[center][b][h1][color=crimson]Enemies[/color][/h1][/b][/center]

[color=darkgray] The swarm of bees immediately stung the giant, green lizard. A portion of the swarm had failed attempts trying to get their stingers past the lizard's hard armor. Some bees, however, managed to inject their venom into Kurt. The buzzing was all around him as he protected the titanium woman. The convict could see the struggle in the teenagers. A murderous cackle came from the shrunken head in his palm. 

	[color=purple]"Hurry up and take care of them, Slave. We don't need any more interruptions."[/color] The fat convict proceeded to stomp towards the struggling woman and lizard man. 
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[center][h2][color=deepskyblue] Marcus Winters [/color][/h2][/center]

[color=cyan]	Marcus fished out of his pockets and held the item dearly. He clenched his fist and pressed the item to his forehead. "It's my best and last shot. Don't fail me," he begged. The boy inserted a lighter insider his mouth. Marcus began grinding his teeth on the tiny device. The taste of metal and oil mixed around on his taste buds. 

	Taking a step forward, he swallowed the remaining pieces. "Kurt! Break the guy's arms or something!" Marcus exclaimed as he held up one hand to the group. "Brace yourselves." Out of his palms emerged a stream of fire. The flames brought most of the bees down to the cement as they began becoming infuriated. They died without any retaliation. 
	
	Slave was surprised by the fire. The burning flames caught on his jumpsuit and he began going ballistic. The shrunken head responded by telling his minion to calm down and that he would take of it. [/color]