*krzzt* "Emergency, jailbreak at the Meta-Prison. Some explosion at the west end of the building, all of the prisoners a flooding out, and they're heading for the city. Requesting immediate backup. Oh god, one of them saw me. Send backup now-" *krzzzt*

Back in the city at the police station, a man jumped up and broke the glass over a large button. He pressed the button, and every person that had the slightest scrap of power was alerted to the threat.

Sitting high on a rooftop, Titus, who not long gained his power and recently handled his vengeance, sat on the edge of a building while listening to the radio that he stolen from the police. He wanted to be in the loop of what was going down. Not that he was trying to do the right thing as a hero but to go to where the action is.

Titus recently came up with an idea when he ran into a douchebag small time crime boss who witnessed his powers and asked for his protection. Even though it ended in failure, Titus gained a new concept of business. Why not use his powers for profit? Not a hero for hire but just simply power for hire. He could get in and get out, bring in weapons to assist himself in a fight, or simply send who he is protecting to an undisclosed location until the threat is neutralized or the client is safe. Titus figured he could make a killing with this plan.

That was when he heard it go off. A prison breakout and there were metas on top of that which made this a thorny situation. Titus listened in. "Alright Titus...time for some action but we ain't trying to be a boyscout...we need an insurance demo..." He said pulling out his phone to put it on video camera mode. "Time we show off....I'll build a big ass clientele after the people see my skills in stopping some of these bitches." He smirked standing as he walked over, grabbing two 9mm pistols and created a portal that would bring him a block or two away from where the breakout occurred.

Reid pulled on his padded suit as the radio he used to find the police frequencies sounded next to him, continuing to detail the breakout that had occured. "West end, huh? Should be quite the spectacle." He strode through his apartment, grabbing his handgun and burlap mask off the table. Reid opened up his window, gazing at the city rooftops that lay before him. Evil often lies in the most evil of places. He descended his fire escape, a nearby civilian gazing at the well-dressed man. Reid simply strode past him, hailing a taxi. Soon enough, one stopped. An older man greeted him as he entered the cab. "Where'll you be going?" Reid reached out to the man's mind, feeling himself slip into control of his frail body. He looked back at his real body, making sure it was safe. He always found the misted over quality his eyes took when he possessed somebody to be...fascinating. However, Reid forced his attention to the task at hand.

The drive was pleasant enough, but it was lucky he arrived at the time he did. He could feel his grip on the man's mind slipping. Reid left the body, pulling on his mask and holstering his gun. He stepped out the door just as the old man came to. Of course, he wouldn't remember anything about Reid. That was one of the side effects of mind control. Reid assessed the situation. There were already multiple supers of both allegiances battling it out, and even some other grey capes. Reid took his pistol out of the holster and switched the safety off. "Time to have some fun."

"Look, I don't see the point," Ashe said as she sat beside Enma in their car. They were far from lovers. They were simply two people who needed each other, at least for the time being. "Why align ourselves with the White Capes when we can just stay neutral? If we were with the White Capes we wouldn't even have this car!"

Enma considered this, and she was right. If they aligned themselves, they would be restricted. As Grey Capes they could do what they wanted, good or bad. He gripped the steering wheel tighter in frustration.

"Don't even worry about it," Ashe said and began to turn through the stations. Enma hated when she did this, it always distracted him, but she didn't care. She flipped through several stations before settling on a news station.

"–break at Meta-Prison. There's no way of telling how many have escaped or what they will do," the man on the radio reported.

Enma and Ashe sent sideways glances to each other. "We should get there," Enma said, though he left no room for argument as he began the route to the prison.

Eli was on his long trek to work when his phone started blaring. He pulled it out and saw the alert about the breakout. "Shit." He raced down a nearby alley and pushed a button on the underside of his watch. The metallic material of the suit spread across their body and then up their face. Once the suit was on he crawled up the nearby fire escape and went on the slightly shorter trek across rooftops to the prison.

Sam was sitting in his class when he saw the explosion from a window. He used the distraction it caused to slip out of the room and transform into something that could fly, a brown feathered hawk. He rose up into the air and flew towards the prison, trying to stop any black or dark gray capes.

The night grows restless as two men exit a rundown building, talking filling the air, walking towards a car.

"So, like, are you sure about this?"
"Yeah man! And if it doesn't go off, all we got to do is drive away, no harm no foul."
"Okay, how the hell can you believe the guy?"
"Because my guy works for another guy who works for the guy who's gonna set it off the bomb!"
"Fine! So, what are we gonna do?"
"Easy, when everything starts going to hell and stuff, we're just gonna sneak and get my cousin out"

"You may want to rethink your plan."

The two men, on opposite sides of the car, twist around in shock. Looking down from a street light was shadowed figure with two glowing red eyes. The men froze only for a second, before reaching for pistols stuffed in their pants. Quickly, the figure lashes her arm out, a chain wrapping around the arm of the guy closest to her, pulling him into the air before jumping down herself, slamming him into the ground.
The other man had pulled out his gun and started firing at her. She hastily ducked and crawled towards the car, out of the light. The other man swung his gun around wildly, trying to find the figure. Suddenly, he was swept off his feet, landing on his back hard. She then emerged from under the car, having pulled his leg, and crouched over him. She grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and pulled him to her face.

"What were you doing?" She asked quietly.
"Pl-please we we-r-ren't doing anything!" He shouted in panic.
"TALK!"
"OKAY OKAY! He was telling me about someone doing a break at the Meta Prison, with a bomb! Pl-please don't hurt me." He answered.
She stared hard at him, before throwing him down hard, the back of his head hitting the pavement, knocking him out. She stood up, thinking of the implications of just one of the villains getting out. She turned her head to the richer part of the city, summoning her wings.

The Jersey Devil had work to do.

It was part of his daily ritual; buy a packet of cigarettes and dark chocolate, pick out a Get Well Soon card and visit the meta-prison. Crispin had seen the explosion and swore under his breath, tossing the gifts skyward in anger and irritation he ducked inside a nearby supermarket and hurriedly took his amulet out of his back left jeans pocket, after transforming into Fink he opened the window and jolted down the ladder, he swore again louder.

Now Fink was at the front of the prison eight tendrils came from his back as he sprinted into the fray.

A well lit, quiet street in the day suddenly became obscured a mass of shadow, which spilled silently along. Logan was bored, and was out, finding something to do that could possibly be any fun. At the sound of quick footsteps pounding around the corner, the shadows cleared, and Logan's thin form was there, waiting for whoever it was. A frantic man in a prison suit was pounding towards him, looking back frequently. He was running away from something. As the man looked set to pass him buy, Logan pulled a long blade from his shadow, bringing it up to the man's neck to stop him.

"What are you running from."

The man breathed out an answer. Prison break. Meta humans. Black capes, white capes both trying to clean up the mess. All Logan heard was a chance for fun. And a chance for Ravana to destroy more supers - those who could stand in the way of his revenge. The man in front of him suddenly concentrated, and he turned around to see a lamppost behind him bending. Logan brought the blade to the man's throat and he fell to the floor.

Ravana was hungry to cause pain to the kind that had imprisoned him in that jar, and Logan was happy to oblige. Shadows rippled around him as he ran towards the prison, hearing the explosion. The prison came rapidly into view as Logan shuffled off his mortal form, the shadowy, skeletal figure now taking its place. Ravana was now in control. And none would be spared.

Reid looked around, letting out a sharp breath at the chaos that surrounded him. He saw some shadow thing running around, a guy with some weird black arm things coming out of him, and many, many more. Reid examined the various magazines that adorned the inside of his jacket. Not enough to make lasting damage, but maybe enough to make a name for himself. He took cover behind a chunk of rubble, before reaching out to all the minds before him. Reid found one that seemed to be a white cape with flying abilities. How unique. He took the mind over, assessing his surroundings as quickly as possible. He quickly found an inmate, looking around to make sure at least some other White capes were paying attention to his actions.

He quickly swooped down, scooping the inmate up. The weight threw him off at first, but he quickly got used to it. The other White Capes were definitely paying attention now, especially when he dropped the inmate, watching them drop to the ground. As the inmate hit the ground, he left the puppet, the horrified screams fading from his hearing. He was welcomed by an inmate with a shiv and some not-so-good intentions. Reid drew his handgun and quickly fired two shots into the man's chest. The inmate looked down in shock before collapsing. Unfortunately, this minor battle drew some unwanted attention from all sides. "Damn it." Reid cursed before lifting his handgun. "This is where the fun begins."

Eli ran up to assess the damage. "Well that's not good." He caused his vocal cords to vibrate extremely quickly. "Attention escaped prisoners, kindly go back to your cells before I am forced to send you there." This caused some black capes to start running at him. He sighed and started fighting.

Same landed on top of the building watching the fight. Some interesting faces were showing up. The Pupeteer, that annoying Acoustic, some, thing with tentacles.

People were starting to stare at him. He would pay them mind later, right now he had to scan the ground for his older brother who was prisoner. Fink had motioned one of his tendrils towards a group of White Capes fighting off inmates who were working as a team. Fink had chosen to help these prisoner because he recognised his older brother's power; Leadership. the tendrils had wrapped around those White Capes and tossed them in the air like a graduates' hat. Fink looked up to watch them fall back to earth and had noticed one firing three lightening bolts at him.

Managing to dodge two and block one with a tendril Fink had ran over to his older brother. He smiled at him "Let's get you the fuck outta here Sammy!." Fink said then dropped the smile, it was behind his mask after all...The two had to fight there way out and secondly to make a exit. Fink had saw the now ruined box of chocolates and other gifts had become a mess on the ground. Sammy hugged him.
"You still live at the same flat?" Asked Sammy looking dead at the guy who saved him, he began to piece together who he was, yet before he could figure it out fully Fink The Forrest Dweller had ran back to the prison there was The Puppeteer, a man he found interesting.

"Happy birthday Sammy!" Shouted Fink as he was closing in on The Puppeteer. He slowed his run to both catch his breath and misguide onlookers into thinking he was walking with swagger. When Fink began to regulate his breathes down to two per second he sprouted two tendrils from his arms. "THE PUPPETEER... I'm, guessing. Let's have a talk if you wouldn't be bothered." As he finished speaking Fink was closing in on The Puppeteer.

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Upon arriving, Titus noticed that he wasn't the only one making an entrance when he noticed a few white capes coming in to assist bringing a stop to this chaos. "No way in hell I'm letting you boy and girl scouts steal my thunder." He said while noticing a well dressed man and a weird man with tendrils coming out of him and a loud voice speaking to the inmates warning them to go back to their cells. Of course, Sucker-Punch hoped that these inmates would do things the hard way.

Standing at the corner of industrial drive, Titus could hear footsteps not far from him before he'd notice the prison jumpsuit and smiling from inside his mask. "Nope..." Titus said upon creating a portal and bringing about a portal in front of the inmate and confronting him. He already set up his camera shortly after getting to the location so to film what he does. "The hell do you think you're going?" He asked the man You don't want this dude... "Try me...I want you to make your move so to give me a reason to fuck you up...so what's up?"

The individual stared at Titus and gave him a smirk. Alright white cape.... The male started to multiply himself as copies began to surround Titus equaling about 10-12 copies of this black cape. Still want a taste of this, bitch... Titus pulled out his twin pistols. He pulled back the hammers. "I want the whole fucking buffet" As a chuckled escaped and 6 of the duplicated men rushed Titus, some with a bottle, pipe, whatever they could get their hands on and with that, Titus turned to let loose a few shots. The first two head shots to two of the copies turning them into dust. The next rushed with a 2x4 gaining a shot to the heart. Another gained 2 shot to the chest while dodging a swing of a pipe and knife of the other two while the next 4 made their way in to assist.

Titus wondered, the ones who turned to dust, of course they had to be the fake ones but if he killed the real one, would the fakes simply disappear or would the one of the clones be the "new real one".

During this time of day, Mary would be asleep. She worked a night shift, slept during the day. Unfortunately, a situation like this warranted an all-hands-on-deck approach.
Sticking to the shadows of a nearby alley and clinging to the side of a wall, she peered into the chaos of the scene. The Meta-Prison blasted apart, rumble and fire littering the area, convicts pouring out of every opening, capes coming in from every angle to stem the tide, fights breaking out every, it was utter hell and she had no idea where to start.

The chaos was almost overwhelming. The shadowy creature looked around with its piercing, yellow eyes. Ravana needed to kill. And he would do as much of that as possible. A white cape stood over an escaped prisoner, binding them with ropes seemingly made out of energy. A wave of the billowing black claws, and a great hound of shadows bounded forward, knocking the white cape over and tearing his throat to shreds. Ravana stepped over to the prisoner, who had a grateful look on his face. That would be his final expression as a shadowed claw pierced his skull.

Then, a black cape helping some prisoners to escape. Slinking forward with frightening speed, Ravana thrust a long black sword into the back of the black cape. Two more would quickly follow, one through the stomach and another decapitatating the meta human. The demonic form dissolved, leaving Logan, as he held up the head, grinning. This was fun.

Ravana's form was back quickly, and those yellow eyes whipped around at the booming sound of a voice related superpower. A white cape trying to command prisoners back in their cells with their voice power, before suddenly being overran. The demon, with another shadow hound at his side, darted forward towards the scene.

"Crap, Crap, Crap, Crap, Crap!" Beth repeatedly saying as she run toward the prison where there was a big explosion. She can't believe that none cab drivers didn't stop for her when she first saw a explosion, this is why we have uber. Beth finally arrived at the prison which have a big hole in the wall. "Okay, big hole in the wall, probably the bomber have escape from the scene or in the prison to find someone and the prisoners are out of there cell and having a prison riot.....Ok Spark Gal, Let's start a firework show" And as she say that, Beth enter the hole.

As she enter the scene, she saw where riot is taking place. Beth hope that some White Capes will arrive, that when she hear a loud voice "Attention escaped prisoners, kindly go back to your cells before I am forced to send you there." it was Acoustic. black capes to start running at him and start fighting him. without hesitation, the palm of her hand start glowing and then start sparking, forming a mini firework and throwing it at the black capes, then it explosion a big firework causing the black capes flying around. "Hey Acoustic, need a hand?" Beth say to Acoustic.

@Overlord24

@sassy1085
"Well well well. Look who decided to join the party." He sonic blasted a black cape trying to rush him. "Yeah, I could use a hand."

Sam turned back human, fully outfitted in his costume. "Damn, firework girl too? God, every goody goody is here." He jumped off the roof to land on an inmate.

2 more shot here...5 more a few moments later. A moment to reload as to his left, Titus went for a roundhouse kick to one and then leg sweeps the next that came to his right. so far...12 of them were down but 20 more were created, coming from out the wood work. Sucker-punch was busy trying to find the real one while wanting revenge for being called a white cape which he did not see himself as. 3 more rushed him from the front and saw one in the back just standing there watching. Titus rushed the three coming for him and used a portal in front of them to evade their attack and created another next to the one that stood alone, appearing to his side, superman punching the individual in the face and reloads before shooting that one only for it to be a clone as well.

"FUCK!!" He said while the three that rushed him and the other 10 who appeared turned only to be shot up and turned to dust once more but luckily...one of the others who were joining the bum rush was the real one as he was the only one who didn't turned to dust while his arm bled out. You think you got me!...Come on lucky piece of shit! Titus pointed his gun to the original's head while the other clones stopped in their tracks. "You're going to make me famous." Nearly pulling the trigger before noticing something flying to him out the corner of his eyes.

Titus noticed a car flying towards him. "Oh Shit!!" falling back and using a portal to evade the car as it crashed onto the pavement and slammed to the side of the building before Titus reappeared. "Who the hell did that!!" He said looking around before this 7-8 foot tall brute of a man came out of the shadows to join the clones. The clone man chuckled. Oh....you're a shit stain now... He told him as one of the clones laughed and through the creation of another portal behind the clone that laughed, Titus kicked him through that portal to shut him up and a scream could be heard as the clone fell from the sky down onto a car crashing into it.

With his attention on the clone, the brute rushed Titus as he turned to let loose a few shots on the brute noticing the bullets had no effect. The brute managed to grab Titus as the man tried his best to punch and kick the man only for his leg and hand to hurt thanks to the tough skin and suddenly launched into a vehicle. "Gyuh!" Quickly trying to recover while the clones closed in to help.

@Thethomasink

@King Tai
While still looking over the sheer carnage, JD caught eye of another cape fighting of an inmate. Several inmates. At first, she thought he made magic guns, as the people he shot turned to dust, but quickly realized it was copying man. As he was about to pop another one in the head, a car came right the fuck out of nowhere, nearly crushing him, though he somehow dodged it. It was then a behemoth of a man appeared, charging at him. Despite bullets, punches, and kicks, the cape was still grabbed and flung into a car.

As the copies and brute closed on him, She sprung into action. Quickly summoning her wings, she threw herself from the building and soared over to the nearest copy, crushing him as she landed. Without missing a beat, she backhands the one closest to her, sending him flying before disintegrating. She slashes at another with her claws, tearing him apart.

"What the FUCK is that?!" Cried out one.

Before she could advance, the ground shook from the footsteps of the brute approaching her. He glared down at her and she to him, before bringing his fist down at her. Rolling between his legs, she slashes at his ankles, before remembering bullets didn't hurt. Quickly sidestepping his stomp, she threw her weight into a punch, striking him in the knee. All it did was hurt her hand. He managed to clip her with a swing, sending her flying a few feet away.

Reid turned to face the strange man, startled. He kept his pistol trained on his stomach. "What do you want?" He silently reached out to the man's mind, making sure he could get a grip on it. "Remember, you try anything funny and I make you shoot yourself." Reid gazed at the emotionless mask, trying to get an analysis on his intentions. He wasn't known to associate himself with anyone, really, but maybe the man could serve him well. "Well? Go ahead. Speak your mind. I don't bite." Reid said, loading another magazine into his pistol simultaneously. Of course, there were some problems with allying himself with this man. For one, he looked like a Black Cape. As a Grey Cape, this could affect Reid's reputation, and not to mention break his personal code. But on the other hand, the man looked powerful and perhaps Reid could make some money with this guy. And if Reid refused whatever offer the man had on his mind, he could quite possibly die. That is assuming the man wasn't just trying to kill him. The realization made Reid tense up and make sure his first shot would not miss.