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    As they slowly made their way to the door, Paragon stood where he could keep an eye on them.
    “There we go,” he said calmly. “No sudden moves. Let's all walk out of here and get back to our lives. Sound good?”
    But as the first of them stepped through the door, Alpha Leader made his move. In one swift action, he drew a hidden boot knife, pulled Father Gatti close to him, and put the blade to his neck.
    Paragon turned the gun at him. “Let him go, creep!”
    Hearing this, the rest of the intruders stopped their departure, and waited to see how this would pan out. Perhaps the mission was not a failure, some thought to themselves.
    “Don't worry, Paragon,” Gatti said, sounding less worried than the situation would merit. “He won't do anything.”
    “And what makes you think that?” asked the man with the knife.
    “Because if anything happens to me, that would end my anti-power field,” Gatti explained, his voice rising in confidence and fervor as he spoke. “Some of you probably have powers, too. But you know full well that even together, you're no match for Paragon: Hero of Argent.”
    At this revelation, some of the intruders seemed to pale. Nervous glances were shared between them, as they realized just how disastrous the situation could yet become.
    “And then there would be nothing between him and you.” Gatti added. “And seeing how you lot came here to attack his family, perhaps giving him the strength of an army is not the best possible course of action.”
    “Boss...” one of the intruders muttered. “Maybe he has a point...”
    The leader looked around the room, and saw the resolve of his subordinates diminish. Some yet had fire in their eyes, but most wavered. Some even more than others.

    Paragon still kept his aim on Gatti's captor. But with his focus on the hostage, he didn't see one of the other intruders rush in and grab the gun by the barrel, trying to wrestle it from the hero's grip.
    As the two vied for power of the weapon, another invader rushed the hero. She attacked Paragon with a chain of punches, kicks, and elbow strikes as he struggled to keep the first attacker between himself and the second. But the rest hesitated.
    It was then that Gatti took the opportunity to drive his foot down on this captor's, and in that moment, he broke free of his grip and ran for the door.

    The invasion leader was about to pursue the priest, but instead approached Paragon, knife poised to strike. He thrust the blade forward, but Paragon dealt him a swift kick to the stomach.
    As he staggered back, Alpha Leader turned to the remaining three spectators.
    “What are you waiting for!” he demanded.
    One of them looked nervously to the door Gatti had escaped from, then to Paragon, and backed away.
    “I don't wanna be around the lights come back on, if you get my meaning!” said a woman with short blond hair, looking past him to where Gatti had escaped. And with that, she turned and fled.
    Breaking from his attackers, Paragon rushed to the window and threw the gun out into the night beyond. Whether to keep it away from his enemies or to keep himself from having to use it, the onlookers could not tell. But he was then grabbed and pulled back towards the middle of the room as his enemies continued their assault.
    The tattooed trooper watched, shaking his head.
    “I didn't sign up for this,” he said, and left. Seeing this, the blue haired man followed shortly thereafter.

    Alpha Leader watched in dismay as his forces diminished. He was starting to lose the advantage of superior numbers.
    Turning back, he saw Paragon fighting both of his remaining subordinates hand to hand. The hero was a more skilled combatant than he had anticipated. But  eventually, the two managed to each grab him by one arm and hold him in place.
    He had been fighting all morning, and found himself nearly out of energy.
    The invasion leader approached him, drawing a hidden pistol from the small of his back. Aiming the weapon to the hero's forehead, he ask “Any last words?”
    Being the old-fashion hero that he was, Paragon had often imagined what his last words would be in such a situation. He had come up with quite a few valiant phrases that would look very good on a tombstone; inspiring any who read them. But as he looked down the short barrel of the gun, his mind drew a blank. All he could think about was his wife and children. He feared for them more than himself.
    And yet, words failed him.

    “Well said,” replied Alpha Leader, after a moment's silence, and pulled the trigger.
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Rainbow-Acey Featured By Owner Jan 30, 2017  Hobbyist Digital Artist
I sincerely want a certain person to come save the day >>

this was very nicely written by the way :aww: :thumbsup:
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Willdabeast-0305 Featured By Owner Jan 31, 2017  Hobbyist Writer
I know. I think we're all thinking the same thing. Unfortunately, I don't think Doogan is canonically in this world.
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