Drake Marshall looked to his left at his teammates in Vanguard Europe. He shifted his gaze in the other direction, glancing at Vanguard International and a few members of the Strikeforce.
He looked back at the wall of Links.
“Move,” He said.
Drake. You mind if I open up the lines of communication between all of us? Came Phil Smith’s voice in Drake’s head.
“Do it,” The Vanguard Europe leader said out loud. Everyone on the rooftop, save the multiple Thin White Duke’s, suddenly heard Phil’s voice echoing in their heads.
Fan out. Close in on them from the sides. Contain them!
Tiberius ran a few steps then jumped, creating a huge arc above the heads of his teammates. He came down on top of one of the Links, crushing the Link into the concrete of the roof. He span around, pivoting on his left foot, and drove his right fist deep into the skull of another.
He ducked as Bruteforce leaped over him, tackling one of the Links to the ground. Bruteforce picked his chosen target up and held him several feet off the ground with one hand, then threw him hard to the left.
Lykopis, her sword readied, caught the Link that Bruteforce had thrown with the tip of her blade. The Link reached around, grabbed the blade, and twisted itself off, driving his foot into Lykopis’ stomach as the wound in his stomach regenerated.
Icarus! Two o’clock. Help Lykopis.
The Link stood over Lykopis, readying itself for an attack, when he was tackled from behind by Icarus Sidewinder. Icarus grabbed the Link and took them both over the edge of the rooftop.
He rocked through the sky for a moment before driving the Link through the glass of a building down the street.
A family of four gathered in front of their TV set was startled by the sight of Icarus and the Thin White Duke crashing onto their living room floor.
“Sorry. I need your fireplace,” Icarus said, grabbing the Link’s head and pushing it into the fire.
Graviton. There’s four escaping down the fire escape on the other side of the building.
The Strikeforcer didn’t miss a beat before stepping off the building and growing fifty feet tall, finding himself standing comfortably on the ground when a moment ago he had been falling towards it from a great height. He clamped his hand against the side of the building, holding the four Links in place where they were.
Another suddenly jumped from the rooftop onto his head.
“I got it,” ACK said, flying off the rooftop and grabbing the Link, cutting a sudden turn in the air and heading back towards the building, driving the Link into the concrete of the building’s wall.
A shrill beep from the air above the rooftop caught everyone’s attention.
Robo Squirrel was descending from above, as his haunches parted and a flame thrower extended from his little silver abdomen.
DUCK!
Gaunt, Adem and Bruteforce did as Phil instructed them, ducking as Robo Squirrel’s flame roared over their heads and ignited the Links they’d been fighting.
Victor Reilly ran the length of the rooftop, grabbing a loose Link by the neck and sending them both over the edge.
“Idiot,” The Link hissed at Reilly. “You’ll die and I won’t.”
“Well… I have back up,” Reilly said, and let go of the Link’s neck as Brianna grabbed his leg and deposited him on a nearby fire escape, while the Thin White Duke fell to the asphalt below.
