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Icon was surprised by the young meta girl’s reaction. He wasn’t sure what she was going to do, but he wasn’t prepared for her to embrace him in a bear hug and beg for mercy. He knew that the men in black were lying, he could hear the change in their hear rates when they told him their side of their story. He was also aware that their downed member was still alive as he was able to hear his heartbeat as well. Icon let the girl speak, before placing a reassuring hand on her shoulder.

[b]”I know.”[/b] Icon said with a knowing smile. [b]”I heard every word they said. I’ve got them, ‘hook, line, and sinker.’”[/b] Icon finished and turned to the men in black.

[b]I don’t know what you want with them, and I really don’t care. It’s not gonna happen.”[/b] Icon said as again stepped between the men in black and the two young metas.

“You can’t be serious!” said one of the men in black, stepping forward, his fists clenched, flames beginning to engulf them.

[b]”Try me.”[/b] Icon said, daring the flaming man in black to make a move.

The fiery man in black reached back, throwing a fireball that hit Icon in the chest, exploding upon impact. It was an impressive light show, however one that had no effect on the blue and silver clad hero. 

Icon looked down at his chest and patted out several embers that were smoldering on his costume, looked up at the stunned man in black, who had clearly believed that his attack would put an end to the hero and shook his head.

[b]”You do know who I am, right?”[/b] Icon said as he stepped toward the man in black. The fiery man in black made a move to repeat the assault, hoping that a second effort would have the desired result. However, before he was able to unleash another fireball, Icon have him an open hand shove to the chest, sending him crashing into one of his compatriots. 

[b]”Anyone else?”[/b] Icon asked the three remaining men in black, and was somewhat surprised when there were no takers. He had expected a fight, however, instead they looked around at one another, then back to him, raised their hands and got down on their knees. 

Icon took a length of steel pole and bent it, encircling it around the three remaining men in black. Just as he finished securing the mysterious men, the sounds of police and fire responders could be heard racing toward the warehouse. 

[b]”Now might be a good time to get out of here. Do you need to get back to Albany now? Or, were you planning on staying in Lost Haven for awhile?”[/b]