Gothstrike's Return Part 7
Gothstrike regained consciousness. There were three people around her. The doorman from Paudraics stood close by, her intimidating visage slightly marred by a stunningly beautiful body. The alien had ridges along her forehead and her teeth were sharp and pointed.
Standing next to the doorman was the blue-skinned alien she remembered from the scene at Paudraic's. She had a frown on her face as she looked down at Gothstrike. Across from them, on the other side of Gothstrike, stood a man she knew all too well. Officer Harrison looked down at Gothstrike.
The officer spoke "We need to stop meeting like this. You are lucky today Gothstrike," he sneered as he said her name, "No one has decided to press charges. This woman," he gestured at the blue-skinned alien "has vouched for your innocence, and after your target and her employer came in and saw you, they also decided to drop the charges."
Gothstrike's ears were still ringing from the woman's scream. She nodded and said "Then
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Gothstrike stood in her room. She was already dressed in her hero's outfit, her face-paint was on. She was staring at the staff on the wall. Smiling, she picked it up. It felt good in her hands. Spinning it, she thought about the good they would do together. The people they will save. Gothstrike walked slowly to the door of her room. It was time to get back into fight. The question was, how bad have things got in Angel Falls?
It was dark already, and Gothstrike was wandering around the Docks. Things have changed quite a bit. Crime seemed to be more organized. The usual inter-gang wars have lessened somewhat. Gothstrike heard that a group known as the Canadian Syndicate were responsible, but didn't know how strong the alliance among thieves was. She knew the docks well, and it felt familiar to get started there. She first looked in on the Bonecrushers, with Marrow having gone missing nearly a year
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Guardian Hall was silent. Gothstrike sat on the ground, tears in her eyes. She knew everything that happened. She could not control her actions, but she remembered every single one of them.
Polygirl was tending to the bruises on Gordon's body. He had quite a few after the fight. Natell sat in the corner, silent.
Gothstrike finally managed to speak "Gordon, I..." She paused, forcing down a fresh set of sobs "I am so sorry. I didn't know ... I couldn't control myself." She was at a loss for words. Nothing like this had ever happened to her. She was always in control. She depended on it. She had spent years training her body to react to every command she gave it. She had honed her reflexes to peak efficiency. All of that, taken away. She felt violated in a way that made her want to curl into a ball, to shut herself away from the world, so it would never happen again.
Gordon looked at Gothstrike with pity in his eyes. No, not quite pity. Understanding. "It's OK Gothstrike. I know what the
Convention planning"But you would be perfect for cosplaying an Ewok!"Convention planning2 years ago in Settings More Like This
"No Poly, no Ewoks."
"C'mon Brandi, it would be great. I'll play Leia, and Gordon would be Han."
"No! Besides, it is a super hero convention. If we cosplay it should be as actual heroes or villains."
"Hmmm.. How about that idea I had about a year ago. We cosplay as each other! The extra arms I started making for you are in the storage rooms somewhere."
"Yea, that would be cool." Brandi considered, "but who would Gordon go as? I don't have a boyfriend he could cosplay as."
"Good point." Poly thinks for a moment, then smiles. "Maybe he can be a bystander that I saved from terrible villain, and is sooo grateful."
"Heh, yea. Some people can be Very grateful when you save their life." Brandi smiled in remembrance.
Poly was a little shocked. "You didn't! Did you?"
"Oh, maybe a few times. Cute guys need saving too." Brandi said with a mischievous smile.
Poly blushed a little. "Well, I'll talk with Gordon later to see if w
The MeetingThe helicopter approached the private location of the Guardians' headquarters. Inside was one of the top paparazzi in Angel Falls. He had heard that the Guardians were having a general meeting and figured that he could get some great pictures of the heroes, so he rented a chopper to get him close.The Meeting3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Suddenly, the helicopter's radio crackled to life. "Attention. This is the United States Navy. You are approaching a restricted location. Please alter you flight path or we will not be responsible for what happens."
The paparazzi grabbed the mike and said sarcastically, "What are you going to do? Shoot us down?"
The Navy radio operator replied, less formal than before, "Oh, we won't do anything. We'll just sit back and watch how the most powerful people in the city react when you invade their privacy."
The pilot looked over, in shock from the sudden realization. "I think we should turn around." The paparazzi, having come to the same one, didn't argue.
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Gordon Martin, or Raging Bull
The VoteGeneral Alvaro Bardak exited his training room and paused a moment to get used to the reduced gravity. His training room was equipped with technology which could simulate increased gravity. Usually, he lifted weights and battled holographic fighters at eight times normal gravity. And he did so in his armor, as he'd be wearing it when he was in actual combat.The Vote3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
He began walking to the ship's teleporter. As the leader of the Guardians, he was due for a meeting with the other senior members of the team to vote on an important matter. The Lone Stranger had asked for Gordon Martin aka Raging Bull to join the team. Bardak wasn't sure if they should or not. On one hand, the young man seemed sincere in his claim of reformation. But he had committed many serious crimes, including kidnapping the most beloved member of the Guardians.
He stepped into his teleporter and made sure it was set to send him to the team's headquarters before activating it. However, instead of arriving where he expected to
Thunder and Stars part 4Quebec Star landed in front of the hospital and entered. The staff barely glanced at her as she floated through the halls. In the past few days, there had been numerous superheroes coming there, and all to visit the same person. She located the room where Elizabeth Two-Feathers was being treated and entered it. Her friend was laying in the bed, hooked up to an oxygen mask and various intravenous tubes. Due to the severity of her injuries, she was in an induced coma. There was no one else in the room so she hovered over to the chair besides the bed and sat down. She reached over and took Elizabeth's hand.Thunder and Stars part 43 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Hello Elizabeth," she said in French. She was speaking in her native tongue because it was easier for her to express herself. "I don't know if you can hear me, or even understand me, but I like to think you can. Anyways, I wish that I could have been there when this happened, but I was in Montreal helping the police there and wasn't able to respond for a few hours. Maybe if I had of r
A Gift for PolygirlRaging Bull, aka Gordon Martin, stood outside Aria's door. This would be the first he was meeting with one of Polygirl's friends, and he was somewhat nervous. He already was on FireBrandi's blacklist... he didn't need to make Aria's as well. And from what he heard... she may need all the support she can get. Making enemies with the Syndicate was a bad business... and she had her own family issues to worry about.A Gift for Polygirl3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
He took a deep breath and let it out. It was now or never. He knocked at the door.
To his surprise, a very cheerful and almost singsong voice responded back. "Who iiiiiiiis it?" Gordon blinked, not sure if the stress had gotten to her or if this was how she always acted.
"Uhhhh... Gordon Martin. Or Raging Bull... call me what you like."
The room was quiet for a second, and then the voice called back, but this time sounding very shy and timid. "O-o-one minute..."
When the door opened, there was no one standing there in the doorway. Gordon blinked, confused. "Uhhh... you still he