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Edward bit his cheek as Traveller spoke.
"Thanks, hun," he responded quietly to being called an ass yet again.
He shot in front of Traveller, it was necessary that she saw his words.
"Listen, I'm serious, that person is a murderer, they murder criminals, hell, even normal people who bent the law just a little, when we first met they threatened both me and an agent of the High Venom, they threatened to kill me before we even spoke," he said frantically, his teeth bared and his eyes narrowed. "This person is dangerous, we have to stop her now!"
Without another word or a telegraph, Edward took off at supersonic speeds, faster than the human mind can react, he leapt into the air and dove feet-first towards Guilt, not caring about how wounded they were after this, it was preferable for them to live, but if they died, Edward knew it was necessary.
Edward bit his cheek as Traveller spoke.
"Thanks, hun," he responded quietly to being called an ass yet again.
He shot in front of Traveller, it was necessary that she saw his words.
"Listen, I'm serious, that person is a murderer, they murder criminals, hell, even normal people who bent the law just a little, when we first met they threatened both me and an agent of the High Venom, they threatened to kill me before we even spoke," he said frantically, his teeth bared and his eyes narrowed. "This person is dangerous, we have to stop her now!"
Without another word or a telegraph, Edward took off at supersonic speeds, faster than the human mind can react, he leapt into the air and dove feet-first towards Guilt, not caring about how wounded they were after this, it was preferable for them to live, but if they died, Edward knew it was necessary.
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Definitely.
Also, a note, others are more than allowed to intervene alongside Alex. She's a well known face along Heroes.
They won't need to, not now that we've got teleporting deaf girl and speedy Welsh asshole on the job.
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Comet growled as his punch missed, landing on the ground in a crouch. He growled again as she spoke of "Lack of experience", his gloved hands letting out a rubbery noise as he pulled them ever tighter. Then he gawked as the sun was blotted out and all air suddenly disappeared, a massive pillar scraping its way down the walls of the tunnel. Edward looked around for a way out, frantically shaking as the pillar approached, before he decided that now was the time to run. His lungs, incredibly powerful in order to get oxygen from the air when at his top speed, could hold for a long time, though it probably wouldn't be healthy to hold longer than ten minutes or so, his body wasn't submerged in cold water so he had no chance of making it longer than a half hour.
So he ran into the nearest wall, smashing it with his fists and continuing to run. He continued punching his way through until he was fast enough that the shock wave could do it for him. He was going west... he hoped, if not he would probably end up in Isreal when he finally came out. His feet began to hurt as they hit the ground, but as he was in a vacuum, he felt no burning due to friction, meaning that he could go even faster if he wanted to. He cried out in pain as he went slightly above Mach 200, probably the highest he could go even in a vacuum. A minute and thirty seconds later, he crashed out of a plateau, air filling his lungs as he was thrown through the air by his momentum, the friction from the air burning his flesh as he flew out.
He crashed to the ground, sandy and dry, the sun beating down on his burned skin. He pushed himself up, hacking and coughing as he filled his lungs for the first time in what felt like forever. He scanned the surroundings, sandy and with plateaus everywhere, surrounding the area. Far above the hole that he had left was a sign that said "Sea level". He saw a road, with a truck passing by. He approached it and read the side. "Government of California."
He was in Death Valley, lowest elevation in North America. He had crossed the entire constituent United States just because of this one punk. He growled once more and sped off in the way he came. He went much slower this time, already injured from the friction, he arrived back at the location two minutes later, hoping that the epic had remained to ensure he was dead.
"You missed," he japed as he slid in. He noticed the new arrival, recognizing them. "Hey Traveller!"
Comet growled as his punch missed, landing on the ground in a crouch. He growled again as she spoke of "Lack of experience", his gloved hands letting out a rubbery noise as he pulled them ever tighter. Then he gawked as the sun was blotted out and all air suddenly disappeared, a massive pillar scraping its way down the walls of the tunnel. Edward looked around for a way out, frantically shaking as the pillar approached, before he decided that now was the time to run. His lungs, incredibly powerful in order to get oxygen from the air when at his top speed, could hold for a long time, though it probably wouldn't be healthy to hold longer than ten minutes or so, his body wasn't submerged in cold water so he had no chance of making it longer than a half hour.
So he ran into the nearest wall, smashing it with his fists and continuing to run. He continued punching his way through until he was fast enough that the shock wave could do it for him. He was going west... he hoped, if not he would probably end up in Isreal when he finally came out. His feet began to hurt as they hit the ground, but as he was in a vacuum, he felt no burning due to friction, meaning that he could go even faster if he wanted to. He cried out in pain as he went slightly above Mach 200, probably the highest he could go even in a vacuum. A minute and thirty seconds later, he crashed out of a plateau, air filling his lungs as he was thrown through the air by his momentum, the friction from the air burning his flesh as he flew out.
He crashed to the ground, sandy and dry, the sun beating down on his burned skin. He pushed himself up, hacking and coughing as he filled his lungs for the first time in what felt like forever. He scanned the surroundings, sandy and with plateaus everywhere, surrounding the area. Far above the hole that he had left was a sign that said "Sea level". He saw a road, with a truck passing by. He approached it and read the side. "Government of California."
He was in Death Valley, lowest elevation in North America. He had crossed the entire constituent United States just because of this one punk. He growled once more and sped off in the way he came. He went much slower this time, already injured from the friction, he arrived back at the location two minutes later, hoping that the epic had remained to ensure he was dead.
"You missed," he japed as he slid in. He noticed the new arrival, recognizing them. "Hey Traveller!"
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Edward was shocked by the floor's sudden disappearance, but he gave an angered smirk as the epic stated that this was the end for him.
"You know, they always say that," Edward spoke to himself as the ground came ever faster. Not at all worried, terminal velocity for a human was 195 kilometers, he jogged that fast, this would hurt as much as jumping a foot would for a normal person. Edward hit the ground feet-first, falling onto his back clumsily as he hit it. He stood up slowly and glared at the epic, seemingly ready to escape at the first sign of danger. "You done, or you going to try burying me next? Because I could just run up that wall and knock all the dirt away," he informed the masked person grimly.
"You use that trick on the defenseless normals you murder?" he asked angrily. "And no, I don't need to fight for my life, because I can always just dodge every blow you make, and I don't even need to do that!" he said, swinging his arms out to his sides as he continued to speak. The air cracked as he ran up the wall, clearing the ten meter distance in less than a second, he planted an arm into the rock and looked down on the Epic. They thought they were top shit, clearly, hell, they were more arrogant than he was, and that was hard to do.
He was just about done trying to tell them how well this fight would go for them, he leaped off the wall at incredible speeds, the rock snapping into pieces due to his leap. He pulled his arm around into a powerful two hundred kilometer per hour punch, more than enough to kill, but not too fast as to make a kill guaranteed, he didn't want to kill this person, just embarrass them and turn them into the police, he couldn't let murder stand, especially when without reason.
Edward was shocked by the floor's sudden disappearance, but he gave an angered smirk as the epic stated that this was the end for him.
"You know, they always say that," Edward spoke to himself as the ground came ever faster. Not at all worried, terminal velocity for a human was 195 kilometers, he jogged that fast, this would hurt as much as jumping a foot would for a normal person. Edward hit the ground feet-first, falling onto his back clumsily as he hit it. He stood up slowly and glared at the epic, seemingly ready to escape at the first sign of danger. "You done, or you going to try burying me next? Because I could just run up that wall and knock all the dirt away," he informed the masked person grimly.
"You use that trick on the defenseless normals you murder?" he asked angrily. "And no, I don't need to fight for my life, because I can always just dodge every blow you make, and I don't even need to do that!" he said, swinging his arms out to his sides as he continued to speak. The air cracked as he ran up the wall, clearing the ten meter distance in less than a second, he planted an arm into the rock and looked down on the Epic. They thought they were top shit, clearly, hell, they were more arrogant than he was, and that was hard to do.
He was just about done trying to tell them how well this fight would go for them, he leaped off the wall at incredible speeds, the rock snapping into pieces due to his leap. He pulled his arm around into a powerful two hundred kilometer per hour punch, more than enough to kill, but not too fast as to make a kill guaranteed, he didn't want to kill this person, just embarrass them and turn them into the police, he couldn't let murder stand, especially when without reason.
@Publius Oh yeah! I remember that! That was [meme].
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Edward turned to the masked person, walking slowly as they spoke, when they finished threatening him, Edward stared at them, his anger not clearly visible through his goggles, but still there.
"Our 'business' concludes when I say it does," he said frostily, he had no respect for this person, killing people in cold blood, acting like they owned the place, Edward couldn't help but feel disgusted. "You know, I wanted to talk this over, but the more I learned about you, the less I wanted to waste my air on someone like you. You murder, brutalize, and for what? Some misguided sense of justice?"
"And don't you dare threaten me," Edward growled furiously, barring his teeth and clenching his fists. He was almost ready to charge, but he wanted to speak first, get it off his chest, it was almost as if he was talking to himself, telling himself how killing Nudd wasn't worth it, but he was more angry than regretful, he killed Nudd, an equally powerful person out of revenge, to protect future victims, this person murdered those much weaker than themself out of convenience, even malice. "I wanted to be the nice guy, for once in my life, give you a chance to apologize for threatening me before..." A sound like a whip cracking rang through the air as Edward sped forward, ending up a few inches behind the person.
"But I don't care anymore," he shot away, back to where he stood before, untying his hair and pushing it over the back of his head. "I hope you're ready..." he growled.
"...because I'm going to break every bone in your body!" he yelled as loud as he could, pulling his goggles off his face to let his snarl loose.
Edward smashed the ground with his foot, his arms shooting through the air, breaking the sound barrier and super-heating the air around them, before finally settling at Edward's sides, sending a wave of wind in every direction. Edward was attempting to intimidate the masked person, get them off their game. Not that it was really necessary... hopefully.
Edward would let the masked man make the first move, just to test the waters, he had no clue what this person's abilities were, hopefully they weren't at all defensive, so he could just punt them through a wall and win.
Edward turned to the masked person, walking slowly as they spoke, when they finished threatening him, Edward stared at them, his anger not clearly visible through his goggles, but still there.
"Our 'business' concludes when I say it does," he said frostily, he had no respect for this person, killing people in cold blood, acting like they owned the place, Edward couldn't help but feel disgusted. "You know, I wanted to talk this over, but the more I learned about you, the less I wanted to waste my air on someone like you. You murder, brutalize, and for what? Some misguided sense of justice?"
"And don't you dare threaten me," Edward growled furiously, barring his teeth and clenching his fists. He was almost ready to charge, but he wanted to speak first, get it off his chest, it was almost as if he was talking to himself, telling himself how killing Nudd wasn't worth it, but he was more angry than regretful, he killed Nudd, an equally powerful person out of revenge, to protect future victims, this person murdered those much weaker than themself out of convenience, even malice. "I wanted to be the nice guy, for once in my life, give you a chance to apologize for threatening me before..." A sound like a whip cracking rang through the air as Edward sped forward, ending up a few inches behind the person.
"But I don't care anymore," he shot away, back to where he stood before, untying his hair and pushing it over the back of his head. "I hope you're ready..." he growled.
"...because I'm going to break every bone in your body!" he yelled as loud as he could, pulling his goggles off his face to let his snarl loose.
Edward smashed the ground with his foot, his arms shooting through the air, breaking the sound barrier and super-heating the air around them, before finally settling at Edward's sides, sending a wave of wind in every direction. Edward was attempting to intimidate the masked person, get them off their game. Not that it was really necessary... hopefully.
Edward would let the masked man make the first move, just to test the waters, he had no clue what this person's abilities were, hopefully they weren't at all defensive, so he could just punt them through a wall and win.
Edward had done it, he'd killed the person who had caused most of the suffering in his life, he'd gotten his revenge, avenged all those who had died due to his insane worldview.
And it was so anticlimactic it hurt.
It wasn't like he felt like he failed, it just felt pointless, he'd never kill again, but perhaps he could have been changed, perhaps there was a chance of him realizing that he was wrong, and Edward had denied him that chance to fulfill his own desires, and he didn't even feel any better, none of those who Nudd had killed were coming back, and killing him just added another to the list of lives lost due to his ridiculous worldview.
He needed some time to think right now, he needed to go home and talk to Maria.
But first he needed to figure out who that masked intruder was, they had threatened to kill him almost first thing, probably not the most sane individual.
He gave one last look at Nudd's prone form, sighing gently, before running towards his apartment. He burst in a moment later, put on his outfit and gave Maria a cursory hello and goodbye before taking off back out into the city. Maria sighed and turned on the television in response, she knew better than to ask questions.
Where to look first? Edward wondered to himself as he stood atop his apartment building, looking over the city. This person could teleport without leaving a trace, it would be hard to find them, but if they were willing to kill so easily, he knew he had to. He stepped off the side of the building, falling straight as an arrow. Around halfway down he began running along the side of the building, shattering a window or two and gaining speed exponentially. The ground approached quickly, growing with every passing millisecond, but at the last moment, Edward jumped from the wall, rotating upwards through the air around ninety degrees and landing on the ground feet first, continuing his momentum, he ran away from the building and into the street.
He would ask around first, see if anyone had seen a person in a strange gas-mask, perhaps hope that he came across them during this. He began scanning the east side of the city, looking around alleys and abandoned buildings, the most common place for a hiding criminal to be.
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And it was so anticlimactic it hurt.
It wasn't like he felt like he failed, it just felt pointless, he'd never kill again, but perhaps he could have been changed, perhaps there was a chance of him realizing that he was wrong, and Edward had denied him that chance to fulfill his own desires, and he didn't even feel any better, none of those who Nudd had killed were coming back, and killing him just added another to the list of lives lost due to his ridiculous worldview.
He needed some time to think right now, he needed to go home and talk to Maria.
But first he needed to figure out who that masked intruder was, they had threatened to kill him almost first thing, probably not the most sane individual.
He gave one last look at Nudd's prone form, sighing gently, before running towards his apartment. He burst in a moment later, put on his outfit and gave Maria a cursory hello and goodbye before taking off back out into the city. Maria sighed and turned on the television in response, she knew better than to ask questions.
Where to look first? Edward wondered to himself as he stood atop his apartment building, looking over the city. This person could teleport without leaving a trace, it would be hard to find them, but if they were willing to kill so easily, he knew he had to. He stepped off the side of the building, falling straight as an arrow. Around halfway down he began running along the side of the building, shattering a window or two and gaining speed exponentially. The ground approached quickly, growing with every passing millisecond, but at the last moment, Edward jumped from the wall, rotating upwards through the air around ninety degrees and landing on the ground feet first, continuing his momentum, he ran away from the building and into the street.
He would ask around first, see if anyone had seen a person in a strange gas-mask, perhaps hope that he came across them during this. He began scanning the east side of the city, looking around alleys and abandoned buildings, the most common place for a hiding criminal to be.
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