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"Let me guess the E.M.F generator that keeps ruining Every summit Evey year, what now maybe if we are lucky we don't get to call the fire department !" Mr. Stokham one of the three judges and a a few other tech company personels Said unexcited at Israel's bid to impress them with a smile as they approach his stand bearing withnes to Israel's E. M. P project called the Shocker.

"oh I assure you, this time it is as good as it gets I can assure you of that Mr stokham.

Grim!!.....
Grim!!!!....
Grim!!!!!!...

Israel hadn't forgot to set his phone on silent and was now trying to rescue the awkward situation quickly.

"Yeah , and maybe while over a 80 more Contestants wait for us we will be waiting for you to make your calls!... Goodbye Mr. Israel and whatever you do don't set that thing on I don't want to to end up burnt alive! " chuckled Mr. Stokham along with the others as they walked past Israel without paying much attention making Israel furious and disappointed for a moment before opting to pick the call.

"hello?.. Hey unhm uncle ,can you call me say 30 mins from now..am in the middle of something! " Israel said as he rushed to catch up with the judges.


"Israel ,you need to come home now, something terrible has happened!" His uncle replied through the receiver end of the conversation.

"What ?...what happened?!"
Israel stopped for a while consciously to listen.

"Its your parents and your younger sister ,I just got news from the family back home in Nigeria, Israel your parents and sister were assassinated this morning!"

THE END.


CHAPTER TWO
july15

THE GREEN VIGILANTE : ORIGINS



CHAPTER1: BAD NEWS TRAVEL FAST.

#DOJO

"you must learn to put pressure around your grip, the aim of the leg lock is to put enough pressure around the leg until your attacker loses balance !" Israel reminded the young set of students of Wu-san Martial Arts School where he himself 14years ago had been so eager to learn the first stances in jiu-jitsu even now he had become the only graduate student of Master MA who remained in the Dojo to assist the old ailing master now.

"Sensei Israel why haven't we learnt how to kick like Bruce Lee and jet li?" one of the teens asked as a few murmured with excitement.

"haha if I told you how to throw kicks like jet li we would be having more sensei in this dojo right now" Israel joked as the teens ed in laughter for a moment before taking their stances to begin training sessions.

"Israel, why don't you come the old Man for tea, he says he must see you before he drinks tea, you know how he loves drinking tea with you" Madam Su the octogenarian married to master MA walked in to the dojo training ground with a broad smile over a crooked old face which seem to have lost both shape and skin due to age.

"mother, yes I will and you shouldnt have to walk up to the door for me, you just have to sing that beautiful song of yours" Israel walked up to her quickly as both exit the door and walked back to the little wooden cabin unlike no other modern house in the heart of Tianjin.

"The walls tell me how good you have been with the little ones " master MA spoke softly , the almost delicate nature of the old fragile master who seem to do justice to 100+ age range sat calmly in the his Usual wooden rocky chair where Israel ed in on the ground.


"Sensei don't call your wife a wall, you will hurt her feelings and I like the children ,they will learn alot here from you, sensei as I do"
Israel replied jokingly carefully pouring out the tea into the tea cups and serving one to the master and the other for himself.

"you Learnt what you needed to know like the others but you stayed and then I taught you all I knew yet you stayed and then I taught you all I could yet you still are here, sometimes I ask myself if you want to learn my burial rites " master MA scoffed as he drink likewise did Israel for a bit.

"I came to China at a very young age , I was constantly bullied and found myself all alone in my head at the age of eight I watched a Chinese martial arts show I thought it was the most beautiful and Electrifying thing ever, I took my guardians phone and dialled and you answered and ever since then I found a purpose, am not just a guy with over a 170 IQ I can fight yet I feel there's something else I have to do! " Israel said calmly almost to himself.

"though I have taught and shared secrets with you Israel yet your heart seeks more doesn't that tell you what you want is outside there? " master MA said again as he took a sip.

"hmm maybe but if outside don't serve tea like mom's I won't go close! " Israel scuffed as both men drink their tea for some minutes.

"sensei I have to go check up on the kids, training is over and I have a project presentation at the future robotics summit in thirty minutes, sensei it's always good to take tea with you! " Israel said politely before dropping his empty cup tea in the sauce before leaving.


#FUTURE ROBOTICS SUMMIT 2025 (FRS 2025)




"hey Izzy, you're late ,man! " Allen another robotics engineer and best friend of Israel welcomed Israel at first sight of Israel who drew
In heavy boxes that carried his project work.

"hey, I am still the star of the show, the show has to wait! " Israel said jokingly.

"So says the guy who keeps building the same thing over and over again and please tell me it is not in there " Allen pointed at the boxes as Israel arrived at his exhibition space.

"I promise you this time it's gonna work, I figured the problem it has to be the magnet pellets they seem to redirect the flow somehow around the short circuits and I think I got Way around it, I haven't sleep my ass you know ,this time I may just grab the win" Israel winked smartly at Allen who have a cheerful smile before walking out to his own exhibition space to set up his own presentation.



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just2day:
You've got an interesting setting. Prisons are a fertile ground for the horror genre.

Considering the amount of stories that get posted on this platform, asking for comments to proceed usually isn't the best path to take.

Nice plot. Goodluck

thanks man I actually thought of it plus been new here I decided to go ahead and do it THE GREEN VIGILANTE : ORIGINS gets the green light tomorrow

"HEROES ARE NOT BORN, THEY ARE MADE"



CHAPTER 1: BAD NEWS TRAVEL FAST

CHAPTER 2: HOME SOUR HOME

CHAPTER 3: NIGERIA I DON'T KNOW

CHAPTER 4: WAREHOUSE

CHAPTER 5: IT'S GREEN

CHAPTER 6: A FEW BAD EGGS

CHAPTER 7: NEWS.... NEWS... NEWS!!!

CHAPTER 8: TOURIST

CHAPTER 9: DEAD AGAIN

CHAPTER 10: ALIVE



CHAPTERS TO BE DROPPED EVERYDAY FROM TOMORROW JULY14-23

SYNOPSIS : SET IN THE YEAR 2025

israel is a young Nigerian prodigy whose IQ is topped as the 3rd most smartest teen in the world looses both father and step mother and sister to political motivated murder, while up in China studying robotics engineering , having been raised all his life in China though intially born In Nigeria he returns back to find a strange land and rise to something so powerful it will change the world



GENRE: ACTION, SYFY , SUPER HERO, FANTASY

WRITER: FICTIONAL

I am new in the house ,I write fictional strictly super heroes , horror and fantasy and I write in comic book fashion short and direct .what do you think of green vigilante if I get some comments I may proceed

#1 BREAKOUT HORROR




"Dauda!" The large fat glutton known as the chief warden of Dikirin Prisons as he struggled to keep pressure on his wounds while holding on to his colt revolver.
the deafening sounds of gunshots had already made his hearing worse and for a moment hr seemed to have fallen over what seemed like the bodies of naked female wardens as he opted to find somewhere to hide within the prison building ,the blood dripping freely from his head seem to blur his vision every now and then.
phlucck!
flew a chunk of his left hand that tried to keep pressure on his injured rib cage as the medium sized locally made battle axe dug hard into him from behind, his screams had followed with a vain effort to remove the axe.
Gbo!..Gbo!!
Came the familiar sounds of the pump action rifles sending two simultaneous bullets into the chest and neck of the chief warden who fell almost numb to the ground immeidiately nd for a moment he seemed to have shook dangerously where he laid oozing in his own blood before he finally laid still.
Dikirin prisons had been over run by a fully armed five man gang bearing all sorts of assault rifles and bullet repelling body armour and even the so called mild sized explosives which seemed to rent the air more than bullets did.
Tomorrow the news was going to Carry one of the most bloodiest massacre ever by an armed group of sophisticated assault team, a total of 700+ wounded will be reported as casualties of Nigeria's largest prison and the dawn of a series of events that would make this a more lesser horror.





#2 GREEN



Kah!....Kah!!....Kah!!..........


the sounds of bullets pierced the air more easily and quickly than any one could take his breath in the little eatery BIG BITE GOODY .


'where is the bastard ?"
'musa!'
'see am......see am!!'
'jay!...where you dey I no dey see!!'

screamed the two man armed bandits brandishing Ak-47's in the smoke rented atmosphere brought about by a smoke grenade which made it difficult for any one to see all except one.


'hah!....ahhhhh!!..hhah!"

screamed one of the men which came with a large thud to the ground.

'musa!...musa!!'

screamed a frightened jay who threw his jammed Ak-47 to the ground and produced his battle axe from his jean tros.

'that won't help you!"

a low Grimm like voice almost like a whisper yet Cold seem to send shiver into jay's spine.

'guy show yourself if you be man !'

screamed jay as he tried to find his way i n the thickness of the smoke all to no avail.


for a moment he had thought he saw something behind him s,his swift turn with his axe only to cut through the smoke the turn was quick as predicted by the green vigilante whose left punch tightly armed with brass knuckles landed on jay's left ear sending him sprawling in mid air for a minute before landing on a plastic table nearby wriggling in pain.

'tell Man I am coming for him next!'

the voice once again struck the dusty atmosphere before he ed out.





to be continued?