Reptile Trouble!
To Wizard1: Yeah, I thought it'd be funny for Bobby to date a woman who liked him wasn't exactly a fan of Razor. She doesn't really hate Kid Razor, she thinks the guy should learn to think with his head rather than his mouth.
To Nightw2: Thanks! I'm not the best superhero writer in the world, but I do try. I want to submit Kid Razor to Marvel, but I don't really know how.
In the last issue of "Reptile Trouble": Bobby Parkins and Joan Frehley went out on their date to a nice little pizzeria. Meanwhile, the mutated Dr. Gary Turnbull raced through the sewers of Cleveland in a search for food, scaring the heebie-jeebies out of the sewer workers in the process. During the date, Joan revealed that she was not a big fan of Razor. She was glad for Razor being Cleveland's own superhero, but she wishes Kid Razor would quit acting like a cocky egomaniac. Also, Fingers, Tommy, Alex, and Jubilee decided to follow Bobby to see how well he did, and hopefully to get a good laugh.
Chapter 4: Reptile Attack, Part 2!
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(Ron's Pizzeria, Cleveland)
The roaring mutated Dr. Turnbull crashed into the pizzeria, roaring and screaming.
Oh man, I can't get a break! Bobby grumbled as he ran off, his trusty guitar in hand.
"Bobby, where are you going?!" Joan ran behind him.
"Joan, stay here! I'm going to get help!" Bobby hollered as he ran off. Joan sighed.
What is going on here? Joan Frehley wondered. Bobby raced into an alley.
"Okay, time to rock 'n' roll!" Bobby plucked the mystical guitar's strings hard. His body changed under a rainbow glow. Bobby's body became more muscular, his jeans changed into red tights with black-and-white razor blades with matching kneepads. His shoes turned into white boots with black-and-red fringe. His rock t-shirt remained unchanged. A red sleeveless leather jacket appeared, with patches of black-and-white checkerboard on the shoulders. His brown hair grew out and turned into a blond mane, and red, black, and white paint appeared on his face. Over his hands and wrists appeared a pair of white biker gloves as well as a pair of red HBK-esque wristcuffs with red fringe and a black-and-white razor blade on each one. "Whoo! It's good to be back, baby!" Ronnie Rocker appeared.
"Trouble, Razor?"
"Someone lost their pet mutant turtle thing." Razor shrugged. He took to the air with the Power of Rock. He eyed Joan. "Oh Ron, this chick don't like me. I'll just take a second." He landed near her.
"Razor, there's a big reptile thing that oh forget it!" Ronnie groaned. "I'd say that kid's going to be the death of me, but I'm already dead!"
"Hey baby." Kid Razor grinned as he tapped Joan's shoulder. She yelped before she turned around, seeing a grinning Razor.
"Jeez, you scared me!" Joan snapped. "What is your problem?!"
"I'm the Kid of Rock 'n' Roll, baby. I love meeting my fans."
"Well, I'm not really a fan of yours, Blondie." Joan groaned. "You have no respect for anything! You punched out a policeman! (1) You're a damn superhero! You're supposed to be a role model!"
A/N: (1) Kid Razor punched out Sgt. Polanski in "Birth of a Juke Box Hero".
"Babe, I'm a rock star." Razor laughed. "I'm supposed to be a rebellious little pain-in-the-neck-of-everyone-who-meets-him S.O.B. I'm no Captain America, honey. Don't get me wrong, I love the guy a lot and he looks great for a guy technically in his eighties, but he's a relic! Spider-Man is vilified by half of New York, the Fantastic Four are too corporate, the Avengers are too tied to the government. And don't get me started on the X-Men. They got hotties, but the leader's a jerk. I should know! I called him a hermaphrodite in front of all of America!" Razor smirked. "All I'm saying babe, is that the Kid of Rock is a different kind of superhero. I got powers, and my mouth. The Kid of Rock is not afraid to use either or both of them. If he don't like something, he'll say he don't like it, and he'll throw a lot of insults at it. The Kid of Rock knows you got an opinion, and he respects it. The reason why I seem to show no respect is because I'm better than all those other heroes. In powers, in talent and especially…looks." Razor heard screaming thanks to his super-sensitive hearing. "Gotta go, babe. Gotta save Cleveland. Another day in the superhero office." Razor took off. "Man, I should start getting paid for this stuff…" Joan blinked as she saw Razor fly off.
"Man, he's nuts." Joan blinked.
"He may be a cocky egomaniac, but he's really a good kid." The voice of a certain dead glam rocker said. Joan turned around and saw Ronnie's ghost. "Razor's not a bad guy, he's just a little crazy in the head. He's really a good guy, once you get to know him."
"Uhhh…" Joan's eyes rolled into the back of her head as she fainted.
"Hello?"
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(Hellfire Club catacombs, underneath New York)
"Ahh, my patience has paid off." Selene smirked as her crystal ball's fog cleared, revealing the mutated half-man half-reptile Dr. Turnbull, rampaging through the pizzeria. "A genius reduced to a simple animal. This will be fun to watch, indeed."
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(Ron's Pizzeria, Cleveland)
"RAAH!!!" Dr. Turnbull threw around tables and chairs. He smashed his way to the back of the restaurant, and he ripped open the fridge, making the chefs run away screaming.
"Oh dear God! Mommy! Help me!"
"Hey, happy boy!" A familiar voice called. Dr. Turnbull turned around and saw Kid Razor. "Yeesh, you ugly!" The doctor roared and lunged at Razor. With blinding speed, the superhuman rocker blasted the mutated doctor, sending him flying through a wall. Razor watched him get up and prepared another attack.
"BON JOVI BOOSTER!!!!" Kid Razor roared, slamming into the doctor's gut like an explosive bullet.
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(Josey's Bar, Cleveland)
In the other side of Cleveland, there was a bar. One of the patrons was rather unusual, considering he was a yellow duck chomping a cigar and clad in a cheap suit. His name was Howard the Duck, a Quack Fu master from another dimension where ducks ruled. Thanks to some weird cosmic screw-up, he ended up here in Cleveland.
"Yo Duck! Check this out!" Josey, your typical bartender, said to Howard, who was downing a beer. Josey turned on the tube, and the news showed the brawl between Kid Razor and Dr. Turnbull.
"Wow. So that's Kid Razor. I saw him at that Cleveland Mall incident." Howard blinked. "Guy got a big mouth."
"Yeah, he's the new hero in town." Josey replied. "You met him?"
"Nope. Heard about him from the news. Kid packs on the flash and flare."
Well, things are heating up now? Can Razor take down Dr. Turnbull? Will Howard the Duck and Kid "Rock 'n' Roll" Razor ever meet? Do all the other heroes think Kid Razor has a big mouth? Find out in the next chapter! Suggestions needed badly!