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[i]Warning: Hull integrity compromised.[/i]

A robotic voice, devoid of any emotion, informed James Abrams. The AI’s voice mimicked that of a stereotypical British woman in her mid to late twenties.

[color=0054a6]“Contact Edward Cunningham.”[/color] Captain Liberty ordered calmly.

There was a moment of silence, before a ‘beep’ sounded off, followed by the gravelly, deep voice of an older man.

“Yes?”

[color=0054a6]“Get to the nearest television, now.”[/color] James seemed rushed now that he had his CEO on the line.

“I’ve been watching for approximately five and a half minutes. What do you require?”

James was momentarily stunned by the question; he was not prepared for that particular statement coming from his boss.

[color=0054a6]“What...Do I do?”[/color] He asked after a moment’s hesitation. 

Now it was Edward’s turn to remain silent, deep in thought. The cunning and manipulative leader of SuperIOR considered his every option, every angle, and every possible outcome in a matter of 45 seconds.

“Retreat. Let that fool in tights cover your tracks.”

[color=0054a6]“What if he follows me?”[/color]

“He’ll be a bit pre-occupied.”

[color=0054a6]“But, what if-”[/color]

“I ran the numbers. There’s a two thousand and one chance that the two won’t engage. Besides, even if the odds prove wrong, I have a contingency plan.”

Edward cut the communications line off abruptly. James let out a brief growl.”Of course you do. Thanks for telling me what that is, by the way.” He complained to himself before jumping into action.[color=0054a6]”I need to...Return to my lab for emergency repairs.”[/color] He began, addressing Icon from behind him.[color=0054a6]”My power source is leaking radiation!”[/color] He declared in mock distress. His acting was surprisingly masterful. With that, Captain Liberty made his getaway, taking the most confusing path through the city’s skyline as possible, to prevent anyone from following him to SuperIOR’s less public facilities.

Chike pulled himself from out of the Fire truck’s battered chassis, glaring daggers at Icon when he could not locate Captain Liberty.[color=aba000]”YOU!”[/color] He screamed, his eyes still glowing crimson red.[color=aba000]”You let him escape! He was a murderer! A terrorist!”[/color] Polemos flew out from the fire truck towards Icon, accelerating to his top speed within the span of a foot.[color=aba000]”You dare trifle in the affairs of my people?!”[/color] Polemos clenched his hands together, using them in conjunction to throw an uppercut at Icon’s chin powerful enough to send even him flying through the nearest skyscraper.

[color=aba000]“Wrath of Ares be upon you!”[/color] Chike screamed.[color=aba000]”I will not be defeated! For I am Polemos, the Avatar of War!”[/color] Polemos launched himself at Icon once more, drawing the Sword of Perseus. The weapon was immediately engulfed in green flame. Chike attempted to land a number of slashing strikes at various joins on Icon’s body, in an attempt to incapacitate the Hero of Lost Haven.

Little was anyone aware, a figure dressed in black stood amongst the crowd, controlling Chike’s every word, movement, and thought; with a smile on his face.