The Spectral Archer (Story)


Ghost_Arrow

 

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Hey guys, first time posting here. I wrote a little story about my character's costume's origin. It's not really a background story, nor is it a superhero story, all though those will hopefully follow. So without further ado...

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“Well, it’s finished,” Jon handed Chase a bundle of what appeared to be tights.
“That’s it? I’m supposed to wear that? Aren’t tights a little passé?”
“I’m an engineer, not a fashion designer. Besides, if the company found out what I was giving you, we’d both be spending time on prison, hero license or not.” Jon worked for a company called Zephyr Enterprises, which developed everything from clothes to cars, usually at a lower price. Recently, Crey Industries has been trying to acquire ZE not only to buy out some competition, but also to get their hands on some of the genius stuff that came out of there, such as the Speed Cook Oven, which used a time compression devise to cut cooking time down by 75%.
Chase took the package and put on the costume. It fit well, real well. Not only did it conform to his body, but it also seemed to give him some much needed definition.
“We used a new type a material, a sort of ‘new age’ spandex, where one-size-fits-all literally means a small to an XXXL. Also, the deluxe version even assists in bringing out muscles natural definition, even under a few layers of fat. Oh! And how do you like your emblem?”
“It looks like the Star of Bethlehem.”
“The what?”
“You know, that star above the nativity scene.”
“Oh yeah, I see that now. Don’t worry, I’m sure the last thing on criminals’ minds will be the nativity scene. Oh! and I almost forgot the last piece.” Jon handed chase a small piece of what looked like a strip of rubber with two holes in it.
“What’s that, a mask?”
“So no one will know your true identity.” Jon took and put it on. As he looked in the mirror, he could see just how much of his face it didn’t cover.
“It barely covers my eyes, much less the rest of my face. How’s this supposed to help?”
“Hey, it worked for Robin. Ah, one more thing, it’s one of our new models, modified of course.” Jon handed Chase a box. Chase cautiously took the box and opened it slowly, unsure of what was inside.
“Wow, a new bow! Wait a minute, modified?”
“Well, we’ve been working with a new type of polyethylene, and I thought it would be perfect for the string.”
“What can I do to repay you, Jon?”
“Just go out there and protect this city Chase, or what was your hero name again?”
“The Spectral Archer.”
“That’ll go great with the light refractor I put into your costume.”
“What like some kind of cloaking device?”
“Kind of, but your still faintly visible. It was originally for a new type of automobile security system until we realized we would be giving low grade cloaking devices to the general populace.”
“Any other bells and whistles you’ve neglected to tell me about?”
“Well…”
“What? Let me guess, the real purpose of the mask is to give me x-ray vision.” They laughed again.
“No, it’s just a mask. But the boots will allow you to outrun the fastest cars. Just be careful, we haven’t fully tested them yet.”
“Don’t worry, I’m careful with every product your company produces given their safety record.”
“Those accidents are from using our products outside of their intended purposes.” Chase finished donning the rest of his costume while Jon prattled on about the latest mishap involving an alternate use for their hair dryers as jet engines.
“Hey, this doesn’t look too bad.” Chase interrupted.
“Yeah well, the colors and patterns came from rejected ideas for some remote controlled flying action figures we were going to produce.”
“Great, so now I’ll look like a rejected action figure,” and with that they both laughed. Chase Allen knew that with Jon Simmons behind the scenes, he would have no problem taking down villains, from the petty purse snatchers, to the criminal masterminds.

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Well, that's it. Let me know what you think!