Temple Chop Shop Raid Part 7
Temple looks at Myra, and gathered more telekinetic energy in his hand. There was something going on behind him. Something that Myra clearly wasn't expecting. But more importantly, her eyes were off of him for a second. Temple throws another psychic blast at the bear woman. The pure white blast hits her square in the chest.
Myra charges the man again, and again, Temple flies upward to avoid her, then to the left to keep her from grabbing his leg and pulling him down.
Temple charges up another blast and aims it at Myra's face. The woman shields her face from the blast, but the blast never comes. In that brief second that she was focused on protecting herself, Temple flies above her and, places a hand on either side of her head.
"What are you..." Before she could finish the sentence, Myra's eyes started to become unfocused. The edges of her vision were starting to blur. Normally, Temple could only read minds. But like all psychics with telepathic powers, he could control them. In theory. Mind Control was extremely powerful, and extremely illegal for anyone who wasn't a Hero. Even as a Hero, he was only given some training in it, with further training restricted until he had been a Hero for a few more years.
But right now, Temple had to bring Myra down, and was using all of his psychic power to try and get Myra to go to sleep. Which is why he didn't see Myra grabbing him until her hands were already around his torso. Myra threw him to the ground in front of her. A pain shot up his left shoulder as it hit the ground and Temple let out a cry. Myra was above him, trying to shake the psychically induced fog from her head.
"Oh... you think you can worm your way into my head, little man?" Myra said. Her voice was low, and filled with a an absolute hate that hadn't been there before. Before, killing him was just business. But Temple could sense the anticipation, the pleasure she would get from his death. "Just for that, I'm gonna rip your throat out With. My. Teeth." She flashed a grin, showing a row of long and sharp teeth and let out a loud, bestial roar.
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Jasmine can only stare at the pillar of stone piercing through her heart and pinning her to the wall before she collapses, dead. She looks up to see William Hendrix slowly climb up to his feet. There was still a gaping hole in his chest, but by some miracle, none of his vital organs were touched.
"You..." He tries to say. "You ungrateful…" He looked at the head body of Jessica Hendrix. He was more angry over the betrayal, than the fact that he had just killed her.
"Huh, I must be getting old. Usually that works."
William turns around and sees Blackout, with a similar pillar of stone piercing their heart. But there was no blood rushing from the wound. No moans of pain or any sign of injury. They tilt their head as they look at William.
"What the fuck are you..." William says.
Blackout didn't answer the question immediately. They just stepped forward, Their body was writhing and twisting around the sphere impaling them, until they were completely free from it. "Does that really matter?" Blackout asked.
"Well, I'm gonna kill ya either way, so I guess not!" William said. Suddenly, the house's foundation started shaking. Blackout didn't try to move as a column of rock and stone shot up where Blackout once stood. Carrying the shadowy form of Blackout, the column crashed through the ceiling. Through the floor above, and through the roof and kept going. Wood, roof tiles, even a rug were launched through the air. A shingle nearly hitting Temple as he launched another Telekinetic blast.
Blackout reduced themselves into a dark shape and flew through the air at the criminal. As soon as the shape hit the ground, they lash out at William's legs. The man used his arms and through himself over a nearby couch, with the sharp tendril barely missing his legs. But William tumbled onto the floor, in front of the couch. Blackout, leaned over the couch, their shape forming
"Do you want me to finish you off now, or just leave you to bleed out?" Blackout asked, half mocking and half almost genuine concern.
"Eat this, shit for brains!"
This time, the column hit Blackout's head. A screeching sound came from Blackout as the column dragged him towards a wall, followed by five more. The tide of earth crashed into the wall. Sending several large, cracking it. Some of the cearth kept pinning the shadow down, while the rest crashed into it, again, and again. The pictures handing on the walls collapsed. The windows above cracked and shattered. Until the wall gave way and collapsed. Wood and brick crashed to the ground as the wall gave way. And the shadow was nowhere to be seen. William started to pant as he used the couch to push himself up to see his work. There was a hole where the wall once stood,
William started to lift himself off of the floor to survey his work. There was no sign of a body anywhere. No blood, red, black or otherwise. It looked like that Blackout had run away. "Huh! Is that all you got you freak?!" William called out with a large grin plastered on his face.
"Not even close."
William tried to turn around but a black tendril wrapped around his neck and yanked him to the ground. The ground that wasn't the wood floor that sovered the rest of the room, but was a pure black shadow that was Blackout. As William stared upwards, six tendrils rose from the floor, three on either side, with a seventh rising from above him. In a last ditch effort, William moved a large stone the size of a hubcap in front of him. The dark tendril pierced through the stone with little effort, and sunk into William's chest. The man could only scream as the other six tendrils rose up, ready to tear him apart.
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Temple lifted himself of the ground with telekinesis, and propelled himself back before Myra's teeth could close around his throat. Pushing himself upright, he fired another Telekenetic Blast, hoping to blind Myra again. But this time, she out her arm up and took the blast, before charging again. Temple fired another blast, this time catching Myra's legs, causing her to stumble, and once again, Temple flew behind her and placed a hand on either side of Myra's head.
"Gotosleepgotosleepgotosleepgotosleep…" Temple muttered as tried to put Myra to sleep before she could try to . Myra swiped at Temple with her large paws but he leaned to one side, making the hit go wide.
"Youuuuu shiiiiiit…" Myra said. Even as she was reaching to throw him off of her again, her voice was starting to slur. As she grabbed Temple again, her grip slipped off. She fell to her knees, then collapsed onto the ground, snoring heavily. Temple took his hands off of her head, his body was still shaking. He did it. This was the first time he had been out alone on anything but patrol, but he'd taken down out another Super.
That was when he was able to see the state of the house. There were several columns of earth jutting out of the roof. A wall on the side of the house was gone, with more earth spilling out of the hole.
Before Temple could wonder just what had happened, the tower of earth collapses back onto the house. With the power sustaining the towers gone, gravity took back control, sending the earth crashing back down to the ground. The rocks were bashing the roof and the dirt covered the area around it as if a small sandstorm was blowing through the house.
Temple stops as he sees a shapeless mass of shadows slink out of the destroyed home through the dirt. As the shape comes into the light, it takes on a humanoid form. At first, Temple thinks that the dirt is just distorting his vision, but as t he shape comes out, he sees that there aren't any details. All he sees is a black, humanoid shape, covered in blood. Temple recognizes the being immediately. He's never fought them himself, but he's known about Blackout. Blackout a mercenary whose been active in Hartford for the better part of a decade. They would often work for different groups, whether it's individual villains like The Giant, and The Crows, or groups like the Mobs. Even when one employer would get wiped out by a rival or gets arrested by a Cape, Blackout would slink away, only to be seen working for another employer.
What the fuck were they doing here?
"Well, that was a lot messier than it should've been..." Blackout said as they kept walking before finally noticing Temple. They turn their eyeless face towards the young cape.
"Huh, looks like I wasn't the only one working today. You're the new Cape, aren't you?" they say. They then look on the ground, to the two mobsters that Temple knocked out. "You can have them if you want. I was just supposed to babysit them, and I ended up doing all the work. Can't find good help these days, can you?" They then reach into... their own body. A small hole, about the size of a fist opens, and they take out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter.
"Well, I've done my job. Though if you're here for the other guys, they're already dead. Jessica hired me to kill her husband, and Willie got to 'er first. Still, I've already got paid, so it's no skin off my bones" They shrug, and put the cigarette in another hole near their face. It closes to perfectly fit the cigarette before they light it. "You smoke, kid?" They ask, the cigarette not seeming to affect their voice.
"N-no!" Temple said. Honestly, he was proud of himself that his voice didn't crack. Blackout was wanted for at least a dozen different crimes. Murder, Intimidation, Kidnapping, Extortion and who knows what else. Taking Blackout down, it would be great for the city. A blow for at least half a dozen criminal organizations that he could remember. But, he only had a vague idea of what Blackout's powers were. Temple knew that Blackout could turn into shadows and form themselves into weapons. But anything beyond that... Dammit, he wish he paid more attention when he was reading Blackout's dossier.
Still, what Temple does know if that Blackout hasn't killed a Cape yet, but there's no reason that they wouldn't start now...
"Good. Nasty habit." Blackout said as they light the cigarette. "Though I guess the kids are vaping now-a-days." They say with a bit of disgust. But Temple was still weighing his options. If there was a Villain that was too tough for you to take on alone, you were supposed to call for backup. But Jetstream was in another city chasing down another speedster, so she could be in Guatemala by now for all he knew. Steel was handling a hostage situation so he wouldn't he able to make it. Saber was at a funeral, so she might be able to make it in a few minutes, though. But by the time backup got here, Blackout would be leave, and Temple doubted that he could follow a living shadow in a dark forest.
"Wait, you aren't planning on righting me, are you?" Blackout says. "Because, that would be... ill advised..."
The time was now. Temple had to make a decision.
[] "You're under arrest, Blackout! In the name of the City of Hartford, surrender."
- [] Try to read their mind to sense any weaknesses.
- [] Write in your strategy when he resists.
[] Just start fighting him. Violence is going to start soon, so you may as well be the one to start it.
- [] Write in your strategy.
[] Let him go.
[] Call for backup and follow Blackout. It's the right thing to do, even if it's likely that you'll lose them.
[] Have a smoke before you report in.
Temple
HP: 6/10
(Fatigue: 8/10)
Base Dodge: 10
Strength: 11
Speed: 12
Dexterity (Tier 3): 13
Constitution: 11
IQ: 12
Perception: 11
Will: 12
Brawl: 13
Stealth: 9
Shoot: 12
Telekinesis: 13
Telepathy: 12
- Mind Control: Telepathy -4
Future Vision: 6
Blackout
HP: ???/???
Fatague: ???/???
Base Dodge: 11
Strength: 15
Speed: 13
Dex: 10 (Humanoid Form)
Constitution: 14
IQ: 12
Perception: 10
Brawl: 15
Stealth: 16
Advantages
Living Storage
Living Weapon
Mind Reading Resistance
Non-Standard Physiology
Patron (Crime Family)
Disadvantages
Active Warrents
Addiction: Nicotine
Callous
Criminal Record
Lazy
Myra charges the man again, and again, Temple flies upward to avoid her, then to the left to keep her from grabbing his leg and pulling him down.
Temple charges up another blast and aims it at Myra's face. The woman shields her face from the blast, but the blast never comes. In that brief second that she was focused on protecting herself, Temple flies above her and, places a hand on either side of her head.
"What are you..." Before she could finish the sentence, Myra's eyes started to become unfocused. The edges of her vision were starting to blur. Normally, Temple could only read minds. But like all psychics with telepathic powers, he could control them. In theory. Mind Control was extremely powerful, and extremely illegal for anyone who wasn't a Hero. Even as a Hero, he was only given some training in it, with further training restricted until he had been a Hero for a few more years.
But right now, Temple had to bring Myra down, and was using all of his psychic power to try and get Myra to go to sleep. Which is why he didn't see Myra grabbing him until her hands were already around his torso. Myra threw him to the ground in front of her. A pain shot up his left shoulder as it hit the ground and Temple let out a cry. Myra was above him, trying to shake the psychically induced fog from her head.
"Oh... you think you can worm your way into my head, little man?" Myra said. Her voice was low, and filled with a an absolute hate that hadn't been there before. Before, killing him was just business. But Temple could sense the anticipation, the pleasure she would get from his death. "Just for that, I'm gonna rip your throat out With. My. Teeth." She flashed a grin, showing a row of long and sharp teeth and let out a loud, bestial roar.
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Jasmine can only stare at the pillar of stone piercing through her heart and pinning her to the wall before she collapses, dead. She looks up to see William Hendrix slowly climb up to his feet. There was still a gaping hole in his chest, but by some miracle, none of his vital organs were touched.
"You..." He tries to say. "You ungrateful…" He looked at the head body of Jessica Hendrix. He was more angry over the betrayal, than the fact that he had just killed her.
"Huh, I must be getting old. Usually that works."
William turns around and sees Blackout, with a similar pillar of stone piercing their heart. But there was no blood rushing from the wound. No moans of pain or any sign of injury. They tilt their head as they look at William.
"What the fuck are you..." William says.
Blackout didn't answer the question immediately. They just stepped forward, Their body was writhing and twisting around the sphere impaling them, until they were completely free from it. "Does that really matter?" Blackout asked.
"Well, I'm gonna kill ya either way, so I guess not!" William said. Suddenly, the house's foundation started shaking. Blackout didn't try to move as a column of rock and stone shot up where Blackout once stood. Carrying the shadowy form of Blackout, the column crashed through the ceiling. Through the floor above, and through the roof and kept going. Wood, roof tiles, even a rug were launched through the air. A shingle nearly hitting Temple as he launched another Telekinetic blast.
Blackout reduced themselves into a dark shape and flew through the air at the criminal. As soon as the shape hit the ground, they lash out at William's legs. The man used his arms and through himself over a nearby couch, with the sharp tendril barely missing his legs. But William tumbled onto the floor, in front of the couch. Blackout, leaned over the couch, their shape forming
"Do you want me to finish you off now, or just leave you to bleed out?" Blackout asked, half mocking and half almost genuine concern.
"Eat this, shit for brains!"
This time, the column hit Blackout's head. A screeching sound came from Blackout as the column dragged him towards a wall, followed by five more. The tide of earth crashed into the wall. Sending several large, cracking it. Some of the cearth kept pinning the shadow down, while the rest crashed into it, again, and again. The pictures handing on the walls collapsed. The windows above cracked and shattered. Until the wall gave way and collapsed. Wood and brick crashed to the ground as the wall gave way. And the shadow was nowhere to be seen. William started to pant as he used the couch to push himself up to see his work. There was a hole where the wall once stood,
William started to lift himself off of the floor to survey his work. There was no sign of a body anywhere. No blood, red, black or otherwise. It looked like that Blackout had run away. "Huh! Is that all you got you freak?!" William called out with a large grin plastered on his face.
"Not even close."
William tried to turn around but a black tendril wrapped around his neck and yanked him to the ground. The ground that wasn't the wood floor that sovered the rest of the room, but was a pure black shadow that was Blackout. As William stared upwards, six tendrils rose from the floor, three on either side, with a seventh rising from above him. In a last ditch effort, William moved a large stone the size of a hubcap in front of him. The dark tendril pierced through the stone with little effort, and sunk into William's chest. The man could only scream as the other six tendrils rose up, ready to tear him apart.
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Temple lifted himself of the ground with telekinesis, and propelled himself back before Myra's teeth could close around his throat. Pushing himself upright, he fired another Telekenetic Blast, hoping to blind Myra again. But this time, she out her arm up and took the blast, before charging again. Temple fired another blast, this time catching Myra's legs, causing her to stumble, and once again, Temple flew behind her and placed a hand on either side of Myra's head.
"Gotosleepgotosleepgotosleepgotosleep…" Temple muttered as tried to put Myra to sleep before she could try to . Myra swiped at Temple with her large paws but he leaned to one side, making the hit go wide.
"Youuuuu shiiiiiit…" Myra said. Even as she was reaching to throw him off of her again, her voice was starting to slur. As she grabbed Temple again, her grip slipped off. She fell to her knees, then collapsed onto the ground, snoring heavily. Temple took his hands off of her head, his body was still shaking. He did it. This was the first time he had been out alone on anything but patrol, but he'd taken down out another Super.
That was when he was able to see the state of the house. There were several columns of earth jutting out of the roof. A wall on the side of the house was gone, with more earth spilling out of the hole.
Before Temple could wonder just what had happened, the tower of earth collapses back onto the house. With the power sustaining the towers gone, gravity took back control, sending the earth crashing back down to the ground. The rocks were bashing the roof and the dirt covered the area around it as if a small sandstorm was blowing through the house.
Temple stops as he sees a shapeless mass of shadows slink out of the destroyed home through the dirt. As the shape comes into the light, it takes on a humanoid form. At first, Temple thinks that the dirt is just distorting his vision, but as t he shape comes out, he sees that there aren't any details. All he sees is a black, humanoid shape, covered in blood. Temple recognizes the being immediately. He's never fought them himself, but he's known about Blackout. Blackout a mercenary whose been active in Hartford for the better part of a decade. They would often work for different groups, whether it's individual villains like The Giant, and The Crows, or groups like the Mobs. Even when one employer would get wiped out by a rival or gets arrested by a Cape, Blackout would slink away, only to be seen working for another employer.
What the fuck were they doing here?
"Well, that was a lot messier than it should've been..." Blackout said as they kept walking before finally noticing Temple. They turn their eyeless face towards the young cape.
"Huh, looks like I wasn't the only one working today. You're the new Cape, aren't you?" they say. They then look on the ground, to the two mobsters that Temple knocked out. "You can have them if you want. I was just supposed to babysit them, and I ended up doing all the work. Can't find good help these days, can you?" They then reach into... their own body. A small hole, about the size of a fist opens, and they take out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter.
"Well, I've done my job. Though if you're here for the other guys, they're already dead. Jessica hired me to kill her husband, and Willie got to 'er first. Still, I've already got paid, so it's no skin off my bones" They shrug, and put the cigarette in another hole near their face. It closes to perfectly fit the cigarette before they light it. "You smoke, kid?" They ask, the cigarette not seeming to affect their voice.
"N-no!" Temple said. Honestly, he was proud of himself that his voice didn't crack. Blackout was wanted for at least a dozen different crimes. Murder, Intimidation, Kidnapping, Extortion and who knows what else. Taking Blackout down, it would be great for the city. A blow for at least half a dozen criminal organizations that he could remember. But, he only had a vague idea of what Blackout's powers were. Temple knew that Blackout could turn into shadows and form themselves into weapons. But anything beyond that... Dammit, he wish he paid more attention when he was reading Blackout's dossier.
Still, what Temple does know if that Blackout hasn't killed a Cape yet, but there's no reason that they wouldn't start now...
"Good. Nasty habit." Blackout said as they light the cigarette. "Though I guess the kids are vaping now-a-days." They say with a bit of disgust. But Temple was still weighing his options. If there was a Villain that was too tough for you to take on alone, you were supposed to call for backup. But Jetstream was in another city chasing down another speedster, so she could be in Guatemala by now for all he knew. Steel was handling a hostage situation so he wouldn't he able to make it. Saber was at a funeral, so she might be able to make it in a few minutes, though. But by the time backup got here, Blackout would be leave, and Temple doubted that he could follow a living shadow in a dark forest.
"Wait, you aren't planning on righting me, are you?" Blackout says. "Because, that would be... ill advised..."
The time was now. Temple had to make a decision.
[] "You're under arrest, Blackout! In the name of the City of Hartford, surrender."
- [] Try to read their mind to sense any weaknesses.
- [] Write in your strategy when he resists.
[] Just start fighting him. Violence is going to start soon, so you may as well be the one to start it.
- [] Write in your strategy.
[] Let him go.
[] Call for backup and follow Blackout. It's the right thing to do, even if it's likely that you'll lose them.
[] Have a smoke before you report in.
Temple
HP: 6/10
(Fatigue: 8/10)
Base Dodge: 10
Strength: 11
Speed: 12
Dexterity (Tier 3): 13
Constitution: 11
IQ: 12
Perception: 11
Will: 12
Brawl: 13
Stealth: 9
Shoot: 12
Telekinesis: 13
Telepathy: 12
- Mind Control: Telepathy -4
Future Vision: 6
Blackout
HP: ???/???
Fatague: ???/???
Base Dodge: 11
Strength: 15
Speed: 13
Dex: 10 (Humanoid Form)
Constitution: 14
IQ: 12
Perception: 10
Brawl: 15
Stealth: 16
Advantages
Living Storage
Living Weapon
Mind Reading Resistance
Non-Standard Physiology
Patron (Crime Family)
Disadvantages
Active Warrents
Addiction: Nicotine
Callous
Criminal Record
Lazy
