Blast Rocketron and the Ultimate Challenge
As the busy activity of the Pareele capital wove around the downtown area, Blast and Suzie settled into a peaceful Pareele cafe enjoying a light lunch. The clear, warm weather brought out a nice crowd of locals who casually went about their business while enjoying the weather and the atmosphere.
“I’ve been doing a little research on Earth.” Blast said as he passed Suzie a basket of rolls.
“Have you?” Suzie smiled, but her training forced her to keep scanning the crowd. “I didn’t think people knew too much about it?”
“Apparently the Enarigan’s are the only one’s who know where it is. But people have gotten a lot of information from signals that they’ve been able to intercept from there. There’s a lot that you have to take with some skepticism, but there’s enough data to get some information that seems pretty accurate.”
“So what do you think of your home planet?”
“It sounds okay, but I’m having a hard time imagining myself living there.”
“Everything I’ve heard is that it’s a nice place.”
“I know, it’s just that…” Blast’s struggle for the right words drew Suzie’s attention. “It’s a little embarrassing.”
“What? You’re embarrassed at all of the nerdy Earthling fans out there? As soon as they find out that you’re from Earth, you’re going to be incredibly famous!”
“That won’t make me a very effective secret agent.”
“With your powers and abilities, you don’t need to be very secret. You’ll be a super hero.”
Blast sighed and chewed on a piece of Pareele bread.
“I guess that’s the problem,” he finally said, “I’ve been used to being a superhero already. But now that I know where I’m from, and I know about the rest of my people… It’s really a let down.”
“What do you mean?”
“Everyone on Earth can do the things I do.” Blast sighed, “In fact most of them can do things a lot better than I do. It turns out I’m not as special as I’ve always thought I was. I’m used to being a super man, but now that I’ve seen Earth’s version of Superman, I know I’m not that impressive.”
“Blast, you can do things that amaze me. Most people would kill to have your powers and abilities.”
“But that’s the point, I’m not super powerful, everyone else is just really weak.”
“Thanks a lot!”
“That’s not what I mean. You’re an incredible Zenon, but if you compare me to other Earthlings, I’m not that impressive.”
“But with us you’re…” Blast cut her off and turned to look at a small, plain looking personal transport with tinted windows that had hovered by just over head of the nearby walkway.
Pushing the table back, Blast leaped over the low wall next to them and raced after the craft. In a moment he had caught up to it, leaped up to grab the edge of the craft and pulled himself on top of it. Balancing carefully on the moving vehicle he punched through the thin plastic of the roof, tore the material back like an orange peel and pulled out the small Rykiel driver. With it’s operator gone, the vehicle settled to the ground and Blast hopped off with his complaining prisoner wiggling in his grasp.
“And how did you know that Stekker Volreich, one of the most wanted assassins in the free worlds, just happened to be passing by?” Suzie asked as she poured more wine.
“He was shouting into him comm unit as he was driving. It’s a good thing these hover cars don’t make much noise.”
“You heard that from this distance and you don’t think you’re special?” Suzie said as she handed Blast some handcuffs. Blast looked around at the crowd that had gathered to gawk at his heroic action.
“Well, I guess I can try.”
I had only intended to do 3 Episodes at this time, but once I goofed and posted the first two at the same time, I wanted to throw together a little something that would help develop the characters just a little bit more.
But I hope you’ve enjoyed the adventures of Blast Rocketron. I sincerely hope that I can add a little more to this addition to the Zortic universe in the future. Of course if anyone wants to take a crack at Blast Rocketron fan fiction, art or comics, I’d love to see what some of you can do with the ideas. I’d just like to request that you keep it from becoming too adult (no blatant language, sex or nudity). I’d like to keep it in the tradition of classic pulp fiction, not the Quenton Tarantino movie.