A child genius I was. My life was before me. I could have been president of the United States. Born in San Francisco as an only child I hoped for the best.
Then that happened. I can't begin to tell you the wave of emotions I had. I was bullied and shy one day and the next I could take on the world.
I told my parents. That was not a good idea. I was immediately whisked away to an asylum and I was constantly assessed. My time with the Sentient Protoplasm Against Colonial Encroachment was small but the damage it's done on my life was astronomical. They all tell me it was a dream, but it was not.
That was twenty seven years ago. Now I'm in my late thirties and far larger than the normal person. I walk down the street and people mock my glasses. hey four eyes. Seriously, who the hell still uses that? I knew a duck with four arms and one eye and he was the best damn fighter I have ever saw. A duck. A DUCK. Can you believe that? They didn't. I did.
What about other animals? They all pale in comparison to the Captain. Bucky, Captain Bucky O'Hare. Mutants, aliens and toads daren't go to him. Then there was the amazing Jenny. That's when I realised a woman could kick ass.
How will I fight? How do I cope? How will it end? I just want to go back to the aniverse where I was a hero. Before that, I will fight in WZCW and I will show that the legend of Willy DuWitt will never....
A LOUD EXPLOSION TAKES PLACE. Willy is thrown to the floor as he looks up and sees a silver robot with one eye.
It can't be?
Calamity and Woe!
Blinky?
Willy looks into the eye of the robot as the glance is shared.
I've found him Captain!
Scene to black.