Hornet: City of Shockwave

The magnificent Hornet, vigilante of the now-shaded Earthling/American Western city, deals with a shining alien presence.

Green Hornet fanfiction. Thanks for reading, all 

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MR. AMLAN SATAN: "Aha, I knew my days of Wall-St. earning would afford me special duty feelings to become more than just a prince of Earth/America, and yes, my vigilante gear makes me something of a special invisible wizard of social traffic congestion/crime/calamity jardinieres; and so, I've named myself the Green Hornet, for all things modern and mouse-IQ (Facebook-like)."

Friends, Green Hornet (Mr. Amlan Satan) was quite the hero-image for his Western (American) city now, and after seizing an underworld smuggled 'blood-diamond' shipment in armored trucks headed to a bank and diluting the street-prestige of the dark company behind the motion(s) of it (Ion-co.), he made toast of the deed with a wonderful plate of homemade meaty beans-and-rice (world fare).

BARON ION: Damn that city-Hornet, complements the deed with Crayola.

ASSOCIATE: Maybe that conflict-zone gems stuff from the UK is all Irish-TV.

BARON ION: Folks in city streets, critics, eyeing my pirate-eye with Crayola!

ASSOCIATE: His stick-figure self-rendering is simply harmless, Ion...jellyfish.

BARON ION: Fool, the Green Hornet's become the only detective of shears.

ASSOCIATE: Wow (thanx).

As it dawned on the evildoers of the Western city Hornet called hometown that no crime of invisible jardinieres would escape the private eye for self-made heroics lines, something much more sinister descended to Earth world, a nasty insect-reptile Martian, lurking for ages underground on the furious and unrecognized Red Planet of bad life, responsible for that inimitable Cydonia face-detector world/media 'event' of stranger eeriness. Now, the alien was on Earth, in the night-time, capable of leaping on cars in the rain to make pure jagged paranoia. What would be the outcome(s) of such incomplete consciousness? What do you think?

HORNET: I've made this liquid nitrogen gun to take that invader to a museum.

"Doing well is the result of doing good. That's what capitalism is all about" (Ralph Waldo Emerson). 

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"Money is everything" (Ecclesiastes)