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Action Max was the greatest hero in
the world. Many other had also risen to be defenders of truth and justice, but
Action Max was the favorite among them. He has fought monsters, robots, and
aliens every minute of every day for longer than he can remember. The Giant
Aliens from Planet 9, the Ultradile from 10,000 below and the invincible
Gigabots of Dr. Manlow. All threats which could have destroyed the world
overnight. All of which were stopped by the mighty Action Max. Yet, after all
his victories, there was only one feeling that remained in his mind,
"exhaustion."
Even today in the midst of his
battle against the terrible Gigantidon. Between the illogically sized weapons. Explosions
that leveled city blocks and clashes of force that will leave marks in history.
Action Max feels no exhilaration, no excitement, only tired resignation. When
the Gigantidon fell to his onslaught, another monster rose in the distance.
Action Max then sighed and trudged forth with minimal energy.
That night, as he stood on the
balcony of his Hall of Great Justice, and observed the patchwork city before
him. Action Max pondered how long he had fought and how many encounters he had
with all the vile villains of the world. He looked out to the highest point of
the city. Beyond the grand skyscrapers, bizarrely huge parking garages and randomly
placed blocky buildings. There was a single structure that dwarfed all the
others. Atop this location was a single bright light, that illuminated the city
like a second sun.
'Maybe one day,' Action Max pondered
as he stared into the endless, dark night.
~--~
The very next day, as Action Max
prepared for another long day of the same monsters and villains, his prayers were
answered. The single light upon the tallest structure in the city. Forever
closed off from the world, shined even brighter than before. It called to him,
it demanded his attention, and he listened. Wordlessly, the light echoed numerous
ideas, "freedom," "return," and "finality." As Action
Max observed the city, he realized he wasn't the only one who felt it.
A wave of monsters, robots, and
others creatures had filled the city. In something akin to a mass migration,
they barreled towards the light at the center of the city. They wanted what the
light seemed to offer, and deep down so did Action Max. Without hesitation, he
armed himself and charged off into the horde. He would not let them reach the
light first.
Action Max zoomed forward. Dozens of
weapons strapped to his body from rocket launchers to laser rifles and even a
jetpack that fired missiles. He forced his way through numerous familiar foes. The
Giant Aliens, the Ultradile, the Gigabots, the Gigantidon, and endless others
threats took swipes at him. Action Max dared not to waste time on these
distractions, as each clawed and bit at his body, he dodged. Whenever he was
struck he muscled through the pain. Whenever one tried to get ahead he'd blast
them with his own weapons and push on ahead.
It was a riot, half against the city
and half against him, but all centered on that bright light. Action Max knew he
couldn't survive in the thick of this turmoil for long, so he got creative. With
his jetpack armed and countless explosives at the ready, Action Max blew his
way through the crowd. With the Ultradile as a springboard and the Gigabots as
shields. The crowd was rocked with blasts that shattered the earth, and Action
Max's many foes fell one by one.
Action Max zoomed through the
carnage and reached the light's structure ahead of everyone else. With a sigh
of relief Action Max felt a rare shot of euphoria. His goal was within reach
and nothing stood in his way. He quickly scaled the vast structure faster than
anyone had any right to. Then he reached the penultimate floor and found he was
not alone.
Dr. Manlow had beat him to the
structure, the mad scientist was now the last obstacle in the hero's path.
"So we meet again Action
Max," the mad doctor cackled, "for the last time!"
"You are correct," Action
Max replied, "this is the last time."
"This time I will destroy once
and for all, thanks to my..." Dr. Manlow began his usual spiel. Action Max
had heard this nonsense umpteen times before and cared little for the specifics.
He pulled out his laser rifle and blasted the doctor square in the chest before
the speech was finished.
"Well then, goodbye," the
hero stated. He walked right past the pained scientist, who couldn't even
manage a reply. Action Max didn't even bother to confirm his enemy's condition,
he cared only for his goal now. He climbed up the final section of the
structure and reached the top. As he entered the end of the structure, he was
bathed in the light.
"How glorious," the hero
remarked. He could even see in front of himself anymore the light was so great.
Yet, he soldiered on forward as the light invited him in. His exhausted body
and mind were filled with a long forgotten feeling of euphoria. He almost cried
as his body felt the exhilaration of his youth.
Again the light echoed three ideas,
"freedom," "return," and "finality." Action Max
embraced those ideas. He closed his eyes and accepted whatever the light
offered as the world seemed to fall out from under him. For a brief moment, he
cracked open his eyes. What he saw could only be described as the hand of God
reach down and pick him up. The hero observed the city for one last time. The
light and life drained from the city until it appeared hollow and lifeless.
Action Max felt the life drain from his own body which became stiff and rigid,
but he didn't fight it. He just accepted his "liberation."
The last thing Action Max felt was
being placed down on a hard wooden surface, his rigid body laid flat on its side.
He could see the "hand of God" pull away and leave his field of
vision. The hero could barely see the world beneath him out of the corner of
his eyes. He almost expected to see the city. Yet, all he could see was a small
smattering of lifeless, plastic structures and equally lifeless discarded
figures. As Action Max faded from consciousness the last sound he heard was a
door close, and then silence.
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This was a weird story to write and I hope its meaning comes across. It was written in a stream of consciousness, so it feels a little loose structure wise, but I think that actually helps the story in the long run.Until next time, Read, Comment and Enjoy.
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