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This Jonesy had proved immune to everything that the Palm Bay army had on the field but time was being bought by Rico. More creative solutions were required; thankfully the wealth of heroes on the field provided ample means. Reports told him that Ottis would soon be on the field; John wagered...

-----1 DAY PRIOR TO THE ARRIVAL OF MERCURY'S ENVOYS----- A nervous looking secretary stood awkwardly at the doorway, griping a file tightly and debating whether or not to enter or draw attention to herself. John was sitting on the desk talking to James, discussing the progress of the...

-----5 DAYS PRIOR TO THE ARRIVAL OF MERCURY'S ENVOYS----- "You will recognize de 'ospital as my turf. You can have your people der, but you can nevah have dem out-numbah my people. Aneh decisions about de 'ospital will have to go trew me first, and none of you can give ordahs to my bruddahs...

Grav had tried to kill Fromanzio, and had blown a hole in the hospital as a consequence. "Shit! Call him in! Find out what on earth he had been thinking! Get Martin there as soon as possible!" John was now barking these orders at the men around; "And lets get back to the communications...

John was now making his way to the hospital; he needed to see the clown before he could escape. James had been taking charge of the men on the ground, and relaying the orders to those who had not received them. Tuning his radio to James'; "Darryl is going to be the front man on this, but have...

Palm Bay needed the fuel and could ill afford a direct confrontation with Mecrury's Empire, not yet. Fromanzio would not be allowed to sabotage this fledgling Republic before it had even taken it's first few breaths. "The clown has gone rogue! Ottis, Grav, bring him down! But don't kill him...

John's radio buzzed into life. It was one of the engineers; "The clown has gone rogue! He's just taken off!" Shit! Although in retrospect it almost seemed inevitable to John. Two options presented themselves to John. Either expose a fissue among the supers of Palm Bay, and attempt...

In the temporary command centre, James had spoken; "John, tread carefully. The way we deal with these people could be the catalyst to how we are seen by other powers in this area. I would advise caution, but if the situation demands it, we show our strength. We need to show our power, we need to...

The convoy had been spotted long before it came into the city. Ever vigilant sun flowers had spread up the roads in all directions, and slowly turned as the convoy passed. Scouts and look-outs had also spotted the trucks; radios buzzed into life and in a matter of minutes the men and women in...

"Ah yes, so what exactly did you want from Fromanzio? He is simply curious because all you said was that we would be killing things. While Fromanzio is in no way objecting to such things...he has to wonder what the purpose is to all of this? Are we to simply become the McNeils 2.0 and be killed...

---------------------------------------------------- In the cold, black early hours of the next morning John went to Warren's house. It seemed to have been consumed by the trees that now grew around it, forming a wall thicker and stronger than the bricks had ever been. The ent-man's roots...

John watched in awe as Martin (names had been exchanged) healed his wounds; such a man would be essential if the town was to survive. These thoughts lead to others and he quickly realised that he stood at a turning point for the town. He had to move quickly to fill the power vacuum with...

"This isn't a time for wishful thinking anymore. If you ask me, this is too damn merciful for that bastard." John knew that Matthew could not be dissuaded, and having pulled himself to his feet he took the shotgun. He'd fight when necessary; after all he had put a bullet through Ben's head...

"The other soldier is dealt with, it seems. That eliminates any immediate danger. Don't thank me yet, you're still bleeding... Ahm. Matthew." Matthew's grin was comically sinister; the blood covering the huge, brutal looking teeth practically gleamed in the light. And just above them were...

As the predator's mind approached Robert's senses sharpened and he forced himself to open his eyes and look into the golden eyes of the man in front of him. Don't judge a book by it's cover? Weren't those the immortal words that every mother told their son? Sage words, if slightly redundant...