Valcum; the begining of a hero

this is a tie in for my other story Bright Light.

“Barkeep, Whisky”

“Sir I think you’ve had eno….”

“NOW!”

The shot glass slid across the bench to rest in the drunken hand of James

“Bright Light’s no hero!, his a villain in disguise!”….. “If I had my way he would be stood on top of the tallest building and shot” the picture of his little girl in her locket sat on the counter covered in drunken tears

A shadow fell over him

“Excuse me sir?” the voice boomed “I’m sorry but I am going to have to ask you to leave”

“Get lost lurch”

The vice like grip lifted him out of his seat with ease

“I said get up and get out!”

The kick to the groin caught the bouncer by surprise

“Get ya damn hands off me ya wanker”

“I said …… LET ….. ME ….. GO!” Valcum’s elbow slammed into the side of the bouncers head

The bouncers face turned red and a vein appeared on his neck “NOW YOU’RE GONNA GET IT YA DRUNKEN PRICK!”

James suddenly felt as though he was a ragdoll as he was thrown across the room landing with a thud against the wall leaving a massive dent in it

Although he was drunk James flipped up with enough force to shake the ground

“I AM GONNA KICK YOUR F*****G A*S” the scream came from James as he flew across the room landing with a drop kick against the bouncers chest, this made the bouncer’s body act like a trampoline which sent James flying back the way he came.

 

“Blake Richards?, this is officer Whiker”

“Yes this is Blake, how may I help you officer?”

“Mr Richards are you friends with a Mr James Valcum?”

“What’s he done this time?”

“Mr Richards your friend is down at the station he has gotten himself drunk and in the past hour started a brawl between himself and a bouncer at willies bar”

“How bad is the bouncer’s injuries officer?

“It sounds like you knew this would happen? the bouncer is in critical condition”

“Yes officer I thought this might happen, James has mixed martial arts training he knows every martial art there is”

“I’ll say, it took twenty of us to take him down including Tasers”

“Let me apologise for my friend’s behaviour, see he has just lost his daughter, she was killed when Bright Light tried to save her”

“Jenna Williams?”

“Yes officer, Jenna Williams Valcum.”

 

“You’ve got to stop drinking Jimmy”

“Don’t call me Jimmy and there’s no problem with me drinking”

“Do you not realize that a man is in critical condition because of you?”

James’s house came into view, a rundown old laboratory that smelled like a zoo mixed with a pub

“Nice house”

“Back off dickhead” warned James

“Come on man it’s a joke, you take life to seriously”

The double doors of the rundown building swang open with ease, just as Blake entered the room a flock of birds flew towards him, a murderous look in their eyes.

“Stand down… friend,” the birds landed with a metal on metal sound on the ground.  

On closer inspection Blake realised the birds were mechanical the only indicating of this though was the red eyes the birds possessed

“You are one deranged human being Jim….”

“I said don’t call me Jimmy, its James!” the slap sent Blake writhing in pain on the ground

“Ok man ok! Sorry”, “look Jenna wouldn’t want this, she loved all your experiments, remember that one with the exploding snail she loved that, but now you have almost destroyed your lab.”

“Yes I remember the exploding snail, she may have loved it, but Claire didn’t, the day Jenner walked in with no eyebrows was the day Claire had it with me and took Jenna, shouting at me about how I am too dangerous to be a father, I was only aloud to see Jenna in a padded room I may have had my mind about me but they treated me like I was insane.”

“But at least you got to see her they could have taken her away from you”

“In one way they did……. DON’T TOUCH THAT!”

“What is this?”

“It’s a grenade”

“Doesn’t look like one?”

“That’s because it’s filled with electricity, give it here”

As James reached for the device he accidently knocked it out of his friend’s hand

“S**T!”

As it fell to the ground the ting of metal on concrete, set the explosive the next bounce would set off the grenade Valcum’s reflexes flew into action his hand scooped under the grenade and pegged it across the room

“DOWN!” he shouted

The whining started very low in pitch and slowly got higher until.

TISSSSSSSS electricity flew in every direction one bolt hitting James square in the chest throwing him into a wall
“JIMMY!!”

James’ limp body sat in a heap at the bottom of the wall

Another whine was heard, Blake took cover under the table

This time there was no explosion instead James’ body shook wildly

As he sat up James saw the pattern of scars tracing down his arms

“You prick”

 

Hector Kjaswkie’s journal, date 13^th of June 2013.
Every attempt to bring back the extinct race of our fellow creatures, the dinosaurs have been unsuccessful, every creature I have created have been a disgrace. My machines have given birth to creatures of nightmares, luckily they only last a couple of hours before dying. My funding has been cut off as of now I am out of the job I have just enough money to try once more. And so I will mix every bit of DNA, hopefully this will be successful.

 

“Hey sparky I just want to go into the bank for a sec ya coming?”
“Yeah sure”
As Blake and James walked into the bank they could see the look of sheer terror on the faces of everyone in the bank and James realised that the stimuli for the emotions was right behind him as he turned, James felt the impact of the butt of the gun hitting him in the face.
“GET YOUR BODIES ON THE FLOOR AND YOUR ARMS IN THE AIR!” the bank robbers seemed like they had been pulled out of Grease dressed in leather and jeans there gloves reached half way up their arms.

“I SAID ON THE F*****G GROUND NOW!”

Each gunman had his ak-47 pressed against someone’s head

“Good morning ladies and gentlemen we are now your hosts for the next hour my name’s Sinner and I would like you to know if you have any questions or anything to say keep it to yourself, else I will blow your damn brains over the wall heheheha.  We are here to make a withdrawal of let’s see all the bloody money in this fine building heheheheha…….. BLOW THE BLOODY SAFE BOYS!”

These explosives were specialized, when they explode they made no noise and the only shaking that was done was when the safe door hit the ground.

“Load the money into my chopper”

“Jimmy….” The whisper came

“Jimmy….? James…..? Valcum?”

“What?” James answered as he wiped his hand over his temple to get the blood off his face 

“Use that electric grenade you made?”

“No it’s still in prototype stage”

“Bright Light isn’t here; we need help, use it”

“If I use it, I won’t just kill those robbers but everyone in the room, no I am not gonna use it unless I know we are all gonna die, and plus Bright Light’s not a hero Blake he’s a cold blooded killer, something’s wrong? look”

As he said that a robber ran up to Sinner and whispered in his ear

“Bright Light’s here boys! I want him dead” after saying this he ran to his helicopter leaving his criminal friends to die.

“Hey sparky can ya see him”

“No I can’t and don’t call me sparky” James hissed

The blood splatter hit James on the face “there he is” he growled as he wiped the red liquid off his face

FLASH everything goes white and all James could hear was the panicky screams of the criminals

When the vision comes back, the cops are walking amongst the dead bodies of the criminals.

“Hey sparky have you ever seen him?”

“Who!? And don’t call me sparky, Jimmy or Jim its James!”

“Bright Light? Have you ever seen him?”

“No of course not, there are only two people I know that have seen him, one’s in the morgue and the other one doesn’t talk to me anymore”

“Why don’t they talk to you?” …… “James why?”

“Leave it Blake”

“Come on James why?”

“Because my daughter was killed by the so called hero and I wasn’t there to help her!”………………. “Now leave me alone”.

 

Hector Kjaswkie’s journal, date 17^th of June 2013.

The experiment was unsuccessful, the DNA mixed and turned into a vapour. My lab partner has become very sick; I now spend my time thinking of an antigen to cure his symptoms. He spends his time writhing and screaming in pain. Everything I have done has influenced mankind in a negative way; I have started to regret studying cloning. I have sealed myself, my partner and the mist in my lab…….. What have I done?

The lab was in taters when Blake came to visit
“Sparky ya here?”
“Yeah out the back what do you want?”

“Came to check up on ya, you ok man?”

“Yeah fine. Come have a look at this”

As Blake walked around the corner James held up a hunk of metal
“what is that?”
“I like to call it a lightning shield, put this on anything that attracts lightning and this thing will protect whatever it is on, be it a pole to a human being”

“Yeah….. umm ok cool. If you’re sure you’re ok I will go, I need to go shopping ya need anything?”

“No, goodbye” James voiced this over his shoulder as he walked off with the shield 

 

Hector Kjaswkie’s journal, date unknown

I have been locked in my lab so long I have no idea what the date is. Every electronic device has been shut down thanks to the EMP the lab set off just in case the mist could travel through electronics. My lab partner has died, just as I figured out a cure. I have begun to exhibit the symptoms he had. I will use it on myself maybe after my body becomes used to this gas, I will be able to destroy it.

 

The grass around James swayed violently in the storm. Water was pouring down soaking him. He felt the chill of the home made shield. From time to time the sound of thunder cracked, sending dogs into a barking frenzy. The rumour of bright lights death ran through his head. And he told himself justice was done. He was brought out of these thoughts by his phone buzzing signalling that the storm front was right above him. “No risk, no reward” James told himself, with this he jolted his arm in the air. As a minute passed he thought that maybe it wasn’t going to work but then he felt a searing pain in his arm as the metal melted to his skin, he could feel his blood vaporize, He felt his ear drum burst and reform and then he passed out. He woke the next morning to an unusual sound. As he opened his eyes he was welcomed by a strange sight; the world around him seemed to pulse, so many different smells flooded his consciousness overpowering his sense of smell. As he stumbled to his feet he saw the shield and noticed the connection which had fused itself with his arm.

 

The doors of the lab flew open as Blake’s body slammed against it

“James what’s happened… Oh, what have you done to yourself?”

James spun on the spot revealing his eyes which glowed a bright blue around his pupils

“I don’t remember the last thing I recall; I was picking up this shield to test it… oh wait a second I need to close…”

As he muttered the word the metal of the shield slid itself into a tiny square which sat on the metal frame that held the shield to his arm.
“Dude!” Blake shouted “what was that?”

“The shield is voice commanded, whatever caused it to fuse, might have left the electronics alone” he answered

“Open?” James queered

As James expected, the shield slid open

“Dude ya gotta go to the hospital?”

“Not going to happen, Blake. I’ll be fine”