I jumped away just as another incendiary attack burnt the position where I had just been. I saw a black line etching itself onto the crates. “All teams!” I heard you say as you chased me. Swinging, I landed on a pile of wooden crates. I leaped upwards, using my cane to catch onto a ledge. I barely had time to catch the two pearls before a ring of fire blazed around me, the heat unimaginable. Alone, he unleashed his quirk without a second thought, rage coursing through his veins. His eyes widened in surprise at the unexpected, silent attack. He spun on his heel – and he too was compressed. With him, his flashlight disappeared, cutting off the spotlight, which Slingshot was alerted to. One tap, and Gamma was a sphere the size of a cherry. The performer transformed back and approached the group, closing the distance with a single step. As Gamma, the last in line, walked past, he was oblivious to the performer’s gaze on him from the ground, where a cerulean pearl sat amidst the dust and dirt. The three stooges ambled through the corridor, still unaware of him, or the fact that two of their troupe was no longer performing. Your footsteps grew louder as I rounded a corner. Anyway, tracking you three was laughably simple. Your attempts at stealth, if you can call those attempts, were…peculiar, if I were to embellish. ![]() I waited a few seconds before transforming back into myself, pocketing my first two victims, then I crept around. He laid a hand each on both of their shoulders, and then transformed himself again, just before he would have slammed onto the ground.Īcross the factory, the sound of three successive plinks were barely heard by the rest of you. The showman took a breath, transformed, and let himself fall, both hands outstretched. A showman, unrivaled and unattainably marvelous. Actually, a comparison to a spider was more apt, patient for the two to wander directly under him.įlashlights shone up at him again, reminding him of spotlights and who he once was. The performer kept waiting, like a panther stalking its prey. Avalanche and Silo in one, the rest in the other. I watched, and I wondered, “What would you do?” ![]() There was still the matter of the rest of the factory, which had winding branches and levels cut off by heavy machinery. The five of you combed through the main section but found nothing. ![]() He hadn’t noticed a tiny blue pearl sitting there, stationary for the past half an hour. A flashlight from Slingshot did shine over my position, but he saw nothing out of the ordinary, just dusty metal support beams. I must admit, you did check incredibly thoroughly. Your team walked through the main path, scanning for movement in the dark with flashlights. Where was I? Your churlish entry had distracted me. You are guests, you did know that right? My invitation had been quite clear. It was quite discourteous to break a door of the host’s house. That is one way to make an entrance, but… Your first mission: capturing a serial killer, but you didn’t know that yet.Ī bang sounded out, ringing against the steel machines that populated the abandoned factory. A fresh face, you must have been, trained well but inexperienced. You were wondering why you were even here for this, then you remembered it was your job, part of a Villain Apprehension Squad. ![]() The masked performer, linked to the abrupt disappearances of 40 people. It was the man behind that door that would set off that quake. Your eyes darted around the door they were about to barge through, your hands held a slight tremble to them, like the tremors that preceded an earthquake. Were they concealing their fears? They were doing a better job than you were, definitely. You adjusted your shoulder guards, glancing at your squadron.
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