Jackie
Phoenix streak across the sky above New London weaving between the tall buildings of the Tower District as she head for the slums. She hadn't been a cape for too long but it was enough that didn't hesitate to fly halfway across the city to respond to a tip she had heard about a shootout. As she flew high above the streets below seemed so small, how much crime was she missing as she flew on past to deal with more crime? It was impossible to know but she knew it was more than she liked.

The jet of flame coming of her left fist suddenly doubled in size causing her to veer off to the right and down slightly straight towards the slums. As she travelled through the air her eyes and ears strained for any sign of the reported gunfight. If it was real there was no doubt she would find it soon enough. These things weren't exactly quiet.
Juan
Fortunately as a resident of the slums, the intel of the shootout had already been given to him. People knew him enough to know he would want to deal with any idiots thinking they can lay siege on his home. 

With a skip, hop, and a jump he took off into a burst of flight. Clearly he was in no sort of distress, seeing as he was mostly bullet-proof. Any and probably all gunmen would lay waste to him if given the chance so, why not use that against them. Phoenix would be able to see him closing in on the same area she was going to. He didn't know her, so she probably didn't know him. He wasn't exactly a hero...

Either way this was going to be interesting. This counted as his first official mission wasn't it? Who knows...
Michael
As the two arrived on the scene, it looked more like a warzone than a typical urban shootout.

On one side the police were having difficulty making their way down the road at all - most of it being blocked off by destroyed cars that seemed to have exploded at one point or another. Any time the authorities tried to make a push, gunfire would ring out from the large Mill in the center of the carnage.

On the other side was the large seemingly abandoned mill. Well, it clearly wasn't abandoned anymore. What appeared to be dozens of gang members were armed and dangerous, shooting out of various windows.

Even despite the distance - with the two capes being far away and in the air - both suddenly had bullets whizzing by them. Missing, but getting danerously close. Most of the fire seemed focused on phoenix due to how clearly visible she was. Shouting erupted inside the building, and moments later the sounds of some sort of vehicle could be heard.
Jackie
Despite the idea of attempting to melt incoming bullets sounded like a nice experiment Phoenix wasn't about to run that test as she hovered high in the air. That seemed like the perfect method to end up getting herself killed.

Allowing the flames that kept her suspended in the air to fade, Phoenix began to fall to the ground, her eyes briefly turning to the other cape they seemed to be shooting at. At least she wouldn't be doing this entirely alone.

Close to the ground several jets of flame formed around Phoenix's body to slow her descent and launch her forwards through the air. Being closer to the ground should make it harder for the people shooting her to see her as she approached but for good measure she zig zagged as she flew. No point in making it easy for them. Keep moving that was the name of the game.
Juan
Erik also figured that getting lit up by bullets wasn't the smartest idea, regardless of whether or not he could protect himself. To evade is better to withstand, at least when it came to gunfire. 

Albeit he had no pyrokinetic abilities like the other, his descent was mediocre in terms of look. He slowly made his way to the ground before releasing his flight and having both feet on the ground. The muscles in his legs wriggled violently before buffering into larger ones, allowing him speed on the ground that he could not achieve in the air. Erik charged forward, growing thick pads of armor over his face, torso, and limbs. His physical appearance looked quite disproportionate and rather gross, but it certainly got the job done.
Michael
Bullets continued to rain down on Phoenix as she brought herself closer to the ground - albeit less than before. There were simply too many bullets flying through the air. Moments after zig zagging, a bullet shot clean through her calf and out the other side. On the plus side, she was close enough to the building to see when people poked out of windows to shoot.

Juggernaut had the same issue, though the bullets simply bounced or ricocheted off. It seemed as though there wasn't really anything around that could actually pierce his armor.

"HEY! Deal with the big guy!" Someone shouted out.

Moments later what appeared to be an armored truck rolled out onto the street. It was clearly shoddily made with large metal panels simply welded onto a normal truck. In the back was a mounted heavy machine gun that rolled towards the direction of Juggernaut and began to open fire.
Juan
Erik clicked his tongue in annoyance when the heavy-shooting truck rolled up. 

He knew his armors limits, and he did not feel like getting shot today, or worse for that matter. With an array of muscles in his legs jerking about, the burly man began to skip and dash around in a circle, getting lower and lower to the ground as he thrashed his swollen arm constantly into the ground. He needed to gain some cover, someway or another. So he aimed to knock the ground hard enough for a smokescreen of dust and dirt to be lifted. 

After doing so, he would hope that they would start shooting randomly into the abyss.

While he readied himself to enter their main location, more muscles all over his body began to swell.
Jackie
*"Merde!"*

The muffled word left her mouth through clenched teeth as she tried her best to ignore the pain. In an ideal world she could use her pyrokinesis to cauterise the wound but she was immune to her own power so that was out of the question. Instead she will just deal for the moment.

Shifting her flight path she headed straight for building below the window level. Once she reached the buildings wall she would launch herself straight up with a powerful jet of flame towards the open window from directly below, releasing a low intensity but bright burst of flames into the room as she reached the opening. She couldn't risk a more powerful blast if there were innocents but this should be enough to disorient.
Michael
By the time the heavy machine gun started to unload, there was already the beginnings of a cloud of thick dust around Erik. Just as he suspected, they continued to fire blindly into the dust even as it thickened. Bullets streaked through the cloud, making their own tiny paths.

Despite not being visible, a couple shots managed to hit him - one cracking the armor on his forearm but not destroying it. A different bullet cracked the armor on his shin. The heavy machine gun continued to fire blindly, apparently not concerned with running out of ammo

Closer to the mill, Phoenix had at this point garnered the attention of all of the gunmen in the windows, though they weren't all able to aim at her as she dived straight through a particular one.

"I can't see shit!" The closest man yelled out.

All four men in the room flinched, suddenly covering up their eyes and finding it difficult to see at all. One of the men, despite not being able to see, started to open fire blindly. Almost immediately someone cried out in pain.

"You SHOT me you fucking idiot!" One man screamed out as he fell to the ground, clutching at his leg.

Another man ran straight for the exit, stumbling around due to not being able to see.
Jackie
*"Shouldn't use a gun if you're scared of getting shot!"*

Deciding stopping and losing initiative would be the worst possible choice here she didn't let up. Instead moving as quickly as she could towards the closest of the gunmen and swinging her fist towards their Face. As she swung a jet of flames erupted from her elbow adding a burst of speed and power to the attack. 

She wasn't a fool though, she couldn't focus just on the punch. As she punched at her first target she scanned the room trying to figure out who her next focus would be. When guns were involved one needed to be prepared.
Juan
Erik grunted as he fell to one knee, not having been shot by heavier artillery for a long time. 

In a few seconds his entire body grew larger and more grotesque, his muscles becoming even more defined as his mass increased. Then, from the smoke-screen the hulking figure leapt into the sky and directly towards the vehicle manning the gun. As he came closer he aimed to not only smash his fists into the top of the car; destroying the weapon and restraining the vehicle, but also securing a hold on it for what he was planning to do with it. 

He was going to throw it into the building!
Michael
The man still looked disoriented as Phoenix landed her punch, knocking him out instantly and forcing him to slump to the floor. The other man in the room raised a rifle up slowly as his eyes adjusted, still wincing. The man running for the door was already long gone, though he could be heard running through a hallway.

On the other end of the fight, the armored truck continued to unload on the cloud blindly. One more bullet struck Juggernaut in the abs as he burst out of the dust, but the gunfire died out almost immediately after. The truck immediately started to drive in reverse as Juggernaut's massive body jumped.

"Shit! Relo—"

Moments later the man's words were cut off as Juggernaut impacted the truck loudly - the sound of breaking metal cutting off all noise as the weapon was instantly destroyed by his fists. The gunner bailed out of the truck, jumping off the side and tumbling across the street. It quickly became apparent that the roof of this makeshift armored truck was nowhere near as well armored as the rest of it. The truck continued to drive in reverse wildly, swerving in an attempt to throw Juggernaut off. The truck was clearly struggling to move as fast under the added weight however.

It was simple enough to get a handhold on the truck, though it quickly became apparent that his ability to fly on it's own wouldn't be enough leverage to throw the truck.
Jackie
A solid hit caused a confident grin to appear on her face. She could actually do this, so many patrols with little to no combat and she finally could prove to herself she could fight. Still now was not the time to stands around and be impressed with herself, there was an idiot aiming a gun at her and unlike her fellow hero outside she was not bullet proof.

The jets of flame at the bottom of her feet sudden rose in temperature and intensity launching her higher in the air at an angle closer to the gunman. As she approached the ceiling she formed hundreds of smaller jets of flame to launch her back down towards her target, lifting her elbow to strike at his face on the way down. Hoping the smaller flames would avoid setting the ceiling on fire in the process.
Juan
Juggernaut released his grip on the vehicle upon realizing he didn't have the leverage to move the truck right now, his abs, and leg throbbing from recent bullet impacts. Assuming their was still gunmen shooting outside, and if his hearing was correct inside the building too, some cover was very much needed. If he had to choose staying outside or going inside, he would choose the latter. 

Bending his knees on-top of the truck, Erik readied another leap from the truck and into the side of the building near him and the hero. He was curious if she had died yet, or better, kicking ass. Fire could very well fill the rooms quickly if it were to spread. Also rifles are harder to maneuver in close-range, giving him an advantage. Hopefully he wouldn't regret this.
Michael
The man aiming for Phoenix opened fire as soon as he realized she was coming right for him. While he still couldn't see very well, a single shot nicked her shoulder as it passed by. As Phoenix got even closer however, the gun let off a few shots right next to her left ear, causing it to ring painfully. Even her right ear seemed damaged.

The man went down without much more of a fight, grunting as he was elbowed across the face and knocked to the ground. He still seemed to be conscious, though not moving very much. 

On Juggernaut's side of the fight, it didn't actually seem like there were many gunmen outside. In fact, even the men who were in the windows shooting earlier seemed to have all moved back.

As he leapt into the side of the building he heard a crash underneath him almost immediately - the driver of the Truck having apparently reversed directly into a wall before stopping. Juggernaut crashed through the side of the building, coming out on the ground floor of the building. Up above he could see men running away on a catwalk - a few shooting shots at him as they ran. None of the bullets seemed capable of doing much, even on the portions of his armor that were damaged they would simply bounce off.

They all seemed to be running towards a set of stairs on the far end of the building that would let them down to the ground floor right next to a truck that was parked **Inside** The building. It didn't seem to be an armed or armored truck though - instead being used for moving product.

The entire ground floor looked to be some sort of warehouse, though it wasn't clear for what. Crates were strewn about the place, closed shut. Atop some of them weapons were also laid out - rifles, pistols. Even a couple of rocket launchers.
Jackie
"I can't believe you shot me! Branleur!"

Phoenix dropped to the ground and reached down to the mans weapon. Grabbing it by it's barrel she began to create the most intense flames she could in the palm of her hand before crushing the metal and twisting and bending the barrel. Try shooting that. Slowly she walked over to each of the dropped weapons and did the same to them, these things needed to be turned to slag. 

"So whilst you're still awake how about you tell me about this little operation you have going on? Why the fuck do you think it's okay to shoot into a crowded city?"
Juan
Erik held his arm in front of him to block the pea shots that bounced off of him, clicking his tongue in annoyance as they ran away. 

As a curious fellow, he gazed around at all of the crates littered about. When he saw the truck probably meant for transportation of whatever their product is, he grabbed one of the pistols and shot a round into two of the tires facing him. As he tossed the useless firearm over his shoulder, he walked over to one of the crates and ripped off the top, aiming to see what was inside while also keeping caution of his surroundings. 

What exactly caused the shootout? What were they moving. All interesting questions he was waiting to be answered. 

Upon clearing his throat, he hollered. **"OI! FLAME HERO! They're nearing the stairs at the bottom! Watch out for explosive weaponry!"**
Michael
"Fuuugh... Yuueh" The man slurred out in response, slowly reaching a hand up to his face as blood started to leak out of his nose - the nose was apparently bent at an unnatural angle.

Erik wasn't a professional gunman by any means, but even he was able to shoot the tires of the unmoving truck. The gunmen up above, seeing that their bullets were useless, soon decided to just focus on running.

As they saw Juggernaut picking up a gun and shooting, some of the men seemed to decide that taking the stairs was entirely too slow - and ended up jumping halfway. The rest ran down the stairs normally. All of them seemed to understand that the truck would be useless with the tires popped, and instead started running for an exit.

The inside of the crate was odd. Rectangles of... Plastic? That were wrapped in a plain wrapping.
Jackie
"*Oh for crying out loud. Think of this as a life lesson. Don't mess up again.*"

Of course he couldn't take a punch. What a waste of a human being. No matter, she didn't have enough time to worry about getting answers from him. After all she was bleeding and her fellow hero was making a right noise outside, she would come back to deal with these criminals latter.

Leaping back Phoenix ignited flames from her feet and hands, launching herself back out of the window she entered teh room by. Allowing the flames to die down she dropped down towards the ground before slowing herself and flying towards Juggernaut, looking at whatever he's found.
Juan
He watched as they fled the room, wanting to leave now that he stopped them in their tracks. It was a shame really, he wanted to see what he could do against the explosives. The high calibres already hurt. 

 **"Amateurs withs specialized weaponry selling drugs aye?"** Perhaps this lot was affiliated with a gang in New London, but which one? The Top Hats were indeed the most known drug distributors, but in the end a crime was a crime no matter who did it. In a few moments Erik's swollen body began to shrink down to his base physique, although his armor plating were still engaged. His body now looked very weird with the plates pushing out from under his skin, but even so he turned to his companion on this mission and began to speak. **"They're fleeing to the exit now that i popped the tires on the truck, their'll be no more movement for this load."**

He figured the backup outside would get them as they ran outside, or in a moment the two of them would but for rightt now, what to do about the product?
Michael
As Phoenix dropped to the ground she could see the same scene as Juggernaut - a room filled with crates, some open, with weapons and explosives scattered around.

The pair had arrived to a firefight, and even fought their way through it. Now that things were over however, the place was strangely quiet except for the sirens in the distance.

It didn't sound as though the police had decided it was safe to get closer at this point. It seemed the two would have a bit longer to decide on exactly what they wanted to do.
Jackie
"*Uh, this place looks like a bomb about to go off.. Perhaps I should keep my distance whilst you investigate closer? Don't want me accidentally setting this all on fire right?*"

Looking at the crates filling the room before her she was grateful she didn't just flying straight in flames bursting everywhere. That would have created quite the scene, a very deadly scene in her opinion. Momentarily turning towards the source of the sirens before looking at her fellow hero once again, her hand resting on her hip.

"*Should probably look through here see if there is anything of note. The police should be here soon.*"
Juan
Erik looked over to his comrade, raising a brow to her remark. **"Well it might as well be, with all that heat coming in."** He would grab the neck part of his suit and pull it, mimicking what someone would do if they were hot. The Jensen wasn't of course, he just felt like some banter was due. 

In the end they seemed to have stopped whatever this shootout was, which meant they would be seen as the victors and these rag-tag group of thugs would be going to prison. All in a days work.

Erik would glance down to see the wound Phoenix had gotten earlier, realizing that it could be bad. **"How about we go and get that checked out?"**