Modern Spartan

Written by Matthew Sinn A.K.A Sinbad the Mountain

Modern Spartan/Origins Pt. 1

My name is Christos Aetos, I was a 22 year old man, standing at 6′1 tall, long black hair and green color eyes. Who was a training Within my home city of Tripoli, Greece. Who was preparing myself for the 2024 Olympic Games. For it was my dream to become an Olympic medalist since I was a child. Who was taking a long jog one day on May 5th, 2023. Travelling through the downtown area while doing some jogging. When I heard what sounded like a woman screaming. Coming from an alleyway shortly ahead. Causing me to rush over and could see these five men. That were beating an innocent 30 year old blond women with a camera and note pad.Which angered me as I rushed over and yelling. “Leave her alone”! Who saw me an quickly began attacking me. Who punched an beat many of these men up. An seem to be winning the fight. While making sure that she was safe. When something sharp flew flew and struck my right leg. Causing me to scream in terrible pain. While falling onto the stone ground hard. With my eyes focused on the object. Which was a long sharp edge pole. Who didn’t have a clue, where it possibly came from. But knew this was really bad. As the wounded men escaped and the wounded woman. Quickly calling 911 to assist me. Who then spoke. Please hold on. For help is on it’s way.

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Modern Spartan/Origins Pt. 2

After arriving at the hospital and in terrible shape. The doctors performed surgery right away. Once the pole removed from my leg. Who later laid within a bed for two weeks. As my 43 year old mother Iris, a respected historian standing at 5′5, long black hair turning grey and blue color eyes. While my father 46 year old Adonis. Who was a twice Olympic champion. Standing at 5′8, short brown hair and green color eyes. Both arrived one day to visit an sat near me an spoke with a sad expression on her face. Oh my dear boy. Who did this to you? I faced her an spoke. I don’t know. For it came out of nowhere. She seem to believe this. As the female doctor, standing at 5′7, long blond hair and light blue color eyes came into the room and spoke. While having a concern look on her face. Mr. Christos. I’m afraid I’ve got some bad news. Troubled by this I asked. What is it? That’s when she told us. Because of the damage. Done to your right leg. By the pole which struck you. I’m afraid....you’ll have to wear a leg brace. Alarmed by this shocking news. I felt my heart break. Knowing right there and then. That my dreams of competing in the Olympics were sadly taken away. Which lighted a great fire of anger within my heart. An only thing now on my mind. Personal revenge. On the one who did this to me.

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Modern Spartan/Origins Pt. 3

Seeking answers on whoever had done this to me. It was shortly five days later. That I returned home an sat there within my old room. Who recall from the newspaper report. Police had searched the area and also asked around. While learning that a mysterious figure. Had been scene on a rooftop about a block away. With me sitting there and asking myself the obvious question. Why would someone do this to me?! Which made me wonder quite a bit. As I took did lot’s of special exercise. Until getting strong enough to walk again and now carefully searching the streets. When my eyes spotted three suspicious men. Wearing these black masks with white spots. Heading towards this the backyard of this small home. With me following them while putting on my own mask. As I heard a women scream in fear. An knew this was bad. Enough for me to stop in and interfere. Who got back there and could clearly see. They were after the female reporter. Who had help save my life. An clearly in danger.

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Modern Spartan/Mask Justice

Watching the three mask men heading towards the women with knives. I quickly shouted at them. Back off you jerks. That’s when they turned around an watched. As I began beating these three up. While also dodging the knives they swung at me. Who beat an took all of them down. With the woman now watching me leave the area. As her neighbors quickly called 911. As I managed to get away. While also knowing if I’m going to find the one who wrecked my life. Then I’ve got to fight better. For it was the next day I dropped by my dear old friend 25 year old Apollo, standing at 5′8, long blond hair and blue color eyes. Who arrived at his garage workshop. Where he was working with some scrap metal. When he noticed me and spoke. I faced him an spoke. “Apollo, I’m in need of your help”. Who already knew everything that happen to me. But also explained my bold plan. Which made him speak. What your planning here. Is extremely dangerous. Especially with your wounded leg. I reply. Although it’s true. I’ve got to find. Whoever did this. Who then ask. So will you help me? He carefully thought this over an spoke. Very well. Let’s get to work.

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Modern Spartan/Metal Work

Working together with Apollo privately within his closed garage. We began bending and shaping sheet metal. Over the next five weeks. With my right leg had well recovered. But also using some other metal. Until my equipment was done and Apollo speaking to me. Christos. I truly hope your idea works out. An if something happens. Know it’s been great being your friend. I reply. Same here Apollo. Who left with my stuff and later within the evening. Began patrolling the streets until spotting some thugs. Holding up a liquor store and armed with baseball bats an knives. I stepped an caught everyone’s attention.As I stood there dress within a metal chest plate an helmet. While armed with a large shield in my left hand. Which cause one of the mask men to speak. Who are you suppose to be? I told them. I’m Modern Spartan. An you thugs are going down.

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Modern Spartan/First Fight

Standing firm an ready I watched the armed thugs begin attacking me. As I quickly bashed one of them with my shield. Before punching another an kept going. Beating an punching each one. While also watching a knife strike my chest plate. That protected me from the sharp blade. As I quickly punched the thug and defeated them. With the 40 year old employee, standing at 5′6, short brown hair and blue color eyes. Behind the register looking pretty surprise. As I left the store and allowed the cops. To arrest these terrible men. An thus began my work as a superhero.

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Modern Spartan/Stretch

Two days have gone by and still haven’t learned anything. About the one who had wounded my right leg. As I was walking around the evening streets when I heard screaming. Causing me to hurry towards a jewelry store. Which was being robbed by this strange man, standing at 5′7, dress within a strange red an black costume, red gloves and black mask. Who was robbing the place with a huge fist. Which surprised me an knew. This had to be a supervillain. Causing me to step in an spoke. Stop right there. That’s when he turned around and spoke. Modern Spartan. It’s nice to meet you. For I’m Stretch Boxer. This was clearly the weirdest name I’ve heard. Until he made this very big left fist. That he threw towards me an blocked with my shield. As he now made his other fist bigger an kept attacking. While putting some small dents within my shield. Before I quickly dodged an began to fight back.

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Modern Spartan/Tough Guy

I quickly watched as Stretch Boxer sucked in a whole lot of air and his body began inflating like a large balloon. Which stopped my fist and also knocked me a little back. Who was surprise as he let out the air an began attacking me with his fists. With dodging once more. While also fighting back. Punching the man, who blocked with his arms. Before using my shield to smack him hard. Knocking this mask villain onto the ground. Where he somehow stretch between my legs and got behind me. Where he tried to wrap his arms around me. To possibly try and squeeze me or something. But my metal shield prevent this from happening. As I head butt his chin. Knocking him back a little before smacking him four times with my shield. An then threw a mighty punch. Knocking him flat on the ground and laid there in pain. For he was defeated. An also stopped as well. Allowing everyone to be safe and him thrown in jail.

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Modern Spartan/Smell Spot

A new day had came as I was at the fish market. Looking for something tasty to cook for my parents. While also carrying my gear within a large bag. In case some sort of trouble showed up. When my eyes spotted 28 year old female reporter Daphne Rhea. The women who had helped save my life. Who I began approaching. When there suddenly seem to be a major panic going on. Which was causing folks to start running an also screaming in fear. Who wasn’t exactly sure what was going on. Until finally some sort of fish monsters. Standing at 5′7, light blue skin, shape like men, but with fish heads and wearing black pants. While also having yellow color eyes. Who were terrorizing the place. With this part man, part Dusky Grouper. With light brown skin, stood at 5′9, wearing the same type of pants and large muscles. That was barking orders. Grab whatever fish possible. An throw them into the container. For I must have them. Causing me to quickly rush for a hiding spot and change into gear.

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Modern Spartan/Fishy Fiend

Quickly dressed within my gear and hurrying out with no shield. I faced him an spoke. Hold it right there. That’s when the strange fish monster looked at me and asked. Who are you? I spoke. I’m Modern Spartan. Now drop the container and surrender. Looking mad the fish man shout. Get him! Who watched as they started attacking me. As I began dodging their fists an claws. With me quickly fighting back. Beating each of these slimy thugs. While Daphne was taking photos from a safe distance. Who seem to be doing well. Until the strong one smashed me with his tail. Sending me flying a good distance. Before slamming into a nearby stand of dead fish. Which quickly broke an fall. Who also the fish men quickly fleeing as the police were coming. Escaping into the sewer, while I fled from here with my bag. Then dare stick around to be thrown in cuffs. Who will have to deal with these mystery sea villains another time.

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Modern Spartan/Internet

Unsure of who or what had attacked me at the fish market. I had decided to do some research later after my afternoon shift at the liquor store. That I did some looking through the internet. Until coming across an old news article. Involving a break in four years ago. That somebody into the lab of a Dr. Dorotheos. Who was a scientist that used to study sea creatures. But was also experimenting on dead fish. Seeking a way to grow their natural size. Where he was supposedly attacked and a large fire breaking out. That supposedly cost his life. Since he was never found within the wrecked lab. Making me wonder if this might be the very same man. Somehow turned into a terrible fish monster. An if so, then I’ve got to stop him. Before he does something terrible.

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Modern Spartan/Slapped Name

A new day had arrived as the mysterious fish man looked at the newspaper within his secret hideout. An read the front page out loud in anger. While standing within a large somewhat dark room. Dr. Splash Tail. Who then put it down on the nearby table an spoke. So that’s the foolish name they’ve given me. After collecting samples for my experiment. With none of the other fish men speaking. As he now spoke. It doesn’t matter. For my formula will be done soon. An once it’s ready. I’ll show those fiends. What happens. When you destroy a man’s life. Who then spoke to the fish men. In the meantime. Keep watch and don’t allow. Anyone to discover our hide away.

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