She simply puts her hands up. “Hey, I’m just…” She starts, before ducking behind the nearest corner, her plan having not quite worked out the way she’d hoped.
Hinata leaves the area behind, deciding to take the long way around to get back to his lab.
“Find him!!” The original barked, finally drawing and retreating into the sewer entrance. “Bring the supplies out route three, but the rest of you find him!”
Some of the goons started running out with weapons drawn, two deciding to investigate the corner.
Pulse is completely unprepared for the quick turnaround, left falling through the air and wide open for Shade’s tackle.
Connor all but cheers as the hero pulls off his crazy stunt… only to gasp in horror as the tables turn. He starts looking around - maybe there was another hero around to help?
The goon Mirror tackled threw his arms up in front of his face while simultaneously trying to shoot her, firing two rounds off into the open sky. The second one aimed with arms outstretched at Mirror, poised to fire.
The gunfire alerted the rest of the men, and they were beginning to close in.
Vance pulled up to the Silver Tongue’s building. He was dressed casually in a red T-■■■■■ with white stripes and black jeans. He walked up to the receptionist’s desk and the receptionist looked up. “Can I help you?” She asked. “Yes, I have a meeting with Silver Tongue,” he told her.
“Hawkhood… Hawkhood… Haaaaaaaawkhoooooooood!” Jake sung, Dean slapped him
“Shut it!” Dean scowled “this is our end of year trip and I won’t have it spoiled by the lines of you!”
“Dean, as usual you overreact!” Ted growls
“What’s happen then?” Dean asks
“Superhuman, I’ve heard myths that he protects Hawkhood!” Ted whispers
“Whatever!” Dean laughs, though secretly, he too believed in superhuman
The man was easily forced about, the third round in his revolver falling to a squib load and jamming. His partner aimed the revolver at the pair, shaking like a leaf.
“Let him go!” He shouted, some of the others realizing the gunfire would attract attention. Unwanted attention.
With another crash of lightning, a black silhouette was plastered across the wall in the eyes of young Connor. The three strings seemed to resonate in his mind from Superhuman’s first film appearance, a universal flop with a killer score titled Superhuman: Into The Knight, as from the shadows themselves emerged the ebony avenger, the herald of justice -
Superhuman.
And for Shade, he wouldn’t see the two-handed uppercut being swung towards his jaw. Some people just didn’t believe.
“We’ll be shooting you before that if we have to!” He cried out, somehow readying the gun even further. Mirror’s hostage was shaking his head and mouthing the word No to his compatriots.
Meanwhile, one of Switchblade’s other men grabbed his radio phone and tried to locate the big man. “Hey boss, we got trouble…”
For a moment Shade might have almost seen the vague outline of a man. Tall, very muscular, and standing on the opposite side of Pulse from Connor. Then it was gone.
Superhuman, however, turned his eyes slowly to glance at Connor. “This is no place for a bystander. You should go.”
A smelly, soaked Colblood stomped into the Government building, once again smacking someone with his tail, harder this time.
The head office’s door burst open, and Coldblood stomped up to the desk.
“Ah, mr. Killgrew. Have you found anything for us?” The mission coordinator asked. Coldblood shot a glare as if to say “I don’t know, what do you think?!”
The quivering goon gritted his teeth. “If needs be,” He growled, trying to think of a way to finish that sentence.
The other one, however, was having even less of a good time, and he wasn’t even being held at gunpoint. “But boss- she’ll plug 'im! She could be anyone!”
“That was an order, you lobotomized moron! Scatter! The tiny amount left in the sewers isn’t even worth a fight.”
The word was silently being spread around among the crowd. Some of them began to walk away in random directions.
Vance nodded to her “thank you”
He made his way to the elevator and pressed the top button.
When he got to the floor the doors opened and he walked out of the car. He made his way to the back office and knocked on the door