The Impactor Issue 15

Mark Glatt
Part XV Fifteen
15

Presents

Kind of a strange
place to hang
out, isn’t it?
AH ah - - Impactor! I – I
– I – I – Don’t know what
to do anymore. So tired
of being pushed around.
Does anyone like to be
pushed around?

I didn’t have the armor or the brass knuckles and mace on me. I was
just wearing my mask and all black like I usually wear over my Kevlar.
As I approached him, I spoke in the dark voice that I usually use.
No. Not that I know of. I
know it can be a fetish.
But I love
to sing.
Do you
love to
sing?

Not usually. At parties, sure.
If I am drunk, most definitely.

Can’t. I Cannot sing
anymore. I Will Quit
Singing At Once.

How about you not do
that? I need you to sing.
I enjoy hearing your
singing.

I am around
but not in my
super hero
guise. I
cannot tell you
which person I
really am. I
am not sure if
I should really
be saying that
I am a super
hero either.

So you have
heard me too?
You hang
around while I
am singing?
Well, do I see
you? Well - ?

Sorry. Sorry
that I won’t be
singing so
much
anymore.

I love my Batty voice.

He was not crying anymore. Now he was sounding professional.
Sorry? Sorry is not going to bring the singing back. I need the singing. I need singing to
soothe me. And if The Impactor does not get soothed, the Impactor cannot fight crime.

WhatWhat
?

That is right. I need your singing. If I do not fight crime do you know what
happens to this city?

Do you
remember
what
happened to
you early on
when you
were singing
Across The
Western
Ocean? Well
imagine that
but only a lot
worse.
Imagine
twice that
happening to
this city.

You – You stop –
stop fighting for
this city and it
becomes a dish?
Impactor. Impactor! I
understand you want to
hear my singing and so
does everyone else- wellexcept for those people
who choose to keep on
attacking me and my
colleagues who think that I
am bad--

Your
Colleagues?
Yes, my colleagues. They
think that I am really bad
at what I do. They want
me to just quit.

Your
COLLEAGUES
?

So this is about
them to. You don’t
feel you are
talented enough?

Sometimes I
feel like that.
But they keep
on telling me
that I am bad. I
feel like they
might be right if
they are telling
me this
constantly.

I Had To Ask It Twice

So they are still in school like you are and
you choose to take their word over yours?
About your own dang personal singing?

Here is
some
advice.

(BEEP) your
colleagues.

Yes Yeah Yes Yeah I
guess I do.

What?

They do not know more than I do. You know what?
You MAY be onto something. My colleagues have
not had anymore education than I have had?

And do they go out there to sing????
To try their stuff out????

Then you have that
over them. Then you
have that over them.

No… … … … … …

So you will take care
of my situation? So
you will do something
about this?
I’ll take
care of
you… I
promise.

Don’t Know Why I Said That Twice

I jumped from the building and ran down the road back around the buildings and
to my place so he wouldn’t see me.

Thank you Sir.
Thank you Sir..!!

He cried off into the rain.

Hi? Dwight? Yeah, It’s Me, Lady. We
Need To Meet Up. What Are You
Doing Tomorrow Night??

To Be Continued

The Impactor Issue 15

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