Monday, September 22, 2008
Arrested, part one
7:25 PM | Posted by
Warwriter Widow
Masonry stepped back with the crowd as the PPD shoved them all away from the bank in Independence Port. Allegedly the villain Red Maiden had taken hostages and broken into the vault, and was expected to make her exit in some violent way.
"Step back," the PPD cop snarled at the crowd.
Masonry milled around with the civilians, watching from the sidelines. Then someone gasped and pointed up - a man lit down in front of the bank.
"Stronghold," someone said.
Masonry gazed at the hero, his hair pulled back into a severe pony tail, making him look more serious than ever. His cape billowed in the sea breeze, as he regarded the bank door.
"He'll get her," said a woman.
"He'll keep her in a bubble and that'll be the end of it," said a man disgustedly.
"Why," asked another man next to him, "looking for some action?"
A man next to Masonry folded his arms across his chest. "Be careful what you wish for," he said quietly.
"Boring," retorted the disgusted man.
"But effective," said Masonry. "He's a cop, not a vigilante."
Just as the disgusted man turned to face him, the doors burst open and a very large woman in red with a hammer and sickle emblazoned on her chest stepped out. Stronghold turned on his own force field in an instant response.
"You vill attempt to stop me," she said loudly.
The man next to him groaned. "Wrong accent," he said. "Russians don't say that..."
Stronghold said nothing as he thrust a bubble at her, knocking her back into the bank. The crowd cheered. The large woman's hands suddenly started to glow and she barreled out of the bank's doors, heading right toward Stronghold. Stronghold's shields held easily. The woman roared and kept pounding at Stronghold. He let loose with a small blast, again, knocking her backwards. This only enraged her further.
"This is going to be really boring, really fast."
Some in the crowd murmured agreement, as the fight progressed to a near stalemate, with the woman getting slightly closer and closer, and Stronghold knocking her away.
"Hell," Masonry said, and stepped back. The crowd moved a little for him. He went to a tree and broke off a large branch, then headed back to the crowd. They parted ways as he stepped forward through the crowd. He glanced at the PPD and broke past him, running into the fray. The PPD cop yelled at him, but he didn't care, this fight needed to end before both of them were weakened.
Masonry slammed Red Maiden across the side of her head with his branch and immediately broke it. Red Maiden turned to look at him. "Ah, a real fight!" she said. She punched at him, and he took the hit to his chest. It was harder than he thought, and knocked the wind out of him. Then another blast of energy came from Stronghold, knocking both of them over. Masonry struggled up first, and looked around for another makeshift mace. Stronghold blasted the woman as she was down, once, twice, and finally she did not get back up.
Masonry smiled at Stronghold, who glared at him fiercely. "Sergeant," he said coldly, "Arrest this man also, for interfering in police business."
In shock, Masonry stared at Stronghold. "Hih...Hisagi..." A PPD cop came up from behind and pulled his arm back. Masonry felt and heard the handcuffs around his wrist. "But..."
Hisagi turned his back on him.
"Step back," the PPD cop snarled at the crowd.
Masonry milled around with the civilians, watching from the sidelines. Then someone gasped and pointed up - a man lit down in front of the bank.
"Stronghold," someone said.
Masonry gazed at the hero, his hair pulled back into a severe pony tail, making him look more serious than ever. His cape billowed in the sea breeze, as he regarded the bank door.
"He'll get her," said a woman.
"He'll keep her in a bubble and that'll be the end of it," said a man disgustedly.
"Why," asked another man next to him, "looking for some action?"
A man next to Masonry folded his arms across his chest. "Be careful what you wish for," he said quietly.
"Boring," retorted the disgusted man.
"But effective," said Masonry. "He's a cop, not a vigilante."
Just as the disgusted man turned to face him, the doors burst open and a very large woman in red with a hammer and sickle emblazoned on her chest stepped out. Stronghold turned on his own force field in an instant response.
"You vill attempt to stop me," she said loudly.
The man next to him groaned. "Wrong accent," he said. "Russians don't say that..."
Stronghold said nothing as he thrust a bubble at her, knocking her back into the bank. The crowd cheered. The large woman's hands suddenly started to glow and she barreled out of the bank's doors, heading right toward Stronghold. Stronghold's shields held easily. The woman roared and kept pounding at Stronghold. He let loose with a small blast, again, knocking her backwards. This only enraged her further.
"This is going to be really boring, really fast."
Some in the crowd murmured agreement, as the fight progressed to a near stalemate, with the woman getting slightly closer and closer, and Stronghold knocking her away.
"Hell," Masonry said, and stepped back. The crowd moved a little for him. He went to a tree and broke off a large branch, then headed back to the crowd. They parted ways as he stepped forward through the crowd. He glanced at the PPD and broke past him, running into the fray. The PPD cop yelled at him, but he didn't care, this fight needed to end before both of them were weakened.
Masonry slammed Red Maiden across the side of her head with his branch and immediately broke it. Red Maiden turned to look at him. "Ah, a real fight!" she said. She punched at him, and he took the hit to his chest. It was harder than he thought, and knocked the wind out of him. Then another blast of energy came from Stronghold, knocking both of them over. Masonry struggled up first, and looked around for another makeshift mace. Stronghold blasted the woman as she was down, once, twice, and finally she did not get back up.
Masonry smiled at Stronghold, who glared at him fiercely. "Sergeant," he said coldly, "Arrest this man also, for interfering in police business."
In shock, Masonry stared at Stronghold. "Hih...Hisagi..." A PPD cop came up from behind and pulled his arm back. Masonry felt and heard the handcuffs around his wrist. "But..."
Hisagi turned his back on him.
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