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Red Racer Vol. 2 #10-Trick's On You Pt. 1 (App)
"Hey, warden! Ever want to see me use the Force?" James Jesse Jr. yelled at the camera in his cell. A response instantly came.
*krssh* "Not today, Jesse. I have had enough with your...tricks." *krssh*
Jesse mocked a sigh and laid down, messing with the multiple items he had obtained over the years. It had been one month since the arrival of the Flash, and Jesse had become obsessed with her. Who is she? Why does she do what she does? Would she be able to stop him if he got out?
Suddenly, a loud crash sounded, followed by falling debris that had very nearly squashed Jesse. He looked to the opening and saw that 2/3 of his cell were now destroyed. A voice called behind him.
"You James Jesse?" asks the man, and Jesse took a minute to take him in. The man was easily almost seven feet tall, and stood there with muscles the size of logs. Strangely, his shirt had almost completely ripped apart, revealing that most of his skin took the appearance and texture of steel or iron. Jesse smiled.
"That was my father. I'm Jim."
"Whatever. I got an anonymous benefactor who wants you outta here."
"Oooookay. Any particular reason, or does he like me for my knitting?"
"He did bring up something he wants you to do...
"Kill the Flash."
Jesse's face grew into a massive grin.
"Gimme a sec."
He grabbed a green box and a piece of paper and wrote something in crayon, then closed the box and ran out with this human piece of a steel girder. The wind whipped against his face, and he breathed it all in.
"Look out Central City. The Trickster is back, and I'm not taking any chances this time."
Red Racer Vol. 2 #10-Trick's On You Pt. 1 (App)
"Hey, warden! Ever want to see me use the Force?" James Jesse Jr. yelled at the camera in his cell. A response instantly came.
*krssh* "Not today, Jesse. I have had enough with your...tricks." *krssh*
Jesse mocked a sigh and laid down, messing with the multiple items he had obtained over the years. It had been one month since the arrival of the Flash, and Jesse had become obsessed with her. Who is she? Why does she do what she does? Would she be able to stop him if he got out?
Suddenly, a loud crash sounded, followed by falling debris that had very nearly squashed Jesse. He looked to the opening and saw that 2/3 of his cell were now destroyed. A voice called behind him.
"You James Jesse?" asks the man, and Jesse took a minute to take him in. The man was easily almost seven feet tall, and stood there with muscles the size of logs. Strangely, his shirt had almost completely ripped apart, revealing that most of his skin took the appearance and texture of steel or iron. Jesse smiled.
"That was my father. I'm Jim."
"Whatever. I got an anonymous benefactor who wants you outta here."
"Oooookay. Any particular reason, or does he like me for my knitting?"
"He did bring up something he wants you to do...
"Kill the Flash."
Jesse's face grew into a massive grin.
"Gimme a sec."
He grabbed a green box and a piece of paper and wrote something in crayon, then closed the box and ran out with this human piece of a steel girder. The wind whipped against his face, and he breathed it all in.
"Look out Central City. The Trickster is back, and I'm not taking any chances this time."