<div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Body Guard Duty</strong></span></span></div><div align="center"><strong>28th October 2017 - 7:45 PM </strong></div><div align="center"><strong>Bialya</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>Tagging:</strong>Shazam, Icon, Flash </div><div align="center"><strong>Warning:</strong> Gunshots, Mild horror elements in nightmares</div><br/><div align="center">(https://thumbnails.trvl-media.com/u46GmUpI2kR12Rj062qow-KwICM=/768x432/images.trvl-media.com/media/content/shared/images/travelguides/destination/1432/Havana-Cathedral-213224.jpg)</div><br/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Reality</strong></span></div><br/>The security team kept a tight formation around Rashid and Shazam. They were on the lookout and luckily unaffected by the gas as they'd not been in the crowd for the main dispersal. Up ahead the bunker eventually came into sight and the team had barely rounded a corner when a first shot rang out. To Shazam it was slow, but not slow enough. Some kind of advanced weapon fired an unusually shaped high caliber round between the eyes of the security officer at the head of the team. The round came from up ahead, close to where the helicopter was downed. Unfortunately the mass of urban landscape meant there were dozens of windows to choose from, and going to investigate would mean leaving the President to be with no-one close to fast enough to intercept the rounds.<br/><br/>One guard was already down and the others had their weapons drawn, but no realistic means of defense against this attack. They could easily all huddle into a side alley, presumably removing the shooter's vision but at the same time halting their progress to the bunker. It could leave Shazam an opportunity to investigate, but would mean Rashid was alone in a small alley with only ordinary humans as protection. The security team looked to Shazam for guidance, none of them having experience with this kind of superhuman conflict. Just as they were heading to take cover a second shot rang out. This one passed by Shazam's eyes, but again while it was quick enough to register it was too fast to catch or dive in front of, slamming into the shoulder of another guard. The round itself was intricately carved and almost looked hand made. He screamed and was hurled backwards, the upper portion of his shoulder torn apart in a severe flesh wound. At least he was alive, but now he needed assistance while Rashid still needed proper cover.<br/><br/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Flash's Nightmare</strong></span></div><br/><div align="center">(https://orig00.deviantart.net/e8af/f/2015/109/5/9/untitled_drawing_by_roodoki-d8qcyom.png)</div><br/>For Flash, everything was stationary for a while. Enough time to begin a panic before a darkness seeped through the landscape. The evening lights of Bialya faded to nothing until he was alone in pitch, utter dark. Moving and reaching out would prove the structures were still present, but without a single light source the speedster was effectively blinded. Any effort to run would now create a huge risk, considering that even if he wasn't able to see the real world properly it didn't mean he wasn't necessarily running into any civilians who had really moved. Eventually from the shadows came two scarlet lights. They loomed up in the sky, hundreds of feet above Flash staring down at him. They almost projected their light, forming a spotlight effect on him. There was the distinct sensation there was something behind those eyes. An evil, twisted monstrosity intending to toy with the fear toxin addled superhero.<strong>"I'm here Wally..."</strong>Came a cold, cackling voice from up above in the darkness.<br/><br/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Icon's Nightmare</strong></span></div><br/><div align="center">(http://hdwallpaperdaily.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/08/dark-forest-hd-wallpaper-1920x1080.jpg)</div><br/>As Icon lay with the woman in his arms he would sense his surroundings being pulled away. The men vanished into darkness and the forest stretched and twisted, the trees towering up above them creating a dark, nightmarish image around them. Of course he would be far too focused to appreciate that, until an invisible force yanked the lifeless body from his grasp. Unlike his memory this time his own mind was torturing him. The body landed at the floor and then as if snatched up by some invisible predator it was hauled back away into the shadows. It lead deeper into this vast dark forest, where the light was non existent but it seemed like she stopped just at the edge of his vision. She was just about to vanish when the body seemed to sit up, staring at him. Her eyes were fixed on his as the gunshot wound pumped out blood over her clothing. The second he made any attempt to approach she would be dragged away further, but always keep staring back at him with lifeless eyes.