Anxiously, the little boy had waited in line. It wasn't everyday that you got to meet one of your personal heroes and a sports icon. All week; despite the protests of his mother and it being 3 sizes to big, he had worn his #10 jersey. Today would be the most important day in the eight years of his life, made all the more special by the nice man in
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Taking to the air, it took little time to locate the source of the commotion. Moving over he can instantly sights the strange chemical in the air, due to the discoloration. Moving his will into the ring he forms a nice sized green fan to blow the gas away, while forming disembodied green hands to guide the kid and several others away from the danger.
With the air dispersed, the changes back into green light before being transformed by his will into green barracades to keep people from approaching. He drops down beside the semiconscious athlete, moving over to check and see if he is alright. Raising his voice he calls back to the group to call an ambulence, but there isn't a need, several of the adults in the crowd already reaching for cellphones.
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