Tracer raised her guard up. With the likes of Bane, Shao Kahn, and Ganondorf hounding the trucks, and Sam's warning that they were gunning for her, she had every right to be afraid.
"Nothing yet…" She muttered, "Can't let that stop me though."
She blinked to the other side of the street and continued on her way to keeping an eye out for any of those brutes.
"It feels… Quiet. Too quiet-"
"Oh please tell me that you aren't doing that stupid 'quiet too quiet' cliche."
Tracer turned around and saw Bane standing behind her, looking as if he ruled the world.
"Relájate, Pilota." Bane replied, "I'm not here to fight…"
Tracer glared at the man. She heard the stories from Batman. Bane wasn't someone to take lightly.
"That is, unless you are willing to let some people burn." Bane finished.
*BOOM!*
Tracer turned her head towards the source of the explosion.
"Tick-Tock. You have fifteen minutes to rescue everyone in that building before the second bomb goes off. It would take the bat five minutes to get there, pilota." Bane taunted, "It's them or me."
"This guy has some interesting snacks in his glove compartment. Did you know that?"
Thor sighed. Apparently, even without their abilities, Saiyans still had an enormous appetite. Sure, without his powers, Thor could eat an entire ham if he wanted to, but he didn't want to at the moment.
Not to mention that Vegeta was making a mess.
"Seriously, you want his gummi worms? I'm not exactly a fan."
"No thanks." Thor replied, making a mental note to leave some old Asgardian gold to help reimburse the owner for what was going on.
"Holy crap! This guy has Surgeon Simulator! Maybe I can finally get around to that freaking liver transplant that I never finished."
Thor rolled his eyes. As Donald Blake, he had a medical degree from Harvard University. That game was basically butchering the job. Sure, it was interesting, but they could have put in a bit more effort.
Eh, that was his opinion anyways.
"Seriously, when we get back, I'm popping this thing into my console, and getting those trophies!" Vegeta boasted.
"I'm sure you'll be a great surgeon." Thor sarcastically noted.
Tracer managed to get to the building in three minutes. There were already people on the ground, some on their phones, trying to contact help.
"Please get here! I'm not sure how many people are still in there!"
"Max? Max?" One woman cried out, "Oh gods! I think my boyfriend's still in there!"
Tracer looked towards the door, and blinked to build up speed to ram through it.
*CRASH!*
"Don't worry luvs!"Tracer said as she moved her goggles to cover her eyes, "The cavalry's 'ere!"
Tracer looked around, and saw a door that was blocked by debris.
"Help!"
Tracer rushed nearby the door, and took out her pistols, "Away from the door! I'll get it open!"
She waited until the footsteps ceased before opening fire on the door.
"Holy crap, it's Tracer!" A girl exclaimed.
"I can't believe it!" A boy, possibly her brother, trailed off
"Why couldn't we get someone who could put out the fire- ow!"
"Not the time for complaints. Is the door out safe?" One of them asked.
Tracer nodded and pointed to the exit.
"Thanks. There are four people trapped on the next floor. Please help them, one of them is my cousin's teacher." The woman requested before speed walking to the outside. She looked to her watch.
She spent two minutes doing that. Ten minutes left.
"Alright, hero time!"
Tracer rushed towards the stairs- or what was left of it, at least.
"Alright, let's bli" Tracer teleported, "-ink!" She started to rush towards the people in the building.
"Over here!" Tracer turned to see two people there, unable to cross due to the fallen floor. She could carry one at a time, and get them down the fallen stairs. But since she was carrying someone, she couldn't risk them falling into the Slipstream.
Tracer jumped across the gap, and grabbed the one closest to her, and hoisted him over her shoulder. She made a running start towards the gap, and jumped. Seeing a small platform to jump to, she quickly jumped towards it, and saw the exit.
"I can make it from here. Get the other guy!" The woman said.
Tracer nodded, and recalled to pull herself back to the platform to retrieve the other person.
"Goddammit!" Ganon shouted, "How many of these things are going to be decoys?"
"No clue." Bane replied, "But we go after el Diablo now."
"And the pilot?"
"She is busy trying to rescue some weaklings from a building that will explode in the next five minutes. The idiota walked into a trap. The Bat would have that figured out easily." Bane replied.
"Very crafty, Bane. Shao Kahn, would you want to perform a fatality on the driver?"
Shao Kahn chuckled darkly.
"With pleasure Ganon."
Tracer had managed to get everyone out. Clearing the path to the emergency exit, managing to blast a water tower to put out some intense flames, rescuing civilians.
Typical hero stuff.
Lena figured she had six minutes left to find the bomb, and stepped forward to look for it-
*CRACK!*
"Ah, bugger."
*CRASH!*
Tracer fell into the basement.
"Ugh, how did that thing only collapse now of all times?" Tracer asked, coughing a bit to get the soot and smoke out of her system.
"Ugh, I'm going to need some oxygen for that one." She said as she pulled herself up, "At least the FSM should have that stuff."
Tracer looked around and saw-
"The bomb!"
She rushed over to it, and saw something that shocked her.
"Only two minutes left! I gotta get this thing out of here!"
Tracer grabbed the bomb, and tore it off the ground and made her way to the exit.
"I think that's about everyone."
"What about Tracer?"
"She's a hero. She'll be fine-"
"Gangway!"
Everyone blinked for a moment.
"Was that…"
"Yes."
"Okay, just wanted to make sure."
Tracer ran. It was all she could do.
She needed to get the bomb away from the people.
She spotted a building that was pretty tall.
Now there was an idea.
Tracer raced towards the building, and used her parkour skills to jump to the top.
"Thirty seconds."
She jumped as far as she could. Blinking as many times as she could to the point where she had just enough energy to use her blasters.
6…
5…
She open fired to keep the bomb aloft as long as possible.
4…
3…
She fell to the ground, exhausted.
2…
1…
0…
*BOOM!*
The falling bits of debris scattered the skies.
"I'm down, luvs. Go on without me. The cavalry isn't coming to… day…"
X: This took a bit longer than I expected.
Wade: That wasn't the question, X. Now, again; where did it hurt?
X: I have no idea what you're talking about.
Pinkie: When your mom basically said she wanted a daughter instead of you. You said that you were in great pain, and wanted help.
X: No I didn't. And I have to work on the next chapter, because I have a feeling that this will spill over into the battle's premiere.
