"This is it, Fred!" Henry exclaimed one day. "I'm feelin' great about this one!"

"SUPER CHICKEN AND FRED WERE JUST OUTSIDE A SECRET, HIGH-TECH BUILDING ON AN EVEN MORE SECRETIVE LOCATION ON THE ISLAND OF WATZITUYA. THE REASON WHY THEY WERE THERE?"

"I'm gonna join C.H.I.C.K!" The fowl smiled. "The greatest multi-national superhero team ever!"

"You're gonna do what to a chick?" Fred asked, scratching the top of his head.

"No, Fred, it's an acronym." Henry replied. "C.H.I.C.K stands for Confident Honorable Individuals Committed to Keeping justice."

"Oh, I get it now…" Fred replied, nodding. "Who're th' people on th' team, anyway? Thath what I wanna know."

"Well first up is Gallo, he's an Andalusian chicken from Seville, Spain, with huge muscles and a laser gun and he's the leader of the group—"

"AS SUPER CHICKEN DROMED ON ABOUT HIS FAVORITE HEROES, FRED COULD FEEL HIMSELF GETTING MORE AND MORE BORED."

"And there's Poulette…" Henry sighed. "She's a bourbonaisse chicken, from Versailles, France, and even though she's suuuper sexy and slim, she can kick your butt in French AND English!"

"No way, really?" Fred replied, yawning a little.

"The last member's named Professor Niwatori, he's a bantam chambo chicken from Nagoya, Japan. He's kinda the genius of the group, but he can also hold his own if need be, cause he's skilled in the ancient art….of KRAV MAGA!"

"If ya ask me, SC, thethe people don't exactly thound like they're thuper." Fred replied. "Jutht a buncha people that uthe gadgetry."

"Oh, no, Fred…nooo way!" SC replied. "Though they came from many lands they were also given intelligence by Dr. Chicago, but as his final experiment before he disappeared! We're practically brothers to them!"

"Well then leth get thith family reunion over with…" Fred glumly replied.

"AND SO, SUPERCHICKEN AND FRED WALKED INSIDE THE HALLOWED HALLS OF C.H.I.C.K, THEN THEY STOOD BEFORE ALL THREE MEMBERS."

"Uhhhh…hi!" Superchicken exclaimed. "My names' Henry, and I'd uh…I'd like to join your team!"

"THE CHICKENS MERELY STARED AT HENRY FOR A MOMENT BEFORE THEY ALL STARTED LAUGHING."

"Did your MOTHER make you that cape, nerd?" Gallo cackled, then everyone else did alongside him.

"W-what, no, I don't even have a mother—" Henry stammered. "I-I was created like you! I only wear this cause it looks cool and—"

"Oh, pardonnez-moi, Monsieur Errol Flynn!" Poulette laughed. "Deed yu not know zat capes are, uh, how you zay, so 16th CENTURY?!"

"Hey!" SC exclaimed.

"Now uh, explain to us, what sort of powers do you possess?" Niwatori asked, then turned to his cohorts. "….besides the power to look embarrassing…"

"Well…I've got laser-eyes…" SC replied. "But shooting them always burns my retinas."

"Oh, then let us see them…" Niwatori replied.

"AND WITH THAT, THE MIGHTY FOWL PROCEEDED TO STARE AT A SMALL POTTED PLANT. IT TOOK A MOMENT, BUT SC'S STARING FINALLY PAID OFF. HE AIMED DIRECTLY AT THE PLANT AND BLASTED A HUGE BEAM OF SHEER ENERGY AT IT, REDUCING IT TO A PILE OF MELTED GOOP."

"EEEEE-YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!!" Super Chicken exclaimed as he felt the sheer pain from using his laser eyes.

"Oh, vas zat supposed to be intimidating?!" Poulette replied. "Cahn yu at least lift somezink over your head?"

"Oh, I thought you'd never ask!" SC replied.

"IMMEDIATELY SUPER CHICKEN RAN TO THE HARBOR IN WATZITUYA AND PICKED UP A HUGE FREIGHTER BOAT THAT C.H.I.C.K WAS USING AS A STORAGE FACILITY. THE OTHER CHICKENS WERE ACTUALLY KIND OF IMPRESSED...WELL, UNTIL HENRY DROPPED IT BACK DOWN, TWO HUNDRED TONS OF STEEL CRUSHING HIS BODY."

"I'm...okay..." Henry spoke, his voice greatly muffled by the ship.

"HENRY SCRAMBLED OUT, LOOKING QUITE FRAZZLED AND COVERED WITH SAND."

"Oh yes, you're quite powerful…" Niwatori chuckled, bringing his glasses down slightly. "And quite like most Americans when it comes to naivety, ignorance, and intellect."

"What?" SC replied.

"You, my dear friend, are, in layman's terms, a "dumb cluck."" Niwatori replied, everyone else laughing riotously while he only laughed at a modest decibel. "Allow me to explain, as I don't believe I've stated this to you yet. The rules around here are as follows—we don't allow anyone with superpowers, because it's highly unfair to the rest of us in terms of combat and frankly, makes you come off as quite entitled, whether that "super-sauce" concoction turns you into a crumpled heap of feathers or not."

"You are DISMISSED!" Gallo exclaimed, standing up and pointing to the door to exit the C.H.I.C.K building.

"WITHOUT ANY SORT OF WARNING, THE GLASS WINDOW BROKE AND A VERY LARGE VACCUM ENTERED, SUCKING UP EVERY MEMBER OF C.H.I.C.K one by one…"

"Ōno!" Niwatori exclaimed as the vaccum sucked him into the void.

"NON!" Poulette exclaimed while she too had been forcefully kidnapped.

"¡AY!" Gallo exclaimed as he was sucked up.

"THEN AS QUICKLY AS IT APPEARED, THE VACCUM LEFT THE BUILDING…"

"Well thuper chicken I dunno about you, but it lookth like you gotta thave em'!" Fred replied.

"After they were such jerks to me?!" Henry replied. "Pshaw, they can save themselves."

"THUPER CHICKEN!" Fred exclaimed, scoffing. "I am APPALLED! Wat'th th' one thing you've got they don't?"

"Uh….three thousand dollars in off-shore bank accounts?"

"NO!" Fred replied. "Unlike thoth foolth with their roboticth, you've got REAL THUPERPOWERTH!" He got a little saliva on Henry's face.

"You're right, Fred." Henry replied. "Unlike those guys who are just chickens with human-level intelligence and bipedalism, I'm a SUPERPOWERED chicken with human-level intelligence and bipedalism!"

"Tho what're we gonna do now?" Fred asked.

"We're gonna do what every hero does…" Super Chicken replied. "We're gonna deliver some JUSTICE!"

To be continued….