MANHUNTER 3: LONDON
Continues from the end of
Manhunter 2.
The Manhunter
GINGERLY clung on to Phil’s ship as it streaked east through the sky. His fingers were quickly becoming
METALLIC. After what seemed like an eternity, the ship finally began to descend. The Manhunter recognized the city: London. The city looked like most cities after the Orbs invaded:
PLASTIC. Exhausted, the Manhunter finally lost his grip and fell from the ship. Fortunately, he was over the Thames River and fell into the water with a
SHOWER. He swam to shore and began to think of his next move. He couldn’t let Phil get away again.
The Manhunter checked his inventory and found he had lost everything in the river. On the ground, he found a
GINGER. He thought it might be useful and put it in his robe. He wandered
SILENTLY through the city and found himself in Piccadilly Circus. He found it so strange to see it completely devoid of activity, save for a few homeless people lining the streets. As he stood there, someone came up from behind him and pulled a sack over his head. He smelled a
CLEAR odor: some sort of knock-out gas. He quickly lost consciousness.
The Manhunter awoke and felt very
STAINED. He was in a dark room. It sounded (and smelled) like he was deep underground. After a few minutes, several robed figures entered the room. The leader, a
TALENTED man spoke: “We know that you are the Manhunter who liberated New York and San Francisco. We have a plan to free the whole world, but we need your help.”
“My name is
KRISTOPHER OLIVIA,” the Manhunter replied.
TO BE CONTINUED…
I'd have picked something like "Rex Fortune, Adventure Seeker". Or "Larry Laffer".
Or the paladin-whose-fearlessness-makes-everyone-else-rally-around-him ... you guessed it, Pally McRally.
Is that the one you mean, Tawm?
