[hr] [hr] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/Y5dBzhA.png[/img] [b]Multiplayer Event 2[/b] [sup][i]CITY ON FIRE[/i][/sup] [/center] [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cTBKPkjFMqk]Music[/url][hr] [hr] [center][img]https://www.dccomics.com/sites/default/files/GalleryChar_1920x1080_3_FLS_11_13_56971fc9cb2795.62947445.jpg[/img][/center] Iris was knocked against the wall as the one on her left exploded. Coulson was also slammed against the wall, grunting before going limp and falling upon the ground. No metahuman gene to help him deal with the blow obviously. The heat was unbearable as a figure walked through the flame. Mick Rory walked through untouched. When she had faced him before, he had been but a man. Thanks to the Surfer, he was something more. Power flowing through him, a furnace embedded in his chest. Iris knew she had to do something, and so far nothing had worked. She could barely land a blow against him Pushing herself to her feet Iris ran straight at him, her suit starting to heat up and burn due to the increased heat. Rory in the face repeatedly, Iris continued to circle around Rory as he tried to fend off her assault in vain. He couldn’t, as she moved faster than he could even think. Suddenly she felt the heat build up in it’s ferocity, her hair starting to singe. Iris pulled away slightly Mick screamed. [b][color=#ff0000]“YOU CAN’T DO THIS-!”[/color][/b] [b][color=#ff0000]“-I-”[/color][/b] Flame erupted from all his limbs, fearful for what was about to happen she turned away from him. Moving over to Coulson and grabbing his limp body. Cradling him in her arms, and once again wishing beyond belief that she had been hit by the strength equivalent of a bolt of lightning. She was really going to have to change her exercise routine, all the running was well and good but with how often she had to carry people it was getting a bit ridiculous. [b][color=#ff0000]“-AM-” [/color][/b] Iris turned, running away from the source of trouble. Sweat pouring down her forehead, the heat coming off her foe at this point was beyond imaginable. [b][color=#ff0000]“-HEATWAVE!”[/color][/b] An explosion rocked the street behind her. She had been awake for a grand total of maybe fifteen minutes, and in that time at least four streets had exploded. The explosion buffeted her a little bit but she pushed on, placing Coulson lying against a wall at the end of the street. Firefighters ran between buildings as police cordoned off the area, obviously unsure on how to approach the situation. Iris turned to walk down the street. Her body still ached from her bout against Zoom. Her entire body felt the effects of the heat, while her suit was built to be resistant to heat she was currently pushing it to its limits. [color=#ff9900]“This isn’t you. This is the power that’s been forced into your body.” [/color]Iris spoke as she walked towards him, she saw him limping now. Whatever weapon that had been infused with him obviously didn’t take into account the level of rage that Heatwave represented. He screamed as he fired a blast of fire towards her, she could see the skin begin to blister and peel. In damaging the weapon it had removed his imperviousness to fire. Iris dodged the blast with ease. [color=#ff9900]“Mick, the weapon is damaging you. It’s going to kill you, let me help.”[/color] She ducked as a wave passed right over her head. [b][color=#ff0000]“YOU DID THIS! YOU DID THIS TO ME!”[/color][/b] Iris sighed as she ran straight at him, closing her eyes as a blast of fire approached her. Allowing her body to become out of phase as she focused on the vibrations of the air, the vibrational energy of the fire. She still felt it burn through her, it took every minute amount of self control to stop herself from convulsing into a little ball as her insides burned. Screaming due to the exertion it required she passed her hand straight into the furnace in his chest. Her hand burned as she vibrated it within the furnace attached to Heatwaves body. They both screamed in pain. Grabbing onto the furnace she had her hand become solid again, before bringing it out of phase with her. Pulling it from his body, the straps tearing off from his skin and the fire in his eyes began to flicker out. Heatwaves eyes rolled back in his head as he fell backwards as Iris pulled the furnace free. As soon as it was free from his body it fell to pieces on the ground as she fell to her knees panting. She heard footsteps running towards her as S.H.I.E.L.D agents crowded Rory, weapons aimed at him. Despite him being unconscious they swiftly rolled him over and restrained him, before lifting him away. Iris grabbed one of the agents by the hand. [color=#ff9900]“Iron Heights.”[/color] The agent stopped. “Excuse me?” [color=#ff9900]“He goes to Iron Heights.” [/color]The agent looked over at Coulson, who had regained his footing and was making his way over to them slowly. Coulson nodded. “Right away Ma’am.” [color=#ea9999]“You know it’s not over, right?” [/color]Iris turned to face Coulson as he spoke, a look of sympathy crossed his face for a moment before he regained his composure. She must look as bad as she felt. [color=#ea9999]“If he was really powered up by, and sent here by the Silver Surfer then that means-”[/color] Iris pushed herself to her feet, groaning as she did so. [color=#ff9900]“-That means he’s on the loose again and needs to be stopped. I know.” [/color]She turned to face Coulson, offering him the most reassuring smile she could muster in her present condition. [color=#ff9900]“I’ve done it before, I can do it again.” [/color]She turned to head off towards New York City, before she did so Coulson grabbed her arm. She tried not to wince as his hand clasped around her, she wasn’t looking forward to taking the costume off as if that small gesture was any indication her body was going to be covered in burns. [color=#ea9999]“Get help. Don’t do it alone.”[/color] [color=#ff9900]“Don’t worry, I’ve got a friend in New York.” [/color]In a flash of light, and a rush of air she was gone. Leaving Coulson standing there with a concerned look on his face.