SpeedBlade:
I unleash my mightiest battle cry as I charge toward the Iron Fist armor. Swinging my sword, the Iron First blocks it, sparks flying off of its arms and I attack it over and over again.
The Iron Fist throws its massive metal arm but I use my speed to run out of the way. Running around the armor, I rush forward and thrust my sword into the back of the armor. However, the armor withstood my sword. My blade slips and slides to the side. Hearing Dr. Cho, I look at her as her eyes glow. She raises her arm before sending it back.
Turning back to the armor, I see its elbow heading right for me. Hitting and knocking me back, I hold my head and shake it.
"Your sword is no match for my Iron Fist armor," Dr. Cho says, laughing as the Iron Fist turns around. "Do yourself a favor and just run. Run away, you old, old knight in dented armor."
"I will run," I say, holding my sword with both my hands. "But I will not run away!"
QuickShot:Fighting through the headache as I push myself up, I hear Dr. Cho's voice."Fire," she shouts, "Fire and bring this whole place down!"I hear the sound of the energy cannon going off and look. A red blast is heading for a crumbling ceiling."If it hits," I tell myself, "If it hits, and the ceiling comes falling down."I look at Ms. Justice as I picture the ceiling coming down. I imagine her being crushed, and as I do, I feel something building up inside of me."No," I scream, shooting out my hand. As I shoot out my hand, it glows a bright red. I feel my power flowing out, only it feels different from before. It doesn't feel like I'm losing energy. If anything, it feels like I'm gaining more energy. Like I'm powering up myself.Using my newfound energy, I focus a barrier around the blast. I watch with a smile as the blast with a barrier hits the ceiling. My barrier is more than able to absorb the full power
SpeedBlade: Screaming as the cannon fires, all four of us are thrown into the air. I hit the floor hard as I land. Landing on my front, I push myself over and up. Rubbing my head as I push myself up, I wave the smoke away. "Justice? QuickShot? JumpStart! Where are you guys? Hello?" With every step I take, I hunch over in pain. My hip hurts. My leg is aching. I am limping, not walking. "Hello? Can you guys hear me? Hello!" "SpeedBlade," someone yells. As soon as I hear my own name, I feel the pain eases a little. "Hello?" Still limping, I limp up and down as I try to pinpoint the source of the voice in all this smoke. "SpeedBlade," someone else shouts. "SpeedBlade, is that you?" "Yes," I answer. "Yes! It's me! Who are you?" "Ms. Justice," Ms. Justice shouts back. "Wait, where are you?" "Ms. Justice," a third voice says. "JumpStart? I can hear you guys but I can't see any o
Homeless Man: Dragging my cart behind me, I stop at a dumpster. Pushing open the lid, I dig in. I push past all the empty containers and wrappers before finally finding it. "Yes," I cry, smiling as I jump and grab it. Pulling out from the dumpster a box of expired candy bars, I immediately eat one while throwing the box into my cart. "Well, now that I've found dinner, I can go back home." I smile and sing to myself as I chew and savor the oh-so-ever sweet, sweet taste of chocolate and nuts. It's late into the night when I make my way back home. Parking my cart at the side of my home, I climb into my box and snuggle up with my blanket. Sleep comes quickly, and I feel myself about to drift away when, out of nowhere, I hear a boom. "Wha the--," I shout. I throw my blanket to the side and climb out of my box. Pushing myself up, I look around for where that boom could have come from. It sounded so close as if it was right in this alley, but I didn't see anything. Feeling nervous, I run
Prison Guard Captain: The guards and I run through the hallway as fast as we can. The siren is going on, its ringing echoing throughout. The alarm is flashing red, and one guard behind a window shoots us a thumb-up as he pushes the gate control. The massive iron gate in front of us opens, and we all squeeze through before the guard shuts it again. "Everyone get into position," I order, dropping onto a knee. Half the guards drop to their knees while the other half stand behind us. On cue, we all raise our blasters and aim down the iron sights. All of us aiming at IronWall's outer gate, we focus every bit of our attention on it. It isn't too long before there is a deafening roar in the cold night air, and the ground starts to shake. "Get ready," I scream, "Fire on my mark!" My finger on the trigger, ready for anything, I then see the gate comes off its hinges and fly toward us. "Everyone get out of the way!" Screaming and yelling as we scatter to get out of the way of the flying
QuickShot:I step down on a hidden panel in the ground and push a hidden button on the sewer wall. The sewer wall beside me slowly move at first but quickly split apart a few seconds later. With the wall fully open, we quickly walk in. Once in, I pull the lever, and the door shut behind us.In the dark for only a few seconds, I flip the switch and watch as hundreds and hundreds of little lightbulbs, all sting up and along the wall light up, revealing both the hideout and our home; the OutPost.“Home sweet home,” JumpStart yells, smiling and turning around while spreading out his arms. Stopping, he then runs over to his room and jumps into his hammock.Letting out a sigh as he swings in his hammock, he closes his eyes and places his hands behind his head. “No one please wake me until dinnertime.”“Slight problem with that,” Ms. Justice replies, heading over to her room, which is right next to JumpStart. “According to the calendar, it’s your turn to cook dinner. For the record, I’m in t
QuickShot:“I don't think we can eat this,” I say. I poke at one of JumpStart's homemade meatballs with the tip of my arrow. As I do, the tip breaks off.“What did you do,” Ms. Justice asks, looking at one of the meatballs. Actually picking one of them up, she stares at it, Justice slams the meatballs onto the table. Justice and I couldn't believe our eyes when we see a little part of the table breaks off.“Maybe we should take JumpStart off the dinner routine,” I say, using another arrow to pierce through the meatball’s outer shell.“Oh yes,” JumpStart yells, raising his arms. “Yes. Please. I don’t belong in the kitchen. I belong in a place where I can build things. After all, I am a...What did you call me again?”JumpStart looks at Justice.“A mechanical elf," Justice answers.“Yeah, I am a mechanical elf.”JumpStart then turns his head. He shows off his large pointed elf ears.“I mean, come on. I build most of the things here. Believe me, the wiring for the lights was not easy."“W
QuickShot:"We're here," I say, slamming the buttons. As soon as the door is open, JumpStart and I rush into the OutPost."Hold on you two," I say, carrying Ms. Justice inside while JumpStart drags SpeedBlade. "Here. Put them here."Dropping the two onto the chairs in our little living room, JumpStart and I then take a few minutes to catch our breath. Once we do, I run over to our kitchen. Opening a cabinet, I reach in and pull out our first aid kit. Running back, I open the kit and pull out a large roll of bandages."Come on," I say, wrapping some bandages around Ms. Justice's arm. "Come on. Please. Open your eyes."As I wrapped some more of Justice's wounds, her eyes start to open."What happened," she moans while blinking. "Are we back at the OutPost? Where are JumpStart and SpeedBlade? Are they okay?"Justice tries to get up but she falls back down almost immediately. Screaming as she falls, she pinches her eyes."Sorry," I say, helping lower her back down into the chair. "Sorry.
Lightning Storm: “Get out of our way,” I yell, shooting off more bolts of lightning. “Move it! Make way! We're coming through!” My bolts destroy everything in our way. The blockade the police officers put up is reduced to nothing but a flaming wreckage. “Open fire,” the captain orders. “Everyone, open fire now.” The captain and his officers all line up. While half stand and the other half drop to their knees, they all start shooting at us. Unstoppable grabs a nearby burning car and places it in front of us. The burning car acted as a shield. “Careful,” I yell, watching as some of the blaster fires get a little too close to hitting the containment cell. “The boss won’t be too happy if that thing is hit.” Unstoppable grunts at me before he slams the containment cell onto the street. With the containment cell safety behind the car, Unstoppable then charges toward the officers. With the blaster fires deflecting off of Unstoppable’s armor, he reaches them in no time and starts knocki