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Iris blazed past Wonder Woman, Spider-Woman and the Surfer on her way into the raft. No doubt they would wonder what she was doing, but she had other possibilities. At the end of the day there were three of them, and one Surfer. Possibly more heroes would show up, depending on whether or not they had been tested like she had. That didn’t change that there was one Silver Surfer. The issue laid within the prison itself. There were escaped convicts throughout the facility, causing all kinds of trouble and ran the risk of making their way into the city.
There were also the fires to consider, it risked both life to the guards and the convicts themselves. So from their perspective, the prison was lit up by her trail as she ran between buildings, fires going out whenever she approached. It was far harder in reality. There was no way that in her current state that she would have been able to carry people and move them around. The ideal solution would have been to obviously move the guards to safety and the prisoners back into their cells. After Iris had done this with a couple of individuals however she knew that this wasn’t going to happen. Instead sought out a room full of equipment. Picking up a dozen handcuffs, and began the slow process of cuffing everyone.
As Iris turned out of the storage room, the first corridor she went down had five convicts rushing one scared looking guard. Speeding down the hallway she grabbed the firsts left arm, slapping on the cuff and then attaching it to the bars of a cell. The second got stuck to the first, the third to a pipe, fourth to another cell door and the fifth to the fourth. She stopped right in front of the guard, flashed him a smile and then ran off again. From her count, it took her five minutes and forty five seconds to secure two hundred and fifty seven prisoners as well as fifty guards. There were also ten fires to deal with, and twenty five major injuries. Those were the hardest, she had basic first aid understanding but some of the injuries were beyond her. She made an effort to move guards closer to the seriously wounded, so that there was definitely someone to help.
“COME FORTH ONCE MORE IF YOU MUST – AND MEET YOUR END.”
Iris heard the voice of the surfer over the chaos of the prisons. Despite the alarms blaring, there was a crash and a couple of explosions and Iris nodded her head. It was time to act. She sped through the hallways of the prison, out of the main door and into the courtyard. She ran straight for the Surfers back, jumping into the air and spinning her whole body into a left hand punch. Still trying to avoid the use of her right while it takes time to heal. She rolled into the punch, coming into a standing position. She gave a meek smile to Spider-Woman as she was picking herself up, before standing looking at the Surfer.
“Don’t let the burns on the burns on the new uniform fool you Surfer. I’ve put you in your place once and trust me, I’m not in the mood so I’ll do it again with extreme prejudice.”