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"Alright, um... kay" Alma pulled a sheet of paper from her backpack and scribbled her number down, torn in it half and offered both halves; one for Penelope and the other for her number. With her weak smile the goth continued, "Here, write it on that. I kinda need to get home as well." It's almost time for me to go home anyway... Man, my adventuring got postponed... Sighing, she let go of the power and her eyes began to fade into their normal brown.

Alma took the small slip of paper and mumbled a thanks and good bye. The following awkwardness was cut short when Penelope left. There was nothing else to do here. With a sigh, the goth turned and headed back to the bus stop. Maybe she might manage to get onto the bus before some other incident caused her to stay any longer. Passing the half destroyed statue, a smile flitted across her face. She wasn't as alone as she thought.

Allen had worn part of his new uniform under his civilian clothes. It was a little bulky but no one seemed to notice the rest of his stuff that would have stood out he carried in a back-pack as he walked through the park. It was a nice day and he smiled to himself as he watched the kids play in the park. A song came to mind that he whistled to himself as he approached the bathroom, his heart was restless.

He sat in the furthest stall as he changed into the rest of his uniform. The boots added about 4 inches to his height in a rather inconspicuous way that pleased him. The goggles turned the world green but gave him read outs on his surroundings which he was thrilled about. The mask muffled his voice and altered it so that he didn't sound like himself anymore. The helmet had ram's horns on it, a touch he hadn't thought of but thoroughly enjoyed. The armor was light weight, durable and allowed an enormous range of motion. Satisfied immensely by his appearance he looked at his watch and once it notified him that he'd been in here for an hour he stuffed the watch and the rest of his civilian clothes into the back pack, removed a ceiling tile, placed the back-pack in there and then replaced the tile.

With nothing left to do he kicked the stall door off of it's hinges. the environmental read-out in his goggles told him the composition of the wall in front of him and pointed out structural weak points. He took one step forward and punched the wall with two hands. The wall shuttered and exploded outward as though a bomb had been detonated on it. Dust from the concrete obscured the children and park goers view of what had caused the blast. Murmurs started as they gathered to see what was in the settling dust.

Allen's vision was perfect, the goggles had adjusted for the dust so that he could still see beyond it. "I have a crowd," He said, "Mustn't keep them waiting." He took a step out of the hole in the wall and placed a hand on the crumbling cement wall. He looked as though he were stepping off of a train onto a platform. The goggles glowed a menacing green as he laughed, "Where are your heroes now?" He demanded.

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Joel was worn out as he continued on his way home, it was already morning, why even bother at this point. His wings began to fade so he was forced to make a landing on top of a nearby building, low enough that it was safe to land on, and he could see the people and things going on in the streets, but high enough that it was unlikely anyone would see him.

Then, something made him jump, an explosion from the park, someone was causing trouble. He waited a moment, no sirens, looks like the angel was going to have to step in. Justice can never rest, it seems.

Quickly, Joel drowned out the screams and panic and focused, holding his hand over his golden gem, then, a bow appeared, for some reason, one of the only items that gem would make. Joel then grabbed a marble from his bag and turned it into an arrow.

Joel took aim at this man, his size making him an easy target, and waited until he stood still. Then, he let the arrow fly, firing it at this new enemy. The arrow would not be sharp, but blunt, but it would still serve its purpose.

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Josh saw as the man just tossed a car! Alright, this would be a more difficult adversary than he normally used. Still, he could do it, good always wins, right?

As the opponent turned to acknowledge him, Josh smiled and said, "Time for my debut match!" A few people may have been able to hear him, but it was not incredibly loud.

Josh then charged at this opponent and leaped in the air, he would then pull some fancy twists and attempt a punch to the head of the new adversary. He wasn't sure what this would do, but he sure looked cool doing it!

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Josh really needed to think things through before he acted, and that was very apparent with this move right here.

While Josh was riding high in mid-air, he had not ability to avoid the oncoming attack from the opponent. Josh was hit with his opponent's head and he was sent down to the ground, writhing in pain.

Josh curled up, holding his stomach where he impacted with his opponent. Still, the pain was not too severe, Josh had taken worse, but this was not something to simply jump up from.

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Josh slowly staggered to his feet, it was going to take a lot more than that to keep him down. But this man was so arrogant, he turned his back to Josh, that would not be acceptable.

Josh then looked up and figured, how do you stop a bull from goring you? Jump on its back. OK, maybe that wasn't the right way to do that, but, his point was made.

Josh got up and gave one of the most cliched lines he could think of, "I didn't hear no bell."

He then charged at the opponent and attempted to jump onto his back and secure his arms around the guy's neck, not chocking him out yet, just holding on to him so he couldn't put up any good offense.

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Josh was slammed into the tree and almost lost his grip, but he kept a hold of this opponent. But this man did not stop, he kept on flailing around, it wouldn't be long before Josh's strength failed him and he ended up flying off.

Well, that didn't happen. Instead, the man grabbed Josh's mask! This was not good, a hero without a mask is in grave peril! Though, Josh really didn't have all that much to fear for himself, but he acted before he thought.

Josh let go of his opponent's neck and grabbed onto his poorly-made mask to make sure it stayed on. However, in doing this, Josh lost his only advantage.