September 12th, 2015
The Great HeistA City Turned to Chaos
"What the fuck? Tanks, a chopper, and the Fallen? Are you serious, Lily?"
"Yeah. I put the Exiled on the tanks, the Guard are responding to the chopper situation, but I didn't notice anything with the Fallen. They got in for whatever they wanted to do, and today's a bad day for it. I could track them and I wouldn't mind if any of you wanted to come with. No worries if you don't want to take the risk, of course, but I -"
"Lily, shut up. I'm coming. And - yeah, see the others want to come too. Just try not to get shot this time, will you?"
"I'll try. Just because you asked so nicely, haha."
"Alright, good. Because I might break up with you if you didn't try."
"Let's get going. You said they went away from the chopper, yeah?"
"Yup. With your powers I don't think we'll need the van. And Ash? I can't wait to hear about your adventure this morning when we're done."
Final Guard and Junior Guard
The display of force caused some of the heroes to take a step back, all of the wards except Calvin, as well as Slingshot and Presidio. 4
Sight didn't need to activate his power again to answer Presidio. He met her eyes to answer the question. "One is between Spindle and the helicopter, about thirty feet behind her. Most of the others are on the ground, slowly being tied up, with one being raised into the air. That's on the right side of the road, you might be able to see them from here."
He said and pointed. 4
Sight let out a breath as he closed his eyes again, letting a moment pass before opening his third eye. He was once again level with Spindle, watching her bounce on her wire with no regard for the height.
Slingshot nodded at SWAT's question a bit too quickly before speaking. "Yeah I can do it, but it's going to be a rough landing. The forcefields might help, but I don't know how durable they are. "
He said, his voice gaining more confidence the longer he talked. "If I get closer to the hostages, I can save them from falling, but that should be a last resort."
As the conversation briefly paused, 4
Sight spoke to the group. "Someone just entered the danger zone"
He sounded at once frustrated and confused.
Seeing a couple of the capes retreat slightly brought a smile to Spindle's face. They had lost the first exchange already The second the megaphone hit the ground, a thin wire tugged at Spindle's hand to drag her attention downward. Someone was leaving the nearest alley, making their way towards the discarded tool. A tall androgynous figure who's features she couldn't discern. They deftly kicked the megaphone into the air, seeming amused as they caught it. They spoke and Spindle tried at first to stifle her giggles, but she couldn't quite do it. She lifted her hand and waved it a bit, a symbol of dismissal as she laughed.
Her giggles quieted and she worked to compose herself enough to exaggerate a shrug, before pointing at the Final Guard. 'They were here first' Spindle mouthed, half to herself and half to her guest. After a beat she pulled a nearby wire slightly. Without further communication, nearby wire raised into the air around her guest in a semi circle. It advanced slightly, before more joined it. After they were thick enough that the other side could barely be seen, some of the inner wires spelled out a message for only dear Enki to see.
Smiling, Spindle turned back to the Final Guard to watch them scheme. Her own plan was already underway, wires pinned against the sides of buildings staying suspended in preparation. Another web woven.
"Well, sometimes you have to take a risk to help those you care about," the woman said simply.
A few moments later, before Edith could properly reply to such an odd statement, a shadow briefly flitted across them.. As Edith’s head snapped up she had only moments to react as a pale, alien body rocketed towards her, tendrils covered in mouths and tongues streaming behind it. It’s face was mostly smooth with small cracks that glowed a bright blue.
Transcendent. She knew him, and that could only mean there were more Fallen closing in on her at this very moment. If he was here she might even already be surrounded without having realized it. Had the woman led her into a trap? Or was she just an unlucky bystander caught up in something while trying to be helpful?
Edith dived to the side, steam beginning to creep off of her body as she prepared for a fight. Transcendent landed between her and the woman, not even breaking the pavement as he seemed to be light as a feather. His tendrils floated around him as he crouched before they lashed out towards Edith and in an instant he was moving towards her. From behind her she could hear the rev of engines and behind Transcendent she saw two jeeps turn onto the street full of people.
Dumb brute. He's the reason-
Red EyeThe Bank
Percy's thought was cut short by a sharp pain to his shin. A very sharp pain. He toppled, actively shifting his weight to fall on his right shoulder. It would probably hurt later, but he couldn't tell right now through the pain in his left leg. Forcing his eyes open, he saw a man who hadn't been there before moving to tackle him. His power buzzed in his ears, meeting his fight or flight need with a weakness in his enemy. Out of the corner of his eye he watched the large creature start moving towards the boy, simultaneously trying to grab Vanish with his tail. She reacted by putting a large oak table between the two of them and backing up slightly. Seconds later and she'd taken a defensive stance with her hands out.
"One more step and I'll do something we'll both regret," she said with a slight waver to her voice.
Percy's power seemed to slow his perceptions momentarily, informing him of the new threat, how the man was vulnerable. Visibly sneering, he was already moving towards Percy. Or he would've been, if that was the real one he was looking at. Percy acted, rolling off the teller's counter. It was the fastest way to get his arm moving in the direction of the swing he couldn't see, allowing him to barely feel the baton as it skimmed his wrist. In the brief moment of being airborne, Percy raised his uninjured leg, and dropped the gun. His left hand caught the gun, and his right hand caught the counter. He grunted and pulled, his inhuman strength and speed letting him catch himself on the counter and look the newcomer in the eye. The invisible newcomer, so Percy was actually staring at empty space. It was weird, knowing someone was there in every fiber of your being and looking right through them at the same time."Stay right there crocodile man, I haven't forgotten about you. You are one dumb, invisible mother fucker. Two Pinky's and no brain to speak of. Vigilantes like you aren't allowed because you call bluffs and people die. Let us walk out of here with our money and no one else needs to get hurt. If you force us to stay, you get to explain to the cops why you have a dead ex-cop and a dead kid in an attempted bank robbery, when you could've let us leave. They'll love that you saved the banks insured money that the tellers are told to give at the slightest threat."
Percy said, eyes and gun steady on where his power told him the enemy was. It wasn't actually Percy talking now, he felt like he was out of his own body. Removed from it while still somehow involved. He hadn't known the security guard was an ex-cop, he still didn't know if the table the kid was hiding behind was bullet proof or not. None of it felt wrong, through, it felt natural to give in to his power as the situation escalated. If this went longer, if it was needed, his power could keep escalating. It was close to the point now that if the confrontation lasted a minute longer, his power wouldn't take his want to escape into consideration anymore.
ExiledNot with a bang...But with an Explosion
As Ana landed into the side of the tank it rocked visibly. She could feel it was made of sturdier stuff than she was used to punching, but after a single punch she’d already made a noticeable dent in the hull. The tank, meanwhile, continued on its path despite the baggage on its hull.
The second tank, meanwhile, rocked back onto the road and directly into Mastar’s tar. It didn’t slide, but it did seem to be slowing down before it made it halfway across.
Manifold glanced over towards Mastar but before she could reply there was a new arrival on the scene. She frowned at him, jumping off the truck as her arm reformed, before picking him up and throwing him bodily behind the truck. She then promptly pulled something from her belt and threw it in front of her. It began to shoot what seemed like a gel up before it solidified as a wall between her and the tanks. Moments later it rocked as a projectile landed into it, the tip penetrating through to poke out next to Manifold.
She shook her head as she moved towards the newcomer, signing angrily.<<What the fuck are you doing getting between tanks and a fucking tinker? Fucking rookies.>>
She shook her head again, clearly irritated as she pointed towards the tanks and made a shooing motion towards the two other capes in front of her. Turning around she started working at the tank round that was in the gel. It seemed she was going to take it apart right there on the battlefield.