Hank’s Amazing Adventures!!!

Part Three

Hank

Hank could not figure out where he was. He couldn’t quite recall what a Spanish person sounded like, but he thought he heard one. So he decided he must be in Australia.

“Yo quiero ‘Taco Bell’” Thought Hank.

As visions of tiny shaking Chihuahuas danced in his mind, a man came up to him and began to barrage him with numerous derogatory statements.

“G’Day, mate!” He would say, “D’you need a wee bit o’ help, mate?” Or, “Crikey! Speak ta’ me ya’ bloomin’ dingo! Are ya’ OK?!”

Realizing he must be in Australia for some secret CIA assignment he decided to learn the language. While making odd noises to himself and occasionally blurting out very thought provoking speeches such as “The Gettysburg Address” and “Sausage!” a strange object fell out of the sky onto Hank and began attaching itself to him. This object was none other than “Mega Man X’s” armor.

After about a day of a very strange fusion between Hank and the armor’s genes the armor had completely attached itself to Hank giving him enough strength to move his wheelchair. Along with this power came the ability to hear and smell the world around him… Hank could also assume the abilities of any dying organic matter with a high enough level of energy, but that doesn’t matter now! Hank was reborn! After coming to realize the potential of this new… Thing, Hank picked up his first sound. It was nearby. Just the thought of trouble then, when Hank had not yet come to understand these new abilities frightened him to the bone. Hank now knew what his mission was, to kill whatever this singular sound was coming from. Hank followed the sound only to find the enemy was upon him. Hank belched with fear, not knowing when the enemy would strike. Hank listened closely and heard a very annoying sound.

“Oy, mate, ah’ ya’ bloomin’ deaf? Answer me!”

Hank steadied the weapon that replaced his right arm, pointed toward the sound and fired… His mission was a success but at what price? A smell of death wafted through his nostrils and Hank cried for what his government made him do. Hank pondered on what consequence this event may cause but in mid-thought he realized he could no longer smell that horrible smell of death, also, he was unable to hear! Hank’s mind was a swarm of thoughts when he realized what had happened.

ICE CREAM…