The authorities always had shit communication, Aro thought as he put on the suit. It was a good thing that wasn't the case for Jay, him, and Beebo.

Stats began showing on Beebo's small screen. Aro knew that he would need to not listen to them. Going through protocol had never served them well, the protocol was to make sure there were controlled damages. Maxwell cared about the casualties.

None of them had a plan, Aro knew that.

"Andy, Chester. Go on one of the helicopters on the rooftop. We need to try to redirect the plane so it doesn't crash. Royal, I think you should go with them. We need to infiltrate the plane and if we can find out who it is on the plane that is doing all this, we can get rid of the physical blocker and Mr. Hacker over there will be able to gain control."

"Where is the co-pilot?" Bunny's voice floated from behind them. "Is he dead, too?"

The co-pilot was gone, Aro realized. Where was he? Ordering Beebo to activate the suit, Aro clasped on the safety metal over his fingers. He could hear the plane fast approaching.

"We have to slow the plane done, Jay."

"Gotcha," Jay winked at him, reaching up to massage his shoulders. "This mission might be to die for. Beebo, direct me."

Beebo needed to be told only once. The helicopter with the three Superhumans went flying, the captain of the helicopter a woman with red nails and lips.

"Dana!" Royal greeted, holding onto the seat. "You're back on the field?"

Dana Ivanov smirked. "I never left, Ro! Can't quit when there are villains out there, can I? Alright, let's see how Aro and Jay are going to do this. Ready to jump in if all goes wrong, boys?"

"Yes!" Andy yelled over the sound of the heli. "Let's go!"

Aro had deployed the suit, Jay on his back. He asked Beebo: how fast is the plane approaching?

"Too fast, Master," Beebo answered in his ear.

"I need the speed, Beebo!" Aro called out with a tinge of annoyance.

"Will hit east building in twenty minutes," Beebo voiced. "What is Master thinking of doing?"

Aro did not answer that question. Instead, he grabbed Jay's hand and flew to where he could intercept the plane.

"I need to add some resistance to the plane," Jay told him and Aro nodded. "Throw me."

"What?"

"It's coming... Throw me!"

Following Jay's orders, Aro grabbed his friend's arm and flung him towards the plane that had appeared from the clouds. Jay felt his body propel forward, shooting across the horizon like a ball from a sling shot.

Then he collided with the plane.

Expanding his body, he wrapped his body around the airborne object, gritting his teeth. His two arms loosened before his hands stretched far and wide to grab the buildings on either side – like a trampoline to send the plane back into the air so it would not crash.

Bunny was watching everything unfold from the building she was at, her hands trembling at how much Jay had stretched his body.

"Max! He's going to rip apart!" Bunny cried, Max chewing on his lip. "Aro, do something!"

Aro rushed towards the back of the plane, grabbing one wing to ease the burden of weight from Jay.

"Jay! Hold it!" Aro yelled, sweat beading on his forehead, his suit whirring at the amount of use. He groaned, pushing the plane up in hopes of supporting its weight until an explosion happened on the left side and Jay panted.

"It's hot! It's burning my suit!" Jay said and Aro saw a helicopter lower itself own. The fire spread on the left and a door hung loose. Screams from the passengers could be heard from inside.

"I'm jumping!" Andy yelled, Dana shaking her head.

"Let me go lower, Andy! Your sister won't forgive me if anything happens to you!" Dana pulled the lever and the helicopter stationed itself as close to the plane as it could.

Royal, Chester and Andy dropped down. They winced, having to keep up with the changing of velocity of the plane. With the gripping gloves installed in their suits, Royal stealthily balanced himself before telling his teammates.

"We need to enter the plane!"

"I can't hold!" Jay gave up, retracted himself to see that the side of his hips were burned from where the fire.

Entering the plane, Andy and Chester quickly grabbed the fire extinguisher to put out the fire. People were panicked, a baby was crying, and a couple held each other for dear life.

"Aro? Aro, what next?" they asked and Aro was now behind the plane, trying to hold it back.

Jay quickly went back to what he was doing, stretching his body to aid Aro but deep down he knew that this mission wasn't going to be an easy one.

Aro was thinking that that too; he wouldn't be able to forgive himself if anyone died.

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Back at the base, I was praying when something popped up in her big head. I whipped my head around.

"Champion, what happens when you manipulate space?"

"Sorry?" he asked back absentmindedly, all his attention to the scene of his Superhumans trying to keep the plane from crashing.

"What happens when you manipulate space? You can fit a lamp into a pocket? What is inside that pocket?"

"A void," Max answered from behind me just as the stats on the screen began going crazy. Aro was now missing one arm of the suit. "It's a black hole of just space."

I nodded, eyes on them before I lifted an arm to make a circular motion.

"Well?" I asked, feeling frustrated they weren't getting what I was saying.

They realized it soon after. If they couldn't stop the plane, all they had to do was make sure the people were safe. Champion's mouth dropped open.

"You want me to use my powers to save the plane? It's... it's too big."

"We can try," Max said.

New York was listening in on the conversation. She butted in. "We need fabric. Something big enough to make a pocket. Once the plane is inside, only Champion can bring the people inside out."

"I've never done this before. Not on a scale this big. I've only manipulated small spaces!"

"You once built a cottage in your handbag, Champion. You underestimate yourself."

Before I knew it, we were in the car with New York ramming her foot against the accelerator. Max continued to speak.

"We'll hold up the fabric from the rooftop. Aro and Jay will support the other side. You need to send the plane into the void."

"Fucking hell, do I look like I can force a plane into the void in one go?"

"You're not forcing a plane into the void, Champ. You're expanding your void."

"I believe in you," I said to Champion, giving him a thumbs up.

A voice echoed from New York's walkie-talkie saying: Hot air balloon fabric is ready. Dana is dropping it on west building. I wondered how they got hold of a hot air balloon so quickly, but I guessed that had their resources.

We filed into the elevator once we reached. For a good six minutes on the ride fifty-six floors up, Max leaned against the handrails of the elevator. Champion was humming to the elevator music.

"Nice song," he hummed, his hands sweating.

"Stop trying to distract yourself, you know you have no choice," Max said when we arrived at the rooftop. I yawned to pop the pressure in my ears.

Aro and Jay were back at it again. Chester, Andy, and Royal were throwing bags off the place to lessen the load. Champion tugged on his collar.

"We're using a hot air balloon fabric?" he asked, and Max confirmed it. "How'd you know it'd work?"

"Googled how big a hot air balloon is amid New York's atrocious driving. Dana dropped it down," Max made a signal with his hands as the helicopter circled above us. "Aro and Jay! We need help."

A static from Max's phone before Aro spoke. "Heading over to grab the cloth. Oh. Did you guys leave Beebo?"

I was working with New York with unfolding the massive fabric. She had rolled up her sleeves and unbuttoned the two buttons from the heat. Champion was praying, both his hands pressed against each other.

"I hope this works. Jay! Keep doing what you're doing, we're sending the plane into the void."

Jay yelled something back that was incoherent. He had been stretched, far too long and for too wide when—

Aro grabbed the edge of the fabric and flew straight to the building across.

Champion stepped forward and placed a hand on the fabric, closing his eyes to use his power.

"I can't hold it!" Jay cried; the plane rammed against his stomach. "I can't—"

"Chester, Andy, and Royal are on the plane, Champion. This better work!" Aro hissed.

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The Black Void

Aro was gripping the fabric tightly, a banner like shield spread across the area.

Champion made a groaning sound, his fingers trembling while he gripped the fabric.

Bunny gasped in amazement, "It's working!"

A void appeared on the fabric, a dark and black circle. Jay gave in and he detached himself from one of the buildings, bouncing onto the rooftop. The plane plummeted downwards towards the fabric when it suddenly vanished, leaving just a dark hole on the fabric of the hot-air balloon.

The fabric was beginning to topple and Aro flew over to catch it, holding it in his arms just as everything went silent. People were still. Champion was panting, his vision blurring for a split second.

If all went well, the plane was now floating in an empty space within the fabric's collected corners. The weight of the fabric was heavy and the plane was in a space not in the physical world, its weight remained the air. Aro tried his best to lay it down on the ground.

"It worked," New York broke the silence, impressed.

"Oh," Champion waved a tired hand. "They can stay there. They don't need to come out. I need a nap."

The reality of it was that everyone was stuck inside the void until Champion brought them out.

But it was over and that was all that mattered. Champion felt arms wrap around him, Bunny giving him a tight, tight hug. He patted her back awkwardly.

The hours that followed was a long process. Champion had go in and out, take one trip for each person. As a businessman, he charged the people a business fee to come out first.

Money was always on his mind.

When he came in, the three Superhumans had used their deduction skills and figured out who stabbed the pilot and locked the co-pilot in a cockpit. The three decided it was in their power to protect the people.

Four supposedly bad people were tied to seat and Royal was standing over them with a knife, threatening to attack if they moved. With four hundred people on that plane, Champion managed to go in and out four hundred times.

Everyone was happy no one died.

Do you know who wasn't happy? Beebo.

The moment all the Superhumans went back to the building where they had left Beebo, Aro took note of how the robot was blasting out red signals and, in a way, fuming.

Literally. Spurting out smoke from its little holes as ears like an overheated machine.

"Everyone left Beebo!" Beebo roared, the words on its screen going into unknown code. "Attack mode activated!"

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