[Before the fight between Ken and dart, during the chapter 20 as Spiderman (Michael Wilson) Called the police using the Mcall device that connected to the system ]
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At the police station, things were chaotic. telephones were ringing non-stop, radios were crackling with urgent messages, and officers were hurrying around to organize their response to the violence at Midtown High School.
Among them was Captain Edward Wilson, a respected and experienced leader within the police force. As the reports flooded in, he listened intently, his mind racing with thoughts of the safety of the people that were trapped within the school, especially his son Michael Wilson.
Captain Edward Wilson's mind was consumed with worry for his son Michael amidst the unfolding crisis. "Michael, I hope you're safe," he thought, his heart weighed down with concern. He clenched his fists, his determination to protect not just the students, but also his own flesh and blood.
"Wait for me,son," Edward thought to himself, his determination clear as he geared up to rush to Midtown High School. He wanted nothing more than to end the violence and bring everyone to safety.
Just as he was about to leave, Edward's mcall device buzzed loudly, startling him. He quickly tapped the screen to answer
"Hello, Captain. I'm at Midtown High School, and we have a situation. Multiple armed suspects are inside, and innocent lives are at risk. I need backup, now." Spider-Man's urgent plea
Captain Wilson's jaw tensed at the news, but he maintained his composure. "I already know," he replied firmly into the mcall device. "I've dispatched my trusted companions, Kevin Bridget, because they're the closest in that area. You're in time; I'm heading there now to join them
"Okay, sir," Spider-Man's voice crackled through the device, filled with urgency. "I hold the line until the police get here."
With a nod , then a determined look in his eyes, Captain Wilson quickly grabbed his equipment, getting ready to rush to Midtown High School. He understood that time was of the essence, and he was prepared to do whatever necessary to keep everyone safe, especially his son, Michael, who was trapped inside.
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(Outside Midtown High School)
Kevin Bridget, a tough cop with years of experience, marched forward with a determined look on his face. His heart pounded with worry for his son, Ken, who was trapped inside the school during all the commotion. Kevin kept moving forward, determined to stop the terorrist and make sure everyone was okay.
As Kevin advanced, he squinted as he spotted a group of terrorists hiding behind flipped-over cars, ready to shoot at them. Without wasting a moment, Kevin gestured to his fellow officers, signaling them to take cover and prepare for the impending confrontation.
"Quick, hide!" Kevin shouted over the noise of the guns. "They're already hiding, waiting to shoot at us. Stay sharp!"
His fellow officers nodded, understanding what to do. They scattered, finding shelter behind nearby stuff like cars and debris, getting ready to shoot back.
As bullets flew, Kevin stayed focused on the terrorist, gripping his gun tight, ready to fight. The air was tense as both groups shot at each other, trying hard to win.
"Watch your spots!" Kevin yelled, his voice commanding as he directed his fellow officers to maintain their positions and cover each other's backs. "We need to take them out but don't let your guard down. They could be hiding anywhere."
The officers nodded quickly and quietly, their movements careful and coordinated as they aimed to outsmart the terrorists and seize control of the situation. Every bullet fired edged them nearer to their objective.
With steely resolve, Kevin aimed his weapon and fired. His shots hit their targets with deadly precision. One terrorist dropped instantly, struck in the head by Kevin's bullet. Another stumbled backward, clutching his chest in agony as Kevin's shot his chest.
But even as the terrorists fell, their numbers seemed endless. For every one they took down, it felt like two more emerged to take their place. The odds were stacked against them, with forty terrorists against just twenty police officers.
Still, Kevin didn't give up. He kept shooting, determined and focused. Each shot he took was deliberate, aimed at taking down the enemy. He moved carefully, making sure each move counted, as he tried to gain control in the fierce fight.
Kevin's heart raced with urgency as he thought, "Hurry up, Captain. We need you now more than ever."
As the fight continued, Kevin's mind stayed fixed on the students stuck inside the school. He knew they were in danger, and time was running out fast. Each second that passed meant they were getting closer to harm.
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"Hoh, you are still standing despite your bones are broken and you are heavily injured. I respect you for that," said Jord, his voice acknowledging Teacher Dan resilience. "But with that, playtime is over. I'm going back on my word. Now, I'm going to use my Vibranium punch to finish you off."
With a serious resolve, Teacher Dan prepared himself for the upcoming attack, his thoughts consumed by the safety of his students. He understood that if he gave up now, if he let himself be beaten, it would mean disaster for all of them.
But just as Jord was about to deliver the final punch, a sudden interruption broke the tense silence. A smoke bomb exploded in the classroom, filling the air with dense, swirling clouds of smoke.
The sudden chaos caused confusion to spread quickly through the room, making it hard for anyone to see clearly and leaving Jord and his henchmen bewildered. In the midst of this confusion,Teacher Dan's students took advantage of the situation to run away, following the clear instructions of the person's voice that they recognized it was their PE Teacher.
"Run, everyone, run!" the PE Teacher shouted, his voice cutting through the fog of confusion. "Follow me, stay low, and keep moving!"
Mark, Chris, Emily, and the rest of the students quickly got up, moving hastily towards the direction of their teacher's voice. They felt their hearts racing with adrenaline and fear as they struggled through the thick smoke, their chests hurting from breathing in the sharp, unpleasant fumes.
Inside the classroom, Jord shouted in anger, his plans ruined by the unexpected person. "Find them! Don't let them escape!" he yelled, his voice echoing down the halls
His henchmen followed his orders immediately, their guns blazing as they fired blindly into the smoke-filled corridor. Bullets flew past the running students, their hearts pounding with fear as they dodged and ducked to avoid being hit.
In the chaos they were in, tragedy struck hard. Bullets hit their targets, taking down students who never saw it coming. Some dropped right away, collapsing where they stood. Others screamed out
in agony as bullets tore through them. The air filled with the smell of blood and smoke, and the sounds of agony filled the space as the injured begged for help
But even with the danger and chaos around them, the students kept going. They were determined to escape and find safety.
As they ran, Teacher Dan struggled to keep up, his body bruised and beaten from Jord's brutal attack. Every step he took was agony, but he refused to give up. With every movement, he felt the pain inside his body, but he clenched his teeth and forced himself to continue.
Suddenly, just as he felt his strength fading, Teacher Dan was caught by Mark and Chris, who rushed to his side, lending their support.
As Teacher Dan leaned on Mark and Chris for support, he couldn't help but feel incredibly thankful. "Thanks, boys," he said, struggling to catch his breath. "I don't know what I'd do without you."
Mark glanced at Chris, and said to Teacher Dan "We've got your back, Teacher Dan," he said firmly. "We're in this together."
Chris nodded in agreement. "Yeah, we're not leaving anyone behind," he added, his voice filled with determination.
Feeling a swell of pride, Teacher Dan looked at the two boys beside him. Despite the danger, they still help him. "You two are amazing," he said, his voice choked with emotion. "I'm lucky to have students like you."
Meanwhile, Jord's frustration boiled over into rage as he realized his prey was slipping through his fingers. "fuck!" he growled, his voice full of anger. "You can't hide from me forever! I'll find you, and when I do, there'll be nowhere left to run!"
Amidst the chaos, Teacher Dan and his students hurried through the smoke-filled corridors, their hearts racing with fear and adrenaline.
As Mark and Chris struggled to help Teacher Dan, they heard a voice piercing through the hallways that filled with smoke. They turned to see their Physical Education teacher, Mr. Thomas, coming through the fog.
"Mr. Thomas!" Mark shouted, feeling a wave of relief wash over him as he spotted their dependable teacher. With the gunfire echoing loudly around them, Mark had to speak loudly to ensure Teacher Thomas could hear him over the noise.
Teacher Thomas nodded seriously; his expression was serious. "You two, go and lead the other kids. I will distract them. Now, go!" he instructed, firmly, making it clear that there was no time to waste.
"Everyone, follow us!" Chris called out, his voice echoing through the corridor, despite the deafening noise of bullets flying from the henchmen of Jord. "Stay close and keep moving!"
The students struggled to hear Chris's voice amid all the chaos and thick smoke swirling around them. But even with bullets flying dangerously close, they understood they had to rely on him and follow his voice.
As they hurried, ducking and sidestepping through the dense smoke and the barrage of bullets. Chris and Mark took the lead, their hearts pounding as they searched for an escape route from the chaotic nightmare gripping their school. With every step, they felt the urgency of the situation pushing them forward.
"Come on, you cowards!" Teacher Thomas shouted, his voice ringing out defiantly. "If you want a fight, you've got one!"
Teacher Thomas's words broke through the smoke. With a calculated plan in mind, he raised his voice to draw the attention of the terrorists away from the fleeing students.
In the midst of the chaos, Jord's strong voice broke through the noise, ordering his fellow henchmen to stop shooting and instead follow Teacher Thomas's voice.
"Stop the shooting! Follow that man's voice!" Jord's order rang out with urgency, his words a command to redirect their focus away from the blinding smoke and towards their target.
As the henchmen hesitated, one of them raised a valid concern, "Boss, there is also those students' voices. Should we follow them too by their sounds?"
Jord's response was swift and decisive, his voice dripping with disdain, "No need. Let's follow the man who disrupted my fun."
With Jord's order ringing out, the henchmen stopped chasing after the students' voices and turned towards Teacher Thomas's bold shouts.
The henchmen clutched their weapons tighter as they made their way through the smoke-filled hallways. Each step they took echoed loudly as they headed towards Teacher Thomas, their main goal.
After chasing for what felt like forever, they finally arrived in a spot where the smoke cleared, revealing the outline of an older man, maybe around 69 years old. He had a commanding presence, showing both wisdom and strength in his stance. The light on his face made the wrinkles stand out more, showing he had been through a lot in life.
Jord, his face looking furious and frustrated, stepped forward, his enhanced Vibranium on his right arm shone in the dim light, making him look even scarier. "Who do you think you are?" he growled angrily, glaring at the older man with pure hatred.
The older man stayed calm, looking directly at Jord without flinching. "I'm just a teacher," he said calmly, his voice showing strength without being loud.
Status:
Name: Thomas Halloway (Former Vigilante known as The Angel)
Age: 69
Attributes:
Strength: 40 (former 100)
Agility: 42 (former 120)
Endurance: 45 (former 130)
Charisma: 50 (former 150)
Luck: 80 (former 120)
Stamina: 46 (Former 120)
[Note: Attributes are scaled down to reflect his age (he is not in his prime anymore)]
Skills:
Detective Skills
Charisma and Leadership
Enhanced Strength and Endurance
Immunity to Toxins
Skilled Combatant
Stealth and Infiltration
Skilled at Gadgetry and Equipment
Technique Skills:
Acrobat: Master level beyond
Weapon Proficiency: Master level beyond
To be continued
[Author's Note: In the next chapter, the focus will shift to Thomas Halloway's who contributes to the unfolding events at Midtown High School.]