[center][color=f26522][h3]ANDY[/h3][/color][hr][/center]

Everything was fun and games. Heating up Rick’s shoes, tagging along as they underwent their task, watching as S’tann flew in as a freaking epic dragon, his group in tow; Andy did it all in good spirits. But then came the broadcast, and everything went red.

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Aiden and his hostage appeared on the screens as he looked towards the camera. 

"This is your last warning. Back off now or the lives of these men and women are on your heads." With his final words, Aiden turned his head away from the camera as a brilliant vermillion beam ejected from his eyes, the man screaming in horrified pain as the command centre was filled with the smell of burning flesh. Falling to the ground, the hostage whimpered like a kicked dog as he held his cauterized stump against his chest. 

"Get out now." Aiden snarled before shutting off the broadcast. 
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Andy couldn’t believe what he was seeing. This was his teammate, attending the same school that he was – a school for [i]heroes[/i] – willingly torturing an innocent to get a point across. All logic and reason left Andy’s mind as he felt himself heat up, an orange glow illuminating the veins beneath his skin, a low growl escaping his throat. “Is he [i]out[/i] of his [i]MIND?!”[/i] he roared. What the hell was Aiden thinking? That was an innocent. An [i]innocent[/i].

Andy felt the heat coursing through him, scorching, and angry; eyes widening, he realised that not only had he increased his body temperature in his outrage, but that he’d also unconsciously summoned flames into his hands. Taking a deep breath, Andy forced himself to calm down. The mission came first.

He would give a piece of his mind later.