the Six Heroes

The city of New York is considered one of the main hubs of the US, as many cultures thrive in this one section of the states. Various types of businesses go on in this city from restaurants, banks, flea markets and etc. But like most cities around the world, crimes are committed almost every day, and in the last year a string of un-solved bank heist’s have been on the rise. And little did everyone know, the master minds of these bank heists, are just a bunch of run-away teens & young adults.

Far off in the docks of the city, in a run-down section of the peer a lone storage building stood among rusted freighter crates and other run-down buildings, the six young men that call it home were just waking up. In the section of the storage house that was fitted to be the main sleeping area, the six run away’s were slowly stirring from their sleep, and were slowly getting out of bed, with a few of them doing so in their own unique way.

The lean bodied odd-eyed teen of the group, Circus as he was called, slowly rolls around in his bed while bits and pieces of his body detach from him, and flop onto the floor. The blonde-haired teen only awoke when his head rolled off the bed, and landed face first on the carpeted floor. Being shocked awake Circus’s head floated a few inches off the floor, before shaking it and started to re-collect himself. Once he had put himself back together, the teenager then began slowly making his way to the restroom so he could shower, but not fully in a normal way. Walking to the edge of the sleeping loft the odd-eyed teen was lifted into the air, before slowly floating his body over to the living room area, where he hovered above the ground and stood still while stretching, as his left behind leg shambled their way over to him. Once the legs had re-connected to the rest of Circus’s body, the young man then walks the final length of the building to restroom.

As the disassembling teenager walks into the rest room, a popping snap sound echoes slightly through the building, where in the kitchen a flash of yellow light appeared which had the youngest of the group standing in front of an open fridge, and was grabbing some ingredients to make breakfast. But as he closes the fridge and headed over to the stove counter to make breakfast, the sound of splashing water hitting the floor caught his attention. Looking over his shoulder the Latino teenager saw the second tallest person of the group, start to form his body from a puddle of water that was on the floor. The tall black-haired light skinned youth made his way to the living room’s couch, stretching out his body while yawning before circling around the couch and flopping onto it, where he turned the TV on. And the moment that the device was on it had the news playing, and it was discussing last week’s bank robbery.

“—and the police still don’t know who these robbers are, or where they could be found. With every new lead they seem to un-cover, they are lead astray instead with false trails, or simply come up empty handed.” The news anchor said which brought a tired smile to the young man’s face

“Looks like we’re still in the clear boys.” The young man said as he yawns again, and stretching out his body once more causing a few popping sounds to occur. “Hey Snap, what are you making?”

“Omelets and pancakes.” Snap responded as he was in the process of dicing up some onions, green peppers, and other vegetables for the egg dish.

“Sweet! Can you add extra tomatoes to my omelet?” Snap simply responded with ‘Sure’ and continued to make breakfast for the crew.

Soon enough the other three members of the group also started waking up, and began walking down to the main floor. The one that was called Plasma, was heading towards the kitchen to make some fresh coffee, and grabbing a cup of it once it was made. As for Steel, the tall African American of the group, he just walked over to the recliner next to the couch and sat down, while the last member of the crew grabbed one of the kitchen areas chair’s, and sat down next to the living rooms own table.

“So what’s everyone’s plan for today?” the reddish brown haired young man asked as he just relaxes in his chair, listening to the TV as background noise while enjoying the smell of cooked food.

“I’m just going to stay here, and relax.” Steel said as he just sat in the recliner. The young man then looked over to the one lounging on the couch, who was already back asleep and snoring away happily.

“Plasma, you got anything planned for today, or are you just going to kick back here.” The young man asked as he watched Plasma come walking into the living room, and sitting on the other side of the living room table.

“Not sure yet.” Plasma said before taking a sip of his coffee, humming in delight as he drinks the dark liquid.

“I’d figure I just wing it, but I might head out and just look around town.”

As Plasma and the other two awake members talked, Snapped had finished making everyone’s breakfast, just in time to as Circus came out of the shower and the young man on the couch woke up and they all started to eat. But little did this rag tag of misfits know, their day is about to be flipped on its head. After everyone had finished their meals, they each took their turns in the shower to freshen themselves up, and continued to relax around their hideout for the next few hours. But as noon came around…a knocking sound came from the front door, causing each of the six young men to immediately jump to their feet in surprise. Nobody should even be anywhere near their hideout, or even suspect that they were even living here as they went to great length to ensure that, they even sound proof their hideout so any excess noises they made wouldn’t alert anyone.

Another knock came from the door, and all six of the young men just looked at each other with unsure expression. Eventually Plasma started to walk over to the door, where he slowly opened it just enough to look through, but when he looked through the crack he saw that there was an old man standing there. He was about 7’ft tall, covered in a lavish brown trench coat with a pair of dark grey khakis and a brown fedora, he also held a cane in his left hand. The old man’s face was slightly wrinkled, but he still looked fairly good for a man his age. But there was just something, off about this old man. As if something just told Plasma he wasn’t just some regular old geezer.

“Hello there young man, may I come inside?” the old man asked in a soft-spoken Italian sounding voice.

“Only if you tell me how you know of this location, and knew someone actually lived here.” Plasma said as he kept most of his body hidden, and silently signaling to the others with hand gestures to be prepared.

“Of course, I’d be happy to explain things to you…Mason Pierce. Or should I call you, Plasma?” The old man said with a cocky smile as his eyes narrowed wickedly. As for Plasma he just was slacked jawed. No one outside the group knows his name, as he’s never interacted with anyone else aside from his crew.

“Now, would you let me in. It’s quite cold out here.”

Probably against his better judgment, Plasma slowly opens the door and allowed the old man to walk in. But as he steps into the old warehouse, the other members of the group looked really intense, as if all their nerves were on edge. As the old man made his way over to the living room, he continued to look over the inside of the makeshift hide out, looking at all the stuff that dotted the room. And when his eyes focused on the other five young men of the building, they all stayed in a defensive posture, Steel even grew in size slightly as his skin began turning a metallic silver coloring, and the reddish brown haired adolescent flicked open a lighter, and created a fireball floating in his palm.

“Now, now boys.” The old man chuckled as he sat down on the couch, just as the dark haired young man walked over to where Snap was standing. “There’s no need to be so defensive, I only came to talk that’s all.”

“Well we still want to know how you know of this location, and know someone actually lives here.” Plasma repeated his previous questions as he stood before the old man. “And more importantly, how do you know my actual real name?” the old man gave a small smile.

“I have many eyes & ears in this city boys. Eyes and ears that many over-look, and all who answer to me.” the old man said as he leaned back into the couch.

“And thanks to these eyes & ears, I’ve learned so much about you boys for the past few months. Who you are, and especially what your mutations are.” Each of the young men narrowed their eyes at the old man, their suspicions growing.

“But that’s not why I came here today boys. No, I came here to offer you a proposition.” The group all gave each other odd looks before they all looked down at the old man, who just kept his confident smile.

“You came all this way, to talk to us, about a proposal?” the dark haired young man said as he crossed his arms across his chest. The old man simply nodded.

“I’m sure you boys are very aware of the group known as, Enigma?” Each of the young men’s eyes widen as they heard the all too familiar name Enigma.

“The criminal ring that does illegal weapons trafficking?” Circus asked, to which the old man nodded his head again.

“The group of mobsters & gangsters that deal in drug dealing & human trafficking?” Steel inquired, which again the old man nodded his head.

“The very same.” The old man simply said.

“And the reason why I bring them up, is because I work for them. Or more accurately, they work for me.” the tension in the warehouse started to become thicker as the six young men really started to tense up.

Enigma, a gang of criminals, thugs, and back street dealers that pretty much deal in everything, and have a large influence in the underground. Only those who look to hard into their activities, desperate enough to seek out their help, or simply dragged into their work, know about these people. Not even the police force try to take on these people, unless they wanted to end up dead, or have their lives both personal & professional, to end in fire and despair.

“So what does the leader of the Enigma want from us?” Snap asked as he tried to hide his own trepidation, as a very powerful man was sitting right in front of him.

“Right to the point. I like that.” The old man said as he leaned forward a bit as he clasped his hands together.

“Basically, what I want from you six is to become my new lieutenants. The ones to help look over operations, and deal with those who let’s just say, wish they’d never done so in the first place.”

“So you want us as your hit men?” The fireball wielding young man said as he flicks his lighter open and close as he listens to the old man.

“Precisely.” The old man said as he points the butt of his cane at the six.

“You six have done a great job in stealing from the banks in my territory, and I’m not even mad about it. In fact, I’m actually quite impressed.” The old man then stood up and walked behind the couch into the wider expanse of the warehouse, with the six young men walking in behind him.

“I mean just look at all the stuff you had gathered here, and all in the span of a one year after coming to this city. Very impressive indeed boys.”

“But just imagine it, the things you could have if you worked for me. You could have anything you want, and no one would even care, and you wouldn’t have to worry about the authorities catching you. Or the government for that matter. In fact, they wouldn’t even TRY to touch you. You’ll have all the money to spend you could ever want, have all the things you could wish for, and many more.” The old man then turned to face the six young men, a hand slowly being out stretched as his smile started to grow in such away, it would make the Cheshire cat envious.

“So, do we have a deal?”

The six young men looked at each other, questioning expressions etched on their faces. Do they take this offer? It would make their lives somewhat easier, and it wasn’t like they cared for the, normal, people anyway. So why should they care what happened to them if they got in their way, if they worked for the Enigma…and yet…why should they take this offer. The reason they banded together, was because they trusted no one, no one except each other as they come from somewhat similar backgrounds. And while the option of having access to easy money, and have something to occupy their spare time in between heists, and not have to worry about many things in their lives. One thing stands true to the six, no matter what they do.

“No.” Plasma said which caused the old man’s smile to crinkle if ever so slightly & his hand to twinge.

“If you do know us as much as you THINK you do, then you’d know we don’t take orders from anyone, and the only people we trust, is each other.” Plasma said all in a firm tone.

“Plus, the business you and your boys deal in is not for us.” Plasma then held his right hand off to his side where he then created a 5’ft long shaft of compressed super-heated plasma, while his friends readied or activated their own powers.

“Now get out. Of. Our. Home.” The young man said while pointing the tip of his weapon at the old man who stayed in his slight bent over posture, his smile now gone while his dark brown eyes were looking at the six with what appeared to be a neutral expression.

“Is that your, FINAL, decision?” Each of the young men nodded their heads in unison, the old man then gave a disgruntled sigh as he stood up straight.

“Pity.” The old man said in a hushed tone as his eyes gained a glowing violet ambiance to them, before Plasma vanished along with a piece of the floor he was standing on. Each of the other young men looked to where Plasma was and started to panic.

“WHAT DID YOU DO TO MY FRIEND!?” Steel shouted as his whole body grew to become 10ft high and turned to steel, but even standing before such an intimidating figure the old man simply stood his ground.

“Well since you denied my offer, I must get rid of any evidence of our meeting. Who knows, you might try—”

Steel then closed the distance between him and the old man, and was ready to utterly smash him into the ground with a clenched fist. Ready to turn him into nothing more than a red stain on the floor. But like before in a mere blink of an eye, Steel and bit of the floor he was standing on just straight up vanished as well. A pair of flying fists came rushing over to the old man actually catching him of guard, striking him in the chest and gut and sending him flying a few feet back while coughing out in pain. Circus then sent the rest of his body vaulting through the air, before spinning in mid-air and out stretching his right leg, ready to deliver a sweeping kick to the old man’s head. But once again Circus vanished in the blink of an eye. Now enraged that three of their group was just, removed from right in front of them, the remaining three young men readied themselves for a fight. While the old man slowly got up from the floor.

The young man with the fireball rushed forward, his small ball of fire turning into the size of a car, while the dark haired young man’s body turned into a mass of boiling hot water, and Snap teleported behind the old man and was ready to deliver an axe kick. But just as they were half way to their target, the old man’s eyes glowed more intensely, and all three of them vanished without a trace. Now that the six young men were gone, the old man stood up and started to straighten out his clothes, as well as dusting off anything that blemished it, while the glow in his eyes slowly fading away, before he knelt down to grab his cane.

“Such a waste of talented youths.” The old man said before reaching into his coat, and pulling out a cellphone. After dialing a number, and waiting for only a few moments, someone answered the phone.

“Yes sir?”

“Turns out those boys weren’t exactly what I hoped for.” The old man said in a very disappointed voice as he walks back to the door of the warehouse before stepping outside. “Oh well, perhaps we’ll try our luck with the next candidate. And Samson.”

“Y-yes sir.” The person on the other end gulped as he gave a shuttering reply.

“Be sure that the next people you scout for our enterprise are more, agreeable.” The old man said in a clearly threatening tone as his grip on his cane and phone tighten.

“I’ll be s-sure they’re m-more to your s-standers.” The old man then ended the call before returning his phone to his inner coat pocket, and made his way back to his main base of operations for his next meetings.

~~~~~

Today was certainly not what any pony was expecting of a wedding day, especially having a city-wide invasion of a numerous force of an unknown nation, and having the bride be swapped with the tyrannical queen of said invasive force.

But with the skepticism of a unicorn named Twilight Sparkle, who noticed that the princess that was being married to her brother was not the same pony who she used to know, she was able to rescue her old foalhood friend. But even after rescuing the true princess of love, Twilight and her friends still had to contend with the invading force and their queen. Yet the group could only do so much against a literal army, before they were inevitably captured. However while Twilight and her friends were defeated, the princess of love and Twilight’s brother were able to repel the invading force when an unknowable force took them both over.

After the invasion was repelled the wedding proceeded as planned, and now Twilight, and her five close friends Applejack, Rarity, Fluttershy, Pinkie Pie, and finally Rainbow Dash were enjoying the after-wedding party. During the final hours of the after-wedding party as it was turning from noon to dusk, Princess Cadence & Shining Armor were in the midst of doing a slow dance, while both of Shining’s parents were on the side-lines watching them with bright smiles as they nuzzle into one another. As for Twilight and her friends, the six mares were just relaxing at a table, eating some food as they both watch the other ponies enjoy the party, and just talking.

“Well, it may have started out with a rocky start, but I think we can say that tonight the wedding ended on a good note.” Rarity said before taking a small bite out of her piece of cake, while her friend Pinkie sitting next to her, just slapped her face onto the plate and devouring her own slice.

“Yeah! I’m really happy that Princess Cadence & Shining Armor were able to get hitched, instead of having Shining Armor be brain washed by that mean old Queen Chrysalis.” Pinkie Pie blathered after pealing her face from the plate, and swallowing her slice of cake.

“I’m just glad that no pony got to hurt during the wedding.” Fluttershy said before she took a small bite of her own slice of cake.

“And now, we can just kick back, and enjoy the party.” Applejack said as she took a swig of her cider.

But just as the farm pony said those words everypony in the courtyard, including the dancing newlyweds heard something, a sound like a small explosion of fireworks. Everypony then started to look around for the source of the sound, but then a chunk of rock came falling out of the sky and slamming into the table Twilight & her friends were sitting at, and causing all six mare’s to jump away. Then everypony looked up to see something else come falling down, but before it reached the ground it was caught in a golden aura, and was brought to the ground carefully over to Celestia. But before she, or any pony else could even look at what the princess caught properly, something heavy came falling out of the sky and crash into the ground, creating a large crater in the dance floor and creating a shockwave that knocked a lot of ponies off their hooves. Twilight and her friends along with the other princesses headed over to the crater, and found a massive thing laying at the bottom of the hole, its skin reflecting any light source that was shining onto it.

“What the hay is going on!?” Rainbow Dash half-shouted as she looked at the large metal thing in the crater, before her ears perked up and directed her eyes back up to the sky. Where she and the others saw more creatures and pieces of rock come falling down. “Seriously?”

“Quick! Catch those creatures before they get hurt!” Celestia called out which spurred various ponies in the courtyard to action.

Two pegasi guards took flight and caught one of the creatures, while one of the unicorn guards blasted the falling rocks out of the sky. Twilight caught one of the creatures before it came in contact with the ground, but the sudden weight of the creature & its momentum nearly caused her to falter for a second. Cadence & Shining Armor were able to catch the last two creatures in their own magical auras, and bringing them both down to the ground safely.

“Please tell me that’s the last of ‘em.” Applejack prayed as she looked around, and seeing no more falling objects, or creatures. Which thankfully there were none.

“Thank goodness, now what in Sam hill just happened?” the orange pony said as she looked at the creature in Twilight’s magical grasp. “And what in tarnation is this—or these things supposed to be?”

“I don’t’ know Applejack.” Celestia said as she carefully places her creature down, and started to help Luna lift the large metal one out of the crater, before watching its metal coating fade away as it shrank in size. “But whatever they are, they look like they need medical attention.” Celestia then looked over to one of the earth pony guards.

“Fetch us some stretches so we can carry these creatures to the medical wing.” The guard saluted before running off to fulfill the order he was just given. As everypony waited for the guard to bring help and the stretchers, they all looked upon the odd and yet fascinating looking creatures with curious looks, with the odd silence being broken by Celestia.

“Well this day just keeps getting more, and more unusual doesn’t it?”