Vanguard
Ever since the incident at the water park, traffic had been a little more difficult around the city. Still, life carried on for the most part, the citizens of Nexus city were of the enduring sort. One man in particular carried such weight, he was used to struggling and witnessing struggles. Such burdens meant little to his back at this point, so he was able to walk with his head held high.
He was walking through an intersection, minding his own business, when he noticed an old woman struggling to walk along. He only glanced at her for a moment, but while his eyes were indifferent he felt some sort of sympathy for this plight. No, perhaps not something so sentimental, pity would be a more fitting word. He didn't think anything of her, but he saw little reason to hasten his pace, even when the lights were turning yellow.
But suddenly, there was a roaring sound of working motors and fuel burning. Without warning, a car dashed past the street, racing forward as if escaping from a pursuit. The thief's car had no regard for the people around it, or in front. The old lady had already been left behind, even if the driver tried to avoid her it would've been too late. It drifted along and lost control, moving at incredible speed as if it was meant to crash in the poor helpless woman.
A loud crash boomed like thunder in the middle of the street, but not a hair of the old woman was touched. The car miraculously stopped in its tracks, the only sound remaining being the shocked silence of the witnesses and the incessant grinding of wheels on asphalt. He looked down for a second, and suddenly his eyes flashed with something. His gaze averted to the driver, piercing him with a hollow gaze.
Without a word he raised the vehicle up in the air with his arm, muscles nearly tearing out of his coat. There was no emotion in his eyes, but there was a tinge of anger in his voice, metallic and cold like a sharp knife.
"Now look, you've gotten my shoes dirty. How are you going to apologize for this inconvenience? Mhhh?" His grip tightened on the car, crushing and deforming it around the area. "Then again, even if I broke all your bones and wrapped them on a wheel, that wouldn't compensate for a tenth of the annoyance I feel at this moment."
The thieving driver struggled and screamed, backing away as if trying to run away, but there was no escape. What the hell, what was that monster!? D-dammit!
Vanguard laid down the car upside down with as much regard as one gives to garbage littering the street. Let the commoners deal with the crimes of the commoners, his job was done. He turned to the elder lady and smiled. "Are you alright?"
"Y-yes. Thank you kind sir." She answered weakly, as surprised as everyone else by what just happened. He laid a comforting hand on her trembling shoulder, and while his eyes could normally be described as ominous there was a strange kindness to them.
"Shall I escort you to the other side of this road, madam?" He asked her gently, to which it took her a while to digest before she nodded. With hat, Vanguard adjusted his glasses and walked along the lady, arm in arm. The street light might've been red for them, but not a single vehicle dared cross the street until the lady reached her destination.
