1.4
Help Me I'm going to Die!
Welp, that was a bad idea.
Luckily, auto-speed kicks in, and the truck is suddenly at a crawl. Gravity is still pulling me down normally, so I hit the ground at what must be inhuman speed. Time Travel is, infact, bullshit. I think I can hear Clockblocker from here.
A quick side step, and I'm watching the truck speed by me. The hole closed behind me. Not sure how that happened. Regardless, I stop to admire the passing of the trucks. Obliging me, time goes to an almost normal speed. I think that I can safely say I've picked up Zoom's powerset after this.
The trucks immediately screech to a halt. Not sure how they did that. Tinker made breaks? The back door of the last one opens up and a squad of PRT troops swarm out. The lead one points his gun at me, some kind of bastard child of the flamer from Fallout. It doesn't even take until the liquid starts spewing out that I know what it is. Containment foam, and while I escaped from it last time, my shenanigans have left me tired, and I don't feel like doing it again.
Stepping out of the line of fire, it's almost comical to see his expression slowly pop onto his face as he realises he missed. Then his buddies open fire. I know that this time that I can evade, even with the slowly forming ice around me, but said ice indicates that a cape has gotten involved. As is, more are probably on their way. Even now, a green guy has popped into existence, with a girl clad in black and white accompanying him. What's the phrase? Beg for forgiveness later?
Either way, I'm already moving as Green and White are getting oriented. A guy in blue and white on top of the truck indicates the likely ice cape, so I head that way first. A quick punch to his back should solve that. When I punch him, I meet some kind of resistance. Careful not to press against it, I pull back before my fist goes through it and into his back. Time flashes back to normal for an instant, enough to see him collapse. A quick check for pulse says he's not dead, and there's no bleeding. Evidently I used the right amount of force. Everyone is turning to fight me, but we're interrupted by a shout from the prison transport.
"Something's wrong with the restraints!" Evidently, prison guy is more important, cause Green blinks over there, and then inside the now propped open door.
The containment foam guys are hold their fire for now, and while White looks like she wants to rip my throat out, she doesn't move. And then there's an almost too loud sound of boots hitting the ground behind me, and the voice from earlier speaks out.
"Thanks for the help, good chap." I turn just in time to see the prisoner give me a jaunty wave, before disappearing with Green. Shit.
More pressing is the hoarse cry of "Take him down!" from behind me. Blue flashes. and I see the start of containment foam being shot my way. Even the guys with regular guns look like they're about to open fire. I need to end this now. I move, off the truck, and began punching the guys as i go. 1,2,3,4,5,6, and then the containment foam guys. I turn on my heels after the last one is down, and throw a punch towards White, but instead of resistance, my fist just goes through her. Concentration lost, I quickly pull back my hand and drop back to normal speed, only to get nailed in the back.
The pain is more intense than I've ever felt, and I'm knocked off my feet. The word sniper flashes through my mind, though as I fall , I see some grunt with a rifle. And then some wave or something passes over my body, and I'm at full speed again. I see red, and launch myself from my crouch on the road, propelling my fist into the guy's face. At the last second I remember about not pushing against the resistance. It's just in time, and instead of my fist destroying his face, I merely treated to a sickening crack as his nose is pushed inwards. By the time he hits the ground, I've already processed what I've done. By the time his head bounces off the pavement twice, I'm already gone.