One of my favorite comic books of all time is no doubt Marvel Comics' Robocop run, which ended prematurely in my opinion with a rushed ending in issue #23 and several plot points left incomplete.
For many, and I mean many years, I've wanted to write a proper conclusion to the book.
Up until now I just had the idea for that, but this year (which I spent on many RL things), I decided to actually get to work on that instead of just having the ideas in my mind.
I may (or may not, real life tends to get in the way) work on this. It'd be a very big project, and I probably won't publish it only on Fanfiction.net, I guess I'd also publish it on Wattpad, and perhaps here in the blog, too.
Wattpad (and the blog) would be cool because I can add images to the chapters, so I'll probably do that, too.
For the images, I'd be using my drafts enhanced with AI to mimic the 90s comic book look.
I'd probably go with a continuation of the original run's numbering to make it feel like a continuation, just for fun, meaning chapter 1 would be "Issue #24" and so on.
So here's a preview of the "cover" image and a bit of the first scene for issue #24
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| "Cover" to issue #24 |
By the time Anne Lewis arrived at the edge of the combat zone, Detroit was already tearing itself apart.
Police cruisers blocked the main avenue three blocks down, their lights flashing uselessly against the smoke rising between the buildings. The air smelled of burning rubber, cordite, and spilled fuel. Gunfire echoed in short, violent bursts, ricocheting off concrete and steel, sometimes close enough that Lewis felt the vibrations through the soles of her boots.
The paramedics hadn’t shown up. None of them had.
Lewis knew why. Everyone did. Ambulance crews had walked out less than an hour earlier, refusing to enter what was fast becoming an open war zone. She couldn’t blame them—but blame didn’t stop bullets, and it didn’t help the civilians still trapped in their apartments, praying the fighting would move somewhere else.
She stepped out of her cruiser and raised her voice.
“All units, listen up!”
A handful of officers turned toward her. Some were young, some tired, all of them armed and very aware that this situation was getting away from them. Lewis could see it in their eyes. They were waiting for something—someone—who wasn’t coming.
“We hold this line,” she said. “Nobody breaks through into the residential blocks. Not the Razors, not the Spikes. Nobody.”
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And that's all for now. I'll put the link to the watpad version here once it's live. I'll probably publish there first, and then fanfiction.net and finally here (I may even open an AO3 account, I guess? I don't know much about that site to be honest).