Before a Hero
I must find the dark place again, I must find that solitude that has kept me from losing my mind. If I do not I may end what pathetic life I have left right here and now. I feel the pressure, the pressure inside my head. I cant take it anymore, I need to find the dark place. Because it is there that I do not remember, it is there I do not believe. I am not who I was born to be anymore and I can forget all that I have known. I can be someone else and not feel the weight of my father upon me. My brothers will no longer look to me and ask why. In the dark place is where I long to hide. But it does not come.
Here I stand by the body of a man, a man people call a hero. It was not by my hands he fell but I know, I know I will be the one who takes the hit. I am the one that will spent years of my life behind the powerful protection fields that are humming day and night deep in the lower sections of the monstrous prison in Brickstown. Who is trying to frame me and for what reason? I am not my father. I do not run around in tights trying to prove to the people of Paragon that heroes are needed. Yes I have powers that I inherited from my father but I use them not. I have not made enemies but it seems I have. Maybe because I am my fathers son? Fitting since me and my father havent spoken in years.
The last time we spoke he had just accepted a reward from the mayor for his bravery in some high risk mission he and about a dozen others had just completed. They were successful and the TV cameras were all rolling that day. I was proud of him, I dont deny that, but I am not him and when he told me I will be up there with him one day I lost it. For years he was always telling me it was my destiny. Well I dont believe in destiny I believe in free will. He never understood and I will never understand why he will not let me be. That was several years ago and he no longer shares the spotlight. Last I heard he is selling trash on Ebay. Guess age caught up with him.
Great, I hear the sirens now. Not only have I been framed for this murder, now the police have been informed. There are no windows in this alley. No one was around when it happened except whoever it was that did this. Another problem I have is why were the two of us here? We are not friends and everyone in Paragon knows it. That is why I will look guilty. There is motive. This jerk had the gall to say to the press that I was a wimp and couldnt deal with being in the shadow of my father. Who is he to say that and why? I have kept a quiet life. I was enjoying working on the construction crew that was building that huge arena in Galaxy City. Yet he had to call me out.
The first night I met him was at the Paragon Dance Party. I was there with Jessica, she isnt all that hot but she is frisky. From what I have seen most chics that work construction are like that. Anyway it was going to be a night of some fun and who knows what else. Suddenly I hear my name called on the loudspeaker. The DJ quit playing and there he was, in his tights telling everyone in the club that I was scared to fill my fathers shoes. Within seconds I had him pinned up against the wall after he fell to my blast. I havent used my powers in years and it actually was a relief. However before I could hurt him I backed off and left the club. The next day it was all over the news.
I hear you! I am not going anywhere. You dont have to put those cuffs on me. Looks like I will pay for a crime I didnt commit. I know there is no way out of this. Oh no, theres Statesman. I guess he is here to make sure I dont hurt these men in uniform. I always liked Statesman, he isnt the show off that many of these heroes are. But still, he does were tights. I dont know if I were ever wear tights. Not as long as my name is Michael Thorn. But I do promise you one thing. After I serve time for this crime, I will return with a goal. Whoever has framed me will learn that I will not accept this as defeat, rather I will learn from this and seek justice!
