H put the final touches on his creation. His thing. His legacy. He will save people. He finished the microchip’s design and went out to find his bike.
He went to the library to use the computer. He made a rigging for the unusual chip and plugged it in. He finished the code and unplugged it, then rode home. He put it in, and it was beautiful, more so than even that cute girl down the road. H shook his head. “No time to think about that” he said to himself. It was a bronze gear with a black strap. It had a golden “H” in the middle. He put the contraption on his chest, and the black strap shot out around him. He pressed down on the “H” and bronze armor came onto his body. He pressed a button in between his collarbones. A matching helmet came over his head and masked his face. “IT WORKS, IT REALLY WORKS!” H exclaimed happily.
