"Volthoom" Pt. 1 of 3
"The Most Dangerous Earth of All!"
Ultraman and Power Ring flew swiftly through the streets of London. The two were out on, "official CSE business," as Superwoman referred to it. Ultraman was busy looking at the people walking below. Power Ring looked towards Ultraman.
"Want to see something funny?" He asked.
Ultraman nodded like a moron. Which wasn't a new concept, because Ultraman gave stupid a new meaning. If you were to look stupid up in the dictionary, you would find the following, "One who is lacking in intelligence. See also: dumb, idiotic, pitiful." However, if you would ask any member of the CSE, they would reply, "Ultraman."
But anyways, I digress. Where was I? Oh. Right. So, anyway. Power Ring shot a beam of yellow energy from his hand. When the beam hit the ground, it materialized into a Tyrannosaurus Rex, the fiercest of all dinosaurs! The public went NUTS. And Ultraman was even more incredulous.
"Why would they be running? It's obvious it's one of your constructs, and how would a dinosaur get into the middle of London?"
Power Ring grinned. "While we prowl the streets, anything's possible."
Ultraman shrugged. "I know, but... I can't help but feel like we're ruling a bunch of idiots. You know what I mean?"
Power Ring looked at Ultraman. "At times, but... well... who cares?"
The two shared a hearty laugh at Power Ring's bad joke.
Glancing at the ground, Ultraman saw a figure dash through a dark alley. "Is this the guy?"
Power Ring struggled to see the man. "Just a moment," he said. With that, he created a pair of yellow binoculars using the ring that he took his name from. "With my concave lenses made out of the yellow energy, created by the very ring from which I take my name, I can magnify my sight to an atomic level."
Ultraman sighed. "But I can move galaxies by sneezing."
Power Ring continued to look through his binoculars. "Sure you can, Ultra... Hey. This is strange. The guy disappeared."
With a cross look on his face, Ultraman grabbed the binoculars from Power Ring's hands. He began to gaze through them. "There he is," He mumbled. "Right outside the warehouse. Should we get him?" Power Ring nodded slowly as he continued to gaze at the man. "We should probably get back-up. I'll call Superwoman."
Grunting violently, Ultraman glared at Power Ring. "Hm... how about... NO!? Superwoman will kill us if we call her needing help."
Power Ring grinned slyly. "No. She'll kill me. She likes you. Plus, she'll kill me if we mess up. In both situations, I die and Superwoman has her way with you."
"Well," Ultraman said, considering the choices, "I must admit that you raise a good point. However, if we go in alone, and we nab the target, then we're on Superwoman's good side."
"If she has one." Power Ring interrupted.
After a moment of thought, Ultraman turned to face Power Ring, the two of them still floating in the air. "I'm older, so it's my call. I think we'll go in alone. If we fail, we die at the hands of a Buddhist monk. If we succeed, we die at the hands of a Roman Goddess that's permanently PMS."
Power Ring sighed. "Fine. We'll go in and we'll bust a cap up his ass. Then, we'll go back to the HQ with the mirror."
Ultraman snorted. "A mirror? Superwoman never told me about a mirror."
Smiling ear to ear, Power Ring began to chuckle. "There are many things you don't know about Superwoman."
Ultraman and Power Ring flew swiftly through the streets of London. The two were out on, "official CSE business," as Superwoman referred to it. Ultraman was busy looking at the people walking below. Power Ring looked towards Ultraman.
"Want to see something funny?" He asked.
Ultraman nodded like a moron. Which wasn't a new concept, because Ultraman gave stupid a new meaning. If you were to look stupid up in the dictionary, you would find the following, "One who is lacking in intelligence. See also: dumb, idiotic, pitiful." However, if you would ask any member of the CSE, they would reply, "Ultraman."
But anyways, I digress. Where was I? Oh. Right. So, anyway. Power Ring shot a beam of yellow energy from his hand. When the beam hit the ground, it materialized into a Tyrannosaurus Rex, the fiercest of all dinosaurs! The public went NUTS. And Ultraman was even more incredulous.
"Why would they be running? It's obvious it's one of your constructs, and how would a dinosaur get into the middle of London?"
Power Ring grinned. "While we prowl the streets, anything's possible."
Ultraman shrugged. "I know, but... I can't help but feel like we're ruling a bunch of idiots. You know what I mean?"
Power Ring looked at Ultraman. "At times, but... well... who cares?"
The two shared a hearty laugh at Power Ring's bad joke.
Glancing at the ground, Ultraman saw a figure dash through a dark alley. "Is this the guy?"
Power Ring struggled to see the man. "Just a moment," he said. With that, he created a pair of yellow binoculars using the ring that he took his name from. "With my concave lenses made out of the yellow energy, created by the very ring from which I take my name, I can magnify my sight to an atomic level."
Ultraman sighed. "But I can move galaxies by sneezing."
Power Ring continued to look through his binoculars. "Sure you can, Ultra... Hey. This is strange. The guy disappeared."
With a cross look on his face, Ultraman grabbed the binoculars from Power Ring's hands. He began to gaze through them. "There he is," He mumbled. "Right outside the warehouse. Should we get him?" Power Ring nodded slowly as he continued to gaze at the man. "We should probably get back-up. I'll call Superwoman."
Grunting violently, Ultraman glared at Power Ring. "Hm... how about... NO!? Superwoman will kill us if we call her needing help."
Power Ring grinned slyly. "No. She'll kill me. She likes you. Plus, she'll kill me if we mess up. In both situations, I die and Superwoman has her way with you."
"Well," Ultraman said, considering the choices, "I must admit that you raise a good point. However, if we go in alone, and we nab the target, then we're on Superwoman's good side."
"If she has one." Power Ring interrupted.
After a moment of thought, Ultraman turned to face Power Ring, the two of them still floating in the air. "I'm older, so it's my call. I think we'll go in alone. If we fail, we die at the hands of a Buddhist monk. If we succeed, we die at the hands of a Roman Goddess that's permanently PMS."
Power Ring sighed. "Fine. We'll go in and we'll bust a cap up his ass. Then, we'll go back to the HQ with the mirror."
Ultraman snorted. "A mirror? Superwoman never told me about a mirror."
Smiling ear to ear, Power Ring began to chuckle. "There are many things you don't know about Superwoman."