Dusk Harbor 1999

Your Call

Olivia was knelt on the ground before the boy she'd saved from the rubble, holding his hands as he stared at his feet.

"Are you okay buddy?" She asked as she pulled her mask back on.

He reached into his back pocket, pulled out a Gameboy. Checked it over for scuffs and breaks. He pressed the power button, and the screen lit up with asteroids.

"My Gameboy is ok, so yeah," he sniffed, "why did that guy save us?"

"I'm not sure. He's a villain so--"

"If he's a villain why did he do that?" He cut her off.

"I don't know. Maybe he didn't want a kid getting hurt."

His eyes lit up. He shoved the Gameboy back into his pocket. Yanked away from her and ran off to the massive mountain of junk which was once his apartment building. Climbed up to where they'd teleported away from, a cluster of beams and bricks, and windows. Started picking up pieces of rubble and tossing them behind him.

"Kid?" She called out as she ran over.

She hiked up the pile, navigated across the field of broken pieces, and came up beside him. Put a hand on his shoulder.

"Kid come on,"

"No!" He yelled. "He might be a villain but he saved me! I at least gotta get him out of there! Then you can send him to jail or whatever!"

She paused, looked at the heap. Knew that somewhere beneath her was her greatest adversary of all time and at the same time the man who'd saved them from being crushed. He... He might have a heart after all. The kid has a point, maybe I should help him out of there.

Bending down, she picked up a piece of a windowpane and chucked it aside. Picked up brick after brick, moved every beam she had to move. Saw the gap they'd escaped through reopen. A glint of silver and blue metal. Lord Daemon's hand, the fingers curled palm ward.

She and the kid grabbed another beam together, and her shoulders burned with effort as she shoved it up above her head, taking a whole mess of junk along with it. Chunks of plaster and cement were knocked aside. The whole upper half of Lord Daemon's body became visible, shining in the moonlight yet covered in dust. He posted his hands on the ground, pulled himself out the rest of the way, and stood up, slightly bent forward from a warp in the metal.

"Why would you do that?" He asked.

"Cause you saved me," the kid mumbled.

"And because, you know, you're a villain and we still need to apprehend you," Olivia said.

Lord Daemon grabbed onto a plank of wood and used it to pull himself up out of the hole. Fire burst out from his feet, and he flew a few feet into the air.

They dropped the beam, and it crashed down into the hole, filling it in like an empty grave.

Jake flew down from the sky, and landed on a large mound of rubble behind him, keeping his wings splayed out in warning.

Mason came up on his left, aiming a bazooka at him.

Jitters ran up alongside Mason and put her hands on her hips.

Wild Claw, still in the form of a tiger, climbed up the debris pile behind her and then moved to block him in on the right. No matter which direction Lord Daemon chose to fly, someone would catch him.

To further seal him in, Jordan flew right in beside Wild Claw, tears in his eyes and a serious look on his face. His blood-covered hands were balled into fists.

"Here's the question of the day, apprehend or destroy?" Jitters asked.

Wild Claw raised her head, looked around at everyone, waiting for them to respond. Give their opinions.