Superman is no more US citizen??

Superman renounce his citizenship in recent plot. Now he is nation less but really, does he really care at first?

By the way, don’t forget that he is still an alien that came from other planet.

But will this plot be as shocking as the 90an plot where SUPERMAN is DEAD?

Shot Gun

A loaded shot gun.
A man was walking along a busy street.
The street was crowded with people.
Busy people in a busy life.
They rushed from one place to another place.
They never stop or slow their steps.
The mood of the man was terrible.
He had a very bad day.
He just got fired by his company that he had served for forty years and he just a few days before retirement.
Reason of being fired?
Didn't achieve company's KPI for the first month.
That was the reason they gave him.
Forty years of services cannot overcome one month performance.
He was ordered to pack his stuff and leave the office.
On his way out, he felt that there were a young lady that was sitting at his old desk.
She was guided by his manager, his ex manager.
Then, when he went home early, he saw a letter in the kitchen.
His wife already left him.
With his neighbor.
He felt so depressed in the house.
So he decided to take a walk in the city.
He sit at a coffee shop and having his miss order coffee.
He dislike coffee but the waitress gave him one.
He just take it.
Then suddenly, he felt a stick below his left foot.
A metal stick.
He bend down and pick up the stick.
A shotgun.
A fully loaded shotgun.
He picked up the shotgun.
Nobody border him. No one even panic.
Wonder if they even look at him at all.
This is the city where nobody care at others people doing.
He carried the shotgun in the street.
There weren't any police in that area since ever.
He walk unconsciousness.
Until he arrived at his office.
A shotgun in his hand.
A loaded one.
Still nobody care about him.
A man with a shotgun in a office and nobody give a damn.
Slowly, he walk into the manager office.
The manager was there.
"Why are you here. Didn't I fired you just now?" said the manager.
"What's that you carrying?"
"Oh my god! It is a sho......'
The manager just couldn't finished the word.
A clean blow to the manager and then only the whole office people started to panic.
They run off out of the office.
Nobody run to the manager room where the bang came from.
Nobody want to be somebody.
In the chaos, the man walk away from the office.
He throw the shotgun in the garbage stack.
Now, he felt so relief.
A young guy was being beat by a bunch of gang not far from the man.
The gang throw the young into garbage stack and walk away.
The young guy felt a metal stick beside his left hand.
A loaded shot gun.

Rumor has it...

Rumor has it that who ever kill the big boss will take over his place.
Suddenly the big boss was in big trouble.
He can't trusts his men. They all could kill him for his place.
The big boss took not chances.
He hired a group of top elite to protect him.
There were many attempt on his life but with the help of the elite, he survive until there were no more attempt on his life anymore.
The elite group really are elite.
The big boss still keep hiring them to protect him.
Just when the big boss think the situation were under control and back to normal.
The head of the elite group killed him.
He took over the big boss place.
He was so happy.
Now, he was the big boss.
The man who control very things.
But the new big boss forgot something.
Rumor has it that who ever kill the big boss will take over his place.

Work for a dime: Part 5

He thought I never figure out what's he doing lately.
He said the company is busy.
Busy my ass.
He is with the girl, his secretary.
Why?
Why man always chasing his secretary.
24 hours there to serve?
I pretend not to know.
He didn't know I had hired a private detective to check on him.
He will pay for what he had done.
I am not going to let him get away with this.
Nobody can mistreat me.
Nobody that live.
The time had come.
The company business is stable and making a lot money now.
Time to harvest.
I get myself a professional through my private detective.
He get the order.
He will do his job near the restaurant that I ask my husband to come.
Tonight is the night.
I wait at the restaurant early tonight.
Pretend to be a lovely wife waiting for her husband to come and have dinner.
Then, at the right time, I hear people scream outside the restaurant.
Someone had being killed.
I know, the man had did his job.
I rush out like ordinary busybody and happy to see that my husband had die.
On the spot.
I cry.
As loud as I can.
Tear flush out.
It was tear of joy.
I am rich now.
Nobody will ever know.

Work for a dime: Part 4

I think I need help.
A professional help.
Can't do it myself.
As the movies always that if you do it yourself, you will get screw up.
Money can solve problem.
Lucky old Harry, my all time private detective introduce someone to me.
He said he is the best.
Never miss and never get caught and never give out his customer.
Else he would be out of business,
I arrange a meeting with him.
He is a very caution man.
We meet at a common place, in a park.
We sit just beside like total normal strange who rest at the park.
I need him to take care of my secretary.
The man didn't ask any question except her picture and her where about.
That is good. The lesser he know the better I am safe.
My wife started to suspect of me cheating on her.
Can't afford to lose her.
Her money.
Need to get rid of the trouble.
If I do it quickly, she might never figure out.
Hope the man do the job quickly and clean.
After a few months.s
My trouble had gone.
She never come to the office to work anymore.
The man had done his job.
I am safe now.
Oh, it is time to have dinner with my wife.
Better go now.

Work for a dime: Part 3

Need to hurry up.
Time is nearly 8.20pm.
Could he be there?
I hope he is there today also.
It had been a while he was there.
I can feel that he is watching me.
But why he didn't take the move.
What is he waiting for?
I pretend not notice him although it is hard because the train station is so empty.
Is he interested at me?
If I am not involved with my boss, maybe he could be my choice.
That's if he is available.
He look so nice and shy.
Every time I try to look at him, he look around other directions.
I am getting tired with my boss.
He promised divorce with his wife but that just bullshit.
Everyone know it is his wife that help him start the businesses.
There is no way he will left his wife for her.
I am a human being. I have my own life also.
Maybe I will start the move.
Tomorrow.
Maybe tomorrow I will talk to the man.
Hope he wouldn't feel strange to see a woman take the first move on him.
He really were at there today and he is walking toward at me.
I am so nervous right now.
What should I act?
Be cool. Don't get too excited.
Here he come.
He is grabbing something in his pocket.
What is it?
Oh My!
A gun!

Work for a dime: Part 2

Here come the girl again.
Right on time.
I wait here everyday to check on her.
She always arrived at here around 8.20pm.
She never late a minute, like a clock.
At least as long as I know.
The train station isn't a crowded station.
Sometime it is nearly empty except for the homeless.
That I can't help look at her more than I should have.
She quite pretty.
I have check on her for quite a while.
It is about time I take action.
Can't wait too long or else something might happen.
Tomorrow. I will do it tomorrow. That is the due date that I set.
The next day, I arrive at the train station.
Hope she will be here today.
The train station still almost empty.
I wait patiently.
A man need to be very patient, especially to woman.
And that woman is a special one.
8.20pm. Here she come, right on schedule.
I walk toward her.
I keep calm.
As our distance is nearer and nearer, I am waiting for the perfect moment.
Now, she is in the spot.
Now or never.
I put out my gun and shot her right in the face.
All happen in a flash moment.
But I swear I could see the shock of her face.
What a waste, I just wonder why would someone want her killed.
But that was not my business because without them, I am out of business.

Work for a dime: Part 1

Business is slow lately.
Not much of customer.
And I thought last month was worse.
I thought of give up the business but what else can I do?
This is the first customer of the month.
Can't be so picky.
Still need to pay the rent and bill even if I didn't need to eat.
The deal is simply. The customer didn't care too much.
I just need to do as usual.
The customer provide what I need to know and I will take it from here.
The time is up.
Better close the deal now.
Even though the customer already paid me up and there is seldom a comeback.
But a man must keep his reputation.
Especially in this business.
I am professional.
Near a restaurant, a man was walking pass me.
It is him.
I pull out my gun and had a clean shot at his head.
After that I just walk away.
People started to scream.
The man was clean dead as usual.
Maybe tonight I will treat myself a nice dinner.

Knife

A knife in the kitchen, was just bought from the market.
The sales person said this one is the best in town, you can even chop off human bones like chopping cheese.
He didn't care much about what the sales person was saying. It is just too bull.
Who would want to use the knife to chop off people.
He bought it because his wife will nag him again like last week when he didn't buy the bowl.
The next day, he went to office.
A boring job actually.
He had work at there many years started from the lowest until now.
Nothing much change.
The wage is poor and the workload is heavy.
That's life, rite? He thought.
That night at home, he was standing at the kitchen.
He was bored. The television didn't had anything good to watch.
Talk with his wife? He would rather watch the television.
Kids? They are too busy with their computer.
He was just alone in the kitchen.
Then, he saw the knife.
He grab the knife slowly and had a nice look at it.
What a nice piece of work, said him.
Didn't know it was that pretty when bought it.
Does it really as sharp as it claim?
Can it cut like a hot blade through the butter?
He put back the knife at its stand.
He went to bed later.
In bed, he keep thinking of the knife.
Even though his wife was beside him, he just thinking at the knife.
He wasn't talking with his wife lately.
They didn't had any fight. They just didn't talk anymore.
No, just him only. His wife never stop doing that.
That what happen when you had married for twenty years.
To the same wife.
Since his wife never complain anything, he assume everything is OK.

The next night, he grab the knife again and this time he try on a frozen meat.
A frozen meat that he bought at a market on the way back.
The knife cut through easily.
He was shock, the sales person did sale a nice knife.
But what about bones?
Bones?
He put back the knife in the stand.
That night, he cannot stop thinking about trying to cut a bones with the knife.
The next day after he leave the office, he bought a big bones from the market.
Can the knife cut the bones?
The sales person said it can.
But can it?
Late at night, he went to the kitchen.
He thought he hear some noise from somewhere.
Someone screaming. Maybe it is the kids watching movie with loud volume on.
Better not disturb them else they would mad at me. He felt.
Anyway, he was too excited to try on his little experiment.
The knife. Where is the knife?
He did remember the knife was still there during dinner time.
Where was it now?
When he try to ask his wife about the knife, he saw his wife was standing behind him.
The knife. There it was.
The knife is in his wife hand with blood.
Blood!
The last things that he could understand was that the sales person was right.
It really can chop off human bones.