Ian Fistman - Chapter Two

When the construction of the Glove was completed, there had been questions by the media about a potential apoclypse that could occur if it was used. Ian responded by punching the camera lens with an Electronic Ring he was wearing, which caused the Cameraman to Die of Explosion. Poor sod. He then went back to his Headquarters to bask in his awesome plan. He felt awesome. He was awesome. Or so he thought...

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The alarm buzzed like a manic woodpecker. It was ten to five in the morning. Ian got out of bed and had a shower. Then he went to prepare breakfast. Mmm, Eggs. Hatched, his favourite! He ate it quickly and drank some Pig's blood alongside it. He then watched TV for half an hour, to see if the Media were bitching about him again. They were. He then phoned his HQ to order another Strike on the News services. He then got in his tank and drove to the HQ.

When he got there, everyone was busy. So they should be, as the Glove is launched in an hour from now. He then drove through a wall to check up on the progress. Things we're going as planned, so he approved and went to check on the rest of his minions. In 57 minutes, the World will see how Awesome he really is.

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Five minutes to go. Five minutes until the Glove is launched. Five minutes
until glory neverending. Ian was waiting for the launch of the glove, while
final checks were undertaken. "All clear, Sir Fistman!" said the overeager
Scientist #6. Ian nodded, then went over to the Glove docking port. "WAIT,
SIR!" yelled Scientist #2. "We've found a major fault! Sneaky little bastard
too, was hidden from out first and second checks! We need to repair the
glove, Sir. I'm sorry, we have to postpone the launch". "Like hell we are!"
said Ian, as he kicked the Scientist in the Head, and walked into the Door.

Ian then slams some buttons on the panel near the chair. "LAUNCH
SEQUENCE IN 30 SECONDS" said the monotone Robot Voice. "Sir! I
highly recommend that you stop this launch! It's too dangerous!" said
Scientist #1. "Dangerous is my middle name." said Ian. "I thought it was
Aaron?" asked the confused Scientist. Ian throws him out of the Glove and
closed the door. "LAUNCH IN FIVE SECONDS" said the Voice of the
Launch, as Ian sits down and awaits Space.

The ground beneath the Glove explodes more then expected, and
Launches the Glove into orbit in a matter of seconds. It leaves the
atmosphere, though not before cutting through a Plane on the way. It
escapes the Earth, bound for the Moon on a mission of Violent, Glorified
Awesome.

It reached the moon within Twenty minutes, and started an orbit around it.
The light in the cockpit is flickering, and the console panel is sparking
slightly. Ian updates his status on MyFaceTwitTube, thanks to a good signal
on his MegaPhone, "Gonna Punch the Moon. Good for a laugh, I guess".
He checks to make sure that the Probe Digger Machine thing is on the
Moon Surface. Then, he presses the button to Lauch himself and the Glove
at the Moon. Five...Four...Three...Two...ONE!