DC Superheroes Fanfiction: The Story of a Misplaced guy - 6. Chapter 5: Escape The Basement (Part 1)
There’s a certain scene that plays over and over again in John’s mind
it’s a scene from when he was young, a child who is scared at everything that crawls, louds, and ghost
He was laying in the bed, cold sweat running down his forehead, the thunderstorm outside the windows gave shadow figures at every flash. The young child laid numb and afraid, cowering until he muster his strength to screams, so loud the hallway lights up, then the light his room, along with his mother scurrying to his side
she hugged him, warmth and calming, everything the young John’s lacked. She started talking, comforting him with every word. Whisper to him “it was nothing but lightning, there’s no shadow, no demon” only him, and now, her
She then looks at John, “there’s nothing to be afraid of” She said, for that they both “prayed to the god, to the winged angels above, so they kept him safe, safe from the devils of below at night, till the morning light”
John Doe remember the night, because the present scene in front of him, reminds John of his mother’s words
But there’s no wings on the angel above, for this one bears cape and did not come to save him
For John is down below, along with the devil
The Scenes played out so fast. One moment part of the ceiling was torn down, causing the concrete and lead to come crashing down towards the one side of the auditorium. Next, surface light erupt from the formed chasm, with every person (and whatever the rest of the villain that doesn’t identify themselves as a person) attention (and weapons) directed to the clearing smoke. Then, a wide chested figure, cape flagging behind him float down with enormity
The figure had many names, and John knew most if not all of them. Man of Steel, Man of Tomorrow, Big blue boyscout, the Last Son of Krypton, that flying thingy that is not a bird nor a plane.
He is Kal-El, he is Superman, the most famous recognisable hero in the history of super heroes
John Doe just had a nerdgasm
and it’s not going to stop anytime soon
While John has the time of his life, Vandal Savage and the entire roster of villains had the opposite.
“SUPERMAN!” Yelled the testosterone caveman. “How nice of you to join us”
The big bad hero ignored him, rather more piqued by his rival, tied and bruised amongst the crowd. “Luthor, what’s the meaning of this”
“mhm mhm mhmmm” replied the gagged millionaire
Superman now moved his attention to the rest of the crowd, most he had a history with. “Put down your arms and surrender yourself” he diplomatically ask, to no avail.
Vandal Savage unofficially replied for the crowd of nervous, excited, or regretful supervillain. “I see you are Prideful as always. If you think you can stop all of us all by yourself, boy. You’re more of a fool than I gave you credits for”
“You’re right, I can’t take all of you by myself” a smirk appeared on his mouth, eagerly thinking to say a cliché one liner “Which is why I brought friends”
Super heroes, that’s what the people called them
Man and woman (and whatever) who serves to uphold justice against extraordinary odds, to bring hope in a volatile danger-prone world.
Superman is one of them, a Super Heroes
but not the only one, far from being the only one
John Doe eyes undauntedly stare above as the smoke of the rubble finally cleared. the surface light still pass through the fresh dug chasm, with superman silhouette shadow John and the rest of the evil doers. But the Silhouettes, the figures, are increasing, more and more
John knew one, he had already met him, even fought him, in a way. silhouette of the bat, right there perched on the hole behind superman. The Dark Night of Gotham City
The second one floating right behind him, he brings his own light, green luminescence glows from his right hand. With the greatest weapon in the universe, Hal Jordan of Green Lantern
Scarlet Speedster, the fastest man alive accounted there at the front as well. The Flash are titled to many people, but what in front of John is none other than the original. Barry Allen of Central City
The sole female of the forward row, not only gave John continuously fluctuating Nerdgasm, but almost a tangible liquid orgasm that makes John would accept another death with gratitude there and now. Diana of Themyscira, daughter of zeus, of Hippolyta, Goddess of Compassion and Destroyer of Virgin Nuts. John Doe stands far below her, but a glance and he already knew she is the most beautiful existence in his pathetic lifetime. Mediterranean Blue eyes, Greek Nose of every definition, apple red lips, smooth unblemished skin that shows no roughness of her profession, on it an ill suited armor that covers middle parts of her body’s, displaying the sculpted body of a literal greek goddess. Her powerful biceps, her strong glistening thighs, my disappointment as a writer to my own mc. John eyes are captivated so much this entire paragraph is longer than the rest of the heroes above combined. ‘Wonder Woman!’
And the roster of the heroes are far from over
Teen Titans, led by Justice League member Cyborg. Doom Patrol, band of misfits not unlike the Justice League of America, whomst also present in full gear to rescue a fellow member. Heroes of the Young Justice, Justice League International, Justice Society of America, Justice League United, the space based Legion, Metal Men, Outsiders. Multiple Green Lanterns of Earth sector, led by Hal Jordan. The list goes on and on as John Doe can’t comprehend the sheer number and glory of epic proportions that plays out before his very eyes
So epic in fact, his mind goes full overload. Rendering him lost in his own brain, standing like a fool he is
And then, without warning, the popular dance of this universe, start
The first strike came fast, in form hailstorm of bullets came from below, whether its KGBeast minigun, Deadshot 5.5 piercing rounds, or members of Spyral plasma weapons, all came racing finding its mark on heroes. All, steel and plasma alike, came to an abrupt halt, floating harmless as Zatanna the magician utter the words “lla spots”. And with the preemptive strike stops, the charges came
“Heroes, on me!” Shout Superman, trying to crash down to the fray
Vandal Savage replied with a cry “Society! Attack!”
The swirling chaos of colors, dust and brawling sounds starts with Superman break the crowd by pounding the ground on his landing, not unlike a missile. Only the steadfast and heavy type of the Villains stands his ground, two of them, the fellow alien Despero and the energy absorber Parasite who uses their respective power to fight the men of steel.
Flash and many other speedster make quick work on many of the more ordinary villains, but their actions over as Reverse Flash defeat every other speedster but Barry just as quick. The two now locked on a brawl where everyone else doing mannequin challenge in their eyes
The Green Lanterns tried to pin the villains together, they summoned a wall to contain half of the villain crowd, but before they could fully enclosed them the boundary falter, then diminished all together. All the green lantern barely hold their composure as their mind was invaded by the handicapped bobblehead Hector Hammond. The lantern forced landed by his telekinesis, crushing the deeper into the ground. Kyle Reyner break through the mind boggling somehow, and launch a fast energy boxing fist, rattling the psychic head not unlike a bobblehead.
His victory are cut-short however, as Sinestro came at them, flailing his fear based construct at every Green Lantern in his sight
Other sector saw fighting just as fierce, fought by fire, ice, bullets, or a simple fistfight, the kind that could level a building any other day
And John Doe, a lower than second rate criminal, is right in the middle of the fighting
‘Wish I brought a camera’
The thought however crash along with Kite Man (Hell Yeah!) unconscious body at him
John grunted as he moves the body off him, ‘and a bloody armor’ he continued
Riddler, like the obsessive fanboy he is. Glared at and only at the Dark Knight, standing still with his trademark cane, observing his self proclaimed nemesis. “Not unprecedented really, a gathering of this many would certain to bring attention”
“Though to warrant this reaction… hmm… unsettling, he knew in advance… but from who?” He stroked his chin, in deep thought. Not that John care much.
“We need to get out of here” Started John, he could feel sore all around his body. The adrenaline not there yet. “Any idea smart guy? And no riddle please”
Snapping out of his observation trance, the Riddler thought of a plan, route to escape. And done “The tram from which we came, should be left little to unguarded. Otherwise we all be drowned by-“
Vandal Savage, he have the experience, the skill, and willpower, he is the epitome of humanity, perfected for centuries, the rightful leader of humanity. At least in his own head
Seeing the carnage before him doesn’t unsettled the ego fuelled Hominids. On the contrary, it brought a smile to his face. For in his terribly bulky hand, the greatest weapon in existence, or so he is convinced
“SUPERMAN!” He screams, and he got the big blue attention.
The crystal, translucent and powerful. Were raised before him. Superman, even with a glance, knew that is not a simple decoration. “Gave it up, Vandal Savage. Whatever that is”
“This? This is your doom!” The cliché line followed by a simple beam from the crystal, and it obliterates the super hero poster boy if he dodges a little late.
The beam pass through and pulverised the aisle behind.
‘Poor me’ Thought John, falling on his assess the second time. Thought this time it is the floor that is missing.
His mind scans the massive hall turned colorful freakshow brawl arena. He looked to his side, the Riddler laying there, even unconscious he still have the annoying smug on his face. “So much for figuring out everything, bet you don’t see the floor disappears”
He forced himself up, the sore is hitting him in every way he knew, and this time even with the adrenaline. Each breath is heavy, each movement hurts, a cracking sound happens somewhere in between.
“Got to get out of here” He told himself, a large boulder came crashing to the walls several feet next to him. Mammoth, member of the Fearsome Five got planted to the walls. “Now”
He climbed down the rubble, to the level ground. The exit door that leads to the tram is not far from where he stood, just higher, as it on the walkway above. For a moment he wish flying there was a possible option
‘Oh wait, it is an option’ He scan around a rubble, and walk to the sorry state the villain Kite Man (Hell Yeah!) is in. He knew his backstory, and not feeling remorseful for practically mugging the unconscious person. “Kite can’t fly indoors, but you’re smart, so you better have something for me”
John found himself a jackpot. In one of his pouch he found a green, sort of a gun thingy, the shape not unlike any water gun an 8 year old might use. It’s quite heavy, and based on the coil of rope at its top, appears to be grappling gun. “Not a dc character without a grappling gun I guess”
As the fight only grows fiercer around him, he shot the gun at the walkway above, and shot a dull shape something on the rope, not sharp like any grappling gun he ever see, not that John ever see one outside the media.
And to no one’s surprise, it bounced against the railings, not grappling anything like a grappling gun should. And of course the dull end transform
Into a kite
Here be John Doe, playing with Kite while the gods around him fighting
His frustration turns physical assault on the gun, punching it as hard as he can. “Why. Don’t. You. Work!” At the fifth hit, a strange sounds from the gun, accumulating to the kite above applying some sort of jet pressure. It moves somewhat autonomously, and glide to the rail on its own before attaching itself. “uhh okay, so it is a grappling gun. Kite style” He use every willpower he had refused to call it a ‘kite gun’
As he ascends (grinning at how cool this was all the way) he saw the chaos he left behind, not even the sky clear as nearly half of the participants capable to elevate off the ground
Just as he reaches the rails, pulling himself up. There be the exit, right in front of him. ‘This is almost too easy’ He told himself. “Something is going to go wrong”
“Vandal have something on him, some sort of crystal”
“Is it kryptonite?”
“no, not kryptonite, but definitely dangerous. It could kill me all the same”
“Copy that, Hal?”
“I’m on it Batman”
Another figure came crashing
Right at John Doe
John shouted in not much of a surprise, a second person to fall on him. “Another green… great”
They both grunted as they pull themselves up, the enigmatic Lantern’s stretch himself, flexing his muscles on the tight cgi costume. “Sorry ’bout that” He started, before looking at the poor sod “Mr?”
Without much thought reach his mouth, John replied. “Doe, John Doe”. At this single moment, his brain just had enough. “Call me John”
Hal curiosity put him to a pause, “Err… Right. John. Yeah, Haven’t seen you before. You new?”
This is a wake up call for Him, “What?” He just realized he, a villain (substitute), stand face to face with a Justice League. Hal Jordan, the greatest Green Lantern that ever lived, tall, poist, ex-pilot turned space cop, and all around saviour of the galaxy, if not the universe. ‘Shit’
“Well… Yeah I’m new… new guy, that’s right I’m a new guy” He put a terrible smile as a front, grinning, face pretty much shape shouting ‘I’m lying’ while leaning a hand against the wall
“Oh ok…” answered the hero, ring still glowing at the ready. “So which one are you”
“Uh?” Sounds John, perplexed
“Which side are you on?”
“Oh” This got him on the ropes, excuse formed and broken inside his brain. “I-I am a… Hero. Yes that, Hero, sir yes sir hero alright, quite a brawl here yeah? Good thing you have me, the Hero! John! . . . . . . . Doe . . .”
Hal Jordan didn’t buy it. “Oookay …, well” He construct a chain, green and steel strong chains coiling around the self proclaimed hero body, before tightening him up. “Well John Doe, or whatever your name is. All you need to do is sit there, and stand still while I take care of-“
The great Green Lantern, slumped unconscious. A floating fire extinguisher behind him
The chains around John’s body disseminate. “Took you long enough”
“Sorry sir” A voice came from the fire extinguisher, “Even being invisible, moving through that crowd is hard”
Imperceptible Man, a sorry state of a criminal. With the power every pervert dream of. Just knock a Justice League flat off his feet. “Is he dead?”
“Doubt it” John just about ready to burst through the exit. “Where’s my case?”
“Got it right here” The fire extinguisher float down, and a black case float up, John grab it enthusiastically. Then hastily opening it up. “Why are you alone?”
“As you see, sir” A moment of pause, Imperceptible Man look across the Hall. “Mister…. Lawton is currently preoccupied. He smuggled me in, but when the fighting starts, he told me to escort you out, said you’ll be in more danger when together with a high profile criminal like him”
John let out a breath, annoyed. “He better be, I paid him a mill just to make sure I got out of here.” As he fixed his gauntlet, now in all black. Along with a pair of glasses from the case and a pouch bag. He intentionally didn’t pick the bowler hat. “How do I look?”
“Ridicu- I mean charming, sir. That glasses look… good on you” The glasses are round, wide, and ugly. A trait John need not more. “By the way… I found something on the ground, and-“
Hal Jordan swipe the invisible thug off the floor, before constructing debris to fall on him. This time the fire extinguisher does nothing. “Well, where are we” He look at John
John is afraid, John is going to die. “I-I uhh just going out” He break through a sprint. But instead of the door, a green construct of a brick wall welcomes his face. “Ouch”
“I still have no idea who you are” Started the great space cop, a bit frustrated by the surprise hit. “But I do know which side you are now”
“No shit” John start by firing the… Kite Gun again at the not so unsuspecting Green Lantern, A kite gun against the most powerful weapon in the universe, at least this time the automatic grapple deploy instantly. Hal Jordan does not even need to dodge, or budge. For the projectile miss
Then as it anchored to the rails behind the Lantern, John lunge forward, seemingly try to crash right into his opponent. His opponent however respond by flying overhead. “You really out of your element here, kid”
John, upside down as he crashed to the rails, grows a bit more frustrated as well. “Yeah well, this is my first super villain gathering after all”
The Green Lantern is not amused. “I had enough of you”. He construct another chain, this time it ties to John ankles, and threw the poor pretty much ordinary man hard on the wall. A spew of blood reach his tongue.
‘I really am gonna die’. The chain pull himself up. Floating to the green lantern’s level. He now see eye to eye. With John upside down. Intimidated before the lantern mask. “Err… Spiderman Kiss?”
“What?” Said Hal, surprised, before noticing something trailing down John forehead. “Wait, are you crying?”
“N-n-no no that’s just the… dust” As the tears coming down his scalp. John tried to fix his glasses. “Yeah I’m Crying”
Green Lantern now felt terrible for slamming the thug quite hard out of frustration
But before he could express his sorry, John Doe pressed a button on the glasses frame. “And you are actually blind”
The Penguin’s office, 4 days prior the meeting
“I hate you”
“I hate you”
“Err. May I ask you why… sir?”
“My power sir? being invisible?”
. . .
. . .
. . .
“How many hours you spend in a women’s bathroom”
“I never do such thing”
“Then why do I found this on the women’s bathroom floor?”
“Yes it is, this is the only piece of clothing you ever wear, you’re naked at this very moment for all I know! Are you naked right now? Are you nudist imperceptible Man? are you! Du bist ein Jude?”
“So why do I found this glasses in the women’s bathroom MISTER NUDIST?”
“Sir why are you there in the-“
“Don’t bother the details! Answer the goddamn questions!”
“I-I use the women’s bathroom… cause it’s much… cleaner”
. . .
“That is the most pathetic piece of argument I ever heard since Russia invasion of Crimea . . . So tell me about this glasses? It’s quite… odd”
“It’s belong to a fellow Penguin lieutenant long ago, Hypnotic Man”
“So it could… hypnotizes someone?”
. . .
. . .
. . .
“Not only you’re invisible, you also have a hypnosis glasses”
“What kind of sick motherfu-
It happens quite in an instant
The Green Lantern rings makes the will of the wielder came true. The will is the power, what one believes is the power
And John just convinced him that he is blind
And so it shall be
“What the!” the sudden loss of sense caught him off guard. The chain construct fell, so does the floating Hal and John Doe.
Even after crashing down to the ground, Hal Jordan kept flailing his arms, trying to find John, the rails, the doors, anyone, anything he could get his hands on. He suddenly goes blind, and no one can take that and stay calm. “What did you do!”
“I-I uh” even if the person just break his spine, body, and to some extent, his spirits. John conscious still felt terrible, even though he still consider if punching the man who slammed him to a concrete wall in the face. The thought left, afterall, he just doing his job. And John is a career at Villain this point. “I make it up to you someday. Maybe”
Finally, leaving the carnage and triumph over a Justice League member, John Doe finally left the room
“Damn it! Batman! you read me? anyone? Can’t see…”
“I’m here, Hal, do you get the crystal?”
“I do… I-I don’t know, I drop it and I… I need help”
“There’s a person here… he got me blinded… I don’t know what happened. Can’t see anything”
“I have your visual, near the exit. How did he get you?”
“One moment he stared at me… glasses… I don’t know, hypnosis maybe? Next thing I knew I can’t see anything”
“. . .”
“Try removing your ring”
“Just do it”
“Okay… uhh, should be easy for me… Wow that did it. How did you-“
“No time to explain, who did this to you”
“There’s a man, wearing a vest and suit. He said his name is John Doe”
“That’s… He is a subtitute for Penguin. Shouldn’t be much of a problem”
“Yeah well he just knock me down a notch, no worry I’ll pay him back, he’s running off the exit”
“No, stand down, he might have prior experience dealing with lanterns, and we need you elsewhere. Flash, can you take care of him?”
Things are looking good for John Doe
The hallway that leads to the tram, the path to his freedom, are just several steps away. Leaving the super slugfest behind. Even with the door closed John still can clearly hear the sounds; screaming, crashing into concrete, machine guns, lasers, Black Canary screeching
‘wait… Black Canary?’ The thought almost stops him. ‘Damn it, gonna regret this later, goodbye fishnets on thighs’
But before he reaches the door, something hit him
In a flash
John stumble forward, brain still processing what just happened. Face down flat on the concrete floor, the hypno glasses broke. “What… now…?!”
He pushed himself up, still on all four, before another hit get him spinning 180° to his back. The broken glasses thrown somewhere in the hall. He didn’t get a good look at what -or who- is happening, but the simple yellow flash is enough for him
Still laying on his back he screams, frustration, desperation, and plain annoyance.”ANOTHER ONE! Really!”
The Flash appears above John, standing, smirking at the lowly criminal. “You don’t look much? How did you beat Ha- Green Lantern?”
John just can’t believe it. Another Justice League, right before him. Nearly a breath away. The Flash himself. It excited him much it nearly eclipse his frustration. “Don’t you have better things to do?”
Flash, flatly responded. “Oh yeah right. Hang on a sec.” And he vanished
Confused, John did not stay to take any chances, he forced himself up and limp his way to the door. Painting, cold sweat drench his stupid face, aching muscles and fracture of bones make every movement a painful effort, wincing at each step. The only good part of his body is his right arm which was covered by a gauntlet, thought still hurts in some joints
‘Happy thoughts John, happy thoughts’ he repeated, clearly self illusion. ‘He’s gonna come back, and you need to get out of here’. Still the idea that he is being chased by the Flash, definitely go down in his top ten ‘amazing things to do in DC universe: stupid edition’. Just a moment earlier he successfully fought off the greatest Green Lantern in existence (debatable), a feat that put another feather to his ugly bowler hat.
Of course, the Flash came back, and John find himself (again) face first on the floor. At this point he is ready to cry again. “What took you so long?”
Flash is taking his time, this hallway is pretty much what the bench is for most field sports. A place for timeouts. “Oh you know, bad guys, monsters, mob boss, the usual”. The speedster quite rather enjoying this. “You give Green Lantern quite a scare back there”
John just going to enjoy the floor for now. “Well you know… we Penguins have a strict no green policy. Color’s bad omens for Gotham”
“Really?” Barry raised his hand, counting. “Let’s see… you got Joker obviously, Riddler, that Giant crocodile, the plant lady, yeah definitely bad color for you”
The petty broken down criminal turn to his back, eyes on the ceiling, then to Flash. “You forgot Electrocutioner”
“Who?” Asked the speedster, leaning to give John a hand
John take the help. “Y’know, big dumb guy, the one with defibrillator hand”. The gauntlet starts up. “Like this”
Final Offer, 2 weeks before the meeting
“Let’s see…. You failed one shipment, lost a turf fight against two face-“
“He got a Crocodile!”
“- beat up by an oversized lizard, lost twelve guys for simple kidnapping, you failed our excursion to Burnside-“
“The Bat-Bitch is there. I’m – a – kill her next time!”
“- So to close it all up, beaten by a girl… at least tell me she’s not on a wheelchair when she beats you”
“Err… no I don’t think so”
“Mister… Electrocutioner… see I’m trying to run a criminal empire business here, and I fail to see why keeping you is benefiting this proud enterprise”
“Fancy talks, for a new guy to the suit”
“Trust me, I hate my position more than the next guy, but the bed clearly beat sleeping in the streets, thought the size of a babies cradle. How about you tell me something you actually accomplished? something about your side project?”
“Yeah… so the expensive Gauntlet thing you had”
“The one I specifically told you to throw away?”
“I upgraded the shock power, now it even stronger, no less heavier, but still enough to fry Bat-Brains yeah? 50.000 Volts!”
“You do know there’s more to electricity than volts? And it’s not the voltage that is dangerous, it’s the current to the body”
“Common wrongs! I know my psychic-“
“- Physics. So… want to try it”
“Just… make sure it sets to paralyze, I’m not looking to fry brains anytime soon”
It is the current
A human would take damage ratio to the amount of currents it tooks. At 1 milliamp, they would feel a slight tingle to the skin, at 5 a slight shock, 10 to 30 milliamps could cause Painful shock along with loss of muscular control, this point letting go is unlikely, between 50 and 100 milliamps extreme pain, respiratory arrest and severe muscle contraction, letting go is impossible.
1 to 4.3 amps cause ventricular fibrillation, uneven and uncoordinated pumping of the heart, muscle contraction and nerve damage begins to occur. 10.000 milliamps or 10 amps means severe burns, cardiac arrest, death is probable
Voltage does not mean much, it all comes down to the resistance and power, all came down to amount of currents that could flow through the human body
50.000 volts is much more than what is needed to achieve all the above. A taser of such voltage is commercially available, though of course not having the means to enough flew all of it.
A defibrillator glove on the other hand, one much more efficient by not giving needless electric discharge for ‘intimidation’ to ‘scare ’em good’ is more than enough to punch through silicon based quartz and fabric, thin enough to put in a ring
especially considering the other side is a lighting rod
‘Oh god the screams’ It all to familiar, taking him back to that night at the harbor. ‘At least this time it was an adult, not a (murderous, trained assassin) teenage girl’
Barry Allen are screaming, his face, his body, it all screams. Eyes wide, muscle contracted to paralyzing degree. This is far from being the first time being electrocuted (him being superhero is because he got hit by lighting). But the sensation is still painful, but not new, not strange
and he could handle it, he always could
Even with the glove at full power, the Flash still not back down. John himself winced at the amount of power the shock emitted. To think he make fun the man with this tool to a daily basis. The thought stops however, as Barry Allen fought back.
The guilt now followed by sheer fear. John just can not believe what is happening. “Why. Won’t. You. Gave. UP!”
With sheer will Flash force his left hand to strike his adversary. A simple strike through a lot of effort, John Doe got himself stricken down, he touched his hurting cheek, then in awe, look at the hero before him.
He somewhat smoking, one does not need visible hit point to see this member of Justice League is at the end of his ropes. His breathing is heavy, uncontrolled, muscle clearly take the speed regeneration to full extent
“Cause we hero don’t give up”. Flash smirk again, stupid smile to the undeserving criminal. “Remember that, kid”
The shot came from behind, even with the surprise and blind spot, Flash could dodge a little, enough to dodge so it hits non lethal part of his body from gunshot alone. He fell forward, next to John, who still gathering his thoughts, seeing the fallen hero, the the shooter
A lone adult male, large build average standard, well comb hair, classic villain moustache, black suit, expensive. “Mr. Doe, you alright”
“Manheim” Said John, still searching his breath.
“I see we have similar thoughts, I always knew you are something special” He walks to John, before changing glance to the unconscious hero. “So this is the Flash. He is less impressive than what my dossier gather”
“Where’s your bodyguard?” John redirect the conversation
Manheim answered. “Back there, unconscious if not dead”. Still he proceed to kick the hero. “Good riddance, now let us get out of here before more customed freaks shows up”
John just sighed, stands up, and follows the leader of Intergang, the dark live of this world seems to be unavoidable. “Hey Mister Manheim”
“Yeah?” replied the notorious criminal
John grab Manheim shoulder, gauntlet powering up. “I still haven’t thank you for the ride”
Authors Note: Sorry…?
It’s just that fanfictions not really the top of my priority list
Priority would be:
Playing never ‘going to happen scenario’ in my head
The list is in reverse