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Julian was a criminal, you see.
"We uh, we sell by the pound," Contraband informed the populace, still hiding from behind the window.
"Your... chance!" he called, throwing the fire forward like a giant volleyball at the creature. A tendril raced out as the fireball closed, grasping onto Maverick. Maverick groaned as he felt his energy begin to be drained.
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"Code red!" he yelled, yanking off his glasses and casting them aside. "Narissa! Secure the citizens!"
Jack leaped forward, grabbing a citizen entangled by a tendril. The tendril attempted to attach itself to Jack, but instead, Jack's hands grasped the tendril and tore it apart.
"Careful," he called to his companions. "This thing drains energy." More tendrils attached themselves to Jack, but Jack grasped them and ripped them apart as well.
Astro looks down at the civilians and the display of powers popping left and right. His thoughts began to become a fuzz overshadowed by the screams. "Gosh!, when did i sign up to play hero!" Astro takes out his feather and turns into a hawk flying full speed towards the guy with flame, and a now visible girl beside him, clawing at a tendril on the way down.
Reaching the ground beside them he grabbed the guy ripping a bit of his shirt. "Names Astro looks like you could use a hand." Astro turns into the guy and erupts in flames. After a minute of freaking out he was able to get the guys powers just under enough control to shape and throw it at the attacking tendrils."
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"All right, here goes," he shouted at Joung, hoping that her idea worked.
Jack, meanwhile, was taking more and more of the creature's attention as he continued to tear off its limbs. A dozen offshoots snagged onto Jack at once, bringing the man to one knee before he ripped them all clear.
"What a strange creature," Jack muttered. "I might actually need to power up for this."
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"If a band of heroes can come and save the day....well, they might just need some armaments to help 'em do the job. Just come by Contraband's, located at 32nd and Shatner street!" the salesman pitched. "We got ammo, we got blades...and maybe even a sock-it launcher or two! What's that? Ya got your own weapons. They're worthless. Garbage. Get rid of 'em. Stop having boring weapons, stop having a boring life," Contraband reprimanded the fools in his domain. And hey, if our heroes fail and this is indeed the end times...we got food AND water! Most shops aren't prepared for ANY emergency...but Contraband's is."
From inside the bar Desiree heard the advertisement and looked around to see a few of her customers tense up, including some of the regulars. With a sigh Desiree hopped up onto the counter and spoke out loud, placing her hands on her hips as she did. "Okay listen up people. I want anyone who's leaving to do so calmly and I want people who are staying to allow them to leave and to behave if they stay. If you guys give me any shit I'll kick your asses! I'm not in the mood." A group of roughly 15 people left the bar and once everything was calm again Desiree hopped off the counter and went back to serving drinks.
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With a scream, the jellyfish creation flattened, the last bits of it burning away from Maverick's fire. Jack slowly released the wall of steel he'd created around himself and Narissa, and stepped forward.
"This will be trouble," he muttered. "Let's get back to base. We're going to have to rethink this." He headed back to the car, which had survived without a scratch.
Maverick fell backwards to the ground, exhausted.
"Ugh, let's not... let's not do that again," Maverick muttered. Above him, a being of light seemed to appear, visible to all the channelers, criminal and hero alike.
"This is but the first of many you will face," the being said, in a soft voice that was heard by every channeler in the area. "All of you will be forced into this war, whether you believe you can escape, whether you believe you can win. It matters not. The Storm will come back, and this time it will not be a gentle darkness. It will be a maelstrom of death that you must stop. Please remember this... and prepare."
The being slowly disappeared, leaving the heroes of our story to ponder this new development... and wonder just what they had gotten themselves into.
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Following after Jack without hesitation despite her confusion from his physical contact with her, she nodded as he spoke and reached for the passenger door handle. Suddenly stopping, Narissa listened to the voice in her head with wide eyes and looked to Jack as it quieted. Without another word the blue haired girl slid into the passenger seat and shut the door behind her, assuming that they would speak about it later.
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