“That's what you plan on fighting with? That puny dagger? What’s that gonna do when they have a gun.” I couldnt help but get sarcastic, I just I can’t believe this guy. What the heck is he going to do with something like that?

“Ugh just shut up!” He then took the knife and slit his arm making a cut that wasn’t fatal but deep enough for lots of blood to pour out.

“The heck are you doing!” I started to panic, why was he cutting himself? As soon as I said that, the blood dripping from his wrist started to move and wriggle. “CONTROL!” Dameon yelled out as he said that his wiggling blood expanded out into a scythe-like shape.

“W-what the actual heck!”. How was this happening? He literally just made a weapon from his blood.

The people on the roof caught up to us and once again started to shoot at us but this time Dameon was blocking all of the bullets with his blood scythe. “I’ll hold them back, you guys need to get out of here!” me and ekon were too shocked to say anything. We just stood there looking at the fight that was taking place in the rain. Daemon was moving lightning fast as he kept up with the bullets made of light that were moving at least 35 miles per hour.

“This is crazy, what the heck is going on?” My eyes widen at the scene before me. Anyone would be schocked to find out that people can hace powers like this.

We were paying way too much attention to the one person that we didn’t notice the second person on the rooftop as well. They walked off to the edge of the rooftop and jumped down in front of me, dunken, and ekon.

“Crap! one of them was a close combat soldier. Dunken you’re gonna have to take care of them.” Dameon was still blocking off the bullet as he told dunken to fight. 

“Right! Uh, you two might want to back away a little bit.” Me and Ekon looked at each other as dunken said this to us. Not knowing what was going to happen we backed up close to our tent. Dunken then threw his hooded cloak and revealed his very in shape and fit body. I couldn’t tell when he was wearing the burger prince uniform but in that Brown shirt and tan pants he had a good body.

“Yes, finally someone who's going to fight in a normal way.” At least that was what I thought.  

“CONTROL!” Dunken yelled. His body started to grow bigger and he was getting taller. His skin was turning purple and his light pink eyes turned all white. I stand corrected. He was now a 8 foot tall purple hulk. He wasn’t as buff but he still looked like the hulk. The person who was attacking us pulled off her hood reliving her golden hair and golden eyes. Her sugar brown skin and her lightly sprinkled freckles all over her face. 

"Wajebakefa lab'jewa weba!” She yelled out somthing in some foregin language, it sounded like jumbled english. As soon as she said that her fist grew larger. She charged for Dunken punching him in the gut, but he wasn’t fazed by it. He grabbed her arm and threw her in the wall next to them, creating a hole in the building. “Uh, we don’t need to pay for that right?” Even in this situation I am still worried about money. 

“Uneme we should start grabbing our stuff.” Ekon nudged me to our tent and I nodded in agreement. Both me and ekon rushed over to our little tent and picked up our bags. Of course the bag ekon goes for first is his stupid books.I at least went for the bag that held all our water and food. As we rushed to get all our stuff together it seemed our time was ticking out.