Scars say a lot about a person, you know. What you’ve been through. What you defeated before it defeated you. Your fears. Memories. Strengths. Weaknesses. The things you love, the things you hope will never slip away. They tell a story...

Then finally, he smiled. A wide, bright smile that could extinguish the sun and knock the moon right out of orbit.

I made the same choice that he would have made. Worse yet, I didn’t even feel bad about it.Not all villains needed superpowers.

There’s always someone else to save,” said Wallace. “Someone more important, maybe someone closer in reach. But what about the rest? What about the ones who fall through the cracks?

Alone in the park, it felt like he was my own twisted little secret.