Volume II: Prison Break

"Take me in?" The Wrecker's raspy voice sounded like gravels chaffing against each other "No. I'm done appeasing maggots" he looked with open disdain on the people fleeing away from the havoc

"We're not like them, son. This world can be ours. All we have to do is reach out" he extended his open hand and clenched it into a fist "- and take it"

>>>With the option of surrendering off the table, there's really only one recourse left...and it's one that Ronnie really doesn't like. Wrecker, Sr. simply cannot be allowed to go free.
>>>Before he even realized what he was doing, Ronnie had leapt into the air at his father and slammed his fist down on the man. The force of the blow driving Wrecker, Sr. into the ground, hampering whatever escape plan the convict had in mind.

Wrecker Sr got up from the man-shaped hole in the ground with an ugly sneer on his face. He was holding back until now, but no more. If he had to break every bone in his son's body to escape, then so be it.

The older man drew back his fist, muscles coiling like a spring, and then unleashed a devastating punch that connected with the hero's midsection. And then Wrecker Jr was gone, hurled backward by the momentum of the supernatural force through one building after another, leaving a trail of dust clouds and debris as he found himself resting on the the ground on the other side of the island!

Blacklight was still angry and seeing the results of a physical fight still thinking far better than trying for a punch up with Wrecker. Instead as he tore loose of her darkness and clocked his son Through a building she decided to try another approach. If physical force didn't mean much, what about fire? Tendrils grapsing at the burning wreckage she...

Grabs as much of the crumbling helecopter as she can but it's far too structurally unsound and the flames fairly drip off it and fail to come with the rest, as it is what scattered parts do actually make it as far as Wrecker are little more than an annoyance not even managing enough to be a distraction to the man.

"My son has gone soft while I've been away, if he counts on his 'friends' to save him" Wrecker Sr pats his orange clothing to put out the fire - which was as much annoyance Blacklight managed to inflict on him "Killing you would be doing him a favor"

Barefoot and brimming with menace, the Wrecker advanced on Blacklight. Slowly at first, then with a sudden burst of speed, he charged at her, muscles tensing as he prepared to unleash a swing that would break every bone in her body...

Seeing Blacklight's attempt to stop the old man has drawn his attention to her, and knowing she can't take a punch like Wrecker can, Reaper ports in and attempts to push her teammate aside and use her martial arts training to redirect the fist so it misses.

>>>Ronnie landed, or more accurately 'came to rest', imbedded upside down in a rubble pile that used to be a guard shack a couple of football field lengths away from where he'd been just a moment ago. "Ow..." his ears were ringing from that hit and he'd lost one of his boots. He tumbled himself out of the pile of crushed cinder block and rebar, the dust coating him in a ghostly shade of pale gray.
>>>If his dad wasn't going to hold back on him, he sure wasn't going to do so with Mimic, Reaper or Blacklight... With grim determination, he sprinted back towards the combat as fast as he could.

Wrecker really did intend to kill her. If one of his punches was enough to send her teamate flying several hundreds of feet, it was probably strong enough to punch right through her. Not probably, as a matter of fact. But definitely.

Blacklight closed her eyes and waited for the inevitable blow, but instead was tossed sideways by the space-twisting Blue Reaper. The Wrecker's fist pummeled the ground instead, the impact sending a cataclysmic shockwave with enough sheer force to cause the earth to crack and splinter, sending debris - and the two heroes, flying upwards into the air.

The very ground buckled and heaved, and the massive crater spread out like ripples in the water. The nearby prison buildings trembled, cracks forming along the walls. The windows shattered, and the cars parked in the parking lot flipped and rolled sideways - away from the massive epicenter of the impact.

Blacklight, Mimic, and Blue Reaper found themselves on the ground, dazed after being knocked off their feet. Wrecker Sr, however, was already climbing out of the massive crater, admiring his handiwork even as he searched for the annoying 'pests' that dared to stand in his warpath.

What do you do?

Shaken by the near death experience Blacklight shuddered and took the gloves off. There was one place she hadn't ever really sent someone with a portal before, hadn't ever really planned to either, but with Wrecker being what he was she was willing to give it a try. He was strong, he was tough, and she definitely wouldn't beat him in a fair fight, so why fight fair. She pulled open a portal, and then another, and another, and finally a fourth all in quick succession, none of them would achieve her need alone, but with four she hoped that Wrecker would make a mistake. As the portals opened water from the bay began pouring, no blasting through them. More than enough to throw a regular man off his feet, but Wrecker was hardly a regular man. And as she finished the square of portals around him she only hoped he forced his way through one of them not realizing her real goal wasn't attacking with the water, but to trick him into passing through one of the portals into the dark shadows beneath the bay where he wouldn't be able to fight a lack of air and she could retrieve him once he fell unconscious.

The water erupted from the man-sized portals in violent jets. The torrents of seawater surged over the island's surface, flooding the ground and reaching the heroes' ankles within a few short seconds. Steadily, the water level rose, as more and more water continued to flow from the depths of the ocean.

The powerful geysers shooting outward from the portals meant that the Wrecker was in no danger of being sucked in. He was unfazed at the center of the chaos, ignoring the crashing waves coming from all directions that were rapidly turning the island into a waterlogged battlefield.

>>>The others had held the elder Wrecker at bay long enough for Ronnie to race back to the battle. Regretting the loss of his boot, he nonetheless hurled himself back into the fray. Blacklight had opened warps to somewhere underwater and the salty torrents held the supervillain at bay but that wasn't likely to last long. The only way to end the battle before anyone got hurt or killed was to put the elder Wrecker through one of those portals... And Ronnie was the only one who could do it.
>>>Picking up speed and momentum, Ronnie leapt at the swamped figure in the middle of the ice cold streams. He collided with Wrecker amidst the torrential spray, transferring his own momentum into the elder Wrecker.

Blacklight falls to her knees but keeps her focus on where she portaled Wrecker Senior to. It wasn't really the bottom of the ocean, just as far and as deep as she could see, and keeping her attention on him was hard but necessary. So when she spoke it was in a tight tone as she did her very best to retain that focus and not lose track of him. She didn't want to become a murderer. "How long can he hold his breath?" The question coming out roughly as the adrenaline in her system slowly began to wear off.

>>>"I...really don't know." Ronnie said hollowly. Whether from exhaustion, injury or maybe the dawning realization of what he'd just done, Ronnie just felt numb. He couldn't let his Dad hurt or kill anyone but the man just wouldn't stop... Someone had to stop him. He just didn't want it to be him that did it.
>>>"We did what we had to do." he dragged his sleeve across his nose, wiping away the trickle of blood flowing underneath. "Where'd you send him?"

"He's at the bottom of the bay, I'm trying not to lose track of him, but I don't know how long he can hold his breath or if he will get to the surface before he runs out of air. I just knew we couldn't actually fight him." She answered nervously. "If I see him stop moving I'll try to pull him back, but I don't know what else to do."

But it was only moments later that Blacklight blinked and then said "Shit..." Looking back over to the others she tried not to look too chagrined as she explained. "I lost track of him, he's well, gone, out there, somewhere..." Waving towards the bay and the ocean beyond it.

>>>"That can't be good..." Wrecker said rather obviously. "C'mon. Let's see if we can help. That firehouse portal thing you did a minute ago might be really handy putting this blaze out! "he called to Blacklight as he started towards the blazing bridge at a trot that turned into a run.

Already tired, but trying not to show it Blacklight began to jog after him. Fire, she hated fire, it made a mess of her ability to see darkness, the flickering nature made shadows unreliable for travel, and of course it burned. Give her nice steady modern lighting any day.