Hello. If your reading this it means that you can heed this warning to anyone who'll listen. My name is Cyrus Noble. (Sara gave the name.) I live with 5 others: Jazz, Viktor, Megan, Magnet, Arsenal, and Sara. Me and Jazz are 15, Viktor is 14, Megan, 13, Magnet, 10, and Sara is 5. We all live and where born in a dam (yes a dam) in southern Canada next to a small town named Ortanoville. It's right next to a giant fresh water lake . We were created by evil scientists that made one small mistake with me, I kill everyone in a white coat in my rage, and I freed the surviving experiments who became my friends. When I freed the five experiments I stored them in an empty room for their safety so I could kill the remaining Scientists, I call them Sci-fis, and find something we'd all be able to eat. I don't know why but I felt that I needed to protect them; anyway after a while I found a room that only had two metal tables; the smaller table had some tools while the other had a strapped down robot. He looked at me and said, "HELLO, I AM PROJECT A-1193, CODENAME: ARSENAL. BUT YOU MAY CALL ME ARSENAL." In response, very slowly, I said, "Willyou...help me...find....food...forthe others." He nodded. When I freed him he took me to what looked like a lounge; we got all of the food we can carry and went back. Now I know what your thinking: Why stay in your worst nightmare? because we tried to find some other good hiding spot with accessible food, shelter, AND fresh water; and we failed at that. Another thing, we are NOT a bunch of savages O.K.? I went into the forest found the nearby town and some young couple took pity on me and practically gave everything I needed. I felt guilty about it later, but I stoll all of what was in their closets, drawers, and kitchen cabinets; leaving a few pairs of everything. Hey, we need clothes too! So how did we become this intelligent? We had special powers already, apparently Jazz is the smartest person on the planet: that's how we got the computers working and the TV in the lounge and she's a mechanical genius! I can't say much about our education but we know how to read, write, and speak; at least somewhat. As far as I'm concerned that's all that's essential for our survival. We've lived here for about two years and we haven't explored all of the dam yet, but we're working on it. I found a work-out room and we had to stay fit so we used it. We keep finding out new things about this place, turns out the seven of us are the only ones alive in here......Cool. The Sci-fies have deleted most of the info on the computer the day I went a-wol. In a nut-shell this is what we found: Jazz learns quickly and has a sonic scream which she generates through the light blue rings in her mouth. Magnet can control metal which is limited by a certain range. Megan has a set of dragon-like wings that allow her to fly and she has allot of strength and agility to top it off. Viktor has super hearing with sonar, so he can just whistle and listen the sound waves bounce off of everything, he also has eyes that can shoot lasers; the Sci-ifs tried to intensify his sight but ended up blinding him and he lost control of his sight blast. He wears a piece of ripped cloth over his eyes: it has a certain material that blocks his blast. (For the record he wanted to wear it in the first place.) Sara has Telepathy, yeah, do NOT play any card games with her. Arsenal is a robot with the brain of a super computer, and the Heart and soul of the kindest of humans; he also has a few weapons on him. Why did the Sci-fis want to shut him down? Ya got me. Me on the other hand, I am an animal. My fingernails extend half-an-inch out. And I have three hearts.......THREE. Which somehow gives me the ability to heal myself really fast. I also have the senses of Superman.
Anyway I woke up in my bed to find two worried faces staring at me. "You were asleep all mourning", said Magnet. Sara said, "It's about 1:00, Jazz wanted us to check on you." Good ol' Jazz. I looked at them and said, "OK, I'll be right behind you." They left and I slumped outta bed, something smelled good. I got dressed and made my way to the mess hall and saw Arsenal helping Jazz cook. "Uh-oh. Hit the deck, Jazz is cooking." I heard some tiny fake screams followed by laughter. "Oh. Ha ha. You're hilarious." Jazz replied. "I SAW SOMETHING ON THE TELEVISION LAST NIGHT ABOUT COOKING." added Arsenal in his static robotic voice, "I THOUGHT YOU MIGHT ENJOY IT." Jazz continued, "It should be done in about 20 minutes. Sara could you please get Viktor up?" "OK," Sara replied and left. "You sure she won't get lost?" I asked "I won't get lost!" Sara called back. While Megan and Magnet were watching Spongebob and Arsenal and Jazz were cooking I had this wierd feeling, a bad feeling. BAA-BOOOOM! I Hate it when I'm right.
Immediately everyone in the room practically jumps out of the room only to see a huge hole in the wall, leading outside to the once-peaceful valley below. The side of a chopper hovered about 20 feet away from the hole, with the doors open and two strangely dressed men, with masks, stood there. One of them was holding a rocket launcher and was trying to re-load, the other took out (what looked like) a gun and fired. He missed and it was some sortta......laser! Those shouldn't even exist yet! With quick thinking I thought of a plan. I extended my claws and ordered, "Megan, Magnet get to the top of the dam. Jazz, get Sara and Viktor and do the same. Now! Protect yourselves! No matter what!" I looked back at the chopper and said, "Arsenal, how far can you throw me?" "ABOUT SIXTY FEET." "Throw me at that chopper" Jazz looked back from down the hallway with a horrorified look on her face. She heard me. "Cyrus! No!" But it was too late Arsenal hesitated but he already had me at the back of shirt and my belt and had me in the air. I was soaring towards the helicopter. The first guy was done reloading, but he was too late; I landed on the chopper and snatched the rocket launcher before he could even react. I smashed the weapon against the torso of the Second guy and heard ribs crack. I grabbed the other guy by the throat and threw him and his launcher out. The pilot got up from his seat so I snapped the pilot's neck, Smashed the controls, and leaped out of the chopper. I think the tail of it alomst hit my boots. I hit the concrete wall right under the hole with a huge THUD. That was going to leave a huge mark in the morning. Once I clawed myself back in the building, I rise back to a certain humanoid robot waiting for me. "ARE YOU ALLRIGHT?", He asked. "Yeah. Where are the others?" "CALCULATIONS SUGGEST THAT IF THEY STAYED ON COURSE TO THE TOP, THEY SHOULD BE THERE ALREADY." "Then lets go." After fighting are way to the top we met up with the others. The first thing I hear when I open and go through the hatch was "Are You Crazy!?" "Hey, nice to see you too Jazz." I turn to see the worried faces of Jazz, Megan, Magnet, and Sara. Somethings wrong."Where's Viktor?", I asked. Everyone turned to Jazz. She said, "When the troopers attacked, Viktor got separated from us. He told us he can take another way up here, we're still waiting for him." "Crap. (sigh) O.K. I'll go back and..." CRASH! I turned to see another hole in the roof with a little bit of water seeping in, and a dark figure climbing out of it. Instantly we gathered and helped Viktor up. He had some scratches and a bruise on his arm. He had his usual black with thin horizontal white stripes hoody, darker jeans, and, oh yeah, his black blindfold that hides his Bazooka-Emerl-like eyes. "It's a freaking invasion! I can hear it all." Just then three helicopters on each side came out of no were; their weapons primed and aimed at us. We are so screwed. Then a different kind of helicopter landed about 20 feet away from us. I think it was a carrier helicopter, either someone wanted us alive or they where bringing something big into the mix. I looked over my shoulder and whispered, "Be prepared for anything." The back of the chopper door was facing us when it opened there was a white man standing there; he had a white shirt with a black tie, black pants, black shoes, a black trench coat, and ,of coarse, shades. His hair was black and you couldn't see anything behind his shades. Until he moved from his spot I thought he was a statue, I didn't even know someone can be that still. "Hello, children." His voice was.....indescribable: it put a chilling sensation down your spine with each letter he spoke. "What do you want?" I barked, trying to not sound scared. I had to be the brave and strong leader, if I won't who will? "That's right, short and straight to the point. My name is Bishop. I want to make you a deal." "So you attack our home and try to kill us?!", I retorted. "I told the Pawn Troopers to use light weaponry." A lie "You call a freaking Rocket Launcher light weaponry?!" I felt like a screeching banshee. Who or What was this guy? He continued, "Anyway, I think we're getting rather off-topic. You see you want protection for youself and your friends, we want to examine you for study. With no pain at all, we will give whatever you need and/or want and all the protection you want from those who want to destroy you." I thought about it, this guy was spiting lies that's for sure. How did he know about my little agenda? I thought a plan over and over again hoping Sara was reading my mind for once. "You mean people, like yourself? No thank you. I'd rather take my chances with a mad bear: much more of a likely hood to survive." He looked surprised."Is that your final answer?" "Now!", I yelled. Instantly Viktor pulled off his blind fold. FWOOSH! A blast of green light took out a copter. Magnet put out his hands, as if he was holding something, and swiped them across the air; BOOM! Another chopper down. Megan flew to the side of the another chopper, held on to the tail and snapped the it off from the the chopper; she threw the tail of it into the chopper next to her. She then flew back as both of the choppers fell into the water below. While all of this is going on Jazz throws three metallic Javelins at the ground where the four pawn troopers who standing in front of Bishop, after a few seconds an electric-discharge emerged and shocked the living crap out of the troopers. Sara put two fingers to her temples and one hand out in front: in a few minutes the four pawn troopers behind Bishop collapsed, one by one. Arsenal shot and destroyed the carrier chopper behind Bishop, no escaping now. "My turn." I lunged through the air, out to kill, and right before I got to dig my claws into his heart, he reaches out with his right arm and caught me by the neck. There I was hanging there, not even able to touch the floor with my boot. This never happened before, not even in the Testing Room set to the highest level. Who was this guy? What was this guy? "If your answer was no, you could've just have said no; I have no intention to fight you. The troopers were merely to get your attention. You're not yet worthy to fight me." Not yet worthy?! Wasn't he Mr. Modest? I couldn't breathe enough to make a snappy come-back, or to say a few choice words (if you know what I mean). He then let go of me and I fell to the ground gasping for breath. I felt so weak; that's not my style. On my knees, I look up only to see Bishop holding on to a ladder attached to a Helicopter I didn't see before. And just like that we were alone. Jazz and Viktor helped me up, Arsenal broke the silence, "OUR SECRET BASE IS NO LONGER A SECRET." "What do we do now?", asked Megan. Good question. Several minutes later we were at the door of the official entrance. I looked at all of them, "Does everyone have their essentials?" They absent-minded replied, "Yes." The older ones I didn't have to worry about, as for the others, well you know. I was on one knee looking through Sara's back-pack while Jazz looked through Megan's and Viktor looked through Magnet's. Sara surprisingly did well with packing her stuff; she got three different sets of clothes to change into, some food that would give us a week, but she had two many stuffed animals. Who needs seven different stuffed animals while traveling? We didn't want to look like campers, or homeless for that matter: it would attract attention to us. "Now Sara, I know you want to bring your friends along, but we can't. We're on the run now, I am going to make you a deal: I want you to choose two of these animals." She looked at the toys, biting her lip like I did sometimes. "Can it be three?" I looked at her and right into the trap, her secret weapon, the Bambi eyes. This isn't some mind trick the sci-fis installed. It was like as if it came naturally to her. Half the time she doesn't even know that she does it, or does she? Either way, it was too cute when she did it and, it almost never failed. "O.K. three it is, but only three. All right?" "All right.", she said. I turned around to see Jazz folding her arms and shaking her head, a silent message: it said "You sap." I gave a smile and got up to see if the other's were done. Megan zipped up her back pack and put it on, all with a rather disappointed face. Jazz answered my silent question, "She had a lot of her favorite magazines in there." I nodded and turned to Sara. "Sara do you have the three toys, yet?" "Yep." She stuffed see the small blond girl stuffing a toy cat, bird, and squirrel into her pink back pack. I turn again to see Viktor, standing there silent as a ghost, "I felt through Magnet's bag, he's good." I sighed, "O.K. Last question before we go. Does anyone need to go to the bathroom?" A few hands raised. Yeah, that's what I thought. After we left the dam we set out into the woods, looking for a brand new home that would provide shelter, water, and food. So far, nothing. So we had to set up camp for the night. Have you ever camped in the southern Canadian woods? If you have, we know how it is. We could sleep easily knowing we got an awesome friend on watch the whole night.
Next morning I was the first to wake up. I decided to get the others up to start a new day to search for a new place to crash. After everyone was awake and accounted for and eating breakfast I thought I should make the announcement. "Hey guys I think we should go south into America." Silence. Viktor decided to break the silence, "Ain't we supposed to be Canadian, eh?" Megan ignored him and said, outraged, "Awesome. We might actually go to a concert in the U.S." "Guys. Whoever 'They' are they will not be able to track us as easily if we go to a different country." Arsenal chimed in, "ACTUALLY, CYRUS, I THEORIZE THAT IF WE GO TO DOWNTOWN TORONTO WE MIGHT HAVE A BETTER CHANCE OF EVADING WHOEVER IS TRACKING US, IN THE CROWDS." I looked at him astonished. Jazz beat me to the punch, "Toronto? Are you positive?" He nodded. I was shocked, I didn't know what to do. Thankfully Jazz did, "OK. Who's up for wondering in America?" I raised my hand and looked around(trying to NOT look menacing.) Magnet and Megan had their hands raised, too. "OK. Who's up for ever-so-closer Toronto?" Viktor, Arsenal, Sara, and Jazz raised their hands. I hate a democracy. "Lets go." It took like three freakin long days going east, scavenging for food, stealing needed things (only if it was necessary), and finding some sortta shelter to sleep in. This is not as easy as one might think. Anyway we eventually ended up on the edge of Toronto Ontario, Canada. "I still say this a bad idea." I tried to urge them. Jazz reconvinced them, "Come on, Cyrus. You lost fair and square. Besides, I'm sure we can have some fun and be safe at the same time." I took a deep breath. "I still have a bad feeling about this." We entered the city looking for some hole in the wall or some abandoned building to hideout in. It was the end of the day and we decided to go to the homeless shelter for tonight. It was like a big dome and inside there was mats all over the floor. When we got there, there was a bunch of people inside as well as a family giving out sandwiches and other types of food. I don't like this at all. I'm not a fan of tight spaces, it brings back nightmares. There was however stairs leading into a restricted attic. Why is there an attic in a homeless shelter? I don't know, I didn't design the place. Anyway I locked the door, so we don't have any uninvited guests. We got out our sleeping bags and set up for the night. Everyone said their goodnight and eventually went to sleep. I wasn't gonna get a wink of sleep tonight: my family deserved better than this rat-hole. We survived an assault from Helicopters, Pawn troopers, and some sortta...Whatever he is. I need to know Who or What was Bishop (a.k.a. source of the song "Secret Agent Man"). Sara was reading thoughts again, and decided to give some news, "Cyrus, I don't like Bishop." I chuckled a little. "Neither do I Sara. He's like that monster I have to scare away." "No. That's not what I mean. I can't read his mind. It's like He's dead." I sighed. "He's not human that's for sure. Come on Sara let's just go to sleep."
The mourning didn't start like I expected. I guess I should get used to that. We left the building at sunrise. We had to find breakfast, and a heading. When the sun was no longer touching the land, that's when everything went to hell. We were walking through an alley seeing if there were any leftover food from restaurants. When an explosion came from behind. "Ah, come on!" said Magnet. I couldn't have said it better myself. I extended my claws. "Everyone, prepare for battle." I saw what was attacking and I knew I was going to make a new enemy today. The guy was standing on a building. It was at least seven feet tall, It wore cameo shorts, a sleeveless white shirt. It had robotic arms that were to big for its body and robotic boots that seem to be connected to his knees. It also had a small circle of metal in the center of his chest. He jumped down and made a crater were he landed. Then he made a b-line for us saying, "I am the Ann-i-ha-lator. I am made to cap-ture you." I don't remember much after that, except for a lot of pain. When I woke up I was tied up and in the back of some van. I looked around even though there was not much to look at. The others got hog-tied as well, except Arsenal, he was no were in sight. Victor had a bloody spot on his arm, Magnet had cuts and bruises. Megan was looking everywhere, panicking, and chained rather than roped. Once she saw that I was awake she calmed down a little, she was still scared out of her mind. Sara is....is....oh....good, she's still breathing. Jazz had a giant bruise on her for head. Now I'm pissed. They, He, IT did this, The Annihalator. He is dead, as soon as I get free he is dead. I shot a look at Jazz, hoping she got my message: Are you O.K.? She nodded, but that bruise told me other wise. I decided to get some answers from these...Pawn Troopers. "Yo!", I said. One of them replied, "Shut Up!" "I was wondering were we are. And were is the big tough walking tin-can?" The one in the passenger seat replied, "You mean the one that kicked your butts? Don't worry, you'll see him again once we get to base." They were wearing masks with slits for eyes and mouth, so I couldn't see their faces but I knew by their tone they were smiling. So, we get to meet up with Bishop again. Finally. It was maybe thirty minutes when the van slowed to a stop. The back doors opened to a herd of more Pawn Troopers. They stuffed us into body bags and dragged us to a room. Once they let us out again, Bishop was sitting at his desk, with his fingers laced as if he was waiting for us. The only other people besides him and us were the four Troopers that dragged us in. "Leave us." Bishop said. They left, unfortunatly they had handcuffed me with some kind of cuffs. Two pairs. The outer pair was for covering my claws, the other was for restraint. They thought of it all, or well most of it anyway. If we can just get Viktor's headband off or if Jazz would be willing to screech for us, unlikely. Jazz saw the destuction her super voice did in the training room and since then she kept working on her little utility belt, stuffing it with shurikeins, javelins, grappling hooks, power disks, anything you can actually fit into an oversized belt; and they didn't remove the belt. Bishop said, "I'm guessing the trip was pleasurable." I responded, "Shut up and tell me were Arsenal is, so I can kill you and everyone else and get out of here quickly." "Straight to the point. I like that. Well, I'm going to be honest with you. My scientists will study you from the inside out, to see what makes you tick." "No surprize." He continued, "For now we will let you stay in your own rooms. One for each of you. We have a separate room for you."Aren't I special? "Bite me." I said.
Later, I don't know how long. Perhaps an hour or two. There I am, pacing the 'room' actually it's a cell with Nothing in it but a vent and the Titanium Door I came through. Wait, the vents they are on the ceiling. I tried to pull them off. It pulled off allright, the screws must've been titanium. The vent itself wasn't. Those idiots have no idea who they're dealing with. Whoever the ventalation system as clean as it was in those spy movies was an idiot. This is just disgusting, not that I'm complaining. Anyway I made my way as silent as I could possibly be. Just looking for the rooms that had my friends, my family. Eventually I looked through what must've been my 96th vent, and I saw a familiar blonde haired girl sitting in the corner of a room. Jazz! I almost yelled. Instead I gave a little 'pssst'. She looked around a bit confused. I gave another 'pssst'. She looked up with a start as she saw me. I just smiled. She mouthed 'Cyrus'. I put my fingers to my lips, telling her to keep quiet. She moved over to the other side of the room. I unscrewed the screws on the vent. It fell and I caught it as soon as it left the ceiling. I lowered myself down to the floor and put the vent piece on the bed. I said, "What's up?" I was tackled with a hug from Jazz. After she let go I led her up and into the vent with Jazz first. I made a slight klang by accident as I slid the vent piece back into place. A minute later I heard a loud 'CRASH!' I looked down at the vent I hovered over. I saw Victor and Magnet run by. I heard Viktor's signature whistle. "Wait." he said. Magnet was freaking out. "Viktor! We don't have time to wait! We got to find the others and get out of here!" "Found two of them." He replied and pointed to the vent I hovered over. I punched in the vent three times before it fell. I fell through. I rolled as I hit the floor so that I was up on my feet. I said, "What? You were gonna start the party without me?" Magnet got excited, "Cyrus! You're O.K.! We have to get out of here. Gaurds are everywhere." Just then the alarms blared and a voice came up, 'Warning! Warning! prisoners have escaped!' and so on. I said, "Viktor, can you use your sonar to find the other and a way outta here?" He responded, "Already done." He did his signature whistle and waited. "This way." He finally said. He led us down a hallway and kept whistling every minute or two. Eventually he stopped abruptly. "Megan and Sara are right here." He said, pointing to the two titanium doors to his left. Jazz got out to boxes covered with wires. She stuck them on the locks on the doors. "Take a few steps back." The doors blew up, Probably scaring but not hurting anyone inside. A thirteen year old girl and a five year old girl came out of the two rooms. "Cyrus?" Sara asked innocently. "Yep! Now let's get out here." She got wide-eyed. "Wait! We need help out the others." What? "The others. I can sense them........please." I knew what she was talking about. Since she could read minds and send thoughts she can tell what emotions someone is feeling. She must be sensing a lot of pain, fear, death. I nodded, "O.K. We'll help 'em out." She smiled and I heard his voice in my head. Thanks Cyrus, I promise you won't regret this. 15 minutes later we were standing at the end of a hallway that had a bunch of electical gates on both sides. Each cell had a experimental mutant of some kind trying to see us through the bars without electrifying themselves. Megan spoke first, sounding like she was going to cry, "How do we free them all? There's no emergancy switch, or anything." I thought about it, Jazz could pick the locks. But that would take up to much time. "Jazz, throw an electric shurikien at each box. Magnet, after she's done, see if you can charge the projectiles." They both nodded. Jazz threw one projectile at the closest terminal and Magnet held out his hand. Sparks flew out of the terminal box. The gate closest left of it fell and a freaking Eagle the size of Sara flew out and landed on my shoulder. It was a goldish brown with small black streaks in its feathers. I was about to reach out to snap the bird's neck when Sara said, "Awwww! It's sooooo cute! Can we keep it? Please, please, please, please?!" Jazz shot me a glance that said 'If you let her keep this, I'll kill you.' To stall for later I said "Uhhh. I'll think about it. Come on lets free the rest of them." Less than 10 minutes later, we had a bunch of mutants on the loose. I said, "Everyone! If you just listen and follow us, we'll all get out of here safely!" Just then new voices arose from the crowd. " 'The mutants escaped!' 'How'd they get out?' 'Kill them all!' " Gun Shots (Sorry, Laser shots) can be heard. Everyone scattered. The eagle started shivering on my shoulder from fear. Everyone piled out into a secondary hallway. Viktor said, "No! This Way!" Only one of them seemed to hear him. I yelled, "There's no time to get them all out now! I'm sorry, Sara." The gang didn't look to thrilled about abandoning these guys. They came along anyway. I called out over my shoulder, "Viktor! Which way?" He whistled and listened. "Take the third right, then the second left then let me know when we get there." I looked back to see Viktor holding Jazz's hand, follwed by Magnet, and Sara who was holding the hand of the guy who heard us earlier. He had an almost shaved head. He wore a sleeveless grey jumpsuit with black boots. He looked really scared. Ahead of us the Eagle was leading the way turning where we were about to turn. When we got there, there was a big metal door. I snapped my fingers twice to let Viktor know we were here. He whistled again and a scowled, "This is it." He said. "Alright lets go." I replied. I ripped off the console with wires flying everywhere. The door opened and we ran through. We were in an abandoned wharehouse. Nice hiding place.
We got out of the warehouse and ran to the nearest forest. I looked at everyone. "Everyone here?" I said. Everyone responded, even the Eagle squawked to reply, all eccept the new guy. I put my hand on his shoulder, which seemed to make him jump, "Hey, you OK dude?" He nodded. Megan came over, "Hi. My name's Megan. What's yours?" He thought about it. "Th-the gaurds. They called me Longarm." Longarm? Seriously? "All right, Longarm. My name is Cyrus. Welcome to the the group. Megan here will introduce you to everyone." He smiled a little as I shook his hand. I walked away to Jazz to discuss our next move. That's when the bird landed on my right shoulder. "OK. What are we going to do with this bird?" Sara answered my question. "We keep it, of course!" I looked at her trying to think of way I could say no. "Even if we could," I started, "what would we name it?" Yeah that's good. That's basic logic, as far as she knows. "Zeus." she said after thinking for 5 seconds. "Zeus?" I asked. The bird squawked, as if to say 'I love my new name!' "Why Zeus?" Her response was, "Well, He is big, and goldish and he could like rule the skies. I thought it was a good name for him." Well we have nothing else to call him soooo.... "OK. Zeus it is." Sara cheered and clapped her hands. Jazz was giving me a evil look. "We need to find out what city we're in and where Arsenal is. Longarm did you see any resent robots being dragged through the hallways?" He thought about for a while. He looked up at me and said, "I'm sorry but no. I don't know where your friend is." I sighed. "Lets go find some sign that'll tell us what city we're in; and get Longarm some actual clothes. So he can blend easier." We all agreed, I looked at Jazz to see if she agreed. What? She's not here. I took three sniffs. Got her. I ran towards the scent. Everyone followed. I burst out of the woods and saw Jazz a couple of feet away, talking to some shadey dude. "OK, Thanks." she said. The guy just nodded and walked away. She turned around and said, "Oh. Hey Cyrus. We're in Jasonsville, North Dakota." I was trying to slow my breathing so I wouldn't have a heart attack. "What!? Do you know how worried I was? I thought you were takken." She chuckled, "Ooohhh. Cyrus, I never knew how much you cared." I rolled my eyes. "Let's just... go, OK?" "Go where?" said Megan as she followed up with the others. I was interupted with an explosion.
It came from down the street. And Viktor, being so smart ran toward it; and the rest of them followed! This is just not my day. We ran down the street to see an armored van in front of a bank. Not a usual good sign. Megan sneaked up against the wall next to the bank window. She peaked in just a bit. She gasped. "There's a robbery going on. Right Now." she spoke quietly. Jazz crouched down under the window and, with one hand got Magnet down with her. They were at the opened door when Sara spoke to me in my mind. Cyrus. Jazz is going to have Magnet use smoke pellets on the men to distract them. I'm going to confuse the gaurds while you, Megan, and Longarm take them out.Viktor is going to use his sonar to get the hostages. Zeus can stay with me. I blinked. Have we all forgotten who is the leader here? No but Jazz feels that she needs to help these people, and she won't take no for an answer. Great now we all have to risk our existance for people we don't even know. Jazz rolled out her smoke pellets and Magnet pushed them in. 3...2....1...FWIIIIISSSSHHHHH! Bombs away. The rest of us piled in Longarm saw a couple of goons in a clearing. He lashed out and smashed their heads together. Megan flew and did a air kick to a dude looking the other way. She turned around to do a Roundhouse on another guy's head. I caught a glimpse of Viktor leading someone out. I knocked out three people in a row with a chop, kick, uppercut. I saw another guy walking out of the smoke, coughing and wheezing. He was wearing some sortta tech. A Helmet with a Visor, a gun that looked like a Hi-Tech Ravioli-can with a handle, a green belt, and a purple vest. He saw me and started firing his weapon, which caused miniature explosions wherever it hit. I dodged three of the shots, when I got five feet away from him when the fourth one hit my stomach. I stood there stunned. The guy did an evil grin. I looked at him and waited a few seconds. I learned that my healing factor is conected to my breathing, so as long as I keep my breathing under a steady pace I'm good. I looked down, it was a bad burn spot or at least it Was a bad burn spot. I looked back at the man, who's smile faded into a look of confusion. I said, "That....Hurt.....Dude." He didn't get a chance to respond. I knocked his lights out with one punch. I took his helmet, belt, vest and gun. I darted out to see untied civilians panicking and wondering whats going on. I accedently bumped into a startled girl. "Sorry!" I called back. I was outta there and around the corner of the next block just in time to get outta sight of oncoming Policemen.
