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To be honest I don’t know what I am.
So there I was, floating around three feet above my bed in my bedroom, my bedroom wasn’t anything spectacular, average size, just enough room to walk around in, beige wall paper a little side table, nothing on it one sliding window with no curtains some place huh? As I lay half asleep in my boxers floating above my bed with the sun beating on my face from my one window I startle awake realising I am floating “What the hell?” I say confused in my head. Before I even finish my sentence I’ve hit the bed jumped off and burst through the solid brick wall four stories in the sky, I’m freaking out now, I’m in only what I can assume to me Manhattan, New York, suddenly I take off in flight, dressed as Superman no less. “Cool.” You say? No! It is not cool, I’m dressed as frickin’ Superman. Anyway I’m flying at speed through the city streets with the sun blazing in my face and the wind feels beautiful on my face, I ease down on a bustling street corner In front of a large mall I slowly walk to the mall admiring the structure of the building held sturdy by these large pillars, I get inside walking on the white marble floor, just in front of the food court I take a left and I’m speeding through the clothes section of the store I stop as I see one of my friends, I can’t recall his name. I walk over to him while he sits at the water fountain in the middle of the mall eating a cheese burger with his skateboard firmly under his feet. I get to him “Hey check this out.” I say coolly. I do a back flip and change in to Spider-Mans outfit. Get this, no one but my friend notices this right in the middle of a crowded mall even more to my amazement he isn’t surprised he just smiles at me with an interested “Sweet dude.” I hear a loud crash outside I sprint off as I’m running the outfit sheds and I’m in Batman’s outfit, now that’s cool. I run outside to a major car crash “What the-?” Slowly slips between my lips as I stare in awe at the twenty car pile-up at the junction, I then proceed to walk to a pillar holding this beautiful building up rip out from the ground with ease, I jump up in the air about to swing.

“Then I wake up. Yup those were the kind of dreams I had doc.” I say dryly to the man in the white overcoat with thick circle black rimmed glasses, brown eyes, they look tired seen plenty of years with wrinkles to prove it, grey hair, what little he has of it, grumpy looking. I look down and notice a wedding ring, widow? I ponder, must be by now in this business, being only human and all. How long have I been here now? I ask myself. Roughly a week. I look up at my chained feet as I hang upside down with my hands handcuffed behind my back in this dungeon of a room, dimly lit with a red light on the cracked wall, the floor fairs no better covered in dirt and busted floor boards, cockroaches scurry around on the ground. I never liked roaches. To be fair what would you really expect in the desolate Downtown District of Old Nexus? Nothing but abandoned buildings hiding secrets, criminals, twisted cops the unfortunate poor people and those trying to help. “How’s the wife?” I ask staring in his tired eyes with a smirk. His eyes widen with fury as he shouts “BRIMSTONE! Show our guest why he should cooperate with us!” Brimstone is a big guy standing in the corner next to the door a legend around these parts used to help out the area before the honourable scientist Dr. Kazimir Mahrk which roughly means to destroy peace with war. Great name huh? He’s a Russian scientist in Nexus territory whom has an Interest in C.R.O.Ws not much else is known, which is why I’m here, sadly. “Interesting company you keep there, you know he’s unstable ready to blow at any moment...?” I say to the doctor as Brimstone struts towards me, being a rather tall muscular man he is very intimidating he bends over slightly tilting his shades making eye contact with me he billows a laugh “HAHAHAHAHA! You know of me?” Did I say too much, too soon? I smartly replied “Everyone in Nexus territory does.” “Great.” He smugly replied. He turns his arm to stone and BLAM! Punches me square in the stomach. Not much blood coughed up this time I say in my head. “Why are you here? Why were you snooping?” sneers Dr. Mahrk. “If I haven’t talked yet what makes you think I will now?” I say hurriedly. I know what’s coming. “Brimstone, if you please...” A head-butt from a stone head it’ll knock most people unconscious, well now I have time to explain what a C.R.O.W is.