Multiplayer Event 2 CITY ON FIRE
Iris ducked as a bolt of flame moved over her head, she swore as she smelled her own hair burning slightly. This is what she got for deciding to forgo the cowl, stupid Bar- She nearly tripped as thoughts of Barry intruded in on her mind. A blast of fire caught her unaware from behind, sending her careering down the road. She screamed in pain, her healing factor and suit being the only two things that kept her alive from the searing heat. She rolled over and looked over at Heatwave, he laughed as he stepped towards her. The fire encompassed his entire body now, his feet melting the tarmac below his feet slightly. Leaving grooves behind him where he was walking.
She could hear sirens in the distance, the Police would be here soon and that meant that her father could be here soon. She needed to end this before there was any risk of there being a loss of life, least of all her dads. Lifting herself off the ground she ran straight at him, ready to pass through the heat that surrounded him in order to get a decent hit on him. Instead she had to duck and slide as a wall of fire approached her. Sliding underneath the fire she slid, rolled and bounced of the ground awkwardly before coming to a stop. She groaned as she held her side. This wasn’t exactly what the doctor ordered.
“Mick! You need to stop this now, before people get hurt!” She rolled to the side, putting all her energy into it as a stream of fire came towards her. Burning through the street and into the sewers below. Pushing herself up she ran up onto a nearby balcony, after checking that all the immediate rooms were empty. Emptying those that weren’t, as always some people had decided to stick around to try and see what was going on.
“This isn’t you, this is the power that has been forced upon you.” She didn’t entirely believe this, everything she had on Mick had him marked as a despicable human being. While she believed everyone deserves their day in court there was no way in hell Mick Rory was by any means innocent. Barry however, Barry always saw the good in people. If she was too live up to the legacy of the Flash that lived on in her head, she had to believe in others the same way people believed in her. At the very least she hoped to keep him talking long enough that she could figure something out. All she knew right now is the likely source of his power was the furnace that had attached itself to his chest somehow.
“The fires always been inside Flash. It’s just now, I can let it OUT!” There was an explosion as fire catapulted itself into eh sky, she felt the shockwave hit her and winced. This wasn’t going to be an easy fight to win, she wasn’t entirely sure what she could possibly do to stop him. Tires screeching brought her out of her reverie.
She looked down the street to see police cruisers and fire engines lined up. The police were hunkered down behind the backs of cars, the hoods and behind doors while the Firemen readied the hoses. She saw her dad in all the chaos, gun aimed directly at Heatwave along with the guns of all the officers.
“FREEZE!” Iris winced slightly at the choice in words.
“BURN!” Jumping from the balcony she was on she saw the flame begin to leave Heatwaves hands. The furnace in his chest burning brightly as it was used. The fire moved fast to the regular human eye, impossibly so. Even too her it seemed fast as she ran down the side of the building. Nearing the bottom she pushed off, cursing as she slowed down in the air for a millisecond before her feet made contact with the sidewalk. The burn on her back seared, reminding her off it’s existence as she pushed on towards the police barricade. She pushed herself harder, fighting through the pain. She
had to make it in time. No-one else was going to die on her watch.
Taking a leap forward she stood on front of the police line. Directly between her father and the flames, spinning her arms she created a blast of wind that collided with the flames. Sending it careering out sideways, a cone of protection. She grunted as Heatwave yelled, the two opposing forces crashing against one another. She heard shots go off behind her as the police opened fire on the metahuman who threatened their city, their lives and their hero. The bullets all melted as they got close to Heatwave, splattering with the molten remains. Whether or not it bothered him was a mystery, he certainly acted as if he wasn’t phased by the hot liquids assaulting his body. He roared, the flames intensity increased and then stopped as he fell to one knee panting. The air cast forth by her arms hit him square in the chest sending him flying down the street. She finally had her chance. Taking steps forwards she kept pushing the air at him, blowing him back. At the end of the street there was a park, in the park there was a pond. It was nowhere near as good as putting him in the river, but right now she was really looking for any possible body of water to dump him in.
She turned her head to look back down the street, the police were being prevented from advancing by some of the shield agents. While Coulson followed her, some strange form of rifle in his hands that emitted a blue light. He walked with a casual lack of care, as if this was just another day at the office for him. Trusting that his men could stop the police, or more specifically her father, from doing anything stupid. Focusing her attention back on the job at hand she stopped as Heatwave dove his hands straight into the ground grabbing hold of the road. His hands melting the surface, he still moved backwards but more slowly and he was no longer rolling out of control.
Sweat dripping down her forehead she pushed harder, grunting with the exertion as she increased the speed of her rotations. Iris could feel the heat now, as Heatwave shoved his feet into the ground stopping his movement entirely. He looked up at her, eyes completely consumed by fire.
“YOU THINK YOU CAN STOP ME!?” He stood up, feet sinking into the ground. Sliding backwards slightly, but it was obvious that this trick was no longer working against him. He took a step forward.
“I AM FLAME!” Another.
“I AM FIRE!” He was breaking into a run now, it took all she had just to slow him down.
“I WILL BURN YOUR WHOLE WORLD DOWN!” Running right towards her she stopped as he launched himself into the air, diving to the side as his fist came down beside her. The heat emanating from his body was searing, whatever power the surfer had infused him with when he gave him that weapon had literally turned him into a walking furnace. She was pushed back as a wave of fire burst from his fist. Iris turned to outrun the blast of fire before it burned her, spotting Coulson nearby she ran over and grabbed him, dragging him away from the immediate danger but found herself slowing. A coldness seeped into her, slowing her movement as she attempted to return him take him to safety. In what seemed like forever, compared to her usual speed, she deposited Coulson in a nearby alleyway.
The chill seemed to penetrate through her suit, skin and through to her bones. As she let go and took a step back she looked down at the gun.
“What is that thing?” “Just a little something the tech boys worked up, we’ve had a lot of fire powered individuals popping up. This should cool them down.” There was a high pitched whirring sound as the weapon powered up.
“Lets nail thi-” 
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