"It's a shame that didn't work out for you. you should try again. You never know what could happen. Lisa-uh- i mean, roxanne, what about Kor? What side does he stand on?" Dan asked, pressing for more information.
League Of Sidekicks 2: ((Ending Soon/Closed))
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"It's a shame that didn't work out for you. you should try again. You never know what could happen. Lisa-uh- i mean, roxanne, what about Kor? What side does he stand on?" Dan asked, pressing for more information.
She pulled out a sheet of paper.
'On there is my phone number, call me later.'
She ran off in the direction of the bank Krillin had destroyed.
Dans eyes turned a light shade of red as a few loose objects floated around his feet.
"Nothing, just..."
love...i once knew what that felt like. she didn't hide it very well.
No, she might as well have just said it.
Dan looked down at the objects at his feet and closed his eyes. they fell to the floor and he oppened his eyes again. they were there normal color again.
She found herself at the bank, the scene was blocked off but she could see enough. The whole first floor was a mass of blood.
Is... is that what I am capable of...
Krillin looked down. He took his hood off to reveal his long black hair and wicked smile.
Stupid, you always were stupid.
night. try not to progress ; ). lol
"Just, a girl. No, i'm not telekinetic. I can control gravity. I already know what you can do." Dan grumbled.
Hey dan, isn't it your 19th birthday tomorow?
Yeah...wait, no it's today! Wow, thanks for reminding me...
"I guess i'm 19 now..." Dan mumbled.
Beat began to walk off and passed through a alleyway.
'Hay sis!'
Krillin jumped down from above and slowed down as he came closer to the ground.
'Why did you do that?! Why did you hurt those people?'
'Ain't it obvious? To get your attention!'
'Why?!
'Because I know that you don't go heroing because it's the right thing. You do it beacause you feel guilty. Guilty for killing me!'
'But they said...'
'Who said? The phycs? Our family? They weren't there where they? You know it was your fault!'
'I... I... I know...'
She fell to her knees.
'The only way you can fix that guilt is by following my evey orders!'
Her voice went monotone.
'Yes Krillin...'
'Don't call me that. Call me master.'
'Yes master...'
Karen slammed into the ground leg first creating a crater with her robotic foot. She grabbed Beat Queen and shook her "Wake up, Sugar!". Her scars were burning ''What the hell?" she thought and looked around
Dexter reeled from the punch.
The man in front of him was tall. Muscular. Not the guy he'd normally take on.
But today was different.
Dexter pulled back his arm and preformed a large right hook, but the man sidestapped it. He threw a kick, which caught the man on the leg, but didn't trip him up. The man returned the kic, and Dexter fell on his back.
Ow...
The man laughed. "Thought you could take me, runt?"
Runt...
He stood up and looked around briefly. He was in the middle of a bar. He hadn't been there to drink, just to look for a fight. Boy, had he found one.
"I did. This fight's over." He turned and walked away.
"You can't give up like that!" snarled the man. Dexter felt something wet hit the back of his head. Spit.
Oh, fuck no he didn't. I need a plan. He picked up a napkin from a table and wiped off the spit. The man walked towards him menacingly.
Distract target. He threw the napkin at the man's face.
Vertical punch to kidney. He punched the man in the side.
In panic, target will attempt wild haymaker. Employ elbow block. Dexter held up his elbow and blocked the punch.
Weaken ribs. He kneed the man in the chest, and heard a faint crack.
Disorient. Dexter threw his fists at the man's head. Both hands hit him in the temples.
Punch to solar plexus. He rammed his fist into the man's upper torso.
Chop to throat. He karate-chopped the man in the throat, and the man reeled back.
Break cracked ribs. He delivered another punch to the ribs. A louder snap sounded out.
Finally, heel kick to diaphragm, then another to sternum. He kicked out twice, and the man fell.
In summary: Dazed, confused, ears ringing. Possible kidney damage. Two ribs cracked, one broken. Breathing troubled. Full physical recovery, two months. Full ego recovery: One year. Capacity to spit at back of head: Neutralized.
He walked towards the exit.
"Where'd that come from?" asked one of the bargoers.
"Saw it in a movie." He walked out.
The man in front of him was tall. Muscular. Not the guy he'd normally take on.
But today was different.
Dexter pulled back his arm and preformed a large right hook, but the man sidestapped it. He threw a kick, which caught the man on the leg, but didn't trip him up. The man returned the kic, and Dexter fell on his back.
Ow...
The man laughed. "Thought you could take me, runt?"
Runt...
He stood up and looked around briefly. He was in the middle of a bar. He hadn't been there to drink, just to look for a fight. Boy, had he found one.
"I did. This fight's over." He turned and walked away.
"You can't give up like that!" snarled the man. Dexter felt something wet hit the back of his head. Spit.
Oh, fuck no he didn't. I need a plan. He picked up a napkin from a table and wiped off the spit. The man walked towards him menacingly.
Distract target. He threw the napkin at the man's face.
Vertical punch to kidney. He punched the man in the side.
In panic, target will attempt wild haymaker. Employ elbow block. Dexter held up his elbow and blocked the punch.
Weaken ribs. He kneed the man in the chest, and heard a faint crack.
Disorient. Dexter threw his fists at the man's head. Both hands hit him in the temples.
Punch to solar plexus. He rammed his fist into the man's upper torso.
Chop to throat. He karate-chopped the man in the throat, and the man reeled back.
Break cracked ribs. He delivered another punch to the ribs. A louder snap sounded out.
Finally, heel kick to diaphragm, then another to sternum. He kicked out twice, and the man fell.
In summary: Dazed, confused, ears ringing. Possible kidney damage. Two ribs cracked, one broken. Breathing troubled. Full physical recovery, two months. Full ego recovery: One year. Capacity to spit at back of head: Neutralized.
He walked towards the exit.
"Where'd that come from?" asked one of the bargoers.
"Saw it in a movie." He walked out.
"Damn it there's no sign of feelings in her!" Karen swore profusely and unwrapped the lower half of her face. "Sorry, sugar. But it's for your own good." She began to summon every happy feeling from her and form it into her senses. She the slowly moved her face down to kiss Beat Queen and supplant the happy emotions into her.
'I wouldn't even bother trying, she's just a shell now. A husk with no emotions, only able to serve me. Aren't you sis?'
'Yes master...'
There was a small spark in her eyes, just a small speck of emotion.
Karen grinned. "I heard that, buddy. And I felt that, sugar." She let another out another blast of positive energy.
Dexter kept walking down the sidewalk. Man, I deserve a reward or something. Punching the crap out of that guy.
dont get your hopes up.
dont get your hopes up.
"good the spark is there" Karen took a breath "You know what the most dangerous emotion is mister? Hate. Hate can do amazing things. It can give you a reason to live!" She then summoned all of her hatred and will to live, to spite her father, into her and pressed her lips against Queen's Letting out an enormous blast of ill will towards the specter in Queen's body.
Jason
Jason awoke still in the hot tub. He looked around and jumped up, his wounds from the previous fight completely healed, and his energy completely full, or over that. He dried off, and grabbed a new cloak and undershirt, his old ones torn and bloody. When he had tossed them up into the air, they burst into flames, Jason's hand lowering. He hadn't even used an attack, just a small amount of flames.
He ducked out the door and grew wings. His house was near a cliff, so instead of using the walkway, he jumped off the cliff, free-falling nearly a hundred feet before he used wings to straighten himself out. He looked out over the darkened city, it was now time to put his plan in motion.
He would need to call Karen later, and remind her to be at the beach tomorrow. The city would be no more if his plans played out the way they should. Jason landed lightly at the Eurasia power plant, checking his cell phone for the time. He wanted everything completed at the same time, and this would be a very important place for him, either to hide out, or carry out his plan.
Jason put in his comm quickly and tuned into a station only his elite squad of powered people knew about. He crouched low on one of the power plant silos, having been shut down for the night. He tested the link to make sure it was working.
Curtis
After a rather long nap, he woke up to find the mansion completely deserted, besides the butler who was cleaning out the pool and putting in fresh water. Curtis shrugged, leaving the house and using his wings to fly out over the city. Jason had wanted the plan to start as soon as possible, and he assumed that would mean tonight.
He had been given specific instructions as to what he needed to do. And he had everything he needed in his pocket. He nodded as he put an armored hand inside, making sure he still had it, which he did. He banked left, and landed rather roughly on the national bank he had robbed earlier that day. He crouched low and shoved on his comm, waiting for Amaranth to get into place.
"Yes Jason, I'm in place... the only person not in place would be Amaranth right now..." Curtis responded, going silent again.