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[center][b][url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/4201230]Previously on Create-A-Hero[/url][/b][/center][center][b]Christopher Arthur III[/b][/center]
	Once Aubrey had stepped away to get some more drinks for herself and Emily, Chris began to chat up Emily once again. Several months ago, prior to the Pax Metahumana crisis, Chris had actually casually dated Emily, although it was more like a couple nights before they decided to break things off. But since they both knew the type of relationship they were getting into, few feelings were hurt. Chris’ reputation for being a womanizer made sure that Emily knew not to get too attached. Meanwhile, Chris could not date other women seriously when Archangel would periodically appear out of the blue. Chris would not have liked to see what a pissed off android would do if she had walked in on Chris with another girl.

	Emily was unlike the some of the other models and rich women whom he had dated in the past. Beauty is a fleeting attribute, slowly slipping away as one grows older. Instead of placing all her eggs into one basket in hopes of winning the lottery of celebrityhood, Emily also was training herself to become a nurse so that she had an occupation after her modeling career was over. Plus, she either could actually understand some of the technical parts of his job, or at least was good enough to fake it to make it look like she did. It is a fantastic change of pace when a date doesn't just nod and smile when you try to explain what you do for a living.

	While he continued his conversation with Emily, Chris did not realize that Maya had slipped away. It would turn out that Maya was fortunate by sneaking away when Chris felt the cold metal of a pistol press up against his back. A man who was dressed in the same attire as the servers who were weaving around the crowded event stood behind him. He held the gun inside of his sleeve so that only the most astute bystanders would notice.

	“Don’t make a commotion or I’ll make sure you will never walk again.” The man threatened Chris.

	[color=C0C0C0]“What do you want?”[/color] Chris whispered over his shoulder.

	“I woke up today to find that my wife, who was alive yesterday, somehow had perished during D-Day and my little girl no longer exists because of it. You are going to help me figure out what’s happening.”

	[color=C0C0C0]“And your grand plan for getting me to cooperate is threatening me with a bullet to the back? Really?”[/color]

	“I can always find another genius.” Chris heard a click originating from the man’s gun.

	[color=C0C0C0]“And what do you expect me to do about you problem? I don’t have a magic wand that solves any type of problem, you know.”[/color]

	“You’re a genius. You’ll figure it out.”

	[color=C0C0C0]“I don’t think it works like that.”[/color]

	“Is that a gun?” One of the bystanders at the party suddenly squealed when she saw the barrel of the pistol poking out of the man’s sleeve. A panic spread like wildfire when the other partygoers heard the word 'gun'. The man immediately threw his arm up and placed the pistol’s barrel up to the side of Emily’s head. Meanwhile, everyone else began to slowly back away from the danger zone. It was at this moment that Chris realized that Maya had walked away towards the bar where Aubrey was while he was talking with Emily. Although he wondered what she might have said to Aubrey, that mystery was for another time. He was just glad she was out of harm’s way.

	[color=C0C0C0]“Okay. Don’t do anything stupid.”[/color]

	Almost as soon as the first commotion erupted, the security staff and the police who were tasked at patrolling the event rushed onto the scene, surrounding the man, along with his two hostages. Chris also noticed that Aubrey had switched over to her superhero alter ego. However, he was surprised when he glanced over where Maya was standing and discovered that somehow Aubrey was also still there. He knew for a fact that Aubrey [b]was[/b] this spider-themed drider, but he had no idea how there were TWO of them at once. Again, that was a mystery for another time.

	[color=b22222]“Alright. Can you make this easy on all of us and just surrender?[/color]  The Aubrey wearing a spider-themed superhero costume and with a drider physique commanded the man holding the gun.

	“How about no.” The man barked back. He then removed the barrel of his gun from Emily’s head and aimed it at Aubrey.

	[color=b22222]“Really?”[/color] Aubrey placed her hands on her hips. [color=b22222]“You think [b]that[/b] will deter me?”[/color]

	However, before the man could pull the trigger, one of the rookie officers got a little trigger happy and fired his gun at the man in the center. Although the officer’s aim was true, long before the bullet even got near its target, it nosedived into the floor. The officer who fired his gun stood in shock at what happened to his bullet.

	“There’s a reason why people call me Newton.” The man calmly stated as he sheathed his pistol.

	[color=b22222]“So you’re full of sugar, like the cookie?”[/color]

	“No.” Newton gave Aubrey a glare because of her Fig Newtons joke. “I’m a master of gravity.”

	Suddenly, all the security guards and police officers float off the ground, as if the gravity of the earth was no longer pulling down on them. The initial upward movement that these men and women experienced felt sent them rising up higher and higher until they found themselves pressing up against the ceiling of the Roy Walley Convention Hall. Even Aubrey’s arachnid powers struggled at keeping her on the ground. Eventually she was only tethered to the ground by a webline that she had attached to the floor. It took all of her strength to hold onto the webline to resist the upward motion the rest of her body was moving in.

	“Do I now have your attention, Mr. Arthur?”