A Fantastic ContestA Fantastic Contest by atomskmaster6
Bardak stood on the edge of the roof of a clock shop, keeping an eye out for anything suspicious. Everything was quiet until suddenly a few hundred feet away, he notices a tall figure waving at him. He then put on his helmet and zoomed in on the figure. To his surprise, it was the Fantastic Lin waving at him. He then raised his right arm and waved back. She then waved from him to come over to her. He then got on and jumped from rooftop to rooftop until she arrived at Lin's location. He walked towards her and said, "It’s nice to see you again Lin, I'm a bit surprised you saw me from that distance."
Lin smiles back at him and replies, "I have some super vision as well as the rest." She fidgets slightly, "I was wondering, my modeling agency is having a small contest for most of the models in the agency, and we need one more judge. Do you think you would want such a role?"
Bardak nodded, "Hmm... Well I have judged my crew members on their ship performance before and I was on the staf
Love Triangle Mayhem Part 1Jaden Milton felt his bad day would finally have a silver lining. After being rejected by his girlfriend earlier this morning on Valentine’s Day, Jaden wanted to perk himself up by having a late breakfast at the restaurant were he wanted to take his girlfriend. Much to his surprise, behind a wooden-fenced wall, he overheard a conversation between 3 of the most beautiful and possibly dangerous woman he had ever seen.Love Triangle Mayhem Part 1 by atomskmaster6
“Oh please Frenchie…The only reasons guys are interested in you is you flaunt your barely covered funbags and your bubble butt every 5 seconds” said the Crimson Conservative
“Au contraire, mon grand ami feminine…I can get a man far more easily and gracefully than you…The only way you can get a man is to grab him with you huge muscles” Tara replied
“Oh yeah…” Connie said as she tighten her fist
“She has a point Connie…You’re not as gracefully or as gently when it comes to finding a man…
“…and so Tom goes “What’s so mysterious about this meat? We know its Viorpion Swamp beast meat.” And Siegiel goes “Yeah, but it’s the flavoring that’s the real mystery”…Tom then says “Well what’s the flavoring agent”…then I say “Trust me Tom…you don’t want to know”” Bardak said with a smirk then laughing as the other general laughed hysterically with him.
“Oh…Bardak…I don’t know what’s weirder…The sound of Vio-Vi-whatever that meat was or the fact that mystery meat managed to survive in the future. To be honest, I always thought the Jetsons was the closest we would ever get to a future like that.” Said Former General Harold Rinfield
“Please…Call me Harold”
“And you may call me Jack, Bardak” said Former General Jack Cooper
“Very Well! Well Harold…such a future could have been possible on its own but due to the Teraisians…”
“Teraisians?” General Harold and Jack said in confusion
Bardak then took a few minutes to explain more of who he is, the war the Republic fought, the battle between an inter-dimensional alien, and how he came to be here.
“MY GOD!!... I cannot fathom the amount of pain you must be going through.” Harold commented as he took another sip of whiskey
“It’s like the opposite of Captain America. How did you ever adapt to everything being so archaic and outdated? ” Jack commented as he smoked his cigar
Bardak smirked as he took another sip of whiskey, “Well luckily I had help adjusting to this world, though I haven’t seen her in a long time…but that is a tale for another time. Fortunately, my work as leader of the Guardians and protecting this city have been keeping me busy and although this is not the Republic…its Earth nonetheless and I will protect it. Just as the two of your once protected your homes from danger”
Both General chuckled at Bardak’s statement as they sip their drinks and smoke their cigars. General Harold leaned forward and let a brief sigh
“That was a long time ago…I can still remember how long I was when my unit and I made it to Berlin so we could finish that bastard Hitler. Although in those days, I always thought sometime within the next 20 minutes, I would be killed by whatever reason. I never expected I would see my next birthday, much less my next 50 birthdays.”
“Or spending most of your time killing enemies while protecting innocent women and children…then you blink…and suddenly the killing is over and you have a family of your own” Jack intervened
Bardak slightly smiled at their comments then finished his drink, “This may sound strange, especially coming from me, but the future is uncertain. I understand what it’s like when the fighting suddenly stops. Although like the mystical hydra, one fighting stops yet two more fights take its place.”
“I just cannot fathom who hard it must be for you Bardak. In this time, we just have to worry about the struggles and conflicts of different countries. Yet someone like you has to deal with the conflicts of entire planets even entire systems. No way in hell I could manage that…” Jack said as he finished his drink.
“Just as we were all once privates, we learn though experience” Bardak commented as he grabbed a few glasses nearby and a bottle from a small compartment in his armor.
“Hmm…Experience…That’s the one thing I always thought the new generation was missing. Back in the old days; war was fought using guns, heavy artillery, and your own fists. Nowadays, war is fought by computer nerds on computers at their own base. Though as fate is a funny sense of humor, it turns out both generations were both right and wrong. ” Harold said while recalling Bardak’s tale of the Teraisians war.
“War is hell and unchanging…the only things that change are the death counts and the method of fighting” Bardak replied
Jack stared outside while listening to Bardak’s reply. The other Generals then turned their attention to the view of Arlington cemetery nearby.
“All those graves out there…they gave their lives to protect our homes and freedom …and yet every time I look at that sight…all I see is how many men and women I ordered to their deaths to see that the imminent danger is stopped.
All 3 Generals were silent as they recalled all the hard decisions that had to make over the years. Bardak soon broke the silence when he opened the bottle of Alvenian Blood wine.
“Jack…Harold…Both of you are not the only ones to make decisions that costed lives to accomplish…I’m one of them….We are not the first and we will certainly not be the last. Those men and women outside died with honor and courage. They knew the risks when they performed their duty and would risk their lives again if it meant their loved ones and homes would be safe from destruction. All we can do is remember and honor their sacrifice so they could give all those they protect not just freedom…but a bright future. ” Bardak said as he poured the wine into the 3 glasses and handed each general a glass
“Are all the generals like you in the future?” Harold asked as he took a glass
“Hmm…Well enough…” Bardak said with a smirk
“If most of the generals are like you Bardak, then that’s a future I would love to see” Jack said
“Gentleman…I would like to propose a toast…To fallen friends…and to new friends” Bardak said as he raised his glass
“To all the unsung heroes of the past… ” Harold said
“…and to all the new heroes of the future.” Jack added.
“Cheers” all 3 generals said in unison as they clinked their glasses and took a sip of what the future had to offer.---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
As Scrooge released his bedpost and examined his room, his attention was turned over to his clock. Much to his distress, it was one minute to three. Fear and panic slowly began to overcome his body as he awaited the third spirit. The first two spirits made him reevaluate his past decisions while showing his past and present. Did this mean the final spirit will show him his future? While Scrooge pondered such questions, a cloak of darkness soon filled the air. Scrooge frantically searched all over him, looking for the ominous spirit. What seemed like days, only a few seconds passed as the darkness soon faded and Scrooge appeared back in his own room. He noticed his room was in shambles and there was fire damage, but what shocked him most was a decaying skeleton in his bed. Scrooge slowly approached the skeleton and after examining the skeleton, he came to a revelation. His heart soon sank when he realized that skeleton was himself. There was no indication someone tried to move him to a morgue, even less to bury him. After his shock from his revelation passed, the cloak of darkness returned and he appeared at a destroyed building in the dead of night. Before Scrooge could examine the wreckage, a dark figure soon approached him. Scrooge panic as he saw his final judgment, a large man in dark armor wielding a large sword.
“Are-Are you the spirit that is to show me my future?” Scrooge asked with fear in his voice
The armored spirit simply nodded his head and remained silent.
“Where are we?...Why does this place seem familiar?” Scrooge asked
The male spirit remained silent and walked closer towards him. Scrooge’s body was unresponsive in its desire to flee as the spirit moved closer. Scrooge closed his eyes but soon opened them as the spirit simply walked past him and picked up a piece of the wreckage. Scrooge then dropped his cane and took the wreckage. At first, he didn’t understand why the spirit gave it to him, until he flipped the destroyed piece over and was shocked at what he saw. It was his office’s name sign to the front of his building. Scrooge looked at his surrounding and recognized his own office in pieces.
“Spirit…How did this happen? Who did this?” Scrooge asked with sorrow in his voice
While remaining silent, the armored spirit walked to a nearby wall and readied his sword. He sliced the wall into pieces then sheathed his weapon. Before he pasted the archway, the warrior spirit motioned for Scrooge to follow him. At first, Scrooge was reluctant to follow him; however, the building around him was about to collapse and fall over him. Rather than find out if the environment could hurt him, Scrooge rushed toward the spirit and followed him. As the armored spirit and Scrooge walked down the street, Scrooge was shocked to see most of the buildings had been destroyed and many people were homeless on the street… barely surviving.
As they continued to walk down the street, several times did some of the buildings began to collapse and large pieces rained over the two observers. Scrooges crunched in fear of the large objects; but the results were all the same. During each time, the armored spirit; without stopping, without showing struggle, and without moving his position, easily deflected or sliced the incoming boulders above them with his sword and continue to walk down the street.
“Spirit…How did all this happen? What happened here?” Scrooge asked
The warrior spirit remained silent but quickly grabbed Scrooge and jumped on top of a stable 6 story building. Upon landing, Scrooge caught a glimpse at the total destruction of the area. After Scrooge regained his balance, the spirit then extended his arm outward the pointed to the other side of the building. Scrooge then walked over to the other side of the building, he fell to his knees in grief.
The entire area was no different than a war-zone. As he looked, he saw explosions at multiple sights, buildings were destroyed or on fire, people were rioting in the streets, and droves of homeless people were filling the remaining streets. All these sights made him sick to his stomach, knowing all of this was the result of his misery campaign. All he wanted was for people to feel as much misery as he did but he couldn’t fathom all the chaos and destruction is misery campaign could truly bring. With his death imminent, he had hoped the spirits had a way for him to atone for his mistakes. He then turned toward the future spirit, but Scrooge looked worried at the spirit who looked downward. The warrior spirit placed his left arm on the ledge, looked at Scrooge, and motioned his right hand to look downward. Scrooge quickly rose to his feet and looked downward and was shocked at what he saw.
It was Timmy, now a few years older, caring for his dying mother on the sidewalk. Timmy held his mother closely as she slowly starts to close her eyes.
“Yes…Yes Mom, I’m here”
“Timmy…I want you… to know…I have always been… proud of you.” Timmy’s mother struggles to say.
“Mom… MOM...P-PLEASE…HANG IN THERE!”
“I’m sorry, son…I wish I was…stronger for you…I…love…youu!” Timmy’s mother says with her last breath as she slowly closes her eyes, never to open them again.
“Mother…MOM…MMOOMM!!” Timmy cried out as he holds her closely to his chest. “I love you too, Mom” Timmy says with much sorrow in his voice.
Scrooge was speechless at what he saw. There were no amount of words, no amount of money, and no amount of pain he could endured that would atone for his crimes. His imagination soon ran loose as he fearfully contemplated all the lives he destroyed, all the hope he crushed, and how dark he made the future. As large explosions in the distance was approaching there position, Scrooge fell to his knees and grabbed the spirits cape.
“Spirit…This can’t be the future! I never truly meant to all these to happen. Tell me there is a way to stop this! Tell me there is a way to change this… ” Scrooge cried out with tears escaping his eyes. The male spirit remained silent as he looked outwards as the sounds of explosions were drawing closer to their position. The armored spirit then turned his attention toward Scrooge simply pointed at him.
“Me? You mean…I can stop this? Oh please spirit…I will change. I promise…I shall change my ways and never revert to my dark self. I shall fix the errors of my past and I shall devote everything in my power to help and support all those around me… All this I swear on my life…Oh please, Spirit…” Scrooge said before he was interrupted by a gang of hoodlums at approaching the foot of the building. They quickly ended the life of Timmy then set their sights at the base of the building. The gang safely retreated to a have distance and released a volley of explosives at the building. The explosives caused the ground under Scrooge’s feet to collapse. While the spirit quietly entered and disappeared within the fire, Scrooge screamed as the wave of fire engulfed him.
Scrooge rapidly turned to avoid the hell-fire blaze but he interrupted when his hand hit the bedpost. Scrooge quietly awoke within his room, undamaged and within his time period. While Scrooge was examining his surroundings, a young doctor entered the room, under orders to examine Scrooge and eagerly pronounce him dead then leave. To his shock, the doctor saw Scrooge alive and well. Scrooge then looked at the doctor and hoped this wasn’t another trick.
“Are you another spirit?”
“Noo….I’m Dr. Sonata, but you can call me Von.” Von said as he readied his medical equipment. After he used his equipment to scan Scrooge, he was greatly puzzled at the result.
“Mr. Scrooge…You illness…It’s gone!” Von said with much confusion
“Gone…What do you mean gone? I’ve had this illness for more than 40 years”
“Well then your illness up and died from old age. It’s not just that…I’m not detecting any foreign bodies or signs of pain or decayed tissue…You sir…are perfectly healthy…This is one for the medical books.” Von said as he put away his equipment. Scrooge couldn’t believe the doctors words, but he detected some truth in his report. Scrooge slowly got out of bed and didn’t feel any internal pain in his entire body. He then laughed the more he moved around.
“I feel light as a feather…I feel as energetic as a school boy. Wait…Von…What is today?”
“Today?…Duh... Today is Christmas” Von said with a puzzled look
“Christmas Day? Oh god…I haven’t missed it. The spirits did all of this in one night. Well of course, there spirits…they can do whatever they like.” Scrooge said before he was interrupted when one of his assistant entered the room.
“Yes, Tom…what is it?” Scrooge said with much joy in his voice. Tom was greatly surprised to see Scrooge act pleasant, even more surprised to see him so healthy. He then returned to reality when he remembered his assignment.
“Sir…I have many people on the phone line, something about your campaign.”
“Goodness. That’s right…I have so much to do. Wait…” Scrooge said as he remembered his ordeal with the spirits. “Von...if you could…there is a house down the street with a man named Timmy and his mother its residents. Please bring your equipment to scan his mother and bring me a full thorough report and offer any medical assistance you can. Do this and I’ll double your pay for the day…Come back in less than two hours and I’ll add a promotion for you.”
“Oh…Yes sir…Thank you sir” Von said as he readied his equipment.
As Tom and Von exited his room, Scrooge looked outward towards the city.
“Spirits…Thank you for everything. I will keep my promise and make this world better for everyone”.
As Scrooge left his room to repair the damage he done, all the spirits and Marley were on a nearby building overlooking Scrooge. General Bardak smiled to see his plan work out perfectly. He quietly reminisced at how he gathered Scrooge closest friend and people who could reason with him. Bardak then chuckled at how Scrooge thought it was magic, but in reality, he was Bardak transporting him to his ships holo-deck and program all the illusions. Using this method, they could show Scrooge all the needed to be seen or will be seen without disrupting the timeline and no one, even Scrooge, would get hurt. He then turned to Angelina and Robin, who were smiling at the fact that both of them cured Scrooge’s illness and restored him as he is now. Finally, Bardak chuckled as he used his technology to contact all of Scrooges known sources and contacts from his misery campaign. After all the "spirits" and Marley had there laughs, a bright light engulfed all of them and they reappeared at a location of their choosing...for a "spirit" or heroes work is never done.
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