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Hi everyone. This is my first fanfic on this site and I thought I'd start with my favorite cartoon series. I hope you like it. I'm posting the first two chapters of my story right now and will try to upload the rest as soon as possible. Please read and review. All reviews are appreciated and I'll reply eagerly to each and everyone. Constructive criticism is very much welcome and no abuses or flames please. Thank you.
Chapter 1: Prologue: 'Horror in green'
His small hand picked up some of the dirt that lay in an untidy pile by the bakery. Closing his palm into a fist, he compressed it and upon release, threw it towards Jake. The tiny pile landed at the back of Jake's head. The feeling of wet mud landing with a thump on his neck made Jake turn his gaze from the tasty loaf of bread in the baker's window towards his unruly companion. Little Wade giggled at his reaction and ducked when Jake threw some of the mud back. "Not now little brother," Jake yelled, "we have to get dinner" with this, he sauntered of in the direction of the bakery.
Only inches from its door, Jake's nostrils perked up at the aroma of freshly baked goods coming through the store. He walked through the glass door displaying the 'OPEN FOR BUSINESS' sign. The store was run by a grumpy, middle-aged Mr. Myers who sat at the counter with a morose expression on his face and his gaze aimed at the newspaper in his hands. The bell on the entrance door chimed as it was opened, signaling the entrance of a new customer. Myers eyes rose up expectantly and landed on the twelve year old grubby kid in dirty, over sized clothes. He was followed by a younger, similarly dressed kid with a slight physical resemblance to the earlier one.
"What do you two want?" said Myers with an unwelcoming tone. "Nothing mister, we're just looking" said Jake enthusiastically. "Well there's no place for twerps like you in my store," said Myers, "Get out. Now!" At that moment, Wade gave out a shrill cry as if screaming out of some pain and collapsed on the floor before a stunned Mr. Myers. He got up from the counter and bent down near the child's body sprawled between two biscuit laden shelves just opposite the entrance door. In the dim store light, Wade's long eyelashes formed shadows on his cheeks.
Mr. Myers tried to shake him up as he searched across the boy's body for bruise marks. The familiar chime of the entrance door interuppted his search and he looked up to see Jake, with a basketful of bread loaves, disappear through the door. His legs towards the door, his mouth open and ready to scream for help and his mind still recovering from a dual shock was the position Mr. Myers's was in when the edge of the biscuit laden shelf hit his head.
Wade subtly removed his leg from where he had pushed the shelf and went outside the store to join his brother. Unanimous in the happiness of their successful heist, the the two boys made a headway towards a nearby alley. Just at the alley entrance, Wade glanced up in undisguised astonishment as a strong arm grabbed him by the shoulder and another stopped his brother's progress. "Think you two moles can steal and get away with it do you?" said a gruff, male voice. It belonged to a stern looking police officer. "Lucky we were on patrol here and spotted you two."
Let's take these kids down to the station officer Doyle." he said to his partner holding a struggling but almost resigned Jake. Wade however, in a combination of naivety and resolution tried to break free from his strong captor's hands. The officer though, shoved him roughly against his patrol car while Officer Doyle mercilessly hit Jake's arm while retrieving the food basket. As the officers then went on to cuff the kids, a mere twenty inches away, strange green smoke started coming from a nearby alley. It spiralled into a huge green vortex giving out silver-green sparks from the center. It spread around, into the street, causing everyone, including the two boys and their captors to choke. In between coughs, they could make out a tall, lean, green figure emerge from the center of the vortex.
As the smoke from around it started to fade, the figure appeared to be that of a man in green clothes. He was rather oddly dressed in tall, brown leather boots and green tights. The borders of his long green shirt had a fringe with tiny rectangles cut alternatively out of it. A leather belt with a silver buckle and a conical green hat with the same fringe completed his outlandish outfit. As the last of the smoke faded away, his dark featured face became visible. On his back was a quiver filled with shiny silver arrows held by a leather band. He took one of them out and with his long wooden bow, seemed to aim the arrow towards something. A sudden whooshing sound and what seemed like a jet of green smoke went hurtling in the air towards the patrol car.
The smoke from the arrow engulfed the two officers causing them to choke heavily on it. Blood poured out of their mouths and noses as their veins and capillaries became prominent on the visible parts of their skin. Wade and Jake could do nothing but stare at the sight before them along with everyone else. "A fitting punishment to the the oppressors of the poor. A good deed has been done and you all bear witness to it" The source of these words being none other than the green-clad inhuman stranger.
Another bright show of silver-green sparks and the green smoke reappeared around the stranger promptly encircling him. Like some veteran magician, he gave a lavish bow and disappeared with the last of the smoke.
Across the street, a man got into a public call booth and dialed an unfamiliar number...