the rocket exploded and a concussive blast of air shot out from the big super’s abdomen in various directions.
It was an impressive display of both strength and power. About the only other person I could imagine doing something like that was Alpha Prime, the world’s greatest superhero.
Mr. Ponytail had obviously failed to completely cover the explosive, but his actions had undoubtedly saved the lives of the guards with him. Even so, the force of the explosion caught one of the guards and sent him flying through the air. He landed unconscious just a few feet away from me. As his head hit the floor, something popped out of his ear and rolled towards me. I scooped it up into my hand at super speed, hoping no one had seen me.
I needn’t have worried about being seen. Mr. Ponytail, upon standing up straight again, with the front of his outfit hanging in blackened, scorched tatters, only had eyes for the guard who had fired the rocket. I feigned still being dazed as he glanced at me, then marched on the guard in question.
Mr. Ponytail didn’t say a word. Instead, he snatched the rocket launcher with a speed that made the guard blink. Gripping the weapon in both hands, he twisted his palms in opposite directions. Accompanied by the shriek of tearing metal, the rocket launcher came apart like papier-mâché.
Mr. Ponytail turned back towards me, but before he could take a step, the entire place shook with explosions. The building rattled like dice in a cup, so badly that even the big super had trouble keeping his feet as huge chunks of the walls and ceiling started raining down. Still not quite at one hundred percent, I dashed for the door to the living quarters on my hands and knees, making it through just before a cavernous amount of debris fell down on the other side.
After a few moments, the shaking seemed to stop, but the facility clearly had extensive damage, as even in this area the walls had practically been shaken apart. I put my fist on the ground to brace myself to rise up, and as I did so, I felt something in my palm. After regaining my feet, I looked at what I held – the little item that had come from the guard in the activity room. It was an earpiece. The guard had probably had a microphone of some sort on him, too, but I didn’t need that.
I slid it into my ear and headed towards the direction of Rudi’s room, eavesdropping on a conversation that was already in progress.
“–was that?” asked a male voice.
“At a guess, Spence, I’d say it was the generator in the main power plant blowing up,” said a deep voice.
“What???!!!” the man named Spence asked incredulously. “You guys blew up the generator??!!”
“No, that would be your boy Plasmatic,” came the response. “He panicked a little and started firing plasma bolts like they were candy he was giving out on Halloween. One of them struck the generator. And at this point, it’s probably safe to say the whole power plant’s gone.”
“Geez, Megaton! How’d that happen?”
“I’m surprised it didn’t happen sooner. This is what happens when you put someone in the field who isn’t ready.”
“Guys,” said the somewhat whiny voice of Plasmatic, “you know I’m right here listening – along with everybody else…”
At this point, I came across Electra and Smokey standing in the midst of a huge pile of rubble. I switched to normal speed, causing Electra to glance in my direction.
The explosions had really done a number on this part of the building. Looking around, I could see a sink here, a coffee table there, a bedroom set, etc. These had been multiple living quarters, and the walls between most of them, as well as a good part of the ceilings, had come down.
“Well, where’s Rudi’s room?” I asked after taking in the view.
Electra didn’t say anything. I looked in her direction, and I saw her lift her goggles to wipe at tears in her eyes. I also felt sadness welling up in her. And the truth hit me.
One of these
It was an impressive display of both strength and power. About the only other person I could imagine doing something like that was Alpha Prime, the world’s greatest superhero.
Mr. Ponytail had obviously failed to completely cover the explosive, but his actions had undoubtedly saved the lives of the guards with him. Even so, the force of the explosion caught one of the guards and sent him flying through the air. He landed unconscious just a few feet away from me. As his head hit the floor, something popped out of his ear and rolled towards me. I scooped it up into my hand at super speed, hoping no one had seen me.
I needn’t have worried about being seen. Mr. Ponytail, upon standing up straight again, with the front of his outfit hanging in blackened, scorched tatters, only had eyes for the guard who had fired the rocket. I feigned still being dazed as he glanced at me, then marched on the guard in question.
Mr. Ponytail didn’t say a word. Instead, he snatched the rocket launcher with a speed that made the guard blink. Gripping the weapon in both hands, he twisted his palms in opposite directions. Accompanied by the shriek of tearing metal, the rocket launcher came apart like papier-mâché.
Mr. Ponytail turned back towards me, but before he could take a step, the entire place shook with explosions. The building rattled like dice in a cup, so badly that even the big super had trouble keeping his feet as huge chunks of the walls and ceiling started raining down. Still not quite at one hundred percent, I dashed for the door to the living quarters on my hands and knees, making it through just before a cavernous amount of debris fell down on the other side.
After a few moments, the shaking seemed to stop, but the facility clearly had extensive damage, as even in this area the walls had practically been shaken apart. I put my fist on the ground to brace myself to rise up, and as I did so, I felt something in my palm. After regaining my feet, I looked at what I held – the little item that had come from the guard in the activity room. It was an earpiece. The guard had probably had a microphone of some sort on him, too, but I didn’t need that.
I slid it into my ear and headed towards the direction of Rudi’s room, eavesdropping on a conversation that was already in progress.
“–was that?” asked a male voice.
“At a guess, Spence, I’d say it was the generator in the main power plant blowing up,” said a deep voice.
“What???!!!” the man named Spence asked incredulously. “You guys blew up the generator??!!”
“No, that would be your boy Plasmatic,” came the response. “He panicked a little and started firing plasma bolts like they were candy he was giving out on Halloween. One of them struck the generator. And at this point, it’s probably safe to say the whole power plant’s gone.”
“Geez, Megaton! How’d that happen?”
“I’m surprised it didn’t happen sooner. This is what happens when you put someone in the field who isn’t ready.”
“Guys,” said the somewhat whiny voice of Plasmatic, “you know I’m right here listening – along with everybody else…”
At this point, I came across Electra and Smokey standing in the midst of a huge pile of rubble. I switched to normal speed, causing Electra to glance in my direction.
The explosions had really done a number on this part of the building. Looking around, I could see a sink here, a coffee table there, a bedroom set, etc. These had been multiple living quarters, and the walls between most of them, as well as a good part of the ceilings, had come down.
“Well, where’s Rudi’s room?” I asked after taking in the view.
Electra didn’t say anything. I looked in her direction, and I saw her lift her goggles to wipe at tears in her eyes. I also felt sadness welling up in her. And the truth hit me.
One of these
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