September 30th, 2118. Derek Saint hangs upside down inside Saint Manor reading in his study, in only a few days' time his intelligence, speed and strength had increased tenfold. Wilfred, in the last six days, had cared for his every need even more so than in the last 28 years of his life. "Sir Saint Industries's stock has gone down by 2% over the course of your disappearance." Wilfred informed Derek, Derek's green feral cat eyes pierced into Wilfred. "Everything should settle itself out soon, Wilfred, I am missing according to the papers." Derek said. His voice had changed as well as his appreance. He was about to turn the page from his book when a news bulletin flashed across the big screen TV in Derek's study. "Costumed Freaks with superpowers, myth? Or science experiment gone wrong. " The news anchor Chet Enigma was talking, and Derek was listening to every word. "There is talk of superpowered criminals hidden below Zimtech, Lester Bizarre and Jared Zimmer are said to be unable to be found for responses to these allegations Valon Garvey their spokesperson had this to say: "Lester Bizarre is a busy man and will answer all questions in due time as for Jared Zimmer he has taken a leave of absence, possibly retiring from this field and has left all responsibilities to Lester, Zimtech as a whole cannot find fact to these allegations or have even heard of these superpowered criminals we believe it is another ploy at slander against Zimtech" Valon Garvey finishes talking and the scene goes back to Chet Enigma talking to his audience. "We have sources that also indicate a band of criminals that resemble killer clowns are causing ruckus in our city of New Boston.". And the TV turns to a scene showing glimpses of a man running around New Boston looking like a clown. "Is this myth, or is Zimtech hiding something"? Chet Enigma asks, looking at the camera. "Also, where is our towns billionaire playboy Derek Saint, a successful entrepreneur going missing overnight?"Ladies and gentlemen, Chet Enigma doesn't buy this not for a minute." Chet says as Wilfred shuts the television off. "The public grows in question of you, Sir." Wilfred said. Derek looked at his long hair and bone claws. "Then it looks like it's time to go public again. We don't need questions from the public Wilfred. " Derek said sternly, jumping down from the ceiling. "But Sir, is the public ready for your...changes." Wilfred said as Derek looked in the mirror, examining himself. His hair was overgrown, green, and black. He poked at his fangs. He really did look like an animal. "Well, work it out Wilfred trust me. In fact, I have an idea, get my publicist on the phone. Wilfred went to the phone and started dialing. "What should I say, Sir? Wilfred asked, and Derek smiled. "That Derek Saint will make the photoshoot for the cover of this year's Wild World magazine, i turned it down not too long ago, but im sure that I would be a perfect front cover." Derek responded, flexing his muscle. "Right away sir". Wilfred reluctantly agreed.
October 2nd, 2118 Derek Saint appears on the cover of Wild World magazine, and the city is in an uproar with his new look. "What an animal," a woman says, drooling at a public interview with Derek Saint. He showed off at the photo shoot, flexing muscle, flinging his long green and black hair at the wind, roaring at the camera with all of his breath showing his fangs, provocatively acting out of character for himself. "Derek Saint, we all must know what is with this new look, New Boston is curious and intrigued." A gossip journalist Samantha Castle asked him in an interview on TV. "Well, Miss Castle, In my travels in the last few weeks and seen what other countries have to offer, and I myself as a business man must embody the world if I am to better it". Derek smiled, revealing his fangs to which ladies in the audience fainted. "Okay, and how does it feel to be on Wild World and now one of the most eligible bachelor's in New Boston?" Samantha Castle asked. "Feels pretty damn good," Derek playfully growled at the camera. "Some ladies here think your new look and act, is that of a pure animal care to comment?" Samantha Castle giggled, and Derek took the microphone. "Well, Samantha, I can be an animal.... for the right woman." He winks at the camera, and the audience was in an uproar. "Whoa, whoa, whoa looks like we got a new sheriff in town watch out ladies." Samantha laughed. "Well, be right back." She said, and the feed was cut. "Great story, Derek, we should talk more. Catch up". Samantha said, taking a microphone from her blouse. "Well, there's no better time like the present. How about dinner tonight? " Derek boldly asked her, Samantha Castle blushed. "Well, Mr. Saint so forward, aren't we"? Samantha responded. Derek's fangs flashed at her, and she instantly became a mess of emotion. "Well, tonight then," Samantha said. "I'll have Wilfred pick you up..... say around seven". Derek said, looking at the clock it was now 3:05 in the afternoon. "See you then, tiger." Samantha says, walking away smiling, Wilfred approached Derek. "Told you I would work it out Wilfred". Derek said. "Always right you are Sir, now a concerning matter must be discussed." Wilfred said, pulling out a tablet with a video of Jack Zazz pressing play. In the video, Jack Zazz, a woman in a purple costume and a woman with eight arms, speaks to the audience. "Interesting, Derek, my boy. It's very interesting it doesn't impress me though". Jack Zazz cackles. "How soon before they realize you're a freak just like us? Jack laughed, gesturing to Derek's publicist Valon Garvey tied to a chair with hand cranks attached to either side of his head. "Our boy told us all about you." Jack said as Valon was terrified. "But we had to get it out of him somehow." Jack said as the woman with eight arms spun both cranks until Valons head opened like a Jack-in-the-box spilling his brain out on the floor. "Derek, my boy, you'll never see you're the past. I'm the future, and soon they'll figure out your secret, and you'll be damned like the rest of us. " Jack laughed as Wilfred paused the video. "I intercepted this before it went to any news station. He's taunting you, sir, and seems to know all about your experiment. " Wilfred said, pressing play again, Jack Zazz began to reveal what Derek had done to himself, the Chem X Omega everything. The video ended with Jack Zazz disposing of Garvey's body and huffing gasoline at the same time. "Somethings got to be done about this twisted individual, sir." Wilfred told Derek. "We will figure everything out soon enough, Wilfred. I must be ready for tonight, though. Can you arrange pickup for Miss Samantha Castle tonight at seven? " Derek said. "Certainly Sir". Wilfred responded.
Jack Zazz was cutting victims with ear to ear smiles in the same warehouse where only a few hours before he filmed himself killing Valon Garvey, huffing more gasoline. "You're gonna kill yourself like that," Toxica said, disgusted. "Fuck you" Jack said inhaling more. "Ah, that's so much better." Jack said, raising his face to the sky. "What's our plan Zazz besides you getting high?" Aranya asked. "First, we break into Zimtech and release our comrades, then we take down Saint Industries." Zazz said, catching his breath. "This better be good Zazz, your life depends on it." Aranya said, and Killa is then seen holding a gun to her head. "What's that supposed to mean, huh? Killa asked as she pulled back the hammer of her gun. "Relax poppit," Zazz said sternly, still smiling. Killa lowered her gun. "Now you ladies have to trust a little more. Patience is a virtue." Zazz said, pacing back and forth. "Patience for what, I want what's rightfully mine!" Arayna hollered. "What exactly is yours, Spider Queen?" Killa asked sarcastically. "Revenge on this world, revenge on New Boston for putting me in this position". She said And Aranya began to tell them the story of her mutation, she was a homeless woman caring for her sick sister when Zimtech had offered human trials of various medications, payment was in full over three thousand dollars. Aranya agreed had signed every paper Lester Bizarre had put in her face. Apparently, Aranya had dormant cancerous cells inside her when a black widow's DNA was introduced into her bloodstream, and the DNA bonded with the cancerous cells in such a violent way, it developed into a mutation that swallowed her original skin and made her bones grow horribly poison sacs developed everywhere inside her mouth and she could spin the strongest webs holding over a hundred times her body weight. She suffered in pain for years as Lester Bizarre tried everything, including torture to analyze, which caused her mutation. "I never saw my sister again. I assume she succumbed to her illness." Aranya said, bowing her head. "She will see justice." Toxica said to Aranya. "Strange, I don't remember life before this." Killa said aloud. "But why would I, i love my Jackie," she says, hugging Jack and Jack disgustedly, trying to peel her off of him. "Now, onto the plan." Jack says, gesturing them to walk with him. In the lower levels of the warehouse, a simple school bus sat there. "We won't be quiet with our entrance." Jack cackled, explaining how they would rush Zimtech using codes from Lester Bizarres notebook to release every twisted freak that lied below Zimtech's sublevels. "Toxica, you're tasked with Ian Van Pratt, Aranya with Owen Zane, I'll find B.R.A.I.N.M.A.T.T.E.R, Zazz instructed Toxica Aranya and Killa in every aspect of his plan. Little did he know Jared Zimmer was fighting on the inside to reclaim his body from the violent psychopath.
Around seven in the evening, Wilfred arrived at Samantha Castle's apartment. She was wearing the most extravagant dress anyone had ever seen. After she arrived at Saint Manor, Derek intercepted her, guiding her past various artworks in his front hall. "It's beautiful in here, Derek , so intriguing." Samantha said as they came to the dining room. Wilfred had prepared a dinner of roast duck, potatoes, and corn he had also prepared fresh chicken noodle soup. Derek pulled out Samantha's chair, and they both sat down. "So". Samantha said as the two began to eat. The veins in Derek's hand glowed a neon green, but he shoved his hand below the table before Samatha could see. "So". Derek responded as he awkwardly used his spoon to eat his soup. "You really do look different, Derek." Samantha said. "Well, experiments, I guess dont always go right." He responded, Wilfred walked away from the room nervously. "So it was an experiment." Samantha questioned. "Nothing life-threatening." Derek responded. "Obviously life changing, but for some reason, it fits you." Samantha said. The night went on, and the two found themselves by Derek's fireplace cuddling in the warmth. "You're really warm." Samantha said, feeling Derek's face his body was like a sauna. "I had a really great time with you tonight Sam". Derek said, stroking her hair. "We should do this again sometime. She said the minutes became hours and soon Samantha left for the night. "Has Miss Castle excused herself for the evening?" Wilfred asked. "Yes, Wilfred. Derek responded. "Great sir, because while you were with her, I had some ideas about your certain abilities and thought maybe in my expertise in engineering something could be done." Wilfred said, instructing Derek to follow. They made their way to the bowels of Saint Manor, where Derek was met with a questionable sight. Wilfred had gone to work building thousands of gadgets and gizmos in the small time he had been down there. "Most of these I developed when you first came home after the accident." Wilfred said as Derek picked up a black glove he placed it on his hand, and as he did, his bone claws came from beneath his skin. This time glowing neon green. "Your pores and blood vessels admit a very potent poison, Sir. I feel we should do our best to prevent any mishaps. This glove secretes a third of the poison in your body and distributes it to your claws. "Hell yea, Wilfred, nice work." Derek said, maneuvering his hand inside the glove. "I've also taken the liberty of developing this." Wilfred gestures Derek to a costume, black and green, just like his hair. "Chest plates that regulate your body temperature and adrenaline, through careful analysis of your blood I found the poison in your system creates a steroid all on its own giving you super strength and enhanced agility but overheats your body if overused.". Wilfred explained. "This is so cool. Derek says, feeling up and down the costume. "We don't know the extent of your abilities yet, it's best to be cautious. Wilfred said as the two of them stared at the costume with Derek saying: "Wilfred, you're a genius".