[ So this is an excerpt of the work that I have been doing. Feedback would be appreciated]
Rahul Nair stands sentry to the city of Cochin which
sprawl below him as his armored body draws a silhouette against the distant
might sky. Rahul at
this point was trying hard to remember all the introductions to the comics he
has read. Batman has Gotham, Superman has Metropolis, each fictional cities
that were a character unto themselves in the stories he read. He looked down
below and he saw Cochin. His smirk slowly transformed itself into a grimace and
he furrowed his eyebrows as he realised that he was in Cochin. Why couldn't I be in Mumbai, it is an iconic
city. What about Delhi? That's the den of evil and villainy right? Being home
to the Indian Parliament and all. My talents are wasted here. Rahul thought
to himself.
Apart from the watchful guardian cliché, he realised the futility of
watching over the city atop a building and instead, decided to patrol on foot.
He did tune in with the sonic amplifier to watch out for any noises indicating
distress. It was past midnight, so the noises were easy to tune out. Just then,
when he was turning around the corner, he heard a noise. A man and a Woman
arguing, with the female voice clearly indicating distress. As he stepped
closer to the house, Rahul could surmise, from the tone and intent of the
voices, that it was a domestic situation. This made him reticent even more to
proceed. He surveyed the neighborhood, it was an upper middle class enclave close
to the sea front, not the den of crime his ilk relished wading into. The house
had two floors. He stopped at the door, and listened in. The pitch and the tone
of the voices seemed to get angrier, and more desperate. Rahul was reluctant to
intervene, as he had imagined that he would stop a mugging or a robbery to
start his career in crime fighting. Just then, he heard a male voice issue
threats. Screw it
He broke in the door and as soon as he entered, he could now hear the
voices clearly. The stair case that led to the top floor presented itself as
soon as he entered, and he made a dash to the top. He turned left at the top of
the staircase, and without a pause rant to the bedroom. The bedroom door was
open and soon he stood at the entrance. He saw the Woman on her knees with
tears in her eyes and a Man who he presumed to be her husband stood over her.
Before he could speak the Man lunged at him. 'This the guy you sleeping with?'
The Man screamed, throwing a punch. As if almost like a reflexive action Rahul dodged
and drove his fist into the Man's stomach. He soon slumped, curled into a foetal
position and began to moan. Rahul kept looking at the Man, and backed slowly to
where the Woman was kneeling. 'You are O.K. now, you should call the...' Before Rahul could finish
speaking, the Woman screamed 'We are being robbed, someone help us.' Rahul
turned his head in shock. For a few seconds, he contemplated whether to stay
put and clarify the Woman's misunderstanding or flee. Sensing the presence of
an armored cyborg is a bit hard to explain, he chose flight. He ran down into
the stairs and out of the door, and into the darkness of the night which
enveloped his figure as he fled back to his home. Rahul woke up late the next morning. It was 11 AM. He rushed to get the
newspaper. He opened it to the crimes section. After his eyes scurried along
the pages, scanning for the various news, he saw the headline he dreaded. A Husband And Wife Foil Armed Home
Invasion.
[again feedback would be appreciated. this just a sample of what my writing style is going to be. The Final product could be entirely different. Who knows ]
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