[IC] Adolescent Heroes (Teen Titans Inspired)

[1Hawkeyes]

Ally continued to walk towards the figures, hoping they would be friendly. When she got close enough to see their faces and clothing attire more clearly, she frowned. No friends would be wearing these. These had to be the convicts. Her muscles tightened, as she realized these two men would be out to kill her. She gulped and approached them with more caution.

The obesity and grease of his hair disgusted the girl, but his neck twitches startled her. These convicts were here to kill her, but what kind of death were they planning on giving her? Before her mind could wander off to the possibilities, she refocused on the two men standing before her.

The second, more lanky man did not intimidate her, though she knew not to underestimate him. The voice never said the convicts wouldn't be armed and this man looked like the type to bring a gun to a knife fight. Although she was confident her metal form could defend against a knife and a bullet, she couldn't hold the form forever, especially if this simulation would last a full day. She thought out her options. Turn metal now and waste precious energy, or stay human but also stay vulnerable. In the end, she chose to stay normal until the metal form was absolutely necessary.

This was when the bald man began to talk. He sprinted at her, but Ally had more than enough time to react. As he sprinted, she breathed, clearly and calmly. She watched him draw back his fist, readying an enormous punch. The girl knew if she let him hit her, she would be dazed, possibly even out cold. As his fist flew forward towards her face, she too moved forward, placing her hand towards the inside facing part of his neck and her leg between his legs. She used her and his force to trip and send him flying to the ground. With all of the speed and force, he fell with a loud thud! She pressured her knee into his stomach, knowing this wouldn't terribly injure him, but would hurt like heck.

"This is how you get less time? By hurting others?" Ally shouted at the bald man, punching him in the face as hard as she could. "How does it feel to be hurt?" she asked, striking him again. She punched him three more times, but seeing blood trickling from his nose prevented her from sending another strike. Despite knowing this was a man who tried to kill her, she felt bad and though she might not admit it, she was subliminally holding back power.

Quickly, she stood and faced the fat convict, trying to figure out how to tackle the problem. I'll have to go metal, I can't lift 500 pounds! she thought, preparing for any kind of attack he might perform. She also hoped the man on the floor didn't get back up and learned his lesson.

[Leaves]

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The corpulent convict eyed the woman. His head twitched slightly when he noticed how skilled the woman was in combat. He took a few steps forward. Each footing made his stomach bounce. The hair on his scalp shook back and forth. It was then a faint whisper could be heard.

Ally was not close enough to hear a whisper, but she could still pick up the voice. It was raspy and unpleasant. The voice sounded as if it had marbles in its mouth. The titanium girl could almost feel the fat convict's breath on her ear. It was cold and disconcerting how the voice traveled through the wind.

"This woman knows how to defend herself. How entertaining." Ally's ears felt a slight breeze. She understood the words clearly; however, she then heard jumbled words and stutters. In an instance, the titanium girl lost her balance. The place around her began to look fuzzy.

She couldn't have seen it, but the corpulent man rushed at her. Each stomp created a small vibration under him. The convict laid a punch on her chest which sent her flying backwards a couple feet. Ally regained her senses after the attack, but she couldn't have helped but feel the obsese man held back his strength.

The raspy voice came back again. "Please tell me you're not finished. A small girl defeated the infamous Predator Percy. How ridiculous. The bald convict sat up from the beatdown he got. He rubbed his face aggressively. His expression was obvious; the man was pissed.

"Shut the fuck up. I figured she was just a kid." He cleaned the blood of off his face. "I'm just going to go right out and kill her. She pissed me the fuck off. The balded man, now known as Predator Percy, stood in front of the bigger convict.

He eyed the girl almost as if this was going to be the last time he saw her. "I'm getting that fucking reduced sentence. Percy suddenly started scraping at his bald head. He was pulled at his scalp with excessive aggression. Skin flakes started to crumble revealing a thin line around his cranium. Placing his fingernails inside the line, he strangely popped his head open.

It was then that an eerie sensation erupted from his head. It was something that possibly froze Marcus and Kurt in place despite them being a few blocks away. Claws started to emanate from his skull. Percy's head started to give birth to another being. A devilish creature appeared with half of its torso sticking out of the convict's head.

The monster hissed and snarled. Its noises were unnatural and out of this world.

It Feeds

It could see the young girl and believe this was the meal ticket. His arms stretched out and were flung out to the girl. Its arms were shaped like scythes and looked incredibly sharp.

"How interesting."

[LemonZest1337]

Kurt hissed then turned away from Marcus, "Fine then, we split up." Kurt started to stride away from Marcus towards an alley.
He wished that Marcus would be for the idea of teaming up to stay alive, but this was apparently not the case.

He had all but vanished into an alley before a terrible feeling struck him and he turned back around. He walked back into the light "Did you feel that? Jesus, this place must be more screwed up than I thought...". He couldn't help but feel uneasy, and tried his best to hide it but failed miserably.

Kurt then shook his head no longer willing to split up. "Look I don't know what the heck is going through your head. But after that, there is no way in hell I'm going alone. I got a feeling this place is a lot more dangerous than it appears...". Kurt hopes that these words along with the wretched feeling he thinks they both just felt, is enough to convince Marcus to team up.

[1Hawkeyes]

Ally watched as the large convict sauntered his way towards her. She tried not to pay attention to the mount of lard protruding from underneath his shirt, but couldn't help but sneak a peek. Exercise was a very big part of her life and she couldn't imagine gaining so much weight. Then the whispers came. Initially, she couldn't understand them, but they sent shivers up her spine.

That was when the second, intelligible whisper came. She was about to respond, but her balance flew to pieces when the jumbled whispers began. Her knees buckled and she began to fall. Quickly, she stuck her arm out and scraped her fingertips along the floor, allowing her to keep some balance. As she tried to stand up straight again, the fat convict began to sprint towards her, creating rippling vibrations through the ground with every step. This didn't help her balance at all, and she wasn't clear-minded enough to go titanium. His fist landed straight into her chest, sending flying back.

Her back slammed hard against the ground, sending all of her air out of her lungs. A pain radiated through her chest. Though she knew he hadn't broken anything, she knew, somewhere deep in her gut, that this man was largely holding back. She regained her senses, and some breath, and was able to stand again. She quickly went into a loose fighting stance, not wanting to become too stiff. This man was too strong- she would either have to dodge him altogether or go metal.

This was when "Predator Percy" stood. Just the name was enough to creep someone out, especially a younger woman. "Suddenly I wish I hit you a lot harder," Ally told the man. Why did she hold back? If he was so willing to hurt her, and if he was a convict, he probably hurt many, many people. A strong feeling of stupidity washed over her, but there was nothing she could do about it now.

Then he began to scratch at his head. Originally the woman attributed this to a form of insanity, but then his scalp began to peel away. Her jaw dropped, but she kept her focus. She didn't want to take another hit from the heavy convict, at least not in her human form. His head began to peel back and to the ground until he lifted it. What Ally could only describe as a demon popped out of his head, and she was terrified. Humans usually didn't scare her, but this definitely wasn't a human. The demon looked at her, and fear rippled throughout her body. The sharp-looking claws worried her. If this was indeed a demon, she couldn't count on normal laws and physics to apply to it.

The demon launched at her and she immediately went full titanium. She couldn't be sure the claws wouldn't tear through her now titanium body, so she quickly rolled to the side, rather sloppily. Though she had practiced being in her titanium state quite a bit, she lacked practicing movement and fighting in this form. She turned back around to face the demon, not willing to withdraw from her metal form. Her eyes shifted between the three beings in front of her. She couldn't take all three on at once.

She focused her thoughts on the demon. She particularly wasn't fond of the supernatural like this. If it was a demon like she thought, she wasn't within the power to extinguish it. If it was simply a monster, she still wasn't sure how to beat it, and figured brute force might be her best bet.

Ally then refocused on Percy. He just expelled this creature from his head. Could he be weakened? Perhaps his physical form was connected to the demon, especially since it appeared from his head. This might not be the smartest idea, but it's my best bet, Ally thought. She took a deep breath and charged for Percy. Once she felt she was close enough, she jumped and kicked out, hoping hit his head and knock him back onto the ground.

[Leaves]

Marcus Winters

Marcus rolled his eyes once the lizard man decided to storm off. It wasn’t his intentions to separate, but this was possibly for the best. Marcus had no experience working with anyone else in this situation. He is great teammate when it comes to working on an assignment. In basketball, Marcus was an asset to the team. When playing video games, Marcus made a great second player.

But fighting against perilous convicts? That wasn’t something listed in his resume. The entire environment and situation was something the boy never prepared or knew how to handle. He couldn’t be sure if having a teammate would help or hinder his predicament.

Marcus watched the lizard man disappear into an alleyway. “Well I guess he made his decision,” he scoffed. “I don’t suppose these convicts will listen to reason.” He joked; there was a sigh shortly after. All this stress has really hid his sarcastic personality.

Marcus then looked up to see the buildings around him. Biting into his thumb, he acknowledged that his rubberiness hasn’t faded yet. “I still got a few minutes,” he noted. Marcus studied how tall the structures were and figured he could get a beneficial vantage point. The view from above could inform him of his surroundings. Because of right now, he was totally clueless.

Marcus prepared to leap towards one of the building walls when suddenly he froze. The teen stopped his movement and did not move a muscle. Sweat began to pour down his brow. What the hell? A dark presence came over the teenager. He shifted his head slightly to the side.

Marcus was certain something had appeared next to him. He couldn’t shake the presence of something unnatural. The teen shook out of his spell when he noticed the lizard man returning to his position. Most likely, the amphibian hybrid felt it too. Kurt talked but Marcus was barely listening. There was something out there and it didn’t seem normal.

“Shut up,” Marcus said with panic in his voice. “Look stop making decisions and just—” He paused and pinched the stem of his nose. “Just stop. I can’t believe I am here.” There was a brief sigh before he continued talking.

Pointing to the building, he began informing Kurt of his intentions. “I’m going to bounce up there and look for what’s around. You go in the direction I tell you.” Marcus gritted his teeth and approach one of the walls of the buildings. He didn’t give Kurt the time to rebute. Marcus’ curiosity got the best of him.

I need to know what that was. I can’t fight it. Marcus walked between two buildings and demonstrated his rubber capabilities. The teen bounced back and forth on both walls until he successfully made it to the top. Immediately, he looked around for anything suspicious. I need to know. I need to know. I need to kn-

Marcus dropped to his knees. About two or one street over, he witnessed a fight breaking out. He couldn’t make it out entirely but something was off. The teen could see a ghoulish figure. Marcus suddenly knew that it wasn’t human. He had been talking to fucking lizard man but from two blocks away, he knew this was demonic.

Marcus choked on his words. “Kurt, travel north!” He shouted from the rooftop. Marcus picked himself up slowly. He wasn’t sure if this was the best option, but he was going to have to find out more information. The teen began taking steps and bouncing from rooftop to rooftop.

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The monster’s claws bounced off the woman’s body. The collision unleashed colorful sparks of red and white. Percy had a forehead vein appear from frustration. He was not expecting such a talented person. “What is this bitch’s problem? Just die, already!”

The demon sprouted from his skull roared. It seemed Percy’s emotions had transferred to the monster. The claws retracted back to the body of the monster. There was a process, but the scythe-like arms were morphing. Darkness shrouded the monster’s hands and began giving it mass.

Percy could tell it was taking time. He hurried the monster once he noticed the titanium girl sprint towards him. “Hurry up, she’s coming!” The Predator clenched his teeth and saw there was no dodging the girl’s attack. The bald convict watched as the woman took a jump towards him. With a quick reflex, the convict blocked his head with his right arm.

Percy was sent to the floor and thudded on the cement. His right forearm was broken from the kick. Writhing in pain, he insulted the girl with various vocabulary and ill intent. The monster was still present but he was busy adding more mass to his hands.

It was then that the whisper spoke again. ”Interesting. The woman has titanium support. I need to see this with my own eyes. The obese convict took some heavy steps forward. His belly jiggled during his movement. Ally was close enough and she could see the fat convict’s scraggly hair move to the side.

The fat convict’s face was shown. It was entirely made up of scars and bruises. One distinct trait was that his mouth was sewn shut. He was not the person that had been talking. The convict then held out his hand to reveal what was in his hands.

A shrunken doll’s head was presented. It looked at Ally and admired the metallic skin. He hissed, “You are delightful. The doll head then chanted a few incomprehensive words. It might have been an incantation because a powerful blast of wind erupted out of his mouth toward the woman. It had the capability to send a car flying.

[LemonZest1337]

Kurt frowned at being told to shut up but still didn't say anything as to avoid more useless words. His tongue flicked as he watched Marcus walk up to the building. "What are you doi--." he silenced himself after seeing the teen bounce his way to the top of the building. His gaze remained on Marcus until he saw him fall to his knees. Jesus he thought to himself, what kind of messed up thing could have made someone fall to their knees upon sight.

He turned in the direction that Marcus was looking and his tail twitched out of fear. Please let us not go in that direction. His silent plead granted him no results as he looked back up at Marcus. "North... Alright..." Kurt rolled his shoulders and begun walking down the main road and then he could hear a distant conflict.

Are there more than just me and Marcus? Or are the convicts taking out the competition? Kurt quickened his pace before looking up at Marcus leaping from roof to roof and how far ahead he was. He then increased his speed again now his steps were heavy enough to be making noise. He couldn't shake the horrid feelings inside him as he got closer to whatever was fighting. "This can't be good..." He muttered to himself. He flinched upon hearing a massive gust of wind, definitely not good...

[1Hawkeyes]

"Scum like you could never kill me," Ally said, looking down at Percy with anger. She couldn't feel hatred towards him, at least maybe not yet. She looked to the demon who was now morphing it's arms into... well, the young girl wasn't exactly sure, but she didn't want to find out. Hurting Percy didn't seem to harm the demon, but his anger did transfer to the momster. Damn, she thought, watching it transform Hopefully it'll become more reckless, easier to dodge.

Ally was preoccupied with watching the creature transform, so much so that she jumped a bit when she heard the whispers again. The whisper addressed her, and she turned to face the huge convict. He got close to her, and she prepared herself for an attack. That was when he revealed his face. A flash of fear ran through her own face- this was truthfully the last thing she expected, especially after assumingly hearing his whispers. He looked terrible, and she couldn't help but feel bad, even though she had no idea how he got them. "In sorry," she murmured to him, wishing she could heal his scars.

The convict then opened his hand and revealed the shrunken head. Because of the extreme disfiguration of his face, the shrunken head didn't scare her so much. Ally had seen a couple in the thrift stores around the city, so it wasn't as strange, but it did catch her off guard when it began talking.

Being called "delightful" was definitely a better change from the curse words of Percy, although she wasn't sure how to feel about it considering it was from someone who was also trying to kill her.

The incantations started. As quickly as they came, as quickly as they left, and Ally was sent flying through the air by a gust of wind. She flew straight back, slamming right into the concrete building about forty feet behind her. Her back and the back of her head slammed right into the building, creating small cracks and indentations. She fell on her face, and began to get up in what looked similar to a push up. As she tried to stand, her metal skin returned to flesh. The pain intensified to a level she had never felt in her life. The young woman wanted to cry, not necessarily out of pain, but in frustration. She needed to recover a bit before going back into her metal state. She moved to all fours, her arms visibly shaking with the struggle. It took her a bit of time, and a lot of effort, to get into a kneeling position and finally, she stood against the wall and faced the scarred prisoner.

"If you're going to kill me!" Ally shouted, resting against the building, "I at least want to know your names! Please give me that respect!"

Ally didn't expect them to answer, but she also didn't think this was where she was going to die. She took a deep breath, having recovered some precious energy, and returned to her titanium state. Immediately the radiating pain subsided into a slight ache as she stood straight once more. With the pain gone, she strode over to the large convict and his shrunken head.

"Please," she said, now standing right in front of them. She took another deep breath, unsure whether this was a smart idea or not, and reached up to the scarred convict, with some noticeable struggle considering their differing heights, and pushed some of his hair back, revealing more of his face. She hoped he didn't grab her wrist and snap it like a twig- she hadn't exactly forgotten the punch he landed earlier. She placed her hand on his arm, and looked down to the shrunken head, "Please tell me both of your names. I want to know the names of those trying to kill me."

At this point, she forgot about the morphing demon nearby, the hurting Percy on the ground, and the other convicts waiting through the arena to kill her. Rigbt now she was focused on the obese convict and the shrunken head.

[Leaves]

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The obese convict jerked his head from her hand. He reacted with a confused expression. There was no telling of the woman's intent, but he seemed to enjoy the cordial affection. The fat convict then dropped his head to the side. He couldn't make out what the woman was implying. What was a name? The man reasonably did not know what was being asked of him

The shrunken head, on the other hand, had a completely different reaction. The interaction between the woman only brought anger to his eyes. He was not liking how confident this woman happened to be. More words poured from his mouth. He spat them out with much maliciousness.

The fat convict was pushing the girl's hair out of her face. He chose to mimic the same action. It was then after hearing the incantation,
his emotions changed. He grabbed the woman by her throat and appeared to be enraged. "You sly bitch. You were trying to seduce my pet. How inconsiderate."

The obese convict started putting more pressure on the neck area. "This man does not have a name. He doesn't have anything. His only purpose is to destroy." The shrunken head kept hissing. He watched as his minion lifted the woman up from the ground. The violence gave him satisfaction.

"I will give you a name. That will be your final wish before your demise," The convict lifted the hand carrying the charm to the woman's ear. His breath could be felt on her ear canal. The experience was spine-chilling. The shrunken head continued hissing as it revealed its identity. "You're in capable hands. Only because I am God." After the reveal, the convict put all his pressure into strangling Ally.

Marcus Winters

Marcus had made it to the building above the conflict. He couldn't believe his eyes. The teen knew what he saw from the distance, but he was hoping that his eyes deceived him. This can't be true. This can't be true. Marcus had seen something unnatural.

He could clearly make out a black demon appearing out someone's skull. Was the person endangered? Did they know a monster was popping out of his brain? Marcus couldn't and didn't want to understand. This mission was supposed to be normal; he expected a few goons and thugs. Maybe they would have been armed with knives and guns, but he would have been able to handle it.

Marcus held onto his head and collapsed onto his knees. He studied the situation. One convict was on the ground rolling on the dirt. He seemed fixated on his arm while the demon stayed motionless. There was another convict that was corpulent. That particular convict had one of his hands wrapped around somebody's throat.

Marcus did not identify the person. It was too far to see who the person getting strangled was. From on top, he noticed the person wasn't wearing an orange jumpsuit. Marcus knew it wasn't wise to assume, but he had to make a guess and declare the person wasn't a convict. Then again, the person could be another enemy.

Marcus gulped and started pacing back and forth. He bit into his thumb and realized his rubber body had vanished. Groaning, he suddenly dug into his pocket and fished out a piece of scrap metal. Placing it into his mouth, he gnashed the metal into tiny pieces to swallow. "Fuck it," he cried and jumped off the roof. He started shouting on his way down as he aimed for the obese convict.

[1Hawkeyes]

Ally was surprised by the big convicts reaction, his mimicry of her actions. Her heart melted- now she really felt bad for the man. Had he never felt an affectionate touch from another human being? She couldn't imagine never feeling that sort of affection, and she couldn't imagine how that could traumatize someone.

Then the incantations began again and her throat was grabbed. Though it was uncomfortable, the man wasn't putting anywhere near the pressure it would take to successfully crush a throat of solid titanium. She doubted he could produce that kind of force, and decided this fight wouldn't be won through fists, but possibly through words.

"Seduce?" Ally asked, disgusted by the head's vulgarity, "There is a large difference between seduction and compassion."

She felt the grip tighten on her throat, which meant the head was only getting angrier. He continued speaking, saying the man's only purpose was to destroy. "You and me know that isn't true! Monsters aren't born, they're created! This man is no monster, this man is a man who has never felt love!"

The pressure began to tighten, and Ally became worried. Was this his full pressure, or was he still holding back? The titanium wasn't denting, but the pressure scared her. Her breathing became shallower, more out of fear than actual strangulation. She felt her metal form slipping slightly. No, don't go back now! You'll die! she screamed in her head.

"This head lies about you!" she urged the fat convict, voice audibly raspy, "I want to help you!"

As the pressure seemed to tighten further, she heard a screaming from above.

Another convict? I'm done for, she thought, and now tried to peel back the brute's fingers.

[LemonZest1337]

Curt stopped when he saw the scene of someone getting chocked by a giant obese convict. For a moment he tried to make out the figure he was choking but the fat mans bulk made it impossible. He turned his attention to the shadow demon creature What the fuck!? he had unconsciously taken a step back. Dammit... The hell is that thing? he had no doubt that this was the cause of his unease.

He had first thought the fat man was choking another convict, but when he her a girls voice rings out he had instantly stopped in his tracks.
Her words made a mixture of feeling erupt inside him, a murderous convict couldn't have said those words... He gnashed his teeth and had readied himself to charge when he heard a yell from above.

To his surprise he saw a teen falling from the sky Marcus!? Kurt had briefly forgotten about his "companion". He waited for the Impact before charging the obese man. He didn't know who this girl was, but he needed to save her.

[Leaves]

Marcus Winters

Marus' could feel the air around as he cut through. The sensation of falling was terrifying. He knew the impact would be cushioned by his metallic body, but the fear was still present. His lips flapped once he swallowed the passing wind. "Oh my god," he tried making out from his state of terror.

He could see both parties: the individual being choked and the choker had noticed his presence. This was most likely due to his screaming.
As Marcus neared closer, he could see they were aware of him but did not quite know the direction. Marcus was a few above them when he finally made eye contact with the corpulent convict.

It was too late of course. Marcus' silvery body collided with the huskiness of the convict and the other individual. He had closed his eyes during the collision and heard the sound of thudding while also the noise of two metals banging against each other. Marcus rolled around as he could feel he was adjacent to two figures. He hoped he didn't kill anyone. Most importantly, he hoped they weren't going to kill him.

He open his eyes after rolling some distance away. Sitting up, he stared at the party of knocked out persons. The husky convict had let go of the other individual. He rubbed his head but began to recollect his thoughts. The other person did not look like a convict at all.
Strangely enough, she was coated in metal as well. This was a first for Marcus: to see a lizard man, to see a demon popping out of someone's skull, and a woman coated in metal.

Marcus knew he was leaded, but the idea of someone with his ability was queer. And there was no telling if this woman was even a convict.
The teen quickly stood up and announced his presence, "Okay, I have no idea what I am doing. I am pretty sure you guys are convicts."
He proceeded to point at the girl. "You, I really do not know yet." Marcus then shrugged his shoulders and took a few steps back. "You see I would like it if you guys could just, y'know, give up. I don't really want to be here."

Marcus had no idea if this tactic was going to work. He honestly was up for battling a bunch of freaks. This was not in his resume.
The only experience he has had was fighting a couple of street bullies and drug dealers. And he wasn't going out looking for trouble back then. Trouble came to him. "So how about it?"

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The chunky convict became distracted when he heard a faint noise. He kept looking around his surroundings for the source. His hand was still on the girl's throat though his eye contact was absence. The minion knew he was hearing something. It was then he decided to look above him as the noise kept getting louder. His eyes opened wide when they met with another metal adolescent.

The impact shoved him a couple of feet and drop the girl. He fell to the floor with a heavy thud. The shrunken head, or so called God yelled at the large man. "Recollect yourself and finish them. Hurry, Slave." The big goof slowly regained himself as he pushed off the cement. His heavy body was difficult to pick up from the floor. He rubbed his head after bumping it into the concrete.

The other convict, Percy, had quit his yelling to focus on the teen that showed up. He listened to the kid's words. Every word brought more tension to his eyebrows. "Are you fucking serious? I am going to kill you!" He shouted from his lungs. The bald man jumped to his feet as his right arm dangled to the side of him.

He glanced above to see that the monster pouring out of his skull was ready. "I can't believe there are another one of you shiny assholes." Percy snapped his fingers at the two metallic adolescents. "No matter. This should be blunt enough." The demon's arms have collected enough mass. The end project was that instead of claws, the monster had two giant mace-like weapons at the end of its limbs. They appeared to resemble medieval weaponry and might even cause serious denting in the armored bodies of Ally and Marcus.

The demon then acted out and swung its arms at the two teens.

[1Hawkeyes]

Ally wasn't able to look up to see the new addition to the fight, but she did close her eyes as the yelling grew closer. She braced herself for impact, and everything went to pieces. The man let go of her, but she was also hit by... Well she wasn't sure, but she knew the cling of metal wasn't from her hitting herself.

Once the fall was over she sprang up, her eyes now open again. Another metal-person stood, and frankly, Ally was shocked. Did the mysterious voice that spoke over the area earlier purposely collect people with metal forms? She couldn't be sure, and the lizard man in the background wasn't a big help to finding out. Is he a convict too? He's charging over here, she thought, keeping a wary eye out for him. He wasn't dressed like a prisoner or anything, but she couldn't be sure.

Marcus then began to state who and who wasn't a convict. "Hey, thanks for helping me. I'm not a convict," she stated, slightly irritated. Not at him, but that she needed to be saved. After all her hard work, training, exercising, studying, and she still needed saving. Then again, she wasn't fighting normal humans.

Now, Percy began to speak. His demon was ready transforming, and the ends of his arms looked deadly. Ally took a step back, trying to figure out how to tackle the problem. Either we get the demon to hit that big guy, she thought, studying the newformed arms, Or one distracts the demon, while the other gets Percy. She liked the second plan better, and wished she could communicate it with the metal man.

The demon began to violently swing, and Ally quickly backed away farther. She got back into a basic boxer's stance, keeping her arms up. Either she would have to parry the blows or dodge them quickly. She wasn't sure if the demon could make a dent in titanium, but she didn't want to find out either.

[LemonZest1337]

Curt winced as the collision unfolded and the clang of metal filled the air. He was almost upon the large convict bur stopped when he heard Marcus start talking, really? give up? He sighed to himself then remembered the large convict was getting up. He wondered for a moment if the girl was safe then he saw her next to Marcus and internally sighed with relief. Wait a second! is she made of metal!?

He snapped back to the matter at hand when he heard Percy yelling and looked over at him. God that is disturbing... At least he doesn't seem to care about me, I can use that.Curt then switches his target from the large convict to Percy. He wasn't sure if he would be able to get to the skinny man before the ghoulish demon bursting from his head would notice, but it was to late to worry now his feet were already carrying him towards Percy.

Curt's footsteps would have been comperable to the large convict's in term of volume but that was only because of Curt's massive three toed feet. He wasn't sure how strong this scrawny convict was so the punch he throws at hims is not full force but would still knock an average human onto their ass and most likely bust whatever limb they used to block the blow.

[Leaves]

Marcus Winters

Marcus stopped his movement. He couldn't technically hear the words coming from Percy. The monster gaping out of his brain was too unsightly. This demon would most likely be the result of many sleepless nights for the young man. It's black physique and milky eyes were haunting to the bone.

"I don't," he couldn't find the words to speak. The metal guy had many uneasy feelings stirred up in his guts. Taking a step back, he saw the monster engage into battle. It launched one of its gruesome appendages at the kid. Marcus formed an X with his arms to absorb most of the incoming damage.

It was the fastest reaction he could think of considering he was too riled up to move. The giant, mace-like arm busted through his body with great strength. Marcus couldn't help but let out a roaring pain as he was knocked back a couple of feet. The teen skidded on the floor and wondered how his metal defense was compromised.

Enemies

Percy could tell someone was behind him. The person wasn't technically built for sneak attacks. The convict turned around only to be horrified by a walking dinosaur. Using his other arm, he blocked the lizard's assault.

Though blocked, Percy could tell there was an immense strength coming from the lizard man. The bald convict was pushed back and had broken his arm. Both of his arms were now dangling in the air; they were red and completely swollen. One got kicked by a titanium leg and another got punched by an freakin' dinosaur.

"Little help here," The bald convict yelled out. "There's this green asshole now! You ugly enough to be one of us!"

Slave finally got his overweight self off the concrete. The shrunken head could hear the pleas from the other convict. There was a sigh of annoyance that traveled in the air. His raspy voice started again, "I will give you my assistance." The shrunken head began cackling.

Ally knew the source of the laughing though Marcus and Kurt were not aware of who was laughing. Their ears could hear a disturbing laugh full of malice and evil. It was demonic. "Go ahead, Percy. Show them the predator you can be." The shrunken head then began chanting over and over as his minion held him up.

Percy laughed once he began to experience slight changes to his body. "I can feel the power!" He directed his index finger to the lizard hybrid that punched him. "I'm going to kill you! You ugly ty-ran-o-fuck! I'm going to give you ol' ficking."

Percy dropped to his knees and coughed up his blood. It looked like his motor skills had become numb. Pain was enveloping his body. "Wit is hoppening to meh?" The bald convict could barely make out his words. There was something unnatural happening to his body.

The shrunken head scoffed. "You are a useless and incompetent human. I saw it fitting that you gave your demon full access to your body."

"Yoo bass tar." Percy laid on the floor in fetal position. His body was going through a fast aging process to where wrinkles were appearing on his bald spot. While this change was taking effect, the monster spouting out of his skull started looking more hostile and aware. It might have even grown in size. Unleashing another roar, it immediately turned its hands into two massive drills. Both of them headed towards the titanium girl and the new assaulter, Kurt. The drills made from his body acted and spun similar to the actual house object.

"Fascinating. It doesn't have to wait any longer. Percy was holding this specimen back."

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Curtis growls at being called ugly and starts walking towards Percy. His steps were slow and he finally stopped himself content with the man already having two broken arms. "You just shut up and stay here." Curt growled, he turned his focus to the now standing Goliath.

He had started his advance before stopping at the sound of horrid cackling, what the hell. Curt's head twitched and he turned back to Percy, "The ol' ficking? Give it your best sho-." Curt was cut off by Percy's sudden coughing of blood. Curtis watched the man shrivel and age rapidly, the look on his face would look strange to others but to Curtis. It was a mixture of disgust and horror, What the fuck?!

Curt then pivoted to look at the now roaring shadow demon. He had little time to react as the howling beast had already sent an attack his way. He moved as fast as he could trying to duck or at least angle his back plates to take the brunt of the hit. Are my scales actually strong enough to take this hit? Doubt filled his mind and he was ready for whatever pain he was about to feel. At least he thought he was This is going to suck...

The drill would more than likely tear through his hide and rip into his flesh quite easily, but his back scales are much more durable. possibly holding the drill off for a few moments.

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Ally watched Percy's body transform, her jaw dropped. She had seen many scenes like this before on television, but nothing like this in reality. She felt sick, watching every little wrinkle grow until Percy looked more dried out than a raisin. Her stomach churned and she swallowed hard, knowing this was a scene that would haunt her memories for years to come.

The demon grew in power and size. Ally became nervous, but she had new allies, so she felt a bit of confidence too. The demon then turned his attention to the lizard man and her. She remembered how the demon smashed through Marcus, and she felt furious. Despite not knowing the exact metal Marcus was made of, it didn't seem like titanium. It was like the demon purposely went for the more vulnerable target. Ally gritted her teeth. These drills would be much more dangerous than the maces, Ally was sure of that. Her focus turned to her new companion, who destroyed Percy's other arm before his demise. Glad he's on my side, she thought, knowing fighting two brutes would not be easy, especially with her lack of experience in fighting abnormal people.

The demon came closer. Ally looked around the street and found what she was looking for- a manhole cover. She raced to it. In her human state, she could lift about her own bodyweight and these were around twenty pounds less than her. She knew her strength was enhanced in her metal form, though she didn't know how to measure that yet. She reached down and lifted the cover with surprising ease. "Lizard Man! Watch out!" she shouted, hoping all those times playing Ultimate Frisbee in P.E. would pay off. She spun around and launched the cover at the demon, hoping it would at least distract the creature from tearing into the lizard guy's tough flesh, if not actually hit the demon.

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Enemies

The drill was pushing against the lizard's back scales. There weren't any breaks in the skin due to the durability of the back scales. Screeching, the demon was enraged that there was no blood shed. It slightly shifted its arm and the drill moved a centimeter. The tiny movement was enough to get part of the drill onto the lizard man's skin. Skin was breaking and blood was showing...

The monster then stopped his drilling when the back of his head was struck. He growled in agony. Looking down, he saw a man hole cover thrown by the woman dressed in titanium. Staring at her with his beady, white eyes, he put his full focus on her. Both of his arms were sent to the girl. One was shaped as a spear while the other was a club.

Percy kept whining on the floor.

The shrunken head watched the conflict. He ordered his slave to point him towards the amphibian hybrid. "That is really interesting," he hissed. "That would look great stuffed and next to my mantle." The shrunken head shouted for the lizard's attention. "Mister Amphibian, how much can you carry on your back?"

The shrunken head mumbled and slurred a bunch of his words. In the air that Kurt was standing in, there was an area spell about 10 feet around him. Kurt would begin to feel tons of pressure as if gravity was getting heavier. The lizard man would feel a ton heavier in the area.

Marcus Winters

Marcus climbed back to his feet. There was sweat coming off his metallic body. He could see destruction and violence happening before him. This was not what he expected from the test. A bunch of freaks fight against morally standing freaks.

The teen looked and did not know what to do. He certainly did not want to touch the demon. Its presence was haunting and Marcus was more frightened of it than the other convict. The other convict just had a fucked up face. Marcus glanced at the fatter convict. He witnessed him raise his hand to the lizard man.

Kurt looked like he was in pain. Marcus took a few deep breaths and targetted the convict. He rushed when the convict wasn't looking; sprinting with all of his leg strength. He leaped up and took one huge swing to his jaw.

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Kurt growled at the pain from the drill biting into his flesh, he suppressed his urge to howl in pain as it made a fairly sizeable wound in his shoulder. To his surprise the pain had stopped and he heard the clang of metal on concrete. He looked up to find that the metal kid had saved him by hurling a man hole cover at the demon.

He put a hand over his wound only to his and recoil. Blood now dripped of his fingers and he was shocked to find it a putrid muddy red colour. After thinking about it this was the first time he had seen his own blood since he was human. He clenched his fist and growled.
This demon had hurt Kurt in a capacity he thought he would never feel again. He started towards the demon before the shrunken head had shouted at him.

He briefly stopped and turned his focus to the now seemingly harmless threat when compared to the hideous demon. He didn't bother to answer the tiny shrivelled heads question, brushing it of ass some annoyance to be dealt with later. He had started to turn back towards the demon until he was suddenly forced into the floor. What the!? Where is this weight coming from!? he thought, it didn't matter he could handle this weight he felt he could.

He moved his arms into position to start picking himself up. Everything was shaking slightly as he now strained himself with every movement. He lifted himself up and turned back to the shrunken head guessing it must have been it that caused this massive pressure that now restrained his movements. He cracked a sort of smile "Is that the best you've got?" he snarled but this time is sounded oddly cocky. He lifted one of his feet and took a massive step toward the head and his slave. His foot cracked the concrete under the huge amount of pressure. His advance was slow but he seemed able to deal with this weight.

[1Hawkeyes]

Ally usually wasn't in the titanium form this much, and she could feel it taking a toll on her body and energy. Usually she would just walk around a bit in the form for a few minutes at max. Never had she had to be in the form this long and use so much energy.

The manhole cover hit the demon on the back of its head and Ally phased out of her titanium form just as the creature shifted its attention to her. What?
No! I can't lose it yet, not right now! she urged herself in her head as the demon raced closer. It swung, and she returned to her titanium form. There was no way for her to dodge. She threw her arms up over her head and was hit. The club smashed into her arm, the spear scraped along her ribs.

Ally shouted out in pain, but knew this would be her chance. After an attack, an enemy would be open for a counter. This is my chance! Quickly, trying her best to ignore the pain, she ducked under the arms of the demon and got him in a blast double- a move she preferred when practicing wrestling takedowns. The young woman got the demon onto its back, her on top. She clenched her fists together and began to pound her fists into the demon. This is what should've happened to Percy! This is what I should've done!

As she hit the demon, her form lost itself and she began to flash in and out of her metal and flesh forms. Some punches were hit with a titanium fist, others with her human fist. Ally couldn't be sure what would happen if she was hit in her human form, but she didn't want to find out. With each flash into her human state, she felt the pain grow in intensity more and more.

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Marcus Winters

Marcus caught the convict's chin with his fist. The enemy stepped back a couple of feet to caress his jaw. No telling if the attack actually did any sustaining damage. Though no question, Marcus had to keep striking the scarred man.

The convict was not expecting Marcus as his master was focused on the lizard's strength. Marcus followed up with more punches to the convict's body. He clenched his teeth and tightened the form on his fists. His arms were heavy from the protective skin, but he couldn't let up.

Enemies

The demon that spawned because of Percy's power was being pounded to the floor. Each titanium punch sent him closer and closer to the ground. It hissed and roared in agony. Its entire body was shaking and stirring as if it was going through a major change. Blood was beginning to show from the consistent beating of Ally. The monster ignored the titanium girl as a potential competitor and was paying dearly for it.

In the last act of rage, the monster began swinging its club-like arms blindly. The demon's arms smashed against the walls of nearby windows and tossed cars several feet down the street. Next, the monster stretched its torso and slammed itself into the building structures. There were no brain processes, only blind rage. He attempted to shake the woman off by shoving her into the walls.

Marcus Winters

Marcus became distracted by the obvious animosity and fury erupting from the demon. Outbursts of anger were yelled from the monster's lungs. It vibrated the teen's eardrums. The fat convict noticed his mind wandering and utilized this to his advantage.

The chubby enemy grabbed Marcus' skull and applied pressure; he pushed his entire body into the concrete. The minion was not happy; his stomach was throbbing and aching from the metallic combos. Slave then held up the shrunken head to Marcus' face.

It was nerve-wracking as Marcus began hearing it talked. It scared him stiff as it began speaking in another language. He assumed as much given all he heard was nonsense. It was then that the convict was knocked off of Marcus as collateral damage from the monster. Marcus sat up quickly and panted.

He wasn't sure what would've happened to him. Marcus took a few seconds to regain his composure and saw the monster going berserk. Biting his cheek, he hollered after Kurt. "Yo, Kurt! Knock him out or kill him! I don't care!"

Marcus directed a finger to the now elderly Percy who was writhing on the ground. His skull still had the body of the monster popping out.