Rocket-Man: Fear Is A Weapon

Frighteners

In the bustling heart of New York City, amidst the towering skyscrapers and the ceaseless hum of traffic, New York University stood as a beacon of academia and innovation. But beneath its prestigious facade, a shadow loomed, threatening to engulf the institution in chaos.

Elmer Porter, once a promising student within its hallowed halls, now harbored a burning vendetta against the very place that had cast him aside. The sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows across the campus. Students hurried to their evening classes, unaware of the sinister plot unfolding in the shadows.

Elmer, now known as Shooting Star, watched from a distance, his eyes fixed on the university he once called home. His sharp features were illuminated by the glow of his high-tech gadgets, each one a testament to his genius and his thirst for revenge. Elmer's thoughts drifted back to the day of his expulsion. The humiliation, the anger, and the sense of betrayal had festered within him, transforming him into the man he was today. Hydra had given him the means to exact his revenge, and he intended to use every resource at his disposal.

As he donned his Shooting Star persona, Elmer's mind raced with plans and contingencies. His drones, equipped with fear-inducing holograms, hovered silently above the campus, ready to unleash terror at his command. Devices designed to trigger deep subconscious fears lay in wait, their potential for chaos unmatched. Yet, beneath the layers of anger and bitterness, a flicker of vulnerability remained.

Elmer's heart ached with the memories of friendships lost, of dreams shattered. But he buried these feelings deep, focusing instead on the task at hand. The city was his stage, and fear was his weapon. As he prepared to set his plan in motion, Elmer couldn't help but wonder if anyone would rise to challenge him.

Would the heroes of this world take notice of his actions? Or would they, too, fall victim to the fear he so expertly wielded? The night was young, and the game had only just begun. Elmer glanced at the university one last time, a determined gleam in his eye. He was ready to show them all what fear truly meant.

As the moon hung high in the night sky, Elmer Porter, now known as Shooting Star, stood poised on the rooftop of a nearby building, overlooking the New York University campus. His eyes gleamed with a mix of anticipation and malice as he prepared to unleash the first wave of his meticulously crafted terror.

His drones, sleek and silent, hovered above the university grounds, each equipped with cutting-edge technology designed to tap into the deepest fears of his targets. Elmer's fingers danced over the controls, selecting his first victim—a young student named Emily, known for her crippling fear of dolls. With a flick of a switch, the drones projected a chilling hologram—a scene from Emily's worst nightmares.

Life-sized porcelain dolls, their eyes unblinking and their faces forever frozen in sinister smiles, began to materialize around her. Their mechanical laughter echoed through the air, growing louder and more menacing with each passing second. Emily's scream pierced the night as she stumbled backward, her eyes wide with terror.

Her heart raced, each beat a thunderous drum in her chest. She tried to flee, but the dolls seemed to close in from every direction, their cold, lifeless hands reaching out towards her. Watching from his vantage point, Elmer felt a rush of satisfaction. This was just the beginning. He had harnessed the power of fear, and now he would wield it like a weapon, striking at the very heart of those who had wronged him.

With Emily's terror serving as a prelude, Elmer signaled to his Hydra agents, hidden in the shadows around the campus.
"Now," he commanded, his voice steady and authoritative. "Begin the operation." The agents moved swiftly, emerging from their hiding places and storming the university.