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"You guys can call me Yoshi." The raven haired hero told his classmates with a smile that you could see even if his suit covered his mouth. “I’ve been sort of cramin-“

His introduction was cut short as a series of gunshots were heard. The sound of glass breaking followed by a wave of screaming took over the place. He quickly glanced and saw people gathering near a building. He wasn’t familiar with the area so he didn’t know where exactly they were heading. Yoshi moved his head from side to side, a soft pop each time he turned directions. He had a grin on his face, it had been a long time since he had faced anything like this.

Yoshi with his bio-armor already in place was ready to head towards the situation. He went through all the scenarios and what to do’s that he read in the books, and had practiced not just physically but mentally. He was glad he had done all the cramming to be ready for action.

He noticed his teammates hide behind a van. He didn’t know if the dark skinned boy was the assigned leader for this task but he didn’t question it. He followed them and took a knee near them listening to the plan they were going to execute. “I’m pretty much bullet proof if it helps any.” He said calmly. “Plus-“ Yohi shifted his bio armor from his left arm creating a large Coffin style shield. “I can provide cover and help move civilians away from danger. Or Just let me create a distraction take out a few guys and you guys can move people to safety.” Yoshi during this time kept fighting his inner instinct to move and fight alone. He knew he had to stick with his team and follow directions. While he spoke to his team mates he would quickly glance from the van cover towards the diner. He finally had a better look at the building.

His mind began to race... He thought about the building, the people, how to reduce casualties, would they have to minimize damages, better way to evacuate people? Got it! "Also what about the rear entrance to the diner? We could evacuate people through there."







"Well... that is interesting."


Hero suit:

Yoshi reverted his shield back into part of his suit to cover his arm. He didn't know much of his companions abilities but they had no time for that.

Gael liked the attitude of the dark skinned, long hair boy. He was quick to adapt, command, plan, execute, and encourage his teammates. He was convinced he was their leader so he nodded at all the plan he had made using Yoshi's suggestion. He was now glad he was on this team. The white haired boy had made no impression on him yet but he knew that the best way to get to know someone was in battle, and violá! Here we are.

Taking on an army alone... he thought. Now that sounds like fun... but not at my level. Gael thought and smiled to himself. The dark haired boy grabbed Amethyst by the hand, said 'see you on the other side,' and was across the street. "Well so it's you and me then." Yoshi said to the white haired boy with a smile hidden behind his suit. "Let's go!"

Yoshi stayed low where he was hidden by the shadows and the automobiles lining up the streets. He crawled from one to the other until he was directly behind a vehicle that was behind the thugs that were pointing their weapons at the diner. Yoshi created a small buckler shield on his left arm using the armor on that forearm. Yoshi analyzed the situation... IF he was strong enough he could push this vehicle into the two thugs but he had no super strength so that was out the window... I just gotta distract them though right?

Yoshi jumped to the hood of the car and stood there, hands on his hips, superhero pose! "Well isn't tonight a lovely night to shoot up a diner gentlemen?" He said with a mocking smile. "I think its also a good night to kick a puppy, steal candy from a baby, find my grandma and push her down the stairs right?" Yoshi hoped his team would be moving along by now. "Or better yet we steal the money from a fundraiser for kids with disabilities no?" Yoshi sat on the hood of the car and crossed his arms. "Wait, wait, wait... I got some better ones." Gael created a small black pad using his palms armor, and using his pinky armor made a black pencil. "How about..." He flipped one of the black pages of his pad. There was literally nothing on it but they couldn't see it either way. "Ah, got it. Kicking the wheelchair kid on the chest when he takes your turn at Disneyland after you've waited four hours." He paused, looked at them. "No?" Yoshi smiled as he did this, he was still ready to jump at them when the opportunity would arise.







"Well... that is interesting."


Hero suit:

The bullets started flying inside. The goons in front of him took aim and fired. Yoshi sat there and placed his arm up and created a small buckler shield shielding his face. The bullets began to hit his body and he felt the pain from them hitting and bouncing off of him. It hurt, he knew he was going to be bruised in the morning. He took this time to just roll back towards the front of the vehicle he was sitting on.

"You guys are terrible sports!" he yelled from behind cover. He had a smile on his face, it may have been the rush of adrenaline surging through his body. He had never been shot at before, during practice yes but those were rubber bullets, these were the real thing! He could die but he remained grinning!

He went over his notes over his head, priority one: safety of civilians. As long as he kept those bullets flying towards him he should be ok. Two: He needed to subdue the bad guys until back up arrived... but what if there was no back up? TOO MUCH THINKING! he thought to himself. He used the armor that covered his right hand and forearm to create a mace, he used the left arm armor to create a kite shield.

He stood up as they had to reload, faced the gunmen. "WOW, I hope yall are getting paid by the hour, because if you're getting paid by victim, well you guys are just not getting paid at all!" He jumped to the hood of the car then ran towards the assailants. He bashed one of them over the face with his shield, hit the other one with the mace to his clavicle. He then reverted the creations back to full armor and stopped. "I'm totally dumb." He said as he stood there looking at the thugs. He grabbed one of them quickly and threw pushed him towards them and took this time to run, slide over the hood of another car and land on his butt on the floor behind cover. He hoped his team was helping the rest of the people inside.






"Well... that is interesting."


Hero suit:

The employee Dajanté had spoken with was surprisingly quick to round her fellow employees, as well as get the customers calm enough to at least play follow-the-leader with them. "Help her lead them opposite where we came," he said to Amethyst, turning toward her while the only sane employee started rounding people up. Dajanté took to helping out a family with small children over to the back end to go make sure the coats was clear from the side before he would let any of them book it, when the first tell-tale shot reverberated off their surrounding walls. The LeVane student whipped his head around and, sure enough, a couple goons were running up the alley from whence he and Amethyst came, bickering amongst one another and reloading their guns on-the-move.

s**t. Dajanté ran through a multitude of words his mother would've smacked him had she heard and stepped in front of the now-cowering family, already conjuring a breeze to feed his core. Guess I'm gonna 'ave ta fight now, he internally sighed, thinking this was the exact example of serious bullshit he was earlier hoping wouldn't happen. The mysterious "vigilante" (as Dajanté thought fit to think of him as) conveniently slipped into the back alley with them during the surprise gunfire, and even if he graciously offered to cover for them, Janté could tell that the man was obviously tired and so, not being one to leave anyone behind, even questionable strangers, Dajanté was certainly gonna force all the bastards back.

"Vita!" Hailstrom called out, not wanting to give away Amethyst's real name. "You go on without me and get them to the nearest safe zone, opposite way from this diner or whatever. I'm not gonna leave this hurtin' fighter 'ere, mmkay? See ya on the other side!" he finished, shooing the family behind him to follow after the now-crying-and-running customers while he charged back toward the dumpster for cover.

As he expected, the slight breeze wasn't much, but it provided enough of a boost for Hailstrom to gather the energy to pull off a medium cyclone. The hero-in-training had thrown out his arm on his way to the dumpster, fingers spread as if he was reaching out to grab hold of something. Wisps of white curled wound up his arm like smoke, but the real focus was in front of the mad-dashing gang grumps. Just as they were aiming their guns to take out their biggest threat, aka the vigilante, wisps of white curled up and around in a circular direction, wrapping over-and-over to build a medium tornado, sucking whatever debris lied in the immediate area into the disaster. Dajanté had to tug hard at his core to add onto the storm, widen the epicenter and build at its height. Luckily for him, the dumpster was pretty close by, so he was able to lean against and focus on lifting hand motions as well as breath control. Took a lot of effort to build a decently-sized tornado, after all.

To say the goons were surprised would be an understatement. Poor guys probably never saw it coming as they had to struggle to not be swept up into the cyclone that literally appeared out of nowhere to them, couple surely losing their guns to the unforgiving tug of the wind. Funny as it was, Dajanté didn't think the vigilante deserved to be swept-up with them, so he pushed the moved the cyclone against the goons and shouted after the man to 'take cover.' Prolly shoulda warned him, he thought, despite the fact that the gang members were a little too close to give any safety calls prior to his action anyway.