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[color=deepskyblue]	Marcus' legs shook and stirred, his balance started to show weakness. The multiple punches from the various kids proved quite strong. They definitely packed some heavy muscle within their attacks. The chef could feel a lot of pressure in each punch. He flailed his arms in the air and around in his body in the means of blocking some of their moves, he managed to recover and decrease the amount of damage given to him; however, some of the punches still made it through. 

	Marcus moaned after sensing a pair of knuckles directly head to his gut. A puff of air immediately released from his mouth followed by frequent panting. Gritting his teeth, Marcus did not enjoy his situation. The entire situation kept him embarrassed. More likely, he should be babysitting these brats, but instead, they are ganging up on him. The hardest part to accept that Marcus was losing.
 He convinced himself that he would collapse before them defeated. Marcus started contemplating what to do. His rubbiness helped him prolong the battle thankfully.

	Then Marcus noticed his opportunity. The three kids around him stopped their onslaught of punches and cringed. Their faces distorted to show pain and surprise. All of them stumbled in place, they turned around to see what had transpired. Once they rotated,
 Marcus could see a familiar projectile lodged in their bodies. Looking up, he saw the archer from before perched on the van. Connecting the dots, Marcus grew furious. [color=cyan]"Oh! Now I'm getting help from HER!"[/color]

	Marcus did not want to receive help from someone who previously injected a painful arrow into him. Utilizing his opportunity, he grabbed one of the distracted kids by the shoulders. Angrily, he proceeded to swing the tot around and knock the other kids around. [color=cyan]"I'm going to beat a kid with another kid!"[/color]  [/color]


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[color=gray] Some of the kids knocked around by the other child that Marcus swung around was having difficulty trying to get back on their feet. They growled and started speaking in demonic tongue. Hissing came out of their mouth, proceeding to stand their position and keep trying to the best the older, rubber teenager.

	Kurt's body smashed a child between the metallic skin of the van and his hulking weight. The kid couldn't withstand the pain and released the lizard from his grasp. He slid down to the floor next to the tires. Spitting on the floor, his obvious expression determined annoyance. [color=red]"Get him. He needs to die,"[/color] the kid grunted. The other two adolescents clawing and biting on Kurt's back heard their teammate. They nodded to each other, sliding down his scaly back to grab his legs. With the combined strength of the two kids, they were capable of picking City Dragon a couple feet off the ground. They proceeded to toss him to the van and top it over on its side. 

	 Ally's quick thinking did put the kids off of her. Their legs sort of made the trip due to the sudden velocity and speed. One of the girls stood and tried elbowing Ally; her elbow becoming bruised with every hit once impacting the titanium shell. [color=pink]"What is this? How are you able to do this?"[/color] She cried out and decided to stop hitting her with the elbow. After a couple of hits, her elbow opened up and start seeping blood. The young girl shook it off, attempting to push Ally over. She also ordered the other girls to get up and assist her. 

	The two younglings rushing toward the electric woman began to slow down after becoming attacked by sudden arrows. They continued forward. 


	Everyone seemed busy trying to fend off the little hellions. All of the super-powered teenagers had their hands full. Even then, they all probably turned their heads to the sound of shattering glass. At one of the houses, the second floor bedroom's window busted. This house belonged to the mysterious archer. The noise of broken glass was followed by four kids jumping on the sidewalk. 

	Each child held onto a limb of the archer's sister. The sister appeared to be paralyzed, asleep even. The children that abducted her began accessing the situation. They exchanged glances with all of the teenagers; short growls were made. Then in an instant, they immediately shifted into a sprint. Running across the street, they entered the forest. 
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