Beacon lands on a random rooftop, having just beaten a bad guy and saved what was stolen.

It is an old medallion.

Scorch had taken it from the museum right before its grand opening of the exhibit. The medallion was the center piece of it.

Thankfully, it was a quick battle. Their powers are similar in nature with both of them revolving around heat. She’s more experienced with her powers, so after a short time, she was flying away with the medallion.

She grips the ancient relic tightly, feeling the power running through it.

Honestly, she feels great! Even though the battle was over quickly, she didn’t expect to have this much energy. Her light is brighter, more intensity behind it.

Glancing down at the relic, it’s white glow pulses. Connecting that light to her newfound energy, she drops it like a hot potato.

The relic boosted her powers. It made her feel strong. Invulnerable.

She aims her arm downwards at it, and her light shoots from her hand and surrounds the relic. Now it is in a light bubble that she can control, so she doesn’t need physical contact with it.

Returning it to its rightful place is first on the list. They need better protective measures if this medallion will be in a museum. The kind of energy it gives off is dangerous. Anyone can get sucked into that level of strength. Even her.

That’s why it must be kept safe.

Who knows what that could do in the wrong hands.

OoOoO

Brainwash groans in annoyance.

He and Scorch had a deal. If he retrieved the medallion, then Brainwash would let him go. Forget his wrongdoings. A clean slate.

But he failed against Beacon. Not that he was going to let him slide through without consequences anyway. Scorch was a villain after all. Can’t let him run loose.

Mentally berating himself, he miscalculated the timing of Beacon. He won’t let that happen again.

Sighing, he gets up from his chair and puts on his suit which mostly consists of the typical latex super suit.

Placing the mask on his face that just goes around his eyes, it doesn’t obscure that much of his features, but it won’t matter soon.

Soon everyone and everything will know peace. True peace. Under his rule.

You know what they say, if you want something done, you do it yourself.