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Where Have All The Heroes Gone: #1

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Paragon Avenger:
You might want to read, "A PENGUIN Story" first.  (reference is made to it, but it isn't important.)


He hid his money in a secret hollow in his left shoe.  He had several secret hiding places for his valuables.  This was the new reality.  He had to take whatever precautions he could think of in Atlas Park these days.  Gone were the good old days when anyone could walk down the street unaware of their surroundings.  When if Hellions tried anything, heroes would jump them.  As Paragon City citizens would back away, they could see the bad guys frozen, inside fire circles with electricity shooting towards them.  And a weird hum, and a green aura filling the area.  What a sight to see.
Today was different, as if some evil force threw a switch, the heroes are gone.  The Paragon City Police try, I guess, but not to the extent to make us feel safe.  The Longbow and the Vanguard seem to be busy elsewhere.  If he ever got noticed by one of the unruly street gangs, he would head for the nearest police drone.  They always work, but getting to one before getting beaten is not always possible.
Despite all the danger, he had to go to the rave.  DJ Zero would be rocking the house.  DJ Zero used to rock the heroes in Pocket D, so you know he's good.  But that wasn't the reason he had to go.  Yep, he met a woman.  Jenny Hall was her name.  They had met while watching a penguin superhero battle a military themed street gang.  What was their name?  There are so many street gangs these days.

Paragon Avenger:
It was simple, just check out the window and see which exits didn't have street gangs around it.  Front door, Clockwork hanging around,  East door, yikes Vahzalok, Fire escape, clear.  He went down the fire escape quiet and quick.  Now cross the street and along the wall.  He had this part memorized, if he stayed tight to the wall and didn't look down then he could get to the yellow line without notice.  It worked!  Now up the ramp, and of course, the train just left.  The train finally pulled in.  He got on and found a seat.  Steel Canyon North was several minutes away.  He had time to remember.  Remember how it used to be, when riding the train meant giving up his seat to the hero task force hot on the trail of some villain.  At times, he couldn't even get on the train.  And by the way, never never never step on a hero's cape.  He made that mistake once.  Seeing a superhero turn into a rock monster still haunts his dreams.  Fortunately, there was another hero there to claim down the one with a footprint on the bottom of his cape.
Today he didn't have to worry about that.  He had arrived at Steel Canyon North, and the rave was just up the street.  He thought about Jenny Hall, how lovely she is.  They liked to work out together at the gym.  She was always showing off how long she could run and bike.  He would counter by showing off at the bench press.

Paragon Avenger:
He never liked Steel Canyon much.  Looking at the tall buildings made him dizzy.  And the street gangs were tougher and meaner than in ole AP.  There are these ones that can shoot fire.  Basically, he didn't want to get involved with any of the gangs.  He walked to the rave house.  The bouncer checked his pass and waved him through.
Loud music?  Check.  Laser lights?  Check.  Where's Jenny?
Could she be just running late, sometimes women take longer to get ready.  It's usually worth the wait.  Could she have gotten caught by purse snatchers?  His mind flashed back to the day they met.  She talked about the street gang that tried to steal her purse, and how a talking penguin saved her life and her purse.  He remembered how shaken she was when that same penguin zapped her on top of the Atlas statute.  Superheroes were always doing junk like that.  Either to show off or impress or frighten.
He used to resent the heroes and their "we're superheroes, we can do anything we want" attitude.  The city was a lot safer and better off with the heroes.  Funny how you want something gone until it's gone.
"Hi!" Said Jenny coming up behind him.
"You look awesome tonight."  He replied.
They hugged and kissed.
"Hey, do you want some wine or something?"  He asked.
Before she could answer the fire alarm rung.

Paragon Avenger:
Stupid kids, he thought to his self.  It's not funny to pull the fire alarm in a crowded building like this.  Before he could react, Jenny said, as if she could hear his thoughts, "This is no teenaged prank.  We better get out of here!"
He could see the smoke now.  "This way."  He said ushering her towards the closest exit.  As the smoke grew denser, people started panicking and screaming and pushing.  DJ Zero announced that the party is being moved outside and we should all leave orderly.  It was a nice try.  He told Jenny to wait outside.  He had to help conduct ravers to safety.  Someone could get trampled!  About eight people helped move the crowd through the exits.  When he got outside, he saw something that made him feel like he had never felt before.

Paragon Avenger:
Up until now, he had always been a live and let live kind of guy.  He use to believe that if you got involved in a street gang you were probably asking for it, or at the very least careless.  After all, the gangs added a certain aesthetic to the city.  The danger they created made life seem more alive.  All that foolishness left him in an instant as he gazed upon the scene right outside the rave.  Sure, he always liked to help people when he could without putting his self in too much peril.  But now he would have to act.  For not only did the Hellions start the fire, but they were fighting the fire fighters.  And if that wasn't bad enough, they were holding the partiers hostage.  The rage that flashed through his mind consumed every other thought.  He wished he could throw ice on the Hellions and on the building too.  He ran toward the nearest Hellion and as he threw a left hook at the jaw of his foe, his fist was covered in a block of ice.  The mighty blow sent the bad guy reeling.  So he flung his right hand at another gang member, thinking that the ice block on that hand might fly off and hit him.  Instead, a bolt of ice shot out of his hand.  He didn't even consider what this meant.  He just kept fighting the Hellions.
One Hellion threw a fire bolt at him.  It only made him angrier.
Once all the Hellions had been defeated, and after a girl scout gave him a camp fire badge, he had one thought.  JENNY!

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