RE: Superhero Member story thing? Chapter 1 has been made again!
Sorry that it was
bit late, but better late then never
!
Chapter 2
Marc awoke to the sound of birds outside. It was a bright day outside; Marc rolled over in his bed and looked up at his clock. His clock was a digital one with no means expensive or even not cheap. In fact it was a plain one with a black background and green text on which told the time. Marc opened his eyes 7.00 the clock read. Marc’s eyes opened wide and he rushed out of bed. Pulling of his pyjamas as he did, today was the ceremony of Nuclear saving, thought Marc, if he was late, oh Marc couldn’t bare the humility.
Marc clambered down the stairs missing the last step and falling on his face, ah Marc thought the smell of air freshener. Man that air-wix stuff really did smell good. He got back on his feet and rushed into the kitchen. He picked up some milk from the fridge and poured it down his body. He rushed back upstairs and put on his suit and tie XD. Back out of the door he needed to get to the Town Square quickly which is where the ceremony was being set. He grabbed his skateboard and kicked off three times, gagh this isn’t fast enough Marc thought. There was a passing red Mini passing by behind him. Marc waited for the Mini to overtake him then he grabbed on to the back of the Mini and was being pushed along by it, genius Marc thought.
WPM was making an announcement about the nuclear saving program; Magma King was waiting for Marc. It wasn’t like Marc to be late thought Magma King, who am I kidding of course that’s like him. Magma King had brilliant blue eyes with blond hair that had partly red in it. Magma King worked as a Volcanologist which meant that he had to practically live in a volcano! God this speech was going on a bit he thought, he looked down at his watch then up at the sky. Behind were WPM was standing there was Proffers’Umptuck’s lab. He was the brain behind this scheme wasn’t he; he must be working away at his office now, a bit odd that he hadn’t come out to the ceremony. Wow, is that cloud shaped like a donkey, magma king thought.
Wow, is that cloud shaped like a donkey, Marc thought. Holding on to the back of the Mini on his Black, scratched skateboard. Looking up in the air he didn’t notice that the Mini took a sudden turn making Marc fly off of the board and hit the concrete. He picked himself up and looked up to a face, a face that he saw every day whilst down at the café in town. “Magma king”, Marc said “So how’s the ceremony?” Felling rather stupid he just looked straight on at WPM, his black hair shining onto the sun! Magma King frowned and just looked straight ahead, as well.
After another hour of WPM saying how great the town is and why this has gone ahead, he finally pushed the great red button on the generator. Marc thought the dome generator was cool with its dome shaped glass and purple electricity bouncing offs the walls inside. Everyone but a sweat drenched: Df111: he was a quiet man that had a stutter and didn’t like to get in with local affairs. He was going to shout something out before… SMASH the glass when showering everywhere likes rain that would never stop. WPM was thrown off the stage by his body guard, Bam. Bam was a macho-man he never wanted to cry and his ginger, now short hair, his muscles bulging out of his usual beige T-shirt. He pulled out the glass out of his skin and drank the blood; this was the sort of man whose blood didn’t want to be wasted. The purple electricity from the generator shot up in the air with a crackling noise. It made all the members of Pokebeach scream and run around the square. BAM, the electricity came crashing back down, making bits of rubble and debris in the air, the air was filled with red smoke, like Flares have gone off. Me? Well all I can remember is a huge rock falling on me (me being Marc).
Cold blood running down my shin cracks in my skin had opened making little stones fall in them, the huge rock had gone, and so had everyone else. The sky was still red, making my blood look yellow >_<. Everyone had gone from the town square, it was a deserted wasteland. Marc stepped up, shivering he walked around, he fell straight to the ground. His tooth cracking on the blood stained concrete He heard a clunk, then a swishing noise. In front of his face stood two brown high heels, Marc looked up to see, presumably a woman, in a white costume. The sort that gymnastics would wear she looked very thin and her eyes were replaced with two cats like eyes. Her costume was creamy white with a gold amulet on her head; she had brown paws that looked like gloves. She picked up Marc and threw him up against the wall, being a lady she still was very strong. She slapped him round the head and then punched him. “Who the hell are you?” she asked, lapping up the words like rich wine.
“Um me, Marc.” Marc said confused. He escaped her grips and ran off tripping over his tongue. “What the F***!” he shouted. He looked down and he saw a great big red slobbering tongue. He too was wearing a costume like the lady, it was pink with white bib like symbol under neat the crest, and it was very bulky which made him look fatter. His costume had yellow marking on the stomach which resembled a Lickilicky. The woman with the suit chased after him. Not knowing what do Marc swung his gigantic tongue at her. “Idiot!” she shouted. Marc realized that this was Meowth14, one of the office girls in the room next-door. She always had a passion for money. She threw another punch at Marc, Marc caught the punch with his tongue then he punched her in the ribs. When she was bent over Marc picked up an old abandoned shopping trolley from behind him and threw it at her. Meowth14 was now covered in saliva, “ugh”, she spluttered. Marc ran at her going for a punch, on the floor Meowth14 stepped on Marc’s tongue making it bleeds. He fell on the floor, Meowth14 picked herself up and pounced, out sprang out 4 sharp glass shards that resembled claws. Defenseless Marc awaited the feeling off glass poke into his body…
