Wall St., New York City. Everything appears to be normal as any other day. Christopher Nell, after failing in his attempt to join art school and newly assigned stock broker, enters one of many broker buildings.
"Aw, stocks, the heart and soul of the country."
But suddenly, every stock began to plummet in value. It took every broker by surprise...even Mr. Nell. His first day here and soon a tragedy happening. Brokers running left and right attempting to sell their stock and at least salvage from this crash in the market. In the thick of things, all the screens fade to black. almost everyone there is distressed.
And suddenly, they turn back on all with the same image. Chris glances at the largest of the screens and suddenly, with a burst of green light, a shadowy figure appeared. Fear was visible on everyone's faces. The shadowy figure began to speak.
"Your S-S-S-Stock market belong to u-s-s-s now..."
"Wut." responded Chris, voicing everyone's questions.
"You cold-blodded humans-s-s-s are no match for the true cold-blooded people such as-s-s-s us-s-s."
"Who are you, douche?! I'm losing money here!" yelled some random dick in a suit.
The mysterious figure stepped out form the shadows, revealing himself to be the President.
"Mr. President? What is the president doing?"
The President finally spoken out, "Well it s-s-seems-s-s I have to get rid of my dis-sguis-se."
And with a single flick of his wrist his skin fell of his body revealing scales. He appeared to be some type of reptile.
"Us-se reptile-s-s rule this-s country, no, the entire world! We run every country and even the s-stock market. It is-s-s time for us-s-s to exterminate you humans-s-s." And this was when Mr. Nell's life changed.
the lizards run the stock market.
To be continued.