There was never a better time for one to be a ciminal. With the apparent disappearance of Earth's mightiest heroes. It did not take long before the whole criminal under belly erupted. Police and second string superheroes were buried by waves of B and C list super villains. A lot of times things were so bad average criminals and thugs could just slip through the cracks unchallenged. As a result the crime rate trippled in most major cities. Drug dealers and arm dealers ere practically around every corner. Societies protectors were given no time to rest.
East Coast: Baltimore, Maryland
9:00 p.m.- Blake Johns the unofficial protector of Baltimore was walking on his way back to his house, carrying a carton of milk. He found himselfs on the streets more than ever now, sometimes he wouldn't even have a reason for going out other than to patrol. Now Blake was not your typical superhero, he didn't normally go patrolling around the city at all hours of the night with his underwear on inside out, but with times this bad he knew his presence on the street each night was holding the city together. Blake continued to walk home, when after traveling few more blocks he heard a noise. Turning to look down a dark alleyway, he spied a two thugs hustling a young lady.
"GET YOUR HANDS OFF OF ME!" the lady screamed just as one of the thugs grabbed here roughly by he arm.
It was sad what these tough times had reduced people too. As Blake stopped in his tracks walking towards the three he noticed people walking past the alleyway simply carrying on about their business without a care in the world for anything but their problems. This is what the worst recession and crime-wave in this nations history will do to people.
"I SAID GET YOUR HANDS OFF OF NEFMRF!" screamed the lady once more just before one of the thugs muffled her mouth with his hand.
"That's enough," said Blake now only a few paces away.
The Two Thugs turn to face Blake. The Thug, not restraining the woman, approaches Blake. "Just who do you think you are fool! You better get gone before I rearrange your face."
The other Thug looks at Blake and a silent realization comes over his face. "Wait a second Johnny I know this guy," he states in a nervous voice.
"So! I do not care who this fool is no one messes with the Skulls." The thug whips out a knife and points it at Blake. After Blake does not respond to his threats the thug advances on him and stabs Blake right in the chest. Blake does not move a muscle and simply watches as the Thugs smug grin changes into a face of pure shock and horror as the blade snaps into upon impact with Blake's enhanced skin.
"Are you done yet?" asked Blake.
He than proceeded to pick the hooligan up by the scruff of his neck and toss him against the alley wall. Upon impact the punk was immediately knocked out.
"One down one to go." said Blake with a smile. "Now lets finish this up so I can get to bed."
The other thug stumbled backwards releasing his hold on the lady. She immediately rushed out of the alleyway with a brief, thank you to Blake. "Don't mention it."
"Now wait a minute man. I wasn't going to do nothing."
"Sure you weren't. Why don't we walk down to the police station and you can tell me all about it."
"Oh come on man! Look I know who you are. Your that dude they call Vangaurd right.?If you let me go this one time I'll always owe you one."
"Tempting," said Blake as he pretended to ponder the deal. The punk continued to back towards the alleyway entrance, when he suddenly turned around and bolted.
"Pass," said Vangaurd as he picked up a nearby trash can and tossed it at the punk, knocking him flat on his face in the process.
With the knocked out thug slung over his back Vangaurd grabbed the other dude by his shirt and hauled him into the air. 'Al right I've done enough for tonight I think,' though Vangaurd.
However, just as Vangaurd was heading towards the police Station there was allowed explosion. whipping his head around he saw a sight he really did not want to see.
Bursting out from the front of Wachovia Bank, completely demolishing the entrance and spewing debris, was the super villain Ankylosaur, carrying three large bags full of money in each hand.. This was by far one of the largest villains Vangaurd had encountered in person. Ankylosaur's real name was Paul Bressler, he use to be your average super villain till he got his hands on a state of the art cybernetics combat suite. Now he stands 8'3" protected by a light gray, highly advanced robotic armor, which augments his strenght and provides him with an array of arsenals. He dubbed himself Ankylosaur after the prehistoric dinosaur for the large tail attached to the suit that he whips around like a wrecking ball. He recently escaped from prison and reacquired his suite a few weeks ago.
"Oh you gotta be kidding me." said Vangaurd. He immediately dropped the too criminals he was carrying. Than after taking a few seconds, he decided the best course of action was too launch a preemptive strike. This probably was not the best idea at the time, but Blake new he needed to put this guy down fast. Sprinting towards the colossal giant Vangard lunged at him sending a left hook right too his face.
Ankylosayr staggered backwards dazzed in confused.
"What the!" he said as he grasped his jaw. He quickly turned and looked down to see his attacker. "Who the heck are you," asked the hulking giant.
"Names Vangaurd, and I am giving you five minutes to put the money back and heard your self in."
"HAHAHA! Vangaud, oh yeah that does ring a bell. Protector of the hood right. Listen kid my advice to you is to invest in a costume. Cause I am in a hurry right now I'll give you two options. Option 1 you get out of my way and I won't kill you. Option 2 I kill you."
Vangaurd charges at Ankylosaur "Hmmm. Spandex isn't really my thing. And I think I'll take option three. The one where I kick your......." BAM! Blake is knocked back by a qucik back hand and send crashing through a nearby building.
A few seconds later Blake burst out from under the rubble. He takes a minute to gather himself as he staggers out of the building.
"Okay lets try that again!" Vangaurd charges at Ankylosaur one more time. As, Blake closes the distance between them the villain whips his tail slashing at Vangaurds shoulder. Ducking under the blow. Blake than rams the brute at full speeding attempting to tackle him. Instead Ankylosaur braces himself for the impact and slides backwards a couple feet. Taking both his fists and raising them high over his head he slams them down in a violent motion right on Vangaurd's back, crushing him into the ground.
Blake opened his eyes and lifted himself up on his hands of knees. Just as he started to stand he sensed Ankylosaur's presence behind him. He turned around to see the villain towering over him with a suburban raised hihg bove his head. "You know kid, you learn a few things in prison. You don't hit a man when he is down. You flatten him!"
"Oh shi....," was all Vangaurd could get out, before the large Suburban was crushed on top of him. The SUV exploded sending a large wave of smoke and flames surging upwards into the sky.
Ankylosaur turned around proceeded to pick up the money and proceed down the street. A few paces away Ankylosaur was slammed in the back by the still flamming carcas or a wrecked suburban. He lands on a fire hydrant, breaking it and causing a geyser of water to shoot into the sky.
"Hold on wide load we're not done yet!" said Vangaurd. As he walked towards the giant. Blake's ripped off his shirt, which was completely burned and shreded from the SUV, showing off his muscular physique.
"That's it kid. Cause you have really ticked me off I am going to rip you to pieces and use your head as an ash tray!"
Now Vangaurd knew if he just tried to overpower Ankylosaur the fight would go on forever, causing a lot of collateral damage. Thinking quickly Blake summoned his spear and hurled it at the telephone lines located right above the lumbering behemoth. The shield snapped the power lines, resulting in them landing on Ankylosaur. The electric shock from the lines was strong enough to short out his suite and knock the villain out.
A few minutes later the police showed up and Blake explained the situation to them.
"No need to thank me officer I was just doing my part."
"Don't get to excited, kid you just knocked out the power for this entire district will call it even," replied on of the officers on the scene.
Vangaurd, placed his arm over his back and began to stretch, as he walked home. He was definitely going to have a bruise later. 'Well at least things can't get any worse,' he thought.
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