Mr.Red
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Alternate Universe
In this day and age, there are some children born with unknown defects. Weither it be having the power to read minds, or the strength of a Giant. The children with these defects are sent to the Universal Protection Agency(UPA). To undergo stress test to learn how to control the powers within them. After being trained for years in simulations and warfare tactics. I discovered my love for speed, and having the capability of focusing on even the tinyiest of details with quickened speed.
New family, New threat
I was the closest to normal in the group I was in.
Sophie Jacob Yumi Mekoto
They all had there own powers, or to anyone else, defects. But we didn't really care, we were at peace, we were a family. But one day, we were attacked by a alien race named the Tezera. To this very day we do not understand there reasoning for declaring war. The first planet to be withered with war was Jium, the largest planet the human race has inhabited. We were all dispatched to units needing defects in the United States Military. The more combat useful were sent to the frontline.
End of a War
Although we were looked at as freaks, in the heat of battle we were looked upon as heroes. The men and woman fighting beside me in those days deserved the glory. After two years at war the Tezera surrendered themselves afyer failing to take Mars. They obtained nothing more then a wasteland planet though out their conquest. Although the war was over, some people didn't get the message. No..some Tezera didn't get the message.
A group of Tezera scouts attacked a small base camp in Maine, afterwards the leaders of the Tezera responded by telling us that they shut down there military. The scouting party was told to pull back, but they did not reply. I was severly wounded as well as my comrade Jacob.
The IS Icon
Imediatally afterwards I was approached by the vice president of Alter Industries, the largest international corporation in the world. They wanted me to be the test subject of the IS Icon, it was meant to heal all internal wounds as well as boosting the powers I have. And I must say it did it's job. My life was extended ten fold. They said I would outlive the next generation. I don't know if that's a curse or a blessing...
The Teleporting Incident
Eventually I fully recovered from my wounds, and began looking for places that I would be needed. There was no longer a place for me in the military nor the law enforcement, so I returned to the UPA as a solo agent. They gave me all the high tech gear that I could have ever hoped for. Although I was a solo agent I still took assignments from time to time. One of those few assignments was to recover a teleportation device that sadly feel into the wrong hands. They feel into the hands of Dr.Cycle, a well known mad man of this universe. I faced him and his robotic goons several times, each time he has escaped, but this time he had nowhere to run. I single handedly dismantled his robotic goons without breaking a sweat but considering they weren't made from strong materials they were no match for the hot lead being pumped into them.
But what happened next speaks for itself. I got cocky, accidently damaging the teleportation device, the whole factory was ripped apart like it was being sucked up by a blackhole. I held on for dear life, with all the strength I had. But as the foundation of the building got weaker so did I. I fell into the lifeless vortex, not having a clue of whether I would live or die.
Eventually I awakened, falling from the sky like a fallen angel. I'll go ahead and be honest. I pissed my pants. Luckily my jetpack was operational, and saved me from a very painful face plant. Having a chance to take in all of my surroundings I finally figured out where I was...
The city was Detroit, but in another universe...a very old...and less advanced universe.
No way Home
Back at the factory the teleportation device was completely destroyed along with everything that could possibly be evidence to what had become of Mr.Red and Dr.Cycle. A memorial for Mr.Red set to honor his sacrifice and bravery.
