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Something about what Ally said set Marcus off. "Now hold on, who said that you need superpowers to fight crime? I mean there are a bunch of examples of average people who fight crime without having powers. There's heroes like Batman, Daredevil, Ironman, Green Arrow, Hawkeye, Black Widow and that's just to name a few. Look I know these are all comic book characters but if there's one thing I've learned from my years of reading comics it's that there are all sorts of practical ways you can use to fight crime."

Marcus rubbed his face frantically, a habit of his for when he got excited. "Like for instance, Ally..." He said pointing two fingers at her. "...you have been fighting for years, ever since I've known you. You could easily kick the ass of most grown men I know, including my own! Or even you Alan, you're a fucking genius! You're a brilliant technological and logical thinker, even the police would love to have somebody like you."

He stood up at the table now, unable to control his excitement. He then turned his attention toward Aimee. "And even you know martial arts, not mention your training in first aid and CPR." Then he looked at Alvina. "You're an incredible gymnast who can perform physical acts that make my back hurt when I watch them, and you ALSO know how to fight. Let's not forget Trip here, who could probably beat all of us up at once!" He just noticed that Zoey was sitting down at the table as well, she must have showed up while Marcus busy fuming. "Then there's Zoey, who's a fantastic athlete! Heck even I know how handle a weapon and kick a little bit of butt!"

Marcus was chewing on his lip now, having worked himself up in a frenzy. He took a moment to breathe and calm down before he spoke again. "Look guys, we've all seen Spiderman. Now what's Uncle Ben's famous line before he dies?" The question was of course rhetorical as he planned on answering it himself. "With great power comes great responsibility! But see the thing people don't get about that line is that we all have great power. We all have the ability to do incredible things and make a difference in our community!" He looked around at all of his friends, hoping some of what he was saying was registering with them. "I just know that if I have to see another person I love get gunned down because of the crime in this city, knowing that ALL I DID was sit at home and watch Naruto and play FUCKING video games, I won't be able to sleep at night." Marcus buried his head in hands, his rant had left him feeling drained. He felt so badly like crying.
Crushed under the weight of your own crippling depression.
Marcus couldn't help but laugh at the idea of someone stealing a smoothie. "Man that's insane, how desperate do you have to be to steal a smoothie? Not to mention having a getaway car, how absurd! It makes me wonder if the whole thing was planned out, sort of GTA style. Like they had a board with everything mapped out, an escape route, contingency plans. Maybe they stole the car just for this heist, and what if they had a helicopter waiting for them? That would've been dope as fuck!"

Marcus stopped himself, realizing he was the only one interested in his hypothetical smoothie master thieves. Besides, regardless of the nature of the crime his friend had still been robbed. Ally was another victim of the crime wave that was taking over this city. "But for real, I know it sucks. When my dad got shot a few months back it hurt. Aside from losing my dad and struggling to keep the shop open, the loss of a sense of security really hits hard. I don't know if I was just too young and naive before to notice how bad the crime in this town was, or if it really just has started getting bad. But I just feel like I'm always on my toes now. I'm constantly looking over my shoulder and worrying that I could be mugged or get killed like my dad."

Tears started to form in the corner of Marcus' eyes. He thought about how bad things had been since his dad died. Cowl Comics and Games, the store his father had opened, was on the verge of closing down. Then again a lot of businesses were doing poorly in Long Beach these days since everybody preferred to stay in their homes and off the street. "These damn gangs are ruining this town. They're taking our freedom from us, making it hard for anybody to live around here. They just control our lives and there's nothing we can do about it. Damn cops aren't even helping and if they won't help then we're shit out of luck." Marcus stuffed some of his fries into his mouth in an effort to keep himself from sobbing. This is isn't what he wanted for his life, certainly not what his dad wanted.
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