Post by superecwfan1 on Mar 27, 2012 1:15:31 GMT -5
"The Herald....of Things to Come." pt.1
ULTIMATE HAWKMAN
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Earth - Washington DC
Inside the office of the NASA compound sits a tired out of shape scientist. He sits and hears some weird sounds across his monitor as he stirs. The bell sounds pick up louder as he stirs and food cups fall from what laid on his body.
"OK , are you on the fritz again ? Fucking technology." he said moving in close to look rubbing his sleepy eyes.
His eyes stare stunned at what he sees on the screen . Popping in a audio tape to record the beeps and sounds. Hitting buttons to track the signal in a quick hurry perhaps.
"Leroy , what the hell you doing ?" asked the other scientist as he walked in.
"Charles ....its a signal ...from out there." the other answered .
"I think you been watching too many of those crappy sci-fi flicks late. " he replied .
The man named Leroy took the earphones and cracked the signal best he could. Pushing them on Charles head , "Listen and tell me what you think ?"
For seconds the scientist listened to the bell sounds as he nodded. Stunned as the one worked on tracking the signal best he could. Using what technology he could to find if possible where the signal was as it faded.
"Where was it ?" his friend asked.
"I lost it . Its thousands of light years away according to the computer. No one will believe this. A signal from deep space. " Leroy answered excited.
"What do we do ? I mean do we turn this in ? Its just bell beeping or something." Charles said.
"I don't know. I guess we will have to wait and see if it happens again or not. To see if it comes in better. Maybe we will translate it or get a better location of it." his friend answered again.
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St.Roche ...at that very moment.
The cops flew by people along the sidewalk in the high speed car chase. Bullets flew as Hardrow drove his car in the chase. Him trying to avoid the gun blasts as he drove , trying to stay in pursuit. They had were firing from the passanger side.
"We have a 211 armed robbery. I need more units in pursuit across St.Roche bridge. Also need ambulance units , officers down at National Bank !" Hardrow said over the radio.
Flying over head Hardrow saw Hawkman's shadow in front. He bit his lip and watched as the hero seemed to land on top of the armored car as bullets flew around him. Watching as Hawkman growled as he pulled on the roof of the armored car , it eventually breaking as the car jammed its brakes.
Hawkman went flying into the road block . Slamming hard into a few cruisers. Hardrow shook his head and managed to swerve breaking from ramming the armored car. Grabbing a smoke grenade from the dash.
Tossing the smoke grenade through the hole of the armored car as he drove around the car , slamming the brakes and turning his car. Hardrow got out as he pulled his weapon.
'St.Roche police , throw your guns to the ground !" he yelled as the suspects coughed while they emerged from the smoking armored car.
Inside they came out as Hardrow soon realized they weren't dropping their arms. Instead they started to fire as he realized he didn't have cover. A rookie mistake. Before he could think a wing of feathers blocked the shots.
Hawkman reached over and grabbed Hardrow's gun and fired back quick. Knocking them down. Using some good aim to shoot them in the legs to wound .
Hardrow yanked the gun back hard and growled, "Next time , carry your own gun ok."
"Hey a simple thank you for saving my life would be nice ." Carter joked while walking up on the scene.
"OK... you get that much . Thanks for saving me back there. You ok ? You took a hard fall back there ." Hardrow asked.
"I'm fine. Thanks for asking Hardrow ." the winged hero said taking off into the air.
Hardrow studied the scene and put his arms on his side as the police helped cuff the wounded suspects. He looked and saw the winged hero , Hawkman fly off away. Busy with something else it seemed.
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Away...
I couldn't stay long with Hardrow due to the fact I'm supposed to be bringing in an artifact from central Asia I found last week on a location. Its hard juggling this career and one I am not that responsible in . Least , Hardrow is slowly starting to work with me a little again. After the Golden Eagle fiasco weeks ago our relationship hit the skids.
Carter landed inside his home from the window and removed the Nth metal and harness. He felt a little weak in a weird way as he walked and grabbed him a sandwich quick to combat the weak feeling. Not realizing his door was opening as the older man walked in.
I need to find out the effects of the Nth Metal. Whenever I remove it , you can feel the loss of it in your body. I need to find a scientist to possibly see if its hurting me long term.
A cough made Carter look up stunned , "Dad ?"
"Yes , Carter its me . I haven't heard from you in weeks. Then I get a call from Saunders at the Museum and he tells me ...you put his daughter in charge ? What is going on with you Carter ?" the older man asked.
'I'm fine dad. I like going to locations and looking for things. Ya know...what I did before joining the army." he said sarcastically .
"You got that job because of me Carter. He wanted a connection to me and with your creditials the museum would make money." his father said.
"Well dad I'm better at giving tours and bringing things in OK. I just came back from Asia and gonna bring a piece I found. Sheira is a much better director and knows the things about the business side of the museum I don't." Carter said while putting his pants and shirt on.
His father's tone grew even more frustrated as he yelled , "Damn it Carter. You need to stop worrying about wanting to screw some never was at the museum and think about your career !"
Carter gripped the remote on the bed hard , breaking it . But calmed himself with thoughts it was his father . That the old man had always done this with him. Pushing his buttons iand getting his way.
"Its done Dad. If you wanna go with me to the museum , we can . Shiera is gonna make a big presentation of the piece i found ." he said ignoring his angry outburst.
"No , go enjoy your career going away. You could follow me at the college. But at this rate you seem hellbent on tossing it all to the side to play tour guide." his father growled walking off down the hallway.
Ahhh dear old dad. Same usual speech of me failing his great legacy. Can't worry about him right now , have to get to the presentation and bring what I found .
ULTIMATE HAWKMAN
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Earth - Washington DC
Inside the office of the NASA compound sits a tired out of shape scientist. He sits and hears some weird sounds across his monitor as he stirs. The bell sounds pick up louder as he stirs and food cups fall from what laid on his body.
"OK , are you on the fritz again ? Fucking technology." he said moving in close to look rubbing his sleepy eyes.
His eyes stare stunned at what he sees on the screen . Popping in a audio tape to record the beeps and sounds. Hitting buttons to track the signal in a quick hurry perhaps.
"Leroy , what the hell you doing ?" asked the other scientist as he walked in.
"Charles ....its a signal ...from out there." the other answered .
"I think you been watching too many of those crappy sci-fi flicks late. " he replied .
The man named Leroy took the earphones and cracked the signal best he could. Pushing them on Charles head , "Listen and tell me what you think ?"
For seconds the scientist listened to the bell sounds as he nodded. Stunned as the one worked on tracking the signal best he could. Using what technology he could to find if possible where the signal was as it faded.
"Where was it ?" his friend asked.
"I lost it . Its thousands of light years away according to the computer. No one will believe this. A signal from deep space. " Leroy answered excited.
"What do we do ? I mean do we turn this in ? Its just bell beeping or something." Charles said.
"I don't know. I guess we will have to wait and see if it happens again or not. To see if it comes in better. Maybe we will translate it or get a better location of it." his friend answered again.
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St.Roche ...at that very moment.
The cops flew by people along the sidewalk in the high speed car chase. Bullets flew as Hardrow drove his car in the chase. Him trying to avoid the gun blasts as he drove , trying to stay in pursuit. They had were firing from the passanger side.
"We have a 211 armed robbery. I need more units in pursuit across St.Roche bridge. Also need ambulance units , officers down at National Bank !" Hardrow said over the radio.
Flying over head Hardrow saw Hawkman's shadow in front. He bit his lip and watched as the hero seemed to land on top of the armored car as bullets flew around him. Watching as Hawkman growled as he pulled on the roof of the armored car , it eventually breaking as the car jammed its brakes.
Hawkman went flying into the road block . Slamming hard into a few cruisers. Hardrow shook his head and managed to swerve breaking from ramming the armored car. Grabbing a smoke grenade from the dash.
Tossing the smoke grenade through the hole of the armored car as he drove around the car , slamming the brakes and turning his car. Hardrow got out as he pulled his weapon.
'St.Roche police , throw your guns to the ground !" he yelled as the suspects coughed while they emerged from the smoking armored car.
Inside they came out as Hardrow soon realized they weren't dropping their arms. Instead they started to fire as he realized he didn't have cover. A rookie mistake. Before he could think a wing of feathers blocked the shots.
Hawkman reached over and grabbed Hardrow's gun and fired back quick. Knocking them down. Using some good aim to shoot them in the legs to wound .
Hardrow yanked the gun back hard and growled, "Next time , carry your own gun ok."
"Hey a simple thank you for saving my life would be nice ." Carter joked while walking up on the scene.
"OK... you get that much . Thanks for saving me back there. You ok ? You took a hard fall back there ." Hardrow asked.
"I'm fine. Thanks for asking Hardrow ." the winged hero said taking off into the air.
Hardrow studied the scene and put his arms on his side as the police helped cuff the wounded suspects. He looked and saw the winged hero , Hawkman fly off away. Busy with something else it seemed.
**************************************************
Away...
I couldn't stay long with Hardrow due to the fact I'm supposed to be bringing in an artifact from central Asia I found last week on a location. Its hard juggling this career and one I am not that responsible in . Least , Hardrow is slowly starting to work with me a little again. After the Golden Eagle fiasco weeks ago our relationship hit the skids.
Carter landed inside his home from the window and removed the Nth metal and harness. He felt a little weak in a weird way as he walked and grabbed him a sandwich quick to combat the weak feeling. Not realizing his door was opening as the older man walked in.
I need to find out the effects of the Nth Metal. Whenever I remove it , you can feel the loss of it in your body. I need to find a scientist to possibly see if its hurting me long term.
A cough made Carter look up stunned , "Dad ?"
"Yes , Carter its me . I haven't heard from you in weeks. Then I get a call from Saunders at the Museum and he tells me ...you put his daughter in charge ? What is going on with you Carter ?" the older man asked.
'I'm fine dad. I like going to locations and looking for things. Ya know...what I did before joining the army." he said sarcastically .
"You got that job because of me Carter. He wanted a connection to me and with your creditials the museum would make money." his father said.
"Well dad I'm better at giving tours and bringing things in OK. I just came back from Asia and gonna bring a piece I found. Sheira is a much better director and knows the things about the business side of the museum I don't." Carter said while putting his pants and shirt on.
His father's tone grew even more frustrated as he yelled , "Damn it Carter. You need to stop worrying about wanting to screw some never was at the museum and think about your career !"
Carter gripped the remote on the bed hard , breaking it . But calmed himself with thoughts it was his father . That the old man had always done this with him. Pushing his buttons iand getting his way.
"Its done Dad. If you wanna go with me to the museum , we can . Shiera is gonna make a big presentation of the piece i found ." he said ignoring his angry outburst.
"No , go enjoy your career going away. You could follow me at the college. But at this rate you seem hellbent on tossing it all to the side to play tour guide." his father growled walking off down the hallway.
Ahhh dear old dad. Same usual speech of me failing his great legacy. Can't worry about him right now , have to get to the presentation and bring what I found .