Post by superecwfan1 on May 27, 2011 10:23:35 GMT -5
HAWKMAN
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St. Roche ....many years ago.
The kids are all in attendance . They had waited hours for him. To them he was the greatest thing in their young lives and the studio was buzzing with excitement. Not many kids knew his real name or even if he was human. But to them he was the greatest .
The smoke filled the studio as a slow clap began. Like every show before it , like every show the lucky had attended ; this is how it begun. The music started as kids chanted his name over and over .
"Hello children..." the voice said then seconds later he appeared this time in the stands. The kids were in awe. Some whispered they had never even seen him .
"Today I , the great Anton welcome you to a world of utter joy. I shall perform an under water act that could mean certain death for me. Death my children ! I risk it for you ." he said in a tone of excitement building to the end.
The children cheered and chanted "Anton" over and over as he smiled.
"Then after this break I shall. Now watch your cartoon ." Anton commanded as he suddenly in smoke disappeared.
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Backstage
Anton Lamont appeared backstage and removed his cape and magic hat . The makeup woman started to powder him to get him ready for his next scene as he studied the paper in front of him as the network producer looked on ...not so happy.
"Death ? Have you looked at who your selling this crap to ? They are barely 10 years old. We at the network have told you repeatedly to not mention words like that." the angry network executive said.
"Collins , my show is the highest rated in this market. Why not let the pros who know what they are doing run things do their job and you my good man , appease those advertisers your network panders to." Anton Lamont sarcastically joked.
Lamont stood up and threw back on his cape and hat. Walking back out as he tipped it as the angry executive watched and steamed , "Some day Lamont , I will get you."
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St. Roche Museum today
The museum had started to close . People were walking out from the tours and the workers themselves were all slowly leaving. In his office Carter Hall held his mace and flipped it around in his hand .
"Its 5pm Mr. Hall , Phillips should be on at 8 ." the one guard said at the door.
"That's fine Henry. I have some... late word to do OK." Carter answered .
The old guard noticed that his boss seemed wrapped up in the old mace . But that was his job so he basically walked on closing the exhibits and making sure everything was locked down for the next patrol in 3 hours.
This mace I used in battle. Loved being reunited with you. Many of these objects here are ... mine. Weirdly by some sort of cosmic timing I have acquired objects from my past battles and wars I have fought in.
Carter walked thru the museum and stopped at the latest museum find. The Egyptian artifacts he had gotten. He picked up the Hawk helmets and wings.
I remember these . I wore these as Khufu when I went into battle. So long ago. There was... something else they did as well. Have to remember. Maybe if I try em on , ill remember once i wear them.
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St. Roche many years earlier.
The crying boy ran into the field away from the chasing man. Out in the fields of St. Roche among the farm land , the young teen boy ran scared. Trying to get away from the chasing much older man but was caught.
"Teach you for bein different. You should be a man." the older one yelled . Bringing his horse whip down over and over.
"Papa ..papa..." the boy cried .
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St. Roche now...
Carter stared at himself in the costume as it hooked with the emblem. The wings at his back. He kept the dress pants on and removed his shirt and jacket. Trying to remember how he worse this but nothing coming.
The emblem clearly is not from that era. The metal is already a question mark and now the emblem. I'll have to investigate it later. But for now , why did this outfit feel so special to me ? Nothing is clicking ...maybe I should try the helmet on.
Carter took the helmet and slowly placed it on. Like a jolt memories came back suddenly. Then he seemed to remember things and suddenly lifted off into the air . The effect shocked Carter as he snapped back realizing he was flying and couldn't stop himself from going thru the museum skylight.
I should feel pain or have more cuts. This ...metal seems to make my body stronger in a sense plus let me fly. This is very cool in a way. Up here in the air. Costume seems to be sending a unique vibration too.
With that Carter took off and seemed to grow more at ease flying. He enjoyed the evening and the hawk mask seemed to fit him perfect. His mind was so busy at landing on rooftops and taking off again that he never noticed the scuffle below.
Some young street kids were chasing a couple. Catching them in the back alley as Carter stared. They had guns and the odds were they could kill this couple. Carter debated while watching the scene.
OK Carter , those people need help. You were once in the Army yourself. You helped save lives if need be. I don't have a weapon. I just have ... this trashcan lid. Wow....if I die I really hope its better than this.
He plunged down and landed in front of the stunned kids. The leader himself looked puzzled , "OK who the hell is this clown dressed as a chicken ? Colonel Sanders needing a mascot ?"
Moving fast Carter rushed them all and knocked them into different directions . He took the metal trash can lid and smashed one guy across the face with it. Knocking him out as he grabbed his gun once he fell.
The gun felt natural in his hand as he fired 2 quick shots into 2 other thugs. Both gun blasts went into their knees as they fell in pain. The leader was quicker to his feet and pointed the gun as Carter and him were in a standoff.
"Hero chicken , you done messed up big time...." the angry kid growled. He fired off the gun as Carter's eyes blinked behind the mask.
When he opened his eyes he was stunned as the wings had wrapped around him to protect. Like on instinct. The kid was stunned and dropped the gun , covering for protection while the couple stared in shock.
"W-who are you ?" the man asked while holding his wife.
"Well I am Khu-" started Carter as he stopped and realized the story would be too complicated as he looked at the emblem and the mask he wore , "I am Hawkman. Just Hawkman."
With that he took off into the air while the police sirens sounded near. Into the air he was quick as some stared from the buildings and he was gone within seconds.
"What in the hell was that ?" the one officer asked when he arrived stunned.
"He... called himself...Hawkman." is all the man could answer.
end of part 1.... part 2 coming.