Megaman

A new era for central city

¶ MEGAMAN¶

CHAPTER FOUR: A new era for Central city.

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|One week later|

|Inside a jewelry store - 09:35pm|

The store had a glamouring interior, with glints of golden and silver lights glistering all around. Several cubicles lay around, each carrying different forms of jewelries on them. This made the store exude this aura of 'expensive' and an invisible sign that says 'only the wealthy are welcome'.

Well, that was what the place looked like 15 minutes ago. Now it was more or less akin to the look of an 'after party' environment. Uneven shards of glass littered the marbled floor. Almost all the cubicles had been fallen or cut in half, likewise the counter. Most of the bulbs went off, and the functioning ones blinked red over and over. 

In short, the whole place was in disarray.

Bang! Bang!

Two shots rang aloud!

A tall muscular man by the counter, pushed his open palm forward and fisted it, creating some sort of purple bubble around the two bullets aiming for his chest. He opened his palm once again and the bullets dropped to the floor, motionless. He was clad in a baggy hoodie and pants. Their colours couldn't be made out due to the flashy red lights.

“Crap! He did it again!!”, a man in police uniform - squatting behind a cubicle - yelled frustratingly.

“I know, right? Our guns are basically like toys now!”, another police officer replied in some sort of mexican accent. He was hiding behind another cubicle by the left of the other officer.

“Yea...Pedro! Watch out!”, the first officer shouted with shrunk eyes as he saw a stream of fire being blasted towards his partner's cubicle.

Pedro wasn't quick to react, but luckily for him, the cubicle took all the hit and damage. He was only sent flying forward by the force of impact. He hurriedly scurried back on his butt and hands to hide beside his partner.

“Thanks, Nathan”, he heaved heavily.

“Yeah, you're welcome. Like a thank you is gonna help us leave this place alive!”, Nathan replied with a full load of sarcasm.

“I was just showing gratitude”, Pedro rolled his eyes.

“Dumb fools!”, the originator of the fire blast - another man -, shirtless and clad in shorts, snickered as he formed a fireball in his palm before sending it at the cubicle the duo were hiding.

The cubicle was blown to bits, but to his amazement, his preys were not there. Seems they weren't as dumb as he proclaimed.

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Not too far from the decimated counter, another man, lanky and tall, took slow steps towards an old couple - the owners of the store - that began packing all the jewelry they could lay their hands on, into bags.

‘Yes, keep doing that’, his taunting voice was heard but his mouth didn't move. He communicated through their minds, subduing them to his will.

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“Phew! Thank God. That was close!”, Nathan praised amidst panting. They had run to the last standing cubicle near the entrance of the store.

“Who's giving gratitude now, huh?”, Pedro raised a brow in a mocking manner.

Nathan gritted his teeth, “Yeah, whatever”

“Oh, look who i found”, the shirtless man said as he stood vehemently behind their cubicle. Their eyes shrunk in shock and fear.

“Now you burn to crisps!”, he taunted as he began to make two fire balls on both palms.

“Nathan! Nathan...run!”, Pedro screamed, holding the frozen Nathan by the wrist, and made a run for it.

It was too late though as the balls of fire had already obliterated the cubicle and exploded between them, shooting them through the glass doors of the store and out.

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|Three days later|

|C.C.P.D|

“Ha ha ha!”, reoccurent laughs ensued from a desk at the far end of the station.

Pedro and Nathan were seated on office chairs with bandages on their heads, arms and torsos. They had their eyes half closed as they stared at their fellow officers mocking them. Opposite them were four seated officers, laughing wholeheartedly. A desk demacated the duo and the others.

“Yeah, yeah. Laugh all you want”, Nathan's sarcasm came alive.

“Ha! You both got your asses whooped by the SRL brothers; those petty thieves”, an officer with a short blonde hair, spoke aloud.

“Just so you know Marc, Ryan can now manipulate fire, Sean can make shields to protect himself, and Luke can freakin' enter people's minds! I wonder how those 'petty thieves' whooped our asses, then?”, each of Nathan's word just spelt out his sarcastic nature, plus he gave an air quote to 'petty thieves'.

“I just wonder how”, an officer seated next to Marc, mocked with sarcasm too, and all four of them burst into another round of laughter.

“Ha ha. Good one Flynn”, Nathan rolled his eyes.

“Argh! Shut it, all of you!”, Pedro finally decided to talk, “This ain't funny one bit”, he added after everyone kept quiet.

“We know, it's just, the way you guys look right now...”, Flynn's cheeks puffed as he tried to suppress his laugh, which he successfully did, “...i can't explain it”

“Yeah, we now live among civilians running around the streets with one weird ability or the other, all thanks to that meteor explosion”, Marc said and cleared his throat.

“And they're all dangerous. Look what they did to Nathan and Pedro. No one to stop them, just us Cops. I wouldn't want to be in this kind of situation”, an officer seated by Marc's left, complained and also simultaneously trying to mock the duo indrectly.

“Yeah, me too”, Marc and Flynn chorused.

Suddenly, the station's alarm went off and everyone began to move here and there, suiting up on defensive gear.

“Hey! Chief! What's happening?”, Flynn quickly called the black female chief that was briskly passing by.

“You won't believe it. It's the SRL brothers again”, she answered in a black american accent.

“Again? After all they stole a few days ago?!”, Pedro was furious.

“That's non of my business. All i know is, they need to be stopped now!”, she replied authoratively, “And i'm gonna need a pair of extra...”, her eyes fell upon the whistling Marc and Flynn, who were about to sneak away.

“Marc, Flynn, you're up!”, she ordered and walked out.

They grudgingly stood up and started walking away.

“Goodluck guys!”, Pedro and Nathan waved in pure mockery and content.

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|Luxurious watch store|

The once fancy store was now in total disruption, just like that jewelry store some days back. This time around, the whole street was in an uproar being the fact that it was a daylight robbery; people scampered for their lives. The roof of the store started cracking little by little before getting upheaved by Ryan's forceful flight out of the store. 

Streams of fire protruded from his palms and the soles of his feet to keep him airborne.

The store was already bombarded with various blasts of fire at it's integral parts, its structure had weakened greatly. It collapsed soon enough with an upthrust of dust and smoke. Flames danced over the rubbles like candle lights. 

Ryan landed amidst Sean and Luke, who had been outside for the past five minutes.

“This is getting too easy”, Sean scoffed with crossed arms.

“Yeah, we don't even have to bear the burden of our loots”, Luke said proudly as they stared at five individuals in the same uniform, each holding a bag filled with expensive watches and cash. They were the staffs of the store. Like had turned them to mindless dummies.

Police sirens soon becmae audible as they drew near.

“Cops again? Seems they haven't learnt their lesson from last time”, Sean rolled his eyes.

“Oh, they won't forget today's lesson”, Ryan smirked as he sighted the first police vehicle fast approaching.

He sled his left leg back whilst throwing his left fist forth, projecting a ball of fire that was big enough to swallow a five year old.

Boom!

An explosion took place as the fire ball made contact with the car, shooting it far into the air. No one saw it afterwards.

More vehicles poured into the scene, one of which was Flynn and Marc's.

Ryan didn't attack, instead he walked back to stand between his brothers.

The cops rushed out of their vehicles and took defensive and attacking positions. Chief Kayla stood in front of her vehicle with all confidence and furrowed her eyes. She flagged her right hand towards the brothers and the cops fired relentlessly.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

The bullets kept hitting the forcefield in front of the brothers that didn't flinch a bit. Sean moved forward with his arms spread apart like someone on the crucifix. He got covered in a purple aura, an aura that reached out to the rest of the bullets, melting them in seconds. He threw his arms forth after channelling the rest of the aura to his fists.

Voom!

The aura eluded both fists like fired bullets. They moved in form of tendrils and struck few police vehicles, blowing them apart. Some cops died on the spot, few were injured, while the rest ran to safety.

Flynn and Marc hid behind a dumpster truck. Chief kayla and the others took cover behind building walls and anywhere possible.

After much perspiration, “This guys are no joke!”, Flynn cried out.

“We're fools to have mocked Nathan and Pedro!”, Marc said in regret.

“Psst! Psst!”, they heard a call from their side. They turned towards its direction. It was Chief Kayla. She made various hand signs, which they barely undertsood. After much frustrating attempts, she pointed towards Luke and then mouthed 'no powers'.

Flynn raised a brow in confusion, “Dude, what's she saying?”

“Oh...”, Marc understood. He gave a thumbs up to her before facing his partner.

“Listen...that Luke guy doesn't have any offensive powers, only to control minds, right?”

“Yeah?”, Flynn nodded.

“Well, he can't control what he can't see right?”, Marc smiled.

“I know”, Flynn furrowed his eyes, giving Marc a 'get to the point' look.

Marc rolled his eyes, “You still don't get it?”

“Does it look like i do?”, Flynn frowned.

Marc just sighed, “If we take a careful aim, since we're the closest to him, we might be able to take him out or at least injure him, which will definitely distract his brothers. Well, except they aren't real blood. Anyways, you get what I'm saying right?”

“Yeah”, Flynn nodded in affirmative.

“Good. Let's do this”, he drew out his glock-10 pistol, likewise Flynn.

They popped their heads out at each side of the truck and aimed.

After a minute or two, Marc shouted, “Now!”

Bang!

They fired simultaneously. Both bullets spun on their axis as they traveled and lodged into Luke's neck and chest. He dropped down dead. His brothers immediately crouched beside his body.

“Yes!”, everyone praised in unison.

“Ha ha ha!”, a maniacal laugh erupted from no specific place. It was heard all across the street. Luke then appeared in front of Flynn and Marc, out of thin air. Their mouths were opened wide agape with bulged eyes. They were shocked to the bone, including Chief Kayla that saw him from her end.

“Such fools. You think i can't read the minds of those outside my sight?”, he scoffed, “Sorry to burst you bubbles, i can link my mind to everyone in this street as we speak. So...”, he turned towards the chief, “...good thinking miss”, with his eyes still on her, he raised his left arm and the frozen duo followed suite. He telepathically made her stand also, making her point her gun at the duo with her finger on the trigger. The duo acted the same. One thing peculiar about the three of them now was their expressionless face.

“Well, it's high time i took my leave...”, he smiled and took a bow, “...i leave the rest to you”, he vanished.

In less than three seconds after he left, the duo pulled their triggers and she did the same.

“No!”, other officers shouted.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

A large sword like that of a butcher, just bigger, knocked all three bullets off course.

“What!?”, the brothers were puzzled.

Thud!

A masculine figure dropped from a building and landed in front of the brothers. The large sword spun back to his grasp.

“Today, i put an end to your feeble reign of misfits!”

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