(Alright, let's try to go by the order from here on. The order, as far as I know at the time, will be Me, Beach, Black, Aira, Reaper, Sword. I want to quickly thank everyone for adapting to this and I hope we can grow stronger with this)
~ Thunder felt so useless right now that he fought against the pain in his leg, trying to shake it off as he shook his head desperately at this. This maniac could kill any of his friends at any time, and he didn't want to see it, not again. "I -- I'm fine!" He cried out, trying to sound like he wasn't in pain, as he fought back against crying out in pain. "J -- Just let it cool down, please! I can still fight!" But his words seemed futile against the man he saw enter the scene alone, Darren. "P - PLEASE! DON'T TAKE ME AWAY! I HAVE TO STOP THIS!" But even he found his own words sounded false, he closed his eyes tightly as he kept a hold of his leg, not wanting to see any of them get hurt at what was to come next. ~
## Darren wasn't no fool, he knew what to do, he knew bullets were so yesterday, super powers were the way to go from here. Quickly evading the bullets by moving to his right, he felt one pierce past his left cheek as when he stopped himself, he saw a cut had been made. He didn't like that, no one did that to him. "You BRAT!" He shouted, stretching out his right arm at him, as he began to send electromagnetic waves to disrupt anything electrical on him. "How about I kill you by making a phone on you go haywire? Or how about I make that pretty little Ipod of yours make you bleed? Do you have a suit on you, hmm? One of those pathetic little toys that Abaddon's elite soldiers wear to enhance their abilities? You make me laugh! You aren't cool, you aren't hip, you are yesterday's trash! And trust me, you don't want to mess with me, kid! I'LL KILL YOU! I'LL SEND YOU BACK TO MOMMY CRYING FOR HER TO GIVE BIRTH TO YOU AGAIN!" ##
~ Thunder struggled to get up, what was Ben thinking, letting Darren handle this?! Darren was a murderer at heart, he had always seen that from his actions and how he always placed himself above everyone else. He had to stop this, even if the man was a dog of Abaddon. Yet people were talking of escaping?! He couldn't run, yet he also couldn't move that much, for he could only get on his good knee for now. "I -- I can still stop him! Just let me cool my leg off, please!" He cried out in desperation, his heart sank with every minute this went on. The cars they had gotten to the mansion with were safely hidden - a few miles away. Even then, Darren's actions might end up destroying them if he got too close. They had finally found a good home, a place to relax after days of on the road, and here this man was, ruining it! On top of that, there was Darren! "JUST LET ME FIX THIS SOMEHOW! PLEASE!!!" ~