[center][img]https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/290977655627448341/292171024986800128/coollogo_com-163531103.png[/img][/center] [b]Location: Haneson Airport, Lost Haven[/b] “We’re still too steep!” Another hero shouted. Multiple places on the front and underside of the Boeing 747 were bent or warped slightly from the strength of various heroes, all trying to push the plane up, although they were struggling just to fix the pitch angle so they wouldn’t slam nose first into the ground, and with the average jumbo jet weighting in at around three hundred tons they weren’t making a lot of progress. They had managed to gain some altitude, but instead of crashing nose first into the landing strip, it looked like they would plow right into the terminal building. David’s walls could still be seen and they were mostly in once piece, but a tiny section towards the front had collapsed into a pile of dirt, giving the formerly shielded civilians a good look at their impending doom. “It’s not working!” “Just keep trying!” “We can’t do it, we’re not strong enough!” [color=ed1c24]“Yes, we can, keep going!”[/color] David shouted back. He felt like his body was melting, slipping away, his reactions felt slower, almost like he was losing connection with his senses. [i]It must be worst on them, they still have normal bodies.[/i] The shape on his chest started to pulse out across his torso, like a ripple in a pond, and strangely enough he thought he could hear his own heartbeat for a moment. The other heroes were losing faith in themselves, but the people on the plane and on the ground needed them now. They couldn’t possible give up now, to leave those people behind was downright ugly, unforgivable, and nobody here wanted to do that. To let all these people down, to allow his family to die in such a way, he couldn’t allow this at all. As if responding to his feelings, something awakened within him, it felt familiar, and yet it was new. That feeling evolved, changing into a new energy, surging through his body, rejuvenating him, and empowering him. The energy around his body suddenly exploded outwards, shooting off violently in multiple directions, as well as engulfing a good part of the jet’s nose, it startled those near him, but it was surprisingly harmless, and instead of running away the heroes beside him continued to help. David smiled deeply inside, and gave the plane one good push. The plane rose up, just barely avoiding the building, with the tail bumping into the tip of the roof. Once it cleared the building David moved towards the middle to get more lift, energy continued to shoot wildly off his body as he moved, but now it was situated underneath the cabin. The plane had completely passed over the airport, along with a nearby parking garage, and he felt like carrying the plane this long was already pushing his luck. They managed a miracle for sure, but he wasn’t sure how much longer it was going to last. One of the other heroes must have had a similar thought. “Put us down over the harbor, we passed the strip, harbor’s the only safe place left!” [center]----[/center] The other heroes stayed with the plane as long as they could, but dashed up and away as the plane landed in the water, with only David staying under to smooth its landing. The planes’ doors opened, and the inflatable slides shot out. A few of the other heroes went down, probably to reassure the passengers. David took this moment to look his body over, it was hard not to see the energy from earlier exploding off his body, but he was fine now, and this body was just as normal as it ever was. [i]What was that about?[/i] “Not sure how you did it, but nice job, name’s Gangway.” The hero that approached him earlier had come to him again. His teal and white costume had some kind of ‘arrow’ design, several upward pointing lines, a sleeveless top, along with some kind of fat domino mask. And for some reason, an arrow pointed downwards from his abdomen. David opted not to talk about that. [color=ed1c24]“Terra Firma.”[/color] David stated plainly. Several boats were coming closer now to the plane, no doubt they had seen it, or heard it, and were coming in closer to see if they could help. “Well then, Terra, how would you feel like sticking it to the Hounds even more tonight?” [color=ed1c24]“You mean back at the airport?”[/color] “No, me and a few of the other heroes took care of them, the ones that didn’t go after you anyways. You raised quite the ruckus on the landing strip, hard not to join that kind of party.” Gangway paused a moment and then continued. “You know, most of us might have come here for the same reason. But if you can forget about that, if you want to hit the Hounds again, you might be able to. A friend of mine showed me something before the signal cut out.” Gangway reached into a pocket, a pocket David didn’t see and regretted thinking about, then pulled out a phone. Gangway showed him the last message of his last conversation. David did his best to keep his own prying eyes under control and focused on what Gangway was trying to show him. Tanya: [color=00aeef][/color] [i]There’s some kind of face picture under the text?[/i] [color=00aeef][/color] [color=ed1c24]“You’re not going yourself?”[/color] “No, frankly, I’m too scared. I handle bullets just fine, you have to if you do this kind of thing, but being bombed from space. No…..I’m not ready for that. Besides, I don’t really have the right power set for fighting the Hounds.” David paused a moment to think, Icon was supposed to be a big hero, along with Iron Knight. Without detective skills of his own teaming up with them would be his only option to putting a stop to the Hounds, but there’s just one problem. If he left like this, he’d be leaving his family behind, trapped behind his stone walls. They were meant to protect them, temporarily, he planned to free them as soon as he got back, but… “Since you’re here I’m assuming you came with family too, or at least people you care about. Don’t worry, me and some of the boys plan to head back, and there are some of us that couldn’t make the journey here. Whoever you came here with, they’re in good hands.” Gangway was practically reading his mind, his situation might have been scarily similar, or maybe this was just a hero's life in general. That was probably true, if he was going to leave this would be the best time, and when he showed up again as David he could excuse it on the Hounds attack. If he showed up to say excuse himself, they’d get highly suspicious, and they’d rightfully try to stop him. Before he left he spotted a kid looking out one of the windows, he waved to David, and David waved back before giving a firm thumbs up and lifting off into the air. [center]-----[/center] [b]Location change: Sherman Square, Lost Haven[/b] It took him a little longer than he would have liked to find Sherman Square, he might have had an easier time on the car since like most people he was used to navigating buildings, but as it is, he had to reorient himself several times, and when he finally arrived he was speechless. Though it wasn’t as though he there was anybody else he could talk to, the Earth had spoken to him once, but that was so long ago David was sure that was just part of that vision. Who he thought were heroes, hoped anyways, were all over the place, explosions and gunfire were scattered all across the square. The air was unnaturally chilled, some kind of disks where spewing out ice, and the wind was unnaturally heavy. [i]Shit, just a few weeks ago this was a safe place for families to have fun, and now…[/i] Helicopters, planes, and even more of those mechanized suits were rampaging everywhere, although it looked like a couple of them were on his side. He hoped, anyways. David was still trying to take in what he was seeing when his gaze quickly darted to someone he immediately recognized. [i]Pantheon, so he’s here too? Let’s just hope this time he has all his marbles.[/i] [color=ed1c24]“Heh.”[/color] David softly muttered to himself. [i]I hope? I have the power to bend steel, I just helped land a plane just a few minutes ago. I can do more than hope.[/i] David smirked on the inside, and quickly swooped down into the square. With two large gestures he conjured several varying sized hands, seizing Hounds, trapping them in a stone grasp, or forcefully binding their hands and feet together. He tackled a couple trucks in a similar fashion, by semi submerging them into the ground, keeping them trapped behind their reinforced vehicles, or by disabling some of them by blowing out their tires underneath them. [i]Dealing with helicopters wasn’t fun the last time, let’s hope I can leave that to someone else.[/i] Even though he decided to leave the helicopters for one of the more aerial heroes, there was something else up here he could touch. In a wide motion David swiped his arms around him in a circular motion, bringing his arms close to his chest, and around his body. Lightning gathered around his body, drawing itself to his arms, then to the tips of his hands and shot outward as he aimed his limbs towards those disks in the air, bringing several of them down in an explosion of residual frost and scrapped metal. David thought as he brought his hands together one last time, and swiped down. A furious thunderbolt shot from the sky and down onto a mech, stopping him in his tracks, and letting out a furious shout from the man inside. David followed up by cuffing his arm around his helmet, and bringing them both down onto the ground. The both of them falling let out a heavy metal thudding; the suit itself appeared to be out of commission as sparks had started shooting out of certain points, along with several of the armor panels being too warped or melted to allow movement. The low sound of a groan escaping the cracked helmet told David the man was still alive, and out cold.