“Claaww~” A voice heaved a coherent word, but more in fact a coherent noun of a person. The voice seemed to have a faint trace of disparity while, at the same time, harboring a sense of anger and discretion. Something about the way it spoke gave off that sense of anxiety that anyone would feel when hearing a voice that sounded like it decayed further with each word that it spoke. That didn’t help the mind for the voice had a massive gasmask-like mechanism over its mouth to keep itself breathing in a air that was only normal for it. “Claaww~”
These words it repeated in a dry and drone-like tone swayed left and right through the packed crowds of the metropolis’ busy streets. Not having activated the suit’s invisibility mechanism he was certainly getting stares that were borderline fear and confusion. Some were wondering why a man, or what they’d assume to be man, was walking around the city in that get up. Others were wondering why the police hadn’t stopped this man yet; he obviously looks like a lost villain. However many would question the nature of the man. What was he doing here, and what was his purpose? Supremacy, money, fame? No-one didn’t really know, but he sure did. He was searching for someone, a “brother” to whom they called Claw.
“Brrootthheerr~,” his vocal chords groan as the word escaped his lungs, “Whheerree iiss mmyy brrootthheerr..?” He wanted to know, he truly wanted to know. He wanted to know where to find his brother. Why was he hiding from him? Why hide from your only brother? “BRROOTTHHEERR!!!”
The scream caught many, who were simple commuters, off guard as they cleared a circle for him. The man stood there amidst the circle of people who were now watching him with confusion and fear. They weren’t sure what to make of him. They weren’t sure whether to help him or run away. However, the man made it apparent that they should run away by furiously growling at everyone in the frontline of the circle. The growling caused several people to immediately depart from the circle. People immediately began to scatter, and this would, eventually, attract the attention of the police that were driving by.
Two policemen, armed with handguns and tasers, emerged from the police patrol-car and called in the disturbance to the Solus Police Department. “Dispatch this Car 1-3, we got a 10-32, requesting additional officers in the area. Possible hostile how copy?” The two policemen edged closer to the deranged and dilapidated man. The two of them looked at each other as they wondered who the hell this guy could be. He, obviously, didn’t look like a normal person and the colors and getup made them assume that his was metahuman.. A bad metahuman.
The policemen on the right, who had his taser at the ready, spoke softly to the derange man in hopes of calming him down. “Hey, hey.. Calm down.. We can help you find your,” the policeman took a minute to think of the disturbance that was caused in the first place, “Brother was it? Yeah, we’ll find him and everything will be okay..” The policeman trained the taser on him, “So sir I’m going to need you to come quietly. We won’t hurt you if you don’t resist and we will find your brother.. No problem, right?”
The man stopped his lunacy and stiffened tightly.
The policemen stopped and slightly lowered their tasers, as if surprised by the sudden turn of emotions.
The man then looked straight into the eyes of one of the policemen, and immediately began to move towards the policeman in question. However, as for the policemen, he immediately shot the taser (out of reflex for these kinds of situations). The sting came within an instant and had electrocuted the man, but to no avail. The man was still standing.
“Dispatch this Officer Skoleki we got a code red, I repeat we got a code red. Requesting all officers to the area now.” The other policeman fired his taser as well, but, again, to no avail.
The man looked at the two of them, as if suddenly surprised and yet equally angered by the threat, and recirculated electricity that was conducted by the taser back into the taser causing it to explode in their hands. The two policemen backed up several paces before pulling out their handguns and aiming it at the metahuman. “HANDS UP!! NOW!!!”
However, the metahuman didn’t lift up his hands and instead walked forward towards them.
“STOP OR WE WILL FIRE!!”
He was not stopping, instead he ignored them and got close to them.
Then the inevitable happened. Two shots rang out on the street, and those bullets met their target with precision and accuracy. However, the bullets did not hurt its target. Instead the bullets slowly oozed out of the body. The horrid creature touched the bullet holes that penetrated its armored outer-layer. It looked at the holes and then looked at the two policemen with an angered look. It would then proceed to grab one of the policemen by the head and slam him into the concrete sidewalk before turning towards the other.
The other policeman spoke into his radio, “Dispatch we got an officer down, I repeat we got an officer down!!”
There was a devious grin hidden behind the gasmask as it leapt onto the policemen, knocking him down to the concrete. However, the policemen had landed on his head causing severe skull damage and knocking him out upon impact.
Seeing that the policemen were out cold, the beastly man stood up from unconscious body and immediately ran for the nearest alleyway knowing that public exposure was a foolish decision. However, it was a decision made on instinct and protection.