<strong>Myriad (NYC)</strong>@accident site<br/><br/>Val's bodyguard gave the gun one last loud slam before rising it up and taking aim at the chopper, firing. The sun was deafening, the small automatic weapon fired at a sound no movie could really match. Real guns were damn loud. The shots before were one thing, but even over the noise of a helicopter, the uzi's noise was distinct and clear. So was the noise of metal hitting metal and the puff of smoke only confirmed it, the bullets hit their mark and broke something.<br/><br/>The chopper spinning and damaged, it began to swing further off and lower, trying to set down before it would crash harder, even though by the look of it, its landing would be its last by now anyway with the limited space. The green wall held, as a set of gunshots could be heard from the other side. The wall buckled somewhat, but its surface was still mostly intact.<br/><br/>There were mostly locked doors along the street now, but a small jeweler's store nearby had white cracks along its windows but no holes through, and what's more, the store's door was still open even after the gunfire had sounded.<br/><br/>That and Valerie and Paradox were still moving at accelerated rate.<br/><br/>The man Val had shot in the knee was groaning and moaning on the ground, shaky, and no longer a real threat, seeming to be close to fainting. Police sirens were closing in at all directions.<br/><br/><hr/><hr/><strong>Paradox (NYC)</strong>@accident<br/><br/>As Paradox and Val got a bit on the move then, there was a sound of automatic fire from the bodyguard at Val's fast-paced instruction, shooting the chopper into a spiraling, growing shake in the air as it began to come down somewhere beyond the vegetational wall. The situation was escalating, but by the sounds of police sirens, someone was getting close.<br/><br/>At that time, J7's database came back up in the suit, but with one radical difference.<em>Paranormal Regulation Agency</em>or PRA was now in the archives, and what's more, J7's database dated it having originated less than a year from now. People campaigning for registration and controlling metahumans were getting more wind under their wings from each rising crisis, and the history stated that only few voices rose in opposition, only to be<em>brutally</em>silenced.<br/><br/>Except for Valerie and Dominic Sugar, if the database was correct. Valerie given her abilities, and Sugar given his resources and influence. There was also a vibration of a time-manipulation that J7 had last felt in the<em>future</em>that he had momentarily sling-shot into, the one where<em>he</em>did not exist at all, and where<em>his</em>originating agency was not in place.