While it may sound cliche, my New Years resolution is to start fresh. No, I'm not going to the gym more. No, I'm not going on a diet. No, I'm not getting a new job. I'm starting a new life. Why? Because I do not remember a moment of my previous one.
My true name is unknown, but I am called Hephaestus to many. I was kidnapped at one point in my live by Kronos, a mad scientist who created soldiers based of the Greek gods. After learning I was a tool and my brain had been washed, I escaped the facility. While trying to take Kronos down, I became a superhero.
Then I met the kid. A sixteen year old kid who was running the worlds largest peacekeeping organization. What was even more crazy was that he wore spandex all day long. The kid met me at my darkest hour.
I was about to jump off that big tower in Chicago... The Sears Tower, I think it's called. Not knowing who I was and not having anyone to guide me and care for me really got to me. I couldn't take it anymore. So, I decided to take my life.
The kid stopped me.
He offered me a job, a home, and a surrogate family. I got sidetracked from my goals to kill Kronos and joined the organization called RAPTOR. I helped fight in the superhero Freedom War. After it was over, I got back to my mission.
I tracked Kronos down to see that he was dealing with the crime lord Trigger, and had become one of his disciples. Once again, I teamed up with the kid when he formed a makeshift Thunder Force (Since the team shut down after Freedom war) to stop them.
Kronos had never been seen again after that battle.
Today, I sit in a RAPTOR office once more, about to have. Meeting with some interdimensional heroes who need help. Christina Rogers, the new(er) director of RAPTOR, called me as one of the first she wanted. It helped that we were already connected. She had been like a mother to me when at my lowest.
"So, 'festus,how's life been treating you, honey?" She asked me. "It's been fine, thank you mrs. Rogers, and you?" I replied. "Just great! Did you see Ben on the news the other day?" Her son, the kid I mentioned earlier,is now part of the Thunder Force. He's like a little brother to me, so of course I'm really excited for him. "Yeah, he kicked some major robot butt out there!" Two woman, one wearing thick RAPTOR armor and the other wearing barely anything left the war room. "It's your turn, 'fetus." Christina said.
I walked in and two heroes that strikingly resembled villains from our universe, calling themselves Syndrome and Blonde Widow, looked up from a map. "You must be Hephaestus!" Blonde Widow exclaimed, "welcome!" Added Syndrome.
"We've been told you have a very good power set, and you'd be more than willing to join us. Is this true?" Syndrome asked. "Join you in what?" I responded. "Our world is like a mirror of yours. In a mirror, everything is read backwards. We are the same way where your heroes are our villains and our villains are heroes. We came to get a team to fight fire with fire." Blonde Widow explained. I chuckled. "Literally, in my case. So, who am I in this universe?" "I believe you are Vulcan, a Roman super soldier. When you escaped Cronus, you killed him and every other Roman soldier. You went through a period of insanity, and then became a supervillain with every intention of destruction."
I wasn't shocked. For the first time in months, I wanted to kill myself. Well, this otherworld version of me, that is. "I'm in, when do we start?"