AAOOOSC!: The Mission

“Oh yes! Finally, I got the unerring solution to execute my plan! What a beauty it is!” John sing-songs as he looks out of the window with happiness.
John and Toews are heading to the EHP HQs; John is driving his antique 60’s Corvette while Toews is sitting in the back. Taking up the passenger’s seat is a metal, tool box-shaped box, which is where John’s solution is stored in.
It is very clear that the Islander’s captain is happy due to the very crystal clear, yet gray skies that are above them.
“Why are we going to the EHP’s place first?” Toews asks him, slumping in his seat.
“Because I have a preference for saving the best…for last: the GHP.” A sly smirk grows on the Islander’s face as he looks at the Blackhawk through the rearview mirror.
“But why do I have to come? I’m not really gonna do…anything.”
“Last thing that I want is to vamoose you so that you would be unattended and then some power player seizes you. You’re abiding with me, kid, no matter where I go.”
Toews nods his head slowly, trying to understand what the younger scientist just said.
A few minutes of silence later, they finally arrived at the dreary looking black and white headquarters of the EHP.
“Man, they necessitate in refurbishing their headquarters,” John mutters as he grabs his box from the opposite side of the car.
“Wait, am I also coming with you inside the HQs?” Toews asks him.
He freezes for a moment, processing what the Blackhawk just said. “Oh…jeepers, they’ll try to abduct you… Just—“ He looks over his should, facing Toews. “—just loiter here and don’t dislocate yourself. If someone approaches you, cry wolf.”
Toews sighs. “Alright.”
“Good.” John opens up the box and pulls out a pari of black gloves with blue designs on them; he slips them on, then turns back to Toews. “See you soon.” He then gets off of the car, closing the door behind him.
John enters the headquarters, looking all around the dim interior of the building. He stumbles into the empty, vast main room, searching his surrounds for someone to attack.
And he did find someone.
John notices a figure moving in the shadows that are on the opposite side of the room. “Who’s there?!” he booms.
The figure emerges from the shade.
The Islander’s captain’s eyes widen as he sees the Sharks’ goalie facing him. “Niemi,” he growls.
“Tavares?” Antti makes an odd look. “What are you doing here?”
“Oh, heh,” John chuckles a bit. This is perfect. “I’m just here to grant the power players what they deserve…” He shoots the goalie a villainous look.
“What do you mean? You’re also a power player.” Antti still looks very puzzled.
“That is very true, but…there are some power players who are not worthy of their powers. And that comprehends you.” He then extends out his hand and blue lightning bolts emits from them, streaking out towards the Finn.
Antti immediately deflects the bolts with his tactikinetic powers, letting the electricity absorb into his force field; the force field quickly disappeared. He looks down at his hands in more bewilderment. “Why did the force field fall so quickly?” He looks up at the captain. “And since when did you have blue lightning?”
“Oh, this isn’t just blue lightning.” John examines his gloved-hands with vainness. “This is power erasure.” He then gives a second round to Antti.
Antti in return lifts up everything that is on the ground he is standing on, which mainly consisted of pebbles and stones, but a chair and a small table is also lifted up and thrown at John.
The table slams into John's stomach and he flies backwards into the hallway that leads to the main room from the entrance of the headquarters.
The captain skids onto the cold, hard ground on his back; the table clatters next to him. “Darn! I must pulverize him!” He jumps up to his feet and runs back towards the main room as rolls of thunder grumbled from behind him.
But before he could reach the room, a person steps right in front of his way.
John gasps, jumping back a bit, wind breezing by him.
“Well, well, well, look at who we have here.” Kari crosses his arms with an evil grin on his face. “Isn’t it John Tavares, captain of the New York Islanders. Why are you here, exactly? Aren’t you…a neutral power player? You’re not in our business, last time I checked… Or are you?”
John clenches his fist. “Impel yourself or else I’ll pummel you.”
“Oh ho!" The Finn throws his hands in the air. "You’re threatening me now, eh? Well, you’re dealing with the Master of the EHP here for your information, Mr. Tavares!” He then strikes the captain with a blast of light.
The Islander gets thrown into the air, smashing back on the ground, landing on his stomach.
“Why are you here, exactly, Mr. Tavares, hm?” Kari slowly walks up to John, looming over him. “And what’s up with those nifty gloves there? Can’t control your powers that well?”
John quickly rolls over to his back and shoots blue lightning straight at the Finn. Kari teleports out of the lightning’s way, appearing behind John’s head.
“Why are you here? Answer me!” the Master of the EHP snaps.
John looks up at the Stars’ goalie. “Why should I bestow you an elucidation? You won’t be Master forever and a day.”
“Why you say that?”
“Because I’ll carry out the NHL on the road it’s surmise to go on.”
“And how can you do that?”
“I have obtained the right impedimenta for it.” John sits up.
Kari looks down at John with inquiring eyes. “Oh…I have a feel, a wild guess that you’re the one that took Toews. You took him away from us, right?”
The Islander’s eyes widen; wind beings to stir up around him.
“And you have him with you, am I correct?” The goalie rounded the forward with crossed arms so that he can see his face; he kneels down so that he is at eye level with him. “Because you would not be that stupid to leave him all alone in your house.”
“No, no.” John gets up, looking down at Kari. “I don’t have possession of him.” Then he sprints off towards the exit of the building.
He rushes into the black and white desert-like scenery that has light gusts of wind and cloudy skies.
“Kid!” John runs up to the car and opens the driver’s door and peers inside it, seeing that Toews is still sitting there like how he left him. “Oh, what a relief!” He slips into the car and closes the car. “Let’s get outta here.” He turns on the car.
“Wait, what? What happened?” Toews perks up at the Islander with a confused look.
“I need to ideate though this through more.” He pulls out from the desert scenery and back to the actual road. “I got too cocky, Tazer boy. But at least you’re unscathed.”
“Did you get anyone though?”
“Almost…I almost got the two Finns: Antti and Kari.”

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