This fourth chapter is about; Slam Tasmanian. I wonder how he feels for being the strongest out of the team, but is still in the background. I hope you enjoy this chapter.
"Hi, I'm Slam. Many of you know me as the strongest guy, but don't let my looks fool you and I know it's strange that I could never speak English. However, my thoughts are a different story. They may be clear now, but when I'm around others; it just isn't the same. This is pretty confusing for you, but; let me explain…"
(Flashback)
See, it all began as a small devil. I was just different from everyone else. I was born with a slight problem. I was unable to get all my ideas together, so when ever I tried to speak; all that came out was gibberish. The thing is, Tasmanian devils are born that way, unfortunately. So, when I was in school, the kids were afraid of me because I was so different from everyone else. I was treated like I was from outer space. I was unbelievably strong but the truth was… I just wanted to be normal like everyone else. I never had the chance to enjoy my childhood, because everyone was afraid of me. I had no friends; my thoughts became a blur when I was around anyone else. My dream was to become a wrestler, since I was born so strong. It's just that when I'm around everyone else, I'm in the background and it's somehow hard to explain about what is going on, therefore I speak gibberish. When I grew up, I became a wrestler and things were okay. But the truth was that; it wasn't everything I hoped to be. I was very rich and famous. On the other hand, I missed everything. My home, my life and everything else that I could remember. At the same time, I just didn't want to give it up. It was a very hard decision because, I always loved wrestling and my super strength. But, I still wanted to be normal like everyone else. Therefore, things became confusing and this job was tough to handle for me. It made me feel differently and I just didn't know what to do. One day though, a meteor hit Earth and I was out of the wrestling business, because I was too strong for any of the wrestlers to handle. I was always upset of being fired, every time I'd think about it. One day though, this man named Pierre Le Pew wanted to make me a famous wrestler and to be honest… I just forgot about all my friends. Except for Duck, who was training me. I felt though that now I was in a different wrestling business, when he was training me; I just wasn't strong enough. When Duck said that I was playing patty cake, I actually agreed with him and it would take a very long time to train. But, Pierre accepted me anyway, but when I found out that he was evil; I felt like such an idiot for listening to him. After I got the championship belt though, I forgot about it right away.
(End of flashback)
I was sitting on the couch, gobbling up the pizza when Zadavia called. "Loonatics, Ophiciumus is up to his tricks again, you must stop him." I was happy when Zadavia called. In fact, I was always happy to see her, if you know what I mean. I hate to see her in any kind of danger, but I was always embarrassed to let the team know that. We went to the train station, where we saw the thief. Whenever I used my super strength, I would always think about my past and sometimes I feel threatened of using it. Luckily, the thought of saving my team was stronger; so I realized that I had to use it for my friends' sake.