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<blockquote data-quote="Dr Midnight" data-source="post: 2836879" data-attributes="member: 69"><p>All at once, several things happened. </p><p></p><p>Pixie dropped from her position on the ceiling, directly over one of the gun-toting thugs. She knocked the gun out of his hand as she changed quickly from lizard to girl to girl with gorilla arms. She picked the thug up and hurled him at a glass wall separating gas testing chambers. He flew through three glass walls in total before he rolled to a stop. </p><p></p><p>Hex pulled out a voodoo doll that happened to look just like another of the thugs. He stuck a pin in it and aimed its arms. The thug’s gun arm came up and fired a long burst at the Creep, who was so surprised to have his own henchman turn on him that he didn’t manage to dodge in time. The wall around him erupted in bulletholes, and he took several hits. </p><p></p><p>The Creep grunted “Go, Hammer! Get the device to him!”</p><p></p><p>Hammer’s smile faltered. Would she really have to run out on a good brawl like this? She turned and ran for the immense wall of windows that looked out over a skyscraper drop to the street. </p><p></p><p>“The Tenderizer’s getting away with the… the thingie!” Hex yelled. </p><p></p><p>Pixie and Savant started sprinting for Hammer before she could crash through the window. They only had two, maybe three seconds. </p><p></p><p>Constructor fired an energy beam at the Creep, who nimbly cartwheeled along the wall to dodge it. </p><p></p><p>This gave Gridiron time to wrap his arms around two pillars and push back with his feet. He stretched, held, then released, firing at the Creep like a tight ball of putty. He altered his density to that of stone so that he was effectively a cannonball rocketing through the air. The Creep, distracted by Constructor’s fire, didn’t notice Gridiron until it was too late. He was struck in the gut by a rock-hard sphere that was traveling at maybe forty miles an hour. </p><p></p><p><strong><em>Ka-THOOOOM!!!</em></strong> They crashed through the wall into the room beyond and rolled three times over on the ground. An arm rose from the roiling cloud of dust, stretched twenty feet up to the ceiling, and slammed back in. THWACK! Again. THWACK!! Gridiron was in his element. </p><p></p><p>They separated as the Creep flipped to a crouch, ten feet away. Gridiron slurped up to his feet in one quick fluid curl. The two circled each other. </p><p></p><p>Gridiron lashed out with a fifteen foot punch that the Creep side-flipped over, kicking Gridiron in the face as he did so. The Creep landed crouched against the wall and sprang back out. Gridiron dodged the punch by turning his entire upper body to the consistency of really thick oatmeal. The Creep splashed through to the other side and landed in a series of complex flips that evaded Gridiron’s immense, sweeping haymaker punches. </p><p></p><p>Gridiron’s arms shot out on either side of a pillar that stood between them and grabbed the Creep by the ankles. He yanked hard and the Creep was flying crotch-first at as column of stone. He reared back and punched through the pillar at the last moment. He landed against Gridiron with a double kick that sent him flying back against the wall. The Creep backflipped gracefully to his feet and swayed, ready for the next attack. </p><p></p><p>Gridiron stood and dusted himself off. He tilted his head to his left shoulder, then his right. <em>Crack, crack.</em> He lunged at the Creep. The Creep jumped high, avoiding Gridiron’s grabbing arms- which was the very idea. Gridiron quickly reached up, where he’d expected the Creep would go, and grabbed him solidly. He flexed his rubbery arms and slammed the Creep to the stone tiles of the floor, shattering them with the blow. </p><p></p><p>The Creep gathered his legs under him with frightening speed and jumped to Gridiron’s shoulders, where he slapped his large-fingered hands against the heroe’s football helmet. </p><p></p><p>All at once Gridiron gulped for air and it felt like his lungs were not only fully exhaled, but what little air was there was made of swamp water. He felt like he was emptying. His face pulsed with writhing veins as he felt his blood cells die by the thousands. He couldn’t scream. It ended mercifully when the Creep released his grip and flipped through the room’s window.</p><p></p><p>Forty seconds ago, in the main laboratory, Gridiron and the Creep bashed through the wall. The remaining heroes turned their attention to Hammer, and to keeping her from escaping. She was running toward the window in long strides. </p><p></p><p>Pixie scrunched her eyes and concentrated on something new. She held out her arms and ordered them to turn into spitting vipers. Her fingers flattened and grew scales in the span of half a second. Teeth folded out and eyes opened, and Marjorie Tibbits’ daughter had vipers for forearms. She wasn’t just thinking of vipers, though. She was also thinking of spiders. </p><p></p><p>The vipers spat and a thick webline shot out from each mouth, thwapping firmly onto Hammer’s back as she ran. There was a fierce moment of triumph for the Pixie. That was the hardest thing she’d ever tried to do- combining two animals’ talents to get one effect. The moment was gone as Hammer’s mass wasn’t even slowed by Pixie’s thin frame. Pixie was yanked off her feet and trailed behind Hammer like a cat toy. </p><p></p><p>Hammer smashed through the window and launched out over a one hundred and ten story drop. She began to fall. </p><p></p><p>Savant, close behind her, jumped after her. He began climbing, hand over hand, down Pixie’s weblines. He quickly reached Hammer and tried to pluck the gadget from her pack. He loosened it and almost had it... Hammer noticed him there and swung back with an immense arm that he barely ducked beneath. </p><p></p><p>Just then, a violent jolt- the weblines had gone taut. Hammer grunted as she was jerked to a stop. Pixie, above, was gripping the two weblines in her mighty trunk. Her new elephant form had outweighed Hammer’s and stopped her fall. </p><p></p><p>The loosened technological gadget shot out of Hammer’s pack and continued to fall. Savant wasted no time and jumped from Hammer. He pressed his arms against his sides, trying to create as little wind resistance as possible in his fall toward the gadget. He devoted some part of the back of his mind to worrying about how to stop falling, and would get to that when the time came. </p><p></p><p>Hammer, at the end of the weblines, swung backward and bashed through the windows on the floor below Constructor, Hex, Pixie, and Frenzy, who watched the fall from above. “That is so Die Hard,” Hex mused. </p><p></p><p><em><strong>KSSHHHHHH!!!</strong></em> A window up behind Savant shattered outward and something black was arcing out into the night. It was the Creep, and he was quickly making sense of what he saw before him. He began to fall even more rapidly than Savant, as he could make a sleeker, smoother form. He began to catch up with Savant around the sixtieth floor. Both hero and villain began straining forward, still maybe ten feet from the falling gadget, reaching as far as they could. They weren’t quite close enough to fight.</p><p></p><p>Constructor said “He’s not going to make it… he needs help,” and fell forward through the shattered window like a high diver, with his arms tapering above his head. As he came to point downward, the rockets in his metal boots fired to life and he shot toward the street at an incredible speed. He began catching up to the Creep and Savant. He grabbed Savant around the waist and held him, giving a final boost to his rockets. </p><p></p><p>This boost gave Savant the push he needed, and held by Constructor, he reached and snatched the falling gadget from the air. The Creep cursed as the two New Legends began curving back upwards with their prize. He continued to fall. </p><p></p><p>There was a streak of something through the air, and the Creep was gone. The streak arced up and flew past the building close to where the other New Legends stood- it was too fast to catch any kind of glimpse of what it may have been. Pixie felt the weblines go slack- whatever that streak had been, it had taken both the Creep and Hammer. </p><p></p><p>Pixie dropped the webs, turning human again. Her legs trembled. “Whatever, I don’t care. I just want to go to bed.” The others agreed. Now that the battle was over and the adrenaline was subsiding, a very human weariness was settling over them like a shroud. </p><p></p><p>Sirens on the street, flashing lights. Soon the police would arrive on the top floor with guns and questions. The heroes weren’t in the mood. They left the device and flew several blocks away, landing on street level in Silverage’s famous Stark Square. The first hints of daylight were in the sky and the heroes were bone-tired. “Is everyone all right to find their way home?” Constructor asked. “I could drop everyone off.”</p><p></p><p>Before anyone would answer, the lights of all the billboards and neon signs fluttered and dimmed. The immense monitor at the center of Stark Square stopped showing an ad for Samsung products. The picture flickered to snow then showed a hulking figure, silhouetted black against a dull red, from the shoulders up. There were odd angles jutting from it, as though it had bones or horns protruding from its shoulders. Its eyes were glowing red slits. Its gravelly, booming voice rang out over the monitor’s sound system.</p><p></p><p>“Heroes of Silverage City. Hear me. I will not tolerate your meddling, and the time of your doom is upon you. The item you took from me was the Transatomic Subreplicator. I do not need it to achieve my goal, but my plans are now delayed. Enjoy the little time you have left before my work is revealed. This is the age… of The Unholy.”</p><p></p><p>The screen went dead. “We’ll be ready,” Savant said. The others nodded, feeling beaten up but confident. They began to find their ways home. </p><p></p><p> <em><strong>Next:</strong></em><strong> Issue 3</strong></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Dr Midnight, post: 2836879, member: 69"] All at once, several things happened. Pixie dropped from her position on the ceiling, directly over one of the gun-toting thugs. She knocked the gun out of his hand as she changed quickly from lizard to girl to girl with gorilla arms. She picked the thug up and hurled him at a glass wall separating gas testing chambers. He flew through three glass walls in total before he rolled to a stop. Hex pulled out a voodoo doll that happened to look just like another of the thugs. He stuck a pin in it and aimed its arms. The thug’s gun arm came up and fired a long burst at the Creep, who was so surprised to have his own henchman turn on him that he didn’t manage to dodge in time. The wall around him erupted in bulletholes, and he took several hits. The Creep grunted “Go, Hammer! Get the device to him!” Hammer’s smile faltered. Would she really have to run out on a good brawl like this? She turned and ran for the immense wall of windows that looked out over a skyscraper drop to the street. “The Tenderizer’s getting away with the… the thingie!” Hex yelled. Pixie and Savant started sprinting for Hammer before she could crash through the window. They only had two, maybe three seconds. Constructor fired an energy beam at the Creep, who nimbly cartwheeled along the wall to dodge it. This gave Gridiron time to wrap his arms around two pillars and push back with his feet. He stretched, held, then released, firing at the Creep like a tight ball of putty. He altered his density to that of stone so that he was effectively a cannonball rocketing through the air. The Creep, distracted by Constructor’s fire, didn’t notice Gridiron until it was too late. He was struck in the gut by a rock-hard sphere that was traveling at maybe forty miles an hour. [b][I]Ka-THOOOOM!!![/I][/b] They crashed through the wall into the room beyond and rolled three times over on the ground. An arm rose from the roiling cloud of dust, stretched twenty feet up to the ceiling, and slammed back in. THWACK! Again. THWACK!! Gridiron was in his element. They separated as the Creep flipped to a crouch, ten feet away. Gridiron slurped up to his feet in one quick fluid curl. The two circled each other. Gridiron lashed out with a fifteen foot punch that the Creep side-flipped over, kicking Gridiron in the face as he did so. The Creep landed crouched against the wall and sprang back out. Gridiron dodged the punch by turning his entire upper body to the consistency of really thick oatmeal. The Creep splashed through to the other side and landed in a series of complex flips that evaded Gridiron’s immense, sweeping haymaker punches. Gridiron’s arms shot out on either side of a pillar that stood between them and grabbed the Creep by the ankles. He yanked hard and the Creep was flying crotch-first at as column of stone. He reared back and punched through the pillar at the last moment. He landed against Gridiron with a double kick that sent him flying back against the wall. The Creep backflipped gracefully to his feet and swayed, ready for the next attack. Gridiron stood and dusted himself off. He tilted his head to his left shoulder, then his right. [I]Crack, crack.[/I] He lunged at the Creep. The Creep jumped high, avoiding Gridiron’s grabbing arms- which was the very idea. Gridiron quickly reached up, where he’d expected the Creep would go, and grabbed him solidly. He flexed his rubbery arms and slammed the Creep to the stone tiles of the floor, shattering them with the blow. The Creep gathered his legs under him with frightening speed and jumped to Gridiron’s shoulders, where he slapped his large-fingered hands against the heroe’s football helmet. All at once Gridiron gulped for air and it felt like his lungs were not only fully exhaled, but what little air was there was made of swamp water. He felt like he was emptying. His face pulsed with writhing veins as he felt his blood cells die by the thousands. He couldn’t scream. It ended mercifully when the Creep released his grip and flipped through the room’s window. Forty seconds ago, in the main laboratory, Gridiron and the Creep bashed through the wall. The remaining heroes turned their attention to Hammer, and to keeping her from escaping. She was running toward the window in long strides. Pixie scrunched her eyes and concentrated on something new. She held out her arms and ordered them to turn into spitting vipers. Her fingers flattened and grew scales in the span of half a second. Teeth folded out and eyes opened, and Marjorie Tibbits’ daughter had vipers for forearms. She wasn’t just thinking of vipers, though. She was also thinking of spiders. The vipers spat and a thick webline shot out from each mouth, thwapping firmly onto Hammer’s back as she ran. There was a fierce moment of triumph for the Pixie. That was the hardest thing she’d ever tried to do- combining two animals’ talents to get one effect. The moment was gone as Hammer’s mass wasn’t even slowed by Pixie’s thin frame. Pixie was yanked off her feet and trailed behind Hammer like a cat toy. Hammer smashed through the window and launched out over a one hundred and ten story drop. She began to fall. Savant, close behind her, jumped after her. He began climbing, hand over hand, down Pixie’s weblines. He quickly reached Hammer and tried to pluck the gadget from her pack. He loosened it and almost had it... Hammer noticed him there and swung back with an immense arm that he barely ducked beneath. Just then, a violent jolt- the weblines had gone taut. Hammer grunted as she was jerked to a stop. Pixie, above, was gripping the two weblines in her mighty trunk. Her new elephant form had outweighed Hammer’s and stopped her fall. The loosened technological gadget shot out of Hammer’s pack and continued to fall. Savant wasted no time and jumped from Hammer. He pressed his arms against his sides, trying to create as little wind resistance as possible in his fall toward the gadget. He devoted some part of the back of his mind to worrying about how to stop falling, and would get to that when the time came. Hammer, at the end of the weblines, swung backward and bashed through the windows on the floor below Constructor, Hex, Pixie, and Frenzy, who watched the fall from above. “That is so Die Hard,” Hex mused. [I][B]KSSHHHHHH!!![/B][/I][B][/B] A window up behind Savant shattered outward and something black was arcing out into the night. It was the Creep, and he was quickly making sense of what he saw before him. He began to fall even more rapidly than Savant, as he could make a sleeker, smoother form. He began to catch up with Savant around the sixtieth floor. Both hero and villain began straining forward, still maybe ten feet from the falling gadget, reaching as far as they could. They weren’t quite close enough to fight. Constructor said “He’s not going to make it… he needs help,” and fell forward through the shattered window like a high diver, with his arms tapering above his head. As he came to point downward, the rockets in his metal boots fired to life and he shot toward the street at an incredible speed. He began catching up to the Creep and Savant. He grabbed Savant around the waist and held him, giving a final boost to his rockets. This boost gave Savant the push he needed, and held by Constructor, he reached and snatched the falling gadget from the air. The Creep cursed as the two New Legends began curving back upwards with their prize. He continued to fall. There was a streak of something through the air, and the Creep was gone. The streak arced up and flew past the building close to where the other New Legends stood- it was too fast to catch any kind of glimpse of what it may have been. Pixie felt the weblines go slack- whatever that streak had been, it had taken both the Creep and Hammer. Pixie dropped the webs, turning human again. Her legs trembled. “Whatever, I don’t care. I just want to go to bed.” The others agreed. Now that the battle was over and the adrenaline was subsiding, a very human weariness was settling over them like a shroud. Sirens on the street, flashing lights. Soon the police would arrive on the top floor with guns and questions. The heroes weren’t in the mood. They left the device and flew several blocks away, landing on street level in Silverage’s famous Stark Square. The first hints of daylight were in the sky and the heroes were bone-tired. “Is everyone all right to find their way home?” Constructor asked. “I could drop everyone off.” Before anyone would answer, the lights of all the billboards and neon signs fluttered and dimmed. The immense monitor at the center of Stark Square stopped showing an ad for Samsung products. The picture flickered to snow then showed a hulking figure, silhouetted black against a dull red, from the shoulders up. There were odd angles jutting from it, as though it had bones or horns protruding from its shoulders. Its eyes were glowing red slits. Its gravelly, booming voice rang out over the monitor’s sound system. “Heroes of Silverage City. Hear me. I will not tolerate your meddling, and the time of your doom is upon you. The item you took from me was the Transatomic Subreplicator. I do not need it to achieve my goal, but my plans are now delayed. Enjoy the little time you have left before my work is revealed. This is the age… of The Unholy.” The screen went dead. “We’ll be ready,” Savant said. The others nodded, feeling beaten up but confident. They began to find their ways home. [I][B]Next:[/B][/I][B] Issue 3[/B] [/QUOTE]
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