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A HERO’S HERO
Atomic American look at
the stunned expressions on the faces of his
a minute" interrupted Libertie Belle "If you fought with
Statesman in WW II,
you'd have to be a hundred years old."
"No wonder he doesn't
have a cell phone. My grandpa doesn't have one
either. " quipped
"It's a long story-" began Atomic
"I'm not going anywhere." said Hellkitten, eyeing the
portal which lead
to Tyrant's dimension, warily.
I'll make this as quick as I can." said Atomic American. "I
was born in 1899
and was a pilot in both world wars-"
Hero Man chimed in with
"You only look like you're 50."
"Fifty's still a geezer"
Hellkitten muttered under her breath.
"As I was saying"
continued the Atomic geezer "I was a pilot during the
wars, and in then a
few years later, in 1955, President Eisenhower
himself asked me to test
pilot America's first Atomic Space Plane-"
"Atomic Space Plane?"
"Is that like the Space Shuttle?" asked
"It was a Top Secret predecessor to the Apollo and
Shuttle programs. It
was supposed to take me to the Moon, but, along the
"You went to the Moon?" asked Liberty Belle
"No," continued Atomic American, "As I was
saying- along the way there
was... an accident." he paused. "The atomic
power cells of the space
plane exploded, hurtling me through time to the
distant year 2005 and
granting me the ability to control Atomic
radiation. So, even though I
was born one hundred and six years ago, I'm
only fifty six."
There was a moment as the other heroes
"So THAT'S why you don't have a cell
phone. You're from the primitive
"What does all this have to do with us defeating
Statesman's evil twin,
or clone, or whatever Tyrant is?" asked Hero
"Well, back in WWI II, I was a pilot and on
"What's D-Day?" asked the
"You'll learn about it in history class, kid" hissed
"Anyway, I got shot down on D-Day, and ended up
parachuting right into
the middle of a Panzer
"What's a panzer?"
"It's another word
for tank, Kitten!" yelled Libertie Belle. "Go on AA."
landed right in the middle of a group of- enemy tanks. I
didn't have my
Atomic powers then; it was beforethe accident. I was
just a regular soldier,
so I thought I was going to be blown to bits by
about a hundred tanks. Then
Statesman himself flew right into the
middle of them, with all the heroes of
The Dawn Patrol right behind
him. He grabbed me by the collar like a puppy
and flew me to a medical
unit. Along the way he must been shot by every tank
in Normandy. When
he got me to safety he could barely
Hellkitten interrupted "So the point of your story is
that we need a
couple hundred tanks to fight Tyrant."
point is that, even though Statesman was up against an overwhelming
he still continued the fight. After he dropped me off, he flew
into the battle and brought down that panzer brigade, and
routed the Storm
"That wasn't your point! Your point something about
Statesman not being
immortal." interjected Hellkitten, who then mumbled
with "... senile geezer."
roared Atomic American "Is that, when I was your age, we
END PART II
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