Battle of the titans (Dansen, Conall341, Sparrow, and flashzune)

The beast was currently fighting a gang of criminals who were big in the drugs buisness. Using his skills he was able to subdue all of them with ease and to call the police. Checking his phone he saw that he had just enough time to bag one more criminal. Keeping himself moving he began to wonder who he was going to find along the streets of New York at night.

THe beast wondered why he was even in New York. His sister won a trip here but The beast had no reason to tag along. When he heard that his sister had won the trip The beast started packing his bags. Once he got on the roof he laid on his back and looked up at the stars. He knew time was of the essense when catching criminals but he was kind of curious about why he included himself on the trip.

Edward was in all places, New York. He was here hundreds of years before when it was just a small village, and he was amazed to what it came to. He heard that it was the largest city, so his mind eventually strayed to how many people would live in a cramped city. As always death was on his mind, it pretty much came with the job description. He walked towards the buildings and began hearing the ear shattering sound of the cars honking. Already he hated this place, however once he has his mind on killing, he wont stop until he has done the deed. When he eventually got to a side road bordering the emense city. He was stopped almost immediately, it was obvious that he was wanted for the gruesome crimes he had done, and now he had a glock pointing at his head.
"Freeze you sick son of a...."
Edward grabbed the neck of this police officer mid conversation, Edward put down his black hood that was shrouding his face in darkness as he wanted the man to see the face that was killing him, the fear in the policeman's face would be noticeable to even the most simplest of people.
"I've watched many people die, but they never get to see my face while I kill them."
Edward started rotting the policeman from the inside. Then he dropped the shell of the policeman and walked slowly towards the middle of the city.

Edward got the city with no police officers insight, only a few civilians staring at him, this was expected as his current attire wasn't fitting for the city, but this was his signature outfit, he wouldn't change for nobody. When he Eventually got to a largely populated park in the city, he started laughing, some citizens must have thought he was a performer as they started to follow and circle around him. Edward looked around at the people thinking they would get a show, he stuck his fist into the ground and started rotting the park around him. The civilians were in shock and stood still as they watched the grass, flowers and earth rot under their feet. Then, he used death energy within him to summon his scythe, it was a massive long polearm with a huge blade at the end of it, it was too late for them to run.

Edward swung the scythe, again and again. The civilians were now unrecognizable lying in a bloody mess in the middle of a rotting dead park.
"I CAN FEEL THE POWER GROWING!!!"
Edward walked around the park finding and killing anyone and anything that moved, there was no witness' and no survivors.
He stared at a statue sitting in the middle of the park, and was dazed by it...

The night was like any other in a town like New York, It was dark and filled with the worse kind of criminal and though many of heroes still played a role in the city the backstreets and alleyways were always filled with scum that need to be cleaned from its streets. Dynamo had been up dealing with these criminal elements for a good few hours, his time usually consisted of taking out low level dealers or thugs looking to rough up a few people on there way home. For his time in New York Dynamo had been doing plenty in the way of taking out the trash but tonight he was restless, it was too quiet and after scaring a few members of what seemed to be a bigger gang back where they belonged the young hero simply had to run along the cities rooftops hoping something would come along the way.

"Its not a good thing to be bored..." The vigilante thought this to himself as he ran along the rooftops keeping a steady pace while scouting all around him, the sensation he had seemed to be akin to that of a calm before the storm he had heard so much about in movies and books, his nervousness did not subsided as he went across the city looking for some action. It was only an hour into his rooftop patrol when he stumbled on a couple of cops out in an alleyway seemingly waiting for something. The young man soon got his answer when he overheard on the radio in the car cry out to be heard "All officers in the area we've got a meta-human emergency in the park deaths reported hostile extremely dangerous do any officers respond..." The emergency made it loud and clear that something was going down in the park and without a second thought Dynamo was off like a bolt of lightning in the direction of the disturbance.

He had felt this coming and was now even more nervous about what was to occur, "Get yourself together if you slip up you die" These words rung out in his head again there was no time to over think only time to react. "Lets hope I get there in time before something happens..."

As he neared the park he jumped on rooftops and sped across distances he would have at first paced himself before hand previously and it was here in the dark he saw a figure lying on one of the roofs seemingly looking up at the stars at night he had no time to stop so he leaped over the figure as he got to he roof that the person was lying on all the while saying "Sorry don't mind me just off to work" He was nearing the park and the death and destruction around was bad.... He had to deal with the threat before it was too late....

New York City,the big apple as some called it was abuzz with activity this late at night and here I was drinking it up like some kind of fine wine. True yesterday I had dealt with a less than savory situation but today I was gonna enjoy myself; avoid any dummies who would ruin it. This was supposed to be my night, the first nights of many. ” A jog through the park sounds excellent .” I chirped cheerily picking up my pace a bit as the crisp looking park came into view, lampposts illuminating it wonderfully. My wings ached to be free and allow me to take off into the sky.

I was going to enjoy myself, until I heard the screaming. People were screaming bloody murder;what the hell was happening? Quickening my pace I walked faster into the park until a sickening sound stopped me. Looking down I nearly threw up as my eyes fell upon the disembodied head of a young woman; breath catching in my throat as I tried not to scream. Someone had killed people here and I had no idea who had done it nor why. Was the killer still around and would I have to fight him? What could I do if this person was one of those superhuman freaks, villains or whatever they called themselves.

”Help! Somebody help!” I called out loudly hoping anyone would hear as I looked down where there were even more dead bodies in horrible shape. A killer was definatly out here and if he heard me, I would have to fight him. Could I fight a man that could kill this many people and leave them in such a shape? I was made to be a deadly warrior but my body was not superhuman; I was not some sort of ultimate soldier. In fact I was made to be mass produced, wings and everything.

Everything within my body screamed for me to run away but I looked down at the corpses of two more people, one slice in half while the other was cut into pieces. If I were not sued to something like that,todays lunch would have been lost long ago. The sounds of sirens sounded off in the distance and I knew that they would be here soon. That was when I saw the man in the black hood staring at a statue. Whatever he was doing,I had a feeling he was the one behind all of this.

”Hey you!” I called to him with my all business voice. ” Did you kill all of these people?” I demanded sounding brave. Was I seriously playing hero again? My wings were so close to breaking through this jacket and forcing me to fly away.

After that episode in Pittsburgh, I decided to return to New York to repair myself. Due to the damage done my CPU, my HUD was still crackling. I almost rode my bike off of a freeway on my way back from Pennsylvania. So I parked my bike near a bar in upstate New York and took a cab home. The cab driver was smoking a cigarette and poorly attempting to make conversation, but I ignored those attempts and focused on the trip home. As we stop at a red light near Queens, I could faintly pick up the sound of a police radio. "All units, All units,pleased be advised. 621 in progress, repeat, we have a 621 in progress.Location is 82nd Park, Manhattan. Proceed with caution." 621, what did that mean? I slid open the fiberglass door separating the driver from myself. "Hey, what does the police code 621 mean? "Oh, it's paranormal disturbance. That means some freak is trashing something. They established that code after the assault." I didn't know what he meant by "the assault", but I knew people were in trouble. "Take to 82nd Park, and step on it."

The Beast saw what someone run past him on the roof. He immediately sat upright and looked toward the direction of where the mystery person went. Why is there someone running on the roofs The beast thought. Thinking nothing of it he began to run in the direction of where the man went. As he got closer to the park he smelled something. BLOOD? Why would there be such a potent smell of blood around here? The Beast felt his teeth sharpen. Now the beast was curious about what was going on. He began to run at full speed jumping over anything that came between him and his desination until he got to the sceen of the crime.

Looking over the entire park he could see the blood. The beast's blood began to boil and he could feel his teeth sharpening themselves ready to rip through anything they could find. Letting his instint take over he quickly jumped down to the park where two figures were standing. Slowly lifting his head he looked at both of the people one looked to be a young girl and the other a hooded man standing in the park and asked with his voice filled with anger.
"DID YOU TWO DO THIS?"

Edward was still facing this statue when Sparrow stood behind him, she shouted some words but he really ignored her. He couldn't be bothered dealing with another one of these people, he was fed enough with power.
"Leave now, and I wont kill you like I killed the others, be smart and run."
Edward starting thinking of how this girl would have the courage to ask him that. But then another voice came out from behind him, Edward laughed because of what the man had said.
"Did us two, do this, do you really think this girl could cause this destruction, you must be a complete utter idiot."
Edward turned to face the two people, he was suprised, a girl so young would face him? Along with her dog...
"You look rather strange, dog."
Edward now knew that something was up, they had these powers he heard about.
"I see, you heroes want to stop me, I can't let that happen. So let's see what you freaks got."
Edward's scythe appeared from behind his back
"Your move."

Standing on a rooftop Dynamo began to watch the chaos and death that had seemingly broken the natural order of things in post-assault New York, and the scene was a dire sight. The bodies of those in the area had suffered major decomposition and the area closer to the park had simply nothing but rotting trees and dead husk of what were once very alive people most cut to pieces with little effort and simply bloody carcass cut down by someone they probably never saw coming. Upon the surveying of the area Dynamo noticed the most lively area of the lifeless area being at a statue in the middle of the park where he caught site on first two figures one seemingly was simply a young woman who couldn't be more than a teenager, the other was far more perverse the man by the looks of it dressed to emulate the grim reaper. "Well that narrows down suspects..." Sarcasm wasn't helping; action would have to be able to calm the nerves that came with every heroic deed.

Dynamo made his way down to the street level and began to walk into the park, there was no coverage from the lights due to the dead trees so a sneak attack would be almost impossible with his current equipment but the young hero could make do fighting the freak from afar. As he walked closer the nerves calmed and the focused vigilante got ready to fight. However before he was ready to make an entrance another factor entered the fray; this one was seemingly a young man who looked to be filled with anger and fight. It was getting crowded and Dynamo had to deal with too many factors at once, both the boy and the reaper wannabe looked to be up for a fight and to diffuse the situation the young man would need to wait for the opportune moment in which to take a shot at the death rip-off.

"I see, you heroes want to stop me, I can't let that happen. So let's see what you freaks got." and as a scythe appeared from seemingly nothingness the seemingly guilty party said "Your move." Dynamo was happy to oblige as, from the distance he shot one of his blades from his left launcher at the hooded menace all the while turning the enemy's attention to him with the reply shouting from his position "Don't mind if I do!" With that the young hero had to get the shot right the first trick was to get the blade on the guy or attached to something near him then hopefully Dynamo could stop his reign of terror as quick as it began.

I stared at the black robed man for a second,wondering if he thought he was the grim reaper or something crazy like that. That was when the crazy dog boy appeared with those fangs of his that only unnerved me a little bit. That was when he lumped me with this murderer and I almost lost it there. I ground my teeth together as I tried to avoid snapping his head off but that would only get me so far. Freeing me of telling him was the man in black,though he found it within his wisdom to count me amongst the enemies of his.

”You heard him dog boy. I had nothing to do with this. So don't lumping me around with that guy you.....you......nitwit!”I snapped unable to control myself as I turned on the man holding his precious scythe. I reached for the stun baton hidden in my jacket,letting it go to its full length as the electrical current coursed through it,making it more dangerous than it was before. This would help me take down that psychotic killer easily,as long as I avoided the sharp weapon of course.

That was when another guy jumped into the fray with some sort of weapon that he aimed at the dath wannabe. This was becoming a weird day that would have been better spent not wondering around park if there was a house I could go to.

I took a fighting stance as I simply waited for my chance.