Nighthawk: A Superhero Story (closed for Siobhancan99)

“If you hear me say ‘golden,’ shut your eyes,” Marcus responded. The 4 figures had stopped moving.

“Take them out,” the presumed leader of the squad said in a cool, confident tone.
 
That was all she needed to hear. She slipped out of cover, lashing out with the chain and trying to smash it against one of the men with the assault rifles, hopefully entangling him somewhat, before ducking back behind the cover of the nearby machinery.
 
The heavy head of the chain smashed into one man’s neck, sending him clattering to the metal grating of the floor. As Monica retreated back behind some of the machinery, another man opened fire on her. The bullets bounced off the cover.

“Golden!” Marcus called out. A minute later as she closed her eyes, she heard the remaining men moaning in discomfort or cursing him out.

One of the men fired off a series of shots. “Fucking idiot!” another one said. “Hold your fire.” Monica could see them blinking and trying to will their eyes to adjust to the lighting as Marcus summoned another bolt of light.
 
Monica ran out, keeping to one side and continuing to use the superior reach of the chain. She didn't want to make Marcus miss trying to aim around her. From the periphery she lashed out with the chain again, attempting to take out one of the henchmen. She also resolved to grab one of their guns when this was all said and done. While not her style, she did need something that would let her fight at range. Though she could throw a man the length of a football field... so maybe she should use rocks or something to keep her image clean. All things she could resolve after she grabbed a gun, which itself had to come after all three men were taken out.
 
Monica’s chain snaked out again, wrapping around one man’s leg and pulling him hard against a nearby pipe, knocking him out and sending his weapon tumbling to the floor. The remaining two men, still apparently blinded, starting making their way out toward the front entrance through which they’d entered.

“Fuck yeah!” Marcus taunted them, firing off a beam of pure light. The attack just missed one of the men’s shoulders as he rounded a corner to safety.
 
Monica charged them as she was sure they'd recover their sight and be a problem after, or call for backup and be a real problem after. When she reached them, she'd lash out with the chain again, trying to take one out. She could decide whether or not to leave one conscious when they'd cut the odds down. "we can celebrate in a minute" she called out to Marcus as she attacked again.
 
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