I gestured to Hookwolf's destroyed body with a wayward gesture, "Shit just got real." I said slowly.

Dauntless floated off the ground, "At least you won't get in trouble for killing him, he was bound for the Birdcage, and is quite hard to contain." He swallowed, "But, the people in the building, I'm not sure how we will handle that."

I shrugged, I didn't really care for the people in the building. "I'm not talking about that."

Dauntless rolled his shoulders, "Are you sure? It seems rather important if we don't want to be arrested for homicide or murder." His voice still carried the agitated, what have I done, tone.

So, I showed him what I was talking about. Reaching out to my internal library of forms I grabbed, Hookwolf's, along with whatever clothes he was wearing, wasn't repeating that mistake again. Taking his form I felt the familiar shiver down my spine and his from was mine.

I twisted my neck, popping it, crossed my massive arms over my chest. Man Hookwolf had a lot of tattoos.

Dauntless stumbled back, "Fuck…" He swore. "How did you do that?"

I shrugged again, turning back to my prior body. "It's part of my power, shape-shifting, and replication. I tap a finger on my head, I have all his memories also." dropping my hand I added, "He was quite the nasty person."

"Fuck, yeah this is worse than killing over thirty people. If the PRT found out about what you can do… they would name you an A-class threat. We would have the Triumvirate all over us."

"Uh ok…" I didn't follow, What was an A-class threat? I would assume a big bad? But I didn't voice that. "What will we do?"

Dauntless sighed, "We call it in and leave. No reason to stick around." he gave one more glance to the demolished building and floated up into the air while pulling his phone from a hidden pocket.

Me? I just walked off in the night hoping not to get lost on my way back to the building.
Dauntless and I met up the next morning at our building, I say morning because when we got back it was three in the morning. I avoided the crowds of reporters camped out by turning into a rat and scurrying into the building. It's amazing how many small spaces I could squeeze through, after all I could be thinner than a sheet of paper.

Dauntless presumably avoided the press by flying. Next on my list was steal a cape's flight powers. Which wasn't going to be too hard with what we were going to do next.

"We are going to attack the E88? At one of their rallies?" I asked once Dauntless floated the plan by me.

"Yes, hopefully, the death of Hookwolf will not set Kaiser into hiding," answered Dauntless, he was out of costume, wearing jeans and a white t-shirt. I had mimicked him, now in human form, with clothes on.

"When, and were?"

"Down south, in the Commercial District, in the old car garage. It's on the twenty-eighth. Kaiser is supposed to make an appearance, his first since Leviathan. I heard the topics will be Empire is strong, kill Asians and other minorities." Dauntless smiled, predatory thing, "And a surprise visit from Dauntless and the Usurper."

I laughed, "They won't know what hit them." I leveled a half-serious look at him, "Just don't drop a building on them."

Dauntless looked hurt, "Yeah…" He trailed off at the end. I frowned, was that now how to tease someone? I mean they were just nazis.

The next several days passed peacefully, I stayed inside the building doing nothing, it wasn't that hard. Dauntless went out a couple of times he talked with the press, with the PRT, and with some world leaders over a teleconference.

It was on the twenty-seventh that I decided to head out. My destination, Leviathan, I was curious, I hadn't seen him since I killed him. How was my old pal doing?

I left the building still in my human form, which now that I think about, was not the best disguise. I should have done the rat thing again. As some reporters asked me about The Usurper and Dauntless because apparently if you come out of the same building as them you must know them. I ignored them, besides throwing in a good word for myself every now and then. You know "The Usurper is awesome, just awesome, he is doing a lot for this country."

Eventually, I made it to Leviathan's corpse. He was still dead, I kicked him a couple of times. Laughed at the mustache and glasses painted on his face. Stared at the holes in his body made by me, they were quite big, but got smaller the deeper they went.

I looked over at the Memorial, a simple slab of marble, with the names of the fallen carved on them. I did recognize any of the names. Three sloppily carved names occupied a blank space. They didn't look all too exciting so I left them. Only stopping to give Leviathan one more kick.

This time I did the rat thing. Avoiding all the reporters, could these people give up? It had to have been at least a week now?

On the twenty-eighth we were ready, I was the one to give the initial plan for the attack, but Dauntless was the one to work out the kinks. My version was simply, there were no real working parts, no countermeasures for unforeseen events. And it could be summed up in two words. Drop me. You see, I realized that if I was dropped from a great height I could cause catastrophic damage. Especially when one can control the weight and shape of their body.

Dauntless looked at that plan and said, there needs to be more, thus more was added. Time of drop, location of the drop, what I was supposed to do once dropped. Also what Dauntless was supposed to do after dropping me.

I went over the plan once I had hit the ground once more. Dauntless had told me that once I hit the ground I was to terminate Crusader first, supposedly his ghosts… were annoying to fight. Then Night and Fog, whichever was closer, he said. I wondered if Night would be able to transform? Dauntless said line of sight, but I can see in every direction, so? Kreig was next, while not overly powerfully he was supposedly experienced.

I stopped my train of thought while I focused on transforming. A cone, it was my choice shape. Long, thin, and deadly. I sliced through the air, making a whistling sound.

I could see the tiny car garage get bigger and bigger as I came closer to it. How many capes were done there? I ran through the names of the E88: Crusader, Othala, Purity, Stormtiger, Kaiser, Cricket, Night, Fog, Alabaster, Victor, Kreig, Fenja, Menja, and Rune. What was Rune's power? Ah yes, she controlled stuff that she touched right.

There was the most unholy crashing sound as I sliced into the concrete. There were also screams, yes, lots of screams. Kind of like what do you do when a giant shape shifting monster rips a hole in the floor of the car garage you're holding a rally in? Screaming is the most common answer, followed by fleeing. Doesn't matter how macho you are, the shapeshifting demon will kill you. So your best bet is to run, hiding won't work, because I would probably destroy whatever you're hiding behind.

Like a demon straight out of hell, I stepped out of the giant gaping hole I had created. Above and below me the entire building shuddered. Concrete dust floated in the air around me, like a smoky filament. I only waited for a couple of seconds to pass before I spoke, over the screams of the dying, and the yelling those that tried to help I projected my voice.

"The end is nigh!" I called out to the assembled but not so assembled crowd. "You can not repent for you have been judged guilty!" I may have not said that exact line, but it was pretty damn close.

I exploded out like some sort of Cthulhu monster. A shifting mass of the tentacles arms and eyes just for looks. Dauntless off course stole the show, or at least he tried to as he burst through the ceiling on the other side of the room, by the stage, I could barely make out. Again like I had said before he was like a vengeful angel, shining with bright light welding power that no human should have.

He said something that I wasn't paying attention to, as I was too focused on crossing the room to where Crusader was. The nazi villain created more and more ghostly images of himself most of which headed for me. Others stayed by him, probably to protect him. As I brushed past some of them I began to spread myself out, inky darkness spreading across the ground from where my feet touched.

I slide across the ground as a spectral crusader swiped a spear at my face. Dauntless had told me that I could not harm them, but they could harm me. Thus dodging was the best way to go. However, I had to be careful as, if my feet left the ground I would lose my connection to the ground. Yes, I could reestablish it, but that would take some of my focus away from the fight.

I swerved out of the way of another spear even as I smirked my ground body? Floor body? Whatever it was had reached Crusader and he hadn't noticed. I wretched my hand up just for show as a spear of… me? Rose from the ground impaling him from the lower back before coming out of his chest. Like with Hookwolf before I quickly sent a bit of my body to his brain to copy his powers. His power was dumb, create spectral clones that I wouldn't even fully control.

Looked around for Fog and Night, finding them fighting Dauntless, along with Kaiser, Menja, and what was it? Jenja or was it Fenja? Eh, not important I decided as Dauntless decapitated one of them with his Arclance.

Alright so if Dauntless was taking care of Fog and Night that left... Kreig. Yeah there was other parahumans but-

That was as far as my train of thought got before a block of concrete slammed into me. I was thrown back into a wall and through the wall. Would have gone farther if I hadn't dug my feet into the ground, my hands firmly clasping the block, with barely any effort I threw it off to the side. Were thousands of pounds of concrete landed on the floor dropping down a level.

Before me standing on a platform of concrete was Rune. swirling around her was pieces of concrete.

I laughed as I brushed concrete powder off myself. Throwing concrete at me was going to do nothing, thus I laughed. It was deep bellowing laughter, that if I had been human I would have been doubling over.

I quoted something, I didn't know what it was but I said it, "You have no power here!" my words echoed through the utterly ruined car garage. I paused, wait didn't whomever say those words get beat?

If I had a face I would have smirked but with a face incapable of showing human facial expression I just tilted my head to the side. From the ground surrounding myself and Rune even though she was across the room inky black spikes rose from the ground.

Hopefully they would impede her movement enough for me to get over there before her fly concrete sped her off to safety.

My hands began to shift as I changed them into blades. I ran forward, merging in and out of the spikes I had covered the room. They acted like a liquid, bending around me or just merging with my body for the sparse amount of time I was in contact with them.

But for the Nazi? They acted like steel pillars impeding every moment she tried to make. Already they had stopped several pieces of concrete from being hurled at me. Her movement became more panicked as I closed in.

She tried to use her floating pieces of concrete to destroy the pillars. However, they were part of my body and were therefore subject to my regeneration.

Every amount of damage that she could do was healed in a matter of seconds. Heck they were healing as she was destroying them.

I pushed my feet against the ground shattering it into a thousand pieces through the force I exhorted.

My body rocked through the air Rune used a slab of concrete to try and force me off the path to absolutely destroying her. My hands extend out cutting the slab into pieces. Under her hood I could see her mouth open into a soundless scream as my blade cut through her neck. It punctured her jugular before I made it curved. It struck right through her skull into her brain. I searched through her brain finding the extra part that contained the powers.

Blood leaked out her mouth and throat as I rummaged through her head taking everything of use, copying it down inside my mental library.

I had been human I would have felt sorrow for how her life turned out. As I saw all the actions she took, all the mistakes she made that lead her to be a villain. However, I wasn't truly human anymore. In those moment all I could think of was that her power was utterly useless, it only had one function, and it had stupid limitations on it.

My brain searching was interrupted as Dauntless destroyed something important and I felt the whole building shake. Or at least I was pretty sure it was Dauntless, as I didn't think anyone else had a record of destroying buildings.

I looked over just in time to see him sparta kick Kaiser across the room. Menja, or was it Fenja? Well whichever one was not beheaded right away lay broken upon the ground. A mass of bloody pulp. That also looked quite cooked.

I could see any other of the E88 capes though. Where was Purity and Kreig, the lieutenants?

My question was answered as a blast of light hit me in the head. It knocked me off my feet sending my spawling onto the ground. I felt some of my face melt off, through it quickly healed I still noticed and took note. This was a power I wanted.