Chapter 10

I was currently sitting on a couch inside an abandoned apartment In Gotham city after some hours of searching, and I am now thinking of what to do. I now have super speed and became like that flash guy which means, I am at least not at the bottom in this dangerous world. If things aren't going my way, I could at least escape somewhere else.

I know I am fast but not as fast as that flash guy. Does he exist in this world? I haven't heard anything about him. So the question is, should I be a hero or a villain?

Being a hero is just ridiculous. I wouldn't go out and save anyone just because. What would motivate me to be a hero in the first place? To be the ally of justice? Don't make me laugh. Justice is what I hate the most. To protect my family and loved ones? This one was even funnier. Who is my family? Who do I love? No one. There is no one in this world nor the past one that I ever loved or considered a family. Maybe father, but he betrayed me and turned me in BEFORE I killed him.

To do what's right? What is right and what is wrong? The definition of right and wrong is different for every living being. Who can say what's right is actually right and what's wrong is actually wrong? No one.

Being a villain is more interesting. As my logo states, RB, Rule Breaker. No law will be going unbroken and all laws won't be followed. The danger of being a Villain is high but that's what makes it fun. The danger is always fun.

I looked down at my broken arm which became worse after running through the city to come here and frowned.

I can't do anything with my arms being like this. What to do what to do... That could work.

I remember when I ate that asylum guard's finger and when I ate from the asylum nurse, my body healed and grew stronger. Maybe drinking blood and eating raw human meat heal and strengthen my body.

Deciding on what to do, I stood up and ran out of the abandoned apartment building. I zoomed through the city as a purple blur at a speed of more than 400 mph. I was heading toward where I remembered the Asylum being.

After multiple wrong turns, I finally reached the asylum and looked around the busy place. Police and guards were working hard to put the crazies back into their cage but this won't stop me from doing what I want to.

I looked for the perfect person before seeing guys chasing a patient who escaped his grasp. The patient ran into the alleyway and zoomed into the alleyway before stopping in front of the escaped prisoner.

Before he could react to me appearing in front of him, I did a high kick and liked him as hard as I could on the side of his head. I heard a loud crack as then flew sideways and his head slammed into the wall.

I am so flexible. I felt like I could touch my toe or do a wall split even when being more than 6 feet tall and having this big bulky body.

The asylum guard entered the corner. He saw me standing there, with my body vibrating and purple static electricity appearing around my body. He then looked at the dead patient and was about to run and I said.

"Run. And. You. Die. Stay. And. Answer. My. Question. And. You. Live." I said in a raspy voice.

The man stopped moving and looked at me. "Wise. Choice," I said. "Tell. Me. Where. The. Man. With. Four. Fingers. Bitten. Off. Lives. And. You. Will. Live."

The man immediately spewed out a random address at me before saying. "T-trust me... I was his b-best friend..."

Damn. That betrayal.

"If. You. Are. Lying. I. Will. Find. You. And. I. Will. Kill. You." I said, looking at the man.

Hearing this, he immediately said another address while shaking. Seeing this, I shook my head before kicking a stone that was in front of me as hard as I can. It hit the man right in his ribs and I heard multiple cracks in his ribs. He fell on his knee and started screaming in pain.

Not bothering to finish what I started, I ran away with a purple blur, looking for the second address. I am going to visit an old friend.