Speaking of it from a Villain's point of view. I don't do "evil" for the sake of others I'm in it for myself. You being a hero should be doing "good" for the sake of others not your own fame. I think the problem is you're really a bad guy inside and it's time you listened to your inner self and do what you want not what Statesman and others tell you to do. It's survival of the fittest, the strong dominate the weak. You sound like someone who is more than some role model, you risk your life for them and get nothing in return. I remember a saying, It's better to be feared than loved, because fear last longer. Look me up on Virtue and I'll show you the way to the Fame and Fortune you want.
Tiger Style
No he's not really selfish at all, it's just he feels like an outsider. Heroes wear tights and heroic costumes. He's dressed in a black suit,black hat,purple tie and mask. Lots of heroes belong to Freedom corps. or Freedom Phalanx. He belongs to neither. Lots of heroes are asked questions and things by reporters. He hasn't ever done that. Those 3 things to him make people look like heroes. Thats 3 strikes on the hero meter. He really isn't evil. "All the world is a stage and every person has a different role to playand exits at a certain time" He doesn't knowhis role in the world and so he questions himself.
Part 2 Alone in the dark
I had to clear my mind. I needed to think things through. I boarded a train to Croatoa that afternoon and found myself on Paragon University's campus. I planted my self under a tree and started dozing off. Across the street there were two boys and a girl playing. An hour or so later I awoke to hear the voice of Fran Ousbourne leader of the cabal kidnapping the little girl. I wanted to do something but it would of been 30-1.Not good odds. Especially since my magic creates illusions where as their's creates storms and lightning.Definetly not good. I turned invisible in all the chaos and followed the cabal back to there base. On the way there I over heard there plans. The leader wanted eternal life to do so she would have to have her spirit transfer into the body of another host. This required a ritual set when the sun and the moon pass to end day and start night. Usually this would mean around 7:30 in the summer but it's winter now so 5:30. And it was 5:00 now....great...I tried to get some real heroes on the case by calling Freedom Corps and the Phalanx too...but no answer and then I remembered that all Freedom corps members were guarding the Zig to make sure there was no attempt to free Tommy one eye and all the phalanx were off fighting Arachnos in Bloody Bay...Great..We finally reach the wharehouse for their ritual at 5:10 now. The cabal went inside but I hesitated. Im no real hero why even try something like this? And then I heard it. It was the only sound I heard. It was the girl crying and scared. I didn't care if I was a real hero or not anymore. I didn't care if I had any great elemental powers. I didn't care if I could walk thorugh a hail of bullets and walk out without a single scratch. I have powers to help but I remembered something that no other hero has my mind. No one can tell what I can plan or how will I act so there's no way the cabal can either. I turn the door knob and enter the wharehouse invisible and ready for what ever is waiting for me.
Part 3 for later.
Part 2 Alone in the dark
I had to clear my mind. I needed to think things through. I boarded a train to Croatoa that afternoon and found myself on Paragon University's campus. I planted my self under a tree and started dozing off. Across the street there were two boys and a girl playing. An hour or so later I awoke to hear the voice of Fran Ousbourne leader of the cabal kidnapping the little girl. I wanted to do something but it would of been 30-1.Not good odds. Especially since my magic creates illusions where as their's creates storms and lightning.Definetly not good. I turned invisible in all the chaos and followed the cabal back to there base. On the way there I over heard there plans. The leader wanted eternal life to do so she would have to have her spirit transfer into the body of another host. This required a ritual set when the sun and the moon pass to end day and start night. Usually this would mean around 7:30 in the summer but it's winter now so 5:30. And it was 5:00 now....great...I tried to get some real heroes on the case by calling Freedom Corps and the Phalanx too...but no answer and then I remembered that all Freedom corps members were guarding the Zig to make sure there was no attempt to free Tommy one eye and all the phalanx were off fighting Arachnos in Bloody Bay...Great..We finally reach the wharehouse for their ritual at 5:10 now. The cabal went inside but I hesitated. Im no real hero why even try something like this? And then I heard it. It was the only sound I heard. It was the girl crying and scared. I didn't care if I was a real hero or not anymore. I didn't care if I had any great elemental powers. I didn't care if I could walk thorugh a hail of bullets and walk out without a single scratch. I have powers to help but I remembered something that no other hero has my mind. No one can tell what I can plan or how will I act so there's no way the cabal can either. I turn the door knob and enter the wharehouse invisible and ready for what ever is waiting for me.
Part 3 for later.
Part 3 The show is over
After going through the door invisible I started heading through the wharehouse and came to an ope room filled with Cabal and their leader more importantly the little girl. There was at least 20 of them not good. I didn't care though. The first thing I did was kick a couple of a cabal closest to me in the back of the leg and led them around the corner. I made my self visible halfway down so they would see me turn the corner but weren't ready when I blindsided them. All 5 were down 15 to go and it is 5:19. The clock is ticking...I create a loud racket by pushing a bunch of things over in a storage closet. I leave the door open and stand outside. About 5 of them went in. I slammed the door and locked it with a key Iswiped off the counter of the wharehouse. 5 more off my list. Still another 12. 5:21 and i was running out of ideas. I created a couple of phantoms and had them lure a group of 7 or so into the corner. As they surrounded my phantoms they realized they were fake. Too late I dropped a couple of crates off the top of the shelves landing on the girls below. Last 3and it was 5:26 Now or never I showed myself and drew the attention of the last 2 and their boss. I created an image of their worst nightmare causing the two minions to faint. Down to me and the boss I thought. She said"Ah...Magical Act how nice of you to join us....Ready to die?!?!? "Uh...No thanks.Maybe later ok?" I said. I saw her irrupting with anger. Maybe that wasn't so smart. "Tell ya what I'll let you take the first swing." I said smiling. She grew outraged and charged. I took the light around her eyes she was taking in and turned it black causing her to be blinded. She couldn't stop herself. She got to me still in motion. Out of a classic cartoon I stuck my foot out and tripped her causing to crash into the wall knocking her unconsius. Lucky me I thought. All down and it's 5:29 not bad I said with a smile. I called the police ad they came down along with Statesman and his ilk to arrest them all. Again the media was there but this wasn't for the Phalanx it was for me. Finally feeling this sudden importance brought a smile to my face. They wanted and interview but i turned them down. I picked up my hat and was walking put the door when the little girl tugged on the back of my suit. I turned around and all she said was thank you. All she needed to say was thank you. I realized right then looking around the room at all the other heroes, It's not publicity that makes you a hero, it's not the costume, nor the amazing powers. It's your choices and how you act. Again I walk out but this time with my head up and a smile on. Ready for tomorrow.
Have to admit I liked the story, few fixed typos and paragraphs would've made it better but I still liked it.
Part 1:
Super Hero checklist
Tights X
Super Flashy powers X
Fan Base
Good looking in tights X
Smart V
Popular X
That's basically how I feel most of the time with other heroes fighting beside me. It all started in Independence Port. A team of 5 heroes not counting me were taking down Tommy One Eye on a cargo ship of his. I take a look around me and all I see is my team mates just taking out all of Tommy's flunkies with amazing powers and then there is me taking them out with good old smoke and mirrors. Great...I look to my left I see our 8 ft tank covered in stone and smashing through crowds. I look to my right and I see 2 of the girls on my team freezing and igniting every one insight...I look in front of me and see our swordsman just taking out groups in a flash...and my friend storm fury summoning strikes of lightning and hurricanes knocking out the rest. Then there is me, Magical act. What do I do? I make enemies faint from a nightmare or think they are dying?!?!?! Aren't heroes supposed to have real powers? Like throwing fire balls or electricuting bad guys? and I make things out of light great....We bring Tommy to justice and step outside tons of media...the group walks forward in their bright outfits and here I am in the back of the team dressed in a suit and a hat black and purple. The big man and our elemental duo start answering questions about the arrest and get swarmed by fans. No one wanted to talk to me so I just turned invisible and walked away. Don't really like the media to begin with but all the great heroes are beloved by them. Strike 2 and strike 3. Thats three things that all heroes have that I don't. I think its time to put up my hat and go home for good.
Part 2 comes tomorrow