Dealanach flattened his back against the wall, and let his powers flow through him like a drug. Reams of electronic cables, the racing beats of nearby hearts, and the over-arching buzz of the earth's magnetic sphere, all stretched out before him like a spider's web. He picked up a sudden burst of heat, followed by the crack of a three round burst overhead.

He turned to Sergeant Stix. The pack-rat was ice cool under fire yet utterly alert, one eye on him and the other on their surroundings.
"Report, Agent."

He jerked his head over his shoulder.
"11 'o clock, 431 feet away, just under the flickering neon sign of La Casa de Carnitas."

She took out her comms pad and flicked up the street CCTV feed.
"Confirmed. I need to get close enough to jam their gun."

"You don't want me tae go full-bore, boss? Pretty sure I could bring that sign down on him from here."

She shook her head ruefully. "Negative. That building looks like a stiff breeze could blow it over, and we know there are folks in there. We need to take out his gun, then take him down. Desert Dog and Cholla are dealing with the other fucker."

She gestured to an alleyway across the street.
"We move there. It leads to the backways."

Dealanach nodded. He stretched out a hand, flickering energy dancing from his fingertips. The reek of ozone filled the air, and a shimmering blue haze appeared around them in a wide sphere. "Say when, boss."

Her voice was cold and utterly relaxed.
"One. Two. Three. Go."

~

A fun piece I did. Sort of a slice-of-life of the daily routine faced by Bureau agents in their jobs. Las Torres, Sergeant Stix and Cholla Coyote were created by  thecanidean, while Desert Dog (mentioned) was created by  coyote42. Dealanach was created by me, while the Bureau of Superheroes was designed by  Mojorover and the Colmaton Universe by  TRAIN.