That kiss was amazing for both Luna and Sam, and it was like awhooe new level of love coffee them both, like lovebirds or eclectus parrots from Australia or New Guinea. Still, they knew that they couldn't let kissing get in the way of them being superheroes and helping someone in need of their help. In the Loud house, the three heroes and Lincoln were at Lisa and Lily's room, and the genius girl was creating some more practice dummies since the pop star ones were being worn out from the beatings Luna, Color Fire, and Electrifier had inflicted on them.
Some of them were different, for Lisa created a dummy that represented the repulsive North Korean tyrant: Kim Jong Un. Another one was the man who killed John Lennon, and another was the lunatic who murdered Dimebag Darrell.
Looking at the two dummies that represented the two murderers, gave Luna a very angry feeling in her stomach, and the reason why she wanted dummies like that, was because she wanted to take her training more seriously.
When the dummies were set up, the three heroes began training, and Luna was using her powers ferociously on the new dummies Lisa created.
"This was an excellent idea to create those dummies, Lisa." said Mason. "A nice way to relieve anger and take training seriously."
"Thank you, Mason." said Lisa. "I know how shocking those events in history were, and I figured, why not push Luna and you guys to the limits a little bit?"
"Well it will work."
Then Mason joined in and blasted a wave of fire at the second dunny. And then began punching and kicking at it to get more physical exercise. "You and your family ruled over North Korea for too long, Kim!" Luna shouted at the dictator dummy before punching, kicking, and using her powers on it.
"I wonder if Mason has any arch enemies of his own." Lincoln thought out loud. "Do you think he has an arch nemesis, Lisa?"
"I am completely uncertain of that, elder brother." the smart girl replied. "It will help them focus their powers and train more."
"Totally. Can I have one of your beam sword?"
"Of course. Just try no to burn yourself Lincoln."
"I'll be fine." Lincoln grabbed one of Lisa's beam swords and began hacking and slashing at one of the old dummies.
After about half an hour of training, they all stopped and they were all feeling tired and a little exhausted. Lincoln felt something gently touch his right shoulder and it was Sam, giving him an encouraging smile. "You did really good, Lincoln. Slashing at the dummies like that."
"Thanks Sam. Wait. I'm not being electrocuted this time."
Sam noticed as well, and gasped with joy. "You're right! I can't shock you anymore." Then she and Luna hugged, then she hugged Lincoln next with joy.
"Awesome Sam!" said Luna.
Meanwhile
At an old, rundown house, there lived a middle-aged man that was covered with a long, sleek fur coat and he had robotic hands and feet for some reason. They looked robotic and his face still looked organic. What lied under his coat was a mystery, and he appears to keep it from other people.
"Another day in this miserable existence." he said to himself out loud. His voice sounded Russian, or an eastern European accent. Somewhere from Romania, Moldova, Serbia, Ukraine, or any one those countries.
He had greyish-black hair, and a black goatee that covered his chin and around his mouth.
"My life is such a joke. Just living in isolation from most people of the world. Well, I might as well go over to the store and buy some more pizza rolls for myself." he grabbed his bowler hat and went outside to do some errands.
This man had sharp metallic fingers at the end of his metallic hands, as if they were claws. This man wasn't always so cynical and isolated. No, years ago, something had happen to him. Something so horrible, it left him a different outlook on life forever.
He took a breath and walked outside his rundown house. Walking on the sidewalks, he noticed some people around him staring as he walked by. The man didn't really care abs he just continued his way to the supermarket, and he was greeted by an employee."
"Hello, Mr. Yakov," said a female employee. "Are you looking for the same items?"
"A little bit," the man said with a sigh. "I might purchase more food for myself."
:come on, why do you have to sound so cynical, mr. Yakov?" asked the female employee.
"Well, Patricia, if I told you, you would not he able to handle the truth. The truth is the reason why j left Russia and fled in disgrace from my... past. Everyone in Russia shunned me, along with Ukraine, Moldova, you name those Eastern European nations."
"Well... let me know if you need anything from me."
"Very well." said the man. He looked at the items on the shelves and purchased some produce for himself and managed to get ten items. Checking out of the counter, he was more than glad to drive back home in his station wagon, not wanting to go interact with anyone again for a long time.
This man must have a very peculiar reason for wanting to he in isolation for so long. "Darn you, Zinovey," he said to himself as he unloaded the groceries and carried them inside his house. "I could have been king of all Russians, or king of the Cossack family." Turning on the tv he said to himself: "but alas, there are no Cossacks to be king of."
As the news went on, he saw Luna Frost, Cooor Fire, Electrifier, and Lincoln on the screen. "This just in," said the female reporter: "a new superhero that goes by the name, 'Electrifier,' has come to Royal Woods and aid Luna Frost and Color Fire. Yes, we all know feel much safer with another hero to protect us all from any impending doom."
"Luna Frost, hmm?" the Eastern European make said to himself. "Bah. Why should I be concerned for the world anyway? it turned it's back on me anyway. The experiment and no one helped me." Feel down, he was just lonely, and he only wanted to be adored by everyone around him. "But... why am I not happy? I don't understand." looking away in sadness, he added: "I must want to be loved."
Indeed, this man looked very troubled and misunderstood about life, whatever his accident was in Russia all those years ago, somewhere when the Soviet Union was action around but dying.
