[center]When the ground shook compellingly, the shadow creatures had toppled over within the depths of this destruction. The Atlantean stood tall as the water erupted from the holes in the street. He used this to swiftly move the water underneath the many civillians, washing them all around the city and to safe places so the shadow creatures could not take hold of them. His sword in his right hand had had come to bend and stretch outward in the katana-blade formation. A blue light erupted from the sword itself, the bent middle glowing with power.[/center]

[center]Water swirled from the depths of his blade and came around his arm as a gauntlet. The vision splitting as the sword cut through the many shadow creatures with ease. His bloodlust was not quenched in thirst when he continued slashing through the unearthly creatures.[/center]

[center]"And now look here, we have some kind of new superhero around. His abilities, impressive."[/center]

[center]"Sir, please, I'd think it'd be best if you not get so close to the action.. don't you think?"[/center]

[center]"I'm trying, Bob, its not working!"[/center]

[center]The helicopter was spiraling out of control as a group of shadow creatures whiplashed a mist of complete darkness onto its chopper-blades. The mist seeped also into the controls, rendering their lives to be lived further on to a one percent. That one percentage would be of Gill payed attention to this, but he was busy slashing through the other shadow creatures. The chopper descended at godspeed, and a head was turned. Afterimages were seen behind him as the world seemed to slow. The heart beating.. [i]Bump[/i] [i]Bump[/i]. Gill traveled, breaking the ground as his sword was sent into the air. The blade seeming to have a mind of its own, ripping through the shadowy forms of evil..[/center]

[center]Whilst this happened, the ground was hit by the heels of his feet, and he was spiraling in the air, turning as the helicopter descended. The faces of fear within the confines of the helicopter soon turned to surprise when a loud 'BUMP' was heard, and they had stopped. Underneath them, Gill stood upon a large pillar of manipulated water, he had frozen it underneath himself. He was holding the large hunk of metal upon his shoulders, his fingers were latching on and cutting through the helicopter's blades to hold it still. Loud screeching sounds coming out from the depths of the metal that was about to break apart, steam rising as the mists of the shadowy creatures still rose. His Mediterranean-blue latched onto the pilot's own.[/center]

[b]Get.. Out..[b]

[center]Gill's fingers taped the window, breaking it. A scream of fear had come from the pilot and the passenger as he tore the door open, along with the metal underneath him. Underneath him, the shadow creatures were batting, hacking away at the ice. He shared the same fear of the two humans, now. Realizing this when the ice had slumped over to the right side with a loud 'CRACK'. His vision had began to blur, holding this helicopter upon his shoulders. Gill grabbed the pilot's shirt collar with his right hand, tossing him roughly into the air. At the same time as he ascended with the utmost power of fear turning over his will, he also tossed the passenger. The ice cracking under him, falling.[/center]

[center]This Atlantean turned in the air, the ice cracking and melting down its atoms. The water caught him, and accelerated in a medium sized tidal wave that grasped the two men, letting them slide as the water splashed onto the ground, letting them land onto their butts in softness. Now his sore body was laying against the ground, watching the creatures move around him and unsheathe shadowy weapons of darkness[/center]