Val Velocity used to be a middle class citizen. A bland and rule-abiding child, taking his daily capsules without a second thought. That is until, of course, the most insidious of things happened: a juvie hall, no older than maybe 19, broke the rules and corrupted the spotless white walls with screaming rainbow.
Val was in a store across the street when this happened and while accustomed to the violence it was something else that caught his attention about the scene. The juvie hadn't had the time to make anything concrete- paint still dripping wet down the wall like tears- but the colors were more vibrant than the kid had ever seen. Then, there was a color he didn't even know existed- one that had him transfixed on the sidewalk as his heart started to pound faster in his chest.
It was adrenaline that was rushing through his veins that day, making his feet move on their own acord in time with the drumming in his ears. Something he'd grow to itch for and something he'd always feel when seeing that color.
"Red." a member of his and Vinyl's first gang would call it when he asked for a name after recognizing it on a poster, "Poison red."
