Saving the savior, part 1

Det her er første del af en miniserie på 2-3 afsnit. den handler om en helt mig the Big B engang opfandt, skurken er fra spillet evil genius og desuden gæsteoptræder en hel stak af Bjørnens helte. enjoy.


A lone hero Revealed

June woke up on a sofa, not that there was anything weird in waking up on sofa, what was weird though was that the sofa was not her own, neither did it belong to anyone she knew. Another weird thing was the fact that the room in witch she was laying only contained the sofa and a short and rather fat man in a blue suit. He stood looking out of a large window in wall opposite of the wall that the sofa stood against. As June watched him, he caught her reflexion in the glass and smiled pleasantly.
“I see that you have awoken.” He said, not turning away from the window but kept looking at the see beyond the window, with his hands behind his back. “Do you know who I am?” he continued.
June looked at his reflection, and thought that he had seen him somewhere but she was not sure where. “I don’t think so.” She said sitting up.
“My name is Maximilian.” Maximilian turned around and June saw that what had looked like a pleasant smile in the reflection was actually a wicked grin, and he wore an eyeglass over his right eye.
“I am considered one of the greatest minds in existence.”
June finally realized where she had seen him. “You are that criminal they talked about in the news last week. They said that you were trying to take over the world or something like that.”
“Correct, my young lady. I am going to take over the world, and I believe that I am already well on my way to doing so. Now young lady, do you know why you are here?”
June searched her mind fir the answer but none came up, she had a faint idea but she hoped that she was wrong. Neither she realised did she know how she had gotten here, or where here was for that matter.
“No I don’t.” She said deciding on playing it safe, “Why am I here?”
“You are here because of your looks.” Said Maximilian and turned to look out of the window again.
”My looks?” she said truly supriced, and to hide her relief of this news she looked down herself. She was breathtakingly beautiful, her hair was long and red, her skin white and pure, and her breast were as guys liked them, big and real.
“They say he likes redheads.” Said Maximilian from the window.
“Am I bait?” asked June and looked frightened when Maximilian nodded, she had to know one thing before deciding what to do.
“Who are you after?” she asked.
“The only person in this world with the power to stop me.” Said Maximilian.
“But who is it?” just after she said the words an alarm started ringing, and a cold female voice said: “Warning, security breach in hangar 4, code red. Warning, security breach in hangar 4, code red. Warning…”
Near hangar 4 that special someone was running along an empty corridor.

The Hero that was running along the corridors was not a famous one, he had lived his superhero days in a constant shower of jokes, rudeness and he had even been denied access to S.U.P.E.R. (the Superhero Union for Protection of the Earth and its Residents.)
As far as he knew he was the only living superhero not in S.U.P.E.R. It was a disgrace and the reason they based there decision was ridiculous, that he was too violent “you got to be kidding me!” had he said when he received his denial of entry from the 4 leaders of S.U.P.E.R.
“How can you say that when you have DragonDemon in the council?” He roared and pointed at, DragonDemon, the youngest member of the council, a young man with scales instead of skin and big wings on his back. “The same hero that is known to kill rather than capture, is telling me that I am too violent? That is just too lame.”
“The council has spoken.” Said the leader of the council a man named Viktor Vidhen, he had never been a hero himself, but his knowledge of heroes and villains was unmatched. “You may leave now.”
“No, how can this be your decision? It is outrageous!” He stepped forward but was stopped as a hand pressed against his shoulder. The hand belonged to one of the members of the council, who was sitting 5 meters away, between the hand and the man stretched an incredibly long arm. The Person whose arm had just stopped him was no other than the legendary Nano-man, leader of the old SOSpita-League. All the members of that squad had moved on to become legends themselves. Nano-man was considered to be one of the greatest superheroes in existence, even though he was actually a robot, consisting of thousands upon thousands of Nanobots, which is the reason for his rubber like abilities.
“As I said.” Continued Viktor as if nothing had happened, Viktor was the inventor long ago had build Nano-man, plus he raised DragonDemon, those two things gave him a godlike ability to remain calm no matter what. “You can leave now.”
“NO!” shouted the mad discarded hero and stormed forward to attack, but he didn’t get to take 4 steps forward before he had to jump back to avoid 3 shurikens that was thrown towards him. The last member of the council had finally made her move, she was standing on the table dressed in black.
“Do you know who I am?” She said with a voice colder than ice.
“You are the legendary Ninja Girl, the most cunning killer this world has seen.” He knew as he said it that she could kill him in an instant. “I am not stupid enough to pick a fight with some of the greatest heroes in this world, all I want is the truth.” He turned and started to walk towards the exit, stopping as he reached the door. “I am truly disappointed of you, I thought that you would be able to see the potential in my power, but you have turned out to be as narrow minded as everybody else. But what disappoints me the most is that none of you were able to tell me what the true reason for my denial was. That my powers were too weird for your famous union, but there will come a time where you regret your denial.” Then he left without another word.

His eyes were brown, he had a little goatee and his clothe was a dark shade of purple, so was the cape that he was wearing. On his chest was his code of arms, it looked like an incredibly well drawn chair in dark red. The cape was soaring behind him as he ran through the corridors
He had only been running trough Maximilian’s massive base for 3 minutes before he encountered two heavily armed guards. He had just turned a corner and saw them standing guard at a door not ten meters away.
“Freeze, or suffer the consequences.” Yelled one of the guards and aimed one hell of a machine gun at him. But he didn’t stop he kept running towards the guards, raising his right hand in front of him and using all his mental power to rip apart the laws of reality. A small purple circle appeared in midair between the running hero and the now shocked guards. The rift in reality grew larger and a shadowy figure started taking form as what looked like a long backed kitchen chair. It was a kitchen chair and the hero started to spin left around himself as he graphed the chair. He took the chair with him as he spun on the spot, throwing it with all his might towards the two guards. One of the guards was completely thrown by the sudden attack and therefore he did not get out of the way and was knocked out cold by the chair. The guard that had managed to get out of the way fired his gun at the hero but it was too late. He knocked the gun out of his hand and planted a fist in his stomach. The guard was force forward by the pain in his stomach, only to have his face met by a knee on the way up. The force of the knee knocked this last guard out cold.
The hero looked down at the two guards and laughed, could this really be what he had standing guard in front of his prison? He found the little code panel that locked the door and pounced in the code he had forced out of a guard in the hangar. The door opened silently and the hero stepped into a dark dungeon like room.
The room was filled with people sitting in unnatural position along the wall, there arms in the air but there eye looking straight into the ground. They all had different wires attached to the small platforms that they sat on, and a couple of them were wearing helmets with even more wires sticking out of. In the middle sat Viktor, he was the only one not tied up more than the chain that held up his hands. As the hero entered the dungeon Viktor looked up, as he saw the hero that he had once denied access into S.U.P.E.R. he just smiled. “You.” He said “I knew we would not be able to hold you back. I knew that you would continue your fight for justice, Chair-man.”
Chair-man said nothing but simply stared at Viktor, then after what seemed like a great deal of thought he spoke: “He got her.”
“I know” answered Viktor as the hero started removing the chains around his hands.
“Does he know about her?” asked the hero and tore removed the chains that were binding Viktor’s legs.
“I don’t believe he does, but it can only be a matter of time before he realizes it.” Viktor looked him straight in the eyes and said in a hard voice: “Do you now realize why you could not join S.U.P.E.R.?”
The hero nodded. “You knew he was coming and you needed someone on the outside. And you know how this will end.”
Viktor nodded, only two people could take on this mission, you and DragonDemon, but sending DD away would be too much of a give away. I hope that you will one day forgive me for the suffering I have inflicted upon you.”
“The day that I forgive you will not come sooner than the day I die, we both know this.” Then he turned on the spot and left the room, Viktor could free the rest himself.