The Super, Part Five: North

This is not what he expected. He, lord of all stars, "Savior of the Universe," expected everything. And, looking back on it, he'd made a stupid impression on those two Earth criminals. What were their names? Fighter and T-Bone? Bah. He was terrible with names anyways.

So terrible, in fact, he'd forgotten his own name. When this piece of information was needed, he'd say something like, "In your language, it cannot be pronounced," or "It's not important at this time" or "Isn't 'Lord of All Stars' good enough for you?"

He was ashamed. How long had he lived? Only two billion years? The measly fifty-one he'd done in prison had seemed like naptime, but he was still very young. Already he'd forgotten his name, and that didn't usually happen until four or five billion years-- this planet was driving him mad. It would serve him much better populated by his own people.

He felt the claws of the dragon tighten around his body. The wind picked up. He wondered where this dragon was taking him-- somewhere they take stupid people, probably. The dragon, with him in its claws, was lazily flying above the crowd of criminals it had helped to escape. The sun had long since set, and the air was settling into a chill. He breathed in the cool air. The adventure was in the journey, after all.

It's the reason he left-- it's boring being a star. All you do is hang around suspended in space for a few billion years, shining until you die. That life might be okay for some stars, but it just wasn't for him. So he packed up his stuff and went to conquer the world.

He looked up at the sky, the stars he used to know shining in the night. Something... was off tonight. Something was missing.

As he scanned the sky, he couldn't help but overhear the conversations going on below him.

"Hey," said someone. "I just love starry nights."

"Yeah," said someone else. "You can use the North Star to navigate just about-- hey! Where is the North Star?"

"What do you mean?" asked the first guy. He looked up at the sky again. "Oh, man, that is weird. I wonder when it disappeared? You know, because of the time it takes for light to travels so far, right now is years and years behind of what's actually going on up there."

The Star Guy turned his face to the sky again, searching for an old home long forgotten.

North.




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