“The only superpowered bastard in this room is my brother and he’s good for destroying things not making it better. Maybe we can do something where it will just fall? You can’t hold that forever.”
Hartley’s expression hardened and he shook his head, the adrenaline coursing through his veins. “I stay with you. I protect you.” Hartley stood up, making a dash for the coat check, climbing over some rubble and reappearing a few minutes later with his gloves. “I thought there might be bad things here.” Hartley powered on his gauntlets and the hum of the power sent even more feedback, Hartley letting out another pained scream before balling his fists and setting his jaw, making dead eye contact with Cisco. “Help sister. I clear way.”
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Rick grappled with the beam, struggling to hold it up. The beams security gave way further, leaving the full weight of the upper floor and their support floors. The building was compromised and he was right in the middle of the blast radius.” where is that bozo in Red when you need him.”
Cisco sighed, closing his eyes. He didn’t know what he would do if either Vi or Hartley got hurt. He knew for sure that he would never forgive himself. “Fine. Careful. I think there are gunmen over there.” He signed before pointing toward the entrances. He lead the way back down the path he created, back to his sister. “Yo, Rick is it? Yeah. Don’t let go just yet. We need to find something to hold up the beam. Metal maybe?” Cisco began scanning the room for anything that could hold the weight of the beam.
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