[center][img]https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/290977655627448341/292171024986800128/coollogo_com-163531103.png[/img][/center] [@Indy Cooper][@Athinar] [center][b]Location: Jones Household Time: A nice peaceful morning[/b][/center] [hr] “-the destruction wrought by the Hounds is nothing compared to the property damage wrought by this metahuman seen here.” The screen showed a picture of Pantheon, taking down a helicopter, and then showed footage of David’s earth spikes in action, striking out at the Hound’s vans. “This metahuman shown earlier appears to possess massive strength, and the ability to control the earth around him. As shown from this video here, taken from-“ “Ah, come on!” David accidentally shouted, grabbing the attention of his daughter Madeline, she ventured halfway down the stairs. “Something wrong Dad?” “E-Uh-Oh!” David yelped as he fumbled with the television remote, he managed to change the channel, but he wasn’t sure if it was just in time or not. The TV showed an armored woman grasping at her arm after a laser had struck her; a brightly colored title card covered the scene a moment later signaling the break into commercial. “Uh, it’s Princess Solaira! I thought you said she was born from sunshine, so why does she get hurt from Professor Bright’s Lightbeams?” “Huh, aren’t you too old to be watching that? Even I stopped.” Maddie said judgingly and maybe even jokingly, but it still stung a little. “What happened, you used to love this show?” David asked. "You used to do this all the time." He began waving his arms in a circle dramatically. Apparently it was supposed to look like the moon. “If you have time to play around would you mind picking up some stuff for me? I left the list on the fridge, thanks!” Another voice shouted from across the house, his wife Cecilia in the bedroom, presumably still freshening up before leaving. "How'd she hear us, we're on the other side of the house?" Madeline whispered, a look of confusion painted her face. “Motherly instinct?" David said, giving a confused shrug. [center]------------------------------------[/center] David had spent about an hour gathering up all the items on the list, just the usual restocking on snacks and essentials, and what he assumed to be beauty products. He always felt weird shopping for women’s stuff alone. [i]Next time I’ll just bring Maddie with me. [/i] David thought bringing her would probably help at least fend off the awkwardness. His brows furrowed a second later as the sound of gunfire erupted from a block away, other people got curious too and stopped, forcing David to hit the brakes as well. Listening around for the source David assumed he found it as bright lights and flashes exploded from behind a few buildings. David brought up his phone and started typing to his wife. [color=6ecff6][/color] [i]There, and it’s more or less true. [/i] [center]------------------------------------[/center] Terra Firma flew high above the city, feeling the breeze on his skin, even if it wasn’t actually skin, was amazing, that along with his bird’s eye view of the city were almost enough to make him forget why he came up here. Another series of bright explosions and gunfire was more than enough of a reminder, as he got closer he realized just what he was getting into again, and his fists clenched together tightly. [i]That armor, it’s the Hounds, again.[/i] David sped towards the square, from his angle he saw a few things that didn’t match up, a large mist haunting an alleyway along with Hounds jumping around yelling at each other, and several [i]ugly[/i] ice sculptures around the entire park, among other things. The dazzling pillars of lights from before shot out again, leading David to an alleyway, in it he spotted a weirdly dressed woman along with several other armed men, he caught the lettering on their backs. Police, and NSA agents; even as confident as David was in his local law enforcement, he couldn’t let them deal with this alone, especially since they were so badly outnumbered. “[color=ed1c24]Looks like you could use a firm hand![/color]” David shouted and he shot towards them. David dove downwards, behind a line of Hounds attempting to surround the woman, keeping in mind of both property and person; he slowed his descent into a slide, and swung his arms underneath the legs of several hounds, tripping them up, over, and onto their heads. In that same instant he spotted a Hound about to get the jump on one of the police, so he flung his finger upwards, and a thickened piece of stone and concrete shot upwards in the shape of a door, stopping the Hound from firing, the slab fell backwards onto him, knocking him out, or keeping him otherwise occupied. “[color=ed1c24]Unlike the Hounds of Humanity, a real dog knows when to stay down![/color]” David roared as he spun his fists around into the chest of another Hound, blowing him back into several of his friends, and into a large pile of garbage bags. Several of the Hounds took immediate notice of David, giving him a burst of rifle fire from several directions, his stance faltered only for a moment. David then rushed towards one of the closest Hounds, hoisted him over his shoulders, spun in place, and tossed him into a dumpster; the force of the throw caused the dumpster lid to slam shut. David dashed across the alleyway, throwing his fists into the nearest Hound he could find, until he felt that woman and the agents had enough room to breathe. “[color=ed1c24]So who are you, and what brings the Hounds to our neighborhood today?[/color]”