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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

Kael-X stood in the heart of the ruined city, his silver hair swaying in the wind, his face unreadable beneath the curtain of hair that always hid his eyes. Around him, fire raged, buildings crumbled, and the air smelled of smoke and blood. The few remaining humans who had dared to stay behind were either hiding or too foolish to run.

But Kael-X wasn't focused on them.

In front of him stood five figures, each radiating an aura of overwhelming power. They were not ordinary humans. They had taken Compound-X—perhaps too much of it. Their bodies pulsed with unstable energy, their veins glowing with eerie colors. Some had mutated limbs, others had eyes that flickered with strange, unnatural lights.

The leader of the group, a towering man with obsidian-black skin and cracks of molten energy running across his body, stepped forward. His voice was deep, almost inhuman.

"We are the evolved," he said. "The true peak of humanity. And you, Kael-X, will fall before us."

Kael-X didn't respond. He simply raised his head slightly, just enough for the glow of his red irises to shine through his hair.

The battle erupted like a supernova.

The molten-skinned leader lunged first, his fist leaving a trail of burning energy in the air. Kael-X barely shifted his body, dodging with speed too fast for human eyes to follow. The moment the leader's fist missed, Kael-X delivered a counterstrike—a lightning-fast kick to the ribs that sent the giant flying through a skyscraper. The entire structure collapsed, sending shockwaves across the battlefield.

But the others were already on him.

A woman with arms like liquid metal stretched them out like whips, lashing toward Kael-X. He twisted midair, dodging the first strike, but the second whip caught his arm. He felt the strange energy pulsing through it—strong, but still slow in his eyes. He wrenched himself free just as another enemy—a man covered in crystalline armor—slammed a fist toward his skull.

Kael-X raised his arm to block, but the impact was heavier than expected. He skidded back, his feet carving trenches in the ground.

These humans… were actually getting stronger. But I can feel they are going to pay the consequences even if they survive from me

But even with their power, they were still too slow.

In the blink of an eye, he vanished. A sonic boom followed, sending debris flying. The crystalline warrior barely had time to react before Kael-X appeared behind him, driving a fist into his back. The armored man crashed into the ground, his body denting from the force of the blow.

Kael-X didn't have time to finish him off. The molten leader had returned, eyes burning with rage. He opened his mouth—and unleashed a wave of molten energy that could melt through steel.

He twisted through the air, avoiding the deadly flames, but the moment he landed, the liquid-metal woman was already on him. Her arms wrapped around him like constricting snakes, her strength growing with every second.

For the first time in a while… Kael-X felt resistance.

He tensed his muscles, power surging through his veins. Then, with one explosive burst of energy, he tore himself free, sending the woman crashing into the burning wreckage.

He clenched his fists, feeling an unfamiliar energy coursing through him. His eyes flickered.

His heart pounded as he realized—this battle was only the beginning.

This chapter keeps the action intense while hinting at Kael-X's evolving powers.

The Storm of Power