VECTOR IN DC

The encounter with those sidekicks yesterday made it clear that the heroes of Central City are aware of my late-night activities. Although they don't know my face, I hope if by chance they learn of my identity, that those sidekicks would honor the traditional code of identity concealment that usually exists between heroes and villains. 

I wonder what the fuck Beast Boy was doing in Central City anyway. Watching him transform into different animals live and direct was as amazing as it was frightening. Of course I didn't let it show and I could just sit back and watch him keep transforming to different animals all day, it was that amusing to me. 

I knew that wouldn't be the last of them I'll see and I hope this doesn't involve the Flash because then it'll turn into a big thing that I kicked the asses of those sidekicks. 

Who knew my late night extracurricular activity of training and testing out my powers on some thugs would draw in the heroes to this part of town. But damn, Kid Flash was really fast. I didn't notice him until he had held me down so Beast Boy could get a jab in and then they would have eventually turned it into a tag team match. 

Beast Boy I could handle, but for Kid Flash the same tricks might not work if I keep showing them to him. I won't let him figure out my powers, I need to train some more so I can counter his annoying speed. 

If I held him above ground with my telekinesis, he might start vibrating his cells and generate enough kinetic energy to escape my hold over him. 

Those lightning streaks that surrounded his body each time he ran, was as a result of the speed force within him and his cells moving so fast that they generate enough kinetic energy, making him move faster than the eye can possibly see. If only I could slow down those cells and normalize their rapid movements, then he'd just be a normal human without his speed.

I bet if I paid more attention while in contact with a person I could reverse their blood flow or just clog the blood vessels until it explodes. I could redirect the blood, the  cells, and the electricity moving through the body. It might take some time to perfect it but I need to be prepared in case I have another encounter with a speedster or a stubborn foe with an impenetrable skin. But that is something I just can't do currently. 

I don't care about getting on the bad side of the sidekicks but it'll definitely become a bother if I did so, it's best to just play it safe with them and next time I encounter those two I'd try to show some restraint and not engage unless they ask for it. 

I guess it's time I took a break from those night workouts before the Flash shows up like they did, he might figure me out and get me down before I know it. After all he had way more experience than Beast Boy and Kid Flash combined. 

All I wanted that night was some sleep and they deprived me of it, if only they had let me go and come some other time then we could talk things out and it wouldn't have led to the ass whooping that occurred that night. 

Kid Flash must detest me right now because I could see it in his eyes that he hated to lose, and badly at that too. I'm sure Beast Boy might just bury things if we talked over a milkshake and some pizza. 

Christmas is around the corner and I'm so excited to experience my first DC Christmas. The downside is that bad things usually go down on DC Christmas, I just hope it does not affect me in any way and I'd be able to enjoy it to the fullest. 

Just like that field trip I embarked on with my course mates which led to the traumatizing event where a sicko was on the road blasting beams of energy and causing chaos for his own amusement, he caused the death of many and landed many more in hospital beds. 

Bro, if you are going to cause chaos do it with someone so you don't have to relish in the feeling alone before going to jail when the heroes shows up, maybe in jail you'll keep each other company then reminisce on that event and plan an even better one for next time. 

… 

The bandages around Wally's ribs and shoulders were taken off as he seemed to have healed up completely, he still felt a bit of shame about the outcome of his encounter with that vigilante he had grown to detest a little. 

"You heal really fast bro, is there anything you can't do at a fast rate?" Gar asked Wally as he dropped two drinks along with two pizza boxes on the table before turning on the TV. 

"I'm just glad I have spread healing." He sighed before reaching out to grab a slice of pizza. 

"I guess you must hate that vigilante after what he did to you." Gar remarked with a mouth full of pizza. 

"I don't hate him neither do I blame him for my injuries, I blame myself for running in blind without accessing the situation first." Wally held his right shoulder as he flexed it a little while remembering the pain he felt when it dislocated after the last punch he attempted to  deliver on the jaw of the vigilante. 

"Well things like that happen a lot in the world of heroes, don't let it get you down and instead learn from it so next time it won't repeat itself and you'll have the upper hand." Gar tried to comfort Wally who was still sulking. 

"We need to get him before he sends another victim to the hospital."

"I don't think he would do that, in fact he'd lay low for a while if he's as smart as I think he was." Wally pointed out, trying to get in the head of the vigilante.

"Why would he?" Gar asked out of sheer curiosity. 

"Because now that he knows we are unto him he'll want the heat to die off a little before getting out there again." 

"Oh…!" Exclaimed Gar who clenched his right fist and bumped it upon his left palm like something finally clicked in his head. 

"Do you think he's actually a bad guy?" He asked Wally who seemed to have stopped sulking and just accepted what had happened. 

"I don't really think so but I think he develops a temper when he gets irritated by someone, just like what I did with him." He finally admitted to poking too hard and being the cause of the vigilante's outburst. 

"Then I guess we'll have to take a reasonable approach next time so it doesn't lead to an all out fight between the three of us, if not the media might get wind of it and The Flash would definitely become aware of what went down." 

"Still he is another asshole who hurt a lot of people and continues to do so, he'll need to face the punishment of the law so he can set things right." He said that knowing fully well that the vigilante would not go along with him to the station so willingly, he then thought of taking a metahuman dampening cuffs with him next time so it would prevent the vigilante from using his powers once he cuffed him.

"Anyway there's this event I was able to get us into, since you are around I figured why not." 

"An event? You know I'm kind of a celebrity right?" He asked Wally who seemed to have that part covered. 

"A private event, and the best part is that you can go as yourself." Wally informed the curious Gar of the plans he had for them that weekend. 

"Well, if you say so then I'm down for it" Gar replied. 

… 

Tom was dressed up in a black Italian suit and was about to leave the house as he headed to an art gallery which was to be unraveled privately for the auction of some arts, before it would be opened to the public for the first time and it was being done by a popular artist in Central City. 

Due to the kind of upbringing Tom had in his previous life, he grew up with a love for art, especially since his dad usually took him to art galleries and made him meet up with great artists who taught him a thing or two. 

He learnt to appreciate art for what it was and acknowledge the efforts the artist must have put into each piece. According to his dad, each art tells a story as they usually reflect the thoughts and feelings of the artist while they painted on the canvas and it was their duty as art lovers to decipher the meaning within the art. 

Everyone had their own perspective when it came to the interpretation of art. For most people as they ponder upon the thought of the piece and stare at its details, it usually reflects something else depending on their own mindset and what was going on with them at that time of their lives. 

On getting to the art gallery, he noticed the crowd of paparazzi and rich people of the city all around. He was only able to get himself on the guest list due to some connections he had slowly built up and also there was nothing money couldn't buy.

As he entered the gallery, he noticed the sudden uproar of the paparazzi and turned to see what was going on.

"You've got to be kidding me." Were the words that came out of his mouth when he saw that the reason for the crowd going a little wild was because Beast Boy came for the event and everyone wanted a picture with him.