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3:45 PM 
November 20th, 2019
Downtown Midway City, Michigan[hr]

Ira woke up in a nasty mood this morning. There was no underlining cause, he just woke up pissed at everything, the color of his sheets, Cher, his job, and his shit city. He decided to blow everything off and take a day to himself. He has been wandering throughout the flea markets and urban down town all day. his only goal was to maybe find something cool and buy it, or just calm his nerves in general. he found some cool hand made statue and a few custom graphic t-shirts and was on his way back home via the above ground subway system. Midway City was know for having a day train system which ran above ground, while the underground subway ran all day. They Day Track was really for tourist because it gave great views of the city. 

Ira often took the Day Track, which ran slower so you could really take the view, and was just relaxing. The sun was shining off the tall buildings and adding a glow to the skyline. This was not the first time he did this, and it wont be the last. The Day Track, B-line was by far his favorite place in the city. It took passengers straight through downtown and into the "Slumville", Ira was on his way back from Slumvile when something very horrible began to happen.

Once after another whole sections of the track started to explode. Ira was in the lead car with the driver and many other occupants. So he saw it coming, and had a decision to make: he could either leave the train and let it happen or he could stay and help people after the destruction. Ira had been at this crossroad before, when he was dealing with local thugs. He could have easily killed them but he forced them to go tot he police and confess their crimes. Now he had to do it again, and as he looked around he saw a young girl and her mother. Ira knew he was not gonna let all these people on this train die at and he would at least try to help. 

Other people took notice of the smoke on the track and the driver came out and started screaming orders, people started to panic and run into the following cars. Ira just sat there in the chaos and watched, he could feel the minds of all 134 people on trying to pack themselves in the last 6 cars of the 12 car train.

When the first two cars where empty Ira changed forms and dawned his martian appearance for the first time in a long time. His pale green skin, black eyes, red iris, and his bald head. Ira stood and saw the closest missing train tracks were about five minutes away So he phased through the roof of the train and stood on top of it, letting the wind blow in his face. You could see the 6 clouds of smoke, not only on this track but on other ones as well. He flew to the missing section and turned to face the oncoming train. It was not a bullet train but it was traveling fast enough to derail into some of the near by buildings and kill a lot of people. Unfortunately that was his plan to let the train derail and then use his telekinesis to lift the 6 empty cars into the street while the remaining full six sat on the track awaiting public assistance. 

When the B-Line derailed, Ira was ready but was caught of guard by the weight of the train. he had only ever lifted cars with his powers here on earth, and this was a lot heavier. So he kind of dropped it at first until he started to focus and then set it down off the tracks just as he had planed. When he dropped it, it skimmed the corner of a near by clothing store. The Day Tracks where all about 35ft off the ground and were only 40ft from the street. These trains where literally the back yards for most of the homes in the city. 

Anyone who passed by would have seen the explosion and then seen a green man standing on the track lifting his arms up in tangent with the train as it roughly landed in-between two building and some of it over flowed from the ally into the street. People would have already taken pictures and called the police. So Ira made a speedy getaway into the sky. There six other tracks that could still possibly need help, and Ira could only hope that Cheril would not kill him to hard for ruining these clothes.