All The Good Names Were Taken

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Paragon Avenger:
He liked to think of himself as the Paragon City Avenger. He battled crime, stopped purse snatchings, foiled bank robberies, and helped little old ladies cross the street. He was completely unprepared for what was about to happen.

It was a day like any other day in Atlas Park. The sun was shining, the Longbow were getting their pictures taken for the newspaper---again, traffic was moving along as if on pre-planned routes and the Hellions were up to no good. He noticed a couple of them surrounding a woman while their buddy played tug-a-war with the woman using her purse.

Instantly he sprang into action, he threw down some caltrops to slow their movement. He fired his trusty rifle sending a shot right on target to the Hellions chest. While waiting for the weapon to reload, he threw a knife at that same Hellion and down he went. The woman fightened by the thugs ran away; her purse just seemed to vanish.

The 2 other Hellions were not at all happy with our hero, not at all. One of them fired his gun at our hero doing major damage. He pulled out his first-aid kit and bandaged the wound quickly, but well enough to slow the bleeding. He fired his gun and threw more caltrops at the advancing Hellions. He used his throwing knife again and could tell that he was going to win this fight. The second Hellion continued to run through the caltrops. His slow-motion running looked funny, but nobody was laughing.

The other Hellion fired his gun a second time, but missed. Our hero was very grateful for that bit of luck. Although he didn't have time for thanksgiving. As soon as his gun was ready, he fired and dropped the Hellion Gunner. The last remaining Hellion made it through the caltrops and using his baseball bat struck a near lethal blow to our interpid hero. Our hero threw his knife at the attacker and fired his gun again. The Hellion Slugger hit the pavement.

In a Schadenfreudic display of joy he leaped into the air and he beamed with a white glow. He felt very good, his wounds healed. He has always been a fast healer. One time when he was only 12 years old, his kid brother threw a dart at him and it stuck in the middle of his chest. He was about to tattle on his annoying sibling when the dart popped out, by itself, and the wound rapidly started to mend.

He felt like he needed some guidance or training to become more effective. He looked up the street and saw Ms. Liberty standing there. He had heard about her. She is Statesman granddaughter and a pretty good heroine in her own right. He thought that she might help him, if he asked her in a nice way.

"Hey you! I saw what you did." An angry voice said.
"What?" He said in shock. turning around he saw one of the Longbow.
"Let me see your ID." The Longbow demanded.
He pulled out his Library card.
"No!"
"I don't know what you want." he said wondering why this Longbow wasn't some place getting his picture taken instead of hassling him.
"Your Superhero ID. Come with me." The Longbow insisted.

The pair went into City Hall and met with the City Representative.
"This guy has been practicing without being registered." The Longbow snitched.
"Hey, I didn't know." He said.
"Name?" The Representative asked.
"My friends call me Trey." he replied.

The city representative looked up and glared at him asking, "Do I look like your friend?"
"Well, I'll leave you two to it." the Longbow said as he walked away.
"My name is Edward Davis III." he confessed.
"Ok, that superhero name sounds weird, let me check ... it is available." The Representative informed typing the name into the Hero Generator and Uniform Registration Databank, or H-GAURD for short.
"Oh, my superhero name. How about Captain Paragon." He asked.
Hitting the backspace key several times and grunting, the City Representative said, "I'll check ... nope, taken." There was a slight hint of glee in her voice that seemed to suggest that it serves you right.
"I had my heart set on that name, is there anything you can do?" he asked disappointed.

"Well you could go out and find Captain Paragon and demand that he change his name. Let's see, oh yes, he's on Peregrine Island. I'm sure he will give up the name he has been known as for several batttles and task forces for you." The Representative replied.
"Ok, ok, no need to get sarcastic." he remarked.
"Let's get back to your hero name in a bit. What are your powers?" She asked.
"I have a rifle that reloads using my willpower." he started.
"So you're a willpower tanker." She interrupted not paying attention.
"No, I blast things. And I have these nifty devices." he corrected her.

"Ok, blaster, Assualt Rifle and Devices. What's your origin?" She asked.
"Tech." He said beaming.
"Technology, and of course hero alignment. Do you have a battlecry?" She asked.
"<Expletive redacted> is usually the only thing a yell before going into battle." He blurted out.
"Watch your language." She scolded.
"Sorry." He apologized.

"That gives me an idea. No, it wouldn't work. Well let's see." She debated out loud and typed into the H-GAURD.
"What?" He laughed at her thinking out loud.
"Ha, it's available." She said proudly.
Peering around the screen to look at what she had typed. "No way! That's lame." He protested.
"Do you have a better suggestion." She asked confidently.
"Well not at the moment." He said rubbing his chin.
"Well let me see." She reached down to the keyboard to bring up a random name generator program just as he sneezed and bumped her arm.

A look of horror came over her face as she put her hands to either side of her head.
"What just happened?" He asked fearing the answer.
"You made me hit the 'Submit' button." She gasped.
"Well, so."
"Your data has been sent to the H-GAURD and is now permently stored. You are registered." She explained.
"And my name is .." He said with dread.
"Expletive Man." She interrupted.

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