Fantastic Guy: Who were they?
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One hour earlier.
Citadel
7:00 a.m.
Ashley: Everyone has arrived, sir. Shall we start the meeting?
Mighty Guy: Alright. Let's begin with our enemies. Ashley, what's the update? When will they strike?
Ashley: I've handed both cases to Catcher. He says he suspects one man—but it's only suspicion for now. Tonight, he'll confirm it and present him before you. And once he's caught, we'll go after the missile guy as well.
Mighty Guy: Tell him to hurry. My friend Tank has been killed. Put all other cases on hold and focus only on this one.
Ashley: Yes, sir.
Fantastic Guy: Sir, may I say something?
Mighty Guy: Of course. You barely speak anyway.
Fantastic Guy: I think Tank's killer and the missile guy will join forces.
Mighty Guy: And why do you think that?
Fantastic Guy: Both of them attacked the Super Five. And for two ordinary humans to kill people as powerful as us, they'll need to work together. Alone, they can't do shit. We need to finish this as soon as possible. Who knows—there might be more people like them.
Mr. Sonic: Yeah. We need to eliminate them quickly.
Supergirl: Why, Sonic? Are you scared? Starting to get nightmares now?
(Mr. Sonic first looks at Mighty Guy, then looks away. After a few seconds, he speaks.)
Mr. Sonic: No. It's nothing like that.
Supergirl: Guys, you know what? Last night I heard Mr. Sonic screaming. It sounded like someone was beating the shit out of him. Hahahaha.
Mighty Guy: What are you hiding, Sonic?
Mr. Sonic: Nothing, sir. I'm not hiding anything.
Ashley: Sir, we also need to select a new member for the Super Five. Otherwise, our ratings will drop even further—they're already low.
Mighty Guy: So who are the candidates?
Ashley: We have two. Both have the same score. One is Mr. Hallucination, who can create hallucinations. The other is Toxic, who can throw poisonous toxins and acid from his hands. Since their scores are equal, we'll need to vote.
Supergirl: I know this Toxic guy. He studied at my school. Do not bring him into the team. He's a huge traitor—a grade-A bastard. Even worse than Tank.
Mighty Guy: Bastards are exactly what we need.
Supergirl: He could cause us massive damage. If he joins, I'm leaving the Super Five.
Mighty Guy: Try leaving—and then see what happens to you.
Anyway, we should get to work. We have a lot to do today. We need to boost the ratings.
Supergirl: I won't be here tonight. I have a personal life to live too.
Suddenly, Ashley's assistant rushes in.
Assistant: There's a problem. Three people are causing massive destruction. Look at this—our ratings could drop because of it.
The assistant shows the Super Five a live news broadcast.
Mr. Sonic: I'll go and stop them.
Fantastic Guy: You're not going anywhere, Sonic. If you go, the risk is too high—and our ratings could fall even further.
Mighty Guy: Why do you say that, Fantastic?
Fantastic Guy: We all know Sonic is the fastest here. But those guys are skilled—and skill beats speed, not the other way around. So I'll go. And I promise I'll come back with higher ratings.
Besides… it's been a long time since I got my hands bloody.
Mighty Guy: You're right.
Mr. Sonic steps back.
Mr. Sonic: Alright.
Fantastic Guy leaves. Immediately after, Mighty Guy pulls Mr. Sonic aside into a corner and speaks in a low voice.
Mighty Guy: Do you remember the Triplets, brother?
Mr. Sonic: Triplets? What are you talking about? You mean—
Mighty Guy: The Vigilante is alive.
Mr. Sonic: What?! That's impossible. We killed him and buried him ourselves.
Mighty Guy: I know. I remember it clearly—he died.
But when I went to Bloodhound, I found out he's alive. And he has an entire army now.
Mr. Sonic: An… army?
Mighty Guy: Yes. And all this destruction—you think it's random?
He's the one behind it. He's playing with us. And he won't stop.
He wants revenge. And once he starts, stopping him will be almost impossible.
He won't just kill us—he'll kill everyone.
Mr. Sonic: That's why you said we have three enemies.
Mighty Guy: Yes.
Mr. Sonic: We'll handle it.
But does that lizard have any connection to this?
Mighty Guy: I told you—stay away from that. Don't ask anything about him.
Just do exactly what I tell you.
Present Time —
Stephen and Victor have run out of the stadium. They're walking fast, talking as they move.
Stephen (panting): We barely survived… again.
Victor: That Fantastic Guy is really cunning.
If I had stared at him for even a second longer, that bastard would've caught me.
Stephen: No one's going to bother us now.
So tell me—why do you want to kill Mr. Sonic?
Victor gives a slight side-smile and begins.
Victor: Hmm… when I was thirteen—
My parents died.
My father had blood cancer. The bastard drank like hell.
My mother kept stopping him, but that asshole never listened.
One day, my parents were going out somewhere by car.
My father was drunk out of his mind—and he was the one driving.
He lost control and smashed into another car.
That bastard died on the spot… and he killed my mother too.
The man in the other car died as well.
Around that same time, my brother had cleared his engineering entrance exam.
Me and my brother shifted to Bright City.
My brother went to college in the mornings and worked a part-time job at night
just so we could afford food, rent—everything.
He even paid for my education.
The way he took care of me…
even my own father never did that much.
He went to college.
There was no one as intelligent as him there.
After one week, he made his first friend—his name was Alex.
Alex and my brother became very close.
Alex was the son of a rich father.
He helped my brother a lot.
He always stood by his side.
He made my brother, Hector, his own brother.
Their friendship grew so strong that
they were ready to die for each other.
Alex often brought gifts for me too.
After three years of studying, Hector was about to become a mechatronics engineer.
He just had one final exam left.
And that's where… everything changed.
Hector had been coming first for three straight years.
He was the topper in studies.
Alex was better than Hector in everything else—
looks, sports, talent.
He was ahead of Hector in every field…
except academics, where he was always one step behind.
For three years, Alex had been coming second.
People had already started saying—
"This year too, Hector will come first, and Alex will come second. Just like always."
In college, the student who gets first position receives multiple awards, recognition, and fame.
And that…
that was the one thing Alex couldn't stand.
In the final phase, Alex started running away from Hector.
Hector kept calling him for group study,
but every time, Alex refused.
Alex stopped hanging out with Hector.
He stopped taking his calls.
He put his entire focus on coming first.
Hector also started feeling bad,
because his only friend was slowly drifting away from him.
Before the final exam, there was a class test.
Alex and Hector both gave the test.
The results were announced.
Hector came first again.
Alex came second.
Hector's project was also better than Alex's.
At that moment, Alex gave up hope of ever coming first—
because even after putting in so much effort and focus,
he still came second.
He was afraid of humiliation.
He wanted the award.
He wanted the name.
One night, my brother Hector was closing his shop after finishing his part-time job.
That's when Alex met him.
Alex: "Hey, brother."
Hector: "Oh, you? How are you, brother? I'm really happy you came to meet me."
Alex: "I'm sorry, friend. I started running away from you. I got too busy with studies. I just wanted to come first. I'm really ashamed that I treated such a good brother like this."
Hector places his hand on Alex's shoulder.
Hector: "It's okay, my brother. I'm not angry. You came to meet me—that's enough to clear everything."
Then Hector and Alex hug.
Suddenly—
They hear the sound of people running.
They hear shouting.
Hector and Alex look up.
Ten men wearing masks are coming toward them,
holding hockey sticks and baseball bats.
Hector and Alex get scared.
Both of them shout—
"What happened?"
"We didn't do anything!"
"Please leave us alone!"
But the masked men don't listen.
They start beating both of them brutally.
Alex falls to the ground and sees
those men beating Hector mercilessly.
One of them smashes a bat straight onto Hector's head.
Alex screams—
"No! Don't do this! Hector!"
Then one guy comes and hits Alex, knocking him out.
After that, the ten men run away.
People from nearby gather and see
two men beaten badly.
They call an ambulance and take both of them to the hospital.
At the hospital, a nurse takes Hector's wallet,
finds his college ID card,
and calls the college principal.
When the principal finds out,
he is completely shocked.
Both of his topper students' lives were in danger.
The principal calls Alex's father and says—
Principal:
"Your son is in danger. He could die.
Please do something and save him and his friend Hector."
Alex's father had connections with the owner of a super steroid factory.
He orders two super steroids from them.
Alex's father comes to the hospital
and sees Alex and Hector lying in the ICU.
Alex is slightly conscious,
but Hector's condition is extremely critical.
I was studying at home
when my friend Peter suddenly came running in.
He said—
"Victor! Your brother is in the hospital!
He's badly injured!"
I ran to the hospital.
On the way, I saw some people standing and talking.
Man 1:
"Bro, Alex told us to hit him lightly but kill his friend,
but you smashed his head completely."
Man 2:
"This is what should happen to rich people anyway.
We got the money, and the job's done."
Hearing this, one thing became completely clear to me—
Alex was the one who got all of this done, just to come first.
I reached the hospital.
I went inside the ICU
and saw that they were injecting something black-colored into Alex,
while on the other side, my brother was lying there.
Alex's father looked at me and said—
"Sorry, son. Your brother was already completely dead.
Otherwise, we would have saved him too by injecting him."
I went completely silent.
Shocked.
Frozen.
I hugged my dead brother and cried my heart out.
"He was my only support.
He was my whole world.
He took care of me.
He taught me mechatronics.
He supported me—my brother.
First my parents died, and now my brother too.
I was alone."
(Victor says this emotionally.)
After crying,
I looked at Alex and thought—
This bastard… how is he still alive?
He should've died too.
In rage, I started hitting Alex.
The doctors, nurses, and Alex's father pulled me back.
I shouted at Alex in anger—
"Alex! You killed my brother!
You're the one who got him beaten!"
Then they threw me out of the hospital.
I stayed hungry for two days.
No one came to see me.
After three days,
Alex's father sent me to a boarding school.
When I turned fifteen,
Alex had become something else entirely.
Alex had become Mr. Sonic.
The super steroid had affected his body.
After defeating villains,
Alex was taking photos with people.
I went to meet him too.
I kept forcing him for a long time to come to a quiet, isolated corner,
saying that I needed help.
He finally came with me to that silent place.
Mr. Sonic:
"So what help do you need?"
Victor:
"I want to take a photo with you."
Mr. Sonic:
"You brought me all the way here just to take a photo?"
Victor:
"I'm sorry. Please take it.
You're my favourite supe."
Mr. Sonic:
"Okay, fine."
I took a photo with Mr. Sonic.
And while taking the photo,
I pulled out a knife from my pocket
and slashed Mr. Sonic's stomach, leaving a deep cut.
Mr. Sonic:
"Bastard, what the fuck are you doing?!
Are you fucking around with me?!"
Victor:
"Don't you recognize me?
I'm Victor—Hector's brother."
Mr. Sonic:
"Fucker, you should've been killed along with your brother."
Killing him was impossible.
He had powers.
Using his speed, he attacked me from everywhere.
He kept beating me for almost a full minute.
I was thrown far away and fell to the ground.
Mr. Sonic:
"Let's end this story right here.
I'll send you to your brother."
Mr. Sonic was about to stab me in the chest—
but someone was about to enter that alley.
So that bastard Alex stabbed me in the eye
and walked away.
I screamed in unbearable pain—
"Where the fuck are you going, motherfucker?!
One day I'll kill you the same way!
I swear I'll take my revenge!"
Some people later took me to the hospital and treated me.
But that day,
I made one decision—
One day, I will take revenge on Alex.
Victor:
"Now do you understand why I want revenge?"
Stephen:
"Yes.
And I'm sorry about your brother.
Your revenge is justified."
Victor:
"Make the serum as soon as possible.
I've arranged everything."
Stephen:
"Oh shit!"
Victor:
"What happened?"
Stephen looks ahead—
Catcher is standing there,
questioning people.
Stephen:
"Why the hell did he have to show up now?"