Trident Force Chronicles

by Paul Richardson

  On the morning of the 7th, James Hiawatha went out to test out his new powers in a forest just north of Westgate City. It was amazing. All he had to do was think of what form he wanted and he was in that form. His Red-Tailed Boa form was huge, but while in that form James Hiawatha could move fast in it. James Hiawatha realized that the Red-Tailed Boa form would be useful to get into tight spaces and swim quickly. The Bald Eagle form was very graceful as it was huge. James Hiawatha could see himself rescuing people off rooftops while in the Bald Eagle form. The Bison was a beast of a form. With the Bison, James Hiawatha knew he could plow through barricades or even walls. The Jaguar was powerful. James Hiawatha understood he had great sense of smell and speed to track anyone in this animal form. James Hiawatha did have trouble with the Gray Wolf form, but in the journal it explained that James Hiawatha could only transform into the Gray Wolf at night and the Jaguar during the day.

  'Seems fair.' thought James Hiawatha. While reading up on the book, James Hiawatha heard some gunshots in the distance. 'That is odd. This is a national forest and no one is supposed to be hunting here. I am all for hunting, but the law is the law.'

  He shifted into the Bald Eagle in order to cover more ground quickly. While in the air he saw the hunters with their orange vests. They were not even trying to conceal themselves. He landed softly some fifty yards from them to think out his next moves. James Hiawatha realized that everything but the Red-Tailed Boa was not that huge. While big itself, it was still thin and would prove hard to shoot.

  James Hiawatha got within twenty yards of the hunters and shifted into his Red-Tailed Boa animal form. James Hiawatha sneaked up on the two and when he was right behind them, he hissed at them nice and loud.

  The two hunters both almost pissed themselves and dropped their rifles as they ran away in terror.

  When James Hiawatha shifted back into his human form, he knew that he wanted to be a hero for sure. And Chief Hiawatha will be his name.

  Engelhard #2

  (2015/03/30 - 2015/04/03)

  Randall Cuttingham was walking home in Leftover Hill when he passed the elementary school, the same school he passed hundreds of times before. It had let out an hour before Randall Cuttingham got off work and each day he braced himself as he walked past, for there were always kids still there. Some hanging out in front of the school, or twenty or so playing in the lot next door.

  He would, of course, only look. A cursory look here and there. Randall Cuttingham never held his eyes too long and always kept it quick. He never said a word and always kept a study pace while walking past the elementary school. Randall Cuttingham did not want to draw attention to himself and that was an easy thing to do in a city with over eight million.

  Randall Cuttingham was horrified at himself. He knew the thoughts he had were wrong and kept them to himself, a purposeful filter making sure those thoughts do not come to the surface. Even when on the internet, he avoided places that might get him in trouble.

  Randall Cuttingham even went out with adult women to help satisfy his lusts. Except those women that had children, Randall Cuttingham avoided them so he would not be tempted.

  Then one night, a voice woke Randall Cuttingham up.

  "Randle. Randle, wake up." Randall Cuttingham briefly smelt ash as he rubbed his eyes awake. Randall Cuttingham looked around and could see no one in his small apartment bedroom. "I have a deal to make with you."

  "Who are you? Where are you?"

  "I am Asmodeus, Randall Cuttingham," as the voice said 'Asmodeus' to the mortal, Randall Cuttingham was able to briefly see into the Upper She'ol and see Asmodeus' form. Asmodeus was a tall handsome looking man. What made Asmodeus not a mortal man, was the fact that he had black wings and silver eyes. "And I am here to make all your dreams come true. To give you all that you want and desire. All you have to do is invite me inside. Women... and girls... will then lust after you no matter what."

  ***

  The next day, all the women at his work seem to be falling head over heals for Randall Cuttingham. He had accepted Asmodeus' deal to share this body and now he could do no wrong. However Randall Cuttingham turned them all down, because he had others in mind. He figured that the girls still at the school might be foster kids who rather not go home too soon.

  Randall Cuttingham stood confidently down the street. At about two blocks from the elementary school, a hand reached out and grabbed Randall Cuttingham to pull him forcibly into the alleyway. The hand that had grabbed Randall Cuttingham then threw him to the ground, hard. With the wind knocked out of him and his head hit, it took Randall Cuttingham a very long time to recover.

  "Randall Cuttingham," said the voice attached to that hand. "You stand accused and convicted of crimes against Heaven. You have taken in the demon, Asmodeus, into your body to commit sins on this Earth. One of the Seven Princes of Hell, Asmodeus is the Prince of Lechery, of Lust, and of Debauchery."

  "No!" said Randall Cuttingham and Asmodeus together. Randall Cuttingham was finally able to finally focus on the man behind the voice. The man was dressed all in black, from head to toe. He even had on a mask that showed nothing but his eyes, which were a human blue. The only other item of note was a gold chain with a cross on it. This cross however, had what looked like four angel wings coming out from it. Asmodeus knew what it meant. "The Archangel's Crucifix. This one is an Avatar! An agent of the Archangels!"

  "Yes, Fallen one. I am Engelhard, Avatar to the Archangel Samael. The Angel Of Death!" Engelhard then reached at the emptiness at his back and drew out a sword. "And this, is Archangel Samael's Judgment!"

  Randall Cuttingham reached up in a pleading manner, but Engelhard brought down his sword and sliced at Randall Cuttingham's eyes. Randall Cuttingham fell dead, but no blood came out for the blade did not cut in the physical realm. When the medical examiner will later discover, Randall Cuttingham died of a heart attack. As for Asmodeus, his connection to this realm was cut and he was sent back to Hell along with Randall Cuttingham. Asmodeus would not be able to return for at least another ten years. Engelhard knelt over Randall Cuttingham after putting the sword away and put a hand on the man's shoulder.

  "I am truly sorry. I will pray for your family and the girls that I saved from you and that demon. Such a shame." Engelhard stood up and walked deeper into the alleyway.

  Hawkfox Delta #2

  (2015/11/03)

  After the police had taken statements and the ambulances had taken away the injured, Hawkfox Delta was about to fly away when a news crew came up.

  "Hawkfox Delta! Do you have a statement!" yell the blonde reporter. The young reporter had on a nice red conservative dress, nude pantyhose, and tennis shoes. The cameras never look at your feet and so beat reporters will often wear comfortable shoes for quick movement.

  "No statement today, Mrs. Parker." Hawkfox Delta answered as he again attempted to take off.

  "How about a quick interview? You haven't given one since you were hired by the city's EMS services some five months ago."

  Hawkfox Delta stopped before taking off. Although his duties came first, he was the visual face of Westgate City's EMS and thus a spokesman too. "Alright, Miss Parker. But if a call comes in, I have to get going immediately."

  "I would not keep you from your duties, good sir."

  "First thing you can do, is stop calling me sir. We went to school together and we are the same age."

  "And you can stop calling me 'Miss' Parker."

  Reporter Amy Parker turned to the camera in all her professionalism could muster and waited for Hawkfox Delta to step up next to her. Despite what just happened, a small smile came over the man's face.

  Once he stepped up, the light on the camera went on (even if it was a nice shiny day) and then the red recording light came on.

  "I am Amy Parker reporting with Eyewitness News Channel Seven here with Westgate City's own Hawkfox Delta, the fourth superhero to take up the beloved name of the first Hawkfox Echo who was tragically killed in 1988."


  "Thank you, Miss Parker." Amy Parker screamed internally, but let it go. Hawkfox Delta kept going. "I don't really consider myself a superhero in the same sense as other heroes. I am just a paramedic with wings. I take Hawkfox Echo's name only to honor him and the others who came before me."

  "Let's talk about them, shall we? Hawkfox Echo and Hawkfox Sierra both died in the line of duty. Only Hawkfox Tango was able to retire. Do you worry about being killed?"

  "Not at all, because as you point out, Hawkfox Tango was able to retire."

  "You are an immigrant, correct."

  "Yes. My parents are both Tutsis from Rwanda." A broad smile spread across Hawkfox Delta's face. "I was born in 1992 and they came here in 1993. And all three of us became citizens in the due course of time. I consider myself more American than Rwandan."

  "Does the Rwandan Genocide still bother you?" asked Amy Parker. Hawkfox Delta's smile died a little. He had hoped Amy Parker would not bring this up, because Amy Parker knew Hawkfox Delta had strong feelings on the subject. However Hawkfox Delta was a public servant and did not want to jeopardize his job.

  "I have no comment on that subject, only because that is mainly a political comment since that is best left to politicians. I am here to help people of Westgate City more than talk about the past."

  "Thank you, Hawkfox Delta." Amy Parker smiled and looked at the camera. "I am Amy Parker on the streets for Eyewitness News Channel Seven."

  "And cut!" said the producer next to the camera woman.

  Sooper Zoom #2

  (2015/10/31)

  "I AM NOT," yelled Montana Bull as he clenched both fists together and brought them down hard on the sidewalk were Sooper Zoom was standing. Luck enough Sooper Zoom is too fast for Montana Bull and quickly got out of the way. "A RACIST!!"

  Oh man, said Saint Matt in Sooper Zoom's ear. You've really pissed him off now.

  "You think!" said Sooper Zoom as he again got out of the way of Montana Bull's downward fists. "Just see if you can find any information on this guy!"

  Working on it right now. There was a slight pause. You know you are wearing red and this guy is a man-bull, right?

  "Thank you for the obvious update!" said Sooper Zoom. At this point, Sooper Zoom was zipping around Montana Bull and trying to land punches. Sooper Zoom was faster than the human eye can move and the giant of a man that is Montana Bull moves very slow, so Sooper Zoom had no trouble landing punch after punch on Montana Bull. However the problem was that every time Sooper Zoom landed a punch on Montana Bull, he felt like he was hitting a brick wall. Even with his enhanced strength, the punches seem not to phase Montana Bull at all.

  "You know, my normal tactic of hitting it until it falls down is not helping here." said Sooper Zoom after he stopped just out of range of Montana Bull's everything. "Got any information on this Montana Bull yet?"

  Yeah, it just came up. said Saint Matt. Montana Bull is a two bit street thug from Montana, of course, and he seems to have been born with his powers like everyone else. He keeps hopping from one mob origination to another all across the United States. He spent a nickel in Federal Supermax and was released two years ago, when he just disappeared. The best way to beat him is with a mirror... Wait, what? I must have missed something.

  "Yeah," said Sooper Zoom, trying to stay out of the range of Montana Bull's hands and fists. "I would say so. That doesn't make much sense."

  Montana Bull suddenly stopped chasing Sooper Zoom. Montana Bull's labored breathing meant he was getting tired. Sooper Zoom was also a little sweaty and would need to eat after the fight. Sooper Zoom's Super Hypermetabolism gave him Super Speed, but it also meant he had to keep eating all the time too.

  Oh no... whispered Saint Matt. Suddenly, Montana Bull eyes started glowing red. Saint Matt's voice jumped up to a yell. He has laser eyes!

  "WHAT?!" Sooper Zoom jumped out of the way as Montana Bull's eye lasers shot out. A loud crack sounded as the eye lasers struck the sidewalk. Those spectators who braved the fight up until this point, screamed and ran away. "You know, that information would have been helpful a few minutes ago!"

  Apparently, it is hidden because it is classified information for some reason. answered Saint Matt. But I was able to sneak around and get it.

  "Yes, you are the greatest hacker in the world!" Montana Bull's eye lasers shot out again and almost struck Sooper Zoom. "Now tell me where I find a mirror without breaking private property please!"

  Sooper Zoom drove behind a nearby shrub. Behind the bush, there a little Japanese girl was sitting cross legged and crying. She could not be more than ten years old.

  "Oh man... Hey darling, where's your mommy and your daddy?" asked Sooper Zoom. However the little ten year old girl did not stop crying or even look up at Sooper Zoom.

  "Hey Speedy!" yelled Montana Bull. "If you do not return and fight, I will start killing people!"

  Red-Eye Destrobot #2

  (1980/01/01)

  In the rusting ruin that is Hot Draconia, Westgate City, Red-Eye Destrobot appeared in one of the abandoned factories. Red-Eye Destrobot looked around at the dust and broken equipment. Even the conveyor belt had seen better days.

  There was a water cooler standing in the corner. It was one of those older models with a glass container of water instead of plastic and the dispenser was ceramic. The stand had the water cooler standing about five feet off the ground. Red-Eye Destrobot pushed the water cooler over, breaking the thing into hundreds of pieces.

  ***

  Somewhere in the Glass Towers sector, a dot matrix printer started printing something. The accountant working in the office of this printer, looked at his new printer. This man was thin, had red hair, thick black-rim glasses, and a red handle-bar mustache. The accountant was a proud father of two and married for ten years. He had not order his new computer to print anything. The accountant looked at the paper and read what was printed:

  "'*SIGH*'"

  The accountant decided to keep the paper, just in case.

  ***

  Red-Eye Destrobot went from abandoned factory to abandon warehouse in the Hot Draconia sector, finding not much to actually destroy that was not already destroyed or in ruin.

  ***

  The dot matrix printer came to life again and again the accountant read the printout:

  "'EVERYTHING ALREADY DESTROYED. MISSION ACCOMPLISHED.'"

  The accountant looked around his office. He did not see where any obvious hidden camera could be located. Nothing of his seemed out of place. So the accountant calmed down. He put this paper with the other earlier paper and went back to work.

  ***

  As he was searching still, Red-Eye Destrobot stumble over a Westgate Wire newspaper. It was two weeks old, but the headline was clear enough:

  "Westgate City Ruled By Democrats For Thirty Years"

  ***

  The accountant ran out of his office and toward a meeting taking place down the hull. He interrupted a presentation that his boss was giving his boss's boss.

  "I know this sounds odd, but my printer has been coming to life, and printing things all by itself!" said the accountant. "I think it wants to destroy the world, because look at what it printed!" The accountant showed them first two pages and then read out the last one:

  "'GET ELECTED DICTATOR OF THE WORLD FOR LIFE. DESTROY REST OF WORLD.' And then I destroyed that printer!"

  "You're fired." said the accountant's boss. The accountant looked around the room to the staring blank eyes looking back at him, no one believed him. He took his pages and ran out of the office. He will find someone who will believe him.

  ***

  The Red-Eye Destrobot finally got to the docks. Being made of stainless steel, Red-Eye Destrobot did not worry about resting himself. In fact, Red-Eye Destrobot was completely water proof.

  After sitting on the edge of one of the piers, Red-Eye Destrobot looked out to the clear blue sky. A few random clouds floated by, sometimes passing before the warming sun. This was, of course, lost on Red-
Eye Destrobot because he did not feel heat or coolness like humans do.

  There were three fishing poles on the pier. They had been left in the water while the three fishermen went to get lunch. Red-Eye Destrobot looked at his clamp hands and thought that he might be able to use one of the fishing poles. Red-Eye Destrobot then toss the now useless time machine rod into the water. Red-Eye Destrobot could not so much hold onto the fishing pole, as let gravity hold the fishing pole in his clamp right hand. Red-Eye Destrobot then tried to reel the fishing pole using his left clamp with little success. As soon as Red-Eye Destrobot was able to grab hold the reel handle with his left clamp, a fish must have grabbed the hook and pulled the entire fishing pole out of Red-Eye Destrobot's clamps and into the water.