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How did this day come to be? Surely there was an explanation, there had to be, and yet he simply could not fathom how they had come to pass. There was no bump on his head, it didn't hurt in the least bit. In fact his whole body felt fine, better then fine he felt fantastic. As the man who appeared to be in his mid-twenties sat up on the pavement he took in his surroundings. It was foreign to him, he didn't fully know where he was. It was a dark alley that much he could be sure of, and the location was cold, snow adorned the ground everywhere. <br/>
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<i>Name, what is it? </i>He thought to himself, unable to remember who he was. In that moment he became scared, frustrated, and felt very alone. There were cars driving by, an occasional person walking, he was glad he knew what the objects were that made him feel slightly better. With a burst the young man pushed himself up and soon found himself looking at the rooftops of the adjacent buildings, and fear overtook him as he came crashing down. The landing though did not hurt, not in the slightest as he put a dent in the pavement. <br/>
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"That was fucking sweet." </span>He said outloud, completely unaware that there was even an observer present. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff00ff">"You should be more careful." </span>Boomed out a loud deep voice behind him. As the young man turned around he saw a silver and blue spandex clad man with a flowing cape and a funny Zorro like mask.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0000"> "I am sorry, I didn't know, I don't know a lot of things..</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff8000">."</span> before he had a chance to finish the superhero cut him off.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff00ff"> "I know, I know what happened, I saw the whole thing, and I know how to help you, if you want it."</span><br/>
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The young man nodded,<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0000"> "of course, anything to get my memories back." </span>The blue jean, black hoodie dressed man walked closer to the man dressed as a superhero. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff00ff">"Be careful what you wish for." </span>The man said as he took the young man by the hand and began to fly, though as he did so they were suddenly turned invisible. It was odd to not see himself though he knew exactly where he was. They flew over the city, its unfamilar terrain still boggled his mind until they came to what looked like an abandoned building. <br/>
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After a series of hallways, stairs, elevators, and rooms, all of which ensured he was effectively lost they came to a chair that looked like something one would find in a hair salon complete with the top for women's hair. It was there he sat down, and then his mind went black, all memory of what had just happened disappeared in a haze as his world came back to him.<br/>
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He was Hugo Granz, a 25 year old homeless man who had the best of intentions but constantly fell victim to the worst of circumstances. His parents were deceased, left him with huge piles of debt that selling their house barely put a dent in. Some identity theft and a few scams later and he was drained of all cash. He had been forced to drop out of college, and lacked most basic skills to survive. He knew how to fight, he had taken mixed martial arts classes since he could walk, his father had wanted it, and Hugo loved it. <br/>
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Then the memories of today came forth, he had been mugged, a dark mysterious figure had done it, or was that really what happened? In fact the more he thought about what happened the more he realized the person standing before him now resembled the mugger who had drugged him, injected a needle into his body.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0000"> "You, why?" </span>He asked blunty.<br/>
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The masked hero did not expect to be so easily reconized, but he remained calm and collected. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff00ff">"Because I see a lot of good in you, the genes were inside you, I simply helped them surface. Use your powers for good, and I suggest you get a secret identity." </span><br/>
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Hugo laughed,<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0000"> "thanks, but I am a nobody, maybe I will just make a gig out of this superhero thing, someone must be willing to pay for it." </span>His thoughts weren't on being a mercenary for hire or even extortion, surely the government would pay for protection though. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff00ff">"Don't count on it." </span>The man replied.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0000"> "So what do I call you anyways?" </span>The hero didn't miss a beat as he responded while helping Hugo out of the contraption. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff00ff">"Silver Knight. I will be around, but this city could use more heroes." </span><br/>
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Indeed Chicago was becoming a cesspool of mob bosses and crime sprees. It was like Al Capone had been raised from the dead and the city was suffering mightly. There were even superpowered villains and they were hell bent on destruction, corruption, or had their own vendettas against the heroes themselves. Hugo followed Silver Knight out the door which ironically led straight to the lobby they had entered through.<br/>
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Now Hugo was on his own, for the most part at least, and he had no idea what he was truly capable of doing. He walked out into the brisk night air, Silver Knight having disappeared without a word, the young man began the long walk back toward downtown Chicago, ready to see what he was capable of.<br/>
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