7:35 A.M. East Brooklyn, New York (That is the middle)
"In my dreams I fly. I soar unfettered and serene, laughing at gravity and at care. The clouds embrace Me as a friend and the wind lazily tousles My hair. I lose myself in the blazing yellow sun and the baby blue sky. I feel as if I was free from all the stress, from all the vile complements that was slurred at me by the 'Homo Sapiens'..... And then the noise... The harsh, insistent jangle that shreds my peace... And that drags me violently back to the place I call earth once more...."
"ZINNNNNNNNGGGG!!!! ZINNNNNNGGGG!!! ZINNNN-- CLUNK!!!" Victor Stane awoke from his peaceful slumber like He does every morning -- Smashing His alarm clock into little bits and pieces and let Jarvis clean it up for him. The blazing light from his window stabs at Victor's eyes and He begins to feel heavy and worn-in like an old pare of sneakers that had ran around the world a couple times and didn't stop. His body was sore, His muscles ached with the pain from former battles and scars were jaggedly carved along His body like it was sculpted there and chiseled His muscular form to the absolute perfection. His face is lined and weathered from battle, His nose flared and eyes that gave off a blind white soulless gaze that looked as If you were starring into some spiritual light.
"Man, I need a Vacation..." Victor sluggishly spoke to himself as He stood up from his bed, walked over at a slow pace to His bathroom sink and opened his small ebony medicine cabinet and grabbed two pill bottles from the glass shelve. He opened them both quickly, grabbed about three or four from each bottle and popped them all into His mouth and swallowed them with ease. As He swallowed the pills, He grabbed a open whiskey bottle that was right next to the sink and took a huge swig from the bottle and slowly put it down on the counter.
"If only my team mates knew about -- No I shall not dwell on that topic" Victor thought to Himself as slowly this black shiny goo creeped ever so slowly from the back of his neck and formed globs of the substance on various parts of his body. Until He was fully covered by the Blackish blue and silver goo and it formed the suit of mysterious and dashing superhero known as Captain Universe. The Captain was the only member of the Avengers who never truly revealed His secret identity and by the looks of it, that wasn't going to be happening anytime soon. Out of all the other members of the team, He was the strong silent type who likes to get the job done without casualties or injuries of Innocent bystanders. He's even been called 'Mr. Softy' by Thor due to the fact that Thor sees him as a gentle giant but to the others He's 'The Capt'.
"Listen Victor one of these days your gonna have to tell them, I know that Admitting that you have problem is hard but -- One day their gonna find out about you, and I have a Bad feeling that you will not like their reaction to your little 'Problem' there" Victor was walking out His bedroom door when He heard from inside His head His own personal voice of reason, The Uni-power. The Uni-power is source of Victor's powers, once the Uni-power bonds with the person It becomes their own voice of reason.
"When that day comes I hope that someone has mercy on me..." Victor thought to himself as He walked out toward the kitchen, went over to the coffee pot with the cup that He grabbed over by the pot and poured Himself some coffee. After He preceded to get His own coffee, He sat down over by the television on the counter and turned the TV on with His telekinesis and decide to watch some of the news until a young Teleporter came up behind him and caused Him to spill His hot coffee on His lap and the counter.
"OW! My coffee! I just poured this too!" Victor yelled as He gave the teleporter a dirty look.
"Si vis pacem, para bellum - If you wish peace, prepare for war" -
Italian proverb