The Hunger


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The blood drenched cape flickered against the wind as the tall man stood high up on a skyscraper, he was overlooking the glorious Thames and all the busy London night life. The mysterious mans eyes narrowed as he viewed the bright lights and dim outline of people far below, how he hated them all.

His blood red mask held tightly and snug to his head with black horns stretching out of the velvet material. His head buzzed with electricity, a voltage twitched around his brain which used to hurt him immensely. Now he focused the pain and enjoyed the sensation and what he could do with it. The centre of his brain lit up with chemicals going to and fro and suddenly he could hear a mile a way, he focused hard and he heard the screams of a woman.

He leapt off the building instantly and without hesitation and suddenly fell through the air, he used his power of flying by focusing his mind through these chemical reactions in his brain. As he began to fly he dived down then settled into a straight position. He flew around buses and cars, people got out of the way as he whizzed by and bits of rubbish debris flew everywhere. His face grimaced as he got nearer to where the womans voice echoed from. He remembered the hunger, the desire…the feast that awaited him.

He travelled extremely fast, down narrow alleyways and avenues and before he knew it he was at the site of the crime being commited. There they were, the evil men holding the woman down, ready for some pretty dark unimaginable things. He scanned the area as he suddenly stopped in mid air, three men and a woman in this area. He hovered to the ground.

The men shot at him as he walked over to where one man held the woman from the waist, her clothes ripped apart in anger by the men. She was screaming for help. The caped man told her to shut the fuck up as he kept walking towards the men, they were firing shots still but the bullets bounced of him like rain. He smiled menacingly as he reached the first man, he held his hand out focused with his brain, chemicals reactivating in his brain and the hand suddenly elongated into a silver trident. With a quick strike he delved the sharp trident deep into the mans genitalia. The man fell to the floor writhing in pain, holding the lower half of his body. The powerful being laughed menacingly. “Whos next?” he snarled.

The woman still screaming for help, this so called hero quickly flew to her and slapped her hard. She fell to the ground unconscious, peace and fucking quiet he mumbled to himself. The two thugs began to run off but he ran quickly and in a flash he was facing the running men who began to fall backwards on top of each other.

The masked man dragged both of the men easily back to the woman who lay there unconciously, she started to stir as she heard footsteps towards her. The masked man threw the two men together into a heap, he then took out a solid gold dagger and threw it at the womans feet.

“Kill them” his husky voice breaking the silence of this alleyway.

The womans eyes widened in horror, she looked at the dagger then at the man. Her eyes pleaded why? She couldnt bring herself to pick it up. The masked mans eyes glared at her, piercing her very soul. His eyes narrowed at how weak and pitiful this woman was. He bent down and took the dagger.

“Kill them. Or i’ll kill you.” he said matter of fact. He prodded the dagger to her hand “Take it”.

The woman took the cold dagger in her hand, it felt heavy and cold to the touch. She crawled towards the men who looked on in horror, almost paralysed but darnt move. One of the men jumped up and began to ran, the eyes of the man seethed with rage and he ran to the man and threw him backwards. The thug fell onto the dagger that woman was holding, instantly electric lightning erupted and went straight to the dark masked man.

He laughed as the lightning entered his body, he embraced it by welcoming it with open arms. The womans hair was turning whiter and her skin brightened shopwing her skull under her skin.

The lightning calmed and the mans last breath went from his lungs, the other thug lay on the ground staring into space.

“Now” the super man said, he held out his hand and the dagger zoomed straight to his hand “this one is mine”. He walked slowly like a predator towards the thug, he bent down and looked crookedly at the man, his face lopsided.

In an instant his dagger plunged into the heart of the man and the lightning went straight into this powerful human being. The woman looked on and stuttered that she wanted to go home, the man grunted in irritation, she had disturbed his happy moment.

He grabbed her by the hair and dragged her to the wall, he scanned the area and found some twine, he tied her up with the twine without much fuss. She struggled but he slapped her a few times and she stopped struggling.

He left the site of the murders happy that his job had been done.

His name was GoldFeed, he was anything but a superhero.

He hated them all.

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The Trolley Ghost


Kaje was a worker at Sunrays Bins, a local supermarket where the happiest customers often shopped.  So happy that they screamed, ranted and argued with incredible joy! 

Kaje was a happy go lucky kind of guy who always had a smile on his chops.  He would often help little old ladies with their shopping whilst occasionally taking a tip or two.  He was very jolly and would often joke and play pranks on other colleagues. But he could be serious when the occaisiob arose.

So he was a trolley attendant and always remained faithful and duty bound to collecting the little buggers from all sorts of places.  Once, he found a trolley in a toilet which was even more embarrassing because it was stuck in a female cubicle.  

He loved his job until one day…. 

He would remember this day for the rest of his trolley days.  He killed a man with a snake line of deadly trollies.  Number 32 of the 213 trollies he looked after was at the front.  He was like a shepherd tends to his sheep.

Yes I guess you could say he was the saviour of trolleys.

I digress, Kaje was pulling trolleys to and from locations scattered across the car park. 

Then it happened!!

A young gangly fella appeared out of nowhere, the guy was under extreme duress after having (Kaje heard later) an argument in-store over a refund policy gone wrong.  The guy was called Jonny and he did not see the snake of trolleys speeding towards him.

So infuriated was the man that the last thing Kaje saw was a popping vein in his head.  Kaje screamed to the man but it was too late.

Poor Jonny was squished beneath the line of trolleys and was instantly crushed.  Kaje ran over to the man and heard his last words.

“You killed me…damn refund policy” the man paused, his face turned to anger “Are you listening to me? ARE YOU LISTENING TO ME?”

Kaje nodded his head sadly and the man calmed then slowly closed his eyes and that was the last thing he saw, a trolley attendant holding him.

But that was not the end. God no, it was only the beginning.

A week or two later Kaje started getting some fuzzy tingly feelings.  Number 32 trolley was at the front of the snake that killed poor unfortunate Jonny.  It was this particular trolley that had a mind of its own.

It kept ramming into Kaje at the most random times, it was always vibrating and Kaje would get depressed when he took charge of it.

It was a month later after many knocks and bruises that the true nature of the trolley was revealed.  The Trolley inadvertently trapped the soul of jonny and he was attached to it forever.  Jonny appeared to Kaje in an attempt for him to be released.

“unbelievable man, I was just going home and you killed me” Jonny ranted going around the trolley “don’t even like this store”

Kaje just looked on open mouthed, scared but unsure of what was happening. Jonny carried on ranting.

“I was just going home and you” he pointed his long finger at Kaje who jumped “YOU! YOU…you…flamingo!”.  He was making a point of Kajes bright pink high viz.

“But I didnt…you walked…uh” Kaje stopped as he was aware some people were staring.  He grabbed the trolley and started to walk, Johnny got in.

“Ah so this is where we are at my good man!” Jonny smiled menacingly “I can talk but you can’t.. .this should be fun!”

Kaje jumped out of his skin when jonny jumped out of nowhere.

“God damn it jonny!” He said exasperated, his face turned from shock to anger. Jonny stared whilst smiling goofily.  A group of customers at Sunrays Bins started to stare.

There’s that crazy trolley fella at it again they thought.  Kaje face turned red, embarrassed. Jonny continued to stare goodly then he broke the silence.

“Well you did crush me to death with the trollies!” Jonny smiled “what’s a little surprise between two friends?” With this Jonny faded into nothingness leaving Kaje alone.

Just as Kaje was about to get back to work the manager of Sunrays Bins came running out, her long blonde locks flowing behind her as she ran towards Kaje.  He saw her in slow motion running, she stopped running and approached Kaje.

“Kaje!!! Customers are complaining again of you talking to yourself!” Her blue eyes looked worried “are you Ok?”

As soon as she finished Jonny came out of nowhere and yelled at the top of his lungs “BOOOOOOOOOOOO!”

Kaje screamed in terror, the manager fell back nearly losing her feet. She looked at Kaje worried “take rest of the day off Kaje”.

Jonny was blowing raspberries and shouting obscenities at Kaje.  Kaje had to shout over Jonny noise as he couldn’t concentrate properly.

“BUT I’M OK LEANE!” He shouted, the manager was looking a bit cross as he was shouting and there were customers watching.  Jonny continued calling over his shouting “I’VE JUST BEEN…UNDER..A..BIT OF…STRESS!” 

Leane pulled Kaje to the side and whispered angrily in his ear “Listen you wee gobshite don’t ever, ever shout at me in front of customers.  I don’t let anyone talk to me like that, not even my girlfriend!” She paused and thought for a moment “have a fucking day off, I understand the pressures of moving trolleys and the problem you have dealing with the death of that young man.  Just have a fucking day off!”

She pulled away and looked him in the eye “have a fucking day off!”.

She walked back to the store or rather stomped.  Jonny was still ranting and yelling.  

“Shut the fuck up dead guy!” Kaje quietly said so that no one could hear him but Jonny.  Jonny stopped immediately and lunged at Kaje but fell through Kajes body. Kaje sniggered in spite of himself, jonnys face was a grimace.  Pure hatred was on his face. 

“RIGHT! before I go…and thank you for the day off my friend…i want to set some ground rules.” Kaje had had enough and was determined in his course of conversation.

“You cannot leave far away from this” he pointed at the trolley “so what I will do if you carry on is just abandon the trolley, if it comes back it will be left! We are stuck in this predicament.”

Jonny interrupted “because of You!”

Kaje continued through gritted teeth “be that as it may…i will not be dealing with this the way you want. Who would talk to you if I were gone?  No one would stay in the job long enough!” Jonny mouth was open in shock.

So with the quiet conversation finished he left Sunray Bins and went home and relaxed.  He was having a nice time with a chilled beer and some pizza when a rap at the door.

He opened the door, an empty trolley.

“BOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!” Jonny jumped out of nowhere.  Kaje jumped, his beer bottle flying through the air, his pizza thrown straight up.  Kaje fell to the floor in a heap, the pizza landing neatly on his head with a plop.

Jonny rolled around on the floor laughing and roaring.

This meant war, oh yes, it was on!

Kaje groaned.  It was gonna be a long day.