine your Red X.
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Birdarang! Dodge. A rain of Xs…
"You can't run forever X!"
Starbolt! Trash can! Summersault.
"And you can't chase me forever, bird boy."
Landing. Run. Obscenity. Sonic blast.
"Ha Ha! Can't catch me!"
Birdarang! Telephone pole! Back flip.
"Oh we will, X. We will…"
The cool touch of a grenade… explosion!
"Ooohh… scared me, that did."
Run. Run. Starbolt. Explosion. Run.
"No thief has ever escaped from us, X…"
Smoke grenade. Grenade. Big explosion. Run.
"Really? Which makes me the first?"
Teleport.
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That is life distilled to the purest.
The cool feel of a million dollar diamond in the pocket. An X grenade in the hand. Teen Titans behind. Death cheated and prison avoided.
I've got to thank that boy blunder, someday…
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