[Center][b][u]6:05 AM, Febuary 10th
Keystone-Central Bullet Train[/u][/b][/center]

Leo gave out a loud, drawn-out yawn. Man, last night was tiring. Defintely going to prepare better next time he raids some criminal HQ. Didn't get back to the motel until 2:30. Got plenty of donations, though, so at least the fans were happy. The Hornet's Nest arrow proved pretty effective as well, if indifferent to it's intended target. What's that saying about who a grenade is being addressed to?

Well, either way, he's only slept 2 hours. Had to catch the first train to Central to avoid large crowds. Less people meant less of a chance of losing or accidentally spilling and displaying his Arsenal equipment he'd packed. He could sleep when he booked a motel in Central.

Actually, the train's going to be a bit until it arrives maybe he can just take a quick nap...

[b][i]"In other news, a massive explosion appeared today in downtown Keystone, at about 1:30AM."[/i][/b]

Oh, look. The news caught up with him. Leo opened his eyes and watched the TV screen positioned above the doors of the train, listening to the anchor of WKEY-TV News.

[i][b]"The explosion occured at a local rented office space pictured onscreen. It was on the 35th floor, rented by an anonymous organization. The explosion covered the main reception room of that gloor, as well as partially destroying the floor above it. In the aftermath, firefighters uncovered many wounded men, some killed in the explosion. They also uncovered both remains and partially intact forms of various military grade weapons and ammunition. It appeared that this organization was subtley smuggling guns and other weapons to sell on underground markets."[/b][/i]

[color=9e0b0f][i]Another score for the good guys, bad guys nil.[/i][/color]

The picture besides the man's head, having shifted from the building and the guns, now changes to a picture of Arsenal himself.

[b][i]"The police have not given a formal statement regarding the cause, but various online sources state that Vigilante and Social Media star, Arsenal, was behind the assault. Some sites have clips of the masked archer storming his way through an office building, but the police have neither confirmed nor denied his involvement. Evidence suggests otherwise, however, as one of our contacts inform us that many of the injured sport [u]arrow wounds.[/u] We'll have more for you after the break, so stay tuned."[/i][/b]

Leo smiles and checks his phone, happy at the amount of new followers his social media accounts are getting due to last night's events. He updates his status.

[color=9e0b0f][i]"Just saw my beautiful self broadcast on WKEY-TV. They should've gotten a picture that shows off my good side lmao"[/i][/color]

Aaaand sent. That should help. And now for some much needed rest...

[i][b]"Have you ever heard the stories of Atlantis?"[/b][/i]

Leo can't help but open his eyes and pay attention. He forgets that the mythical city of Atlantis is actually a thing from time-to-time.

[i][b]"In most tales, Atlantis is seen as an academical powerhouse, said to be housing the greatest minds man has ever seen. And to be honest, the stories are true. Here at the University of Poseidonis, you can see for yourself. Here, we accept the best and brightest from around the globe. Even if you're not the fastest fish in the sea, we also cater to those wishing to improve."[/b][/i]

Leo stares in silence at the advertisement as it shows pictures of the school grounds, students relaxing and studying, and professors mid-lecture.

[b][i]"If you seek higher learning, then come apply to Poseidonis. Atlantis awaits!"[/i][/b]

As the commercial ends and another begins, Leo sits in own thoughts. College. Before all this, it's what he'd wanted most to do. Go to College, earn a few degrees, make his parents proud as he became a great scolar, or Scientist, or even an Astronaut as his younger self had thought a few times.

But then a completely random mugging ripped his dreams in half.

He was so struck with grief, he forsake his scolarships and ran off to the army, to vent his feelings. After they made him a highly-effective tool of combat, he came back and became... this. Some punk in a mask who thinks he can make a difference. But has he?

What would things be like if he'd just... moved on, unfazed by his parents' death, and went to college? Would things be any different?

What would his parents think if they saw him now?

... No, No. This is just the lack of sleep making his brain second-guess himself. Of course he's making a difference. Less criminals on the street means less crime. Star City is a prime example of that. He's the face of underdog heroes everywhere. People look up to him to stop crime, because nobody else can or will. His parents would be [i]proud[/i] that their legacy lives on as a motive for justice.

[color=9e0b0f][i]Shut up, brain. You're tired. Go to sleep.[/i][/color]

An excellent idea. Leo rests his head back on his seat, getting into a comfortable position, before slowly closing his eyes...

[b][u]"Now approaching Central City Station. Please remain where you are until the train has come to a full stop."[/u][/b]

Leo opens his eyes.

[color=9e0b0f][i]Ffff-fuck me.[/i][/color]