HDC as Superheroes: The story.

[Doc Faustus]

Good work on this one as always.

[Living Dead Dude]

oh hell yah! :D
this is awesome.

[Living Dead Dude]

when your done is there a way you can post all chapters together in one thread?

[ferretchucker]

Originally Posted by Living Dead Dude

when your done is there a way you can post all chapters together in one thread?

A very good Mod usually does that for us.

[Living Dead Dude]

epicness. :):):)

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Interlude - Renegade: The Beginning

CHAPTER #

INT. TWILIGHT CITY, UNKNOWN LOCATION.

Vallen looks across at the timers of the bombs in front of him, laid down in a neat line across the table. A mangy mongrel slowly walks over and sits beside him, looking above with expectant eyes.

VALLEN
Hungry, fella?

Vallen takes a small Clark bar out of his jacket's inner pockets and peels the wrapper off, before breaking it into two and extending a piece to the dog. The dog sniffs it once, then gently pries it out of Vallen's hand and chews on it slowly.

VALLEN
That will have to do for now. You will get your food when I do the shopping at midnight.

He slowly walks over and sinks into the small couch beside the table, thoughtful. A large shadow falls across him and he looks to his right. A hawk has perched itself on the ventilator across the room, letting out a small squawk.

VALLEN
Just now. Anything else?

The hawk makes a series of incoherent squawking noises, then tilts its head to the left. Vallen's look shifts from the hawk to the ceiling, deep in thought.

VALLEN
Hmm. It's going to be a long night again...

He closes his eyes with a small sigh. His mind begins to drift back into his past.


(HAZY IMAGES AND VOICES ROLL - ZOOM INTO A FACE)


TODD
Hey chap! Looking great today as usual...

VALLEN (smiling)
I always look good when I am out of uniform. What's new?

TODD (with a laugh)
Have a great Fourth, man. I'll be around to pick you up next week.



(HAZY IMAGES AND VOICES AGAIN - ZOOM INTO A CAFE)

Mikey's Cafe.

Some patrons can be seen having coffee and discussing in low voices. Vallen walks in.

MIKEY (with a beaming smile)
Hey yo Vallen my man! It's good to see you.

VALLEN (smiles back)
So what's up, Mikey? That smells really good.

MIKEY
Brewing some of my special homemade coffee. Come up and sit and I'll get you a mug.

VALLEN
Thanks, buddy. Can't wait till I get home. Some other time perhaps.

MIKEY
Come on! You can always spare a moment for this old man.

VALLEN (laughs slowly)
You ain't old. Okay, I'll have some.

MIKEY (grinning and turning around towards the kitchen)
Hey Marge! Vallen's come home. Get us some coffee will ya?

Vallen sits on one of the propped-up stools and places his bag on the floor. Just then, a huge roar breaks the silence and a bunch of bikers zoom across the cafe on their bikes, yelling and blowing long whistles.

VALLEN
That was loud.

MIKEY (looking back from the road)
Damn filthy asswipes! Things have become worse since they joined the neighborhood.

Vallen looks at Mikey questioningly. Marge walks in and places two hot mugfuls of coffee between the two men.

MARGE
So nice to see you, Vallen.

MIKEY
They call themselves the Voodoo Skulls. (scoffs) Hah...stupid name! But they aint. Especially their leader, Luca. He's one of the biggest assholes you ll ever meet. If I were you, I would stay away from them. Each one of those filthy scumbags should be shot.

VALLEN (picking up a coffee mug and sipping slowly)
And nobody called the police?

MIKEY (rolling eyes and picking the other mug)
Gimme a break! You think they don't have connections? Luca himself supplies the best opium to them. Police! Indeed...

Mikey's voice trails away. The patrons start whispering again. After a few moments, Vallen rises and reaches for his wallet.

MIKEY
This one's on the house, buddy. I'll charge you next time.

VALLEN (smiles)
Better make that a double then.

Both men laugh, and Vallen picks up his bag. He waves to Mikey once and walks out.

Hope Mass sees this and decides to come back soon to pick it up from here. I hope I did his story's flow enough justice with my limited skills.

[massacre man]

Thanks a lot, V. Damn fine job. I'm sorry I still haven't been around. The mortgage company has kept quiet about our house since January (until yesterday when they finally gave us a 30-day notice to get the fuck out), so we've avoided turning the internet back on. My friend let me borrow his laptop so I can finish up a script for a comedy we're making, so I have internet for now but not enough time to update the story. Once we find a new place and get settled in I promise I'll be back to finish the story.