Careful Out There

Hero (low):

You feel that?

Isaiah:

Yeah… the city’s holding its breath.

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Streetlights blinking like they nervous now,

Posters torn, but the people still proud,

I see patrols moving quieter than before,

Too calm for a city that’s been at war.

They cutting power where hope meets up,

Shutting mouths, locking doors,

Mayor smiling on the evening news,

But the fear in his eyes say more.

Every move feels watched, every step delayed,

Like the night itself been paid.

Hero (spoken):

That’s because it has.

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Isaiah:

They planning something.

Hero:

They always are.

Isaiah:

We can still stop it.

Hero:

We can—

But scars don’t fight fair.

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Isaiah:

They don’t own the streets, they just haunt them.

Hero:

True—but fear moves faster than momentum.

Both:

Still we stand where the silence breaks,

Two voices louder than their mistakes,

If the city’s watching through the dark—

Let ’em see us spark.

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Listen to me, Isaiah, no myths, no lies,

They’ll come for you first—symbols die,

I’ve been where you’re headed, I know the cost,

You lose pieces before you know they’re lost.

Don’t walk alone, don’t trust the calm,

Don’t think courage makes you immune to harm,

If they smile, check where the knives are hid,

This city don’t forgive what it fears.

Isaiah (spoken):

You think I’m not ready?

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Hero:

I think you’re powerful already—

That’s why you gotta be careful out there.

Isaiah (quiet):

I hear you…

But I’m done being careful.

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Something’s been building, I feel it hum,

Like the city’s pulse synced up with my lungs,

Every lie they told, every chain they set,

Turning into pressure in my chest,

Hands shaking, air bending when I breathe,

Streetlight flickered just looking at me,

I ain’t asked for this, but I won’t run—

If fear’s a weapon, I become one.

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Hero:

Isaiah—what’s happening now?

Isaiah:

I don’t know… but it’s listening.

Both:

City waking, ground alive,

Hope don’t knock—it arrives.

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(Energy surges, glass rattles)

Mayor (distant, panicked):

What did he do?!

Villain (low, shaken):

That wasn’t the plan…

Isaiah (calm, changed):

It is now.