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__**The Galactic Adventures of Kryptacronaconalite**__

Jimmy let out a deep sigh and pushed his thick glasses onto his face. The teacher was lecturing about the Old Planet again, and it was not like he hadn’t heard this story before. Jimmy had heard hundreds of times about how the human race had destroyed Earth with their nuclear warfare, and wasn’t about to listen to another round of manipulated human history. So, he ran a hand through his short spiky hair and put his head on the desk. School was always like this for Jimmy. He wasn’t exactly normal, and did not exactly have friends. But then again no one knew who the real Jimmy was. Inside school he was just a regular nerd with flaming red hair, thick circular-glasses, a short and slender frame, and a bad case of pimples to top it all off. But, what went on in school didn’t exactly concern Jimmy too much. People could call him a nerd, and bully him all day, but that didn’t stop him from being who he really was: a Super Hero.

“And when the Earth’s population had been depleted to a few thousand, the NASA crew boarded certain individuals and went in search of a new home……..” the teacher continued to rant, and Jimmy still continued to not listen. He never listened. Instead he thought or dreamed about things. Today, he was in a depressed mood, and continued to think of his family. When he was younger, his family was violently murdered. His family obtained superhuman abilities as well, and Jimmy guessed that they were killed because of these abilities. All that Jimmy could remember about his parent’s death was seeing a streak of metal across the sky. The next morning his parents were gone, and according to Super Hero code, he could do nothing about it. The Super Hero code strictly forbade him from going to the authorities and reporting their innocence. For in doing that he'd have to confess his powers. All he could do was to continue to fight crime with even more aggression.

The bell rang and Jimmy half-heartedly rose from his seat. Feeling himself being pushed he walked through the overcrowded hallways and towards his locker. He grabbed his bag, and left the school in a hurry. He fired up his jet pack and was soon speeding over the metropolis of Kryptacronaconalite. The city was supposed to be a monument to the Old Planet’s New York City, but all Jimmy had ever known was this one. It was huge, with skyscrapers stretching to the two suns and hover cars zooming through the air. Jim pushed the gas on his jet pack like all the other students around him and started making his way home. Just then he noticed a streak of silver and gray going across the sky.

Jimmy didn't really bother about that streak to much, and quickly pushed it to the back of his mind. He had another typical bad day at school. He just wanted to go home and relax. The normal thirteen year old school wasn't much of a concern to little Jim. It didn't really phase him, as everyday he had the same routine and just went through the motions. Now, one thing that really urked Jimmy was villains and bullies. Nothing got under his skin more then some stuck up kid thinking that he or even sometimes she was better then everyone else. Villains, now that's another story. Jimmy had the uncanny ability to deal with villains, because he was blessed with something that most kids are not. He was a kid living two lives. Dork by day, Super hero by night.

As Jimmy lay in bed that night looking back on his day, he thought about how unusual the streak through the sky was. He had even thought twice about it earlier, he had forgotten, he had super hero vision. The streak would have been moving at an extreme speed for him not to see it. The idea of a villain bothered him until he fell asleep.

The next morning he was on his way to school, when the streak appeared again. Jimmy tried to not think about it, him already being late to school twice this week for investigating suspicious events. However there was something strange about this one. He had a certain feeling that he had felt many times before. So he eased into the throttle on his jet pack and began soaring high into the sky chasing after the silver streak. He was catching it! It felt like forever as he sped after the streak, but when he finally got there it was a sight he had always been horrified of. His arch nemesis the Raging Robot! Jimmy darted in the opposite direction hoping the Robot would not have seen him. He got away and was almost to school when he discovered the Robot was following him. And Jimmy without his super hero weapons and belt was in trouble. He was going to be in trouble if this thing caught him again.

Jimmy had seen and fought the Raging Robot once before, but there was something strangely familiar about it. Maybe the robot had something to do with the disappearance of his parents? The thought of this enraged Jim beyond his comprehension, but the Robot was a true villain. The thing was virtually indestructible, and Jimmy hadn't been able to come up with a way to defeat it yet. Throwing his jet pack into full throttle he zoomed towards the city's surface. His face grew wet from the cloud's condensation and his glasses started to fog. He couldn't see a thing. Jimmy chanced a look over his shoulder and was blindsided by an alarmingly excruciating pain in his back. Everything went black, and he knew no more.

Jimmy's vision came back blurry, and a bright light blinded him at first. He groaned, and put a hand to his face. When he looked down there was a trickle of blood running through his palm.

"Great." Jimmy sighed voraciously, and pushed himself up. The same excruciating pain in his back exploded into him again, and he collapsed once more. With a stretch and an examination of his back, he was on his feet. His vision finally returning, Jimmy gazed around at his surroundings, and was dumbfounded.

"Where am I?" He gasped, and turned around full circle. He was in a city of ruins, and for some reason, only one sun stared down at him. The buildings looked as if a monster had torn through them, some were just empty spaces with wires and pipes filling them. The roads were cracked and faded. And there was no movement anywhere. It looked deserted. Deserted and destroyed.

"No way." He said as a sudden realization came to him. This looked just like the pictures in his History book. This looked exactly like the Old Planet. Or as his teacher had called it: Planet Earth.

Jimmy gazed around at his surroundings and began to take them in. He was definitely in the remnants of a city, one that looked eerily like Kryptacronaconalite. Maybe this was the famous New York City, the place that Jimmy had studied in school? But how did he get here? All he could remember was the robot, and that he was falling. “This is too weird.” Jim exclaimed as he took a few steps forward and continued to look around. He suddenly remembered his jet pack, and examined the contraption strapped to his back. Luckily, the thing still worked, and he had a means of transportation. Maybe the robot put him here? Whatever, it didn’t matter now; he could deal with that menace when he returned home. As he soared across the ruined city, Jimmy looked for signs of life, but nothing stirred. But what was the point? Humans had evacuated this place hundreds of years ago, and he was sure there was nothing left. Just when he was about to give up hope, Jim flew over a strange forest section of the city. At least, he thought it was a forest, all he could see was a giant mass of green, stretching for a few miles. Just past the entrance of the forest, Jimmy could see a light, slowly moving. He soared down to ground level and gazed up at the sign which read Central Park. Jimmy was afraid of losing the light, so he ran into the forest, following it. He chased it and chased it. But, it didn’t seem to becoming any closer. The light was bright, so Jimmy knew he wasn’t hallucinating. He was becoming tired, and was now deep in the forest, so there was no turning back. He put on a dead sprint and bolted towards the light source. He was coming closer and closer to it, and with a final effort he left his feet and tackled the light source. “Ahhhhhhhhhh.” Moaned the strange light source as it bounced off the ground. Jimmy sprang to his feet, and moved within eye level to the light which turned out to be a lantern carried by a decrepit old man. Well, Jimmy thought it was a man. The thing was so old; all Jim could discern from the light was wrinkles and a hunchbacked frame. It must have been an old man, but Jim never knew. “Who are you?” Said Jimmy, panting, eerily aware of what was in front of him. The thing walked towards him with his stooped form and looked piercingly into Jimmy’s eyes. It was bald, with a big crooked nose and eyes of two different colors, it smelled awful, and Jim took a cautious step back. “JIMMY, BE CAREFUL” Said the thing with a raspy voice. “W-w-what do you mean?” He stuttered. “TO RETURN HOME YOU MUST FIND THE LADY IN THE SKY.” It sputtered. “YOU MUST IGNITE HER TORCH” Said the thing, and started to walk away. It walked in shuffled steps, and into the darkness. “Wait, I have to do what?” yelled Jim, but it was too late. The thing just looked over its shoulder and gave him a toothless smile. Then he was gone. “Alright, find the lady in the sky and light up her torch.” Jim said to himself. That couldn’t be too hard, he thought jokingly as he zoomed over the forest once again. This was already weird and Jim expected it to start getting ever weirder. Jim could see some sort of ocean coming into view now, and figured he might as well give it a shot and check it for any “lady’s in the sky”. The thought of ever finding one of them seemed really unlikely to Jimmy, but he wasn’t about to give up hope. Speeding towards the ocean, he noticed something in the distance. Blinking to clear his vision, he looked again. It was cloudy outside, but there was no mistaking the towering shape of a figure out in the water. Soon enough, he came into view with a towering greenish statue of a lady, clad in robes, carrying a book in one hand, and a torch in the other. "Well, that wasn't as hard as I thought." Jim said to himself as he closed in on the statue.

He had one mission to complete, and his mind was set on it. If he could reach the top of this well designed statue he would execute his plans and meet his goals. Little Jim, scaled the big creature. It was very windy so his jet pack would not help him out in this situation. The only solution was to climb it. Mad because technology failed him in this instance he climbed up the nicks in this old figure. Minutes seemed like hours. Every foot seemed like a thousand yards. Would he ever get to the top? Could he ignite the flame? These were all questions Jimmy would have to provide answers to, but it wouldn't be by words, only his actions mattered now. After hours of scaling, climbing, and holding on for dear life Jimmy stood next to the torch. He found his emergency flair, in his jet pack compartment. He struck it with his last match and the statue transformed into in immortal space ship. Inside was Will Smith and he directed him back to the confinements of Kryptacronaconalite. Whether people could see behind the thick glasses and pimples or not, Jimmy was a true hero. As Jim blasted back to his home planet. Thoughts flew through his mind, he had to defeat the robot. He had to save his planet. Jim then remembered the robot had one HUGE weakness. His on, off switch. All though the robot was strong Jim was smart he could find a way to get to the switch and defeat the robot.

Finally, the statue ship landed back on Kryptacronaconalite. Jim raced back to the center of town on his jet pack and when he arrived it was the sight he was expecting to see. The robot had already started to destroy the town so he had to act fast. He thrusted his jet pack and flew for the back of the evil robot. He was getting so close when the robot turned and hit him throwing him to the ground. He scampered to his feet. This time he was going to have to take a smarter aproach. Jim decided to use something the robot did not have, flexibility. So carefully he crept towards the alert robot. He then made his move. He flew in a large circle, aimed towards the middle of his chest and made contact with it. He hovered very close to the robot where he could not bend his arms to reach him and when the chance presented itself he streched his arm in hopes of hitting the switch...

He grabbed it! He throw the switch to the off postion and the robot sputtered to a stop. He had defeated the robot, he had saved the town. Everyone appluded Jim had now been seen as not just a nerdy teenager with glasses and pimples, but a hero.

Jim was honored for days on Krytacronaconalite. He felt he had served his planet a great duty and was being awarded for it. Although Jim never did know the name of the planet he had been to for sure, everyday in history class made the city seem to be more and more like New York City.