• The Hero Commander

Ethan stood there unfazed as the car sped towards him, everyone watched it with wide eyes. The tyres screeched and the smell of burning rubber filled the air.

The car came to a harsh stop just a few inches away from Ethan. It had tinted glasses and everybody began to wonder who had such audacity to try to almost run over the legion commander.

A man came down from the car, it was Mr Vincent Rogers. Vincent removed his glasses and looked at Ethan.

“Good day to you legion commander,” he greeted, his voice carrying some sarcasm.

“Do you care to explain why you're driving on the streets like a teenager who just got his first car?”

Vincent clenched his jaw, the vein on his head throbbing as he became vexed.

“Only if you explain why you're stopping the police from doing their job and getting these protesters out of my factory so that production can continue.”

Ethan turned his head and looked around. “I don't see anybody inside your factory, or do you own the streets now?”

“Don't pretend