Liam Kane

In a world of heroes and villains, people of powers big and small, there are many stories that could be told. Many stories that can be shared from many viewpoints. This is not a story of a hero. This is the story of a man who can’t take life as it is, who can’t stand being pushed around, who wants to take life into his own hands. This is his chronicle, the story of The Gruesome Shield.

Liam Kane woke up to the jarring sound of his alarm clock. He was exhausted, mentally and physically, from all the stress school had put on him. He was in his last days of his senior year, just a couple of weeks before graduation. The only reprice he’s had from the stress this year was his eighteenth birthday that had just passed last month.

“Liam! Make sure you wake up!” He heard his mother yelling from down stairs.

He wiped the exhaustion from his face as he got out of bed and began to head down stairs. He walked down the flight of stairs that led to the attic, his hideaway place, and headed towards the shower. He made his way to the bathroom and opened the door.

“Woah! Woah! Woah! I’m in here fuck-tard!” His sister screamed as he slightly pushed the door open.

Unfortunately he could see his sister’s body in the mirror, her luscious curves, which accentuated her hips, her full breasts, and her soft and delicate looking olive skin. She had brown hair that was still wet from her shower that trailed down her breasts to cover her areolas. Her face was cute and beautiful, more beautiful than cute, and her eyes seemed to be an enthralling, brilliant green. As he admired her eyes he realized he had locked eyes with her.

“Ew you creep, stop fucking perving out.” She screamed as she slammed the door shut.

“Be nice to your brother.” He could hear his mom shout from the kitchen.

He stood outside the bathroom door for about ten minutes before finally the door opened. As he was met with the lightly dressed visage of his sister he felt immense pressure pushing on his eyes.

“Agh! It was an accident I swear!” Liam cried in pain covering his eyes, it had felt like someone pressed their thumbs into them.

“If I ever catch you peeping on me again I’ll fucking pop them.” His sister said hushly before pushing past him to her room.

Liam used to be close with his older sister when he was young. They used to go out and play at the local park together or adventure around the city, although they had been often warned not to. They used to go everywhere hand in hand and do everything together. It wasn’t until his sister graduated last year that she started to be outright nasty to him. Although they’re a year apart they were almost like twins, they had been born a year apart on the same day.

Liam cleared his head as he stepped underneath the cold water, it felt refreshing on his skin although he barely feel it at all. He look down at himself and sighed. He was around five foot ten inches, definitely one of the smaller guys in his class. He felt sad, he had been a member of a gym in his area for about half a year and he hadn’t seen much muscle growth. He had a lean physique with barely visible muscle. He had long dark blonde hair on his head that swooped into curls when unbrushed. He had light blue eyes and ghostly skin that made almost all other colors on him pop-out.

Against his will his mind floated back to his sister’s body. Feeling his hardening dick rise he decided to take care of it before he stepped out. Taking it in his hand he took care of his problem. ‘Well’ he thought to himself, ‘no matter their insults of shrimp dick doesn't work against me.’ He released his girthy, ten inch cock as it was spent and returned to being flaccid.

He got dressed and headed to the kitchen, where he could smell food being cooked.

Inside was his sister sitting at the table eating a bowl of some kind of “All Organic”, “**** Free”, and “Humanly Farmed” mush. It looked like someone took every breakfast item and blended them together, it was some new thing his sister was trying.

“One egg or two?” His mom surprised him as she stood, hovering over his shoulder.

She was in her late forties and not doing bad. She had beautiful brunette hair that she had tied into a bun. She had emerald eyes and a full body figure. She was plush looking and had large breasts, fitting for a woman who had birthed two children. She had smooth skin and full looking lips.

The answer to her question brought him out of his stupor. “Uhh… two please.” He croaked, feeling a bit of life returning to his crotch.

He quickly sat down adjacent to his sister who swiftly kicked his shin. Something that didn’t hurt him but he knew had happened. Luckily for a guy that got beat up often his power had been “Extraordinary Durability”, it was classified as a minor-survival power. He can’t feel any pain and can’t get a scratch or cut on his skin. Although he did reveal to his sister when he was young his weakness. It seems like his power is skin deep and although his eye-lids didn’t bother him he still felt his eyes. His sister had always used this to hurt him with her power, “Pushing ****”. It allowed her to apply a varied pushing **** onto things from afar, it was classified as minor-psychokinesis. Although that was when she was a kid, she had her second evaluation coming up so she would probably be moved up.

His mom worked swiftly at the stove making egg, toast, and sausage. She looked up at the clock beside the stove and sighed, “I didn’t realize the time, I’m going to be late.” She turned to her daughter, “Audrey Kain, if you don’t get your butt moving you’ll be late for your classes, I didn’t pay for your college education for nothing.” She reached a hand to the stove and a wave of almost visible heat washed over the sausage cooking it fully. Placing everything on a plate and setting it infront if him she leaned over and kissed his cheek, “Have a wonderful day at school hun.”

His mom had already left for work and his sister was getting prepared to drive to her first class. Liam approached his sister hopeful “Hey I know you gotta have the car for college, but could you drop me off first?” She scoffed at him. “In your dreams, take the bus dork.”, and she was off.

Liam watched the school bus pull up. Saint’s City was plastered on the side of it in beat up letters. As he stepped inside of the bus, the old driver didn’t give him a chance to sit down, or for the door to close all the way before he started driving. Liam started walking down the isles looking for a place to sit when he spotted an empty seat in the very back. Making his way to it he felt his legs come up from under him falling down face first. Looking up he saw Garry, stereotypical football star and roid user. He had used his power “Float” to make Liam’s feet come up from under him.

“Mornin’ Garry” Liam said, a bit tired of the same routine.

“Morning shrimp dick” Garry let out a huge laugh while elbowed one of his goons to join in with him.

‘Doesn't count’ Liam thought to himself, silently feeling smug. The old bus driver had seen the incident but didn’t say anything about it, a common occurrence by now.

Waiting to be the last one off the bus Liam made sure to bolt through the front gate to get within the local security officers sight line. As soon as he arrived at Saint’s City West High’s front door he made sure to fast walk past anyone who would try to stop him. All he wanted to do was grab his books and quickly get onto class.

Reaching his locker he realized the importance of shrimp dick today. His locker had been decorated with raw shrimp. It was covered in it and there seemed to be one hanging out of the vent slit in the door. No doubt he would find more inside based on how strong the smell was. As he opened his locker to grab his text books, which were lightly soaked in shrimp, he heard someone approach from the other side of his locker door.

Hey, sorry if this was poorly written or not as exciting as anyone was hoping, I mainly wrote this due to how bare the male page was. I’m gonna try to write on this branch (but I’m usually busy with work), if anyone feels like it, feel free to branch off with your own story. Make sure to like the original page to make sure it gets the attention it deserves.