The Commander
Yu Long City bustles with life. the year is 1947.
Civilians stroll, run and drive throughout the streets. Heading to work, school or just hanging outside. Chatter and car engines, mixed with soft construction noises fill the air.
Then the sound of screams echo break through the city noise.
A civilian runs away from a street followed by a small crowd of others, running in fear. What follows is a low down villain that goes by the name, Thunder Strike, a dark grey male mongoose.
Thunder Strike is pointlessly destroying cars and property as he floats in the air carrying a duffle bag. The classic villain committing a classic crime. A small robbery is under way.
Basic Villain
THUNDER STRIKE: "Get out the way, you fucking morons!"
He yells, shocking some innocent pedestrians as he floats by, shocking and injuring a lot.
Thunder Strike continues his push through the streets causing massive damage, attempting to make a safe escape before anything can stop him. But then something echoes through the air.
Something like wind breaking stops Thunder Strike in his tracks. He looks around, now sweating bullets.
A blue blurr flashes into view punching the mongoose in the cheek sending him flying into the ground, creating the sound of a small explosion as he touches down.
Now floating where Thunder Strike use to, The Commander stands firm with a friendly smile.
COMMANDER
COMMANDER: "Looks like your not. . . 'lightening' fast enough to dodge me!"
A collective moan of disappointment of the bad joke flows through the air from the untouched pedestrians who were unharmed.
"What are you doing Thunder? You know you're supposed to be in prison yes?"
He lands on the edge of the newly formed crater in which Thunder Strike lies.
Basic Villain
THUNDER STRIKE: "Tcch,"
He struggles to get up, his body completely out of commission from the heavy hit he received.
"Yo-you sonuva,"
He pushes himself to stand and point his open hand towards Commander and shoots a long string of lightening at him.
Commander dodges his attack with little to no issue. Seemingly faster than light, appears behind Thunder.
Thunder notices and quickly swings his arm backwards trying to strike the lumbering wolf, but Commander steps back quickly dodging the attack.
Thunder starts throwing punches and flinging lightening waves in an erratic manner, all in an attempt to put down Commander.
With ease, Commander dodges every swing and shock then gut punches Thunder.
A shock waves blows through Thunder and out his back, creating a large gust of wind.
COMMANDER
COMMANDER: He thinks to himself, that he may have put too much power behind that punch.
"Sorry about that,"
Pulling his fist away, Thunder Strike falls over trying to catch his breath.
With two simple hits Commander puts down a villain with ease. Then he calls in a medical team to help the injured civilians and police to arrest Thunder Strike.
The medical team brought one of Commanders fellow hero's, Dr. Meier.
Dr. Meier
DR. MEIER: She walks up to her colleague.
"Hey there big guy, you didn't break'em too much, didja'?"
COMMANDER
COMMANDER: "Petra! Hey! And no I didn't,"
He says while he also thinks, 'Oh I hope not,'
Dr. Meier
DR. MEIER: "Good, good,"
She says looking around at about 20-25 injure pedestrians.
"Because I already have my hands full, don't need you adding to that. How are you?"
COMMANDER
COMMANDER: "I'm good,"
Dr. Meier
DR. MEIER: "How's Zula doing? And the babies?"
COMMANDER
COMMANDER: " Their all doing so well. Mika took her first steps yesterday!"
Dr. Meier
DR. MEIER: "Damn, I feel like I work too much,"
She looks around once more to the injured.
"We need to make a date, I wanna see the family,"
COMMANDER
COMMANDER: He smiles,
"You got it, I'll make the time, I do miss hanging out with you,"
Dr. Meier
DR. MEIER: "As do I,"
She smirks a bit as she hates showing too much emotion but she and Commander are really good friends so she cracks sometimes.
"Welp, I should get to work. I'll try to stop by soon,"
COMMANDER
COMMANDER: He nods in delight, smiling even bigger.
After their interaction, Commander turns and flies off, leaving Meier to her medical work.
He flies around patrolling the city, making sure no wrong doings are afoot.
Though he patrols he conduct cover the entire surface, the real devious deals for on under ground.
An auction for young females take place in an abandoned warehouse, deep, hiding in plain sigh of the city of Yu Long.
Many disgusting carnivorous male animals stare and ogle the women like cuts of meat. This auction was for males who crave young female meat. A fetish almost. They drool and lick their lips, and some grope themselves as they tend to. . . 'do things' to the meat before they chow down.
A man on an intercom, softly speaks to the horrid customers.
GRANDFATHER
GRAND: "I hope everyone is ready to start bidding,"
He softly speaks into a little microphone.
"The bidding for little Amy is starting at 12,000. A pure white bunny is hard to come by, folks."
His shameless selling of kidnapped little girls to horny and hungry men just reeks of evil.
Uncomfortable the bidding starts as the buyers bid every penny they can. Starting from 12,000 and raising.
13, 15, 16, even 20,000. The world that dwells in the darkness is a cesspit of disgusting individuals. Slavery, illegal weapons trade, gambling, even killing of each other happen in this warehouse. And it's all under watch by a singular man.
Everyone calls him Grandfather.
GRANDFATHER
GRAND: "SOLD! To Mr. Latchfield, be sure to give a tip!"
A guard walks up behind him and whispers; "Sir, the item could not make it. Thunder Strike was arrested. Commander stopped him".
GRANDFATHER
GRAND: His smile that he had fades.
"Fucking hate that powered asshole,"
He grips and breaks his microphone out of anger.
"That fucking loser. Stupid smile, God I hate him. I need to figure out how to stop that him"
He scratches his chin thinking on what to do.
"Do we have anyone who can take him out?"
The guard stands by and thinks to himself, not really having too much of and idea. But that conversation was quickly cut short as Mr. Latchfield, the bid winner, enters the room holding a briefcase ready to pay.
After the transaction Grandfather goes back to thinking about what he could possible do or who he could get to put down his enemy, Commander.
Commander is the stereotypical hero, with the same basic powers; Flight, super strength, ice breath, heat vision, super speed and virtually impenetrable skin. With a resume like this it's hard to find someone to take him down.
GRANDFATHER
GRAND: "Let me ask you,"
The guard turns to him.
"Do you know. . .the science behind Commander?"
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