All of the strongest superheros, from speed, to stealth, famous, to infamous, have woken up in a room, a dark, pitch black room. There is only two objects in the room, a wooden table, and a tape recorder...
Captain America rubs his head, "what happened?" he asked himself, just as began to relize there were others in the room, but could see none of them. "What is this? Some kind of trap?!" He stands up quickly, bumping into the wooden table, a string must have been pulled, a voice was heard...
"Hello... you are all probably wondering what you are doing here..." it sounded more like a statement than a question, even for a tape recording. "A very powerful crime lord, known as the King Pin, is planning an attack, many of you know who I speak of. This is unlike any other though, this is not as simple as his usual plans, to steal money, kill those who interfere with him, no, this is bigger. He has gained a new apprentice, a character who calls himself... Spawn... and together, they are building a prison, not just here, in New York, a prision, for the world. Unless you can stop him, we will all become slaves, there is not an estimate on how much time we have, so you must act quickly. I am your friend, not your enemy, but untill you all relize that, there will be no plans of escape for you, I have placed a data chip in each one of you, allowing me several powerful ways of tortue, and your exact location."
Captain American reached around, finally finding the tape recorder, he pulled it out, and flipped it.
"There is a hideout, owned by the King Pin, I can tell you now, you won't find him there, but you might be able to find someone who can. He plays life like a chess game, and he has many pawns, but play your pieces right, and you can use these pawns to your advantage."
The tape was over... Captain America was confused, they were all under the control of this unknown character, was this just another crime lord, using them as pawns against the King Pin, or was telling the truth? He didn't like the idea of working for someone he didn't know was good or evil, but at this point, he had no choice. "Who else is out there?" he asked, "how did we get here, does anyone remember?"
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Captain America rubs his head, "what happened?" he asked himself, just as began to relize there were others in the room, but could see none of them. "What is this? Some kind of trap?!" He stands up quickly, bumping into the wooden table, a string must have been pulled, a voice was heard...
"Hello... you are all probably wondering what you are doing here..." it sounded more like a statement than a question, even for a tape recording. "A very powerful crime lord, known as the King Pin, is planning an attack, many of you know who I speak of. This is unlike any other though, this is not as simple as his usual plans, to steal money, kill those who interfere with him, no, this is bigger. He has gained a new apprentice, a character who calls himself... Spawn... and together, they are building a prison, not just here, in New York, a prision, for the world. Unless you can stop him, we will all become slaves, there is not an estimate on how much time we have, so you must act quickly. I am your friend, not your enemy, but untill you all relize that, there will be no plans of escape for you, I have placed a data chip in each one of you, allowing me several powerful ways of tortue, and your exact location."
Captain American reached around, finally finding the tape recorder, he pulled it out, and flipped it.
"There is a hideout, owned by the King Pin, I can tell you now, you won't find him there, but you might be able to find someone who can. He plays life like a chess game, and he has many pawns, but play your pieces right, and you can use these pawns to your advantage."
The tape was over... Captain America was confused, they were all under the control of this unknown character, was this just another crime lord, using them as pawns against the King Pin, or was telling the truth? He didn't like the idea of working for someone he didn't know was good or evil, but at this point, he had no choice. "Who else is out there?" he asked, "how did we get here, does anyone remember?"
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