So, this is just the story of my self-moc, Starix, who sees all of the crime and corruption in his city, and decides to take a stand against the crime lords and Dark Hunters that have taken over the island. Enjoy Chapter 1! “Who is this guy? He’s new here, that’s for sure.” “He can’t possibly be from another island, this guy’s definitely just a civilian. We haven’t had shipments from other places in years.” “I believe he’s a menace to us. There’s a pecking order here, and he’s trying to break it up. He’s going to get himself killed.” “He’s my hero.” “He’s a vigilante, and the GNPD will make sure to apprehend him in the near future.” “At this point, I just don’t think that we can really assess the situation. He’s only been on the scene for a little while. All we know, is that some very questionable people have been taken down thanks to him. It looks like he’s off to a pretty good start. “ Starix woke up with a pain in his side. His radio was glitching out again, he’d have to take that in. As usual, the pain in his side was correlated with the radio reports this morning. When he started, he didn’t really plan on being such a controversial image. All he did was take down a crime-lord. It had been far too long since his city had a hero. Last night, he had decided to fill that need. “He’s not a professional. He shouldn’t be doing this one his own.” He’s got a point. “There’s no way, man. Have you seen the pics of that guy from last night? Celix, you know? He looked pretty bad, man.” I don’t regret it the slightest bit. “He’s probably going to regret this.” Oh the irony. He pulled out a pan and turned on the stove. He reached over to the fridge and pulled out two eggs. Maybe he’s got a point, he thought as he poured the yolk. His breakfast sizzled while he waited, listening intently to the men on the radio. “Who does this guy think his is? I hate this guy,” the host said slowly. “He thinks he’s the hero that we need. We haven’t had a good home defense system up for a while now, I doubt that the governor is planning on changing anything. Maybe he’s the answer to our prayers?” “I’m perfectly comfortable with the situation…” The man’s voice stopped short as Starix pushed down a button on the radio. Hopefully all of this would die down soon. He probably couldn’t handle it. Another month of this and he’d probably go insane. He was mad enough as it was. He turned around and noticed that his eggs were ready. He dipped them onto a plate and ate them with haste. He was going to be late for work.
