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Jambat and Watcher: Loose Cannon Part 1
Jambat and Watcher: Loose Cannon
by The Bat
“I’m going on record as saying that this isn’t a good idea.” I said as Watcher poured the mix into the metallic wrist band.
“It doesn’t really matter.” said Watcher as he slapped on the band. “I’ve been working out, and with the power of NPL, mem mapping and speed learning I have gained knowledge beyond beyond knowledge. With this band I will become Watcher: Master of Masterships. Think about it. What makes you Master of Men?”
“I don’t know. It sounds cool?” I said and shrugged. Watcher ‘s brow raised.
“Do you know what this does?” he asked holding the band high in the air.
“I don’t know, make your forearm look bigger.”
Watcher frowned. “Oh, I see you lost your job as a comedian and you’re desperately trying to be funny.”
“What do you want me to say. I mean you don’t know what’s going to happen if you inject that stuff into you.”
“The synthetic pheros will bond to bodies natural pheros. At any point I’ll emit the perfect phero based on my emotion.”
“Genetics? You’ve learned genetics?”
“Genetics? Eugenics.” He smiled. “Not to mention Biology, Quantum Mechanics, the rocket sciences and several foreign languages. As I said I’m the Master of Masterships.”
“So what’s the point of all this?” I said.
He turned to me and leapt onto the table in front of me. “Total Alpha-dominance.” He jumped from the table and took a stance. “Come on.” he said.
“I’m not fighting you.”
“Scared.”
“You don’t know martial arts.”
“And you know that how?”
“The answer is no.”
He smiled then moved in with a hail of strikes, I barely dodged the first two then moved into a cross blocking technique. I grabbed his arm and locked it. He reversed it then I reversed it, then he again, then I broke the lock and went into a stance. “Five days.” he said. “Never took a class. I made a special martial arts tape with all my favorite fight scenes. I watched it over and over and absorbed those scene. Mixed with the knowledge of Bruce Lee’s writing’s I’ve learned the martial arts.”
“That’s incredible. But speed learning only does so much you’re-”
“Using my brain’s maximum capacity. At least trying to.”
“You ever consider that you may be a mutant? I mean with special talents and -”
“You have to understand, the ability to control pheromones is the ability to control your destiny, for better or worse. Now, I need you to active the machine.” He pointed to a device with clamps for his feet and arms.
“Actually it’s mostly just a way to get laid or pick up chicks.”
“Jambat -”
I smiled. “Sory. What’s that do?” I asked.
“Simple. See that cylinder? It’s got six ounces of A-none in, the other one has two ounces of NPA and the third has three ounces of Nol. There’s a special radioactive chemical in there that will start the bonding at a molecular level thanks to special nanites I’ve developed.”
“Of course.”
“This will inject itself into the glands that control phero reproduction and emission. When I’m strapped in there will be a ten second countdown. The pheros will flow into my wrist bands and inject along with the bonder. The machine will send a quick but rather large charge of electricity through my body. Once this process is complete I will be a normal man until I activate the chargers. The wrist bands will monitor my emotions and tell my body how much phero to emit and what type through tiny bolts of electricity.”
“Electro-stimulus? Isn’t that dangerous? I mean you’re making yourself emit synthetic pheros. That’s crazy.” I said.
“Jambat it’s not crazy, it’s science. I’m making myself produce stronger pheros.” he said then hurriedly got into the contraption. I could do nothing but watch and pray for his safety. He pressed the ignition and slid his arms and legs into the sockets. They snapped around his limbs automatically. The countdown began. Ten...nine...eight...
I though but grabbing a the tranq gun and blasting him with a dart then shutting the machine down but that wouldn’t stop him for long. I left the room, went to the kitchen and started to make a sandwhich. The lights flickered then there was silence. I ran back into the control area, but the machine had stopped and the clamps were open. Watcher didn’t move. The EKG said he was alive and kicking but he was frighteningly still. “Watcher!” I screamed and shook him. I felt his pulse, it was off the chart. Suddenly he grabbed my hand with incredible speed then let go. He sat up.
“How do I look?” he asked.
“Like you?” I said. “I’m not going to be a good judge, I know you got the stuff on.”
“Then lets go where the best judges are. X-rayz.”
“That lascivious night club. You don’t need pheros there.”
“Makes it the perfect place if you ask me.”
Watcher dressed in his black silk pants and matching sport coat. I decided on a black body shirt and black jeans. We went up to the rooftop of the building where Watcher’s secret lair was located and looked down on the club. “There it is. Last one there’s a rotten egg.” he said and leapt from the top.
I hate it when he does that. The trick was simple map out your fall then grab onto a flagpole, swing on to a fire escape, flip off on to the club’s rooftop, jump onto then climb into the club’s bathroom skylight. Simple. Since I’m not an acrobat and I left my antigrav belt in the base I figured I should take the elevator.
“What took you so long.” he said as I walked in.
“If I knew you were going to do that -”
“You would’ve worn the belt. Come on dude. It’s fifteen buck to get in here for basic house music. I’m surprised more people don’t sneak in.” The club hadn’t changed everyone was bumping and grinding. Scantly clad women and men were everywhere. The strobe lights made the scene look like a huge orgy.
“C’mon, hurry up. I’m not fund of this place.”
“Why?”
“Dude, you know I’m Christian. How is this gonna look if people see me in this place?”
“You go to clubs.”
“Yea, but this isn’t a club it’s a softcore porn movie. And just barely softcore. I mean look at this place. You know people actually - you know.”
He looked at me. “Hey it happens sometime. Speaking of which now’s the time.” he said then ran his fingers through his hair.
“You sure about this?”
“Of course. I went this far.” He thrust his fist into the air and slammed his hand against the band. A low hum sounded then shut off. Like magic a few seconds later two intoxicatingly beautiful ladies in micro skirts and tank tops walked over to him, separated him from me and started a conversation with him. It was working. Amazing. I sat back and watched for awhile. In the next few minutes he had about ten women around. Him. I grabbed a beer and chilled out while he had his fun. A lady in painted on denim jeans walked over to me.
“Hey, are you a friend of his?”
“Somewhat.”
“Is he somebody famous.”
“Nope not at all. He’s just the man with the plan.”
She turned to me and smiled. “Well you’re kind’a cute.”
Obvious ploy. “Just kind’a?” I said.
She smiled. “You here to dance or are you going to just sit it out?”
“Sure, I’m game for a little dancing.” We got out on the floor. Things were going real well, but soon I looked over at Watcher and noticed something ultimately strange. A gaseous substance bellowed up from no where and Watcher’s female friends started to fall. Then Watcher fell. Some of the bouncers saw this and ran over. Only one woman was left standing and she wore a micro gas-mask. She was about 5’10, and wore a black latex catsuit. She had long curly black hair, busty, muscular build, and she had a big cloth sack with her. The gas was coming from a gauntlet around her wrist.
Watcher and I both have keen intuition and never leave anything to chance. Well, that’s not true actually he nor I ever even thought about the effects of pheros on the criminally insane. Bad move. The woman activated her second gauntlet and let the bouncers have a force blast sending them flying into the crowd. She flew into the air and out the window. I stared on. This can’t be good.
My new friend was stunned. “She just -”
“Yes, she kidnapped my friend. I should do something about that. Uh, nice to meet you.” I said then kissed her hand. “Gotta go.”
I ran out of the club as the manager told a group of cops the club had just been robbed. Didn’t take me long to put that one together. Outside the club I could see her flying off in the the distance. Looks like a job for Jambat and Watcher. Well actually considering Watcher was out cold I guess it was a job for Jambat.
I ran to the elevator, opened the key panel, typed in the special code and the elevator shot my down to the super sub-basement where my base was located. I took off the club clothes, grabbed my black turtle neck, black fatigues and trench coat. It was time. I could track him by his wristband which had a GPS signal in it. I slapped on the other band and popped the screen. I figured time was of the essence. Since she was airborne it was time for the good ole anti-grav belt. I grabbed it, a laser knife, two semi automatic dart basters and the gauge pump shot gun from my weapons chamber. I decided to take along a stun baton, some smoke bombs, and two mini gas mask just to be on the safe side. I snapped on the AG belt went up to the roof, smacked the GPS on and leapt.
After a few minutes I located Watcher’s position, set the belt to hover and pressed the release switch. I landed on the roof and used a grappling hook to climb down. The GPS pinpointed Watcher’s exact location but the only thing I could see was an office building. I pulled out the laser knife and cut a hole in the window big enough to climb through. I didn’t know if the office had security cameras so smoke bombed it, went in and ran out in a hallway. There was a guard sitting in a roll away chair at a desk dressed in black paramilitary gear. He carried a laser pistol but had his back to me pouring over some files. I walked past and hoped he wouldn’t suspect anything. Everything was fine until he suddenly spun around to me and pulled his gun.
“Hey,” he shouted, “who the hell are you.”
I stopped and raised my hands. “Let me get my ID.” He walked over to me. I reached into my coat with one hand smacked his gun hand away with the other and shot him with a sleep dart then grabbed his gun. He swung at me but I dodged and chopped him on the neck. The drug finally took effect and dropped him. I took a deep breath, searched him and found a key card. I took it and kept walking. I heard other guards coming. I sat in the chair and rolled it down the hall until I was right in front of them then smoke bombed the hall and unleashed a round of sleep darts into the oncoming guards then ran.
The first door I came to with a card reader I swiped the card through and went inside. The door slid shut behind me. Whoa. The place was some kind of high-tech lab. It had chemicals and electronic gizmos that did Heaven only knew what. That’s when I saw it. A sensory dep tank. Watcher was floating in it sleep. He had been stripped down to his undies and was connected to an oxygen mask. I ran over to the tank and beat on it. Stupid. He can’t hear me. I stood back pulled the pump shotgun and let off a round shattering the tank but probably also alerting the guards to where we were. Watcher fells from the tank and awoke. He raised his head slowly.
“Are you okay.” I asked.
He shook for a second. “I’m fine. She took the chargers.” he said still groggy.
“What’d she do to you?”
“Nothing yet.” he paused. “We over looked something. The effects of pheros on the superhuman and -”
“Criminally insane. I know.”
“I kept pumping out andro and she would go from sexually intrigued to angry. Zero to sixty just like that.”
“I used the GPS to find you so your bands must be here.”
Suddenly there were footsteps outside. I looked at Watcher as he began to search for his chargers. “They’re coming through.” I said.
“I gotta find those chargers.”
“Wait, the chargers send tiny shocks through your body to start the change right.”
“Right. Well to certain cells. They charge the chemicals to start the reaction.” I pulled the stun baton. “What are you gonna do with that?”
“Hit you.”
“What?”
Seconds later the door slid open. The first guard that came through took a fist to the face, then Watcher snatched his gun and cracked the other one over the melon. The third and fourth guards ran in and I took care of them with darts to the hands. They dropped their guns then they dropped. The last guard stopped then shook violently in fear and ran. Watcher looked back at me.
“Sorry about the stun baton big guy. I wasn’t expecting to use it that way but electricity is electricity right. I powered the stun baton down. “You okay Watcher. Say something.”
He cocked his head to the side and said. “Watcher no more. I am Alpha-Max!” He stood six feet, his muscles rippled, his hair blew to the side.
“Right, Alpha-Max. Okay. Tell me anything.”
The first two guard sat up but instead of grabbing their guns they scooted away from him. The pheros had to be having an effect. As Watcher - uh - Alpha-Max had fun watching the guards cower in fear I grabbed his bands from a work table and tossed them to him. “I think she was about to do some to them.”
He grabbed them and slapped them on. Then lifted his fist. “Chargers on!” he shouted. The chargers started to hum. He punched out the first guard and the second ran. I tagged him in the leg with a knock out dart. He dropped and slid across the floor.
“Let’s get out of here.” I said.
“Not until we take care of Thunder Force.”
“Thunder Force? She calls herself Thunder Force. Wow, that’s just as bad as well as -Alpha-Max.” He looked at me.
“Hey sorry. And put some clothes on for goodness sakes.”
“He doesn’t have to.” said Thunders Force as she came in from a secret door behind the lab dressed in a lab coat over a black and gray spandex bodysuit. You two are perfect specimen.” She pointed her gauntlet at us. “But I won’t hesitate to kill either one of you if you don’t do as I say. Don’t think I’m playing with you.” She pointed the gauntlet at and obliterated an oak desk.
“That’s not good.” I said.
“Nope not at all. But I Alpha-Max -”
She pointed the gauntlet at us. “Will do what? Ah, you’re superheroes.” she said. “Just my luck. So Alpha-Max whose your friend.”
“You may know me as Jambat: Master of Men!” I said.
“You’re Jambat? What happened to -” She turned to Alpha Max. “Oh, name change. You’re Watcher.”
“Watcher no more!” he said.
“Sure. Well you two this couldn’t be more perfect. First I’ll breed with you, then do sinister experiments on you and if they don’t kill you I will.”
Watcher turned to me. “I was fine with the breeding part.”
“What, you mean sinister experiments don’t do it for you. I go all weak in the knees for mad scientist chicks.” I said.
\"She\'s a loose cannon.\"
\"You sure know how to pick \'em.\"
“Shut up! Walk!” she shouted and pointed toward the back room. We simply shook our heads and walked into the room. She followed us and sealed the door.
To be continued...
Re: Jambat and Watcher: Loose Cannon Part 1
Very cool!
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lol... nice job! [img]/ubbthreads/images/icons/smile.gif[/img]
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LoL. [img]/ubbthreads/images/icons/smile.gif[/img] very cool [img]/ubbthreads/images/icons/wink.gif[/img]
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LOL [img]/ubbthreads/images/icons/laugh.gif[/img] you da man jambat! [img]/ubbthreads/images/icons/laugh.gif[/img]
Re: Jambat and Watcher: Loose Cannon Part 1
Gld you guys like it.
-The Bat
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jambat, son, you got talent, real talent....start using it,...your writing skills are on par with the big boys, and being a successful writer will go along way to nookin the gash... i look forward to more
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I can picture this in comic book form (a compliment), you\'re very talented. I\'m impressed with your writing, dear jambat!!!
Re: Jambat and Watcher: Loose Cannon Part 1
I can picture this in comic book form (a compliment), you\'re very talented. I\'m impressed with your writing, dear jambat!!!
-sopie
I am a big comic book collector actually. I have over 1000.
Re: Jambat and Watcher: Loose Cannon Part 1
Well i knew it was coming, jambat thats a change to the original draft but it sounds much much better. Lol
www.anitadoth.com
Re: Jambat and Watcher: Loose Cannon Part 1
Thanks. I made some changes to the dialogue to make it sound more natural and less contrived. And did a few other things so it would run together better.
-Vinson
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Jambat\'s new title: Lyrical genius. [img]/ubbthreads/images/icons/laugh.gif[/img]
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Lyrical genius? Wow. Thanks. They like me they really like me, [img]/ubbthreads/images/icons/smile.gif[/img]
-The Bat
Re: Jambat and Watcher: Loose Cannon Part 1
Well hey heck im in this story might have to do some creative writing myself lol. I will be sure to include more posters though to make it interesting fulltiltredhead should be there also.
http://www.chez.com/kristalisator/ Visit the website check it out.
Re: Jambat and Watcher: Loose Cannon Part 1
Ooo, ooo, ooo. Yeah, I wanna be in it, too. Jambat\'s big fun with these stories. Most excellent.
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Yeah i wonder why he didnt include you in the current story. They are very excellent.
www.anitadoth.com
Re: Jambat and Watcher: Loose Cannon Part 1
Actually I thought about you FTR but I was in the middle of the story and already had an idea where I wanted to go but your wish is my command. I probably won\'t have it done for a week or so though.
-The Bat
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