[center][h1][b]Patrick Warrens[/b][/h1]
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"That sounds a little too much like the Old Nueva Gang working for you rather than a partnership." The leader of the Gang stated very matter-of-factly as his patience began to wear thin. He'd been expecting more from this punk but sometimes things didn't go according as expected and that's why he kept the Sword of the Old Nueva Gang on hand.

"Let me make you a counter offer Warrens. How about we bust you and your boy's head's in for trying to pull that [i]drek[/i] with me." The Boss calmly stated, making sure putting extra emphasis on 'drek'. As if on cue the various members of the Old Nueva Gang drew their various weapons, all except Nayden who was a weapon. 

Patrick's men were outmanned and outgunned with the likes of one of the oldest crime gangs in the country set on reducing them to pulp. Patrick made no movements, simply content with staying still in his chair, as he looked The Boss straight in the eyes. A solid minute passed accompanying the deafening silence and lack of movement.

In an instant the stress-filled atmosphere was broken as the TONG men opened fire and one of Patrick's goons tossed a small rock looking object straight at Patrick. The body guard duo managed to dive behind cover before being filled with lead and lasers but Patrick wasn't as lucky and took a few hits to the torso and shoulder. Naturally the attention of most of the TONG was switched to the two remaining goons, all except Nayden who was the only one to see what was actually going on with the bullet ridden Kingpin. 

It started with a loud snap like an arm being broken but the sound was drowned out by the flurry of bullets, then came a few more and the TONG began to look at the shifting body of the once thought to be dead enemy leader who was now staring down the group with a face of pure anger decorating his features. Megaton was awake now.

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Patrick was mad, he had to be to stay in control, but he was also glad that the hit from one of his goons Anger 'management' balls was enough to get him angry enough to cut out the middle man and get himself in control of his brutish alter ego.

"Shoulda taken the deal pal!" Patrick yelled as he ran straight towards The Boss with the intent to kill. What Patrick didn't count on was the extremely touch punch that he took to the gut delivered by The Sword of the group. The force was more than enough to knock Patrick out of the building but being out of the enclosed space did nothing to help Patrick as The Sentry of the TONG shot out of the hole of the building, proceeding to wail on Patrick until the duo crashed into another building across the street.

Shaking off the shock of the blow, Patrick managed to knock Sentry away with a massive backhand to the torso, making a loud clapping noise as the outstretched hand collided with Nayden. Repaying the favor, Megaton leapt out and towards Sentry delivering another massive punch to the boy's torso and knocking him into the harbour water that now came into view. calling it water was a bit of a stretch however as the murky sludge that washed up on shore nowadays was probably more akin to garbage with water mixed in which made it terribly notorious for staining clothes and occasionally burning skin. 

As Patrick landed on the shore there was a moment of silence as nothing seemed to happen. [i]Maybe he'd won? Was this guy allergic to water?[/i] The answer quickly came as Nayden rose out of the water without a stain on him, and a emotionless face that just screamed danger, even to Megaton. In an instant the fight was back on and Megaton was sent flying into a nearby amusement park where numerous people screamed in fear of the superhuman throw-down that was taking place. Megaton groggily got up and was met by yet another punch from the one man army known as The Sentry which sent the goliath flying through a promotional drive in movie booth and landing near a impressively sized and aptly named 'Mansion of Mirrors'. Quickly Patrick rushed inside out of view of his assailant.

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Nayden was [i]pissed[/i]. He could admit that he hadn't expected the sheer strength of Mr.Warren's but they weren't nearly enough to really get to him, them only damaging his ego thus far. Slowly and menacingly Nayden floated into the house of mirrors which was eerily dark at the moment but the path of broken mirrors heading farther in was more than visible to The Sword. He followed the broken shards until they came to an abrupt stop a decent way into the mansion of mirrors. He looked around for a moment and prepared to leave when suddenly he was attacked from all sides, not by force but by light and sound. Bright images and loud music played from seemingly every angle as it began to overload the superhuman's sense and make him lose his concentration as he clasped his ears and shut his eyes. On cue, Megaton smashed his way out of one of the mirrors and brought his foot down on the incapacitated superhuman.

Luckily Nayden had manage to draw just enough concentration to somewhat block the attack but all he could manage was making the attack non-lethal. Now suffering from extensive injuries Nayden began to dip in and out of consciousness as Megaton looked down on him.

"When you came outta the river without a speck of gunk on ya I figured you might have a forcefield and took a chance in guessing that it was some mind powers which looks like I was right to assume." Patrick explained as he now crouched down next to the fading superhuman "you'll probably make it through this but chances are your friends won't be around for very long now so if you're ever able to stand again give me a call. Coulda been my right hand man if your boss hadn't been so stubborn."

Patrick felt his control slipping as he calmed down so he made his way outside as the sound of the public eye sirens greeted his ears one last time before [i]he[/i] took over.