Alright, well, even though i barely made it past the tic in my last blog, i got thirty on my first one, so i'll do this one, and whoever votes, pease help with character name, or i'll give him one, lol. he'll have one by next blog no matter what, and i need 15 points if yall want me to make next one, or just more points for other two, well, here it is..
Chapter 1: (continued...)
.. grab my hammer and try to swing, but the man hits my eye. I, accidently, drop my hammer. It flys away from us. I wrestle with the guy,and get him off. Luckily, I have enough time to get to the hammer and i pick it up. THUD! The man throws a ball and hits me right upside the cheek.
"Ugh!" I say as i feel the red cheek. I look around my shoulder and see the man with a bat. He's holding it in a swinging position.
"Come on, Big Boy!" He yells at me, apparently motioning for me to make the first move. I raise my hammer. I look and see the other two men.
"You really want this,i mean, I did already take out your friends...?" I ask him. I'm already hurt, enough. I expected to be able to catch them in nets, or have them surrender, or at least see a comic strip above me, saying, WHAM! Or something like that.
"Oh, them? Oh, they were noobs, kid, you couldn't tell?" He starts to laugh. "HAHAHA! You actually thought it would be easy, you're so stupid, even I just started this!"
"Ummm" I can't let him know the truth, he needs to think i'm used to this... " You mean you were started already? Man, your boss must suck."
"Well, that's a lie I can tell by the look on your face, jeez, you need to be better at lying to live here!"
"No, everybody who lies is corrupt."
"Kid, this whole place is corrupted, ha, what, did you plan on changing it! MORON!" He yells. he charges.
*Flashback.*
I'm looking up at my dad. He's getting ready to open the door or something, but I hurry and open it for him.
"You think this'll change anything between us, MORON!" He tells me as he leaves. My Dad always called me a liar, he hated me.
*Flashback.*
"Nobody... calls... me...," The man stops. I look at my feet, and raise the hammer. "a...," He starts backing away as he looks up above me. He looks like he's about to run, wait, how am I seeing him if i'm watching my shoes... "MORON!!!" I yell. I throw the hammer at him, and go in shock. Some red, misty force surrounds my hand, and travels with the hammer. I Watch as the man gets hit with the hammer. Before he gets hit, he throws a knife. He gets hit with the hammer, he explodes! Blood goes everywhere.... THUD! I look down and see the knife stuck in me, then, the red mist pulls in out, and covers the whole... I run, grab my hammer, and head home, in bewilderment. I close my door and hit the couch. I don't have enough energy to think about the red mist around my body... but what I do think, is... This fighting is going to be tougher then I thought...
There you have it... the first chapter, And i need 15 points to do another. What will happen to this Ryan Strongsfeld. Will he be able to save the city... Or fail? Will this Red Mist prove to be his ally/friend, or will it prove to be his destruction? Find out, next time!!!
Alright, i got eleven points,now. This time, i wanna get 10 points at least, and at least two votes. this is the second part to my story... so i still need a superhero name, guys!!!
Chapter 1: A new revolution
I had already had it in my mind. I was gonna save everybody. Me, Ryan strongsfeld, was gonna save the hood. I needed a costume, so I need to think. I don't really have any clothes except for my Red Jacket, black jeans, and my Red Converse, so i guess that'll be my costume. I'm not wearing any tights, i'm not gonna be no gay superhero! I've got to create a mask, wait, i don't have any family or anybody to get hurt, i'll just keep my costume without the mask. It'll be easy to find a fight... but i need a weapon... My Dads hammer! I hurry and grab my hammer out of the toolbox.
Now that i've got my weapon, i guess i'm heading out.
OUTSIDE.........
I look around for a fight, and there it is.... In the alley way! I throw my wallet and see three men run towards it. they begin fighting until they notice me.
"How old are you,kid?" One asks.
"seven-teen." I state,
"That's old enough!" Another says. He throws the wallet at me and charges.
"Okay... this outta be easy, just gotta stretch, i should probably tell this guy to wait." i think to myself. "Hey, can you wait!" I yell.
"What?!?" He says. The three of them stop. i begin stretching.
"What are you doing?" One other asks.
"Umm, warming up." I explain.
"You watch to much T.V, kid." The other says.He pulls out a knife.
"Whoe, what's that for?" I ask.
"Oh, i'm just carving something for Christmas!" He yells as he runs towards me. Holy crap! this guys gonna kill me,this ain't what I thought it would be.
"Listen, i think i'm out!" i yell.
"Nope, you dead now!" he yells. he tackles at me. I hurry and pull at my hammer! WHAM! He gets knocked off his feet and falls to the ground. "OWW!"he yells. I look down and see the knife in his shoulder.
"You son of a bi-" the other runs at me.
"Okay, i gotta do this?" i think to myself. I ready my hammer and swing, WHAM! His head swings to the side. He catches himself with his hand and stands back up. The other guy runs at me. He tackles me to the ground before i can hit him. I...
That was the second part to my story. 10 points and i'll keep writting. See ya'll then.
hello. i'm gonna write a super hero story for you guys, if this gets five points, ill write the second part, here it is..................
INTRODUCTION
The Streets were filled with criminals, all the people were scared into there homes. Ever since the mayor had proved to be corrupted, everything changed. He let all prisoners out of the jail, killed off all cops, and if anyone got in his way, they would be "Gone". Yeah, a couple people have tried to take the mayor out, but none have succeeded. I live alone in my apartment. My parents had been killed years ago when i was sleeping, a gang had busted down the door and killed them both. When I woke up, there bodies were there, staring at me, i cried for hours.
Luckily, my dad taught me how to create locks, so i was able to protect myself. This gang, The Smugglers, had been helping out all of us people that aren't criminals, by delivering food and water, every other day. They were risking their lives for us, but we needed it. They've been attacked a couple times, but they haven't quit. But You get tired of living in captivity, you know. It really gets to you. I miss seeing children out in the park, playing, laughing, cheering; i miss the sunlight, shine into my eyes in the mornings. God, it's been so long since I've seen the sun, since I've seen other people, since I've heard other people. There's no electricity, which means no T.V; I've lived off of imagination, ha ha. But seriously, I miss it all.
I'm ready for somebody to stop it, to fight the system, to take a stand for everybody too scared to. Somebody needs to take a stand and end this reign of terror. This was way worse then The Great Depression and The Holocaust. If nobody else will do it, then i will. I'll be the Hero, yeah! All though I have no powers, i can be like that Kick- Ass guy. I can use a hammer,ha ha. I will start a whole revolution, i'll fight off the people in my neighbor hood, first, then other neighborhoods, maybe get followers, too. Then, we will attack the mayor. This my story.... This is my.. Revolution.
Remember, five points and i'll continue it. And comment ideaS FOR A Superhero name, or side kick, or even ideas for the story, alone, see ya next time,guys and girls
