Snippet #1969778

Daisuke was just minding his own business in his apartment until he heard some havoc going on. He looked out of his window and saw two guys, one man and the other a small girl. Both seemed to be arguing, yet they seem to be working together.

"By Noah's Ark," he said, "those punks are taking my gig! I'll show 'em to mess with me!"

He ran outside, jumped at a nearby window, and landed in the streets. He began walking to where they were casually while knocking out anyone who came in contact with him, which was pretty much everyone else. When he was sure he was a few feet away, he transformed into his "armored" state. If they were going to mess around in his street, they might as well taste the steel in his hand. That was, of course, until some hero arrived.

"Let me guess, a new hero?" he thought, "More like some comic book maniac gone mad. I better straight out his brain with theirs. Yeah, nice plan."

"Hey you three!" he shouted, "Yeah, you! Get off my street you little punks! Unless ya wanna taste my foot!"

He pounced first at the hero. Eliminate the meddlers before the big bait. He didn't want anyone taking his fun from him, be them hero or villain.