Hey guys this is my first Fan-fiction on Comic Vine so I'm going to write this how I've seen others write their stories! Hope you enjoy!
It begins in a dark alley in New York City it's set in the present day and we see Wildcat's fist punching a mugger in the face knocking him unconscious
Caption: New York City. NOW!
Wildcat Caption: I feel the guy's nose pressed against my fist.
Wildcat turning towards another mugger armed with a small knife. The mugger stands no chance.
Wildcat Caption: I was patrolling when I saw these guys down here.
Wildcat getting stabbed in the side by the mugger as he uppercuts him in the jaw knocking out some teeth.
Mugger: You don't FU$K WITH US!! YOU DO-!
Wildcat: GAH! YOU LITTLE SH!T!
Wildcat smashing the mugger's head against the wall breaking his nose
Wildcat: YOU DON'T LIKE THAT DO YA?!
Wildcat stood above the unconscious mugger staring at the blood on his hands.
Wildcat: Tell Mosquito I'm coming for him next!
Wildcat turning as a little kid runs towards him while his mother cowers in the corner.
Little Kid: WOW! You're that new superhero guy aren't you?!
Wildcat frowning and looking down at the little kid who looks up at him.
Little kid: Yeah! Like that guy from Metropolis!
Wildcat: No. I'm not like him.
The little kid frowning
Little Kid: Well what are your powers?
Wildcat starting to walk away while clutching at his knife wound
Wildcat: Ain't got any.
Wildcat leaning against the wall still clutching at the knife wound.
Little Kid: Do you have any gadgets? Like that guy from Gotham?
Splash Page of Wildcat walking out of the alley while the little kid stands surrounded by the unconscious muggers and his mother.
Wildcat: No gadgets.
Little Kid: Well... what do you do?
Wildcat: I just punch people.
We see Ted Grant leaning against his locker. It's several days earlier and it's clear he's annoyed about something.
Caption: 5 Months ago.
Ted: I'm not doing it Sam!
Ted turning towards Sam (A drug dealer) who is holding a small object in his hand.
Sam: Look man. You used to be the heavyweight LEGEND in boxing. Now what you're like 60? 62?
Sam putting his arm around Ted's back.
Sam: How many matches have you won recently man?
Ted: ... None.
Sam: Exactly. You've got literally no respect man! What's happened since you lost your game man? Your bi!ch left ya! You live in a crappy neighbourhood! Ain't nothing goin your way!
Ted leaning his head against his locker while Sam smiles in the background.
Ted: What do you want?
Sam: I want to get choo back in the game!
Ted turning towards Sam frowning.
Ted: And how are you going to do that?!
Sam holds up a small vial labelled "Panther".
Sam: I got something in mind!
Okay thanks for reading, tell me what you think and thanks to @GR2Blackout for letting me be part of DC Re-Imagined 2.0!