When I was a kid......

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The Alright Hulk

I stood in my power stance as the final coat of green was applied on me, that was it, this marked my transformation to becoming the most power superhero of them all. I held both my hands in a fist, balled up, ready to punch my way through all adversity. I was the Incredible fucking (I wasn’t old enough to use this word yet) Hulk.

“RAAAAAAAH” I screamed in the vacant hallway, no response whatsoever, of course, I was terrifying, my power roar was so deafening no one dared to confront me. I made sure each stomp of my feet resonated and seeped through all the doors of all my neighbours. I need all the kids in my floor to know who’s boss, my mom tried her “shushhhh” technique, that may have scared little old me, but she made the mistake of helping me transform. I was the God damn (again, I didn’t speak like that as a kid) Incredible Hulk.

MASHHHH as I pushed open the door to my school bus, I stared at each of them, those puny human beings I called my mates. Some turned themselves into little fairies, one of them dressed as a truck, none of them a match for me. I slammed my green fists together, once again  RAAAAAH I went, most of them tried to hide it, but I knew they were scared, no doubt.

I stared out the glass window, seeing all the tall buildings, country parks and other cars go by. What were once things that seemed so huge, tall and out reach I could dominate with one punch. POW POW POW punched the glass (lightly, I was just a kid with puny fists), the bus nanny came to me and told me stop, she thought she could stop me, how naive. I felt a sudden deceleration, closely approaching is my territory of domination, my kindergarten.

The bus stopped, I hopped off my seat, ready to claim my domain, then I saw him. A devilish creature that even myself, the Almighty Hulk could not defeat. His eyes spiralled of a dark red substance, his teeth extended down to his chin, it was a creature straight from anyone’s nightmare. He approached me with the most intense death stare, I felt a sense of danger that I could overcome with my powers, the little me inside began surfacing. Throughout the entire day I felt weakened, drowned in fear, others seemed to be immune from his tactics, but I was the only one who saw his malicious potential. I was in tears whenever he approached, that devilish vampire had the best of me, the ultimate archenemy of the Hulk.

When I was in kindergarten, there was this kid who dressed up as a vampire, I was scared shitless.

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The Bathtub of Long, Long Ago

The sirens sounded and the entire city was in shutdown mode. The sky scrapers went dark and silent once the news got out that Graham the Grimace escaped from the prison of Toulette Island, where they kept the worse of the worse. I just so happen to be stuck inside an elevator when the shutdown was announced, I thought I could finally be let loose from my agonising, locked inside a cubicle day job, but apparently not. There came a series of banging and thumping from the outside, the metal of the elevator doors began caving in and in came this mud-covered creature. I’ve never seen Graham in person before, he looks......

“Hey son, don’t be stuck in the bath talking to yourself for too long ok! That ain’t good for your skin, you’ll end up looking like a shrivelled up prune. I hate prunes.”

“Ok mom, just give me a minute ok, I’m in the middle of something.

“Are you saving the world again, well save it sometime later, it’s almost time for dinner.”

“Ok, ok. Just give me a couple more moments will ya.”

“I ain’t scared to assert my motherly prowess, and don’t think cuz’ you ain’t wearing any clothes I won’t barge in.”

“Alright , alright, two minutes, two more minutes. I’ll be right out!”

......he looked more promising and grimacing than I thought. As everyone else began to groan in panic, Graham approached one of us. I threw a barrage of punches right at him and stopped him on the spot. Little did anyone else know, I was Kaiju Tekken, the Iron fist monster, I could obliterate anyone in my path with my bare fists......

“Ok, two minutes up.”

“No, mom please I was almost done.”

“Nuh uh young man, you need to keep your words. You said two minutes, it’s been two minutes.”

“Mom I’m Kaiju Tekken, I was bout to beat the crap out of Graham the Grimace.”

“Who taught you to speak like that?!”

“Ummm...... I heard dad say it.”

“That little ass of a man.”

“What’s an ass of a man?”

“Oh...... umm...... forget I said it.”

“Wait mom, at least let me tidy up the stuff. I left a mess inside.”

“Alright, come right out after you’re done.”

......I could obliterate anyone in my path with my bare fists, I vowed to use these weapons of mine to help whoever’s in need, and to purify the streets of all with malicious intent.

I was too happy too quick, Graham leaped back up and covered me in with mud, the mud was reaching up and up, I was about to be drowned alive, in an elevator, not the most gracious way to die. With the little remaining might I had left, as my my master’s last words sounded clearly in my head......

“I knew it, you went right back into it, I shouldn’t have trusted you when you offered to tidy your things up.”

“I was about to go pow pow pow mom.”

“I will pow you pow pow pow if you don’t get dressed and get ready for dinner.”

When I was a kid, the bathtub inhabited a world jammed pack with action and fantasies. I would never leave it if I had the choice, just me, my head and I.

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The Bald Overlord

On the planet Estemma there sat an evil overload at the peak of a skull shaped mountain, who hailed red lighting which he hurled at his leisure. In this world everyone runs on c-energy, confidence energy, it glows a crystal blue and serves as a crucial life force for the innocent, but once he showed up, everyone’s c-energy began dissipating. Each of his ten fingers had the power to torment your sense of assurance and your self-worth and slowly, that crystal blue life force seeps through your eyes and becomes encased in a diamond shaped vile which the evil overlord collected.

The overlord is cloaked in a grey shadow which acts as his impenetrable shield, his head covered by an intricate helmet that only covered his face up until his forehead. His exposed head, hairless and uncovered, emitted a shimmering dark light and forms a pitch black halo. It was this shimmer that I attached a sense of evil to, it wasn’t a light that guides you towards salvation, but one which terrifies the hopes and dreams of a young child. I felt the dissipating life force within me, a graduate frailness began surfacing as the thought of him made me tremble before each encounter. I swore to myself an oath, that I will confront him for the sake of myself, reclaiming full ownership of the life force he took from me.

I made my way up the skull mountain, trespassing the swamps of the lost and the forest of the dreamless. There he sat on his throne with an aura of invincibility reinforced by the shroud of shadow which surrounded him. I took what could be my last breath and yelled “You stand up, I’m not afraid of you, not anymore!” His armour-plated legs rattled as he moved towards me, echoes of lightening filled the atmosphere and I became blinded by the red hues. before i knew it, he was right in front of me. Droplets of panic made their way down my forehead, the overlord raised his hand and placed his palm so it perfectly covered my head. He patted me.

“How’s it been my nephew, it’s been a while hasn’t it! Oh look at you, still this chubby eyyy hahaha. Now now, no girls’ll like a chubby guy like you, you’ll have to lose it some day or another, I’m sure of that.”

This overlord was the ultimate opposing force to my existence when I was a kid, he was my teasing, bald uncle. I was terrified of him, all he would do was call me fat and embarrassed me each time I stumbled. It was never teddy bears and marshmallows from him, always pins and needles to my back.