AAOOOSC! United

"What If McDavid Goes To Another World?"

Ottawa, Ontario, Canada
July 10, 2017
Night

The night has fallen over the GHP headquarters. With that, the members are now at the main table again, helping themselves to burritos as their dinner.

Brett tears a bite from his burrito before turning to Jake and peering down at his arm. "Hey, how's your arm doing, Jake Dog?"

Jake swallows after sliding an entire burrito into his mouth. He holds up his wounded right arm, which is securely wrapped in gauze. "It's good, I guess."

"You're a real trooper," he hears Dru commenting from his other side.

He whirls to her direction, spotting her smirking up at him. He beams at her. "Aw..." He then holds his arm out at her. "It's not that bad. Just a few cuts." He then brings down his arm. "How's your head?"

"It still hurts, but it's getting better." She then proceeds to take a bite from her burrito.

From the end of the table, Sidney pulls his burrito away from Bubby Jr., whom he is feeding. He then places it on his plate and peers out at his society. "Okay, peoples, it's time to talk business."

Everyone instantly turns to him.

"Awww, but it's dinner!" Reid cries out to him.

"With burritos!" Emily chimes in, holding her half-eaten burrito into the air.

Sidney gazes up at him with a flat expression. "I know." He nods his head. "I am aware we're having dinner with burritos. But to have dinner without the fear of interruptions from Connor and his people, we must talk about how to defeat them!" He spins back to face the rest of the members.

"You're discussing about the annihilation a nigh-omnipotence user," Kailer points out with raised eyebrows. "That is a difficult task to overcome."

Jonathan slowly turns to Sidney, wide-eyed. "We've never done anything like it before."

"That's right..." Sidney rubs his chin. "The only NHL ruler we've known is Jonathan and he was with us." He perks up at the goalie. "Now we have to deal with an NHL ruler that's AGAINST us."

"We can ply a power-erasure gun on him," John answers promptly. He cuts a piece of his burrito with a plastic knife before popping it into his mouth with a plastic fork.

Jonathan whirls to him with a look of displeasure. "What? No, don't you remember how much trouble that thing caused on us—" He jabs a finger at him. "—you?"

John shakes his head before swallowing. "No, that's distinct." He places his utensils back down. "I originated a power-negating gun. Currently, I'm proceeding to ameliorate to a power-erasure gun. They're divergent, but the power-erasure gun will be more puissant."

Jonathan rolls his eyes while leaning back. "Even worse."

"Erasing powers?" Katie mumbles in awe at her burrito. "Not once I've envisaged anything similar to that."

Brett is gawking at the others. "What on earth is this 'erasure powers' thing?"

Kailer turns to him. "To erase powers is to eliminate them."

"Ohhh..." Brett nods his head. "So JT can make a gun that eliminates our powers?"

John nods his head. "Not at any time I've essay, but I aspire to and will. Those smite with the gun will have their powers erased in perpetuity."

Brett stares at him blankly.

"Power players who have their powers erased cannot use their powers ever again," Kailer translates quickly.