Male Power Fantasy Vol. One: Dino-Storm

By Demetri Armitage

Ages ago Earth's last surviving dinosaurs boarded an enormous space arc and ascended to the heavens in order to escape the impending ice age, now they're back and they want their planet back! America's only hope lies in the muscular hands of professional wrestlers turned super scientists, Archer Ass-kick, and "Bad" Rock-Hard. Join them as they face off against the evil Cesar-Saurus and the evil Dinosaur Empire in this prehistoric action packed thrill ride of finders-keepers!

• Language: English
• Publisher: Demetri Armitage
• Release date: May 28, 2015
• ISBN: 9781311446619

Demetri Armitage

Demetri Armitage was born In Mt. Clemons Michigan. He currently lives in Austin Texas and can be reached for comment or questioning at [e-mail]

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MALE POWER FANTASY VOLUME ONE

DINO-STORM

Written and Illustrated by

Demetri Armitage

Cover art by

Devon Whitehead

Special Thanks to

Daniel Nguyen
,

Trevor Seits,

and Kelly Riot

Copyright ©2015 by Demetri Armitage

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For Aleta

In that day the Lord, with his great and strong and cruel sword, will send punishment on Leviathan, the quick-moving snake, and on Leviathan, the twisted snake; and he will put to death the dragon which is in the sea.

Isaiah 27:1

CONTENTS

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

About the Author

I

The Ice age

Cometh

The Paleozoic era, a long ass time ago… an enormous flying saucer sits in the middle of a prehistoric valley like a big hubcap in a cat pee-covered sand box. Its bay doors open and the Earth begins to shake as a wave of dinosaurs of all shape and size rush towards the ship, clamoring to get inside. The spaceship’s doors quickly close, its dinosaur capacity at maximum, and the unlucky few left outside frantically scratch and claw at its hull before it takes off into the stratosphere. A nameless velociraptor gives a silent dinosaur prayer and accepts his punk-ass fate before being overcome by an avalanche of snow and ice.

The dust settles leaving the unlucky raptor frozen in place like a Popsicle, a Raptorsicle. The first winds of the Ice Age begin to blow, exploding the raptor into a million zillion pieces. The Age of Dinosaurs is now over. It’s now mankind’s time… or so we thought.

* * *

The song Wanted Man by RATT is playing on the radio. A muscular man arm exhibits an impressive karate chop to an enormous block of ice. Block after block of ice-cold ice are put in their place by the chiseled and disciplined body of none other than Archer Ass-Kick, professional wrestler, and winner of the Nobel Prize in the field of Energy drinks. Archer bows to the final block of ice before destroying it with a single blow. If the block of ice could talk it would have said something like, Don’t smash me bro! and then nothing ever again.

A muscular Samoan arm covered in badass tribal tattoos turns down the volume on the radio.

You always were cool as ice, Archer! Exclaimed the arm’s muscular Samoan owner.

The tatted Samoan tricep belongs to none other then Archer’s tag-team partner and noted geologist (color him anything, color him) Bad Rock-Hard. Rock-Hard throws Archer a lab coat, which Archer catches and attempts to puts on. The wimpy white coat barely fits over his enormous and well toned biceps.

Remind me to cut the sleeves off this thing, Archer mutters. Oh well, I guess it’s back to work. Those undiscovered planets aren’t going to discover themselves.

Archer tightens his black belt over his lab coat and struts over to a big-ass telescope. He presses his sunglasses up against the lens and lets out the manliest of gasps.

Yo Rock! Get President Erik Roberts on the horn! Archer yells.

What is Bro? Rock-Hard demands.

Archer smoothly backs away from the telescope and coldy answers, It’s what we’ve been getting ready for since we were dick high…

* * *

Soon Archer and Rock-Hard are on the steps of the White House. The theme to Law and Order plays as they strut right into the Oval Office. President Eric Roberts stands to