– Octo-Boy
in: Mommy’s Little Helper
Bay City…
A humanoid figure with grey tentacles instead of arms
and legs swings from rooftop to rooftop. He is clad in purple spandex and a
purple mask that covers his entire face. The mask has bulbous yellow lenses and
his mask makes his head look bigger, like that of an octopus. He wears a very
broad black belt with an emblem of a yellow octopus.
He thinks, Wow! I never get tired of swinging and
leaping around as Octo-Boy… Well, of course I’ve been only doing that for a few
weeks now.
He lands on
top of an old warehouse. So, this must be
where the bad guys are hiding. An old abandoned warehouse. Just like in the
comic books.
He looks
through a skylight. In the building are six rough looking men, unpacking large
crates. The crates contain futuristic looking weapons.
Time to spring into action, Octo-Boy
thinks. He smashes the skylight with his tentacles and jumps inside.
“What?!” one
of the thugs cries out, surprised.
“Who is that
costumed freak?” another one asks.
“The name’s
Octo-Boy, dear baddies!” the hero says and lands on top of the thug that cried
out. He wraps his tentacles around the thug’s head until he passes out.
A thug fires
his gun at Octo-Boy as he jumps off the other thug. The thug misses, the bolt
that is fired by the gun disintegrating a stack of crates.
“Whoa, glad
I wasn’t hit by that one,” Octo-Boy says and uses his tentacles to leap up
again, flying through the air until he crashed down on the thug that fired the
gun. Another thug already aims his gun at the hero, but a quick slap with a
tentacle disarms him. The hero turns towards the thug and slaps him in the face
with two tentacles, knocking him out.
That leaves
three thugs who all have their guns aimed at Octo-Boy now. He releases a big
mist of ink from a gland in his neck, blinding them. Quickly he dispatches the
bad guys with a few slaps of his tentacles. As the ink dissipates Octo-Boy
stands victorious on a top of unconscious bad guys.
“What is
this?” a voice says. The voice comes from a man with the lower body of a snake,
wearing armor and carrying a staff.
wearing armor and carrying a staff.
“Who
are you? You look even weirder than me!” Octo-Boy says.
“I am
Cecrops. Who are you?”
“Octo-Boy, hero of Bay City.”
“And
to think I decided to flee New Troy so I wouldn’t be bothered by superpowered
meddlers,” Cecrops says, of course referring to his archenemy Godling.
“Well,
you’re out of luck, snakeskin!”
“I
will not be discouraged by another superfool again!” Cecrops says and fires a
bolt of energy from his staff. Octo-Boy leaps away just in time, the bolt
misses.
Cecrops tries to slap Octo-Boy with his tail, the hero blocks with a
tentacle, hitting the bad guy with another. Cecrops staggers backwards.
“So
you’re the leader of these thugs? Well, your arms-dealing days are over!”
Octo-Boy says, swinging his tentacles at the villain once again.
*
Five hours earlier…
Matt Tatum arrives home, his letter jacket
slung over his shoulder. He is a blond, good-looking and muscular 15 year old
kid.
“Hi
mom,” he says.
In
the kitchen a tall woman with short blond hair and a powersuit is busy cutting
some vegatables. “Hi, Matt. How was football practice?”
“Went
pretty well, mom. The coach rode us pretty hard though.”
Matt’s mom gives him a peck on the cheek. “Only to improve you, I’m
sure.”
“Of
course. How was your day?”
“Pretty busy. There’s some rumors about a big load of futuristic weapons
being sold to gangs in the city. We’ve got a lot of people working on it.”
“Is
that FBI business?” Matt wonders.
“Together with the ATF we’re dealing with it. I do wish sometimes we
weren’t bound by so many laws. If we
could just get a few gang members to talk,” Matt’s mom says.
“They’re not talking?”
“Nope,
all keeping their mouths shut. Well, we’ll see what we can find out tomorrow.
For now, it’s time for dinner.”
And after that it’s time for Octo-Boy to
help his mom out, Matt thinks.
*
Now.
“These weapons will make me rich and I will not
let you keep me away from those riches!” Cecrops says and fires two futuristic
pistols at the attacking Octo-Boy.
The
hero manages to evade the shots and two tentacles slap Cecrops so hard the
villain is sent flying against a bunch of crates. The crates fall down, on top
of the villain. The crates break open, futuristic weapons spilling from them.
“DIE!!!” Cecrops yells as he manages to get from under the crates and
grabs a huge gun from the weapons now surrounding them.
Maybe
it wasn’t so smart to have him crash into a bunch of crates filled with big ass
guns, Octo-Boy wonders.
A
shockwave is shot from the huge gun. There’s no way to evade it, Octo-Boy is
hit and falls down. And how did I get
into this mess again, he thinks.
*
Two hours earlier, a dark alley in the worst
part of Bay City.
Octo-Boy has a knife and a baseball bat in his tentacles. He is standing
on top of a pile of four gang members.
“I
told you to drop your weapons,” he tells the gang members.
One
gang member is still standing. He is wearing a red bandana and gold teeth.
“Just don’t hit me man, I just got these teeth.”
Octo-Boy
throws the weapons away. “Talk and you get to keep the teeth. There’s talk
about high-tech weaponry being dealt. I want to know from where.”
*
Now.
Maybe it would have been better if I just left
this to the FBI and that gangstah didn’t know where the weapons were being
kept. Of course, I wouldn’t want mom to face this dangerous crazy, Octo-Boy
thinks as he slowly gets up.
“You
won’t be able to hit what you can’t see,” the hero says and sprays a large amount
of ink in the air.
“Damn
you! Where are you?” Cecrops says, firing blindly everywhere.
Suddenly Octo-Boy drops from the air, on top of Cecrops. He wraps his
tentacles around the villain’s neck and chokes him until Cecrops lights go out.
Octo-Boy stands victoriously next to the unconscious villain. Now to give my mom an anonymous call and get
the heck away from here. Good to know I’m still mommy’s little helper, he
thinks.
END
