“Breaking news… an unnamed organization has infiltrated the port, halting commerce in the area, and its effect is spreading throughout the states. They have stated this is only the beginning and that they plan to infiltrate all ports in the U.S. to completely shut down the flow of commerce. Panic is ensuing as citizens are distressed over the situation and their lack of ability to get the newest gadgets. The government is trying to figure out a plan for the best way to handle the situation, but until now nothing has been decided…” The mild mannered man turns off the TV and starts walking towards his closet. With the confidence only found in a superhero he exclaims “This is definitely a job for SW Man!”
SW Man pulls out his costume from the hidden panel in the back of his closet and begins to dress for action. First he pulls on his green tights and white body armor, he then attaches the green cape of interwoven gloves that he painstakingly assembled together. He fastens his trusty utility belt filled with gloves around his waist, slides on his gray army boots and pulls his white cowl over his head. He admires in the mirror the green gloves that extend off his head appearing to look like wings. These are nothing but a cosmetic accessory, but he found them to be too cool not to have. Lastly, he attaches his silver shield to his shoulder with the impressive SW logo emblazoned on it to strike fear in the hearts of evildoers. “Time to have a little fun” he says with a smirk and he bolts out the door to do what he does best.
SW Man leaves his trusty vehicle in a remote spot far enough away from the port as not to be seen on approach. The closer he gets to the compound the more he realizes that infiltration will be a bit more difficult than he had originally thought. He spots guards on the roofs scanning the area, spotlights search the perimeter for movement and guards patrolling the grounds. “I think I am going to need to use my VIOLEnT Blue X5 gloves for a stealthy approach.” SW Man slips on his gloves and the dark cobalt blue transforms his costume entirely to the dark cobalt blue color of the gloves making him nearly undetectable in the darkness.
SW Man begins ducking and dodging to avoid the illumination of the spotlights and guards alike and proceeds up the ladder situated on the side of the warehouse in the center of all the trouble. With a noiseless approach to the men watching from the roofs, he stealthily incapacitates them before they even realize what hit them. Now he can enter the facility unimpeded, but how? A quick scan of the now clear rooftop reveals to SW Man a skylight to be his best entrance point. With a crash SW Man plummets to the ground amidst the broken glass of the skylight and lands on his feet with the agility of a cat. Proud of his entrance SW Man exclaims with much gusto “It is time for this nonsense to be put to an end! Now we can do this the easy way or the hard way. The choice is yours.”
For a few seconds there is nothing but silence as the henchmen look at the costumed hero with disbelief, but soon the silence is broken by the laughter that commences from the group as they can’t believe one man could be so crazy. Quickly SW Man reaches into his trusty utility belt and pulls free a pair of VIOLEnt Blue S6 gloves and pulls them easily over his hands and instantly he feels a surge of energy coursing through his body. “Nothing like an amazing pair of industrial gloves to throw down with some meatheads. It is VIOLEnT Blue Fists of Fury time!!!”
As if on cue, a group of thugs race towards SW Man with sinister intentions. Fists begin flashing through the air, grunts are uttered and bodies begin flying in the direction from which they came. As quickly as the ruckus ensued it ends with the bodies of the thugs strewn across the warehouse, hanging off shelves, and laying on splintered crates. “Is that all you got?!” screamed the SW Man with his typical bravado.
At this point the guards watching the entrance doors to the warehouse barge in to see what all the commotion is about, only to see their compatriots unconscious throughout the warehouse, and a man wearing a cape standing proudly in the midst of the wreckage. “Don’t go near him! Just use your guns and be done with him!” hollered one of the brighter thugs.
The warehouse was bombarded with the sounds of gunfire as the group aimed to turn the hero to Swiss cheese. SW Man pulls his silver shield from his shoulder and stands behind it. To his adversaries it appears to expand as he it uses it to defend himself, but that couldn’t be the case… SW Man proceeds to charge one of the nearby assailants and bash him with his shield all the while deflecting the bullets that were still coming. Within minutes SW Man had dispatched each of the gun-wielding thugs and he was quite proud of his handy work. “Once again SW Gloves have saved the day.”
“Not so fast itty bitty man!” became a bellowing voice from out of nowhere that sounded like it could only come from the depths of a mountain. A giant of a man approached from the shadows. His approach revealed an ominous sized human being to SW MAN, and SW Man isn’t a small man by any means. “Finally I get a chance to have a little fun” rumbled the brute with a large grin.
Has SW Man finally met his match? Has he bitten off more than he can chew? Check in next time to see if our hero can survive this encounter…
Disclaimer: This story is for entertainment purposes. In no way will SW Brand Gloves give you super powers, but after you use them you may feel as though they do.