Corporate Man is called in to investigate reports of vile, unethical business practices at Great American Business Company. What he finds there just might destroy him (except we all know the ending to The Tragic Death of Corporate Man so it should be fairly obvious that it can't really destroy him, though it can come close).
Enslaved by the Bonus Whores is an all new Corporate Man Adventure Serial. Chapters will post every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday.
Monday, April 22, 2013
The portfolio shield emanating from the smart phone crackled and hissed as The Crash pushed against it. Senior Executive was losing ground. The force of the financial disaster’s onslaught pushed him back toward the end of the pathway; the edge of the ledge.
Corporate Man signaled, gesturing toward the drop off, indicating that they should leap to the side where the path-maze forked at a T-shaped junction and that this action would result in the blinded Crash falling into the trench.
It didn’t work.
Somehow The Crash knew, as if the shape of the maze was a part of it and the thing turned when the two men made their leap, as though it could see them.
“We’ve got a problem,” said
“I see that. How can it anticipate the shape of the maze?” said Senior Executive.
“That’s not what I meant,” Corporate Man said, shifting Commander Credit’s body onto one shoulder. “I think we chose the wrong path back there. This lane dead ends in another hundred feet.”
The Crash surged forward, spurred on by Corporate Man’s words.
erupted from the smart phone shield.
“It’s reaching Depression levels,” shouted
“You got any tricks left?” Corporate Man.
“Not many. We may have to sacrifice Credit,” said Senior Executive, straining to hold his position on the shield as blue sparks rocketed past his face.
“That’s not an option,” Corporate Man said. His foot teetered on the drop off. The Crash continued to push. Senior Executive skidded backwards and into Corporate Man and they nearly toppled.
“Enough!” a voice rang out.
The Crash hesitated, lifting its head in an effort to locate the voice.
A flash of gold and silver streaked over Corporate Man’s head and a silvery flash exploded at The Crash’s temple. The giant stumbled back and a golden explosion burst under its chin sending it sprawling across the top of the ledge.
Franklin Buck stood atop the maze. His fists glowing. One gold and one silver. He glanced back at Corporate Man and Senior Executive, cocked a smile, and then advanced on The Crash.
“I’m here, you monster. I’m Franklin Buck, the One Hundred Dollar Man and I wield the power of the Gold and Silver Standards.”
The Crash twisted onto its feet and charged, howling, milky eyes wild.
crouched and rammed a silver punch up into The Crash’s groin. Then he jumped and delivered a golden hammer
blow, knocking The Crash backward. A
flurry of alternating punches, silver gold, silver gold, fired like pistons
into the staggering behemoth. Gold
across its massive jaw, then silver to the sternum. Gold snapping the bridge of its nose.
The Crash dropped to its knees and
chopped, silver and gold, on the sides of its neck. He reached back for one final golden blow and
punched with all his might. With all the
Gold Standard could bear.
His fist slammed into The Crash’s open palm.
The Crash growled, its hand clamped around
golden fist like a bear trap. Franklin
screamed as The Crash stood. It hoisted
him off the ground. Golden light flared
between the monster’s fingers.