What else? Updates!

Yet another chapter of Infamous: Resurgence (the fourth, for anyone counting), is up on FF.net. Also, by using some sort of black magic, I actually have the fifth chapter done and ready to go. There's a preview after the break, if you're into that sort of thing.

-Bladesonic

“Hey, Superman, looks like we found your lair.” John cursed as the three thugs that had stopped him on the street surged into the lab, weapons drawn. This time, running wasn’t an option. John lobbed what was left of the energy in his hand toward the group as he dove across the floor, seeking cover behind a table. Green energy engulfed one of the thugs, sending him crashing to the ground. The other two let loose a hailstorm of bullets toward John, who was crouched behind the table. John rolled out and fired a bolt toward the second follower, who yelped as it sailed past him by a hairsbreadth. The leader responded with another volley of gunshots, which John barely deflected with his powers. They ricocheted through the shop before embedding themselves in a wooden workbench behind John.
Disgruntled, John vaulted over the table and tossed another grenade at the follower. He too was dispatched by the blast, which flung him into the workshop. John put a bolt into the incapacitated man’s head, knocking him cold; he then turned his attention to the last one standing. John wrenched the gun from his grip, pushing it out the open doorway.
“I ain’t afraid of you, Superman!” the man shouted, trying to discourage John. He jumped down the steps and threw a punch toward John, who clumsily ducked under it. John pushed the attacker away before putting a few bolts into his chest. With a sigh, John dusted himself off. The sound of footsteps on the metal reached him a few seconds too late, and when John turned the last thing he saw was the haymaker coming for his temple.