[i]"I do care. Just not about irresponsible little shits who have everything they ever wanted and then decides to whine about it instead of manning up to their mistakes and improving."[/i]

Kid Krypto remained silent. There was no point in arguing with Accelerate. The speedster had made up his mind; Sentinel was his scapegoat now, no changing that. Still pissed Isaac off a bit, but he had passed the point of being angry about anything. He just wanted to go home.[i][color=6ecff6] You just don't understand. Isaac thought. I don't have everything I ever wanted. All I've ever wanted was my life back. That one day I'd walk in the door and my mom would still be alive. That my dad would run into my arms, frantically apologizing for all he'd ever done to me. Then we would all go out and get icecream at the parlor down the street like we used to. That's all I want. Not power. I don't care about being faster than a speeding bullet, or more powerful than a locomotive. Being able to leap a tall building in a single bound is nothing compared to being able to leap into my family's embrace again.[/color][/i]

Sentinel took off after Accelerate, his feet digging into the dirt and kicking up clumps of grass as he went. Isaac kept himself below the speed of sound, knowing full well that Luthor would be listening for something like that. Isaac promised himself he'd be better. That he would prove Rufus wrong. He could be a better man; Isaac knew it. [i][color=6ecff6]You just have to try harder.[/color] [/i]Sentinel thought quietly. Heh. Who knew Rhea's advise would have such an impact on her teammate? After all, it was just one little line. One little sentence, meant to make a depressed Kryptonian feel better about himself. Now that little line has evolved into a lamp with which to light Sentinel's path. Isaac would be better. He promised himself, and everyone else, that much.