47583:Setting
2 months later –
Gemini fires out a series of blasts from each hand. The ground explodes in a semi-circle of destruction at the edges of the southwest lawn, cutting off the larger escape routes. People freeze in their tracks, looking back hopelessly at the creature.
Gemini (ignoring the screams echoing across the park) looks down at his metallic palms – both crackling with energy. He levitates off the ground to hover some 10 feet above the destroyed patch of lawn, and surveys the fleeing masses.
Gemini hangs at the edge of the rip for a moment before jumping feet-first. Dropping like a boulder, he makes impact with the northern section of the lawn, and Uptown Manhattan quakes. When the smoke clears around the newly formed 6 foot crater, the unfortunate still-conscious survivors nearest him get a close up look at
Yet some cannot help but linger and look upwards for the source of the noise, only to regret what they witness. Emerging out of the center of the other-worldly color tornado is Gemini.
The trickle of fleeing patrons quickly evolves into a chaotic mob of screaming, shoving, stampeding bodies that sprint towards the city streets a few blocks west. A booming thunder clap paralyzes the crowd for a brief moment, before the mad dash begins anew.
One by one, heads turn skyward to see a most ungodly sight: the clear blue sky ripping itself apart some 100 yards above their heads. The edges of the torn sky bubble with a purple ooze, while its inside reveals a seascape of multi-colored light that streaks off in every direction.