[ WP ] You are a super hero with a respectable power . However , the tiresome pressure to always be good wears on you and you slowly become a villain . The only person who notices is your side kick who is not ready to stop you . How does the confrontation end ?

I sat on a high backed chair in a darkened room, the only light coming from a wall full of computer screens. Though the bright light of the monitors didn ’ t show it, the wall behind me was covered in posters from graphic novels and comics. It was hilariously topical, I always thought, to have a wall devoted to the original ‘ supers ’. 
 In a similarly hilarious event, I gained my power of time warp. I could perceive time in differently than normal humans, it traveled slower for me when I wished, and I could interact at a speed I would perceive as normal. All thanks to a barrel full of chemicals from a military convoy that spilled over me in a freak accident on the way to work. 
 The people called me many things, Timecop, Clock Man, Glocken. I always preferred Kronos, and wore an outfit that always called back to that original Titan, The father of all the gods of the greek pantheon. I was in that very same outfit watching the city through the cameras, like an all powerful Big Brother. 
 Karen Walls, better known as R. Hood entered the room and stood in a relaxed pose, waiting for me to give an order, as always dressed in a red hood and armed with a bow. I held up a finger for one last quick scan of the screen and noticed a crime. 
 “ 42nd street, just off the corner of 21st. ” I informed her as we walked to the ‘ Time Machine ’. Not the best name for a Mustang, but Heroes had to be funny every now and again, so it was an easy compromise. 
 “ What ’ s the crime? ” Hood asked, checking her hip mounted quiver of arrows. 
 “ Murder, Mugging, Rape. ” I said grimly. I couldn ’ t save the man, but I could avenge him. We drove to the spot in under a minute, non-warped time. “ Hood, to the roof. Find her. ” I ordered, and like a good soldier she nodded and climbed to the top. 
 I walked at a brisk pace, saving my power so I wouldn ’ t tire myself before a fight, walking down alley after alley before finding my target climbing up the fire escape of one building. 
 “ Widow! ” I called out. “ I was positive I had you locked away at the Big Top. ” 
 “ Sorry Kronos, but the game there is just fruit flies compared to out here. So many big guys to feast on! ” Widow said as she turned to me, her smile all pointy teeth. “ Like you, why haven ’ t you and I got together, huh? ” She twirled her hair and used the same charm that must have gotten her out of the psych ward. 
 With a sigh, I mounted the ladder and climbed to her in under a tent of a second, grabbed her by the throat and took her to the top of the building. Hood waited for me at the top, bow at the ready, but what she didn ’ t know is that I didn ’ t need her bow this time. 
 Widows smile only grey larger and tears rolled down her face as the pain wracked her. “ Oh, that ’ s right, a little rough housing first. I ’ ve been a bad- “ I cut her off with the full extent of my power. I twisted her neck full around and tossed her off the roof, watching as the limp sack of flesh tumbled around the walls and hit the ground with a bloody squelch. 
 “ Wh- what was that? ” Hood asked, her voice still slow to me. 
 “ My resignation. ” I said, walking slowly towards her. She pointed her bow at me now, string pulled fully back. “ I ’ m so tired of this system. I have to follow laws meant for mere men. Lock up people as powerful as me while their victims get put six feet under. ” Hood released the arrow, doing all she could to stop me. I grabbed the arrow from the air and twirled it between my fingers. 
 “ Now, I make the rules. ” I stated, close enough now that I put the arrow back in Hoods quiver. Within a blink, I was gone, back at my base to grab the important stuff. I knew the way the game would work, the comics always played out the same. 
 Hood would replace me, fighting to save her friend from what she must believe is a madness that took root all of a sudden. The city would reel from the news that their Sword and Shield had turned against them. And, in the end, I would be liable to die in some last moment change of heart saving the city from a nefarious plan I had hatched, and would be laid to rest along with my victims, at least what they could find of me. 
 So much better than the alternative, to retire peacefully and have the entire of the super hero world nag me to come out of retirement. As I left the building me and Hood had used for years together, I was saddened only by the loss of her. At an earlier time when I had nearly done what I had just completed, she came into my life and kept me on the straight and narrow. She was the last bit of good I had, and that ’ s why I had to go. 
 Before, she was my sidekick. Now, she would be a hero, the one the city truly needed. 
 Red Robin Hood. 

