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Sam laughed, jubilant. [color=Thistle]“Want a bullet in your mouth this time, air boy? Huh?”[/color] She was evidently taking glee from this, her face lighting up as she saw Dawnbreaker in pain. [color=Thistle]“Fucking soft-ass idiot. You can’t kill me with [i]oxygen[/i]. I breathe oxygen!”[/color] Sam took a deep breath as if to demonstrate that she did indeed breathe oxygen, before yanking hard on the controls of the plane. 

The jet went into a violent and fast barrel roll as Sam tried to literally throw him off the plane. She, however, seemed to be having a grand old time as the plane careened, nose down, towards the ground. If Dawnbreaker wasn’t in control the sheer force of the wind would send him flying off.

Dawnbreaker hit the deck hard as the plane spun. His whole body hurt at the impact onto the ship. He scrapped as much energy he could in the hopes he would stick to the plane. The cape was now pulling at his neck, near strangling him. He couldn’t spare the energy to keep it in place like before. It was a really cool cape, but it had to go. Dawnbreaker struggled an arm up and unclipped it. Sparing no time to watch it fly off into more peaceful skies. Sure he felt exhausted from the gunshot, but you can muster all sorts of energy when your life is at risk. 

[color=2AC2EA]‘Why did I think she would play fair?’[/color] Was the main question running in his head over and over. [color=2AC2EA]‘Why am I playing fair? He said everything would be alright as long as I played the part. But every time I’ve done something heroic, it just blows up in my face. With all that advice, I’m facing certain death if I don’t do something right now.’[/color] Could he get her to surrender? Off  the cards. Give an awe inspiring speech? That doesn’t work on nose diving planes. So what could he realistically do here?

The wings. Wings in planes require a keen balance of air pressure above and below them to maintain a desired altitude. With the amount of energy he had left, this was the best bet. Trusting more in speeding up wind than slowing it, Dawnbreaker increased the speed above the wings. He made sure to balance the wings to avoid further rolling. Hopefully this was a good temporary solution, it had to work.

One thing didn’t go unnoticed though, there was no winning this. All his efforts continuously drained his own energy while she went unharmed. When the plane becomes balanced again, he would have to retreat. Dawnbreaker’s expression no longer kept his heroic smile, he looked at Sam with a cold anger. She had done harm to him, his friends, and countless innocents. Yet he would have to just let her go.

The wings of the plane came to a sudden standstill. Dawnbreaker’s wind was forcing them to remain straight, so now they were in a straight nose-dive. [color=Thistle]“Shit!”[/color] Sam slammed upwards to avoid a total crash. She very much disliked the lack of control. The G-forces were enough to turn anyone’s stomach, and even she was turning a bit green. But, to her satisfaction, Dawnbreaker wasn’t looking awesome either. He was barely clinging onto the plane, his arm bloodied. He looked terrible, and that’s what made her smile.

Now she just needed to shake him off. Despite posturing, Sam had no intent of actually crashing the plane and fighting Blitz. She didn’t know who the other bitch was, but she had no desire to get impaled by a giant, muscled fist. Instead, she simply flew off into the sky, still trying her best to disengage her clinger.

With the plane now steady, Dawnbreaker took the opportunity to disengage off the plane. Letting the criminal get away. He didn’t want to, it felt wrong to. But he could fight much longer. As he leapt off behind the plane, Dawnbreaker turned around to watch it fly away. His cocky smile was long gone and replaced with a mix of disappointment and tiredness.

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After the plane was out of sight he slowly descended to the ground. Seeing his cape lying on top of a nearby tree, he picked it up on his way down. Reaching the ground, he took in the silence and the opportunity to catch his breath. It wouldn’t be long before one of the other heroes came to check on him. But he couldn’t show himself in this state. Dawnbreaker was unbeatable, even if Lucas wasn’t.

[color=2AC2EA]‘God this thing hurts’[/color] thought Lucas as he slowly draped the cape back over his shoulders. It was a slow and arduous process but he got it back on. He made sure to keep the cape on a right tilt so that his injured arm was concealed by it, then stumbled his way back toward the mean hero lady. Maybe she had some success...

On second thought, he was just going to head home to the Starbright Foundation.

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