[color=#000000]"Hijack"[/color]
Near Kinko's
[i]Two targets identified. No... Three...[/i]
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The inky black night provided the perfect camouflage for Jason as he prowled the rooftops, looking down upon the streets below. He was on the lookout for anything that might seem out of the ordinary. He had to remain vigilant in this situation, he didn't want to shoot an innocent. Jason promised himself that he would not let his personal crusade affect innocent bystanders. While many won't agree with his methods, they'll see in time. Every single super in this city has to go. Fortunately, his choice to wear all black and operate at this time would hopefully give Jason a headstart and an advantage with anyone he sees. It seemed it wouldn't be too long before something caught his attention.

Jason slung the M4 rifle over his shoulder and made his way over to where he saw two masked figures in hoodies heading towards a Kinko's. He readied his grappling hook and shot it across the street, a satisfying metal clink echoed through the night as the hook managed to latch onto something. Jason affixed the launcher to his waist and jumped, holding onto the rope and planting his feet against the wall of the building. He crept to the edge, making sure he could lean around and keep an eye on the target building. He watched as one teleported the two inside. Jason noted that it could be a problem to take aim on him if the man with the black mask became aware of his whereabouts. It seemed like it would be advantageous to try and take him out first. It would get real dicey if both of them possessed teleporting powers.

The gun-toting vigilante clambered up to the top of the nearby building, picking up the grappling hook and letting the cord slide back into it's compartment with the hook with it. He crept his way to the edge of the roof and laid down, getting in place to take a shot. However, it seemed a blonde hair man was approaching the shop. What did he want? The store was closed. Jason waited and watched from afar as the man disappeared to the back of the building. He shrugged. If things go down, then it was just another head to put his crosshairs over. Finally, he saw the man in the black mask, who seemed to be reading some sort of magazine. Perfect, a distraction would make this all too easy.

Jason readied the gun, comfortably putting the stock against his shoulder and looked down the sights. He put the rifle on single shot, and clicked the safety off. His sights were aimed directly at the man's head. Jason exhaled slowly, and squeezed the trigger, the shot muffled with the suppressor as his bullet flew through the air, and smashed the glass pane between him and his target.