Chapter 7: Preparations

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Sam followed his dad to an ally way where his dad stopped him. 

"Those two people. I know them. Somehow... Their gonna be harder to beat because they have different powers and there are two. Don won't be able to beat them by himself. Go back to the hideout and yell 'suit' in the center. There is a bike with equipment on it. Go get it and come back to me."

"Dad," Sam said worriedly. "I drove cars, not motorcycles, and how am I supposed to know how to get to you?"

"The bike will get you here. Trust me."

Jack handed him a grappling hook. "The harder you pull the trigger, the faster it will pull you. Hold it to go its fasters speed. When you do, it will launch you into the air. Bend your knees for a better roll. Now, GO!"

Sam took the hook, but when he looked at his dad, he was already turning the corner to get to the fight. Sam aimed the hook up at the ledge of one of the buildings. He shot the hook and it lodged itself into the edge.

Sam was really nervous. He pulled the trigger and was sent flying. His body flew over the rooftop and he held his breath as he was sent forward. He tumbled over when he landed.

After spending sometime running on rooftops, he eventually made it to the hideout and went inside. He went inside the military like room of computers. He stood in the center and looked around. He was confused, yet he followed the directions his dad gave him.

Sam yelled ,"Suit!" And the floor beneath him started to move. Sam early fell. He moved out of the way and a black motorcycle appeared coming up.

"Whoa!"

Just before Sam even got on the bike, one of the monitors came on for a news channel. It startled Sam, having him think it was haunted, but Sam saw it was a news channel showing the fight had ended and Don and Jack had already disappeared.

is dad to an ally way where his dad stopped him.

"Those two people. I know them. Somehow... Their gonna be harder to beat because they have different powers and there are two. Don won't be able to beat them by himself. Go back to the hideout and yell 'suit' in the center. There is a bike with equipment on it. Go get it and come back to me."

"Dad," Sam said worriedly. "I drove cars, not motorcycles, and how am I supposed to know how to get to you?"

"The bike will get you here. Trust me."

Jack handed him a grappling hook. "The harder you pull the trigger, the faster it will pull you. Hold it to go its fasters speed. When you do, it will launch you into the air. Bend your knees for a better roll. Now, GO!"

Sam took the hook, but when he looked at his dad, he was already turning the corner to get to the fight. Sam aimed the hook up at the ledge of one of the buildings. He shot the hook and it lodged itself into the edge.

Sam was really nervous. He pulled the trigger and was sent flying. His body flew over the rooftop and he held his breath as he was sent forward. He tumbled over when he landed.

After spending sometime running on rooftops, he eventually made it to the hideout and went inside. He went inside the military like room of computers. He stood in the center and looked around. He was confused, yet he followed the directions his dad gave him.

Sam yelled ,"Suit!" And the floor beneath him started to move. Sam early fell. He moved out of the way and a black motorcycle appeared coming up.

"Whoa!"

Just before Sam even got on the bike, one of the monitors came on for a news channel. It startled Sam, having him think it was haunted, but Sam saw it was a news channel showing the fight had ended and Don and Jack had already disappeared.

"What the fuck?" Sam yelled annoyed.

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