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Speed Villain: The Fugitive from the Stars

The dark chains around his wrists burned with a cruel, pulsating energy, a constant reminder that he was nothing but a slave. On Zypheron-5, a brutal planet ruled by warlords, Kael-X was bred for war—an experiment, a weapon, a tool. The Zypherian overlords had created him, pushing his body to its limit, granting him speed that defied light and strength that could shatter mountains.

But Kael-X was never meant to be free.

For years, he was forced to fight in the Colosseum of Zorrak, where champions from across the galaxy were pitted against him—gladiators, alien beasts, even machines designed to counter his power. None survived. He was undefeated. Yet, with every battle, he knew he was still a prisoner. A trophy killer for the Zypherian Empire.

Until one day… he ran.

The Great Escape

It was during the Blood Eclipse, when the twin moons of Zypheron aligned, momentarily disrupting the energy field of the Colosseum. The warlords never suspected that even the slightest disturbance in their technology would give Kael-X his opportunity.

With a surge of power, he shattered his restraints and ran—faster than any creature had ever moved. The guards didn’t even have time to react before he was a blur, a ghost vanishing from the arena. The city around him became a streak of neon lights and steel towers as he dashed toward the only thing that could get him off this cursed planet: The Warp Gate.

Blasting through legions of soldiers, Kael-X leapt into the glowing portal, feeling his body stretch and twist as he was hurled through the cosmos.

Arrival on Earth

He crash-landed in a place unlike any he had ever seen. Earth.

A city of towering skyscrapers, vehicles that crawled instead of flew, and people who were fragile beyond belief. They called this place New York City. He emerged from the wreckage of his impact, his body steaming from the atmospheric entry.

Within moments, sirens filled the air. Earth’s warriors—men in blue uniforms with primitive weapons—surrounded him. They shouted commands, telling him to stay down. But Kael-X had spent his life being ordered around, being chained and controlled. He wouldn’t allow it again.

He moved.

Faster than bullets, he dismantled their weapons before they could even pull the trigger. To them, he was a phantom, a force of nature. They fired at where he had been seconds ago, but he was already behind them, disarming, dodging, vanishing into the city’s shadows.

A Villain or a Hero?

News spread fast. Reports of a "super-powered fugitive" tearing through the city filled the broadcasts. People called him a menace, a threat, a villain.

Kael-X didn’t care.

All his life, he had been forced to fight, to kill for the amusement of others. Now, he was free—but the world feared him. Governments sought to capture him, scientists wanted to study him, and those in power wished to control him.

But no one would ever control him again.

He became a legend. They called him Speed Villain, the man who could outrun lightning and strike with the force of a meteor.

Some saw him as a savior—taking down criminals in the blink of an eye. Others saw him as a nightmare—a force too powerful to exist unchecked.

But Kael-X had one mission: To never be a slave again.

And anyone who tried to stop him… would learn what true speed really was.

To Be Continued…

SPEED VILLIAN:The fugitive from the stars

Chapter 8: Race Against Destruction

Kael-X stood on the ruined battlefield, his silver hair whipping wildly in the storm of energy building above him. The Zypheron warship's planetary cannon hummed with deadly power, its core burning like a newborn star.

The air was thick with static electricity, and even though normal humans couldn't perceive it, he could see the light-bending distortions in the sky as the cannon prepared to fire.

Two minutes before everything was gone.

Two minutes to stop the end of the world.

His feet blurred as he launched himself upward—shattering the sound barrier instantly.

Kael-X tore through the atmosphere like a comet, the heat of re-entry igniting the air around him. His eyes locked onto the warship, his mind processing thousands of possible entry points in an instant.

Most people would have hesitated. Most people would have doubted their speed.

The force of his speed alone shattered the outer hull, ripping a hole straight into the ship's interior. The vacuum of space tried to pull him out, but he moved too fast for physics to matter.

Inside, Zypheron soldiers scrambled, their weapons locking onto him.

> "Intruder detected! Eliminate him!"

He moved so fast, they might as well have been statues.

One moment, the guards were standing.

The control room was at the center of the warship, housing the planetary cannon's power core—a pulsing sphere of condensed Zypheron energy, feeding off the planet's magnetic field.

Kael-X skidded to a stop, his boots tearing through the reinforced floor.

The control panel flickered, displaying a countdown in a language only he could read.

The room was reinforced, filled with thick plasma barriers and locked behind encryption walls.

Most beings would take hours to break through.

Kael-X's body vibrated, his molecules moving so fast they phased through solid matter. He pushed himself to impossible speeds, each step causing the air to rip apart behind him.

To an outside observer, he was no longer a person—just a streak of destruction.

The encrypted firewall? Obliterated.

The control system exploded as Kael-X ripped out the main core regulator, sparks and energy dancing around him.

The warship trembled, warning sirens blaring.

The ship's self-destruct system had activated.

He looked around. There was no exit, no clear way to escape before the ship detonated with the force of a nuclear blast.

He gritted his teeth, bent his knees—

And launched himself back toward Earth.

The warship exploded behind him, a blinding white flash consuming the sky.

Kael-X broke through the flames, accelerating toward Earth's surface at speeds that should have torn him apart.

Kael-X slammed into the planet, creating a crater the size of a city block.

For a moment, everything was silent.

A single hand emerged from the rubble.

Kael-X pulled himself up, breathing hard, his body aching.

But as he looked up at the darkening sky, his stomach twisted.

Because in the distance, a new Zypheron fleet had just arrived.