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Twitter Account: https://twitter.com/georgerogerkaos In 2008, there was a detective child, a child that pushed aside every single one of his loved ones, except for his own older superhero brother. He never wanted to do this, but in order to avoid getting hurt by someone's eventual death, he feels the need to do it. However, one day after investigating a case, he finds a sphere that allows him to transform into a vigilante, and so his brother finds an opportunity to make a superhero team, meaning that eventually the child has to interact with them. Is he going to make them distant to him? Or is his heart going to defrost?

RogerKaos · Urban
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B.U.D.W.E.I.S.E.R.

(Mark's P.O.V)

I did my homework. But I guess the name is useless, because I managed to finish it all in school. Later Principal Greg asked me "Have you made any progress, Mark?" and I told him that yes, we kind of did.

Then a moment of silence came, and he asked me to elaborate.

I told him what happened. About that criminal witch that is still around. My talking lasted like ten seconds and then there was a brief silence because we were looking at the other children, and he said "Hope you find her"

That night, I got bored with my computer, and I decided it would be time to use the sphere. Saw a car speeding through, and after hiding I saw green energy that I know of pretty well. Later I saw my hand turn literally black, and then I decided to get close to that car.

I landed on the main window of the car, blocking the view, and I pointed my mini machine gun at them. One of them was wearing a black helmet, with glowing dark red eyes.

The criminals stopped. The one with the helmet got out of the car, and then he walked to my left, and then his modified voice... Sounded familiar. And he said the following almost as if he was about to scream:

"Will you please give me my glorious sphere back... Punk?"

We finally met directly. It 's him.

I moved my head slightly from left to right, twice. Then Budweiser's fist clenched, he pulled from his tie, and his black and dark red suit became a black and dark red armour with a black cape. And then he said:

"It's not a request, now... I HOPE YOU ENJOY GETTING FREEZED!" And then with his right hand he tried to grab me, but I jumped and dodged it. I was on his back, then I proceeded to shoot him, but he dodged those attacks, damaging the car, and by that moment the others escaped, and then again, tried to attack me by kicking me with his freezing foot, but I got on top of the car.

Then I realised. It isn't just fire... It's extreme temperatures. And trying to fight in close combat... Isn't quite helpful.

So I decided to escape, but he wasn't alone. There were two more individuals waiting, one with a sword and another one with a gun. The sword even had some sort of laser coming from the tip, trying to shoot me, however, I dodged it, and even if fighting against them wasn't the smartest choice then, I decided to grab the sword, and make it my own. Then I saw a sewer, perfect for my liquid body.

However, I know this wasn't going to stop Budweiser from looking for me. The only thing that glew was my "Shirt" underneath the tie and the "Suit"

It's better if I covered it. Thankfully it was too dark.

Budweiser and his two other people indeed went looking for the sewer, but then he said to them it's all up to them, now. And he teleported.

And I only had one minute before I transformed back into my normal self.

I quickly jumped over them, got in the streets, hid, and ran out of time.

That suit of armour... That person... I had to process it all.

I need my computer.

(Marlow's P.O.V)

I was watching that cooking channel, and I wrote down all the steps I wanted to make. It looks like mashed potatoes with eggs do sound quite tasty!

Mark then left the room, and he let me know that he was going to take a bath. He smelled as if a skunk farted on him.

Not even the person that I hate the most, deserves such a thing! So I decided to go inside the bathroom and help him out bathing. He yelled at me "FUDGE OFF! SHOULDN'T YOU BE WATCHING TV RIGHT NOW? ... Check out the news"

So I did. And... Someone tried to beat my black liquid friend?!

Minutes later, Mark finished taking a bath, and we decided to talk about what happened.

I asked him "Did you hear that someone tried to beat that black liquid?" and he told me in a very rude way that this was what he was referring to. He thinks that guy is that Budweiser fella.

Then I decided "Maybe... I should increase the number of my superhero team! I'll try to find that black liquid and tell him to join, or Kathie would also help a lot!" then he told me "Fine, but don't grow too attached to something you're not willing to walk out thirty seconds flat if you feel the heat around the corner. And also, I don't want to see Kathie, you should already know how much I despise her, and if you do it, you know what the drama queen of our mother would have said"

Oh, yeah! I forgot. If I do certain stuff it will be the end of the world!

(Mark's P.O.V)

After school and arriving at my apartment, my brother left. He closed the door, I opened my cell phone, pushed some buttons, and put that thing in my ear. I had to talk to someone.

"Hello?" he asked, and I asked Vincent: "When you finished creating these tools and weapons, do you usually paint them in different colours?" and then he replied "No! Of course not! They look absolutely PERFECT in red and yellow. Looks better than Budweiser's weapons, I assure you"

I hung up. Now onto the other goal.

(Marlow's P.O.V)

I decided to go outside to go to Kathie's house, then I decided to call her when I was walking to her place.

"Hello?" Said Kathie, and I swear I heard a whip crack in the back and she made a weird sound. I think she is in trouble.

"Hello Kathie, what's your address?!" I asked with a tone of urgency, and then she told me, and she made an even louder sound, and I told her that I'll be there as soon as I could!

First I transformed into Super Marlow, then I tried to ask everyone about the address, and after I finally found her, the poor lady was making those sounds. I saw a window and I saw her... Bound? Naked?! And another woman was using a whip?!

I NEVER SAW A WOMAN NAKED! So, I decided to cover my eyes, and knock on the window. Then that woman opened it and exclaimed "Oh! You're that Marlow guy! Nice to meet you!" and I told her "It's nice to meet you too! But can you please stop torturing my new friend?" and then Kathie said "Oh, that wasn't torture, I was just... Having fun..."

Then the woman again striked Kathie with her whip, and she made a weird sound.

I never knew there were people that enjoyed pain! It's... Kind of disturbing.

"Please sweetie, come in!" She said, and I entered through the window, looking somewhere else. And then she asked me "You loved my body, didn't you...?" and I... I couldn't respond properly, and then I remembered about...

"I think I need your help catching someone, Kate!" And then she said "Oh! That 's right. And then told the other woman "Amanda, would you please be a dear and leave me to talk with him? Don't worry... We'll resume this eventually" and winked at her. Then Amanda walked out, and told me to take care. I gave her my thanks.

Then Kathie told me, "Sure, what's up?" And I told her about how Budweiser, the bad guy, was beating a new friend I made, and then she said "Oh! Count me in! I always love fighting against these types of people, count me in, and who knows? Maybe you will have me in your bed, handsome"

Then she winked at me.

Not going to lie, but she looked pretty great naked!

(Mark's P.O.V)

I tried to interrogate everyone about the witch, but no one knew what the hell I was talking about. Later I called Vincent again, and I tried with the one who was assaulted by her the other day, that he would have been dead meat if it wasn't for Vincent. But nothing.

He didn't know where she was, how she was called, nothing.

However... It's a good thing the internet exists. I typed in on Google "Portal Crimes" and in 2001 there was security footage of someone with a hood blasting, a beam of fire. The victim actually wasn't a saint, to say the least. Well deserved.

The other mobsters said this was the work of someone named "Rowling" a witch that, if you pay her, she does the dirty work for you.

However, this wasn't in Lake Mile. This was somewhere in Nevada. And I can't go to take a plane right now to interrogate them, but at least I got a hint.

Time to call my brother about it.

(Marlow's P.O.V)

Looks like my little bro wants to tell me something. "Yes, Mark?" I asked, and he told me "Rowling. The witch's name is Rowling"

Rowling? Where did I hear that name before? And then his batteries ran down. Mine haven't, through.

Now, with Vincent, Stinson, and Kathie on my side, I am glad to know that I finally formed my own superhero team! I just need more friends!

And then I received another call... Number unknown.

"Hello! This is Marlow speaking, how can I help you and make you happy?" And then... A kind of robotic voice started to sound. "You sir... YOU! Are someone that I admire! That 's right. You! Marlow Smith!"

I didn't know who it was, but... I guess he needed my help! "Who is this?" and he told me "Just... A misunderstood ally of yours, Marl, and... I can't believe I am actually going to admit this, but... I need your help trying to stop the thief you might know as that black liquid who helped you out"

What?

"What? But he helped me quite a lot!" And then he told me "Oh, but he had ulterior motives for doing so! I know that. And I need you, to find the one behind the mask! And I'm not saying this because of me, the GLORIOUS... Mysterious client you have, but because somebody else needs it, to be happy. VERY happy with it, trust me on this"

"Very well then! I will be glad to help you, and that somebody!" I said. And then the client said "Thanks a lot... Now I'll... BE GONE!"

(Budweiser's P.O.V)

I can't actually believe I paid Rowling to track down that bloody thief. But at least they will finally have a normal life. Temporarily.

Then I decided to call my client.

"Tony? Do you have some news about that?" He asked.

"DO NOT CALL ME TONY!" I clarified. "You know my name"

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