Bustling through the heavy crowds, it came to a point where advancing further to the deeper sections would certainly be an impossible task to accomplish as people began to throb with excessive movements. Danny could only stay at a close range in order for him to fully observe who exactly was the prime setter of the said protest. He continued moving over, sliding past a few people and bumping through the shoulders of a few blunt individuals. It was undeniably inconvenient but Danny remained curious. Then, a large bulky man came barging through and bashed his right shoulder, slightly sending him off with some of his steps limping a few inches backwards. "Watch it!" The man exclaimed only to make Danny scoff from the complete disrespect shown. Truly he thought that the man would have apologized instead but he left the matter discarded and went on to use the advantage of his height to take peaks of the front scene. 

Moments later, things ascended into tensions of stress as a red-haired guy went over to catch the entire crowd's attention with his indescribable exploits. The cries shifted into shrill chants of enthusiasm but was deafening from the intensity of the crowd's voices. Afterwards, they hauled off a variety of phrases in unison which made the situation a lot chaotic than usual. Danny was on the verge of leaving until things, again, toned a much more disastrous scene. The stage in front of the protesters levitated slowly and hovered above the crowd's range of sight. Clearly, as how it was demonstrated, Danny immediately identified that the red-haired guy was the one responsible for it from the glimpse of his hand movements and odd actions. The very sight of it triggered yet another outcry which was much louder than before. Jumbled movements were packed into narrow spaces as several people were struck by frequent bumps. The situation became much worse but Danny realized his question was now answered, so there was no reason to stay with the crowd, though the main problem was how to get away. 

Protests were never the brightest of solutions, perhaps proposing a single agreement of peace might be the best case. But then again, an agreement would just come out as a miracle towards mutants and ordinary people since the morality between them erupted into a turmoil. Danny could only imagine of how much the certain activity would cause such affliction to people's views towards his own kind. Peace would surely be drifting away once everything explodes into the highest levels of tension. There were innocence which Danny assumed to be sacrificed and even though he would attempt to rescue those lives, there wouldn't be a slight difference he could contribute to reduce the damages dealt to the mutant's social status. 

Danny bustled through thick flocks of people, cutting off some who were blocking his path towards an exit. He slid himself along narrow spaces without bothering to apologize from the lack of courtesy. Luckily, he made it out in no time, panting briefly as his eyes remained glued at the red-haired guy who happened to captivate cheers and caused an unwanted ruckus. Moments later, the rain started to fall moderately then transitioned quickly into a rush of heavy clattered drops. A realization then flashed into his head, noticing that he had left Juno behind. "Shit!" Danny exclaimed, knowing it wasn't a good idea from the start. Without sparing a second, he clicked his umbrella open then started to sprint towards the area where his car was parked. 

He raced in the midst of a heavy rainfall. His shoes splashed the swamped cement, sending off sprays of water sideways and some soaked the lowest portion of his jeans, wet. Finally, he placed himself into a halt as he neared the parking area. Danny tendered his midsection to a bend as heavy breaths streamed from his excessive panting. His gaze were strung down to the cement, unable to yet bring his view up to the car. But as he managed to keep up his breathing as well as his gaze to the view of his car, his eyes quickly widened in a complete mix of shock and anger. 

"WHAT THE HELL?!" Words erupted to an abrupt cry jutted at the top of his lungs. Danny's jaw dropped only to have eyes suffer from the gruesome and morbid look of his car. It was heavily damaged especially the hood as Danny took a peak of it. The deafening screech of the alarm just made everything worse, adding up an excruciating headache. He clearly had no idea what to do as he remained standing in disbelief. If only his mutant abilities could include repairing non-living things, then life would be easier. Luckily, as he glanced through the car's window, he saw Juno mushing up the last bites of his treats. Fortunately the troubles of the dog might be over but the new issue Danny was facing looked much more serious than a pet's problems. He slapped his palms onto his forehead then brushed it through his hair as Danny continued glancing over the scene. His mind erupted again furiously. "WHO THE FUCK DID THIS?!" He yelled. There might be someone out there hiding but his mind was too busy streaming multitudes of frustration. He ended with a deep, heavy sigh followed by a groaning mutter knowing that his day-off had just transformed into the worst day he'd ever experienced.