((Collab Post between three remaining players))
Several hours later at McDonalds, 8PM:
Kyle sat down at the table with his bigmac meal. "I contacted a local guy on the website that claims to be a super. He said he could meet us here if we want. He just got off of work and only lives a few blocks away."
"That's great!" Alexander said, while at the same time looking around the restaurant, looking to see if anyone was eavesdropping. Then, suddenly, everyone, including the staff, turned on their phones, as though starting a videochat; a few seconds later, everyone made to leave in an orderly fashion, just like in an evacuation. The 18-year old boy briefly wondered why that is so, before he drew these conclusions: 1.) The place was being evacuated, 2.) this place was going to be attacked, and 3.) the attacker did care about civilian lives...but not theirs'. Looking at the others, Alex gauged their preparedness; did anyone come to the same conclusions as he did?
Vin approached the McDonalds distractedly, thinking about how much her life had changed recently, and how it might be looking up. She was also aware she was risking a lot by getting involved, but before she could think too hard about it she noticed a large amount of people leaving the building. It was a bit odd, but she just thought it was a coincidence and entered the building as the last of them passed. "Some rush," she muttered. "That your cousin?" She asked Derrin, gesturing to the only people sitting down. She didn't even look at the counter, and didn't realize all the staff had left.
"Yeah, that's him" he said, looking around, then he looked at Kyle. "I thought that they might have recognized you from earlier and be fleeing from the Supers, but every other person has left, including the staff. That's not just a group of racists trying to avoid us. It wasn't a fire alarm, so what's going on?"
"We're about to be attacked," spoke Alexander, "by other Supers. Or at least, that's the best explanation." And with that, once the people have moved far away...it happened.
Out of nowhere, a gang of three appeared on the front parking lot, the first one conjuring up balls of plasma that he tossed at the window the group's table was near - Alexander countered by hardening said window, but all that did was stop the projectiles in their tracks...and cause the windowpane to melt anyway, creating an opening for the second Super to rush at the melting window at supersonic speeds!
Derrin grabbed his cousin's drink as the guy jumped through the window and threw it onto the floor, preventing the guy from getting traction. He then roundhouse kicked a trashcan at the fallen man. "Ok, we need to get out of here so we don't get cornered and won't be able to run."
Vin was surprised at first, but then she hardened her heart. It was to be expected, they were seen fighting one of their own, it was probably on TV by now. Regardless of if the guy was attacking people, it could still be viewed as a betrayal. Or maybe they were just the guy's friends, but she couldn't think of any other reason anyone would attack them. She was a bit slow to react, retreating a few steps so the boys were between her and them. She needed to figure out how to handle this, but luckily Derrin was a sensible sort and proposed they get out of there.
Fire suddenly leapt from her hands, but she was too hasty and hadn't managed to create the fire far enough from her skin. Palms seered, she hissed in pain, but ignored it and lobbed the ball of fire through the melted window at the other attackers and then another at the speedster. Hopefully fire was a good distraction. She retreated a few more steps in the direction of the other entrance, but didn't turn her back to them.
The Speedster slipped, but the Plasma-throwing Super and the third man were there now, the former using another power, the ability to throw globs of Sticky Foam, while the third man, who was, like the rest of the gang, clad in black leather clothing, stood in place and began to sing in a deep tenor voice, a voice that, when it reached people's ears, brought about a feeling of enervating terror.
Oh, and from the back door, two more people appeared; one of them held a Fallout-Style Tesla Gun, the other, meanwhile, had transformed into a lycanthrope in Army Surplus Body Armor that had been re-sized to fit his larger bulk.
Alexander pointed at the singing man, then spoke:
"Revelation; you are using a powerful mind-based ability in which you can influence others through music, with the weakness that should the person know that they're being influenced, said influence is cut by half. It also doesn't affect people who can detect powers." A smug smile, before Alexander drew his guns.
Of course, that still didn't change the fact that the group was outnumbered and surrounded.
Kyle shook his head after hearing Alex explain the situation and started calming down. Now able to at least will himself to fight, he lifted a handfull of ketchup packets with his telekinsis and tried to shove them into the singer's mouth to keep them from singing. Derrin also snapped out of it a bit and ran at the werewolf, screaming and tackling him into a wall to buy them room to escape.
The thing about scared people, they do stupid stuff, and right then, under the influence of unnatural levels of terror, Vin was a scared person about to do something stupid. Her voice took on a shrill, banshee-like quality, and a scream ripped itself painfully across the minds near her- and then it would be noticed that she wasn't actually using her voice to scream, but rather the psychic portion of her powers. Electricity zapped across her skin, shocking her though she didn't notice, and rapidly the sparks gathered into balls of electric light that launched themselves across the room in all directions.
She'd put so much distance between herself and the others that she hadn't heard Alex explain the power over the noise of her blood rushing in her ears. And then she was running for the only exit available to her- through the melted window and the first few who had attacked them, her skin still electrified if they tried to grab her.
In the absence of a miracle, Vin would be caught by a stream of sticky foam that covered her body; momentum would continue to swing her form through the window, but she would then roll across the floor, trapped in a cocoon that would keep her paralyzed. Before the other three can take advantage of it, Alexander would shoot at the Plasma-thrower and Singer's knees, bringing them down only to be blindisded by the Speedster, who would catch his hardened T-Shirt dead center and send him flying at the wall.
Derrin, meanwhile, would fare the best, as the Gadget-using Super and the Lycanthrope turned out to be weaker than he was, although he would find that the latter's claws would be proof against his invulnerability up to a point, as shallow cuts were inflicted on his skin; they would be deeper if not for his powers. Now Kyle was the only variable left...
Derrin just channeled the lightning from the gun into the lycanthrope and added some of his own lightning. He then pulled the gun from the tech guy's hand and threw the man across the room, javelin style at his buddies. He then tossed the gun to Kyle. "Hey Kyle, quit starring into space and fight." Sure, Kyle had silenced the singer for now, but that wouldn't take them out for long. At least now, if they tried to rush him, he could defend himself with something other than ketchup packets.
The tech guy's body would hit the Plasma-slinger and the Singer, while the Speedster would wheel around to attack Kyle from the back. Alexander was still unconcious, but merely bruised, while the Gadget-user, seeing his Lycanthrope friend knocked out, would draw a smaller gun and shoot a memory-alloy metal net at Derrin!
Kyle tried to turn around to shoot the speedster with the lightning gun, but he got knocked down instead. He fired quickly in the man's direction, knowing that at least he wouldn't hit Alex.
Meanwhile Derrin jumped sideways when the guy fired at him, but found his legs tangled in a net when he hit the ground.
