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[i]Titan Tower, San Francisco[/i]
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Glass shattered in onto the tile floor of the small mom and pop bakery as a red-clad archer vaulted over and behind the counter, snatching a somewhat fresh bear claw nimbly during the maneuver. He had just gotten the message and was getting close to the location of the...[i]control-entity... who even fucking talks like that?[/i] The archer took a bite out of the bear claw, nearly choking on it as he was nearly out of breath and scarfing down the delicious pastry. Superheroes use up a lot of energy, and Roy was fairly certain the family running this bakery would be fine with him eating if it meant...

Just as he had swallowed, the archer watched a giant hulking fist of steel burst in through the front of the bakery, decimating the interior of the bakery. Roy was becoming less certain the family running the place would be fond of him now that some reject transformer decided to "bull in a china shop" the place. Regardless, this was the kind of opportunity Roy was looking for. The hostiles appeared to be trying to adapt to fighting styles, but the Green Arrow had always cautioned Speedy to be unpredictable. It's fairly difficult to pick up on someone's fighting style when they quite frankly don't know what their next move is sometimes.

Within a minute, the transformer fell to the ground after a few well-placed arrows managed to impale into the battery of the former Semi-Truck and disrupt the charge. Roy was being conservative with his explosives, not knowing necessarily what to expect once he reached the location he was sent. [i]Shit, what was his name? The Whizzer? Whiz-Kid? Quicksilver? Gahhh, can't keep their damn names straight.[/i] The archer fought to remember the speedster's name as he continued pushing closer towards the city-center. He had put something together that he felt the others might find particularly helpful, given his last experiment on discount Optimus. The archer placed two fingers up towards his ear, pressing in on the earpiece. "[color=ed1c24]Arsenal to Titans... The robot goons cease to function if you take out their power supply. I would suggest focusing your fire. See you lot at the finish line.[/color]" With those last few words of encouragement, Roy continued dashing through the streets of San Francisco, closer and closer to the "Overload" until its odd form was just within view... 

[i]What the fuck is that?![/i]