Omega Kid

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Chapter 31: A Better Me

BAM!

''AH CRAP! WHY ME?'' Ultra Kid yelled as he held his bloody nose through his mask. The thug that threw the punch ran towards him ready to carry on with what he started, but even when down Ultra was no pushover. He turned and stepped aside, but not before kicking out hitting the thug right in the stomach causing him to go to the ground like a bag of bricks. Another one soon started on Ultra Kid, but I've got my own problems at the moment.

The thug swung his baton at me; I dodged, he swung again and this time I moved forward punching him across the temple of his head knocking him out cold, but not before his baton hit my arm on the way down. This was already our third scuffle tonight, and it had only just passed one in the morning. But believe me when I say this has probably been our least busy night for the past week and a half. Viper and Super Kid took out the one that was occupying Ultra Kid, and when he was down we sighed with overwhelming relief. It feels like the Stone Age since we last took a breather.

''I swear…one more thug hits me, I'll go Kratos on their ass!'' Alex moaned as he slowly took off his mask to tend his damaged cheek. Stella placed her bag on the ground and pulled out a little ice pack. She carefully placed it on his face. She got another one out and tended to her own hand, an extra just in case she said, and yet at the moment we all needed a nice cold shower the way this was keeping up.

''I'm almost regretting this superhero job'' Steph said.

Alex looked at his brother in disbelief. ''What are you talking about? This is great…ow!'' He took a moment before he could move his jaw again. ''Every night we're getting a good challenge, I mean, we're surely sending the message back that this is our city!''

''Tell that to them!'' Stella joked pointing at the unconscious thugs beside us. And I hate to admit it, but she's right, thanks to Jack the Ripper, criminals think they own the city again. Even with us working at twice the rate, we're hardly doing a difference. And it's really affecting us; I've had to turn down the school football club a few times recently cause of my 'mysterious' injuries. If we were at full health, these guys tonight would have been no problem; but we were hanging on the ropes, it's amazing that we were keeping our sense of humour.

''Hey Tom, you alright?'' Alex asked me.

''Yeah…just thinking!''

''We've got school to do that, no time for thinking now.'' You see what I mean, always looking for a laugh after just taking down thugs with batons and knives.

''No just….kinda wish we had a little help. I mean, we've been on the streets for nearly a year now, and yet we're still the only real superheroes in the city. The Ripper shows his half burnt mug for a month or two, and everyone wants to be the next big trouble maker!''

''Well, there's Hellrider!'' Steph pointed out.

''Ha!'' Alex laughed sarcastically. ''That jerk hasn't shown his gladiator rip-off face since the Ripper incident. I think he's gone AWOL, doesn't want that rematch with Thomas because he knows he'll kick his ass!''

''Amen to that!'' Stella chuckled.

Smiles seemed to be contagious tonight as a small one grew on me. ''Thanks guys! But still, it would be nice to have a little help.'' Now I am still hesitant on another team member. We're doing all right for the moment, and the whole we know each other's secret identity thing helps a lot. But just someone else to help clear out the mess. So far the closest we've ever come to that kind of help was Hellrider and No-One; although the former goes too far, and the latter was just a messed up crime lord in charge of a gang he was trying to kill. What's happened to good old-fashioned heroes?

BANG! BANG!

''GUN!'' I shouted on instinct as we all immediately dived down for cover.

''YOU THINK?'' Ultra Kid shouted back as we all hide behind a dumpster that we were thankfully sitting next to. I ducked down and looked under the dumpster; I could only pick out the bottom half, it looked like there was only one guy, but we haven't dealt with firearms in quite some time.

''I got him.'' Viper called out. I was about to protest, but before I could, she ducks underneath the dumpster. She doesn't come out the other side; she just stays underneath avoiding the bullet storm. Once she was as close as she was going to get; she pulled back her arm holding her bow staff, and then with all her strength threw the staff right at the thug's leg, so hard that it knocked him right to the ground and the gun slide from his hand on impact.

We all moved around and started chasing the guy; he took off down an alley on the other side of the street. His leg was obviously still feeling the pain from Viper's strike (no pun intended), he was stumbling and limping away, it would be too easy for us to catch up with him, and he was just prolonging this...unless he's not really running away from us...

''OKAY BOYS, LIGHT THEM UP!'' We hear from around the corner of the last turn, crap he was leading us right towards the cavalry! Should have seen that coming a mile away! The four of us stopped before we could turn the corner, nearly slipping on the wet ground and into their view. Waiting behind the corner of the wall, scared stiff. We don't know how many there could be or what kind of weapons they have! Not to mention we were still tired from our previous brawls, we're just going to have to make a run for it.

''WHAT THE HELL? THERE HE IS!'' The thugs started shouted from around the corner, and then the screams were followed by grunts and cry of pain, there was something happening.

''What's going on?'' Viper asked. I wanted to know, but wasn't really willing to stick my head around the corner to check in case it was another set up to make us targets.

''I'll look,'' Ultra Kid said as he ran out in the open to see, before stopping in his tracks and just watching on from where he was standing. Even with his mask on, I could tell what kind of facial expression he wore underneath, one of pure confusion. He kept looking back at us, although it seemed to be more in favour of me, and whatever chaos was going on around there. ''Hey Omega Kid, you're standing here right?'' He asked.

I wasn't even sure how to reply to that question, it baffled me completely. So I just used the most obvious answer. ''Yeah, of course!''

''So then how are you're there beating them up?''

''What?'' That was it, I had to look and see. The rest of us came around the corner, and I was just rooted to the spot, finding it hard to even believe what I was seeing going on in front of me. The last thug was beaten to the ground; the rest of his colleagues already down moaning and whimpering, while standing over them was this huge guy wearing a superhero costume, but not just any costume...MY OMEGA KID COSTUME! There was a guy wearing a costume that resembles mine exactly standing over a litter of battered bodies and broken guns.

The guy in my costume looks at us briefly, his expression plain and not that interested, which is the opposite of what I say for myself at the moment. Then he jumped up onto the staircase on the building next to us and climbed up to the top before disappearing into the night.

You ever feel like you're just one number away from the lottery, and you miss out the final ball by one number? Okay, I don't know that feeling but this must come pretty close, because it feels like I've just been robbed and cheated out. Someone has stolen my costume, my symbol for justice! And was using it to fight evil, and to make matters worse…his costume looks better made.

''Well...you said we could use help.'' Super Kid said to me. And this is probably a first…I give him a hard slap across the back of his head.

''This man was wearing your costume?'' Rachael asked me yet again as I helped her stack up the shelves of Comic City. I think I'd been holding the same comic though for the past few minutes, I just needed to crush something in my hand, otherwise I was afraid I'd punch something or even someone instead…and Jenna wouldn't like that.

''To the smallest detail! Except he was a bit more buffer, but still...my costume! What gives him the right?'' I whispered bitterly as I almost slammed the comic onto the shelf before walking away.

Rachael followed up behind. ''Aren't you the one that said you guys need help?'' She said as a matter-of-factly…if that's the right way of saying it, I don't even care right now.

''Yeah, but someone else, we already have an Omega Kid!''

Despite the seriousness I was putting on the situation, that sweet smile never left her face. ''It's the DC Online all over again'' Rachael joked.

''Alex's alter ego got taken on a game! Someone took Omega Kid for real! I mean, what if this guy does something stupid? Like steals from a store, or attacks someone, or kills the Prime Minister!'' Okay the last one maybe farfetched, but I've watched enough TV shows to know when someone copies your thing; it never leads to anything good. Any bad thing he could do in my costume could destroy my reputation and land me in a whole heap of trouble, and as if I didn't have enough of that already in my life.

''Thomas, everyone knows that's not the same Omega Kid. In fact they've already named him as Omega Man.''

''Ew! At least Omega Kid has a good ring to it!''

''Just think about this,'' She persisted on trying to encourage me. ''You've obviously inspired someone. Yes he copied your name and appearance, but he must have done this as a thank you for the good work you've done. You need to take this as a complement.''

''I know, it's just…'' It was hard to argue with that. I mean yeah, I like that I've finally inspired someone, and maybe it is just a little tribute to me. But the least he could have done is talked to me about it, saying if he could use and edit my name. This has all just bamboozled me and taken me off guard. ''It's just that Omega Kid is special to me; it's just weird having someone else use my name and costume. I liked being special. It just seems to have lost that with there being more then one.''

Slumping up against the wall, I was just too tired to say anymore. Maybe the tiredness is making me over react to this, there's no denying I'm upset and jealous that someone has taken my name and costume. Feeling something warm against my hair, I looked up to see Rachael's fingres stroking my hair as she continued with her argument. ''You are still special. The most special superhero, and person I know. Besides, in my book, there's still only one true Omega Kid!''

Really hoping that there wasn't really a blush crawling on my cheeks, I smiled back at her. ''Thanks,'' I replied kissing her gently on the cheek.

It was nice, almost complete silence. It was calming, especially after all the hectic stuff that's been happening the past few weeks. Especially when Rachael is right here in front of me, I love moments like these. Shame it had to be cut off as the TV in the corner started playing, showing a news report with Amanda Linea on the street talking with…oh God why?!

''Omega Man, as we can see from your design you've been inspired by Omega Kid and his partners, but what was the driving force and when did you know, you wanted to be a real-life superhero?'' She asked preciously to him. The camera focused on him, his fat smug face covered in the mask that I designed!

I didn't quite get it, but he looked almost annoyed once my name was mentioned…yeah, he's the one that should be annoyed. ''Well Miss Linea it started a few years back. A…former friend and I decided we wanted to do some good in the world and now I'm here protecting the people from criminals who think they are better then others. Well, I'm here to say I'm better then them. I'm the hero here!''

The camera returned to Amanda as she brought out another question. ''And where does Omega Kid come into all this?''

''Isn't this interview meant to be about me?'' He questioned in a frustrated manner, causing an awkward silence between Amanda and him. She looked ready to back track with her questions until Omega Man continued. ''Look Omega Kid has nothing to do with me. This is my costume and identity! I'm the better hero; already I've saved a dozen people and put more behind bars for disrupting the peace! He's a kid who hasn't learnt to keep his nose clean; I'm a real man who knows what needs to be done. I'm stronger, smarter, and more handsome. There's where Omega Kid comes into it, as a pale comparison to me, not the other way around…'' Not much else was said, or heard as Rachael reached up and flicked the TV on silent. I was so focused on the screen I hadn't even realised it was silent again, but this wasn't a silence I liked. Poor Amanda, she seemed to be having a rough time with that wannabe as he tried to walk away from the interview.

''What a prick!'' Rachael muttered as she walked back over to me. I focused my attention on a little bit of dust rolling along the floor, I didn't even want to lift my head anymore, it felt like my confidence had sunk to the ground. I should be mad, not feeling sorry for myself! I've had bad stuff said about me before, why was what Omega Man said affecting me so much. Rachael must have noticed my lack in confidence as she moved closer to me and gently wrapped her arms around me. ''Don't listen to him. You're a hundred times the hero he is!''

''Where should I put these comics?'' I asked her, pointing towards a litter of comics on the desktop beside us.

''Thomas…''

''I just want to focus on something else,'' I interrupted. I didn't want to do that, especially to Rachael, but I just needed something to keep my mind occupied.

For a second, it seemed like she was going to try and say something else. But in the end, she looked away. ''Just sort them out and organise them properly, Jenna needs to sort them out anyway.''

I walked over to organise the stack, Rachael stood still for a moment before sorting out a column behind. Now I'm the one that feels like a prick. She's just trying to help me, why did I shoot her down like that? Why was this Omega Man thing messing me up? He's just some loser who thinks he's better then me…well…maybe he is. He just said, he's taken out a few thugs already; we even saw it last night. What if this guy is better then me? Maybe it is jealousy, not that he's taken my identity, but that he might have made it better.

As I arranged the comics into shape, one in particular caught my eye...no, it's not an Omega Kid comic. In fact, it's unlike any comic I've ever seen before for a number of reasons. ''Hey Rachael, one of them didn't get any colour in it!''

She looked back at me, her eyebrows arched as she inspected the comic in my hands. ''That's peculiar.''

''And not deliberately for style, it looks like it's not even finished yet,'' Flipping it onto the other side, there were two words, written in big comic-book-like font. ''Golden Girl?''

''Never heard of it! How did that get in the shipment?'' Rachael asked as she made her way over. She took it off me and gave it a look around. ''This comic doesn't even have a license on it, and I've never seen it!''

''It's hard to miss; it's colourless, the drawings aren't that great, and the writing looks hand written. Some kid must've just put it here for fun...'' Noticing that she was giving me an accusing look, I held up my hands in mock accusation. ''Hey I read the comics! I don't make them! Besides I'm an okay drawer!'' Looking at it once more, I probably should throw it away, but my comic-book geek inside got the better of me. ''Well seeing as there's no rush to get this comic up, I might as well give it a look...'' I opened the front cover, and on the other side, there were hand-written notes and a story synopsis.

''The story is set in an undisclosed year. But the main chain of events really begins in the year 1993, when something amazing happened. A worldwide eclipse! Beautiful, mysterious, and potentially dangerous. No one could work out how this was possible; around the dark ring, the great fires of the sun shone brightly, giving the lands an eerie glow and power. But at the same time, another event was happening, the polar opposite to unnatural goings on in space. A woman, in her car, alone, gives birth. And by some chance, some cosmic coincidence; the tiniest drop of the sun's light shines of the newborn girl...the girl her mother would call Stephanie. And as Stephanie grows older, she begins to discover the supernatural abilities bestowed upon her; with the power of the sun, she becomes Earth's mightiest Heroine...''

''THOMAS!'' Jenna shouts snapping me out of my trance, and snatches the comic out of my hand like I was holding a grenade. ''What are you doing with this? If Mr Grusht sees this, I'm in the dog house!''

''Why would he...'' I was about to question, until two and two were put together in my head. My mind was then buzzing as I got a good idea of what was going on, and from the annoyed look on Jenna's face, she could tell I worked it out. ''You wrote this?''

''Ssh! Shut up!''

''You wrote this!'' I repeated, I couldn't help it. It was only a few months ago I found out my sister actually read comics, and now I know she writes them too? This was unbelievable; this easily lifts me up from this Omega Man issue.

''I'm serious; you know how much of a prick Mr Grusht can be. Besides, I don't want people to see it!''

''Why not? It's great!''

''Thomas, if the other workers...'' She paused and looked at me bemused. ''What?''

''I love what you've got so far, come on let me read me!'' I practically begged.

''What no!'' She gasped, holding her comic close to her so I couldn't snatch it back off her.

''Please?''

''No!''

''Please?''

''No!''

''Please?''

''No!''

''Pretty please?'' I need to read this, I get so excited when I see a new comic, so you can't imagine how I feel wanting to read a comic written by my sister. It reminds me of the time Megan signed up for fanfiction; but she quit because she was too shy to read her first review. This is what I've wanted, something for Jenna to go for; her grades have let her down in all her other jobs. Although I don't know the qualifications required for a comic writer, this could be the perfect career for her. She wouldn't go with my superhero costume design idea, but this would be it...oh boy, imagine her getting offered to write an Omega Kid comic? My heart felt all fluffy and light when she smiled at me and offered me her comic...

''Jenna wrote a comic?'' Ultra Kid asked for the twelfth time, I think, I've lost count now.

''Yes!'' I replied back, trying to enjoy looking up at the night skies, as the four of us took a breather from any walking or crime-fighting on top of some kebab shop roof.

''Jenna wrote a comic?'' Super Kid followed up.

''Guys is it really that big of a surprise?'' Viper asked sarcastically. She of course hasn't known Jenna for as long as we have, this is a big surprise! The fact that not only did she consider writing a comic, but she actually did and it was brilliant. She's only got the first drafts for a couple of issues, but they were all really good, and I'm not saying this as the supportive brother, I'm saying this as a comic fan, I couldn't put it down it was that good!

I just hope that Jenna thinks more about this, and actually puts this as a career. I mean she's already working with comics anyway, but the idea of her making a living off of creating new superheroes and epic stories would be amazing. I'm buzzing; I never knew she had it in her to write something, let alone something so good!

''Apparently that Omega Man stopped another robbery today.'' Ultra Kid said. You know what? I'm still ecstatic from Jenna's comic, I don't even care if the others talk about Omega Man around me.

Viper followed up on Ultra's statement. ''He's proven quite popular, but that's only because he's a rip-off of Omega Kid. I don't really think anyone likes him, especially after that interview with Amanda Linea earlier on. Did you see that?'' She asked me.

''Huh? Oh yeah, I saw it.'' I responded with little interest.

''And you aren't mad?'' Super Kid asked curiously.

''Oh yeah, I'm defiantly mad yeah!'' It didn't sound convincing, especially since I still had a big grin on my face thinking about Jenna's comic development. Clearing my thoughts, I decided to go on with how I felt about the Omega Man stuff. ''I don't like how he's going about this. What he said and how he seems to treat all this like an easy game. But there's no denying that it's nice to have help against rising crime, even if it's from someone like him.''

Viper then pointed out. ''He stopped another store robbery today, that's his second one in two days! How does he keeping getting to what's happening in time? And they were a few miles apart from each other. How does he do it?''

''Maybe he is as good as he makes himself out to be.'' I said without really thinking about it. The others pondered on what I said and took one look at my expression to know what I was getting at, they knew me that well now.

Ultra Kid chuckled lightly. ''You're not saying that you believe he's really better then you?''

I shrugged my shoulders not really sure what to believe. ''You've seen the facts. He hasn't lied about putting more people behinds bars in the first two days then I did in the first two months.''

''I think you're missing the point,'' Viper said. ''It's not about how many people he's beaten; it's about what good he's done. Would he fight with every last breath in him to defend a friend? Doesn't seem like it. Would he take on half the villains we've fought? Doubt it. Also…would he help someone who was so down in the gutters they had no hope, and give them a new purpose? What you've done for me, I can never thank you enough, you're the real definition of a hero!''

By now, I'm probably a stuttering and blushing wreck, with a big smile on my face. It was nice to hear something like that. I know I get a lot of stick, and I try not to show how much it hurts me, but when I hear something good like this, it's harder not to show how pleased I am. Let Omega Man have the fame, I've got my friends.

''Hey guys we got company!'' Ultra Kid said as he got up and pointed towards the roof of the building next to us. There was someone standing in the shadows. He seemed tall, he also seemed to be holding something large in his hand, but it was too difficult to see from here.

The rest of us were on guard, unsure of what to do. ''Who do you think it is?'' Super Kid asked what we were all thinking.

Ultra Kid walked forward towards the edge, trying to get a better look, but the shadows cloaked the stranger well. ''It has to be Omega Man, who else can it be?'' He said to us before calling out to the stranger. ''What? You come here to steal someone else's idea? Actually you know, I bet that's the guy that took my name on the DC Universe game! Yeah, I bet he's really superspecialawesome23456!''

''I don't think that's him'' I said shaking my head slowly. The longer I stared at him, the better idea I got of what he was wearing…

''Okay, maybe it's impossible,'' Ultra said to me. ''But still, this guy took your name, we have to...''

''No, I mean I don't think that's Omega Man!'' I was certain now; for starters, Omega Man doesn't wear a hood.

''What?'' Ultra Kid turned around. As the stranger stepped out of the shadows, we all got the all clear that this defiantly was no copycat but the real deal. He wore a large green cloak, a giant hood covering his head. Tight brown jeans and big black boots. But that wasn't what we were focused on at the moment, more like the big bow and arrow he was pointing right at me.

''EVERYONE DUCK!''

SWOOSH!

It's hard to think of being scared of an arrow coming at you when you've been shot before, well, it's not that hard to think now. This guy had amazing accuracy; if I didn't react quickly enough, that arrow would have probably taken my head clean off. The arrow thankfully shot past all of us before striking the wall behind, embedding itself in the cracks. We all looked back up to see the Green Arrow wannabe had already jumped over to our building. His bow is already loaded with another arrow and aimed right at me, but he stops himself before he gets too close for me to dodge. ''You're the real one, aren't you!'' He said as if he was looking for Megan Fox and found the ugly stepsister.

''You think you could have asked that before you shot me?'' I shouted at him, every bone in my body wanted to throttle this guy. But with that arrow still pointing at me, I didn't have much to go for.

''Hey, you should be grateful, you're the first target I've ever missed!''

''Grateful? Hey, you know something? That feeling doesn't come into mind right now!''

''You might want to watch how you speak to me!'' He replies at me. But then gulps and grunts as he feels Viper's bow staff nestled under his chin, and Ultra and Super Kid standing next to him.

''And you might want to watch how you treat our friend.'' Viper threatened.

''You think you can actually take me down before I shoot?'' He questioned bluntly as if he was the logical one and we were all a bunch of crazies.

''We'd like to see you try!'' Ultra Kid said.

''What?'' I screamed at him, why would he say that?

''Sorry, that came out wrong.'' He stuttered.

''Okay, look...'' The new guy tried to reason with us. ''I made a mistake; I thought he was Omega Man.'' If crickets were chirping now, we would be able to hear them. No one dared to make another move; especially hearing the words come out of the new guy. Why would he be after Omega Man? Is he a new villain? If he was, why is he trying to reason with us? He's got me right where he wants us.

Still not convinced this guy was safe, I whispered as calmly as I could to him. ''Lower the arrow and back off then.'' Without any real resistance, he lowered his bow away from me, and walked away slowly. Now that I was free, I so felt like just charging at him and giving him a piece of my mind; it's bad enough he thought I was that hero stealer, but that he was so convinced he almost killed me. ''Why are you after Omega Man?'' I called out to him.

Meanwhile, he walked over to where his arrow had landed, the very arrow that almost went between my eyes. One strong pull, and he retrieved it before placing it in his arrow holding that was slung over his back. ''It doesn't matter. Look, before I go, I just want you to know that I don't want to be your enemy...''

''Yeah, the arrow that flew by our heads was really convincing!'' Ultra Kid cut in. Can't blame him, if that's his welcoming call for friends, I'd hate to see what he does to his enemies.

He ignored Ultra and continued with what he was saying. ''But I also want to say, watch out for Omega Man. And whatever you do, don't trust him!''

''As much as we don't trust you Robin Hood?'' I snapped back.

He smirked at me before backing up against the edge of the roof. ''Two things! One, I can understand why you don't trust me after the mistake I just made, but I have no intention of putting you out of the picture like Omega Man is. And two…good guess on the name!'' Then he did the unexpected and actually jumped over the side of the building. We all rushed over to see; typical, the side of the building had a staircase on it, with the top window open and the curtains blowing outwards.

Well, what else can I say? Two new superheroes in town; one takes my costume, the other tries to kill me and a few seconds later acts like it was just a simple mistake like spilling milkshake on someone's shirt. What was it? Not even a day ago I said it would be nice if there were finally some other heroes that showed up, boy was that wish starting to come back and bite me in the ass.

And to make matters more complicated, this Robin Hood says I can't even trust Omega Man if I ever do meet him. He didn't even say why, or what his connections to him are, or the most important aspect…why he's trying to kill him! I'll shoot you, have a nice chitchat, give you a warning and make a fake disappearance. And yet again, a new superhero on the block almost kills me, even if it was accidental.

At least we finally a night without crime, this was probably the first time in weeks since I could walk home and not have to worry about the bruises I'd just acquired, only the ones from the previous night. Although I think nearly having an arrow go through my eye socket makes up for it. The others had already made their way home, and I was just one street corner away from mine. I was so tired I actually almost took my mask off there and then in plain, until something caught my eye to the side. Quickly fixing my mask back on, I turned around and watched as Omega Man walked out of an alleyway towards me.

''Well, not the part of town I would have expected you to live!'' He said as he approached me. Now up close, he doesn't really look that old, probably mid to late 20's? He was more muscular than me, but thank God not Marcus muscular. But no matter what kind of personal appearance he has, I keep getting drawn back onto his costume, no scratch that, MY costume!

Now was the time to finally sort this thing out. ''No, I'm just checking this area, I don't live around here,'' Firstly to get the suspicion off me, and now bring up the serious matter. ''I think you've got a bit of explaining to do.''

''Had a feeling...''

''Oh,'' I cut in before he said anything. ''Before we start you're not really that Robin Hood guy are you?'' Can't be too sure. After the incident with No One I can't take chances. He looks at me perplexed and tilts his head as if he was thinking when I was admitted out of the insane asylum. ''Forget it! Instead, I should say you're not really Omega Kid are you! Because there's only one Omega Kid here, me!''

''My name's not even Omega Kid dumbass!''

''It doesn't matter, you've taken my costume...''

''Oh, so I've taken it?'' He laughed sarcastically. ''What you think you're the only one who thought about being a superhero and running around calling himself Omega Kid?''

''What? You wanted to be a superhero?''

''I wanted to be Omega Kid! I planned it all out, at least ten years ago. It was going to be my life, my chance to finally be someone, and become famous. And you took it from me!''

''Hold on, if you came up with the idea ten years ago...if anything it's your fault for not making the first move.''

He shrugged his shoulders. ''Well I've made my move now!''

''Well tough, Omega Kid is mine! I'm not going to stop you from being a superhero. Yesterday you took down the gang that attacked us, well done, that took guts and strength. Just...think of another name and costume…also another attitude will do you good.''

''It's not going to work like that!'' He hissed at me, and then started circling me. There's no way this guy wants to fight me right? I don't even know why I bother asking that question anymore, now officially every superhero who has come to London wants me dead at one stage or another.

''What you're going to fight me and become the better Omega Kid?'' I asked, but the way he smirked at me I already got the answer. ''Should have seen it coming...alright, make your move'' I drearily said while taking a fake battle stance, come on, how can you blame me? This was getting old and I'm sick of it. And truthfully, despite the guy's reputation and his physique, he doesn't scare me. He's probably one of those that likes to talk the talk, but can't keep up with the walk…at least I hope that's the case.

He started chuckling again. I'm seriously going to kick the crap out of this over confident, name stealing, mug...

BAM! Something from behind me hits my leg, sending me crashing to the ground. I held it gasping in pain. Jesus, this hurt so much, it feels like I got hit across the leg with an oversized metal baseball bat. That's when it hit me, not literally thank God, but the feeling that I've felt an attack like that before. You get hit a good number of times, you can tell by the strength who is new and who is up for a repeat performance. I've felt this kind of hit before...

''Whoever said I was going to fight you?'' Omega Man asked cockily as he walked around me until he was standing just over me where I could also get a view of the person standing next to him, the one that hit me on the leg. I sometimes think that Satan has made a deal with God to make my life a living ironic hell.

''Hey kid, long time no see.'' Hellrider joked as he stepped on my head, pressing down harder and harder; as if he was trying to see if my head would just crack open.

To Be Continued...