Volume II: Prison Break

"Sure he was." At least he'd apologized. She sat down and waved at Claire when she ran off. Lauren hesitated for a moment, but eventually decided to check her phone. The chances of another player crashing into her again were pretty low. She stands up to leave and puts her jacket across both of their seats. Hopefully that would keep anyone from taking their places.

Blacklight sighed. She wasn't sure if she was grateful for the excuse to get away from the football game or not. But either way she felt they would need to do something. At least it was at night so it would be easy enough to transport herself and the others if they could be gathered quickly enough. Responding she posted twice first to the police and then to the team she had been working on pulling together to the discord.

Will respond, getting the team together

This is it, why I tried to coordinate things, I'll be able to be near Westview high's home lot in about five minutes, if everyone can meet up there I can get us to Rikers quickly. If you need an alternate pick up let me know.

With that said she got up and left, being at the top end of the bleachers was a little annoying as she had to get down and out of view but after that it was a simple matter to portal home, throw on her costume and portal back to the school. She even almost made her five minute mark in just four minutes. Checking her phone again as she stepped into the lot, now with the case swapped out, she looked to see if anyone on the team had even responded yet online before looking around to see if anyone was there in person yet.

Reaper spams a line of seemingly senseless emojis to the officer's request for assistance, but there are a lot pig and bacon occurrence in the short reply. It might only make sense to them.

To the hero chat they reply:

Too slow girl scout. Beat you here. Lot is a little public. Im on the roof across the street. (Skull & blue flame emoji)

Whimsy has sent a simple answer to both chats:

OMW.

A moment or two after Blacklight arrives, Whimsy is there seemingly appearing out of thin air. "Hey Blacklight. Hope you were having a good evening before this."

>>>The three little dots at the bottom of the Discord scintillated for a bit as it said: "WRECKER is typing". That seemingly went on forever before resolving.
I'M COMING.

>>>By the time it'd sent, he was already standing in the parking lot looking around for the black portal.

Blacklight gave Whimsy a smile and nod. "Oh you know, I was just stuck watching a stupid football game. Not that one though." She added with a nod toward the school stadium, even if that latter bit seemed a little pro-forma. As always the otherworldly beauty had her staring for an extra half second before she could get back to business. As she saw the Wrecker arriving she gave him a wave, and the figure on the roof across the street got some rolled eyes. She wasn't sure if he could see or not but body language is a language for a reason.

Checking her phone again she said, "I hope Mimic can make it or responds soon we can't risk waiting too much longer for her." She looked a bit worried and anxious at the lack of response so far.

"Trouble on Riker's Island, huh?" Wrecker said as he walked up. "I wonder who's breaking who out?" Wrecker's 'costume' consisted of a simple domino mask that did little to disguise his identity as Ronnie Ryckowski. "Been there more than a few times visiting family so, um, where are you gonna land this portal?"

Mimic rushed over from the direction of the bathrooms, still tugging on her wig. "Looks like everyone's here. I got into a bit of an accident before leaving. Did the officer send any more information?"

The gathered heroes feel a presence, familiar to them, but no one sees who it is right away. "Family, Wrecker? You might be cooler than I thought." an invisible voice says.

A moment later Blue Reaper leans out from behind the nearby minivan, they crouch low and use their staff as a balance. "You're going to get seen gathering like this, out in the open. If you're trying to keep everyone from making a connection to the school you need a better place to meet. We need a headquarters."

"But that can be a tomorrow problem. Let's bounce fearless leader.

As soon as the scene comes into view Reaper takes off, running a few steps toward the closest wall.

"I'll recon. Someone find out where we are supposed to be so the cops don'tshoot us."

With that the grim hero vanishes, reappearing crouched at the top of the wall.

>>>"Cool isn't what I'd call it. Prison's not all it's cracked up to be, y'know..." Wrecker said a bit defensively as he waited his turn to step through the portal. "Woah! Yeah, somebody's making a big breakout...or hosting one big fireworks show!' he remarked as the chaotic scene came into view. "It's not usually this lively on Visitation Days..."
>>>He scanned around the scene, trying to see where the chaos was thickest, hoping against hope that it wasn't in the Supers Wing. "Riker's is kind of a grab bag of prisoners. Some are here on minor charges but some aren't. If you run into anyone in an orange jumpsuit, don't just unload. Not everyone here is a violent offender but be careful." He pointed to the general areas as he called them out, "There's the General Population wings, there's Administration and Visitation and that... that's where they contain the Supers." It was pretty clear he had a good idea of the layout of the prison; from the outside, at least.

She started to look around for any nearby cops when she stepped out of the portal. "Maybe we can just ask- she's already gone." Mimic sighs. "I'll only use force if they won't listen to us. Maybe you should be the tour guide."

>>>"We probably need to lay low and try not to get mixed up in the riot or breakout." Wrecker cautioned. "We don't wanna get mistaken for inmates or for 'aiding or abetting' whoever is behind all this." He thought of a way to get closer to the action without being too obvious, given the current attention being focused on the prison instead of around it.
>>>His concern was split between the Team and for his Dad. His internal thoughts ran in a short, continuous loop *please, Dad, don't be in on this...*

Blacklight took a moment as she was opening portals to send a message to the police.
When the arrived she nodded to the reaper and answered. "I've let them know we're coming and they did invite us. Let us know what you find." For her part she looked through the shadows, trying to locate either someone in authority or if the situation was already too far gone where they needed to go to help out, focusing on the super's area when Wrecker pointed it out.

There was a short pause as Martinez typed something. His initial response was hardly surprising, considering the chaotic situation. The explosions, and constant staccato of gunfire, all conveyed the gravity of the situation better than any text message. His next communication, however, confirmed the Wrecker's worse fears:

"Well shit..." Blacklight mutters. "We'll need two groups, one to stop the breakout of supers and one to rescue hostages. I think I would be better going for the hostages, how else should we split?" She looks to the rest to see who will come with her and who will try to keep a bigger problem from getting loose.

Sure enough, that's where most of the gunfire is coming from. The prisoners must have gotten hold of firearms, and were using them to pin the police and the guards behind cover. There were more than a few armed gangs of prisoners roaming around the island, shooting indiscreetly at any targets as they made their way to Rikers Island bridge under the cover of darkness. Those were likely the most immediate danger, the greatest being the supervillains Martinez eluded to. If what he texted them was correct, they were heading to the fortified building at the eastern edge of the island, the one used to contain criminals with super powers. Gaining access to it was easy at this point - there was a large section of the wall missing, the three-foot cement bulwark blasted into smitheries. Though if Blue Reaper REALLY wanted to get there fast, she could just teleport herself inside any of the main buildings.

>>>"I'm not sure I'd be anything but in the way going after the hostages..." Wrecker said flatly. "That calls for the kind of delicate work Ol' Ham-hands isn't cut out for." he recognized his limitations but internally lamented the fact that saving people was something Heroes did and he didn't feel like he fit that mold. "Let me handle the team trying to let loose the villains. I think that's more my speed. Do you think you could open up a portal to get me to the Containment building pronto, Boss?" At least there he didn't think he could do significantly more damage than had already be done