OmegaPlatinum Posted August 20, 2010 Share Posted August 20, 2010 May 6, 2010 11:37 AM It was a bright, sunny day. Not a single cloud in the sky. Freedom City, and more specifically, Hanover, looked calm and somewhat serene. A new hero flies over Freedom City like a kid running through the park on a spring day. His name was Kurt Smith, The Sparksmith. This was the first day he had ever truly felt free since he was sixteen-years-old. As Kurt soared through the sky, he reflected on what had been happening in his life. College seemed like a lifetime ago. Classes, clubs, eating lunch with friends... it all seemed so far away, but truth was, graduation was yesterday. He had been out of Columbia University for less than twenty-four hours and he's all ready longing for the "old days." I suppose that's what happens when so much of your life changes within a few hours. Twenty four hours ago I was an average college student with a major in 'space' and a minor in 'International Studies' having lunch with his four closest friends. The next minute, it all started to change... His train of thought stopped. His friend had told him about an old Martial Arts school in Freedom City, and Kurt just found it. Master Lee's School of Self Defense. He landed in front of the door and knocked. As he waited for some sort of response from inside, Kurt took out his phone and responded to a text. Link to comment
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