Heironymous vs. Savage Dragon

RANKED 3rd BY VOTERS IN CHARACTER CREATION CONTEST #12!

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07/11/13Heironymous #2Heironymous vs.Savage Dragon(Blog) (Forum)Disclaimer
RatingRating explanation
T+Moderate violence, swearing with symbols, slightly suggestive moment.
Last Issue: How Lincoln Really Died
Intro:So far, my total output on the Fan-Fic forum has been in the Character Creation Contest. I want to share some of the stuff I've written there with the larger FF forum. Heironymous returns, slight edits. Let me know what you think.

Contest details:

Contest #DateThemeMax Words AllowedMy WordsTotal % of contest wordsVotesTotal % of VoteOverall Placement
1206/29/13How They Pay The Bills1,0001,00018.7%3 (+2 late votes)17.7%3rd (of 6)
~jatoe84's challenge:

...We all know our favourite heroes and villains who are forever locked in the throws of a good old fist battle, but... Job... I would like to see you write any hero or villain, past, present or future in comic, movie or TV show and have them battle that mundane task to pay rent or pay for the thread to stitch a new costume.

Giles still had to stack books in the library alphabetically, Steve Rogers worked at Bennett Advertising coming up with new ads, Thor (Sigurd) worked a construction job, and Tony and Bruce still had visit the office to get those wonderful toys....

It can be exciting, Grayson is a cop, Barry Allen a forensic expert, the list is endless. Tie it into a punch up or simply punching the key board it's up to you in a 1000 words or less...

And the story...

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Heironymous vs. Savage Dragon~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"Police!" announced Officer Dragon, as he smashed through the plate glass storefront. "Get your hands in the air! Don't make me have to kick your @$$!"

The bald man in the black suit and handlebar mustache gave the fin-headed officer a bland look. "Was that really necessary? There's a door ten feet that way," he said, pointing to his right. He then dropped a balding, unconscious man to the floor.

"I told you to get your hands up! You can't just go around beating people into unconsciousness!"

The suit looked at the man piled at his feet, and said, "Him? He was threatening you. He was ranting something about, 'I made him! I can kill him!' He called himself 'Highbrow.' Fingerprint scanner makes him as one 'E. Larsen.' Know him?"

Dragon countered, "Nevermind. Last time - get your hands up."

The mustache sighed. "Fine." He raised his hands slowly, then took in a sharp breath. When he breathed out, he blew fire. Dragon turned and jumped out the broken window, but was still engulfed by the flames, the blast throwing him into the building across the street.

A long minute passed, the two storefronts facing each other across the two lane street. Both burned quietly, as fire alarms blared from within. Finally, there was a shift of fallen brick and the tinkle of shattered glass, and Dragon crawled from the burning debris.

"I am getting really tired of surviving fires, without my clothes." He stood up slowly, looked around to see whether he was exposing himself to the public (again), and walked over to his police cruiser. Realizing he didn't have his keys, he muttered, "Crap," and shoved his finger through the trunk lock. He jerked slightly, and the trunk lid buckled and wrenched loose. Dropping it to one side, he first pulled out a pair of pants, and put them on quickly. Then he reached in for a shotgun. He looked back across the street, and the fire breather was casually walking out the door of the store, using his hands to pat flames out on his suit. Unlike the suit, the man was unharmed.

Crossing the street in three quick lunges, Dragon shouted, "Did you just leave that man to die?" and belted him with the butt of his rifle.

The man didn’t stagger, but returned with a backhand that sent Dragon back against his cruiser. Before Dragon could get up, the man was over him, yanking the rifle away and tossing it aside. "Don't be ridiculous. I sent the storeowner out the back way with him. You should take him in."

"How 'bout I take you in, instead?" Dragon swung at the man, but the man dodged to one side, caught Dragon's wrist with one hand, and delivered a blow with the other that made his arm snap at the elbow. The officer rolled to his good arm, and swept a leg back to trip the man, only to have him jump over it, and come down on his knee, snapping that as well. The man quickly stomped Dragon's groin, just to slow him down further.

He then dropped down on one knee, the other pressing at Dragon's throat. "Now, while those are healing, what do you say we talk for a minute?" He reached in his jacket, and came out with a badge and identification. "Heironymous. Secret Service." He felt the tension leave Dragon's body, and lifted his knee.

"What do you want?" asked Dragon.

"You, sir, were elected Commander-in-Chief, for about a minute-and-a-half. That gets you a Secret Service protection detail for life, and guess what? That’s me." The bald man stood and offered a hand to Dragon.

Just as he was fully upright, Dragon swung and knocked Heironymous three car lengths down the street. "I owed you that for the kick to the groin," he growled. Swaggering towards the agent, he called, "Now do you want to explain to me why my 'protection detail' assaulted a man, caused a few hundred thousand dollars worth of fire damage, and attacked me?" By the time he finished his question, he was standing directly over the agent.

Heironymous, propped on both elbows, looked up at his green charge, and answered, "He was threatening a former President of the United States, and it is my duty to stop any and all threats against your person. The damage is a hazard of breathing fire. And I attacked you to gauge your durability, so I can better know what threats against your person are credible."

Dragon stomped on Heironymous' chest, smacking him against the pavement. "That's the STUPIDEST thing I've ever HEARD!"

From the ground, Heironymous shrugged. "It happens in fan-fiction all the time."

"I'm hauling your @$$ in, agent or not," growled Dragon.

Heironymous glowered. "Sir, with all due respect to your former office, get off of me!" The agent delivered an uppercut that sent Dragon sailing backwards. He got to his feet, and suveyed his suit, finding it scorched and tattered beyond repair.

He scowled as he started down the street, towards the fallen former president. "Now you listen to me! I am a da**ed sight older than this entire country. I've been with the Secret Service since the day it started. I have been involved with the protection of all twenty-nine presidents since that day, which includes your sorry @$$, and you are by far the biggest disgrace among them! You have endangered and taken lives as many times as you've saved them, were a da**ed puppet when you ran for office, and you are the sorriest, most dumb@$$ excuse for a 'dragon' I've ever seen. I'm a dragon! You're just a lizard-man with a badge."

Dragon got up, seething, but simply said, "Go back to wherever you came from. I'm refusing Secret Service protection."

Heironymous looked amused. "Why's that?"

Through gritted teeth, Dragon said, "Because. I. Say. So." Then he stalked away.

Heironymous glanced around at the damage, and walked in the other direction. "Da**ed skink."

Please let me know what you think, and thanks! -cb
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Advance praise for Heironymous #2: Heironymous vs. Savage Dragon:

"It happens in fan-fiction all the time."

Great work man. There's some great stories in this comp already, it'll be tough one to take home. You make a favourite then bang, a Lizard with a badge...

jatoe48er
Very nice, don't see much...any Savage Dragon fan-fic, loved it!batkevin74
Hmm reptilian police officers, man that's as terrifying as a necromantic nurse and a cranky mutant photo developer but not as scary as D-Man in that leotard. Shudder :OImpurestCheese
cbishop followed by jatoe48er, But Cbishop.Pyrogram
...I love wrestling so jatoe48er would place 2nd followed by cbishop in 3rd...batkevin74
@cbishop, I love me some Savage Dragonjoshmightbe
My vote goes to @cbishop.jatoe48er
After careful consideration (All these stories are brilliant) my vote goes to @cbishop. He made a story with plenty of noir and intrigue while keeping some humor. It made me really immersed in this world, and I am hungry for more. [late vote -cb]SpideyIvyDaredevilFan26
I'm voting for the handlebar moustached firebreather by @cbishop because he was the only guy who did anything, as in feats. This was the only story that i felt gave any real description of the character. He beat down or at least gave a hard time to Savage Dragon, an established character whose abilities and stuff are pretty impressive. Plus, Dragon's pretty cool. The handlebar was not my thing but hey, it's the author's choice. And i think he did good creating the character. [late vote -cb]sweatboy
...Dragon is awesome. I've been a big fan of RoboCop myself, (it was even one of my nicknames at school) and we share that admiration of cops. I remember when I started following you, it was because of a blog you wrote about how more cops need to be in comics, and how cops hold a personal importance to you.sweatboy

Thanks for stopping in! :^D