[^]The Daedalus Downfall Part 2: PSH, if anyone's a Neanderthal around here its me![^]<br/><br/>Gabriel couldn't help but raise an eyebrow at Nova's comment. Slowly he raised his right arm, and gripped his fingers into a tight fist. The muscles on his biceps rippled, the thing was easily the size of Niva's head. "You're one to talk, besides do I look like I'm afraid of getting mugged?" That's when the little lady in the back began to speak, and he shifted to look into the rear view mirror again. He saw her saying something about being female, and the government knowing about his intentions. "Hey, that's a little harsh don't ya think? They can pull up your entire internet search history within the last four friggin years with the push of a button! Obviously there'd be a pattern if I'm planning to rob Daedalus. Which, ah, you didn't read that personally, did you?" He says with an embarrassed smile at Niva once again. Hey, a guy outside of his own timeline gets lonely? Don't judge!<br/><br/>"Just because the government knows doesn't mean Daedalus does-" The last of that sentence got cut off by a loud rumble coming from directly underneath the car, a beep, and an explosion. Holy crap Gabriel?! Its not like Daedalus is literally the most technalogically advanced corporation on the planet, masking as the leading pioneers in COMPUTERS. They're evil, not retarded. The C4 was placed just beside the tailpipe on the underside of the car, out of sight from both a mechanic working on the engine of someone opening the back hatch. As a result, the van had been sent flying end over end up the street, landing on its top side, crumpling slightly like an echordian. It had slid from its former speed of about 30mph and bumped rather lightly against the curb of the McDonalds nestled cozily on the corner of the urban city block. Towering above them on all sides was the stereotypical New York scene, thousands of windows on office buildings mirroring the city scape hundreds of feet into the air. While they had been talking Gabriel had drifted into the more Metropolitan areas of the city, but why set the explosion off here? In the middle of a crowded district? Why not when they were in queens or the Bronx just minutes before, with a whole crew of gangbangers and whores nobody really pays any mind to.<br/><br/>Well if a good narrator like myself had to take a guess, I'd say it was to make an impression. To show that The Corporation thinks they've transcended above the law, no one can track an explosive like this. Forensics and criminal law will chalk it up to another al-queda wannabe, and our friends here would be just a couple of victims. Or that's what I would say if there wernt footsteps coming in the distance. No not the pitter patter of screaming civilians, whom the cops were attempting to calm and organize. It was a constant boom, boom, boom Boom, BOOM BOOM. Finally about the time Gabriel came too, the cracking of cement beneath the massive weight of whatever was coming toward them could be distinctly identified over the now panicking crowd. The Police had been smart, beginning to motion basically everyone further down the street, by this time giving the large groaning contraption about two hundred yards to lumber about freely on any given side. Gabriel began to shake his head to rouse himself, trying to assess the situation, and unlock his seatbelt.<br/><br/>He thought of the woman in the back, 'Poor Shemale' He thought, 'wasnt even wearing a seatbelt." He didnt have time to even look at Niva, as that was the point that a humongous metal leg slammed a few feet in front of the driver-side door. A large hand gripped his door, crumpling the van like a pop can, and ripped the front side section of the vehicle off. It was all still a little blurry, but as Gabriel unbuckled himself from the top of the flipped van and rolled outwards he frantically scratched his feet to take off to the back of the black broken metal, not even taking a second look at the monstrosity that had just torn his door off like it was its Christmas present.<br/><br/>"OH COME ON!!!" Gabriel openly exclaimed. The back doors were wide open, and the back was completely devoid of his H.A.R.D. suit. That's when his back was connected with a gigantic fist, and he was sent flying into the Micky D's thick glass windows looking into the restoraunt and slid on the floor a couple feet. His attacker could finally be seen in full view, a huge mech who's torso was at least the size of a car. It was built as a tank, its massive hands good for only one use, smashing. The overall design was one of the more humanoid, although it lacked a neck. The head was more of a dome shape with its two massive glowing blue eyes staring at the fast food joint with a vengeance. The legs and highlights of the torso were painted with a dull blue, the rest left to its natural metal coat design.<br/><br/>[^]Man I Hope the girls are OK...[^]