[It’s a difficult question, one that doesn’t have an answer Rex thinks on too hard. He remembers having to steal food for his no-good mother and father and returning home to nearly freeze to death in the harsh Chicago winters, knowing that neon-clad weirdoes were zooming through the sky and keeping the city “safe.”
But safe for who? Rex has experienced a great deal of his own cynicism, tired and burnt out from years of child labor. He’d kept on trudging in his own, selfish little lane until now, where he finally has a chance to make a difference.
He is no great superhero, that much is true. As a combatant, he’s not the strongest or most dedicated guy out there, and as a person, he has even less to offer.
It suddenly dawns upon him that when he had needed someone most, he hadn’t been saved by anyone from the big leagues. In fact, his singular plight as a vulnerable young man victimized by a capitalist, racist society was unimportant to the original Guardians…
But it had meant something to a very young, very freckly faced little girl with the kind of superpowers nobody in her life could understand.
So maybe that’s all it takes. Maybe he doesn’t have to be the all star he’ll clearly never be… To make a difference that is.]
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But safe for who? Rex has experienced a great deal of his own cynicism, tired and burnt out from years of child labor. He’d kept on trudging in his own, selfish little lane until now, where he finally has a chance to make a difference.
He is no great superhero, that much is true. As a combatant, he’s not the strongest or most dedicated guy out there, and as a person, he has even less to offer.
It suddenly dawns upon him that when he had needed someone most, he hadn’t been saved by anyone from the big leagues. In fact, his singular plight as a vulnerable young man victimized by a capitalist, racist society was unimportant to the original Guardians…
But it had meant something to a very young, very freckly faced little girl with the kind of superpowers nobody in her life could understand.
So maybe that’s all it takes. Maybe he doesn’t have to be the all star he’ll clearly never be… To make a difference that is.]
Me, I guess.
And everybody else who does what I do.
They’re better at it, though.