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Fandom Heroes Rising

Connor heard the shot fired, he wasn't sure it mattered until suddenly the rubber of the tire blew to pieces and his front wheel was suddenly shooting sparks up at him. Slamming on the brakes, he dismounted the bike and took a closer look at the wheel. He could see a hole going straight through it. Someone had shot out his tire. He had a bad feeling about this. Drawing an arrow from his quiver, he nocked it onto the bow and began looking around.
 
Sly smiled at Connor's reaction. He obviously hadn't seen him, which gave him just a little bit more time to play before he went back to his place. Sly changed his snipers focus so that he could clearly see Connor before he aimed at the arrow's tip and fired, blowing it off.
 
Connor nearly dropped his bow when he felt the vibration from the round blowing off the tip of the arrow. This time he knew which direction the shot came from. A quick tap to the side of his mask turned the night vision on. Not bothering to remove the broken arrow from the bow, Connor quickly nocked another arrow onto it, drew the bow back, and loosed both the broken and unbroken arrows in the direction from which the shot had been fired.
 
Sly dropped his assault rifle and laughed as he watched Connor. This is fun! I should do this more- Woah! Sly grabbed the first tipped arrow as it shot out at him before the second dug itself in his chest. Sly grimaced and looked down at the arrow. "Oh! Oh! Oh! I know you didn't just shoot me with an arrow! I know you didn't just shoot me!" Sly pulled the arrow out his torso as the hole closed up. Sly dropped the first arrow as he jumped off the building and landed onto a fire escape before he slid down the ladder and hit the ground with a loud thud. Sly spun around and whipped out his SMG's, raining lead onto Connor. Sly let out a maniacal laugh as he did so, just to show he was having fun.
 
Connor had almost no time to react. A bullet penetrated through his shoulder and another grazed his side. Quickly, Connor dropped and rolled off into an alleyway and hid behind a dumpster. Who the hell is this guy? And was he laughing?! Connor grimaced in pain as he put a hand up on his shoulder. Shaking his head, he nocked another arrow, this time one with a small explosive attached to the tip. With a couple deep breaths, he jumped out of his cover, ran into the street, and shot the arrow at the guy firing the guns at him. It landed at the guy's feet, a beeping signaling a count down.
 
Sly continued to shoot, a wide spread smile on his face before he he finally heard the beeping. SHIT, SHIT, SHIT! Sly did one flip back wards before jumping into the air, curling up into a ball. He was thrown into a stores display area by the force of the blast, glass digging into his arms. Sly slid himself out of the case, pulling shards of glass out of his arms, as he reached into his pouch, pulled out a circular flashbang., and tossed it into the alley with Connor.
 
A bright flash of light and a loud boom took Connor by surprise. He ducked back behind the dumpster, dropped to his knees and put his hands on his head, dropping his bow in the process. Fumbling around with his right hand, he managed to turn off the night vision, but he still couldn't see, and his ears were ringing. Damn it! Stupid flash bang! Who the hell is this guy!? Feeling around on the ground, he found his bow, nocked an arrow, and loosed it blindly in the direction he thought the guy was. He just needed enough time to get his senses back.
 
Sly tilted his head to the side to avoid being hit by the arrow as he walked forward. He pulled out one of his sabers from it's sheath and stroked it. "This guy better have a bounty or something on his head.... I nearly got blown up...." A smile grows on his face as he approaches Connor. "Hey.... Are you gonna shoot me with another arrow?"
 
Connor's vision finally cleared, and got quickly to his feet and nocked another arrow. “That depends. Are you going to shoot me again?” he asked, his voice now being modulated to sound lower. “I really hate being shot. It kind of hurts.”
 
"Well, it kinda hurts to get blown into a window and shot with arrows. Okay... How about this. I agree to stop shooting you, you agree to not shoot me. Deal?" Sly held out a hand.
 
Connor knew better than to trust someone who was willing to shoot at him, but he couldn't help but smile as the guy offered his hand. “You really think I'm going to shake your hand? I'll agree not to shoot you, but I'm not shaking your hand." Connor lowered his bow, but kept the arrow on it, just in case. "Besides... I nearly got blown up tonight too. You know anything about that?”
 
Where the hell am I?


I have removed you from your form.


You killed me?



It is more alike to an astral projection.


MY BODY IS GONE!


And?


I'M A GHOST!


No.


No?



No. You just have to choose a new form.


...really?



Yes.


Oh yeah, this is gonna be cool.


Let me explain how the power works.


Oh come on...


(
Just so you realise I'm still here, just waiting for the right moment).
 
Sly frowned and dropped his hand. "No..... But now I wish I was... I mean, how dare someone use explosions!? That's my thing! Oh I swear that when I catch whoever tried to blow you up without my permission..."
 
Connor's smile only got wider. Though this guy tried to kill him, he was amusing. “Get in line. I was lied to by some anonymous phone call I got earlier tonight. Sent me to a warehouse full of explosives.” Connor said. His smile slowly faded. “Look, I like fighting as much as the next guy but, how about we call this one a draw? We can try to kill each other another night,” he said, his smile slowly returning.
 
Atom said:
"I'd appreciate it if you didn't put words in my mouth Blake. I never said I was perfect, far from it. I can only heal, I'm useless in a fight. And we're not fucking with the snake. That guy is powerful and we're not even remotely prepared. We need something like a hideout. Just give me a minute to think..." Lucien said as he walked over.
@AvidElmV2


Waiting on your response)
 
Sly pouted and stomped his feet on the ground. "But why!?!?" He wrapped his arms around his chest and sighed. "Fine.... But just this one time. But..... Only if I can help you find the guy that tried to blow you up! I'm gonna teach him a lesson for using my trademark move....."


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Blake looked to Lucien. "I didn't say you said you were perfect, but from the way you were speaking, it seemed like that's what you were suggesting." As Blake looked back to the burning building they had just escaped from, he couldn't help but feel a sense of fear..... The villain's were multiplying. And they weren't the least bit prepared.


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Goblin stopped soon enough and dropped down until he was in earshot of Wrath. "You know, I should have known this, being a genius and all, but you don't know the address huh?" After face palming, Goblin told Wrath the where the warehouse was before he gave a solemn salute and flew off.
 
Wrath, upon hearing Goblin's words, sped off going as fast as a chopper could towards the new address. Genius my a- Wrath had thought before swerving and almost running someone over. Ya I am a villain but I don't kill innocents for no reason. The true Barbarian way. He smirked to himself he had no idea when Goblin was going to get there but he kept going.


@Roo
 
AvidElmV2 said:
Sly pouted and stomped his feet on the ground. "But why!?!?" He wrapped his arms around his chest and sighed. "Fine.... But just this one time. But..... Only if I can help you find the guy that tried to blow you up! I'm gonna teach him a lesson for using my trademark move....."
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Blake looked to Lucien. "I didn't say you said you were perfect, but from the way you were speaking, it seemed like that's what you were suggesting." As Blake looked back to the burning building they had just escaped from, he couldn't help but feel a sense of fear..... The villain's were multiplying. And they weren't the least bit prepared.


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Goblin stopped soon enough and dropped down until he was in earshot of Wrath. "You know, I should have known this, being a genius and all, but you don't know the address huh?" After face palming, Goblin told Wrath the where the warehouse was before he gave a solemn salute and flew off.
"We're no where near prepared. We need a base. A real base." Lucien muttered.


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Rage and Gore were waiting at the ware house for goblin, amusing themselves by watching the two big guys fight.


"I guy twenty on Riley, you?" Rage asked, laying twenty on a table between them.

Tercesasti said:
Wrath, upon hearing Goblin's words, sped off going as fast as a chopper could towards the new address. Genius my a- Wrath had thought before swerving and almost running someone over. Ya I am a villain but I don't kill innocents for no reason. The true Barbarian way. He smirked to himself he had no idea when Goblin was going to get there but he kept going.
@Roo
(She has no idea what to do. Tell her.)
 
"Then he'll have no problem paying me." Heather leaned back in her seat, a little exhausted with the current events. "Tell me, what kind of corporation do you work for?" Heather looked at the man, or robot, or man robot. Her mind wandered about money, but also about him. Very philosophical questions came to mind such as; Does he feel? Is he more man than machine? Does he have a genitalia?
 
Atom said:
"We're no where near prepared. We need a base. A real base." Lucien muttered.
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Rage and Gore were waiting at the ware house for goblin, amusing themselves by watching the two big guys fight.


"I guy twenty on Riley, you?" Rage asked, laying twenty on a table between them.


(She has no idea what to do. Tell her.)
"Forty on them both dying," replied Alexio, taking out a pair of $20 bills and placing them on the table, an evil grin on his face.
 
Huntrey said:
"Then he'll have no problem paying me." Heather leaned back in her seat, a little exhausted with the current events. "Tell me, what kind of corporation do you work for?" Heather looked at the man, or robot, or man robot. Her mind wandered about money, but also about him. Very philosophical questions came to mind such as; Does he feel? Is he more man than machine? Does he have a genitalia?
(THAT LAST ONE! LOLOLOL)


"We're private. Technically we don't exist. But we won't be paying you. We'll fund you. You can use our money for whatever you need. We have plenty. As well as nothing we really need." Raiden replied.


"Also I see how you're watching me. This is just a suit. But I can't take it off until Eagle finds a way to stabilize the nano bots in my body." He said.
 
Daimao said:
"Forty on them both dying," replied Alexio, taking out a pair of $20 bills and placing them on the table, an evil grin on his face.
"I'd change that. They won't die. They're under order not to mortally wound the other and I'm not done with them yet anyways." Rage replied.
 
Atom said:
"I'd change that. They won't die. They're under order not to mortally wound the other and I'm not done with them yet anyways." Rage replied.
Alexio smiled. "I don't remember saying that they would kill eachother. Only that they would die." He said, his smile unwavering.
 
Daimao said:
Alexio smiled. "I don't remember saying that they would kill eachother. Only that they would die." He said, his smile unwavering.
"We're going to have problems if you kill them. I need them still and it's hard to find good slaves." Rage said with a frown.
 

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