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ohgoddard · 4 years

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Fist of Fire.7.

The sky was a crisp and light blue that day. Children laughed and ran alongside the national mall, with their parents shortly behind them. The crowds were filled and packed along the streets, as the President was soon expected to come down to them in his motorcade. The city of Washington D.C. was as tranquil as it could possibly be.

“SHS Check in, perimeter callouts.” Stationed along the street and in their work uniforms were the 12 members of Laurens SHS. Dressed in simple three piece suits, all the members were hidden in plain sight. This was an important mission, the most important in their running as the Laurens SHS. Victor had gone to many meetings and contract bidding competitions to get this position, and if successful, the company and all involved would be set for life. “Eldritch, all clear.” Victor himself was not in the crowd, but with the President himself. The image of Helios was often enough to deter any wannabe villain or criminal. “Scythe, all clear.” “Huntsman and Meteor, clear.” The crowds were roaring as their President turned the corner and began the last stretch of his return home. Inside the car, no one was for certain what was being discussed. But no doubt it was about the “Quirk Ethics and Governance” conference he just came from, which Helios also attended. “Snowthrone, all clear.” “Breakerx2, all clear.” All was going smoothly. The Job was going off without a hitch. But a thought rested in the back of every member’s head. The crowd was cheering and throwing streamers. The President had been away for months from his own country, and had been championing the rights of those with quirks on the international stage. Those with quirks were still being classified as outlaws, so they were outside the protections of the government. The President helped fix that. “Inside team reports are all good. Missing two reports.” Inside the car, Victor was dressed in his Hero uniform. A powerful white and gold color scheme ran up and down his button up jacket and pants, being capped off with brilliant red hair. He adjusted his reading glasses as he played with the President’s young daughter who was also in the car. “Mr.President, I do hope your stay with us was enjoyable.” The President looked over at Helios and chuckled. “The best I've had yet. I might even permanently hire you. Not a single thing has happened.” Helios gave a small laugh. He turned back to the President’s daughter. “I do hope you also liked hanging out with these heroes!” The little girl looked up at Helios and gave a toothy grin, with some teeth missing. “You guyses are so cool!!! I wanna be like you when I grow up!” Helios grinned, but was stopped from continuing his conversation any further. A static buzz in his ear, followed up by dangerous words.

“Reverse, Tapout, problem.”

The sky of D.C. were bright and blue. The parking garage four miles away, however, was not.

Tapout flew forty feet into a concrete pillar, cracking it. Reverse was not too far in front of him. His hands were raised, and he had many cuts on his arms already. In front of him was a man dressed in a wife beater and welding goggles with a purple mohawk. “I’m tired of all this. You really think you could attack me? THE San Andreas?” He let out a maniacal laugh. Reverse straightened his back. He put his hand through his hair, and let out a small laugh.”oh please. Don’t think we were anything but more than you. We just had to report something in before we ripped you to shreds. You wanna take this one Tapout?” Reverse looked behind him and saw a hand raise from the pile of rubble where Tapout was. “You go on ahead, I'm a bit occupied.” Reverse turned back to San Andreas, and cracked his knuckles. After the last snap, he was already touching noses with him. San Andreas ducked his first punch, then punched the ground. Spikes shot up from the concrete and caught Reverse’s hand, cutting a gnarly gash into it. Reverse wind-stepped through the spikes, and threw a left hook. Even though San Andreas slid to the right, the force behind the punch broke the sound barrier. San Andreas weaved behind Reverse and dropped a huge block of stone from the ceiling onto Reverse. As the dust cleared, he saw that Reverse was not there. “I got you! You weakling I got you! Now nothing can stop us! The New World Order! The Nation of those with Quirks and nothing more!” Reverse came flying out of nowhere and delivered a double kick into San Andreas’s chest. He went flying out of the parking garage and into another building. The force of his impact left a huge crater, with a pair of arms and legs dangling out. “This is Reverse,” he said as he touched his ear, “The Villain we encountered was named San Andreas. He implied there might be more, be advised.”

Helios started to talk back, but Reverse was distracted. He heard clapping come from around the corner. Out from it came The Planeteer. “Planeteer? What are you doing here? You change your mind.” The Planeteer was dressed in a similar Three Piece suit , but different from the ones the Laurens SHS was wearing. His was green and grey all over, and he had a cane for some reason. “Reverse, you did it again. You stopped a villain from disrupting the peace. Bravo, really.” The Planeteer then raised his wrist to his face and spoke, “First step complete, initiating phase 2.” At the end of that, The Planeteer tapped his cane twice against the ground, and the sky turned orange. Instantly. “You two will be the first victims of my Vision.” And then suddenly the parking garage was gone, replaced with air as Tapout and Reverse were now free falling, the Planeteer gone.

Elsewhere, the city was on fire. “Huntsman and Meteor, fighting Guang He.” “Eldritch, fighting Warcross.” “Breaker here, helping evac alongside the inside team.” “Snowthrone, putting out fires. Scratch that, fighting Molten.” Helios watched silently as he saw Scythe get thrown onto the hood of the Presidential car, before dodign the punch of what looked like a huge werewolf. He calmly turned to the President and spoke, “Sir I think it is our best interest to leave.” Helios pointed to the roof and it disintegrated into the light.

Reverse and Tapout were beginning to see what the city was turning into. Still miles above the ground, they saw the fires starting to rise from the buildings and chaos in the streets. Explosions were going off around the capitol building, and numerous figures in black suits ran out and suddenly disappeared. “TAPOUT,” Reverse yelled through the wind, “SOMETHING IS GOING ON HERE!” “NO SHIT IDIOT! HOW ARE WE GOING TO STOP FALLING?!” Reverse struggled against the wind and pulled his hand to his ear. “THIS IS REVERSE AND TAPOUT WE ARE ABOUT 1100 FEET ABOVE THE WASHINGTON MONUMENT AND WE NEED HELP!” At the end of that broadcast, a beam of gold shot up from the streets and grabbed them mid air, and brought them to the ground. The caster of said beam was Ribbon, another Laurens SHS hero. “Reverse, Tapout what's going on?!” “Planeteer betrayed us, this is all his doing.” “What?! How?!” “HOW INDEED.” A voice echoed from above.

Helios was sprinting in the streets, shooting beams of light from his arms. The President and his service were not too far behind, moving him out of the way when explosions and debris fall or go off near him. But they all stopped and looked up when they heard that voice. “No..” Helios uttered. The ground shook and a crack opened up, consuming most of the National Mall. The President and his Service were caught on a piece of falling rock, and were taken too quickly for Helios to act. In his hands, the President’s daughter screamed as her father fell into a molten lava mass pushing itself up from the tear. Helios scanned the horizon and saw Reverse, Tapout, and Ribbon pulling people from the rubble. He flew over there, dodging bolts of lightning firing from the newly appeared dark clouds in the sky.

“Reverse,’ Helios said as he landed down near him, ‘take this girl and run. Go now! NOW!” Helios yelled as he thrust the girl into Reverse’s arms. He nodded then sprinted off. Reverse left D.C. within minutes. “Tapout, I need you to - “ “HALT, VICTOR. YOUR HEROISM WILL NOT SAVE YOU TODAY!” The heroes turned to see a figure floating in the air, staying in one space as if standing on nothing. The Planeteer stood above the gaping maw of the tear, with molten lava pouring out. “TODAY I INACT MY REVENGE. YOU WILL PAY FOR NEVER LISTENING TO ME,MY IDEAS, MY VISION!” As he spoke, the lava began to rise, and started to swirl. Soon, a tornado of molten rock began to envelop the air around him. Helios took to the sky and began firing beams of pure light at him, disintegrating pockets here and there of rock,but they quickly filled again. The lava tornado began to move, tearing up the buildings of the Smithsonian. The winds began to pick up, and they were drawing everything around into it. People caught up in them flew into the burning inferno, along with piles of rubble. Helios flew around, trying to catch as many as he could while still shooting at the tornado. Tapout was catching them in midair and pulling others behind cover while Ribbon snatched those in danger’s way. “YOU WILL LOATHE THE DAY YOU DENIED ME!” The ground shook, and more and more lava came gushing out.

Helios stopped flying for a moment, to stare down the inferno. He put his arms up to the sky and beams of sunlight began to poke through the orange sky and dark clouds. They began collecting in his hands and then..

Bolts of sunlight ,akin to lightning, began striking the tornado, tearing chunks of it off. Faster than any attack ever seen before, and devastating. “Fool.” Helios did not notice in time, turning around only to see it. A wave of molten lava the size of a tsunami, overtook Helios in one giant swoop. When the wave lowered from the sky, Helios was no longer there. The cuts in the sky where he pulled sunlight from now closed. And not a sign he was there to begin with existed anymore.

“Finally. Finally! MY VISION WILL BE REALIZED! I WILL RULE WITH ALL-” “YOU BASTARD!” Tapout shouted from the ground, loud enough and with fury to break the enhanced thunderous voice of the Planeteer. Tapout began to sprint towards him, screaming. Tears were falling off his face and evaporating, the heat boiling. Planeteer pointed down at Tapout running at him, and two giant hands of rock flew from the ground and narrowly missed the hero. Planeteer raised his hand and the ground itself began to rise, creating boulders that Tapout hopped to and from.

“YOU KILLED HIM!” Tapout threw a right punch, and around the Planeteer one thousand punches appeared. The Planeteer was expecting this though, and had formed a barrier of clear quartz around him. “You thought I'd be easy to kill? You always underestimated me.” He made a backhand motion and the wind itself slapped Tapout away. “Looking down on me.” Tapout, on the ground and bleeding, looked up with pure vitriol. “NOW IT'S MY TURN TO LOOK DOWN ON YOU!” Planeteer raised his hand and moved to slam it down. In the air, debris rose and started to melt, turning into molten lava. As he threw it down, Tapout came from the ground with the mightiest punch ever thrown in American History.

Tapout bounced from the ground with an uppercut, and put forward all energy he had left.

The debris in the air cooled and disintegrated, the clouds and sky were cleared. The fires were all put out. Any and all people who were not behind cover were blown away. And The Planeteer was seen flying away at 100 miles per hour. What happened is still discussed when the question of “can x hero beat y hero in a fight”. Tapout came from the ground, and delivered one million punches at once to the body of The Planeteer, with enough force to cause biblical events.

Tapout then looked up, spit on the ground, then passed out.

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“That,” Reverse spoke with finality, “was what really happened in D.C.” He got up and stretched his back, and looked out the window. The sun had long set, and the city of Atlanta was no less busy. “Tapout delivered what is still called “the end all punch” and defeated the Planeteer. But not before he got to your father. After that, and numerous court visits, the Laurens SHS was dissolved and we all went our separate ways. Tapout said he was going to go out of his way to end all those who had a connection to Planeteer and his New World Order.” He turned around and looked Jade in the eyes.”I think the Planeteer is still out there. And he just killed Tapout. And he will likely come after you, the last connection to the man who was better than him.”

Jade sat in her desk shocked, and Reverse walked out the door, turning off the light.

“I’d get some rest for tomorrow. You know what you’re up against.”

But will I be ready?

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pm-man-matters · 7 years

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Let’s Make Dignity Fashionable Again!

MAN MATTERS...

"Adorn yourself with majesty and dignity; clothe yourself with glory and splendor.” ~ Job 40:10 ESV

It does not matter how the times may have changed, dignity never goes out of style. There is perhaps nothing more masculine and emblematic of manhood than a man who wears his dignity well. The clothes that adorn the man will either compliment or detract from the dignity within him. But clothes don’t make the man, dignity does.

It is unfortunate, and so painfully obvious, that the fine gentlemanly art and science of dignified manhood has been lost on our contemporary generation. Witness the sagging pants to the revealing of underwear, profanity publicly proclaimed without discretion or shame, the blatant misogyny leveled at women, and the mindless disrespect shown one another using racial epithets as terms of endearment that once accompanied the lynching of our people not much more than a generation ago. It seems the more that dollars have increased among our people in recent years, dignity has decreased disproportionately. One might even declare the uncomfortable truth that dignity may have very well all but been dissolved from our midst today. Regarding our dignity as men, we have been slothful to our shame. And sadly, our women and children have followed our slothful example relinquishing their dignity as well.

In recent years our collective exodus from our once vaunted community churches has left us void of the intimate knowledge of and personal experience with God, who by His grace gives us knowledge concerning our very selves. What we have abandoned is not a false knowledge of our inauthentic contrived selves, but rather the knowledge and experience of our authentic, genuine selves: the work of our Creators hands, a people made in the image and likeness of God, who Himself is the very definition of divine dignity, glory and majesty.

His divine dignity is the majesty that God the Father wears in all His incomparable glory. It was seen in Jesus - Yeshua - the Son of God, in the meekness (meaning “power under control”) of His majestic humility that He wore all the way from the manger to the cross, all in order that we might be redeemed from our eternal death sentence on account of our sin and be saved. It is a divine dignity that can be fervently experienced by us and those who encounter us by way of the presence and power of the indwelling Holy Spirit residing in us who are born again. It is the Holy Spirit, the effervescent source of the divine dignity that never fails, no matter what duress it may be put under by the trials and troubles of this world. Oh, how we men so especially need to be reconciled to the divine dignity of the Lord again. Our times demand dignity.

Dignity itself will not necessarily eliminate altogether the oppressive injustices which seems to find its way to press upon us the duress we would welcome any relief from. But a dignity that can be seen, heard and felt will lessen the prevalence and preponderance of indignities prevailing against the bears of a dignity that is divinely inspired, sourced and supplied. I do personally believe with Christ-certainty, that such divine dignity is the fuel that makes us who God called us to be: more than conquerors, able to do all things through Christ who strengthens us. For it is the residing dignified presence of the Holy Spirit, the very same Spirit that resided in Christ, “who is able to do far more abundantly than all that we ask or think, according to the power at work within us” (Eph.3:20). It is not the frailty of human dignity that we should desire, but the divine dignity of God Himself.

We need more than a change of our wardrobe and personal style to resurrect the dignity that we ourselves put to death in favor of the adoption of an antichrist culture and spirit that has a long and pronounced history from biblical times to the present day of seeking to wipe out males, maleness and manhood. Pharaoh and King Herod were co-opted by this demonic spirit to wipe out the Hebrew males to prevent giving rise to the overwhelming power to be exemplified by the Son of Man who would come into the world to reveal the Son of God, the long awaited Messiah. In days of old, the devil took a more direct approach to wiping out males. Today he is exercising greater discretion, deception and stealth to accomplish his aims. Wherein he once attacked murderously using a direct approach, today the devil is attacking males by attacking their dignity through the seduction of the culture of hip-hop.

We who are Christ-conscious, blood of the Lamb bought, redeemed men of God are of His lineage, made in His image and likeness, having been saved to carry forward His legacy left to us to:

“Go therefore and make disciples of all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit, teaching them to observe all that I have commanded you” (Mat. 28:19-20).

“...destroy the works of the devil” (1 John 3:8).

As godly men, we are explicitly called upon to imitate Christ, not the culture of this world and its kingdoms. To imitate Christ is to wear His divine dignity and majesty, forsaking the perverse culture of a world seeking to effeminate males or create societal menaces out of them in an effort to neuter their dignity. Christ adopted us for the express divine purpose of walking out His divine dignity and majesty on the earth as His ambassadors. We are emissaries of the King of kings and His kingdom in an alien land, a land where dignity has been alienated in favor of indignity, masculinity alienated in favor of femininity. Look around you... How distinctly would divine dignity stand out among all the indignity you see on display every day? Dignity is as distinctive as light in the midst of darkness, because light is precisely what divine dignity is. In a world full of darkness, dignity will cast its light and make you distinctive, giving you a distinguished distinction. Your dignity will easily cause you to stand out and stand apart for all the right reasons.

God requires of the leaders He calls that, “He must manage his own household well, with all dignity...” (1 Tim. 3:4). Dignity is the distinguishing characteristic found in the men that the Lord chooses to use for His divine purposes. The absence of noble and worthy leadership today, whether in God’s house, the White House or your house, is evidence of the dearth of dignity in our world. No question about it, dignity makes all the difference. Be different, a man of distinction. Be a man who distinguishes himself and makes a difference. Become a man who demonstrates divine dignity in each and every setting. Be dignified in your dress. Be dignified in your speech and vocabulary. Be dignified in the company you keep and in your choice of companions. Be dignified in your comportment, the respect that you show yourself and others. Be dignified in your work, work ethic and professionalism. Dignity is not determined by dollars. Dignity is determined by character. Let’s make a concerted effort to make dignity not only fashionable again but stylish as well, just as so many of our forefathers did. They might not have had much back then, but they had dignity and they wore it well. Perspective Matters...

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