Boss Wars II: Cyber Trapped

It had been three years since Jack Septic had saved the world and the entire universe from the evil Septic Boss Sam. The Septic Sword of Bosses was still in Jack’s possession and had kept it safe from evil’s hands. Two bank robbers had just finished successfully robbing the National Bank of Ireland. However without their knowledge, someone was watching them from the rooftops. The burglar alarm at the bank was whaling through the streets. As both the robbers were running down the dark ally, the figure jumped down in front of the robbers as he squinted his eyes at both of them through his blue mask and red hood. The robbers pulled out their guns at him, but a round sphere with a tail disarmed them as the figure knocked one of the robbers out with one punch. The other one pulled out a knife as he swung at the mysterious masked vigilante. As the robber kept swinging, the vigilante dodged every blade swing until an opening was made on the robbers end. The vigilante kicked the robber right in the gut as he threw the robber into a pile of trash cans.

The robbers were tied up and the cops arrived on the scene. The sphere flew and hid under the figures hood as the cops shined their flashlights onto the vigilante. The vigilante was revealed to be wearing bright red pajamas with a hood and a blue cape. He turned around as he just stood there smiling with his fists on his waist.

“No need to thank me, Jackaboy Man had saved the day again!” He said. The cops stared at each other confused and then started to laugh.

“What’s so funny?” Asked Jack. The cops pointed and laughed.

“That costume. That is the worst Superhero costume if I’ve ever seen one. I mean who are you suppose to be?” They laughed.

“I’m Jackaboy Man!” He shouted with pride. The cops just laughed some more as even the robbers started to giggle. Jack turned to them in disappointment.

“Shut the fuck up.” He ordered them. Jack turned back to the cops as they stopped laughing.

“Alright, get on outta here. We’ll take it from here.” Jack walked passed the cops huffing and puffing.

“Happy Halloween!” One of them said.

“IT’S FUCKIN’ JUNE!” Jack shouted.

“Come on Jack, don’t let them get to you.” Said Sam as he floated beside him. Jack paced as he looks at Sam.

“Ever since the Septic invasion and saving the entire universe from going boom, I wanted to do more then just being known as just another face on YouTube. It’s been my childhood dream to become a Superhero. For people to say; ‘It’s Jackaboy Man, he’s come to save the day again!’. But I am not being taking seriously enough.”

“Why not just.... You know.... Be you. Be Jack Septic, survivor of the Bossatronians.”

“Because, I don’t want people to know that Jack Septic and Jackaboy Man are the same person!” Sam flew in front of him.

“Well if that’s the case, we first need to do something about that costume. Nobody is going to take you seriously if they see you running around in pajamas. And also change your name. Jackaboy Man? That makes no sense!”

“It’s the best I can come up with.” Jack replied.

“Well, why not something like.... The Jackalator. Or the Jack Hammer? The Jack Hammer sounds pretty bad ass.”

“You can just call me the Ejackalator, HA! Best joke!” Sam slapped his face with his tail.

“Jack!”

“I don’t know Sam.”

“Well, let’s just go home, get some sleep and we’ll work on it.”

“SLEEP IS FOR THE WEAK!” He shouted but then started to sleep walk. Sam just stood still and shaked in shame.

“Oh Jack. Come on buddy, let’s get you home.” Sam flew under Jack’s hood and used some kind of mind control technique to walk Jack home and back into his soft, warm bed.