[b]4:46 March 28th

Queens[/b]

He floated, several thousand feet in the sky and watched New York City and its 5 Boroughs go on about its businesss. Even since his "incident" he was nothing more but a public menace and his attempts to stay low didn't help people forget what had happened earlier in the year. Yet in recent days as a small group of heroes went about their business in doing what they can to deal with the rioters throughout New York, he did nothing... nothing but watch and stay silent. 

Perhaps he should help them? Maybe meet them? Or maybe just stick to the Brooklyn streets he has come to know. Maybe this fantasy of doing the right thing, using his powers for good was just something his uncle sprouted but with no real truth to them. Flying was easy, his strength, easy but trying to concentrate, to keep his senses clear... that took effort. There was no use in being bombarded with all the random sounds if he wasn't going to do anything. Superman, or at least that is what they called him just floated away trying to be at peace, using his powers to give him a private moment where the world below went on and he was away from it until...

[b]Explosions.[/b]

It was loud, too loud to ignore. With a focused gaze of intensity John turned his head in the direction of Queens and with a concentreated effort he could see smoke rising up through the air. He paused for a moment, hesitating but as the fires scorched the earth and the cries of people now filling the air Superman made up his mind. Hurling himself forward the thin air exploded around the Kryptonian as a sharp sonic boom echoed throughout the New York sky.

Racing through the air, Superman had closed the distance within seconds as he planted himself into the ground with authority. "[i]This was no accident"[/i] The alien thought. As people scrambled away in the streets in panic or watched in confusion on what had just occurred, Superman kept his composure and took a deep breath before exhaling a strong burst of air over towards the flames to put them out. As the flaming embers died Superman watched with a quiet realization that there were people inside the building and their charred remains were all that was left of them. As the gathered crowd watched the dark caped individual take out the flames, there was sudden mixture of emotions.

Scanning the stunned crowd Superman addressed the crowd with a strong, clear tone though it came out more like a demand [i]"Did anybody see what happened? Who did this?[/i]".Nobody uttered a word and Superman could see the uneasiness in their postures and facial expressions leaving the caped figure with nothing...until in his observation his ears caught the sense of a truck speeding away. Darting his head to the side and down the street, Superman watched as a truck speed  with reckless abandon. "[i]Something is not right[/i]" he silently thought. The Kryptonian lifted himself off the ground in preparation to move, he would go to confirm his suspicions.

"[i]Alright, let's be careful this time[/i]" John reminded himself before extending his arms forward, willing his 6'5 frame through the air with incredible speed and force leaving the crowd below to cover their eyes from the winds generated from the speeding alien. Rapidly closing the gap, Superman focused his vision on the speeding truck as he peered inside resulting in his suspicions confirmed, the truck was carried the weapon responsible for the sudden attack. Knowing it was up to him to stop these criminals Superman raced ahead before the speeding truck before planting himself in the ground, several feet away. Superman smirked slightly, watching the truck's passengers confused reactions as the truck had no where left to go but collide into the Kryptonian. Superman had stood firm and emerged unscathed as the front of the truck had caved in completely and come to a complete stop, leaving the passengers inside immobile from the violent interaction. Casually walking to the side of the truck or what remained of it, Superman ripped off the side door and pulled the individuals out one by one, placing them before him. Folding his arms the Kryptonian stared down the individuals with enough intensity that if looks could kill, these men would be dead but fortunately for them, they still had some uses.

[i]"Alright... so which one of you is going to talk first?"[/i]