September, 19 2118. Jared Zimmer walked the streets of New Boston, far from his home in RavenWharf, he searched high and low for something to fill his time. When an officer stopped him. "Excuse me you seem lost" The officer said to him. "Yea just trying to find Saint-Industries" Jared said to the officer, then the officer recognized him: "You're Jared Zimmer from ZimTech, what are you doing all the way out here your company merged with Saint-Industries right"? the officer asked. "We'll it wasn't made public but i was relieved at my position at ZimTech, im here to see an old friend" Jared said. "Oh well thats too bad, Mr.Saint im sure is at his office if you take a right here and keep walking straight, you'll get there". He pointed past the buildings in the direction of Saint-Industries. "Thanks" Jared said waving to the officer and walking down the street. When Jared arrived at Saint-Industries Derek Saint was standing there, now Derek was a muscular guy about the age of twenty-nine he stood a foot taller then Jared. "Hello old friend how have you been keeping up". Derek said shaking Jared's hand, Jared tried to hide his concern from Derek but it was picked up on right away. "Something troubling you old friend" Derek said and he and Jared walked through every sector of Saint-Industries passing by various projects eventually coming to Derek's office. "I don't think you are aware my friend i was axed from my own company" Jared said, Derek wasn't the least bit surprised. "I know, they axed you for some projects Lester signed off on thats why i canceled the merger as of yesterday". Derek said, this brought shock to Jared as he sat down in the chair in Derek's office. Derek handed him a glass of whiskey and Jared sipped casually. "You know old bean there's some projects coming up i might need your assistance with". Derek said putting his glass on the desk. "Yea"? Jared responded. "Yea its supposed to be on a need to know basis but we've created something that could revolutionize the health industry". Derek said. "Certain genes inside our blood causes certain mutations, i feel if we can tap into those mutations we might find that humanity can live a lot longer". After Derek had finished Jared stood up. "Derek mutations"? "Isn't that a little extreme, playing with the human genome"? Jared asked sipping his drink once more. Derek puts his hands on Jared's shoulders. "It is dangerous which is why I'll need your help we have no people for human trials and i wanted to ask". Derek says looking at Jared. "You want me to be a human lab rat"? Jared questions looking at Derek in disgust. "No, No old friend i would never ask that of you, my company needs this serum to be created and tested a lot of benefactors are waiting for results, and unfortunately im put in a position". Derek said, Jared's eyes widened as he began to know what Derek was speaking of. "You're going to test it on yourself, Derek you could die". Jared says concerned. "Just think it over Jared, if this works it could put both of us on top again". Derek said shaking Jared's hand. "I promise you wont regret this" Jared heard Derek's words on the way home. Jared then went down a dark alleyway, and Jared found himself fading out of existence once more.
"Derek Saint needs help"? Jack said mockingly, "Pretty boy got enough money why does he need more"? Jack asked himself as he used a crowbar to pull open an abandoned factory. "Looks like this place could use a little TLC" He laughed, walking inside. He quickly found the generator restoring power to the factory. A gang of thugs who had been hanging out there looked upon Jack. "Its not Halloween yet Bozo" One of them laughed. "Oh jokes, i like a good joke" Jack said smiling sitting down, another gang member stepped up raising a machete to Jack's neck. "Oh yea tell me one" He said pressing the blade against Jack's neck, Jack could feel the cool metal against his jugular but still continues smiling. "I got a good one" Jack says, reaching into his pocket pulling out a small plastic gun. "Whats this"? they all said starting to laugh the one with the machete backs away in hysterics. "Oh its a nice little toy this is" Jack said playing with the plastic barrel. He then points it at one of them. "Where you get that at the party store"? One of them falls over laughing. "Good, good laugh its fun isn't it"? Jack says the smile never leaving his face. He then points the gun at one thug's head pulling the trigger and in five seconds flat, the thug's head exploded from the gunfire. The gang then looks at Jack raising their machetes to him, and as they did Jack raised his plastic gun, firing on all of them except one their leader. He started to back away. "Hey listen man you can have this place if you want, we didn't mean nothing by what we said" He said terrified. "Oh but you had jokes, tell me one now". Jack comes closer to the thug. "Hey man, come on man". The thug says backs into a corner gesturing Jack to put the gun down, he doesn't give the thug the time of day. "Come on man i got kids im out here for them you can understand that right"? He asked as Jack put the plastic gun to his head. "Come on man, please, please don't do this have a heart man". The thug cries as the gun clicks and the thug stands there unharmed. "Relax pal i was only kidding" Jack says starting to laugh, the thug nervously laughed alongside Jack then the minute the thug turned his back, Jack shot him in the head causing the back of his skull to be exposed the thug fell to the floor. "Well pal looks like i wasn't" Jack sneered at the dead thug, searching their pockets, dragging them all off and throwing them in the river by the factory. Jack looks around the abandoned factory. "Looks like we're gonna have a lot of fun here" Jack cackled turning on the factory machines and starting to create horrid machinations.
Jared found himself waking up at 6 am the next morning, his head hurt like he had just been in a car accident. A knocking was heard at his front door, he struggles to get out of bed and the knocking becomes louder, Jared falls on the floor tripping over dirty clothes. "Mr.Zimmer"! a voice yells banging on the door. Jared makes it to the front entrance opening, the door creaks open and Jared is staring at Detective Gaines from the New Boston Police Department. "Mr. Zimmer haven't caught you at a bad time have I"? He asks. "No but i would ask what an officer is doing ringing my bell at 6am". Jared says sarcastically. "Hate to bother you Mr.Zimmer but was wondering if you know anything about this Jack Zazz character"? Gaines questioned. "Who"? Jared asked. "Real psycho Mr. Zimmer" He said, "Please call me Jared" Jared responds. "Jared, this guys pretty messed up killed a few people, bombed a crime syndicate eye witnesses claim he was last seen in this specific area so pardon my questioning". Gaines said. "Listen I've had a long day yesterday and honestly its not something I've heard about". Jared responds. "Well whatever the case, this man has made a public threat against Derek Saint and New Boston, i hear you two are close friends". Gaines said pulling out a tablet with a screen, hitting play on a video Gaines shows it to Jared: In the video a man is shown, but his face isn't visible to the camera the only thing visible is the crimson red suit the man wore. "Hello Everyone" the man says on screen, his voice seemed familiar to Jared but he couldn't place it. "I've had some fun being a part of your city New Boston, but some people want to keep ole Jackie boy down" "People like Derek Saint rich boys and their little toys, never had to slave away in some company for years, no Mommy gave you that spot didn't she Derek, DIDN'T SHE"!? The man stops talking for a moment Jared could see that whoever this was, wasn't right in the head, the man continues talking: "Derek why don't you do us all a favor try that formula and kill yourself" The man cackled in delight, Jared became uneasy only he and Derek knew of that project, the video continued: "If you don't kill yourself with that formula Derek, and rich boys like you still hold onto all the power in this city im going to blow up New Boston including you Derek my boy, Mr.Saint Mr.High and Mighty". The man laughed smacking himself in the face multiple times and the video ended. "That was kinda crazy" Jared said to Gaines. "I agree, if you know anything Jared don't hesitate to call. Gaines handed Jared his card and slowly walked to his car getting in and driving off with Jared still standing in the doorway.
Derek Saint had watched the video playback on the news in his home Saint Manor, sitting down as his butler Wilfred brought him a cup of coffee, Derek smelled the rich aroma taking a sip the warm Colombian flavor flew through his taste buds. "This man seems obsessed with you sir" Wilfred said looking at the screen as the video played back of the crazy man smacking himself in the face, Derek took a sip of his coffee his eyes never leaving the television. "He's delusional Wilfred, he thinks im the reason the world is messed up". "Rich Boys and their toys"Derek said. Derek then gets up. "Tonight without Jared's help ill administer the formula to myself". He says getting up and grabbing his coat. "Do be careful though sir" Wilfred said waving as Derek entered his sports car driving away from Saint Manor. On the drive Derek gets a call from Jared's ex wife. "Derek hi its been so long" she says over the phone. "Priscilla hey" Derek said smiling. "I hope im not disturbing you i know you're a busy guy" Priscilla said, "No your not disturbing me whats up"? Derek asked. "Its about Jared, he's taken the divorce really hard and i know i left without saying a word but im worried about him". She says. "Our cleaning lady says it's like he vanishes from the house at almost all hours of the day since he lost his job and when she sees him, hes dazed or confused, im afraid he's on drugs or something". Priscilla continued. "Im afraid to even bring Christa there to see him, i don't know whats been happening to him". After Priscilla talked and talked Derek responded turning a corner on the road. "Listen Cilla we've all been friends for a long time, I know Jared, yes he's taken this whole thing hard Cilla, he found the note from the other guy, but listen he's a trooper Cilla and im sure he'll be okay just needs good energy around him, he's not on drugs". Derek said annoyed. "But i never ran off with Brad i just wanted Jared to notice and come home, sit with Christa sometimes, pay some attention to me, and now we're getting divorced this all just really hard". Priscilla said starting to cry on the phone. "Listen ill talk to Jared, this whole thing has gotten way out of hand you love each other im sure as soon as i see him he'll be his regular chipper self". Derek said. "I hope so Derek, i hope you're right" she says. "I know im right Cilla he'll be okay" Derek said driving into the parking lot of Saint Industries.
"Fuck it all" Jack said, injecting morphine into his arm feeling the cool rush of euphoria as he fell back on the couch, he was inside a seedy looking apartment, he then ran his hands through his hair looking at the dozens of addicts that were around him. "Whoa bro slow down, your gonna overdose if you keep doing that" one said his word's slurring, "Did i ask for your two cents"? Jack snarled, continuing to inject more into himself. "Damn thats it" Jack says catching the high once more, Jack then gets up staggering out the door and down the stairs, when he reached the outside cops were surrounding the place, Jack managed to slip away from their slight finding refuge in the alley. High as the clouds Jack made his way toward a bar inside he staggered and fell against tables. "Hey pal take that outside ya freak" The barkeep said. "Oh freak am i"? Jack asked running over to the counter smiling at the barkeep. "Heard about you, Toxica wishes to make your acquaintance" The barkeep points to the back, Jack walks in the backroom to see a gorgeous woman, with purple hair and wearing a purple skintight suit with a gas mask attached to her face, sitting there with her legs crossed. "You must be her" Jack said barely grabbing onto the chair and sitting down. "Yes, you're correct" She says. "And who are you exactly"? Jack laughs Toxica gets up grabbing Jack by his throat, gas starts to pour off of her body. "Interesting" Jack says touching the curvature of her body to which Toxica smacks his hand away. "Toxic gas, comes from my sweat glands now, ever since the accident" Toxica says, and she begins to tell Jack the tale of a genetic experiment at ZimTech gone wrong. "Man named Lester said he would cure the cancer in my lungs and other organs, wound up turning it into a mutation that created cancerous gas, shifted molecules and i became vapor instead of a solid". She continues her body slightly turning to smoke. "Its so hard to keep this solid form, and this suit keeps my body from dissipating" Jack looks at her in delight. "Im assuming you aren't the only one" He says inquisitively. Toxica nods her head in agreement. "There are several mutants from ZimTech that are in hiding". She says. "So why come to me"? Jack responds with a question. Toxica twirls her hair with her finger flirtatiously, "You're not exactly normal yourself Jack Zazz The Clown, you know thats what they are calling you." Jack smiles a heinous smile: "Think i care what they call me sweetheart im here to send a message of chaos". She laughs as she and Jack talk through the hours and into the night.