The tale of Wilhelm Balder II

[KennethKarl]

As he walked down the filthy streets he faintly smelled the vile stench of the town. With most of his sence of smell and taste gone it had to have been a strong and pungent odor. Before he entered the main road of the town he put on his power helmet to conceal his face.

 

"Hey! Metal dude! Come here!" Shouted a discusting looking man. He was in his late twenties and was accompanied by four others, all holding various blunt objects. "What do you think you're doing in MY town without paying the toll?" Without looking at the gang he briskly walked past them. "HEY! You don't ingnore me a**hole! I'm the boss round 'ere!" After he said that the thug threw a large rock. Sensors in his helmet went off, and he was able to detect the rock's trejectory. He used his power suit to catch the rock, he then gracefully spun around throwing the rock right back striking the thug square in the face. Blood spattered everywhere, his skull was crushed. The Armored man turned toward the gang and said "Tell your "boss" that his petty words mean nothing in this destitute world. If you want respect you must earn it not take it." The gang stood still, struck with fear. The armored man turned and continued to walk.

 

 

 

*More where this came from. Tell me what you think. I know it's short.

[tokyobiohazard]

Very good! I need moar! :D