Monday, February 6, 2017

Short Story - The Hurricane Master

Aren is a tall twelve grade old, who is funny, kind, respectful, curious, smart, and has black hair. Aren has an eighteen stratum sidekick, Mohammadi, he can move and he has a freezing power. He usually helps his comrade to fight against villains, such as Avatar, Plankton, the Joker, the hurricane master and Lex Luther. Aren lives in Gotham urban center with Mohammadi in a hall built with an extra-terrestrial material. His house has an secret lair that has a lab, which is utilize for designing weapons and armor to pulley-block villains.\n unitary day, Aren went for a walk, he saw that the water drive was abnormal. The wind started to get stronger as the sky got darker, and voices came from boats and planes. Aren, give us your last speech! demonstrate us your last words! screeched the voices of the minion gang. Last words? What is occurrent? Aren thought to himself. The hero fainted, he was captured, and they sent him to the minions hideout. The minion took his powers o utside(a) while he was sleeping. One hour later, he woke up and heard a familiar voice that said non so strong now, argon you? Aren wanted to punch the soulfulness who spoke and run away, unless and so he know that he could not move, he was attached to a chain.\nAren had a flashback about the first duration he was captured and chained. He had an unseeable device, like a GPS, his outstrip friend, Mohammad, would receive a subject matter that would tell him the location w present Aren was. The low-down teenager was electrocuted, so his proboscis shook, the tracker device that was on his overhead fell and became visible to the Hurricane overlook and the minion gang. The hurricane master shouted to the minions, chip in this junk to me! The gang of minions replied as a group, We are on it, we are on it, and we are on it. The minions grabbed the device, fought for it, but then gave it to their boss. Well, well, what do we have here? said the Hurricane master. The Hurricane Master was angry, and he pressed the button that would ele...

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