Omega nodded and led the way outside. As soon as they were at the street he took off running, rapidly accelerating to over two hundred miles per hour as he led the team to the beach, and the current emergency.

Primax follows along easily, eventually learning that he can't really communicate while going over a 100mph. Occassionally he swings side to side playfully and showing off a bit that he can fly much faster. Beyond that, he eagerly awaits their next, almost-solo case.

It's not a long flight. Before long, the stretch of water between Harmony City and Harmony City Beach appeared, then they were crossing over it via a bridge, at least in Omega's case. They headed for the ritzy neighborhood that the call had come from, and even before they were there, they could hear the screaming.

A car tore away from a house, screeching from side-to-side before stablizing and taking off at high speeds. The heroes went to the back of the house, to find that the situation had escalated. What appeared be piles of trash at first glance quickly resolved themselves into some kind of creatures, made of soft, slick bodies. It was clear that they were attacking the party-goers.

Kallen wasted no time, she flew into range and cut loose with a blast at one of the creatures.

Primax swarmed into the mass of alien creatures, trying to rescue the partiers farthest out from further danger. He wouldn't have minded wading into the monsters first. Normally he would have relished it, but the cries of those in danger and hurt drew more of his notice.

Save lives then kick ass. He tried to make that his new mantra ... and it didn't hurt that it was a beach party.

Still moving at near maximum velocity Omega plotted a course that would allow him to most effectively aid the group. As he closed the last few yards he slowed from nearly two hundred and fifty miles per hour to a more reasonable speed and hit the first creature with a devastating kick, transferring his remaining momentum to the impact.

Brightstar's energy beam had no effect on the monster, but Omega's kick seemed to hurt the one he targetted.

Primax herded several attractive party goers away; one grabbed his arm and shouted, "Don't hurt them! Only one is bad! The rest are our friends!"

As if to bely her words, each of the unimpeded creatures targeted a hero and shot a blast of seawater at them.

Th attack slams into Kallen, knocking the wind from her. She'd never been hit that hard by a jet of water.

The attack tripped him up and slammed him under the churning surf. Had he been drownable, he would have been panicking. Instead, mighty hands dug into the crystal, white sand and propelled him back to the surface. Primax's chest inhaled a breath of storn beach air and his head whipped about, model-like as he got the hair and salt water out of his hair.

He stood up, a collassus standing amongst the waves.

"One is the Big Bad!" he shouted up to Omega and Brightstar. The other are just students."

With that, he launched himelf into the surf and tacked the middle creature. Ripping it up out of the water, he began flying it back to the beach.

With all the precision of a computer Omega pivoted on one leg and altered his momentum changing his direction of travel to bring him toward the next nearest active creature. He closed distance and rammed a fist into the thing with pile driver force.