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Copyright protected on May 2009.

The persons, places, entities, and events depicted in this story are fictitious.  Any similarity to actual persons, places, entities, or events is unintentional and purely coincidental. 

Warning!  Some stories may contain adult language, explicate violence, adult situations, and some sexual content.  These stories are intended for a mature audience. 

One Shots # 8

Written by Stacy James Meadows

With Concepts Created by Stacy James Meadows, Larry William Van Hoorebeke, and Donald Edward Van Hoorebeke.

Editor’s Notes: Sorry about taking so long between posts, work has been hectic.  Here is a super hero story starring one of my favorite heroes Kat Man 7.  I wrote this one just for fun a long time ago, and is a good stand alone story.  I don’t know if I will tie this into their origin story or not, but I might.

Out of the Movies
Starring Kat Man 7 & Dollarbill.

 The night was early, and the sky was cloudless.  The moon shone brightly along with millions of stars in the sky. 
 The motorcycles were revving up, and the gang was going out to have some fun and to cause havoc on the big city tonight.  With screams of joy, along with hoops and hollers, they rode off toward the city.  Some popping wheelies as they went.
 Meanwhile, Professor John Liver was on his way to see the latest movie, “The Attack of the Chainsaw Killing Zombies.”  He was very excited because he had been wanting to watch this movie for weeks, and was finally getting some free time to enjoy a night on the town.  It starred two of his favorite actors, Carrie Stanfields and Howard Blake. 
 Being stuck in a humanoid cat form all the time was a drag, so he had used his scientific genius to come up with a minor and temporary solution, so he could become human again for a little while.  He took a human pill and had three more in his pockets.  He could stay in human form for four hours.  He was dressed for the evening out.  He was all set and ready to head out.
 He wished his friend Martin could have joined him, but it had been a very busy night at Martin’s motel, with some kind of convention in town for the whole weekend booking up all of his rooms.  Even though he had asked Martin to come, and Martin could have put someone else on his staff in charge for the night, Martin simply refused, and wanted to personally make sure everything was in order for his annual guests. 
 The bikers were on the outskirts of town.  Along the way they were having their own kind of fun, smashing mailboxes, tearing up road signs, and spray painting their logo, “The Psychotic Road Demons” and a pentagram on walls, or whatever else they found.  They were having fun.
 The car, to John’s delight, ran smoothly to the theater.  The line to get into the theater was a little long, but to John it was well worth the wait.  The ticket was a little expensive, but to John it was worth it.  Again the line to the concession stand was a little long, but again John thought it was worth the wait. 
 “Boy, I can’t wait to see this movie!”  John tried to tell a guy beside him, but the dude just more or less ignored him.  He moved up to the counter. 
 “Yes, may I help you, please?”  Asked a young man behind the counter. 
 “I would like a chocolate bar, a large popcorn, a large soft drink, uh, root beer, and some nachos.”  John replied eyeing the menu displayed above the counter.
 “All right, coming right up, sir.”  Replied the attendant. 
 Again he paid a little to much for the food, but he decided it was worth it, and besides he had saved a little extra money and was out to have a good time.  He felt nervous about being around all these strange people, but it wasn’t to bad.  He hadn’t been around large crowds since his experiment had turned him into Kat Man 7.  He went right into the theater, found a seat in the back, sat down, and started munching on his popcorn, as the previews began.
 The Motorcycle gang pulled into the local pub’s parking lot. 
 “It’s time for a few beers!”  Cried the leader, a big fat man with a bluish grey beard. 
 The gang kicked their way in the door, and entered the bar.  A few bouncers tried to stop them from entering, which was a big mistake on their parts, costing them many broken bones.  The gang knocked over tables, and shoved people out of their way, as they made their way to the bar.  A few of the bar patrons, seeing their opportunity to escape, left as fast as they could. 
 “We don’t want any trouble.”  Cried the bartender. 
 “We don’t either, give us beer.”  The leader replied, popping his knuckles.  “And if you go for the phone, it will be the last thing you ever do.”
 The movie ended, and the people started filing out the exit.  John stayed to watch the credits, so he could find out who to write to and complain. 
 “Boy, that was one of the most dumbest movies I ever saw.  That was a total waste of two hours, and a lot of money.”  Thought Kat Man 7.  “Well, it’s time to leave this rip off joint.”
 As John was walking out he passed the arcade section, and noticed the games.
 “Oh, wow!  Two of my favorite games, Dinosaur Wars and Kung Fu Master Street Fighter.”  He quickly pulled out a quarter and started playing.
 The bartender didn’t like the gang at all.  They were tearing up his place, and not paying him for anything.  When none of them were watching, he exited the front under pretenses of getting more alcohol, and went to the back store room, and used the phone there to call a couple of friends of his who were bar bouncers.  Then he went back to the front with a few cases of beer, and served a couple of more beers to the disgusting bunch.
 John Liver was attracting quite a crowd playing Kung Fu Master Street Fighter.  He had the highest score ever, and beat everyone who challenged him as the second player.  Now he was beating on the last ultimate dude boss. 
 Everyone was watching intently.  John, forgetting to pay attention to the time, as females looked at him intently, and males looked on in envy, started his dramatic change into Kat Man 7, but he was so into the game, he didn’t even notice. 
 People looked on now with disgust and horror, as the transformation completed itself.  People began to leave quietly, so the wraith of this monster wouldn’t be tempted to unleash upon them, and eventually no one was left at all. 
 Kat Man 7 defeated the game and shouted, “And that, my friends, is how it is done!”  He took a look around, and saw that there wasn’t anyone still around.  “Was it something I said?”  He looked at himself, and noticed exactly what had happened.  “Oh, crud.  I hate when this happens.” 
 He took the last pill, transforming back into his old human self.  He looked around to see if the workers of the theater had noticed him, but they had been to busy with their cleaning work to notice.  He took one last look at his high score on the game, sighed, and exited the building to go home. 
 The six heavily muscled bouncers walked into the bar.  The gang stopped drinking, stopped shooting pool, stopped harassing unlucky patrons who couldn’t leave, and all of the gang simply looked up at the intruders of their fun. 
 “Got a problem?”  Said one of the closest members of the biker gang.  He was leaning against a rail by the front door, as he added, “The gay bar isn’t here.”
 “Yeah, every single one of you all need to leave.  Now.” Said one of the six bouncers. 
 “Ah, you scare us.  We shaking in our boots, and wetting ourselves now.”  Said on e of the gang members, who just a moment before was having some fun beating and picking on some of the other customers.  “You know…those are fighting words.”  He finished off the beer he was drinking, slamming it on the table, and grabbed a scared woman by her hair.  He forcibly kissed her, and then shoved her back into her seat.  He got up from the table adding, “Don’t you go no where darling this will just take a minute.” 
 The bar tender reached under the counter for his concealed shot gun, but the leader of the motorcycle gang saw him up to something, and punched him square in the nose.  The blow knocked the bartender into his huge background wall mirror hard.  The huge mirror cracked, and several bottles of alcohol and glass flew everywhere as the bartender lost consciousness.  The leader saw what the bartender had been after and took the shot gun and all the cash in the register.  He also grabbed a bottle of whiskey from the shelf, and chugged it down, while his gang took out the bouncers. 
 The fight was pretty much one sided as the gang’s numbers overwhelmed the six bouncers, and the gang made mince meat out of all six of the would be heroes.  One gang member held back from the fight, and made a couple of fire bombs out of the liquor bottles, and waited for his leader’s orders. 
 “Let’s blow this joint, I don’t like the service here anyway.”  Said the leader approvingly. 
 They left the bar, got on their motorcycles, and the gang member who had made the bombs chucked all of them into the interior of the bar. 
 They revved up their engines, squealed tires, and some even rode wheelies out of the parking lot, as the bar exploded, and burned to the ground along with everyone who was still inside, though a few rather lucky ones managed to escape. 
 “Let’s head to the park and have some fun!”  Declared the leader. 
 Ten minutes later, police and firemen were there to take care of the scene, though by then there was little else to do.  Firemen started putting out the fire, but it was pretty much only charred remains now, and police officers were taking up reports of the motorcycle gang.  They had other units immediately on the look out for the rogue motorcycle gang members. 
 John Liver had been shopping at a local super market that was getting ready to close up for the night.  He had gotten some cases of his favorite sodas, some snack foods for later, a particularly fascinating cat toy that he couldn’t explain his attraction to, but had to have it, and browsed through the magazine and book racks for some of the latest scientific magazines and books. 
 John now decided to head for home, especially since he only had ten minutes of humanity left.  His car was cruising down the main street towards the park.  As he drove, thinking about his night out, the sounds of motorcycles, and lots of them, could be heard.  He looked into his rear view mirror and saw the gang, as they sped their way closer and were running cars off of the road. 
 “Uh, oh…this doesn’t look good.”  John thought.
 One of the gang members rode up to the driver’s side of John’s car, and smashed his windshield with a huge chain. 
 John cursed, as he quickly calculated the damage cost in his head, and rammed into the motorcycle knocking the rider off, but unfortunately causing himself to lose control of the car, and sending his own car to go ramming into a light pole.  New figures of the cost of repairs went through his head now, as the other motorcycle gang members ignored his car, figuring it was taken out, and continued on towards the park.
 Meanwhile, the transformation again took place, transforming the human John Liver into Kat Man 7.  He tried to open his car doors on both sides of the car, but they were both jammed from the collision.
 “Somebody’s got to stop those punks, and I’m just that someone.”
 Laser claws popped out of Kat Man 7’s knuckles, and he used them to slice a hole in his roof, which he climbed out of.  He quickly looked around at his car, and again recalculated the costs for repairs in his head, coming to the conclusion that it was totally a lost.  He could also see the motorcycle gang turning back into the park, and with just a thought, Kat Man 7 disappeared from the roof of his car, and reappeared right in front of the startled motorcycle gang at the park.  Using this to his advantage, and taking a couple of punks by surprise, he took them out with a couple of swipes with his laser claws. 
 Noticing that they were now being attacked, a couple of gang members pulled out chains, revved up their motorcycles, and rode wheelies while swirling their chains above their heads, sort of like cowboys riding a horse and using a lasso.  They came racing towards Kat Man 7, who simply sliced through their exposed engines, causing them to crash. 
 Another motorcycle charged, and Kat Man 7 wasted him with his laser claws shooting out like a bullet.  He took out a few more with his laser claws in close combat, leaving his laser claws drained of power after that.  He hadn’t brought any extra power packs for them because this was suppose to be a night of fun, not fighting. 
 The leader watched him in battle, and Kat Man 7 finally noticed that the leader was pointing a rifle at him.  The leader fired, and Kat Man 7 teleported to the leader’s side, just as the bullets reached where he had been standing just seconds before.  The leader looked around in surprise, but didn’t have time to react as Kat Man 7 grabbed his shoulder turning him around, and punched him in the jaw.  The hit took the leader by complete surprise, and he dropped the riffle.  Now the leader was angry, clenching his fists, and swung wildly at Kat Man 7. 
 Ducking low to avoid the swing, Kat Man 7 replied, “You remind me of Joe, the Thug, in Kung Fu Master Street Fighter.  He is easy to defeat, if you do this.”  Kat Man 7 then went into a series of martial arts blows, and defeated the gang leader. 
 The police cruisers began to arrive just as Kat Man 7 finished mopping up the remainder of the motorcycle gang members.  One was left though, and took off running towards an alleyway, which was about a block away. 
 Officer Alan Phillip Jackson seen the cat like creature taking out one of the gang members, recognizing him immediately, and grabbed his radio.  “All units be advised that Kat Man 7 is on our side.” 
 He slowed down his car, and rolled down his window beside Kat Man 7, who had helped him personally on a couple of cases. 
 “Thank you, Kat Man 7.  These scum buckets have been wrecking havoc all night.  Where’s your partner, Dollarbill?”  Said the officer, who had just pulled up and recognized the hero. 
 “You’re welcome.  He’s not here, I’m alone.  Please excuse me, while I retrieve that one who’s escaping.”  Kat Man 7 said as he teleported into the alleyway just in front of the last motorcycle gang member. 
 Officer Alan and his partner Officer Jacob Miles decided to head around the block and cut off the exit of the alley. 
 The motorcycle gang member defensively in surprise at Kat Man 7’s sudden appearance, sprayed red paint into Kat Man 7’s eyes, and used a switchblade knife to stab Kat Man 7 in the stomach, just before Kat Man 7 could get his surroundings into focus from the teleporting.  Kat Man 7 taken completely by surprise, lashed out blindly with his claws on his finger tips in defense, and struck the gang member across the face, and knocked him into a couple of garbage cans. 
 Kat Man 7 fell to his knees grasping his stomach, as the motorcycle gang member quickly recovered, with hopes of still escaping, though his face was now bleeding from the scratches.  He got up and started running out of the alleyway he had went in.  Just as he was about to reach the end, a patrol car pulled in, and the punk started to turn and run the other way. 
 “Halt or we will shoot!”  Yelled one of the two police officers, Officer Jacob Miles, who now stood outside of their car, but behind their car doors, as Officer Miles fired a shot into the air.  The gang member stopped, and raised his hands into the air. 
 “On the ground, hands behind your head!”  Officer Miles demanded the motorcycle gang member to do, and the punk complied.   
 Both police officers ran forward.  One, Officer Miles, stopped and cuffed the motorcycle gang member, while reading him his Miranda rights, while the other, Officer Alan Phillip Jackson, ran to his friend Kat Man 7. 
 Officer Jackson, reaching Kat Man 7, and seeing the knife wound, grabbed his radio mike on his shoulder.  “We need an ambulance right away.”  The officer said into his radio.
 Recovering somewhat, Kat Man 7 replied through clenched teeth, “No, I have a friend not far from here who can help me.  Please, stand back.” 
 Officer Alan stepped back a little as Kat Man 7 got wobbly to his feet, and then teleported away. 
 Martin Van Burge was sitting behind his motel desk doing the night’s cash receipts when his friend’s sudden appearance took him by surprise.  Even though he was used to his friend doing this by now, it still sometimes took him unexpectedly.  Before he could react, either defensively or complaining to his friend about this sudden intrusion, Kat Man 7 crumpled onto the floor.
 “John!”  Martin yelled leaping over the desk in a ninja like flip, and reaching his friend.  “Hold on, John!  I’m here to help you.” 
 Gathering Kat Man 7 into his arms, and then noticing the knife wound, he laid him on the ground, and placed his hands over the wound.  His hands glowed with white light, and the wound healed in an instant.  Recovering now, Kat Man 7 thanked John, and described to Dollarbill what had happened. 
 Martin, glad that his friend was all right, ordered for his motel’s personal tow truck to go and retrieve John’s car. 
 “Sounds like you had fun at the movies tonight, wish I could’ve been there.”  Martin told his friend.  “Instead I had to work and keep this place running.” 
 “Well, it wasn’t as fun as I had hoped.  The movie was bad, the price for everything there was to expensive, the video game incident, and then the motorcycle gang, and getting stabbed.  Man, I need a night of rest from my night of rest!  I’m going to bed now.” 
 “Well, good night then.”  Martin said to his friend who was already teleporting away.   

Next One Shots # 9 Mission Briefing.  The Electrical Phantom gets a mission from Sunstar and is reviewing the report.  Don’t know if I will ever actually use this in any story lines, but I might.

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