As I stand on this rooftop looking down upon the huddled masses. I wonder if they even know why they even exsist. I hate this place.
Why did I have to be banished to this place, Parodiopolis. It even smells funny. Adding insult to injury, the city is over run with Super Heroes. Why did it have to be super heroes, anything else I could have handled. But super heroes are one they one thing I can't stand.
If so one ever saw me they would think that I am a Super hero, just becuase I wear a cape & spandex.
Oh, Great. a bank is being robbed. Why do banks get robbed so offen ? Why not some place like Library, video store or even a convience store. I like those those stores. I just I'll go save those people.
If I time this correctly I will leand right in front of the robber.
"Halt, citzen !"
He looks at me like am some space Alien. It's like he has never seen any humaniod fly & land infront of him.
"I demand that you go return that money, it's not yours."
Now, he is going to pull out his gun & shoot me. Yup, there he goes.
*Bang, Bang*
"I'll repeat myself. Return the money, it's not yours."
Why do they always run, I can fly. Let's try this again. I'll just hover over him.
"Return the money,citzen. It's not yours."
More shooting.
*Bang, Bang, Bang*
Yeah that worked last time, let's try it again.
"Citzen, Halt or face the consquences."
More running. Let's try this. I use my Heat vision & melt the soles of his shoes.
"Citzen, give me the money."
"No, you $&%#. I aint giving you anything."
"Ok, Citzen. I'll just have to take if from you."
"Gah!"
He doesn't need hands where he is going. Sirens, goood. The cops are coming.
The police cruiser pulls up. Why do cities with super heroes always have fat cops.
"Here, Officer. The money, the robber & his hands."
"Who are you ?" The officer said with a kindly irish accent.
"I am Paragon."
I fly back to my spot on the roof tops. I hate this city, it never changes.
