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"So... you want to know my angle? Those costumes over there are replicas of my family's. My mom, Green Lightning, the fastest Green Lantern ever. The Flash, fastest man alive. Green Lantern, inheritor of the Rayner ring. Sentinel, possessor of the Starheart and, on rare occasions, the Starshadow. And my father, Quick Rick, genius and speedster extraordinaire. My whole family has powers. All of them. I mean, even without her ring, my sister even has a small ability over plants! And what do I have? Nothing. I was kidnapped, almost daily, until I turned 12. It was always "Behold, [enter family member here], we have young Scott dangling over [enter danger here]." I've seen it all, acid breathing piranha, radioactive space tigers, acid, laser sharks. Everything. I've been frozen and thawed, burnt and healed, turned into a monster, tied to torpedoes and shot at my family members.

"The only place I felt at home was the Flash Museum. I went through all the databanks, all the exhibits in the back and in storage. My family was a Flash family, who were they gonna argue? My brother gave me all access. And there... I learned of Booster Gold. How he went into the past to make a name for himself, and even accomplished enough to be in the Justice League, like my mom, brother and sister! I read up on Blue Beetle, and his inventions! I read up on Uncle Gold and the Metal Men, I read and listened about every leaguer, and volumes on the Flashes!

"Then... It came to me when I read about Booster and Beetle. I needed to make a name for myself, but I couldn't do it in the 26th century. I couldn't stay the "Flash's little brother" or "Green Lightning's powerless son." The embarrassment of the Rayners and the Wests, and since dad didn't follow the Knight legacy, I couldn't either. I couldn't even use the Quick Formula. Nothing worked." Scott sits down in his chair. He squints his eyes and Scooter flies over with a glass of water for him. He drinks then hunches over.

"So, I researched the technology in the Flash museum. I researched it and improved it. Captain Cold's cold gun, the 7th Golden Glider's Glider beam, the 5th Top's Centrifuge Beam, the laser gauntlets of the JLI suit of Booster Gold, the BB Gun, etcetera, etcetera, etcetera. I improved them all up to the standards that I had access to, being the brother of two Leaguers. I made so many tools, even a few from whole cloth." Scott decides to leave out that he forgot a few he may go back for thanks to Henry.

"And I came back here, accidentally fried my Chronoporter circuit, and set up shop in the abandoned lair of a Professor IQ. All I want to do is be a hero. A hero that people look up to the same way that they do... will... look up to my mom, my dad, my siblings. I couldn't continue any of my family's legacies. I couldn't be a Flash, a Lantern, a Quick, a Starknight. So I decided on a legacy that was a bit more obscure. And hope that maybe I could be part of that one."

Scott looks at Riley. "That's my angle. To be the sort of hero my whole family is made up of, and I just couldn't be. No powers. No right to a Cosmic Device. No rings left for me. So I came back here, hoping that maybe, just maybe, I could do something for the people here, and maybe add my own page to a legacy. But if you decide to send me back, don't think I won't fight you. It took me a lot to get here, and I'm not going back."