Free The Legend of Buddy Hero (The Defenders Saga) by Adam Oster

quite a treat.”   Dr. Algen walked between the federal agents and entered the hallway.  Buddy and the agents followed the doctor. 
    “Oh, and Mr. Jackson,” Agent Kent said, as he moved forward to walk alongside Buddy.  “I need to ask that you wear this earpiece while you are in there speaking with the patient.”
    “What for?”
    “Just an act of precaution.”  Agent Kent handed Buddy a small black device.
    “Okay. . . “ Buddy responded, as he turned the earpiece over in his hand.
    The group arrived at a large set of doors with the words OBSERVATION ROOM printed on them.  The doctor opened the doors and gestured for Buddy to enter.  He entered a dark room with a bay of windows overlooking a well-lit area.  In the dark room was a variety of surveillance and recording equipment, all whizzing and whirring in rhythm with each other.  In the room below, Buddy saw the man he had rescued.
    With the man was a queen-sized bed.  The sheets on the bed had been ripped off and were laying in a heap at its foot.  Other accoutrements, such as a rocking/reclining arm chair and a big screen TV were also in the room.  The man Buddy had rescued was pacing in the far corner of the room, arms crossed, staring at the door, and looking very agitated. 
    “Sheesh, you folks have really got this guy set up, don't you?”  Buddy asked. 
    “As we've already discussed, Mr. Jackson,” Agent Kent said ominously, “this man could pose a serious risk to the security of our nation.  We cannot afford to allow him much freedom until we know what he is capable of.  The amenities we have provided are in an effort to help him feel comfortable enough to open up and speak with us.  Once again, please use extreme caution when talking to this individual.  You may find his reaction to you is quite different than you would expect it to be.”
    “Alright, awesome.  I'm feeling safer by the minute.”  Buddy said, reconsidering his decision.
    “You should be in no immediate danger.  However, there is nothing wrong with being cautious.  Please feel free to enter the room whenever you are ready.”
    Buddy looked down into the room once more, hoping there would be something to relieve him of this responsibility.  Since the chances of another monster falling from the sky was highly improbable he shrugged his shoulders, sighed, and descended the stairs to the door leading into the room.
    “Well,” Buddy said to himself as he placed the earpiece in his ear and pressed the button on the top of the pen, “at the very least, this is a helluva lot more exciting than the I Love Lucy marathon I had planned for the day.”
     

 
    CHAPTER 8
     
    Buddy looked at the door at the bottom of the stairs and paused again.  The door looked warped, like something on the inside had pushed against it with a great deal of force.  Yet the door appeared to be such as could withstand a nuclear blast. 
    He again questioned his reasons for being in this situation, looking up the stairs as he considered turning tail.  Curiosity ended up winning out and he slowly opened the door, peeking through the small crack he had created.  He wanted to make certain the man he was visiting was still placed in the opposite corner of the room.  He was, so Buddy cautiously entered.
    “Hello?” Buddy spoke softly.  The man looked at Buddy and a sign of recognition and joy washed over his face.
    “Buddy, old chum!”  the man exclaimed as he moved quickly in Buddy's direction.  “I was beginning to think you'd never show.” Buddy backed himself against the door.  He took a long look at the man who yelled his name.  This man was a giant, easily 5 inches taller than Buddy.  Yet, Buddy couldn't help but think there was something familiar about this blond haired muscular gentlemen. 
    He was certain he had never met him before the events outside of Maggie's Diner, but something in his eyes, his bright green eyes, made Buddy feel slightly more at