Mysterio of Arles: Hell's Knives (Part II)

French quartet of would-be heroes seek to tangle with a helmeted terrorist/specter (Mysterio) for onside-know, in this Marvel fanfiction/trilogy.

Mysterio characterization trilogy, set in Europe. Happy Autumn, all 

DISCLAIMER: This work of comics fanfiction offers no ties to Marvel and all images/references used herein comprise purely a 'personal' expression for social arts (for 'open' views/commentary).

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AMLAN: We've brought you to our inquiry lair in Arles, Mysterio man (ha).

MYSTERIO: You four wannabe-heroes sure have marked my terrorism for your art.

AMLAN: Ezzy, Danica, Marcus, and I found your work endangering Euro-tourism!

MYSTERIO: Chemical war is not just a monkey-wrench for tourist-railways, fool.

AMLAN: Well, in this warehouse, Mysterio man, we'll decode your extra credit art.

MYSTERIO: Arles is but one stop for my Earth-wide arts of Hell, Mister Hero (ha).

AMLAN: I was grudgingly thinking you'd make Arles one pit stop or sideshow, evil.

MYSTERIO: Well, if you four wannabe-heroes wanna chase me, you're to find art!

AMLAN: What if I suggested, here in Arles, Mysterio man, your next-stop is Tokyo?

MYSTERIO: How'd you make this French-toast knot, fool (Facebook-like), hmmm?

The quartet of heroes, journalists-turned-exorcists, nabbed Mysterio, helmeted media-hater and wrath-filled super-terrorist of a new Earth of commerce/traffic image weighted securities feelings, in the 21st-Century, and took him to their inquiry-warehouse in France (Arles) to talk to him like they were the right-stuff for vigilance for the sort of frailty-game he waged, insisting they were miraculously heroes to be taken seriously, for this 'art' of Blue-Planet know (Facebook-like!).

MYSTERIO: You guessed with some strategy-cleat Tokyo is of interest for my art!

AMLAN: My pals and I, our great Euro-quartet of exorcists, demand respect now.

MYSTERIO: There's no wonderful-life, despite your journal-quills of human gods.

AMLAN: Well, we heroes are prayers-energy ready and marked you as nihilism, ha.

MYSTERIO: So what if Tokyo's my next-move...you wish to chase me for news?

AMLAN: Would you accept such an exorcist-challenge 'game' for Facebook-art?

MYSTERIO: Maybe I'd admit your quartet has become 'invisible' knowing.

AMLAN: You hear that, Marcus/Danica/Ezzy...we're...cyber-Earth knit (hmmm)?

Mysterio the terrorist made this dark game-wage but was now under the light of the heroic inquirer-exorcists, vigilantes of sorts, Amlan and Danica and Marcus and Ezzy; and the heroic quartet insisted the bad-guy keep them in the 'know' for an Earth-chase game perhaps somewhat elusive to overground/everyday cops for spiritual medicine for chemical war hellmouths of the heart (ok). Mysterio suggested to Amlan he be released and see if the quartet would/could track the super-villain to Tokyo for a Round-2 of their deep-game of Earth symbolism. After all, the quartet now had a 1-score advantage...in a sleuth-line for all things of modern Blue-Planet 'kinesthesia' (hmmm).

"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)