Short Story - The Hurricane Master

Aren is a tall twelve socio-economic class old, who is funny, kind, respectful, curious, smart, and has black hair. Aren has an eighteen socio-economic class sidekick, Mohammadi, he can pilot and he has a frost power. He usually helps his pal to fight against villains, such as Avatar, Plankton, the Joker, the hurricane master and Lex Luther. Aren lives in Gotham city with Mohammadi in a admit built with an extra-terrestrial material. His house has an secret lair that has a lab, which is employ for designing weapons and armor to nail villains.\n whiz day, Aren went for a walk, he saw that the water driveway was abnormal. The wind started to get stronger as the sky got darker, and voices came from boats and planes. Aren, give us your last lecture! exhibit us your last words! screeched the voices of the minion gang. Last words? What is possibility? Aren thought to himself. The hero fainted, he was captured, and they sent him to the minions hideout. The minion took his power s external while he was sleeping. One hour later, he woke up and heard a familiar voice that said non so strong now, argon you? Aren wanted to punch the mortal who spoke and run away, nevertheless and so he realised that he could not move, he was attached to a chain.\nAren had a flashback about the first sequence he was captured and chained. He had an undetectable device, like a GPS, his exceed friend, Mohammad, would receive a nitty-gritty that would tell him the location whither Aren was. The low teenager was electrocuted, so his consistence shook, the tracker device that was on his rap fell and became visible to the Hurricane reign and the minion gang. The hurricane master shouted to the minions, lease this junk to me! The gang of minions replied as a group, We are on it, we are on it, and we are on it. The minions grabbed the device, fought for it, but then gave it to their boss. Well, well, what do we have here? said the Hurricane master. The Hurricane Master wa s angry, and he pressed the button that would ele...