Armoury (The birth of a Superhero): Armoury, #1

By Christopher Christodoulou

Ben Fuller, he is a superhero.

He is the World’s newest superhero.

Nobody knows him yet, but they will.

Imagine discovering you have an incredible ability!

What would you do with it? Who would you tell?

Find out how Ben copes with his newly acquired astonishing ability.

How he uses it and where it takes him in this first exciting book of his adventures.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Christopher Christodoulou
• Release date: Feb 29, 2016
• ISBN: 9781524268381

Book preview

Chapter one

The Queens Hotel, located in Hastings East Sussex, my home for the next few months or until I find my dream home. I had always wanted to live on the South coast and now I am able to. Today I am meeting Lucy who works for ‘Wimbourne Real Estate’. She has promised that she has found me the perfect place. I can’t wait to see it and her for that matter. She is what I would call the perfect specimen of the female variety. She has long Blonde hair, Chestnut eyes and five foot nine inches tall with legs that never seemed to end.

I sat in the reception area of the Hotel sipping my espresso coffee and watching the people bustling about in this busy Hotel as I waited for Lucy. I was counting my blessings and thinking of my good fortune when Lucy glided into the foyer, she was so graceful. I stood up and walked over to greet her.

Hi Lucy, I said taking her hand and kissing her on the cheek.

Hi Mr. Fuller, she replied, returning the gesture.

I think it’s about time you started calling me Ben, I said smiling.

Ok, Ben it is then. Are you ready for our adventure Ben? she asked.

I certainly am, lead the way.

I followed her to her car and couldn’t help staring at her perfectly formed bum as it swayed from side to side. She opened the car door for me to get in.

Shouldn’t I be opening the door for you? I offered.

Well you are the client, so you can do it for me when you take me to celebrate the purchase of your new home, she said smiling. Buckle up now, it’s a good forty minute drive along the coast road, but I promise it will be worth it.

I did as Lucy asked and we set off.

So we have about forty minutes, why don’t you tell me about yourself Mr. I mean Ben, said Lucy.

Do you ask all your clients for their life story? I asked smiling.

Yes, was the short reply, But they don’t always tell me, she chuckled.

Ok. Well I have nothing to hide so here goes. I am Benjamin Fuller and I am twenty eight years old. I am single and rich, very rich, and I have never had a job in my life.

So you are rich, but never had a job? That sounds intriguing, she said.

All will become clear, now where was I? Oh yes, I live, well lived with my parents in Yorkshire, Dan and Jenny Fuller, in a three bed roomed flat above my parents business, a mini-market come newsagents. They recently sold the business to retire, but they still live in the flat above.

Now I see why your rich, mummy and daddy helped you, said Lucy.

Well actually no, you are wrong. I’m richer than any contribution my parents could have made to me, and I did it alone.

How, you said you have never worked? said Lucy confused.

I will explain if you stop interrupting me, I laughed.

Ok ok I’m sorry, do carry on.

I was at the University of York going for my degree in engineering. At the University there was an in house ‘Inventors Club’ run by one of the professors. I joined his club not because I am particularly inventive it was more for a hobby and something to do. It had started as a joke. One day when I was bent over the toilet bowl at home cleaning it to help my mother out, she said as a joke; ‘You ought to invent a robot to do that!’

So you invented a toilet cleaning robot? said Lucy.

Stop interrupting! I didn’t invent a robot but I did become inspired to invent the self cleaning toilet bowl. It was quite simple really a perforated pipe that is fitted under the toilet rim is hooked up to a small container fitted behind the toilet bowl. The container is filled with a powerful cleaning agent. Every time the toilet is flushed the water mixes with the cleaning agent and viola, a clean toilet!

Wow! That’s neat, said Lucy.

Yes, the professor thought so too so he helped me by introducing me to a well known sanitary ware manufacturer who were also impressed, so impressed they gave me seven million pounds for the rights!

Seven million! she repeated.

Yep! So here I am in Hastings looking for a unique place to live which you are helping me with.

"Well I knew you had some money when you told me your budget was up to a million, but seven million!

We are nearly there now so when I tell you I want you to close your eyes. I’ll tell you when to open them," said Lucy.

I closed my eyes when I was instructed. I felt the car stop and Lucy got out of the car and came around to the passenger side and opened the car door.

Don’t open them yet, she ordered.

She took my arm for a few steps and stopped.

Ok, you can open them now, she sang excitedly.

I slowly opened my eyes and I was totally stunned by the sight that confronted me. I stood in silence for a few moments taking it all in.

Well, what do you think then? You did say something different, said Lucy.

Yes I did but, but, this is a ...a lighthouse!

It certainly is, it’s ‘Beacon House’ to be exact. It was decommissioned in 1902 and has had several owners. The last owners added that two floor extension on the side, so now it has five bed rooms, two of which are en suite. It has a very large kitchen/dining room and an equally large living area. The actual lantern housing has been left untouched it is still original but has great potential as another sitting room. Sorry, I went into my sales mode, let’s go in so you can see for yourself.

After you, I said gesturing to Lucy to lead the way.

We entered via the tower entrance. There were two more entry points at the front and back of the extension. Positioned up the middle of the tower was an elevator, this was an addition also, replacing the old staircase. There were two floors in the actual tower. The first was a mezzanine floor that had been added, and the second was the lantern housing itself. First we went through the adjoining door to explore the extension part of the building. I loved it! We came back out into the tower and the elevator. It was one of those old fashioned elevators which is more like a metal cage with its fancy wrought iron design.

I only counted four bed rooms, I said.

Just wait and see, said Lucy almost jumping with excitement.

The elevator came to a juddering halt at the first floor and we opened the metal door which opened up into the centre of the room.