Villians

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Your breathe started to shake as you started to hyperventilate. Your vision blurred as the tears fled down your face. With your legs shaking you fell to the ground, looking up at the heroes with fear. All they did was keep the family and police from going down. "My wife and 3 month daughter are down there!"
"My mother is down there!"
"My son is down there!"
"My student is down there!"
"My friend is down there!"
"My girlfriend is down there!"
"Let me go you piece of shit! My baby girl is down there!"

You let your mothers cracking voice echo in your head as you watched the chaos. "Backup will be here in an hour!" A hero yelled fighting the hoard of angry and scared family. "They don't have that long!" A cop yelled trying to fight the strength of the heroes that held them back. "My child is down there! She's only 4 and has autism!" The families screamed, terrified of what was happening in front of their eyes.

Looking up at the group of people you did your best to blink away your tears. "This is being broadcasted where are the actual heroes!?" A girl screamed. Grabbing at the dirt you felt it getting under your nails. Using the sleeve of your shirt you wiped your nose. Taking deep breaths you got up and started sprinting in a random direction. You weren't able to see anything over the canyon so you counted on the cameras that broadcasted the event to look for the villains.

You had to think.
Fast.
Faster.
Think faster.
Damn it.
Think.
Hurry.

You pulled the buzzer off your waist, grabbing the largest rock you could you placed it onto the buzzer making the thing scream. You continued to run taking random turns until you came across a group of victims. Victims 1-5 were huddled together.

"Is everyone ok?"

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