Thank you for the review guest! I love knowing someone read this! Freakazoid sends cyber cake and milk. A special thanks to Steven Spielberg, a more inspiring person there never was, other than who ever created daleks. Story time!
- Why when heros try to take vacation/breaks do they end up in the middle of the crazy, hectic, mind bending action anyway? It kinda begs the question of why bother. I mean really. Though I suppose it could be for plot convenience. That's one of the reasons I use it… Anyway, Hawkeye, aka Clint Barton was pondering this exact question as he watches a giant booger monster proceed to attack the Nation's Capital. He had come here for vacation, hoping to finally go and see all the memorials of D.C. Now it looked like packing his collapsing bow in his carry on bag had been a wise move. Hurrying to grab it, Clint pauses minutely when he sees a bright streak of light race down the street. A bright blue, strange looking teen can be seen once the electric blue streak stops.
"Aww come on! The booger monster! Do I hav'ta?"
A short pause and then the teen starts leaping around mucasy creature, phasing in and out of its hide with his punches. Clint uses this time to climb a nearby building and collapse his bow. Pulling out his arrows, he looks through his different tips, thinking of which would be most effective. Shooting an ice arrow causes the animal to freeze momentarily, then it turns to Clint's position, snarling angrily. The blue teen is blocked from Hawkeye's line of sight by the large green creature of sickness.
Dexter sighs at the sight of the booger monster chasing after some crazy(not as crazy as Freak though) person had shot a freezing arrow thing at it. Using this momentary lull in the battle for Freak, he quickly gives him a plan. The super teen that is in the real world dashes away and grabs the necessary supplies. When he gets back, the stranger has started rapid firing freeze arrows. Dexter gives off a rapid list of instructions, hoping that it would work and asks, should his plan fail, that Freakazoid get the stranger out of the way of the creature.
At this point in the story, I would like to point out the plan involve five boxes of Mucinex and a jar. Pause here if you think you can figure out what is going to happen.
Paused yet?
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Going to just keep reading? Either way the story will now go on.
Dexter watches as Freakazoid rips open the medicine boxes and sprints around the monster. Leaping up the walls of buildings Freak dumps the medication almost evenly all over the creature. It begins shrinking, slowly at first then more quickly. Freak and Dexter both cheer when the creature gets to the size of a baseball. Using the jar, Freakazoid scoops it up. Then he starts doing his victory dance accompanied by music that no one is sure where it came from. (It's the song Welcome to the Club)
Clint stares down at the dancing teen with some amusement and a whole lot of confusion. Climbing down, he briskly walks over to the younger male. The blue teen waves joyfully, smiling at the archer.
"Thanks for the help! The booger monster can be a challenge."
Clint snorts at the name for the creature. Peering closely at the kid, he sees that the pigmentation of his skin is not from makeup. Weird but not the weirdest thing he had seen in his time at SHEILD.
"You're welcome kid. Mind telling me who you are?"
The kid puffs out his chest, grinning madly with pride. His voice booms out from his lungs, authoritative and strong.
"I'm Freakazoid! Defender of the Nation's Capital. Welcome to the US of A!"
"Thanks. Clint."
He hold his hand out for a handshake. After a second of confusion that litters the other beings face, a light bulb seems to go off and the teen shakes.
"Thank you mister eagle eye. From what Dexy says, you must have great vision and lots of training with that bow. Your shots were well centered, and you didn't ever miss. Thank you again for the help!"
With that the kid raises his arms upwards and starts running in place, rapidly moving his legs like he was trying to lift up off the ground. Suddenly he freezes, smile widely and starts moving forward with his arms upwards, still whooshing.
"WAIT!"
Clint yells, hoping to stop the odd being. Freakazoid does stop and turns with a large smile.
"Yes?"
"What place should I go and see first? I'm a tourist right now, soooo."
The teen beams and before Clint can complete a blink he is scooped up and transported to the Washington Monument. They were on the top floor, just inside the window. Freakazoid quickly hands Clint a ticket for entering, ensuring that the archer would not get in trouble for being there.
"After saving this place from a large spacey wacey rock, they let me in free. Kinda wish I could carry Dexy up here like this…. Oh well…Have fun new friend!"
And with that the blue teen left in a burst of speed, leaving behind a amused Clint. Mentally he readies his report for Fury, but decides to enjoy the monument before going actually making and sending it.
Yo! This is the end. Hoorah!
