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As I recall, it was the Invisible Hood you killed. He’d semi-retired by then. Moved to Austin, Texas. And… um… wasn't it ’74?
I was not alone. My Powers. My cursed, foul, fierce, dark, dire, wonderful Powers had been as an affliction to me. Separating me from Man. Making me hate Man for his Normalcy and resent him and despise and disdain him. My Heart was as black as my Shadow by this Time. But now... now I was no longer alone. There were others afflicted as me. And One... one I chose.
To live a life everlasting is to value those of a shorter span of years. I've come to see that, of late. But I sense not a jot of remorse for your actions in either of you. And by God, I want you gone from me.
If I recall the moment I became the Shade - the instant - it is just that, a moment in time. But simultaneously in my memory it took years. Cast adrift on an ebon tide. Agony, bliss, icy numbness, conflagrant light, anger, calm. And I became someone new.
*Cough* ... I know we're kindred "shadow" spirits and all... but I have to say, Bete-Noir, you are a bore and a bully. I've killed people for being one or the other in the past, did you know that? Imagine what I'm going to do to you.
And that was when I recalled something Blacksmith had told me... How, to native Australians, the earth, the people, the world... How everything is one within the dreaming. How, in the dreaming, my eternal spirit-child exists, along with everyone's, before birth on earth and after death. It is that part of me that reaches out now.
I'll refrain from the obvious lecture on how one should address one's elders and instead implore you to put an end to these theatrics. Armed, bespoke henchmen at your beck and call. Masonic cabals. I mean, it's hardly original... Like something out of a Bulldog Drummond adventure, or Rohmer.
A pity you're dead, Jack Knight... that you cannot see what I've found. I wonder if... if you had lived, could you have been that which your father and brother never were. The champion this city has deserved and been denied these many years.
It was too much of a task for one man. Even one armed with the power of suns. Luckily Ted Knight had realized this. No one knew it at the time, of course, but Ted had been a true hero then. For the sake of his city, He'd swallowed his pride. And he'd picked up the phone. And made some calls.