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[color=c0c0c0]“Let’s start with not dying.”[/color] An electronic voice answered as David hovered over an evacuating crowd. 

	[i]I can work with that[/i]

David nodded and scanned the skies. He had to help with the offensive, while making it to Icon and the others. With that in mind he flew up several dozen meters and his gaze locked onto the nearest alien jet. The central body was curved like a bird's beak, the wings on the side angled downwards with a small cylindrical object at the tips. A few of them blew right over him. It seems he was beneath their notice at his size, so he took advantage of that. 

His hands crumpled into fists and he bent his arm inwards, energy swirled around him, his very image wavered as the heat around him rose to several hundred degrees. Something he hadn't quite gotten control over, he had yet to actually need precise control over fire, as it had only been used on someone who could take it. Another element of his powers that he couldn't fully grasp, his 'feeling' of temperature. While he could tell he was getting 'hotter', it didn't burn, however, he could tell it was something that would have melted 'David Jones' alive. A problem for another day.

David threw his arms outwards, the spiraling red-hot energy around him gathered to his arms, then shot off into the air wildly towards the alien jets. It was his goal to go high and aim high, to prevent the injury of innocents, while maximizing his chances to hit fast airborne targets. But the results were... poor, another thing he would have to work at.

His dozens of fire blasts shot off into the bright blue sky, with only a couple scoring glancing shots. The jets he did hit had the edge of their wings vaporized or some rear mechanical part burned away. A bright yellow shimmer could be seen over the ones he hit momentarily.

[i]Some sort of barrier maybe?[/i]

With that level of damage, it's no wonder they continued to ignore him, and instead gunned after a group of runners.

[color=ed1c24]"Don't even think about it!"[/color]

David shouted and flew as fast as he could, putting himself in the path of the fighters. Then braced himself, holding his arms in front of his body, as the energy bolts pelted him. 

[color=ed1c24]"Hah, attacks like that won't work on me!"[/color] David shouted, he had some doubts about himself at the beginning of the day, but he had no choice but to push through. He glanced back, and he could see the group continuing to run as they met up with a policeman. 

[i]Good, go![/i]

Before he could counter attack, a larger, bulkier craft descended near him. The whole thing reminded him of a jellyfish with its odd curvatures and sloped design. What he assumed to be a gun of some kind opened up from the side and launched large, bright purple, bolts at him. David braced himself again, only for those same rounds to blow up on him in a blinding explosion, blasting him all the way back down.

[color=9e0b0f]"Gah!"[/color] He let out as his body was sent whistling through the air, and crash landed a moment later into an empty street. 

[b]“Guardians, we have troop carriers landing all over the city, we have to try and contain them before they can cause too much damage.”[/b] Icon relayed to the rest of the Guardians.

[color=ed1c24]"This is starting to feel like a war... Well.."[/color]

David looked up to see the 'carrier' landing nearby, likely so the troops can finish him off. But that is not how it will end. David stood up tall and threw an arm out and then brought it back in, causing the cement under the ship to suddenly jerk towards him. David then positioned his arms outwards vertically, his hands curved as if holding a ball, and he inverted his hands. 

[color=ed1c24]"If it's a war you want, I'll give you all the war you can handle!"[/color]

The dropship doors never got to open all the way. Several earthen pillars shot up and wrapped around the ship, flipping it upside down, and then swallowed it into the ground. The ramp at the back only allowed the faintest ray of sunlight in, before being forcefully shunted into the ground. Only the bottom of the bulbous ship could be seen, just a few inches above ground level.