NEW CHALLENGER APPROACHING
Timing was everything; especially when attempting to land on a moving object, even more so when said object wasn't planning on slowing down any time soon. Crazier things have happened. Or at least that's what he had been telling himself ever since the opportunity presented itself. The window was small and it was only getting smaller the more he stalled. Taking another second to analyze his trajectory and he was off. Breaking into a dead sprint; Usain Bolt be damned, he was fast. It was as if time had came to a standstill, then again, that could have also been the adrenaline. Marcus leaped as soon as the chance to do so arose, projecting through the air, flailing wildly. As he descended upon the vehicle; his doubt became reality, Marcus had miscalculated the jump. Landing atop the hood of the vehicle, rolling up and over the windshield, nearly colliding with a passenger. Flung from the back of the vehicle and toward the ground.
Miraculously he had managed to stay aboard; but it was going to be one hell of a ride. Right before becoming well acquainted with the ground, Marcus had managed to take hold of the rear bumper, holding on for dear life. Marcus' grip on the metal bumper had loosened with each passing second.
A mutagen had been released into the bloodstream; targeting Marcus' right arm, mutating it accordingly. A protrusion of bone jutted from his arm. Weaving intricately to encase the entirety of it in haste. Strengthening what little of a grip remained to the point of denting the metal and keeping him from being tossed. "Save the introductions for later, let's get the fuck out of here!" Nervous laughter followed.