100 Words: Hemi-Powered Drones
We’re making our slow, careful way out of the City. The road is littered with debris, crashes, bodies of thousands who tried to evacuate. How many millions dead so far?
Suddenly, ahead, the worst possible sound.
“Bystanders!”
They are coming. We cannot outrun them.
“I’ll save you, citizens!”
“No! They’re mine to rescue!”
Can’t hide from their senses. No barricade will stop them.
“Back off or I’ll punch you to the moon!”
“Give it your best shot, cape!”
We’re doomed.
A million threats... but in the end, it wasn’t Evil that destroyed the world.
It was all the damn superheroes.
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For consideration: "Highways jammed with broken heroes on a last chance power drive."
Suddenly, ahead, the worst possible sound.
“Bystanders!”
They are coming. We cannot outrun them.
“I’ll save you, citizens!”
“No! They’re mine to rescue!”
Can’t hide from their senses. No barricade will stop them.
“Back off or I’ll punch you to the moon!”
“Give it your best shot, cape!”
We’re doomed.
A million threats... but in the end, it wasn’t Evil that destroyed the world.
It was all the damn superheroes.
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For consideration: "Highways jammed with broken heroes on a last chance power drive."