Paragon City

The fire doesn't go through, again. It's as if there's some kind of protection on that spot. One of the bullets grazes her, but fortunately, the rest are shitty shots.

The promised back up arrives in the form of a 14 year old human male wielding an oversized hammer. "OUT OF THE WAY NUMBSKULLS!" He shouts, bashing them into walls and out of the safe zone.

"Gyaouch!"

"Hey lady! Wire says your some kind of ice user, freeze them already!" HammerKid says, slamming a few of them down. Oddly, they fade as soon as they are unconscious, as if teleported.

"We avoid fights, remember?"
The wolf snorts at him, poking a pocket with his nose. Psycho sighs, digging a hand in his pocket and pulling out a small piece of cloth. "What should I do?" The wolf seems to shrug.

Ice throws her arms out, trying to freeze everyone again.

Now more of them begin freezing. These guys obviously have some kind of distance based enchantment on them though, and they don't freeze as much as chill.

"Close enough!" HammerKid yells, and smashes then next two, who also disappear.

A giant wolf comes roaring around a corner, tearing into several, snapping, clawing and biting all around.

"Whos's the wolf?" HammerKid says, tapping the ones the wolf takes out with the hammer, after which they also disappear.

"N't m'ne!" Ice drops the freezing on the ones that went poof, turning her attention to the rest.

Psychowolf leans against a wall, letting out a piercing whistle, and making a circular motion above his head. The wolf seeks out any runners, penning them in and worrying them like a sheepdog.

"Whoever it is, I like their style!" HammerKid laughs and hits more of them with the hammer. There's only three or for left, and two of those are frozen.

Ice tries to freeze the last two.

HammerKid hits the them once they are frozen and lets his hammer hit the ground. "Whew! That was sure exciting!" he says, wiping sweat from his brow.

The wolf growls at Hammer For Brains for a moment, before returning with an enormous leap to Psychowolf's side.

HammerKid watches the jump, and using his hammer for a brain, guesses where the owner of the wolf might be. He charges forwards, stopping just feet from Psychowolf. "That your giant wolf?" he asks, grinning.

"No one owns him. He comes and goes as he likes. But he is my friend, and my traveling companion."

"I see! Well I'd like to thank him for his fine help! It's always nice to have another decent fighter in this city, even if he is on four legs!" HammerKid smiles brightly, leaning on his hammer. Now that he's not in combat and has slowed down, one can see that his skin is darkish, his hair pure white, short, and spiky, and his eyes grey as a cloudy day.

Ice wipes sweat from her brow, landing and breathing heavily.

Wire's voice comes through her comm. "You alright? I sent HammerKid out to help you, he's pretty good at what he does, even if he enjoys a bit much."

The wolf seems to nod at the strange hammer boy. Psycho does not look all that happy, tucking the piece of cloth back into his pocket.

He holds out his hand, which is covered in a thick, brown leather glove. "Good to meetcha! I'm HammerKid, but ya can just call me Hammer!"

"Y'h, 'v'ryth'ng's g'd n'w."

"I see..." Psychowolf says in a carefully guarded voice, looking down at the young man's hand for a moment before putting his own into the boy's grip.

"Good. What exactly happened there? The explosion broke most of the bugs all those corporations and organizations had in there, so I'm kindof blind here." Wire says.

Hammer shakes his hand strongly. "Not the kind for introductions, then? That's alright! Plenty'a folks around here are like that, always wearing masks and secret identities. 'Course, most of em don't have an interdimensional space-hammer like I do!" He laughs, and points a thumb at his hammer. "This here's Smusha! I got her in a bet with an alien."

"Th'gs. M're th'n I c'ld h'ndle al'ne."