Blaze Force stepped down to street level and was again lost amongst all the city had to offer. Deciding to head in a leftward sort of direction he found himself facing a fence. Being a super hero may grant super strength to some extent, but he doubted he could jump over his own body height. Following the fence left he came to its end, after travelling through some form of parkland strip. Ahead of him was the empty expanse of a car park, but on the low brick wall separating it from the road sat a person. It was odd, he couldn't tell if this person was a civilian or not. Reaching into his pocket he removed a small box. Inside the box sat two contact lenses he had received upon arrival and neglected to put in.
As soon as the second lens met his eye Blaze's world seemed to change, above beings were names and in the case of some, green and blue bars. Those with the bars also seemed to have different coloured names. From where he stood Blaze Force could see a White name, a yellow name and above some form of security robot a purple name, just too far away to make out. Closest to him was the yellow name. Deciding yellow was likely to mean he could handle it Blaze launched a fireball at the figure below it, a death head buckshot. Seemingly from nowhere the opponent drew a shotgun, but not before another ball of flames, this one a fire blast by proper name. The opponent still remained upright, and without any further ranged attacks Blaze ran at the target, charging an energy thrust as he did, slamming it into the thug and launching him backwards.
After these attacks the green bar had declined noticeably, but still only about half way. Fire blast had recharged, he could feel it, and without hesitation launched it into the baddy. Energy thrust was back now, and he ran in for another shot, punting the hapless crook into the middle of the road. A fireball and he was finished. From his belt, quick as a flash a tiny device launched itself onto the crook and he began to disappear. According to an account of the battle that had been scrolling down his left eyepiece that shotgun totting buffoon had been arrested.
"Arrested? He should be dead; I just let him on fire and threw him six yards onto the road, and you tell me he's only arrested?" It was then that Blaze Force noticed a pain in his chest. Looking down there was a small amount of blood on his shirt, but nothing else except the pain to signal damage. Apparently both his clothing and skin magically restitched themselves. Or was it a genetic mutation? He had no idea, everything was moving so fast. He was having trouble keeping up.
"Kill the Hero!" The voice came from behind him, as did the sound of a gun being fired and a searing pain where the bullet met flesh. Momentarily in agony Blaze Force almost fell to the ground. Deciding that was a bad idea when the pain eased a second later he spun around, already launching his first fire blast in the direction of the voice. Two white names, a gravedigger slicer and a gravedigger brawler.
The brawler scored the fiery attack in the face and immediately his green bar hit the halfway point. Attacking with a fireball the brawler fell to the ground and another device flew from his belt, a replacement ready in its slot the second the skull's minion disappeared. The fireball had also hit the slicer, who was down on his health, three quarters already gone. Running towards him Blaze hit him in the chest with energy thrust and blaster him into a parked car. Both his bars reached Zero and he began to fade. An odd feeling overcame the new hero at that moment and a blinding light surrounded him, accompanied with a feeling of great strength, speed and intellect and a loud noise, almost a ringing. The left contact lens informed him he was ready for security level three and should visit a trainer. That had been easy; perhaps this would all be a quick ride after all.
Running towards the nearest stairs up to city hall Blaze sprinted to Ms. Liberty, stopping by her and grinning. "Hi again. My contact lens thing tells me I'm ready for the next security level." Ms. Liberty seemed to do a double take. "Already? Okay, this level comes with two enhancement slots for existing powers., You know enhancements work correct? Either they come in training form, or specialised forms to suit your origin, now, which powers would you like the two slots to go to?"
Blaze was slightly disappointed, he had wanted more powers, but he didn't let it show. "Oh... Well I guess I'd like them on my two current fire powers, one each. Is that doable?" The enquiry was met with a raised eyebrow and almost impatient look. "Well okay then, hold still." A strange feeling overcame him and he felt room open up to enhancements for those powers, which would have been an odd sensation at the best of times. "Thanks Ms. Liberty."
"No problem." Replied the trainer. "You should also consider visiting Antonio Nash over at G.I.F.T. For missions and a store, to buy enhancements and the such, here, I'll mark it on your nav." A small beep emanated from Ms. Liberty's eye and a small red arrow was attached to Blaze's lens, pointing him in the correct direction.
"Thanks." And with no further words Blaze was off, running around the statue of atlas, feeling a bit on the battered side, watching other, more powerful heroes than himself fly above, or leap phenomenal distances, or dash at incredible speeds. Everywhere he looked more amazing feats were performed and more awe-inspiring Heroes were to be seen. One day he would be like one of them, and he would fly or jump or run, even possibly teleport, and inspire further heroes to greatness. Although for the amount of heroes around the crime rate sure never dropped.
Reaching the city hall doors Blaze Force composed himself, stood a little straighter and opened the door into the busy life of the Paragon city officials, and of the modern superhero. It was time to get a mission, and begin on his path to saving the world, one damsel at a time.