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[center][b]Kelly Brown[/b] | [b]Jeanette Forestier[/b] | [b]Samantha Kadowsky[/b] | [b]Taylor Parks[/b] | [b]Zac Wilson[/b][/center]
	Zac paced away from the circle where the four other girls were sitting. While he did care about helping out those who were affected by the incident in Washington Park, watching Sammy and Kelly paint Jeanette’s avian talons as if they were just human nails was not quite what he had in mind. It also did not help that he was the only person in his superhero costume instead of civilian clothes, making him appear more like a superpowered bodyguard rather than someone who was attending the support group. What would they do if the Hounds of Humanity would strike during the meeting? Sure, Zac, Kelly, and Sammy were not rookies anymore, but they have never faced a threat like the Hounds.

	When the door to the classroom that they were using swung open, Zac unsheathed the three claws in his right knuckles. If the person who was walking in were an extremist from the Hounds, Zac’s speed would give him enough time to close in on that individual before that guy could get off a round of fire. However, instead of finding someone decked in tactical gear, a man wearing a black jacket and jeans stood in the doorway. His t-shirt had an AC-DC graphic printed on its face. 

	“Woah, now. I’m just here for the meeting,” The man exclaimed while raising his hands above his shaved head. However, when he noticed that there were four girls in the room with Zac being the only guy, the man grinned. “I half expected this to be a sausage party. Glad I was [b]way[/b] wrong.”

	[color=peru]“So, what’s your powers?”[/color] Zac demanded, checking to make sure he’s actually here to take part in the support group. He knew that his tone probably made it seem more confrontational than it needed to be, but they could not afford to let their guard down with the Hounds at large.

	“Well, my name is Darren, first of all.” Darren said since Zac asked him about his powers before his name. “For my powers, well, they’re kind of contradictory. While I can breathe underwater, swim better than I could, etc., I can also do this.

	Darren held his hands out in front of him. A small flame appeared in the palms of both of his hands and nestled itself there. He then clinched his hands, which caused the flames to be extinguished.

	“When have you ever seen water and fire powers mixed together? Weird, right?”

	However, before anyone could comment on Darren’s powers, they all heard a window on one side of the classroom shatter, which showered the floor right behind where the four girls were sitting with glass. A small, spherical object had been lobbed from the ground in front of the building through the broken window. It struck Taylor in the back of the head. However, instead of ricocheting off her and falling to the ground, Taylor’s powers absorbed the device into her body.

	“What just hit me?” A faint silhouette of the spherical object cold be seen through her semi-translucent skin while it slowly descended down from her neck to her stomach, as if it were going through the digestive system that she no longer had due to her powers.

	But the six metahumans soon found out what the device was when it exploded, spattering the room and the people inside of it with the slime-like substance that Taylor’s body consisted of. The room was filled with the screams of the three girls, first because they thought they were done for. After they realized that the explosion had not killed them, they were then more freaked out because they were now soaked in what used to be their Taylor.

	“It’s in my hair!” Sammy complained. “I knew karma would get me for stepping on her!”

	“Your hair? What about my wings.” Jeanette said while beating her wings to fling off the goo in her feathers.

	Meanwhile, the slime began to congregate back together, crawling back into a single pile. Even some of the goo that had fell out the window scaled up the wall so that it could reunite with the rest of the mass. Once whole again, two egg-shaped ovals appeared in the little blob. When the color of these ovals changed in a way as if they looked like they were blinking, it was clear that they were supposed to be eyes.

	[color=khaki]“Are you alright?”[/color] Kelly asked what she assumed was Taylor. The little blob gave her a shrug, or at least as much of a shrug that her current form would allow.

	[color=peru]“Looks like we have company.”[/color] Zac stated while looking out of the window. He saw several black-clad men, armed to the teeth with military-grade weapons, rushed into the entrance of their campus building. [color=peru]“Darren, I need you to trip the fire alarm. Just don’t burn down the building.”[/color]

	The frantic stress of the situation momentarily paralyzed Darren. Most people will never experience a life-or-death scenario. The cozy lifestyle of the average person usually does not prepare them for such an experience. When inside the comfort of one’s own home, you can boast that you can handle danger, but once it happens, things quickly begin to become real. Once he had recollected himself, Darren grabbed one of the desks in the classroom and pulled it underneath the smoke detector. He jumped up onto the desk and pulled a one dollar bill from his wallet.

	“Why must there not be any paper?” Darren muttered under his breath before igniting the green currency in his palms. He held up the smoking remains of the dollar over his head as close to the smoke detector as he could. It only took a few seconds before the fire alarm began to ring.

	Meanwhile, Kelly removed the empty trash bag from the wastebasket in the classroom and set the trash can on its side in front of Taylor. The little slime blob peered at the container, then at Kelly, then back to the container. She then oozed her way into the can and, when Kelly stood the trash can upright, Taylor’s “eyes” resurfaced at the top. Afterwards, Kelly picked up the trash can, with Taylor still inside of it, and shoved it into Sammy’s arms.

	[color=khaki]“Jean will fly you two over to the next building’s rooftop. I’ll take the two boys.”[/color] Meanwhile, Zac was sliding open a window open on the opposite side of the room, the side without the broken window.

	“I’ve only flown once!” Jean warned Kelly. “I’m not ready to carry someone at the same time!”

	[color=khaki]“You better learn quick,”[/color] Kelly asserted. She then turned her attention back to Sammy, who was giving her a look as if she wanted to beg her best friend to take her instead of Jean. Nevertheless, Kelly nudged her to the window and tried to console her that she would be standing right here, just in case. 

	[color=khaki]“You’ve leapt off a building before. You should be fine!”[/color]

	“But that was with [i]Lyger[/i]!” Sammy said and she immediately turned toward Jeanette. “No offense.”

	“None taken.” Jeanette answered Sammy.

	First, they helped Sammy up onto the ledge outside of the window. Once outside, Sammy clinched her eyes shut while pressing her back against the side of the building and holding onto the waste basket as if her life depended on it. Next, Zac and Kelly helped Jeanette up onto the edge of the window. She beat her wings several times before she took off. For a second or two, she hovered in front of the window and then rose up and landed on Sammy’s shoulders.

	“Ready?” Jean asked Sammy. She could feel Sammy’s nervous trembling through her avian feet.

	“No.” Sammy replied. Despite this response, Jeanette took off. At first, they rapidly fell towards the ground, which caused Sammy to scream out her lungs. It took all of Jeanette’s strength to get the two (or three, if you count Taylor) of them flying again instead of falling. Even once they were moving upward, it did not stop Sammy from continuing to scream.

	[color=peru]“It sounds like we better get going.”[/color] Zac recommended once he heard the clatter of running footsteps that were coming in their general direction. Kelly took the cue and took a hold of both Zac and Darren. There was not any time left for them to climb on the ledge one at a time. Instead, Kelly dove out of the window back first while she still had a grasp on Zac and Darren. Her wings began to buzz back and forth right when they went out the window. She flew in a “u” shaped motion as she built up enough momentum to allow her to fly up to the next rooftop while carrying to young adult men.

	Once the three metahumans landed on the rooftop, they found Jeanette and Sammy sprawled on the ground while they tried to catch their breaths. In addition, Sammy had already pulled her cell phone out from her pocket and was talking to someone on the other end of the line.

	[color=khaki]“This isn’t the time for…”[/color] Kelly began to complain, but Sammy cut her off by placing her index finger over her mouth. Sammy then continued to talk into her phone.

	“We’re at Adams Hall. Please hurry!” Sammy said. Zac and Kelly guessed that she must have dialed 9-1-1 as soon as Jeanette landed on the rooftop.

	Suddenly, a bullet whirled past Kelly’s shoulder, missing by only a few inches. The boom of the gunfire caused Zac to immediately pull Kelly to the ground, despite being shorter than his girlfriend. Darren followed suit and hit the ground so that he too would not be in firing distance.

	“Yes, that was gun fire.” Sammy cried into her phone to the 9-1-1- operator.