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Prologue

Henry

My name is Henry Heckel, terrible last name I know. its been the product of many jokes for years by literally everyone around me but it doesn't really bother me. I like to think I'm a very chill and nice guy. I get along with practically everyone I meet, its a personal good streak of mine.

That is until that terrible, dreaded, awful, disgusting  night.

To really get you to understand why I have such a sour memory of that night I need you to understand that ever since I was a little boy, I've been a major, and I mean to an almost unhealthy level, major fanboy for comic books.  

When I was just a puny little creature of seven or eight I was bullied. Doesn't really happen much now, probably because I'm so tall but I like to think its mostly because I'm a nice guy. I'm telling you I'm a nice guy. it takes a lot to drive my patience out the window.

Anyway, as a a child, the bullying really got to me and I was very quiet and afraid to be myself so I sought refuge in comic books. they were an escape and from an early age I always been engulfed in the imaginary world of whatever comic i was reading.

There was one specific comic about a hero, my personal favorite. Commander Karl Krandos. He was a warrior, expert of many martial arts who commanded his very own army until he was defeated by Professor Lotus. He then went after the professor with determination until finally he beat him. he used his hardcore drive and confidence to move forward and complete his goal. the defeat of professor lotus only led to the rise of other villains so he continued to fight crime and selflessly gave up his promising career in the military to fight the dangerous criminals that the government couldn't easily beat.

Commander Karl Krandos was my inspiration. one day I came home sobbing because Alex Simmons, my childhood bully (everybody's got one of those ) had taken his latest act of aggression against me. that day happened to be the day a got the epiphany that I would learn martial arts so I convinced my father to enroll me in karate. From then on, I practiced a lot of different martial arts. Alex Simmons moved away and my life has been better ever since.

I finally became outspoken. my father always told me to be nice to others and in return they would do the same to me. that has become my life motto.

Of course there was an exception to this rule. One person I could never be nice to after what they did.

Let me get back to explaining that...that terrible night.

Of course it did not start out that way. it was the last day of junior year and I was beyond excited to start my summer vacation.

Everyone was talking about going to a party to end the year with finesse but my finesse was staying at home reading my comics and cooking random food.

By the time it was about ten o'clock at night I decided to indulge in some commander Karl Krandos by reading my favorite comic book, the first edition introduction to his character. it was about midnight until I decided to take a shower. so I grabbed my towel and delicately placed the comic on my bed.

As I was in the shower I heard some shuffling around my room but decided to ignore it because it was probably my cat Karl junior, he was very jumpy at night.

I had finished my soothing shower and when I opened the door to the bathroom I saw the most horrific scene I could possibly see and trust me I had seen some awful events take place before, I had watched Game Of Thrones but this, this shook me to my very core.

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- December and July