Gotham City. A dark, menacing place where nobody wants to be caught outside after dark. Crooks and Robbers roam the streets the second night falls. No man, woman, or child is safe when the darkness strikes. Gangs and mafias rule the city, and members are seen on every street corner and in every alleyway. Indoors is the safest place to be. That's where most people seem to resort to, except for four young adults at only 14 years of age. Their names? Jack Rector, Ethan Thomas, Logan Gutierrez, and Johnny Karate. This daring bunch of adolescents did whatever they pleased, no matter the risk. Thatś exactly what got them into this mess.
It was a normal Friday afternoon. Well, as normal as it can get in the most dangerous city in the U.S. Summer had just begun, …show more content…
Except, everyone seemed to have disappeared! This was the first thing Johnny had noticed whilst he and his friends strolled down Clark Kent Ave. on this fine day. They had been walking for nearly an hour, and they had yet to notice any passerby's on the streets of the normally overactive city. As they continued on their stroll, they spotted the first sign of life in the Tipton hotel. Mr. Mosbey was peeking through the doors in the front, as if hiding from something. Or something. As soon as he recognized them, Mr. Mosbey hustled outside to meet with the four boys. “Boys! What are you doing out here on the streets! It's dangerous to be outside now, even during the day!” he explained to the teens, with a sense of urgency in his voice. Logan stepped forward. “Mr. Mosbey, what are you talking about? And where is everyone?” He questioned the
It was a normal Friday afternoon. Well, as normal as it can get in the most dangerous city in the U.S. Summer had just begun, …show more content…
Except, everyone seemed to have disappeared! This was the first thing Johnny had noticed whilst he and his friends strolled down Clark Kent Ave. on this fine day. They had been walking for nearly an hour, and they had yet to notice any passerby's on the streets of the normally overactive city. As they continued on their stroll, they spotted the first sign of life in the Tipton hotel. Mr. Mosbey was peeking through the doors in the front, as if hiding from something. Or something. As soon as he recognized them, Mr. Mosbey hustled outside to meet with the four boys. “Boys! What are you doing out here on the streets! It's dangerous to be outside now, even during the day!” he explained to the teens, with a sense of urgency in his voice. Logan stepped forward. “Mr. Mosbey, what are you talking about? And where is everyone?” He questioned the