The super Bros

A/N: Ok the idea to this story I didn't come up with it was one of my uncles, my uncle John to be exact, I was reading it, this story is originally from a comic book he made in 1997, the other day when I came to think of Why don't I post this comic here, on Fictionpress. Com so more people can read and enjoy it and that is now what I did. Enjoy! So now be warned that I have not added anything, well almost nothing, to this story and it is rated PG13 for a reason, so be warned. Well now let the story begin.

Come gather around me children, its time for a story; the old man said as he seated himself comfortably in a chair. I bet you kids wonder about your dad and wacky uncles. Wonder what they were like before you were born? Well, if truth be told, he continued telling his audience that were sitting at his feet; they weren't together as a family. In fact, they were scattered around the world, and completely unknown to each other. But they had one thing in common.

!!!!SUPER POWERS!!!!

Yes that's right, super powers to transform their frail and mortal bodies into veritable weapons of good, fighting the pervasive throngs of evil in our society.

They are:

Faster than a speeding armadillo

More powerful than a mule

Able to leap tall stacks of books in 2 or 3 tries.

They're the super bros: Robert (Bob), David, Thomas, William (Bill), Steven and John.

But remember they weren't together initially, so they were really just super individuals. Before going into how they got together, I should tell you how they got their super powers.

Let us start with brother Robert or Bob, as he prefers himself. Brother Bob was a doctor, metalworker, wood worker, scuba diver and gun enthusiast. He was so into guns that he had one with him once when he was about to perform an operation, this was however discovered when he shouted: Whoops! Nurse, I forgot to sterilize my gun. (After that he was always searched with a mine detector for more guns before they let him in the operating room) well on with the story.

One day bob was down in his gun vault taking an inventory;

"400,000 pounds of ammo, 2 howitzers, 3 Gatling guns, 224 revolvers, 171 colts, 93 Winchesters, 43 muskets and one box of grenades. I love guns" he said and clutched his hands over his heart.

But somehow the vault door closed shut, locking him in.

Click!

Trapped in the vault, Bob tried to figure out how to get free:

"How can I get that door open? Somehow blow it open? How can I create enough force? Hmm. Think, Bob, think."

After several days, Bob was teetering on starvation, when suddenly. "I've got it!" Bob began eating his guns and bullets. "mmf. Argh! Mmm. Ugh! Ooh my Kingdom for a Tums!" with the mixture of metal, wood, grease and gunpowder, Bob's body underwent a tremendous metamorphosis.

Rumble, Rumble."uh oh!"

He becomes.

BLAM!!!!

Dr. Arsenal.

Bob had now lost the both of his hands instead he now had gun pipes were his hands should have been, he also had one coming out of his stomach. Bristling with weaponry, Dr. Arsenal has more firepower than a battle ship. " I wont tell you were the grenades come out."

With his new powers, Dr. Arsenal took to the streets to fight crime. " I prescribe some hot lead for you, taken internally. Har, har, har."

Budda, !

Some of his evil foes were.

Zipper head, an ugly man in a brown shirt with a scar shaped like a zip on his forehead.

The Ace of Spades, a man wearing a blue/purple hood over his head.

And Dr. Arsenals most worthy foe: the Bible Thumper Gang, a couple of nerds with blonde hair dressed in the same costume's and with a bible and a wooden hammer in their hands. "We've got some thumpin' to do"

Dr. Arsenal manages to succeed in his battles, and often with witty repartee: " I can make you "holier", you pack of pasty purgatory pundits."

Well now we've reached the limit for today's part please pray come back and hear about brother David.

A/N: Well that was the end of chapter one, please R and R and tell me what you think. Thanks!