fandomhigh | Detention, The Dangershop

When the students entered the Dangershop, they will find it transformed into a swanky apartment straight out of a time where swanky was considered a normal and appropriate word to describe things. Or, for those unaware what that means, the 60's.

On the far wall was a large screen that would have been the highest form of technology some time ago, but now just looked cheesy and fake. A list of names were on the screen, lighting up as each student entered the room.

Katara
Zuko
John Crichton
Jack Harkness
Molly Hayes
Cassie Lang
Jamie Madrox
Number 6
Kabuto Yakushi
Jaye Tyler

When everyone arrived, the screen went blank before Deadpool, wearing a tuxedo over his normal costume, appeared on the screen.

"Goooood morning Angels. Your mission, should you choose to accept, and you really don't have a choice in it, is to stop this man from taking over the world. His name is Priscella and his plans are so fiendish, so twisted, I won't even go into them now. Let's just say they involve a kitten, a pair of tweezers and a package of Gogurt."

[[ooc: ~~please wait for~~ OCD up!

~~ETA: 1:00 Central Time - going grocery shopping, should be back in an hour or so.~~]]

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"Oh, little boy," Came a female voice from behind him.

Not taking kindly to being called a little boy, Zuko swivelled around and punched a flame at the woman.

She lept backward to avoid the flame, looking shocked at the attack. "A mutant?"

"Firebender," Zuko corrected. "And unless you're immune to fire, you'll step back and let me through."

She frowned and backed away to a safer distance, waiting for the others to show up and help her. "I wouldn't be a very good guard if I did that, now would I?"

Zuko started slowly backing away, towards the entrance. "No, but it'd be smart to save yourself."

It seemed her fellow guards weren't coming to help her. Oh well.

She threw a small knife at Zuko. "I'm not afraid of a little boy who plays with fire."

Zuko managed to dodge the knife. "You should be," he growled and punched a volley of flames at the ground in front of her feet to set the grass on fire."

She rolled her eyes and rushed forward attack him, heedless of the fire.

Zuko didn't wait for her to reach him and kicked another powerful flame towards her.

She fell back, shielding her face from the flames. Her eyes were scrunched closed, and she blindly groped for her knives.

"Brat!"

"You should give up," he advised, sending another flame towards her.

There we go. She dove to the side and threw a knife at where the voice was coming from.

He was slow dodging as he hadn't seen the movement due to his own fire. The knife probably would have torn a bit of his clothes, but with the dangershop safety on, it didn't.

This girl was really starting to remind him if Mai. Not that it stopped him from answering her attack with another volley of flames, hoping to drive her back towards the treeline.

Luckily for him, she made a dash for the trees, hidding behind one as she waited for her vision to clear. "Stupid, stupid child."

Zuko wasn't planning on following. It was against the principles of firebending, but right now he didn't care. They weren't real trees anyway. Taking a deep breath, he send flames towards the trees and bushes, to set them on fire. He wasn't sure if it would work, but he wasn't going to wait around either. Spinning around on his heels, he made a dash for the door.

The trees providing her cover now on fire, the guard ran further into the treeline for cover, not looking back to see Zuko run for the entrance.

Zuko might have found it suspicious that the doors were open, but no one was following him and he didn't much feel like sticking around for the other two guards to show up. He ran inside the doors.

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