[b]THE STREET[/b]

The last and largest explosion had not gone unnoticed, of course. Proof of that arrived with flashing red and blue lights.

The patrol car screeched to a halt mere feet from Arc, Flare, and Toy King. Two officers spilled out, the luckless men who had been ordered to get a closer look at what exactly was happening. "Hold it right there!" one yelled, training his sidearm on the three of them. "One step, vigs, and I'll drop you where you stand." The officer turned to his partner, leaning back inside the patrol car. "Call it in. Get Czarny from the VTF."

The excited cop made the rookie mistake of looking away from the people he had cornered, opening up a split-second to act.

[b]THE ALLEYWAY[/b]

The massive armored rig had also not escaped attention. The Iconoclasts had done their homework, they knew exactly what this parked vehicle was and who drove it. Six of them began to cautiously surround it, weapons at the ready.

One of the men stole forwards, silenced pistol at the ready, keeping low in an effort to stay beneath the driver's line of sight, until he came right up to the driver's side door. Handgun ready, the man in fatigues and welding mask reached up for the door handle. . .