As the sirens started ringing, Billy was in his room, on his bed watching television. He got up from the bed and stripped from his jeans and shirt, into his costume, his body like that of a statue, tall, strong and muscled, like a Greek god of old, or the guy on this month's issue of Teen Dream.<br/><br/>He ran to the main room, checking the screen as to where he was supposed to be going and with some effort he studied the map of the city, again, and then he left out of the main door, just running, occasionally skipping over cars with a jump, and slowly building up speed when he felt comfortable enough with what he was doing right now. Soon he was leaving cracks in the asphalt, dents in the streetlights from where he gripped them to make sharp turns.<br/><br/>OOC:<br/><br/>He's using his powerflux to make a series of almost horizontal superjumps to get to the scene.