B-Man: Train of 036 (Thought)

A Story by Abishai100

Adaptation of the M. Night Shyamalan 'inventive' mod-classic about comics-drawn superstitions of the 'civilization-yearning' for heroics...or leviathan.

A 'bright' adaptation of the iconic comics-superstition film of adventure/paranoia, Unbreakable (Bruce Willis), which I hope you'll like,

DISCLAIMER: This work of fanfiction offers no ties to the referenced film and is purely a 'personal' expression (for 'open' arts).

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Amlan Satan called himself Agent-036, and he worked with blood-diamond operations in North America, intercepting smugglers-highways eroding eco-minerals mining/insurance for exploitative marketing and 'rogue' finance/organization, and he had this almost-magic like touch with working with interceptions/heists, which made him feel like something of a 'bat-like elf' or something, which is why he gave himself the 'comic-avatar' alias B-Man (as in 'secondary-man' for options-work requiring ninja-like hand-magic with a certain/magical skill). This was a hand-write for treasure/insurance securities in North America (surely).

However, in his other-life, Amlan Satan was a happy cyber-homeschooling teacher whom his (Catholic) students likened to the iconic retro-TV educator/character Mr. Kotter! Well, one day 'Mr. Kotter' decided to post one of his special fortune-society 'superstition' tales of capitalism-race 'chess-stalemate' defense(s) online, featuring a 'fun-adaptation' of his self-given (secret!) Agent-036 comic-avatar 'alias' B-Man, which caught the attention of a certain Philly-man, a journalist named Norda, who'd been 'fascinated' by the social-media culture of post-9/11 era Homeland pedestrian-traffic commentary concerning 'overground' distances to transit-securities (for everyday-life/photo-synthesis).

NORDA: We must meet (somewhere), Satan!

SATAN: I'm really busy this weekend, but I can meet you at your news-stand?

NORDA: Cool, brother...two Philly-pals, perhaps talking some Selfie-talk (Eagles?).

SATAN: Alright (thanx).

Well, 'Mr.-Kotter' (Mr. Amlan Satan), Agent-036 (aka, 'B-Man') really had become something of a super-vision 'magician' in the overground capitalism-race 'chess' defense world of treasure-insurance motions for smugglers-highways intercepts and theater. One legend surrounded a 'Michael-Myers' mask-like 'character' who wandered into a bank with a song-dance routine, as if he was a street-mime artist with a special 'play' for (rumored) blood-diamond news/storytelling, all the while playing the customers/guards/personnel of the bank while swapping a box-gems with glass-animal sculptures (with some guardsman's stolen keys).

NORDA: Did you hear of that mime-artist with the keys for gem-rumor/insurance?
SATAN: Nah...I'd been busy (that week) preparing a lesson for Treasure-Island, man.

NORDA: You seemed like a fan of Halloween (to me).

Another legend of B-Man (Agent-036) involved the use of an acid-pen inside the vault-room of a Philly-storage of (rumored) blood-diamonds which created some pretty nifty art(s)-imagery concerning securities/confidence for treasure's 'islands' of diamonds and gold in the Homeland 'chess-tied' with some eco-profit corruption and minerals-mining woes...some tied with terrorist finance (wow).

NORDA: This is for me.

SATAN: You kept insisting I was this 'B-Man' or some world-treasure hero, Norda.

NORDA: What's this 'cartoon' supposed to re-present for me, Satan?

SATAN: Maybe you've idealized me as an invisible hero, because of gambling-debt?

NORDA: Don't think me a fool or miscreant, Amlan Satan; I've an 'eye' for genius.

SATAN: Why'd you insist this work with image for bread is a cyber-teacher's mind?

NORDA: I carefully read your write-up about B-Man, and I knew you're him, friend.

SATAN: I made you this cartoon-avatar ("B-Man") in good-faith; you need therapy!

NORDA: Hey, B-Man, you keep your 'dark' pirate-secret, but this is Philly-art(s).

JOURNAL (Agent-036): "This citizen's persuasion in our City of Brotherly Love that my 'gift' for tracking treasure/beauty in writing (cyber-homeschooling creative-representation) makes me the 'candidate' for B-Man identification highlights why post-9/11 era Homeland 'street-culture' exacerbates the life-terrorism paranoia that magnified everyday sports/net-activity 'fantasy' into a natural/unnatural 'obsession' with characterizing greatness or fitness as a form for self-aggrandizement materialism investment...arguably requiring a sort of 'psychiatric' approach to 'super' breaks."

Well, B-Man had placed a special antiterrorism/hospital painting inside Independence-Hall, sneaking in to place a (lifted) valuable treasure (Pink Panther media!) for a media-comment for insured fortunes inherited by the princes of the city, and Norda sent an anonymous editorial to the city-paper reading something like, "Medicine's the hand-write for great souls, and B-Man lifts eyes past the terrorist-invasion to see the ghost-image of what's purely innocence bound."

SATAN: I'm telling everyone on my website, I'm not B-Man (thanx).

INQUIRER: The art itself is magic for superstition(s), which Philly needs/seeks (IQ).

Turns out Norda had a terrible genetic malady that rendered him 'fascinated' by the gifts/genius of others, which is why he became obsessed with B-Man (Agent-036), and he insisted that he'd marked a man of super-vision for the 'securities' consciousness for all Philly-residents of the post-9/11 era Homeland of those pesky 'incomplete-distances' to commerce/traffic life. Pearl Harbor and 9/11 scarred America's senses of sovereignty-space security, and Norda felt he'd become a 'warlock' messenger of the ghost-magic of B-Man, but was he (himself) unraveling into some kind of 'natural' obsessive/paranoid curiosity (for social-media/arts)?

Well, B-Man had to put-aside this obsession for some-time, since a real villain had arisen to prominence, a helmet-wearing ex-cop who fashioned his hobby with metallurgy as the Reason for reinventing himself as a bloody-murderer of only thieves, regardless of their condition/rationale for theft. This helmet-wearing psycho-cop called himself Punisher.

PUNISHER: Philly needs execution; Americans ain't terrorists...merely thieves.

INTERVIEW: You're pursuing B-Man, simply to make the 'mark' of theft-infamy?
PUNISHER: B-Man ain't no hero of this city...I am (hahaha).

B-MAN: You were right, Norda (it's me).

NORDA: I knew it was you, teach.

B-MAN: You're not a villain, but this Punisher (surely) is, Norda.

NORDA: I'll keep your secret, and you can turn to me for help (maybe!).

B-MAN: I think the Punisher is behind the train-wreck, with a thought I was on it.

NORDA: The terrorist-bomb placement...no, B-Man, that was me!

B-MAN: What the hell are you talking about, Norda?

NORDA: Punisher was going to destroy your credibility; I highlighted real terrorism.

B-MAN: By executing hell to exploit those innocent passengers, Norda?

NORDA: I needed this, to become your messenger/relations-man, B-Man (think).

B-MAN: Well, turns out Philly needs more criminal-insanity therapy than thought!

NORDA: This is great for social-media/photo-synthesis.

B-MAN: Right (great).

Amlan Satan ('Mr.-Kotter') celebrated a relief-meal of world-exchange symbolic soft/zesty (Indian) luchi-bread thanksgiving-diner plate chat(s) following the (eventual) incarceration of the Punisher and the psychiatric-center admission of Norda, who turned out to be a man with a symbolic Homeland message of 'incomplete-distances' to post-terrorism (9/11) pedestrian-transit 'reaction' for lifestyle 'drawn' superstition confidence.

AMLAN SATAN (B-Man): "Luchi's the 'thing' to hoist the patient to the role of a king."