1.3 Despair

Dozens of clowns stood in the streets. Each one dressed in the same exact clothing and carrying all sorts of bags and goods. Their faces are all hidden by a simple plastic clown mask. Standing to the side with one of the clowns, a large bulky man standing at a staggering eight feet tall chuckles, "You know what's the gimmick with the clones? Usually, there are differences in you folk so it's just kinda curious."

The man wore a leather jacket with no gloves. His arms are tattooed and his hair cut rather short. To go alongside his tall body he was well built and muscular, a thick chain sitting around his waist as he observed the scene before him.

Clown Town simply chuckles and shrugs as his various clones help families and the elderly out of the house, "Well, what makes my own power unique to most other Cloner types is that my clones aren't based on this current version of me. They're based on the version of me when I got my powers."

Chainster simply raises an eyebrow at that trying to ignore the horrible screaming in the distance. The horrid and impossibly loud screaming made him tense up. "So like what you've got to explain a situation to them when they pop out? Shit- I kinda feel bad for hitting them with my chain."

Clown Town simply chuckles and shrugs, "Oh ya I've even had a few cases of Clones going evil and trying to use their power to kill me. . .Sadly the new clones usually side with me and we go back to petty crimes and thefts."

A family finishes loading up most of their possessions in the car as the earth shakes before the car is guided by one of the clones on a scooter down the narrow street. Congestion and accidents are somewhat avoided from this system as families are packed up and led away. The fear on some of their faces washing away as the Clowns make various jokes, even a pair distracting the children by slapping each other with balloon animals.

But, that only did so much as the occasional explosions ringed out. The horrid twisted animal screams ringing in their ears and drawing gazes towards the general direction, "If any Super's pop up and try to take advantage give me a holler. I'm gonna take another check through the already evacuated stores and such and get closer in case that thing breaks through the frontlines."

Clown town pauses before leaning over, "Oh ya! If you see Breck-Neck tell her I'll be expecting her at our date~" Chainster laughs, shaking his head as he unwraps the chain around his hips, slinging it over his shoulder. He could feel his power already starting to create more and as he walked. The newly created chain appearing around his

He glances over his shoulder one last time calling out, "In yer dreams Bozo." Clown Town simply chuckles shrugging as he turns his attention back to the evacuation of the apartments and various buildings left. The restaurants and stores had been relatively easy to clear out compared to this mess. . .In truth, he was starting to get a slight headache from all the usage he was getting out of his power.

Chainster takes the newly created chain and throws it over his shoulder, adding to his stock-pile as he keeps walking down the empty streets. The sounds of battle and those horrid animalistic screams become clearer than before as he screams, "If anyone's left please get out now! C'mon anyone still out there?"

He shouts as loud as he can, trying to listen carefully for any sort of response amidst the explosions and monstrous screams that rang out only a few blocks away. He pauses hearing something fall over his head quickly turning to the side. His eyes carefully combing over the buildings before he spots a teenager with a cloth hiding his face. The boy whispers, "Oh fuck." He takes off running but with a simple flex of his will Chainster sends out two feet worth of chain that reaches out and wraps around the boy's legs tying them together.

The man sighs as he begins walking over to the bound-up looter, "You fucking dumbass- You take this chance to grab shit when there's-" The words die in the Bikers throat as he hears something explode behind him. He turns his head to the side spotting a faint blast of white light appearing over the rooftops. He wills his chains off the kids' legs as he screams, "Go now"

Within a few seconds, a body slams through the wall. A human female's body scorched and missing most of its hair as it sat there twitching. Explosions began to grow closer as he felt the earth began to shake. He turns his head towards the scorched and twitching women before darting away. She was a goner without a doubt in the mans head.

The buildings behind him collapse as a screaming horror burst through them. The man looks over his shoulder ordering his chains forward while focusing on creating more as he kept running. Even as the chain wraps around the creature's throat the thing simply reaches up and rips it away uncaring of the Biker as it keeps its attention focused on the burnt husk before it. The creature no longer had smoke hiding its legs as small holes on its thighs were burnt closed.

The creature opens its mouth and begins screaming point-blank into the burnt women's face. The sonic attack cracks the wall around her as Chainster stops. Now that he was further away he would focus his chains forcing them to travel upwards and jam themselves into the creature's throat. Adding more and more chain to this he flexes his power once more and forces it to begin moving with as much force as they could muster.

The creature gags it attack going silent as it turns towards Chainster. He can sense the chains in the monster's throat melting, "Ah fuck." He mutters as he begins running once more. All he could hope to do was lead it further away from the evacuating location. He pauses as he spots dozens clones of Clown-Town running towards him.

Three run towards the creature screaming, "Hey! Hey! Hey!" The creature doesn't even pause as its tail flickers. A large shard of bone impaling the first few clones. Smoke finally begins to sputter forth from the creature's legs as it begins charging the main horde of these things.

The clones stand no chance as they're slaughtered with ease. But, a few manage to slip past the creature as they begin darting towards the Injured woman. They gather around her preparing to pick her up before a bone impales one of them causing one to wince and look at the other two. . .before taking off down the street alone and afraid. Over the buildings, Iron Blast floats her arms extended as high caliber bullets launch forward.

A stream of yellow is shot forward, digging into the creature's flesh and causing some minor cuts. Iron-Blast then begins to avoid the boney projectiles launched her way the Hero's struggling to simply survive against this monster's onslaught. Meanwhile, Breakneck slowly opens her one good eye.

Her body burns in her pain and her power feel weird. As if something simply wasn't sliding into place. She turns her attention to the figure standing above her. Her heart aches as she spots the dead figure next to her and the still-living one trying to help her up. . .Clown-Town. She smiles softly as she reaches out grabbing his shoulder.

She still cannot hear as she looks up smiling at him as she slowly rises. Her eyes slowly trail upwards as she locks onto the back of the creature in question. Using the clone to steady herself she stands fully breathing out in pained gasps. Blood still dripping down to the ground as she reaches out with her mind taking ahold of her crooked and bent power and keeping ahold of it.

Looking to the clone she tries to speak only for her to cough and feel even more pain. As her power washes over her some of the pain fades yet she still finds herself unable to speak. So, she simply leans forward lifting up the mask and gives the clown a kiss on the cheek before she bursts out of his grip. She feels something in her draining yet she does not care. She can feel the pain flare up in broken limbs the only thing keeping her held together being her power as she charges forward.

Because deep inside her a single truth was evident. That, there was no magical healer here to fix her nor would there be a recovery from this. What time she had left was limited to mere minutes before her power finally sputtered out and took her with it. . .Yet, this did not make her scared or place her into a state of despair. Instead, it only made her angry.

The Monster pauses turning over its shoulder as she jumps off the ground landing on its back. She puts her fists together before slamming them down upon the creature's spine. She feels her broken power flare-up and something inside her drain as the creature falls to the ground in pain. Her one good eye spots the tail rising upwards so she would use her speed launch off the back. She rolls as she hits the ground before turning around and blurring forward once more.

Her hands reach out grabbing the base of the tail. Her power burns painfully in her mind as she feels her fingernails find purchase in its flesh. Something inside the creature's tail snaps causing it to hiss out in pain as more smoke pools around its ankles. Already, Break-Neck felt the smoke burning at her ankles. As the creature turns its head she spots a chain wrapped around its mouth preventing it from attacking.

Her flesh burns and the muscle is chewed at by the smoke but she shoulders on as she lets go of the tail. More bullets strike the creature's body doing only minor damage as Breakneck reaches deeper inside and pulls upon every last ounce. Every last drop of her power is pulled forth from her body.

The world turns gray and the pain across her body flares. The taste of blood on her tongue and the horid sickness sitting heavily in her stomach all vanish for a brief second she can hear something. She can hear a faint whisper. She looks up at the creature pausing for only a split second as she gives no thought to the words. Her purpose right now wasn't to ponder. Her purpose right now was to use every last second she has.

In a split moment, two bangs ring out. . .Before dozens of more follow. Multiple strikes being done within the same second as she blurs all around it. She can see her fists becoming reduced to chunks of meat yet she does not stop as she keeps pushing out everything her power had. Her bones finally snap yet she cannot feel it at all. She felt perfectly fine even as she witnessed her own bones stabbing into the creature's flesh.

The monster reaches upwards clawing at the chains at its mouth as Breck-Neck's one good eye begins to glow with power. A faint aura dancing around her as her power grows more and more unstable with each passing second. Finally, she begins stabbing into the creature's ankles even as the mist eats away at her flesh. For the first time, the Monster falls down and thrashes its head, unable to rise.

Breakneck darts to the creature's head as more chains appear holding it down. Both of her broken bones slam against the cracked skull of this Monster. This Monster who had claimed her best friend, who had almost slaughtered her team-mate and who burned with malice and hunger. She screams because her body was finally numb. Despite the damage to herself, she screams with all she had as she felt her power trickle out.

Large cracks form across its skull as it uses its hands to begin pushing itself up. Breakneck finally stands there still feeling the last few drops of her power begin to channel itself. . .She begins to feel the horrid pain and damage catch up to her as she would feel her hands. The Creature's jaw finally snaps open, breaking the chain as it looks down to her.

A white light glows in its mouth as Breakneck stands there silent for only a few more seconds. THen, she finally falls to the ground, her single good eye blurry and hindered by the acidic smog. She simply closes her eyes trying to hide away the pain of the sheer white light burning through her eye-lid. But then, the creature pauses, closing its jaw with a gentle snap.

It simply stares at the dead women in utter silence for a few seconds. . .and looks upwards. Carefully stepping over and away from the fresh corpse it begins charging once more, ignoring the corpse of Breakneck as it chases after Chainster. Despite it having consumed the corpse of almost every victim it killed, it ignored Brecknecks simply choosing to chase after another target.