Chapter 2: HARD WORK...

All of 17 years of age. Incorrectly trying to f*** with time . Apparently that's what kids do now. He had Just finished killing his father. He grew up in an abusive home, With a mother that didn't care about him and a father that I cared too much. Always trying to mold him into his own image. It's all that much only only problem was. They weren't the same's father, a macho Man, biggest baddest motherfucker around ,and his son A shy child who preferred to keep to himself. Neil had always felt alone even after becoming greatly interverted at the beginning of high school. He was popular but even among a crowd. He felt like he was by himself. Stressful school life combined with an abusive home. Finally, just pushed him over the edge 1 day. Waiting till his father got home. He's surprised and shooting him in the skull with his own gun. His pink brain matter splattering the walls in a glorious crimson red." Finally" Neil screamed "no more abuse, no more painNo more making up excuses for bruises you gave me, no more wearing long sleeves just to hide the cuts and slices. It's finally over neal Said with a sigh of relief before all the sun hearing the blairing Is sirens of a police car, What do you think about living in a Steady people have a habit of not minding their own f****** business. Oalways knows he and someone was sure To have heard the gun shots sprinting out the doorway into the streets you ran out All hope resting on a singular theory Something not even confirmed yet. He put all his hopes and dreams too they could shift Is reality with a thought simply by Simply by moving in a right way A small change is perspective It is all that it would take. 20 minutes pass and yet still nothing happens, panicking as he hears the police moving in on his position. Neil let's out a scream of rage,not caring weather he's heard or not believing himself to already be dead. God dammit why do bad things always happen to me punctuating each word with a slammed fist into the wall,why "punch" can't "punch" you "punch" just "punch" fucking "punch" wor... Neil paused as all the sudden he found himself in the middle of a park.hahaha yes it worked Neil screamed at the top of his lungs,forgetting that he was in a public park,and that doing so would make him look like a fucking werido.unless it was new York city, then they would have just been like "oh hey steve". gathering himself together Neil decides to look around before gasping in surprise "I'm in the Invincible universe,from image comics" Neil was very excited because he had read every invincible issue and was a massive fan.going to a nearby coffee shop he sat down and ordered some food before realizing he was broke, unfortunately he had already eaten his food,a chocolate crossaint and a coffee with enough sugar in it to kill a horse. Panicking he didn't no what to do until he realized he could shift fucking reality on a whim he tried teleworking out working that it wouldn't work when suddenly he was back at the park.no teleporting,no flashy magic just having been here and now being there.after a bit more experimenting Neil realized that shifting reality was a lot like riding a bycle,the less he thought about it the easier it was,no fancy calculations, just deciding to be somewhere else.now this...this is going to be fun Neil thought to himeself.