Those years of his subject being comatose allowed for him to tamper with him undisturbed, and the first thing he had to do was to fix his brain. Clearly malfunctioning from shock, he completed a sort of illegal neurosurgery, granting the boy superb intelligence and the capacity to use the full amount of his mind openly and freely. Next, his body, which was worked on meticulously until this superbrain could control and alter his cells and DNA at will, even whilst the boy was in his comatose state. To maintain this control, he had to replace his blood with a super blood created to function in direct correspondence with the superbrain. This blood was black, and as such was deemed the 'Black Blood'. Finally, the mutation. To ensure that all of these things worked to their maximum potency, it was very important that he undergo transmutation from various animals; most being reptiles, amphibians, birds and even prehistoric creatures such as dinosaurs. The result of such created very large, awkward black dragon wings upon the boy's back, which was a curious, though very interesting reaction indeed. When the process was complete, the scientist was beyond ecstatic to see if all things were in working order with his greatest creation. Naturally, the final check was to ensure that the being could actually live... And though it took an immeasurably amount of electrical power drawn from the very heavens, the strike of lightning bore just enough power to shock him out of his comatose state. His very soul had been recharged here on this day, and life flowed through his cold, now grayed skin. The scientist had done it... this child had become... an ungodly mutant-superhuman hybrid.

A 'Frankenstein's Monster'...

Is...

Is that all?

His jolt back to this world did not come without his intent from years before, to the scientists dismay. He remembered all that happened before, able to recall those memories of his past due to his incredible brainpower. Yes, he was aware of all the changes done to his body; what he had become. With those thoughts circling around in his head, with all the analyzing he had to go through... Questions and Answers for all such possibilities and outcomes... What will they think of me? How will I function in this world? Will I be accepted? How? Who? What? When? Why?...

Am I... a monster?

These questions... These neverending questions... These malicious and dark thoughts... Horror... Terror... Dread... They all swirled endlessly in his cracked up superhuman mind. The only thing that the doctor could not fix about this boy... Was his complete and total Insanity. And so... The unstable superhuman went on a rampage, totally wiping the laboratory off the face of the earth in his fit of rage. Blinded by his own destructive nature, he did not execute his target, and the scientist escaped widely unscathed. At that moment, his main objectives was to rid the world of that scum and all others like him... Revenge.

Of course, that's how all the stories start...

Isn't it?