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It was two forty-five and the bell just rang at Eisner High School. The school buses outside were a steel gray like most of the city. Thousands of citizens waited for the completion of the elevated mass transit system. Some kids still walked home as there were suburbs just across the highway. Jake Johnson looked for a broom closet to change into his blue clothing and don his mask. Mister Brightside was long gone [i]by now[/i], but surely a hero or two had made an attempt to take the guy down. As Boy Blue, Jake patrolled the edge of Kings Bay and practiced with his horn near the end of Copper Creek. Like many other days, he bumped into the Copper Kids Gang. 

“We told ya, you ain’t welcome ‘round here.” One of the kids in their late teens claimed. 

“I told you, sooner or later one of these mobsters is gonna execute the lot of you. You don’t have to be goons for hire.” Boy Blue stated in response. “Just tell me, who paid you to burn down the orphanage?”

The gang had been sipping on moonshine, likely given to them by one of the bootleggers tied to the mobs and gangs of the city. Their health was impaired to say the least. 

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One of the kids wielding a ball bat came from behind BB and struck him in the shoulder.

BB – 12 (lost 1 HP)
CKG1 – 5

Boy Blue turned around and tripped the kid up, putting him on the ground. They were in a large field by Copper Creek next to a couple abandoned warehouses.

BB – 12
CKG1 – 4 (lost 1 HP)

Another kid came in with a cheap shot that turned Jake into a headbutt from another member of the gang.

BB – 10 (lost 2 HP from two separate attacks)
CKG2 – 5
CKG3 – 5

When he shook off the attacks and got his wits about him, Boy Blue pulled his mystical instrument from the holster he’d made in the back of his shirt and blasted the partial gang of misfit orphans.

BB – 10
CKG1 – 3
CKG2 – 4
CKG3 – 4 (I was going to blast all 5 members but I’m limited to 4 attacks per post)

From atop one of the abandoned buildings stood a towering figure. His student always did have a habit of getting himself into situations he couldn’t get himself out of. The older hero watched the kids gang up on Boy Blue, not feeling particularly in a hurry to save him. By observation alone, he determined that they were drunk. The man felt disappointed, more than anything. 

Professor Ironside descended upon the kids, landing on his feet in front of Boy Blue with enough force that the ground audibly trembled in his presence. Despite being a superhero, his “costume” looked relatively plain. A sleeveless trench coat over a suit and blue tie. He wore an old, dingy gray welding mask to conceal his face, but what stood out most was his arms. They were solid metal, and faintly reflective in the evening sun. He stared down the literal children for several, dead silent seconds before deciding how to handle this situation.

[color=lightgray]”Do your families know where you are currently?”[/color] the metal-armed titan asked them, patiently. His voice reverberated through the mask in such a way that he sounded more machine than human. [color=lightgray]”What would they say, if they knew you were harming an innocent boy?”[/color]