A smoked-filled bar again? You wonder if He was ever anywhere else. But you know better. You walk straight to the back and find Him. He smiles and raises his glass at you and runs his other hand through his Blonde Hair. You sit down and He lights another cigarette. You tried telling him before that it was disgusting. That was the first time He’d told a tale about Himself. About when He beat the Devil himself. Most would have thought Him mad but You just feel this......feeling about Him. That He’s telling the truth. He’s still wearing the Trenchcoat of course. Probably the same one You met Him in. He pauses for a second before speaking. “Back for another tale then? Right. I thought so. I told you about how I joined them Outsider blokes last time right? Just making sure. Right after that one was when our next tale happened.” He stopped again. “There’s a legend. In the halls of Magic that gets whispered a lot. About a town. Some of them say it was Hell on Earth. They were a bit off. It was a powerful place it was. A lot of bad things went down there. And all the anger and rage just......took hold over it. Left the place one of them where Mother’s tell their kids not to roam. Of course. When your on the run it don’t really matter now does it?”


Running. That was all he could think of. They thought he had killed Tommy cause he called his Mom a whore. They wouldn’t have believed him if he told them the truth that he had tripped and smashed his head on a rock. So he ran. Now he was lost in the Desert and all he could think of was Run.....Run as far away as you can. Away from all of them bastards who never believed him and called him Names. Away from all of them. He past the Sign his Mom had always said to never cross. But she was always lying about her “Friends” who stayed in her Room all night and he could hear them and Tommy was right but he was still dead.


He kept running right into the middle of the Town. He finally stopped then and took a look around. Everything was charred and blackened. And there was a weird noise like Whispering right in his ear. But he knew it couldn’t be true what they say about the Town right? He started to look around for a nice place to sleep but all he found was more charred black things. He knew they wouldn’t come here though. They wouldn’t dare cause they were all scared of what they say happened here. That everyone had died in a big fire that someone trying Black Magic did. He didn’t believe it. He knew it was all Bull.


So he kept looking around. But he ended up taking a bad step onto some burned out floor and fell through. He looked around and all he could see was a big circle in red around him. He tried to get up and his leg screamed in pain. He looked and saw there was a big gash running through it. He screamed and nothing happened. No one would come. He started to cry. All he wanted was someone to help him. Someone who could know just what he was thinking and just what he was thinking, Then he heard a voice. From just a bit off. “How the.......Hey........Kid. What did you do?” The source of the voice stepped into view and he screamed. “What are you yelling about?...........oh. Well then. That isn’t fun.” He tried to get away but the Source just seemed to be right beside him. “I know what you want. You want power. And lots of it. For revenge. I know what you did and how. And I can show you how to do so much more." He couldn’t help but think about it. He thought of his Mom.....of how good it felt to watch Tommy die instead of helping. And he took the Man’s hand and was hoisted up.


A second chance. You don’t get that too often. And now was the perfect opportunity for his Revenge too. But he knew he’d need Power as well. And after a second of shifting through so many thoughts it hit him. And he couldn’t help but get giddy over it. A few sacrifices and he’d have all he needed to deal with the Man of Steel and everyone else. “Hey Mister are you coming or not?” Manchester Black smiled and felt some more flesh fall off of his half-decomposed face. He started to follow the Boy and thought of just what he was going to do to each and single “Hero” there was. Starting with those with the power of Magic.