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<blockquote data-quote="Dr Midnight" data-source="post: 2836883" data-attributes="member: 69"><p>Savant quickly took control of the situation. “Young master Piercey found his camera, eh? I wouldn’t worry too much about that. We are and have always been very cautious about revealing our identities.” </p><p></p><p>The press seemed to accept this as truth.</p><p></p><p>All at once, the reporters put hands to their ears and listened. They were all hearing their various producers call speaking to them through earphones. They looked excited and rallied their cameramen, moving away from the Legends towards their news vans. </p><p></p><p>Pixie pouted. “Was it something we said?”</p><p></p><p>“It’s not us,” Constructor said. “There was just now a police call that came in about a major theft that was discovered.”</p><p></p><p>“How do you know?”</p><p></p><p>“I get the police band wired straight into my earpiece with this suit… the benefit of wearing a cop car.”</p><p></p><p>At that moment, a police sergeant who’d been taking down the details of the defeated supervillains approached. His face was dark and somewhat irritated. “Hey, is that one of ours you’re wearing?” </p><p></p><p>Constructor faltered. “Uh. Let’s go!” </p><p></p><p>Hex conjured a flying carpet that he, Frenzy, Savant and Gridiron rode on as Pixie and Constructor took to the sky. The cop below yelled about how cars like that come out of the taxpayers’ pockets and tend to not grow on trees. </p><p></p><p>Inside his car suit, Emerson blushed. He hadn’t really taken much time to consider just where the cars had been coming from lately. He’d have to be more careful in the future… the cars were useless once he sloughed off his armor.</p><p></p><p>“Where are we going?” Hex asked. </p><p></p><p>Savant thought. “Steven’s probably headed to the site of the robbery to cover it. We should intercept him there, get the camera back before he gets a chance to develop the film. Where’s the robbery?”</p><p></p><p>“Where it all began,” Constructor said as they picked up speed. “The Silverage Science Museum.”</p><p></p><p>As they circled in over the Science Museum, they could make out a commotion below. Police cars and news vans were crowding the parking lot, and a large throng of officials were around the back area. The New Legends flew lower and saw that the entire west wall of the new wing was completely shattered outward. The people below looked up and some began pointing. Most began waving. </p><p></p><p>“Anyone see Steven?” Constructor asked. </p><p></p><p>Pixie looked with an eagle’s eyes. Her eyes scanned over each face, looking for the familiar features of the diminutive newsman. “Nope. Don’t see him yet.”</p><p></p><p>They flew into the destroyed exhibit hall and looked about this room was familiar- this was the Transatomic Superconductor room. The room that housed the scientific marvel that had given them their powers. The marvel that was now missing. </p><p></p><p>A twenty foot wide circle of ripped-free bolts and cables showed where the Superconductor had stood. It had been torn from the ground and, judging from the two immense clawed footprints that sank deep into the concrete leading to the hole, carried out through the wall. Something with two legs had smashed in, picked up a twelve ton hunk of machinery and walked out. </p><p></p><p>The police in the room looked annoyed to have people just walk into the crime scene, but on the other hand it was the city’s new superheroes and no one was really willing to say anything. They were told that there wouldn’t be a problem as long as they didn’t tamper with anything. </p><p></p><p>Savant followed the deep tracks outside- the creature or whatever it had been had three-toed reptilian clawed feet with a “toe” on either side of each foot. “The tracks only show up once it’s picked up the machine- it’s not that big. Maybe four hundred pounds at most. It’s incredibly strong, though- maybe stronger than you, Frenzy.” Outside, the tracks continued to the blacktop parking lot, grew deeper at the very end and disappeared. “The tracks disappear- it jumped. Carrying a twelve-ton Transatomic device, it jumped from here. Pixie, can you scan from the skies and find where it might have landed?”</p><p></p><p>“Gotcha.” Pixie sprouted her ever-handy hawk’s wings and took to the sky. She landed shortly afterward. “Nothing nearby. I could fly a wider perimeter, try to-“</p><p></p><p>“We should try to find Steven,” Frenzy said. He was shifting from foot to foot. He looked nervous.</p><p></p><p>Savant thought for a moment. “Frenzy’s right. We should probably take care of that first. Steven’s not here, so it looks like he went straight home from the police department.”</p><p></p><p>“Crap,” Frenzy said. “We have to get there. Let’s go.”</p><p></p><p>The New Legends flew off for Steven Piercey’s home. The suburbs weren’t far away, and they streaked across the sky to reach the bright yellow house at the end of Bluebird Terrace. </p><p></p><p>Once there, they hid in a nearby grove and discussed what to do. “We can’t just burst in wearing our costumes,” Savant suggested, “So Herbie you should change to plainclothes and try to get inside and destroy the film before he develops it.”</p><p></p><p>“What if it’s too late?” Pixie asked.</p><p></p><p>“Let’s try to avoid thinking of that,” Savant said grimly. “Go.”</p><p></p><p>Pixie changed herself into a field mouse and scurried up into Herbie’s pocket while he walked into the house. He didn’t spot her. </p><p></p><p>Herbie knocked on the door and a kind looking model of the classic nuclear housewife opened the door. She looked genuinely surprised to see the bookish young man on her doorstep. “Oh! Hello! Are you a friend of Steven’s?”</p><p></p><p>“Uh, yes,” Herbie said as he shuffled his feet. “Is he here?”</p><p></p><p>“Of course, come in, come in! STEVEN, YOU’VE GOT A LITTLE FRIEND!” She looked thrilled. “Steven doesn’t get that many playmates over, he’ll be so happy to see you! He’s in his darkroom, last door on the right. </p><p></p><p>Herbie wasted no time and strode right over to the door. He didn’t even knock- he just turned the knob and opened the door. </p><p></p><p>The red light of the room washed out with the white light of the hallway. Steven stood with his back to the door. A row of photos hung drying on lines above a few tubs of red-lit liquid. Herbie cleared his throat. “Uh. Hi Steven. So I heard you got your camera back.” </p><p></p><p>Steven turned away from the photo he’d been staring at and faced Herbie. The photo was fading into gray from the light of the hallway, but the image was unmistakable for just a moment more- it was Herbie, dumping an unconscious man into a large trash container. Behind him stood Constructor in his black and gold Trans Am suit. </p><p></p><p>The look on Steven’s face was deadly serious, like nothing Herbie or anyone else at school had seen before. “Yeah, Herbie. I got my camera back.”</p><p></p><p> <em><strong>Next:</strong></em><strong> The Steven Problem</strong></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Dr Midnight, post: 2836883, member: 69"] Savant quickly took control of the situation. “Young master Piercey found his camera, eh? I wouldn’t worry too much about that. We are and have always been very cautious about revealing our identities.” The press seemed to accept this as truth. All at once, the reporters put hands to their ears and listened. They were all hearing their various producers call speaking to them through earphones. They looked excited and rallied their cameramen, moving away from the Legends towards their news vans. Pixie pouted. “Was it something we said?” “It’s not us,” Constructor said. “There was just now a police call that came in about a major theft that was discovered.” “How do you know?” “I get the police band wired straight into my earpiece with this suit… the benefit of wearing a cop car.” At that moment, a police sergeant who’d been taking down the details of the defeated supervillains approached. His face was dark and somewhat irritated. “Hey, is that one of ours you’re wearing?” Constructor faltered. “Uh. Let’s go!” Hex conjured a flying carpet that he, Frenzy, Savant and Gridiron rode on as Pixie and Constructor took to the sky. The cop below yelled about how cars like that come out of the taxpayers’ pockets and tend to not grow on trees. Inside his car suit, Emerson blushed. He hadn’t really taken much time to consider just where the cars had been coming from lately. He’d have to be more careful in the future… the cars were useless once he sloughed off his armor. “Where are we going?” Hex asked. Savant thought. “Steven’s probably headed to the site of the robbery to cover it. We should intercept him there, get the camera back before he gets a chance to develop the film. Where’s the robbery?” “Where it all began,” Constructor said as they picked up speed. “The Silverage Science Museum.” As they circled in over the Science Museum, they could make out a commotion below. Police cars and news vans were crowding the parking lot, and a large throng of officials were around the back area. The New Legends flew lower and saw that the entire west wall of the new wing was completely shattered outward. The people below looked up and some began pointing. Most began waving. “Anyone see Steven?” Constructor asked. Pixie looked with an eagle’s eyes. Her eyes scanned over each face, looking for the familiar features of the diminutive newsman. “Nope. Don’t see him yet.” They flew into the destroyed exhibit hall and looked about this room was familiar- this was the Transatomic Superconductor room. The room that housed the scientific marvel that had given them their powers. The marvel that was now missing. A twenty foot wide circle of ripped-free bolts and cables showed where the Superconductor had stood. It had been torn from the ground and, judging from the two immense clawed footprints that sank deep into the concrete leading to the hole, carried out through the wall. Something with two legs had smashed in, picked up a twelve ton hunk of machinery and walked out. The police in the room looked annoyed to have people just walk into the crime scene, but on the other hand it was the city’s new superheroes and no one was really willing to say anything. They were told that there wouldn’t be a problem as long as they didn’t tamper with anything. Savant followed the deep tracks outside- the creature or whatever it had been had three-toed reptilian clawed feet with a “toe” on either side of each foot. “The tracks only show up once it’s picked up the machine- it’s not that big. Maybe four hundred pounds at most. It’s incredibly strong, though- maybe stronger than you, Frenzy.” Outside, the tracks continued to the blacktop parking lot, grew deeper at the very end and disappeared. “The tracks disappear- it jumped. Carrying a twelve-ton Transatomic device, it jumped from here. Pixie, can you scan from the skies and find where it might have landed?” “Gotcha.” Pixie sprouted her ever-handy hawk’s wings and took to the sky. She landed shortly afterward. “Nothing nearby. I could fly a wider perimeter, try to-“ “We should try to find Steven,” Frenzy said. He was shifting from foot to foot. He looked nervous. Savant thought for a moment. “Frenzy’s right. We should probably take care of that first. Steven’s not here, so it looks like he went straight home from the police department.” “Crap,” Frenzy said. “We have to get there. Let’s go.” The New Legends flew off for Steven Piercey’s home. The suburbs weren’t far away, and they streaked across the sky to reach the bright yellow house at the end of Bluebird Terrace. Once there, they hid in a nearby grove and discussed what to do. “We can’t just burst in wearing our costumes,” Savant suggested, “So Herbie you should change to plainclothes and try to get inside and destroy the film before he develops it.” “What if it’s too late?” Pixie asked. “Let’s try to avoid thinking of that,” Savant said grimly. “Go.” Pixie changed herself into a field mouse and scurried up into Herbie’s pocket while he walked into the house. He didn’t spot her. Herbie knocked on the door and a kind looking model of the classic nuclear housewife opened the door. She looked genuinely surprised to see the bookish young man on her doorstep. “Oh! Hello! Are you a friend of Steven’s?” “Uh, yes,” Herbie said as he shuffled his feet. “Is he here?” “Of course, come in, come in! STEVEN, YOU’VE GOT A LITTLE FRIEND!” She looked thrilled. “Steven doesn’t get that many playmates over, he’ll be so happy to see you! He’s in his darkroom, last door on the right. Herbie wasted no time and strode right over to the door. He didn’t even knock- he just turned the knob and opened the door. The red light of the room washed out with the white light of the hallway. Steven stood with his back to the door. A row of photos hung drying on lines above a few tubs of red-lit liquid. Herbie cleared his throat. “Uh. Hi Steven. So I heard you got your camera back.” Steven turned away from the photo he’d been staring at and faced Herbie. The photo was fading into gray from the light of the hallway, but the image was unmistakable for just a moment more- it was Herbie, dumping an unconscious man into a large trash container. Behind him stood Constructor in his black and gold Trans Am suit. The look on Steven’s face was deadly serious, like nothing Herbie or anyone else at school had seen before. “Yeah, Herbie. I got my camera back.” [I][B]Next:[/B][/I][B] The Steven Problem[/B] [/QUOTE]
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