«We Could be Heroes»

"So you are a criminal," Sammy whispered, suddenly feeling scared. These people definitely weren't who they had said they were.

Sammy stared down at her. "Ummm, no, we haven't met before. Unless you're the fake Mrs. Rose..." Sammy said, trying to remember a little girl with scars on her face.
The woman morphed again, this time taking the shape of middle-aged woman. "You've called me Noel, you've called me Mrs. Rose, you've called me this, you've called me that." Said the teacher. "That is why I don't bother with names. Any further questions?"
 
He sighed and ran his fingers through his dark hair. His eyes seemed to be glowing now. He turned his head quickly to the right and lasers shot out and burned a large tree down, it fell towards them, and he simply pushed it away with his hand. It landed 50 feet from them. He looked back at Sammy and Ash. "People died because they were against us doing our job. I don't know about the secrecy. Because me and no-name aren't scared to kill, that's what Firestein wants. You've never asked to contact people. If you want to, here." he handed Ash a iPhone 8. Similar to his, only it was rose gold and his was black (obviously). "Knock yourself out, though if anyone cries, you will end up like that tree." he pulled his own phone out and started to play Candy Crush again.

No-name rolled her eyes as Dryden pushed the tree over. He was such a show-off. And a horrible manipulator. "He doesn't want people who can kill. That's just your theory." She said to Dryden. Then she eyed the firey girl, now busy with her phone. "He just wants us to take orders, that's all. But you're right about... us." She waved a hand between her and the cyborg boy. "We'd make terrible cub scout leaders."

"Yeah, I'd end up frying some poor kids face. Or being used to toast their marshmallows.." Dryden said, deep in thought.

Sammy looked at Ash gratefully. She knew that she would have never been able to word it that well. "Ya. What she said." Sammy said, fires beginning to form in her hands as Dryden's eyes began to glow.





"Y-you say you don't do secrecy, but even your name is secret." Sammy growled, looking at No-name. She turned to Dryden. "I really don't understand how you're not in jail. I mean, you just randomly kill people. I-I'm not gonna work with someone like that." Her voice trembled, even as the flames in her hands grew brighter. Her eyes were riveted on Dryden, waiting for his next move.

"I've been in jail just once over a span of 2 years. You think a little bit of steel can hold me back?" he asked.

The boney woman almost grinned. About time someone asked. "Oh, but don't you remember? We've met before." She said. Then her form began to shift. Smaller, smaller, smaller. Until she looked a young girl, no more than five or six. Scars marred her face. Her mouth, crooked.

Dryden didn't seem surprised by this, he was used to pretty much everything by now.
Ash looked at the phone for a split second before pocketing it. As she was withdrawing her hand from her pocket, she suddenly reached back in and withdrew it. How am I supposed to know that it won't blow me up? She exchanged a brief glance with Sammy as No-name shifted into the form of a much younger child. She slowly backed away, then skittered forward as she was suddenly reminded that Dryden loomed behind them. "So you're a shapeshifter. Woodedoo," she commented wryly, giving nothing away. Was this supposed to unsettle Sammy with a disturbing figment of her past? From what she'd experienced, Ash didn't doubt it one bit and actually found it quite ironic that a shapeshifter would try the same tactic to uproot their confidence again.
 
Ash looked at the phone for a split second before pocketing it. As she was withdrawing her hand from her pocket, she suddenly reached back in and withdrew it. How am I supposed to know that it won't blow me up? She exchanged a brief glance with Sammy as No-name shifted into the form of a much younger child. She slowly backed away, then skittered forward as she was suddenly reminded that Dryden loomed behind them. "So you're a shapeshifter. Woodedoo," she commented wryly, giving nothing away. Was this supposed to unsettle Sammy with a disturbing figment of her past? From what she'd experienced, Ash didn't doubt it one bit and actually found it quite ironic that a shapeshifter would try the same tactic to uproot their confidence again.
Dryden laughed slightly. "It's not a bomb, it's a phone."
 
The woman morphed again, this time taking the shape of middle-aged woman. "You've called me Noel, you've called me Mrs. Rose, you've called me this, you've called me that." Said the teacher. "That is why I don't bother with names. Any further questions?"
"Who's Noel?" Sammy asked, her hands starting to feel burnt. Did Gage mention a Noel? Or is she the little sister of one of my classmates? No, that can't be it...
 
"So you are a criminal," Sammy whispered, suddenly feeling scared. These people definitely weren't who they had said they were.

Sammy stared down at her. "Ummm, no, we haven't met before. Unless you're the fake Mrs. Rose..." Sammy said, trying to remember a little girl with scars on her face. A shapeshifter? Do I read need to fight a cyborg AND a shapeshifter? I'm as good as dead.
"I've been a criminal my whole life." he said, rolling his eyes at her scaredness. He pulled his phone out and texted Char.
 
Ash looked at the phone for a split second before pocketing it. As she was withdrawing her hand from her pocket, she suddenly reached back in and withdrew it. How am I supposed to know that it won't blow me up? She exchanged a brief glance with Sammy as No-name shifted into the form of a much younger child. She slowly backed away, then skittered forward as she was suddenly reminded that Dryden loomed behind them. "So you're a shapeshifter. Woodedoo," she commented wryly, giving nothing away. Was this supposed to unsettle Sammy with a disturbing figment of her past? From what she'd experienced, Ash didn't doubt it one bit and actually found it quite ironic that a shapeshifter would try the same tactic to uproot their confidence again.
(So Dryden's behind them now? XD)
Dryden laughed slightly. "It's not a bomb, it's a phone."

"I've been a criminal my whole life." he said, rolling his eyes at her scaredness. He pulled his phone out and texted Char.
"Well, maybe Firestein should've mentioned that beforehand." Sammy muttered crossly. She kicked the ground in frustration. Why do I always have to get into situations like this?!
 
(So Dryden's behind them now? XD)



"Well, maybe Firestein should've mentioned that beforehand." Sammy muttered crossly. She kicked the ground in frustration. Why do I always have to get into situations like this?!
"Well, I wasn't in on this when this mission was organized." he said and looked up.

I mean I guess..//
 
Dryden laughed slightly. "It's not a bomb, it's a phone."
Ash shot a smoldering glare at him. She was enjoying this surge of audacity of herself, and she wasn't going to let him dampen it just yet. "Stay out of my mind, will you?"

"Who's Noel?" Sammy asked, her hands starting to feel burnt. Did Gage mention a Noel? Or is she the little sister of one of my classmates? No, that can't be it...

"I've been a criminal my whole life." he said, rolling his eyes at her scaredness. He pulled his phone out and texted Char.
Ash raised an eyebrow. "So we're on a mission to restore order somewhere... but we're led by criminals? Wow, ten out of ten logic right there."

(So Dryden's behind them now? XD)



"Well, maybe Firestein should've mentioned that beforehand." Sammy muttered crossly. She kicked the ground in frustration. Why do I always have to get into situations like this?!
(Dryden is everywhere. :cool: )
 

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