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<blockquote data-quote="Dr Midnight" data-source="post: 2834161" data-attributes="member: 69"><p>The group took JJ’s Trans Am (black with a gold eagle painted on the hood- a classic) down into the city. They pulled up near the Silverage Savings & Loan with the lights off and got out. </p><p></p><p>Inside the bank’s darkened windows were the quick flickers of several flashlights being cast over the place. The kids crept up to the windows and peeked in. Aside from the occasional flashlight beam, the place was entirely dark. </p><p></p><p>Cat’s cat-eyes had faded away over the drive here, and she was now fully human again. She looked around… no cat nearby to help her to change. Night vision would really help right now. Did she even need a cat to be nearby? She didn’t know. She clenched her eyes shut and thought about cats as hard as she could. Tabbies, angoras, calicos, Scottish Folds, manxes, Russian Blues- her eyes snapped open, bright yellow with black vertical slits. The slits widened as she stared into the bank. “Eight men… all in ski masks, all with guns. Working on the safe.”</p><p></p><p>“It occurs to me that some of us aren’t actually sure of what we can do,” Emerson said. “I’m pretty sure I can move their guns away from their hands. Let me try that.” He held his hand up to the window and willed the guns away from the robbers’ hands. The glass of the window began bowing outward to him. Emerson quickly stopped what he was doing. “Dammit,” he said, stepping away from the window. “If I’m not magnet guy, what the hell am I? Having things stick to you is one hell of a lame power. What am I missing??”</p><p></p><p>“You’ll figure it out,” Donovan said. “For now, I think I’ll try to scare them into wasting some ammo. It’s time for a radioactive zombie cop!” He concentrated on forming just that by the bank’s door, formed his hands into the classic metal sign… the pointer and pinky extended, with the other two fingers held down by the thumb. His hands glowed a dim orange and a radioactive zombie cop appeared in the doorway to the bank. </p><p></p><p>It groaned and approached the thieves. They panicked and began unloading bullets into it. It fell after a while, dead from a head shot. </p><p></p><p>“Good job,” Gustav said. “That seemed to draw some fire, as you suggested. Thirty-eight shots were fired, twenty-four hit their mark. I’d say they have some passing firearms experience.”</p><p></p><p>Cat gave him a look. “You were able to count the number of gunshots… and how many HIT THE COP??”</p><p></p><p>“Yes,” Gustav shrugged, nonplussed. “Herbie, they may be about to bolt for the door. How about giving them something to think about?”</p><p></p><p>Herbie walked around the corner to the main door, reaching out to grab a light pole on the way, to rip from the ground and use as a club. He found very quickly that though his strength had changed, his weight had not and that trying to pull the pole to him had only pulled him to the pole. He frowned and put both hands on the pole, bending it at an axis. He snapped the pole off and walked to the door, holding the pole as a giant baseball bat, ready to swing. </p><p></p><p>JJ said “They don’t seem to be running quite yet… I’ll give them a nudge. He stretched out with his neck, so that his head went around the corner and through the door… low, as not to be seen. “HEY!” he yelled. “I’m going to call the cops!” His head then shot back around the corner to his shoulders like a tape measure. </p><p></p><p>Emerson sighed. <em>Herbie’s really got super-strength. JJ’s got stretch-powers. Cat can adapt to animal forms, Gustav’s got incredible cognitive ability, and Donovan can cast magic. I can make stuff stick to me. This really stinks. </em> He was so lost in his despair that he almost didn’t hear the creaking and groaning noises behind him. When he did, he turned around and gasped, just once. He didn’t have time to scream.</p><p></p><p>The crooks, frightened by JJ’s taunts, finally began advancing for the door. As the first one made it out, he was astonished to see a fifteen year-old kid standing there, holding a lamp post. </p><p></p><p>Herbie swung, again forgetting that his weight was still that of a teenage weakling. The seven hundred pound pole’s inertia held it still against the counterweight of Herbie’s one hundred and thirty pound frame. Herbie managed to shoot himself off to his rear to bash off a building, leaving the pole to hang in the air for a second before it crashed to the ground with a jarring CLANGGGG! Herbie rubbed his head on the other side of the street and vowed to be more careful with things like that in the future.</p><p></p><p>Cat hurled herself at one of the crooks, hissing like a cat and wielding wickedly sharp claws. She knocked him to the ground and began tearing at him. The thug cried out in surprise and pain. </p><p></p><p>The other robbers pointed their guns at Cat and were about to fire when an immense thunder of a noise distracted them. They looked off to the left and saw the other kids, apparently as shocked as they were, looking around the corner at something. Something huge. Something walking. Another thunderous footstep, then another. </p><p></p><p>JJ groaned. “Oh no. Oh NO!!!”</p><p></p><p>Emerson stepped around the corner, wearing JJ’s car. </p><p></p><p><em><strong>Next:</strong></em><strong> Crimefighters part II</strong></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Dr Midnight, post: 2834161, member: 69"] The group took JJ’s Trans Am (black with a gold eagle painted on the hood- a classic) down into the city. They pulled up near the Silverage Savings & Loan with the lights off and got out. Inside the bank’s darkened windows were the quick flickers of several flashlights being cast over the place. The kids crept up to the windows and peeked in. Aside from the occasional flashlight beam, the place was entirely dark. Cat’s cat-eyes had faded away over the drive here, and she was now fully human again. She looked around… no cat nearby to help her to change. Night vision would really help right now. Did she even need a cat to be nearby? She didn’t know. She clenched her eyes shut and thought about cats as hard as she could. Tabbies, angoras, calicos, Scottish Folds, manxes, Russian Blues- her eyes snapped open, bright yellow with black vertical slits. The slits widened as she stared into the bank. “Eight men… all in ski masks, all with guns. Working on the safe.” “It occurs to me that some of us aren’t actually sure of what we can do,” Emerson said. “I’m pretty sure I can move their guns away from their hands. Let me try that.” He held his hand up to the window and willed the guns away from the robbers’ hands. The glass of the window began bowing outward to him. Emerson quickly stopped what he was doing. “Dammit,” he said, stepping away from the window. “If I’m not magnet guy, what the hell am I? Having things stick to you is one hell of a lame power. What am I missing??” “You’ll figure it out,” Donovan said. “For now, I think I’ll try to scare them into wasting some ammo. It’s time for a radioactive zombie cop!” He concentrated on forming just that by the bank’s door, formed his hands into the classic metal sign… the pointer and pinky extended, with the other two fingers held down by the thumb. His hands glowed a dim orange and a radioactive zombie cop appeared in the doorway to the bank. It groaned and approached the thieves. They panicked and began unloading bullets into it. It fell after a while, dead from a head shot. “Good job,” Gustav said. “That seemed to draw some fire, as you suggested. Thirty-eight shots were fired, twenty-four hit their mark. I’d say they have some passing firearms experience.” Cat gave him a look. “You were able to count the number of gunshots… and how many HIT THE COP??” “Yes,” Gustav shrugged, nonplussed. “Herbie, they may be about to bolt for the door. How about giving them something to think about?” Herbie walked around the corner to the main door, reaching out to grab a light pole on the way, to rip from the ground and use as a club. He found very quickly that though his strength had changed, his weight had not and that trying to pull the pole to him had only pulled him to the pole. He frowned and put both hands on the pole, bending it at an axis. He snapped the pole off and walked to the door, holding the pole as a giant baseball bat, ready to swing. JJ said “They don’t seem to be running quite yet… I’ll give them a nudge. He stretched out with his neck, so that his head went around the corner and through the door… low, as not to be seen. “HEY!” he yelled. “I’m going to call the cops!” His head then shot back around the corner to his shoulders like a tape measure. Emerson sighed. [I]Herbie’s really got super-strength. JJ’s got stretch-powers. Cat can adapt to animal forms, Gustav’s got incredible cognitive ability, and Donovan can cast magic. I can make stuff stick to me. This really stinks. [/I] He was so lost in his despair that he almost didn’t hear the creaking and groaning noises behind him. When he did, he turned around and gasped, just once. He didn’t have time to scream. The crooks, frightened by JJ’s taunts, finally began advancing for the door. As the first one made it out, he was astonished to see a fifteen year-old kid standing there, holding a lamp post. Herbie swung, again forgetting that his weight was still that of a teenage weakling. The seven hundred pound pole’s inertia held it still against the counterweight of Herbie’s one hundred and thirty pound frame. Herbie managed to shoot himself off to his rear to bash off a building, leaving the pole to hang in the air for a second before it crashed to the ground with a jarring CLANGGGG! Herbie rubbed his head on the other side of the street and vowed to be more careful with things like that in the future. Cat hurled herself at one of the crooks, hissing like a cat and wielding wickedly sharp claws. She knocked him to the ground and began tearing at him. The thug cried out in surprise and pain. The other robbers pointed their guns at Cat and were about to fire when an immense thunder of a noise distracted them. They looked off to the left and saw the other kids, apparently as shocked as they were, looking around the corner at something. Something huge. Something walking. Another thunderous footstep, then another. JJ groaned. “Oh no. Oh NO!!!” Emerson stepped around the corner, wearing JJ’s car. [I][B]Next:[/B][/I][B] Crimefighters part II[/B] [/QUOTE]
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