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nman Since: Mar, 2010
#951: Apr 21st 2012 at 11:38:45 AM

Going around a corner near a park, Lars saw an armored, armed, and downright strange man - he could guess that the figure was the person he was looking for. Going back a few steps, he went behind cover and got one of his axes ready. He hoped he'd see a blue flash soon, but more importantly, he wondered how to deal with the guns. Maybe he could lure the figure back into the trees.

LizardOfAus (4 Score & 7 Years Ago)
#952: Apr 21st 2012 at 11:41:31 AM

The figure spotted him, and subtly changed its direction, stomping inexorably towards him.

And a Strange Figure Emerges.
InfiniteParagon The Warrior Monk of Coeurl from Texas Since: Feb, 2011 Relationship Status: They can't hide forever. We've got satellites.
The Warrior Monk of Coeurl
#953: Apr 21st 2012 at 11:58:41 AM

Alan couldn't say he had expected the flash of red, nor the figure that was now stomping away from him. However, it hardly mattered.

"Now hold on just one second.", he called, somewhat forcefully as if to say he meant business, to the armored figure. "Just in case you couldn't hear me last time, I have a couple questions."

"You lost, Dio. You lost for one simple reason - you were using charcoal." - Hank Hill
nman Since: Mar, 2010
#954: Apr 21st 2012 at 12:07:58 PM

Lars darted off towards the closest cluster of trees he could see.

TestYourMight Stealth Bomber from Not Winnipeg Either Since: Nov, 2010
Stealth Bomber
#955: Apr 21st 2012 at 12:24:22 PM

San Francisco

"I'm Allen Denton, and this is Channel 11 News. Our top story tonight is a strange one. We all know about Superman. Faster than a speeding bullet, more powerful than a locomotive, and able to leap tall buildings in a single bound, he is an American cultural icon, the world's most famous superhero who opposes the world's most famous supervillain, Lex Luthor. But Superman and Lex Luthor are both fictional characters. So what do you do when fiction and reality start to blur?

"For the past four days, there have been sightings of a mysterious man with red smoke coming from his hands. This man, whose true identity has yet to be revealed, has been spotted leaping five-story buildings in a single bound, clearing four city blocks in one jump, punching holes in brick walls, and firing blasts of energy from his hands and eyes. In one incident, he was repeatedly fired on with pistols, shotguns, and submachine guns by wanted criminals. Every bullet hit this man, and every bullet subsequently bounced back, causing several major injuries, but no fatalities. This is not a joke. This is actual news.

"It is unclear what his ulterior motives are, but all of his targets are criminals, people with guns, and criminals with guns. City police have issued a warning to report all sightings of what they call 'the Parkour Vigilante', and specifically to report what he does. If you see this man and you are carrying a gun, do not, under any circumstances, let him see the gun, as he will immediately destroy it, and possibly attack you. I repeat, this is NOT a joke. This is what is actually happening in San Francisco. We'll be back with more on this story after these messages."

The channel cut to commercial. Under his breath, the anchor said, "Lord help us all."


Ken Andreas sat in his apartment, turning off the TV after the cut to commercial. They're halfway on to me. But only halfway. He opened a can of soda, opened it, and took a drink.

I've done so much more than I thought I could in four days, thought Ken. I've turned into John Carter shooting lasers. They even made up a name for me. But is it enough? There's still so much crime that the police can't get to. The police might think I'm the villain. They nearly called SWAT at that shootout, but not because of the guys running around with shotguns and SMGs. No. They almost called SWAT when I ran in to wreck their little crime spree.

But that doesn't matter right now. What matters now is I can finally be the man I've wanted to be for seven long years. I can finally achieve my full potential. All I need is the kid who put me on this path to show up in a flying powered exoskeleton and I'll be able to bring things full circle. I'll be able to move on and start fighting for more than just me, more than just her...

Ken's eyes stung as the memories flew through his mind again. The look of terror in his love's eyes, frozen forever when she took that bullet to the heart. The true culprit rubbing it in that an innocent classmate of theirs who should have lived a prosperous life was now serving life in prison. The crushing pain of it all that if Ken tried to set it right, he would suffer it all again, but twice as painfully. Ken had found outlets for his rage. Parkour and martial arts helped, but nothing filled the void. Then he turned to vigilante justice, waiting for the day when he would see that murderer again and exact revenge. The Heart of Desire had finally given Ken that power.

But Ken was worn out from spending the entire day, sunup to sundown, beating down criminals. He had to rest every now and then. So he stayed in his apartment, eating the bacon pizza he'd ordered and washing it down with soda, wondering if he'd run into anyone else from the expedition to Nahuiollin Temple.

edited 21st Apr '12 12:25:17 PM by TestYourMight

J-E-T-S JETS JETS JETS!
LizardOfAus (4 Score & 7 Years Ago)
#956: Apr 21st 2012 at 1:06:12 PM

In one swift movement, the soldier figure turned and leveled a submachine gun at Alan's head.

__________

Ken began to hear something outside. It sounded like something thumping heavily, a lot of people screaming, and gunfire.

And a Strange Figure Emerges.
nman Since: Mar, 2010
#957: Apr 21st 2012 at 1:33:16 PM

Lars heaved one of his hatchets at the sub-machinegun.

TestYourMight Stealth Bomber from Not Winnipeg Either Since: Nov, 2010
Stealth Bomber
#958: Apr 21st 2012 at 1:35:17 PM

Ken had just finished his second slice of pizza when the screams and gunfire started to go off. He groaned and put a hand to his face.

"Do they have to get into a gunfight right outside the apartment?" he said aloud.

I can't make my costume switch in here, or everyone will instantly know I'm the Parkour Vigilante they just heard about on the news. I'd better find a way to draw their attention.

He got an idea. He grabbed his boombox, put it near the window facing the chaos outside, and hit the play button.

A bit of oldskool jungle should distract them while I find a place to change in secret. I've lived here long enough to know that San Francisco always has a place to hide if you know where to look.

Then, Ken sprinted across his apartment, out the door, down one flight of stairs, and flipped down an open second-floor window. The other residents didn't mind, because they were used to seeing Ken do gratuitous parkour and not take the door out of the apartment. At first they had thought it strange, but by now they wouldn't have cared in the slightest.

Ken made a Three-Point Landing, then ducked into an alley a block away. He checked that no one was watching and then began his transformation. Red smoke started rising from his hands, then spread up his arm. Soon, the smoke covered his entire body. He closed his eyes and raised a fist.

"Heart of Desire, fuel my fire!"

With that statement, the smoke turned to light, blinding anyone who might have been watching and sending even more smoke about. When the light faded and the smoke was gone, Ken was suddenly wearing a black leather jacket and combat boots. A pair of red aviator shades were in his jacket pocket, and he put them on. An aura of smoke still came from his hands. He grabbed a section of steel pipe from the ground and strode out of the alley. Anyone who had seen Ken only a minute before would not recognize him. In one leap, Ken bounded up to the top of his apartment to check on the chaos below.

J-E-T-S JETS JETS JETS!
LizardOfAus (4 Score & 7 Years Ago)
#959: Apr 21st 2012 at 1:46:36 PM

The hatchet wrecked the gun. The soldier figure kept staring through his visor at Alan.

"Civilian. Either surrender or run, but do not impede me."

He turned to where the hatchet had been thrown, and advanced.

___________

The vigilante looked down and beheld a dismal sight. A red glowing man dressed up like some kind of black ops figure was stomping down the street, indiscriminately scatter-firing on cars. Civilians were fleeing in panic on a rapidly deserted street.

And a Strange Figure Emerges.
Psyga315 Since: Jan, 2001
#960: Apr 21st 2012 at 1:52:09 PM


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nman Since: Mar, 2010
#961: Apr 21st 2012 at 1:57:52 PM

After throwing the hatchet, Lars ripped six arms out of his back. He had a pair of hands grab a hatchet each, a pair on each side grab an axe, and left two hands free. With that, he threw himself at the nearest tree he could find in an attempt to climb.

TestYourMight Stealth Bomber from Not Winnipeg Either Since: Nov, 2010
Stealth Bomber
#962: Apr 21st 2012 at 1:59:49 PM

Ken growled when he saw the glowing gunman.

Guns, he thought. It's always guns. Guns are nothing but the toolkit of weak and evil men. The world would be better off without them. That way, maniacs like this wouldn't be able to do things like this.

Ken threw his steel pipe off the ledge, where it hit the ground and bounced back up. Ken jumped as the pipe landed, grabbed it in midair, and rolled forward, taking cover behind a car. He abandoned said car when bullets started flying through and bouncing off of him harmlessly.

He stepped out from behind cover and stood resolute.

"Okay, Glowstick the Gunman," said the parkour vigilante, "party time's over." He got ready to use the pipe if he needed to.

J-E-T-S JETS JETS JETS!
LizardOfAus (4 Score & 7 Years Ago)
#963: Apr 21st 2012 at 2:24:03 PM

The soldier noticed the tree shaking as the lumberjack climbed. He got out a shotgun and pumped it, when suddenly, WHAM! Penny sped past and struck him in the jaw. She came back and whacked him again, moving at great speed, but not so fast as to look non-human.

A blue flash went off above.

__________

"Got your attention, Parkour Vigilante," said 'Glowstick the Gunman'. He put his weapon back onto his back. "Here's something you're not expecting me to say: How would you like to serve your country?

edited 21st Apr '12 2:45:13 PM by LizardOfAus

And a Strange Figure Emerges.
nman Since: Mar, 2010
#964: Apr 21st 2012 at 2:29:21 PM

When he got to a good enough height, Lars noticed that the man was distracted, so he put his tools back in place, retracted his arms, then proceeded to jump out of the tree - aimed right at the strange figure - while transforming into his ox form.

TestYourMight Stealth Bomber from Not Winnipeg Either Since: Nov, 2010
Stealth Bomber
#965: Apr 21st 2012 at 2:31:15 PM

"I...I certainly wasn't expecting that," said Ken. "Tell me what you have in mind, and I might accept. Might. Also, I'd prefer you call me..." Ken thought for a moment about what his superhero name would me. "...the Parkour Patriot. Yeah. It's got Added Alliterative Appeal."

J-E-T-S JETS JETS JETS!
LizardOfAus (4 Score & 7 Years Ago)
#966: Apr 21st 2012 at 2:51:41 PM

Taken by surprise, the soldier in Chicago was knocked flying by the Ox. As he climbed back to its feet, he seemed to glare at Lars, and armed himself with a shield and a machine gun.

Penny looked to the soldier, then to the ox, then to Alan. "Oh, this is really bad."

__________

"Pay attention, 'Parkour Patriot', I'm only gonna say this once. I'm part of a new group of Revenge Lightlives who are going to reinvent the states. We're going to stamp out crime, cut down on death rates, and even stamp out corruption in bureaucracy. It's called the Militia of Vengeance."

edited 21st Apr '12 3:02:58 PM by LizardOfAus

And a Strange Figure Emerges.
nman Since: Mar, 2010
#967: Apr 21st 2012 at 2:58:02 PM

Lars charged forwards, attempting to tackle and gore the man.

TestYourMight Stealth Bomber from Not Winnipeg Either Since: Nov, 2010
Stealth Bomber
#968: Apr 21st 2012 at 3:21:33 PM

"I'll join," said Ken, "but on two conditions. One, I will not use a gun. The entire point of me going vigilante was to take down every gun-toting criminal I could find. Two, I reserve the right to leave the group at any time without being marked for death in any way. Is that settled?"

J-E-T-S JETS JETS JETS!
LizardOfAus (4 Score & 7 Years Ago)
#969: Apr 21st 2012 at 3:28:01 PM

The chicago soldier raised his shield to block the horns, but was still knocked back hard. "You are making a mistake, Revenge User. Allow me to talk to you."

___________

"Yes for the One, maybe for the Two. We'll straighten things out when you talk with our commander." He held out his hand. "Come on. We'll teleport back."

And a Strange Figure Emerges.
TestYourMight Stealth Bomber from Not Winnipeg Either Since: Nov, 2010
Stealth Bomber
#970: Apr 21st 2012 at 3:34:00 PM

"All right," said Ken, taking Glowstick the Gunman's hand. "What's your codename?"

J-E-T-S JETS JETS JETS!
nman Since: Mar, 2010
#971: Apr 21st 2012 at 3:35:01 PM

"Mistake? You mean you aren't an asshole going around shooting folks and terrorizing people?" Lars said sarcastically, while continuing to push.

LizardOfAus (4 Score & 7 Years Ago)
#972: Apr 21st 2012 at 3:41:27 PM

"It's Pepperspray." As Ken grabbed his hand, the two were enveloped in light, and transported elsewhere.

___________

The soldier redoubled his efforts. "I am not here to just cause trouble. I am here to enlist you."

edited 21st Apr '12 3:41:47 PM by LizardOfAus

And a Strange Figure Emerges.
Clawthewolf from Sweden Since: May, 2011 Relationship Status: They can't hide forever. We've got satellites.
#973: Apr 21st 2012 at 3:47:17 PM

Having tired out his new body Hayashi had sat down on a bench in the park to rest, but quickly rose up when he heard the commotion going on and ran towards the noise.

"What the...?" Hayashi muttered to himself as he watched the conflict with the soldier and the rest from behind the corner of a building

edited 21st Apr '12 3:47:35 PM by Clawthewolf

nman Since: Mar, 2010
#974: Apr 21st 2012 at 5:01:16 PM

"Sorry pal - already joined a club with a much prettier recruiter," Lars replied.

InfiniteParagon The Warrior Monk of Coeurl from Texas Since: Feb, 2011 Relationship Status: They can't hide forever. We've got satellites.
The Warrior Monk of Coeurl
#975: Apr 21st 2012 at 7:21:51 PM

As the soldier lifted the machine gun, Alan reached for his own revolver, although he could only reach the holster by the time it was aimed at his head. Then a hatchet buried itself in the gun, and by the time anything actually made sense, the soldier was facing off against a talking red ox with a riot shield and a machine gun.

"Does a situation have to go to hell before people start talking?", he asked nobody in general, drawing out the revolver.

Almost nothing made sense anymore, and everybody else seemed to be in their own little world. The answers were right there in front of him, but he couldn't force it out of the soldier. But he could ask different questions.

"Alright, what are you enlisting Revenge users for?", he asked, eyeing the red ox. He wasn't familiar with the term, but he'd throw the soldier a bone.

edited 21st Apr '12 7:22:29 PM by InfiniteParagon

"You lost, Dio. You lost for one simple reason - you were using charcoal." - Hank Hill

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