A Hero After The War - Willie A Marquina Jr. (read people like a book txt) 📗

Inside a ruined building on a unknown island, A group of armed soldiers came crashing in the front door of a high-rise building. They readied their weapon and sure enough out of the darkness came a creature that looks like a hybrid with the body of a tiger and a body & tail of a snake- The Snakehounds. The creature howled that cracked most of the glasses in the building but the soldier’s thick helmets protected them. The howl wasn’t just for intimidating it was also for signaling because shortly after that came the whole pack.
The soldier’s open-fired against the advancing creatures towards them. Before any of those creatures can get near the soldiers they were riddled with bullets and thus were killed. The creatures who were dying one by one, attacked altogether as a pack as a last chance effort of killing the soldiers. The soldiers more advanced as they seem to be, revealed a sonic cannon which they fired onto the oncoming horde of snakehound. When the cannon was fired it released a sound more than of a 10,000 decibel, disintegrating the snake hounds into nothing but bloods and bones.
It was either the sound of the cannon or the sound of the snakehounds dying because moments after that an 8 feet tall snakehound came into the scene. The soldiers tried to fire again but the mother was so fast that before the soldiers could press the button the other had smashed it already. The soldiers open-fired against the mother snakehound but the mother’s thick skin protected it form the soldiers bullets. The mother howled against the soldiers breaking the soldier’s formation. They all started running for their lives except for one soldier; The General.
The mother snapped for the general but he dodged and rolled to his left side and punched the mother in the eye. The mother attacked again but instead of dodging it, the general readied himself and when the mother snapped again, he caught it the lining of its mouth and tossed it around like a tin can. The mother now full of anger for the general slithered as fast as it can towards the general, the general instead of dodging or preparing for its attack now ran towards it. When the general was 2 feet away from the mother, he unfastened his belt full of grenades (with the grenades being set off too, of course) and tossed it onto the mother’s mouth. Avoiding it’s mouth and sliding into the corner he awaited for its effect to take place. The mother tried to snapped again but before even getting close to the general it exploded cutting it into two.
The general walked towards its still barely alive head, stomped on it, before exclaiming to this then regrouping soldiers “Now!!! Let us take our prize!!!!!!”. The soldiers cheered as the general exclaimed this words.

Two soldiers walked along each other through a large white hallway and slumping upon their shoulders is a young teen boy whose age looks like 16 year old or so.
“Where are we taking him?” Asked guard no.1.
“To the prison cells, apparently the boss can’t take him in.”Answered guard no.2.
“The boss can’t absorb him? That’s impossible!!!” Exclaimed guard no.1.
“Yeah, As soon as they placed the kid in the containment unit, all of the systems crashed and the unit exploded.” Explained guard no.2.
“So, now what?” Asked guard no. 1
“Apparently the boss has something special for him in the Death Pit.” Answered guard no.2.
“Oh, okay. So how’s your hometown?” Replied guard no.1
“Not too shabby, I mean after we destroyed it and all.” Said guard no.2 with a proud smile.
They kept on bragging and laughing all about their past evil crimes until they came upon the prison cells. They threw the kid in one of the prison cell with a large “THUD!!!” and kept on bragging about their evil past deeds as soon as they closed the iron bars and walked away.
Out of the dusty old prison cell came an old man whose face spells wisdom. “Hey kid, Are you dead?” He said as he tapped the kid with his cane on his head. The kid started moving his finger, then wriggling his body, and finally opening his eyes. “Uh, Where am I?” The teen said while wiping his eyes. “Well, you’re in one of QWO’s base right now and if what the soldier said is true then you’re in big trouble, Mac.” The old man said as he helped the teen to his feet. “QWO, what’s QWO? And whose Mac is that my name?” The teen said as he sat down. “Well I really don’t know your name. So mind telling me your name.” suggested the old man. “I…. I really don’t know my name or rather doesn’t remember.” The teen said as he held onto his head. “Well then my name is Larry, Larry Gibson; my friends call me Lars for short.” Lars said as he held out his hand. “Well since I don’t know my name, I guess you can just call me Mac, just Mac.” Said Mac as he held Lars hand and shake it.
“Well now our greetings have been taken care of, QWO is…..” but before Lars can finish what he’s saying a bunch of guards entered their cell and handcuffed them to each other. “All right bring these toxic trashes to the stadium, the general wants to see somebody be slaughtered right now.” The warden shouted to his men.
Lars whispered to Mac as they were being brought to the Death Pit.“Get ready kid, I’ve been sent to some of these fights broke some bones seen somebody mauled to death. In the Death Pit your only goal is to survive; and since I’m handcuffed to you please do survive and maybe even better… win.”
As soon as they entered the stadium the first thing that Mac noticed was that it has a Roman gladiator style look to it. The stadium was circular shaped and its walls were lined with cages that held many different animals but these animals looked like hybrid of 2 or more animals, other animals look like exaggerated large versions of small animals, while other animals have mutated some part of their body. One of the cages held a giant rat, other cage held a hybrid of an eagle and a lion- Flying Death, and another animal looks like a dog with an enlarged jaw-Bone Crusher, and many other bizarre animals. The floor was sand with fallen weapons and bones of old participants scattered around it. The seats were filled with cheering or jeering audiences and the center of the seats in his throne was The General with 2 seductive women catering to his every need.
Mac while still handcuffed to Lars walked towards the center of the stage. The crowd mumbled against each other whose faces look likes its saying “Who is this young kid and old man, oh well at least we will see somebody get killed again.” The General lifted his right hand and the crowd shut up. He also pressed one of his buttons on his console and one of the cages opened releasing the Bone Crusher. Mac grabbed a sword from one of the fallen contestants as the Bone Crusher rushed towards them. When the Bone Crusher was just about to pounce them Mac instinctly slashed it with the sword, the Bone Crusher fell with a large “YELP!!!” the audience gasped until the Bone Crusher stood they all cheered again. The Bone Crusher lunged again but as soon as the Bone Crusher neared its oversized and sharp fangs against Mac, He brought the blade of the sword against it, killing it. The audience jeered the duo until The General raised his hand once more.
The General pressed another button on his console and yet again another cage opened, this time a giant rat attacked the duo. When the rat attacked and with no weapons in sight, Mac punched the rat in the head breaking its skull in the process.
The General now enraged at Mac ordered one of his elite soldiers to fight him in the stadium. The elite soldier dropped from the audience stand fastened his Kevlar vest, tightened his helmet, and readied his shock baton. The soldier charged but instead of fighting back, he kept on dodging it while carrying Lars with him on his shoulders. He kept on dodging and evading the soldier’s shock baton until the soldier was finally tired from all the chasing and attempted whacking. The soldier tried to whack Mac again but instead of evading it, he caught the baton from the tired soldier and used it to whack the soldier, whilst unleashing it’s full power. The soldier fell to the ground from all the shock he has received. Mac then unleashed a barrage of powerful punches to the downed soldier’s helmet further injuring the downed soldier. When he is about to unleash the death blow he looked up and saw The General with his thumbs down, he became disgusted about what he was doing and leave the soldier to the ground heavily injured but alive. The audience cheered this time because of Mac’s display of mercifulness.
Mac marched back towards the prison cells accompanied by Lars where they were greeted with a cheer from his fellow prisoners. The warden unlocked their handcuffs and led them back to their respective cell with a scowl on his face. “How did you do it???!!!” asked an amazed Lars. Towards a still healthy and non-injured Mac. “Did what?” replied Mac. “Like you don’t know.” Said the still amazed Lars “The slashing, the punching and the dodging while not getting tired and how did you carry me I’m 58 years old. How did you do it?”. “I don’t know I just did it when it was needed.” replied Mac. “Oh okay, still Mr. Mysterious are we, how about you use that super strength to……” before Lars can continue what he was saying a soldier dropped a cake onto their little window “Here’s your prize you pieces of shit.”. “He should at least served it with a little decency.” Complained Lars “Oh well let’s dig in.”. As Lars was eating from the ground he felt a solid metal box inside the cake when he bumped his fingers on it. He dug it out of the cake showed it to Mac and they both opened it. Inside they found a flashlight, a watch, a pair of knives, a key card, a key, a letter, a PDA, and a pair of lion energy chocolate bars. Mac read the letter:
To the kid who bested me in combat,
I must say I was amazed when a kid who looked so scrawny defeated me. Especially I was trained to the highest military training. The organization of the QWO is going to dissect you tomorrow to know where you’re superhuman strength comes from (Under The General’s orders of course). I can’t let them do that because I still need