Beep! Beep! Beep!
Josh openned one eye and glanced at the source of the offending sound. The alarm clock was lying again, he didn't sleep long enough to have to get up now. Slowly, almost of its own accord, a hand reached out from under the blankets, hovering over the evil clock and suddenly slamming down, eliminating the awful sound for all eternity!
Josh blinked, his eyes focusing on his hand, slowly realizing that he'd smashed the plastic thing into pieces. Josh got up, rubbing his eyes, hoping against hope that he was still dreaming. Josh stared at his nightstand. There were little bits of black plastic all over it too.
"Aw shit. Not another one." Josh sighed and noticed for the first time that he was wearing a red and blue spandex shirt that displayed his incredible physique rather well. He could feel the spandex on his legs too. Josh had slept in his costume last night.
"Look at it this way Josh," he muttered to himself as he got out of bed, "at least you didn't sleep in your mask tonight."
Josh stripped out of the spandex suit and wrapped a towel around his waist, grabbed his shower stuff and headed to the floor bathroom. He was the only freshman on his floor at Metro U. to get up at six a.m. and get ready for classes. No one was EVER up at six so it was the perfect way to hide his sculpted body.
Josh wasn't a mega-geek, like Clark Kent or Peter Parker or any of those other comic book alter-egos. He was actually at Metro U on a full baseball scholarship. There's no baseball player in history who looked like Josh; he had a body Adonis would envy.
Josh thought about his life while he showered. His powers had surfaced during puberty. He was incredibly strong, fast, and all but invulnerable. No one knew why, and he didn't try and hide it from his parents like in all those stupid comic books he loved as a kid. Together they decided that he'd become a baseball player.
He never really thought about being a crimefighter. Sure, in the comics Spiderman goes out stopping evil, and Superman is a one man anti-crime wave. But Josh didn't have a mythical spider sense or all the resources of the Daily Planet to alert him to crime. He wasn't going to be able to deduce a criminal's location while he was studying trig either.
Then came the earthquakes. Six of them in as many days when they hadn't had earthquakes around there in over a century. That's when Josh and his parents decided it was time he donned a mask and an outrageous costume and went out and helped people. Red and blue spandex with a white star on the back, while wearing Reeboks, he took the name, "Kid Freedom." The idea was to make sure no one thought of Josh Williams. And he helped, holding up structural supports, pulling cars out of pile-ups, entering burning buildings that would have killed a normal man.
When the insane "Dr. Destroy" took credit for the 'quakes and demanded a ransom Josh rode along with the police to help out with the collateral damage that was sure to follow. Josh never expected to be the one who destroyed the earthquake machine, taking the full brunt of an earthquake himself.
After that the police called him up on an anonymous beeper for confrontations; situations that SWAT usually handled. Josh was invaluable when dealing with other super-powered beings, especially with the bullet proof ones and the ones dumb enough to get into hostage situations. No one called him "Kid" anymore. Now it was "Mr. Freedom," or just "Freedom."
Not all the super folks Josh ran into turned evil. There was a real fortune teller who used his powers to become incredibly rich in the stock market. There were a few vigilantes running around who were actually doing some good. And there was one super girl that Freedom hadn't really met yet, but she made the front page a couple times already.
Things didn't really change until last year fighting another mad scientist. The police had tracked Dr. Sinister back to his laboratory where he had developed a serum that gave ordinary people temporary powers, but usually disfigured them in the process. In the fight Josh collared the evil genius handily, but was doused in the chemical. No one knew how it would affect some one who already had powers. Josh was never disfigured from it but no other powers had appeared yet.
His mind wandered back to the present as he finished his steamy shower. Today he had an econ quiz he wanted to ace, that's where his mind needed to be.
Josh openned one eye and glanced at the source of the offending sound. The alarm clock was lying again, he didn't sleep long enough to have to get up now. Slowly, almost of its own accord, a hand reached out from under the blankets, hovering over the evil clock and suddenly slamming down, eliminating the awful sound for all eternity!
Josh blinked, his eyes focusing on his hand, slowly realizing that he'd smashed the plastic thing into pieces. Josh got up, rubbing his eyes, hoping against hope that he was still dreaming. Josh stared at his nightstand. There were little bits of black plastic all over it too.
"Aw shit. Not another one." Josh sighed and noticed for the first time that he was wearing a red and blue spandex shirt that displayed his incredible physique rather well. He could feel the spandex on his legs too. Josh had slept in his costume last night.
"Look at it this way Josh," he muttered to himself as he got out of bed, "at least you didn't sleep in your mask tonight."
Josh stripped out of the spandex suit and wrapped a towel around his waist, grabbed his shower stuff and headed to the floor bathroom. He was the only freshman on his floor at Metro U. to get up at six a.m. and get ready for classes. No one was EVER up at six so it was the perfect way to hide his sculpted body.
Josh wasn't a mega-geek, like Clark Kent or Peter Parker or any of those other comic book alter-egos. He was actually at Metro U on a full baseball scholarship. There's no baseball player in history who looked like Josh; he had a body Adonis would envy.
Josh thought about his life while he showered. His powers had surfaced during puberty. He was incredibly strong, fast, and all but invulnerable. No one knew why, and he didn't try and hide it from his parents like in all those stupid comic books he loved as a kid. Together they decided that he'd become a baseball player.
He never really thought about being a crimefighter. Sure, in the comics Spiderman goes out stopping evil, and Superman is a one man anti-crime wave. But Josh didn't have a mythical spider sense or all the resources of the Daily Planet to alert him to crime. He wasn't going to be able to deduce a criminal's location while he was studying trig either.
Then came the earthquakes. Six of them in as many days when they hadn't had earthquakes around there in over a century. That's when Josh and his parents decided it was time he donned a mask and an outrageous costume and went out and helped people. Red and blue spandex with a white star on the back, while wearing Reeboks, he took the name, "Kid Freedom." The idea was to make sure no one thought of Josh Williams. And he helped, holding up structural supports, pulling cars out of pile-ups, entering burning buildings that would have killed a normal man.
When the insane "Dr. Destroy" took credit for the 'quakes and demanded a ransom Josh rode along with the police to help out with the collateral damage that was sure to follow. Josh never expected to be the one who destroyed the earthquake machine, taking the full brunt of an earthquake himself.
After that the police called him up on an anonymous beeper for confrontations; situations that SWAT usually handled. Josh was invaluable when dealing with other super-powered beings, especially with the bullet proof ones and the ones dumb enough to get into hostage situations. No one called him "Kid" anymore. Now it was "Mr. Freedom," or just "Freedom."
Not all the super folks Josh ran into turned evil. There was a real fortune teller who used his powers to become incredibly rich in the stock market. There were a few vigilantes running around who were actually doing some good. And there was one super girl that Freedom hadn't really met yet, but she made the front page a couple times already.
Things didn't really change until last year fighting another mad scientist. The police had tracked Dr. Sinister back to his laboratory where he had developed a serum that gave ordinary people temporary powers, but usually disfigured them in the process. In the fight Josh collared the evil genius handily, but was doused in the chemical. No one knew how it would affect some one who already had powers. Josh was never disfigured from it but no other powers had appeared yet.
His mind wandered back to the present as he finished his steamy shower. Today he had an econ quiz he wanted to ace, that's where his mind needed to be.
