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[color=gray]As Adam flew through the air. The wind didn’t once touch his hair as though there was a barrier surrounding him, preventing even the G-forces from bothering him. There was an exasperated scowl furrowing his brows as he heard the persistent buzzing contraption chasing him.

[color=white][b]“They’re not going to stop following us are they?”[/b][/color] he wondered aloud.

[color=aba000][b]“Doesn’t look like,”[/b][/color] Skeets answered.

[color=white][b]“This needs to stop.”[/b][/color]

Adam threw out his arms and instantly stopped in mid-air. The helicopter behind him startled by the fleeing perpetrator’s sudden halt in the sky attempted to pull up to avoid running into him when Adam whirled around and launched straight through the cockpit glass. The explosive shattering of glass frightened the pilots to screaming. Adam grasped the straps of their seatbelts and ripped them off before snagging the pilots by their flight jackets. For a second, he saw that there were more gun-wielding personnel in the back of the helicopter, aiming rifles at him but not firing out of fear of possibly shooting the pilots.

[color=white][b]“I’m taking these,”[/b][/color] Adam told the gunmen.

“You what?” they panicked.

Adam wrenched the pilots out through the window of the cockpit as the chopper started to spin into a plummet. Quickly, Adam deposited one pilot on one roof and then deposited the second pilot on another before diving after the helicopter.

[color=aba000][b]“You’re cuttin’ it close, mate,”[/b][/color] said Skeets.

[color=white][b]“I got them,”[/b][/color] Adam replied with a tone of concentration.

“We’re goin’ down!”

“Oh shit!”

The police officers held onto whatever support bar or handle they could find as the helicopter continued to spin toward the city street. Adam thrusted his hands out before him and the helicopter immediately stopped turning. It froze in mid-air to the officers’ shock and relief, and slowing his descent, Adam lowered the helicopter and placed it in the middle of the street. The field he had created around the aircraft hadn’t been visible to the naked eye. Onlookers might have thought he had used magic or some form of telekinesis. Whatever happened, citizens in the area were recording on their phones a flying hero who saved a police helicopter from crashing (of course without knowing the actual story).

“Is that Superman?” a teenager with his buddies were gawking at the hero with the strange golden eye on his back.

“Superman doesn’t have magical powers like that. Or that weird eyeball.”

“Did you get it all on vid?”

“Hell yeah, I did. This is some cool shit.”

The police officers were practically melting out of the helicopter, feeling dizzy and sick from the previous gyrations. Adam hovered before them and held out his finger as though he were scolding a dog.

[color=white][b]“Stay,”[/b][/color] he ordered.

The pilots were gazing down at the street below, feeling helpless since they were unable to pursue the criminal who was now resisting arrest.

“Hey!” one of the boys called over to Adam.

Adam turned a brown eye curiously over his shoulder. Was someone calling him?

“Who are you? Golden Eye or something?” the kids wondered.

Adam turned in mid-air to face the teenagers, and at first stared suspiciously at the devices they were holding up to him.

[color=aba000][b]“My sensors indicate that it’s a communication device of some sort. They’re recording you,”[/b][/color] Skeets informed.

Recording him? Famous already? Adam went into full theatrics resting his hands heroically on his hips and even cracking his most brilliant of smiles—practiced probably more than a hundred times. It always snagged his audience.

[color=white][b]“I am Booster Gold!”[/b][/color] he informed the teenagers before raising his hand to give them a two finger salute and soaring back into the sky as several cop vehicles started to screech up to the downed helicopter.

The teens watched the strange hero fly away with blank stares.

“Who the fuck?...”

“I never heard of him. You think he’s new?”

“I think that name is stupid. I like Golden Eye better.”

“Dude, that just sounds like that stupid game.”

“How about Gold Star?”

“It’s better than Golden eye.”

The teenager flipped his phone around and spoke to the recording, “A new hero, Gold Star, just saved that police helicopter from falling. Ya all seent it!”

Adam had a proud smirk on his face as he flew along the buildings.

[color=aba000][b]“Oh god, I’ve seen that look before. We need ta’ hide out and find out where we are; what universe this is; so can you please try ta’ keep your ego out of trouble?”[/b][/color]

[color=white][b]“I can’t help it if they think I’m awesome.”[/b][/color]

If the droid could face-palm, it would have. Instead, it sighed heavily and rolled its red eye.[/color]

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