Topic: RPG-Superhumans

Just before Oni and Jericho left to find Flmae, Oni heard a beeping coming from Starbright's room.

"What now?" Oni complained, going to investigate. It was just the heroine's cell phone. Oni pikced it up and let it ring until the caller hung up. Then he opened it to see who had called. When he opened, Oni was caught off-guard by Starbright's background: It was Darklight. Oni knew they were rumored to be an item, but until that moment the rumor seemed far-fetched. The next spit-take moment came when he listened to the latest voice-mail.

"Oh crap."

"what is it?" Jericho inquired, running into the room a bag of barbecue chips in hand.

"It's Starbright. I just eavesdropped onto her voicemail, and the most recent call was from someone who sounds just like our favorite psychic lass. Apparently, I just kidnapped Haze's cousin."

"Well, that's no good."

"Nope."

Okay.  Mental note.  No hopping on random vans with telepaths and telekines around...the result wasn't friendly.  When the van had lifted up and shook itself, he had fallen down, mercifully still concealed by his minor illusion.  UNluckily, everyone else had left; usually in groups of two.  "Do you have your exit buddy?"  He shook his head, and tried to clear up his thoughts.  Truth be told, he was surprised that he had managed to survive all that.  Well, mostly, at least.  His shoulder was still throbbing with that bullet wound; he'd look at that later. The first thing he'd do would be to make a phone call to an old friend of his...Maybe HE could help with this situation.  Darklight stood, and shed the illusion, and shot off into the sky, surrounded by once more by a golden sheath.  When he returned to his scantily furnished home, he made his call; a long distance call to a medium sized city in Canada...Boy, would he be in for it...

((Is it ok if I join this rpg?))

((I don't see why not.  But Ph34r calls the final shots.  I'd just jump in, and if he thinks it's too late, I think he'll let you know.))

Tanis released Haze's arm and brought up his own into Haze's field of vision. He thought this would answer her question. He released the silver metallic symbiote through his pores on his arm and his arm became an incredibly shiny metal arm. Her eyes opened wide and he withdrew the symbiote through his arm once more.

Character:  Sunburn
Afiiliation:  Heroes
Apperance:  Black and orange costume, red eye pieces, and symbol
Age:  Early 20's
Personality:  Usually energetic, uses sarcasm constantly.
Powers:  He can create and manipulate fire (think johnny storm from fantastic four) he is tied to the sun so old age cannot take him, but can die through unnatural causes (blades, bullets, etc.)

Sunburn burned through the sky, eyeing the city with interest.  " So THIS is the place Darklight needs my help liberating....... its a lot worse than Vancouver, I know that much...."  he mumbled to himself as he flew through the city streets.  One thing that caught his eye was a SWAT van on it's side. *How did that get there?*  he wondered to himself.  He decided it was a battle that just previously past, so he flew right past the sight.  He still needed to find Darklight..... where could he be?

Flame had declined the assasin's offer. He didnt need any where to hide. He began to walk, it would help him think. He knew a restourant, one where the owner knew him, and was freindly enough. He was about half way there when some one called out to him. " Hey! Freak!" Flame stopped. He knew that voice. He turned around, and he saw a man clad in what looked to be medieval armor, with a claymore strapped to his back.
"What happend to the chains? Givin up the whole "badass" look?" The man drew his sword. Tendrils of frost began to crawl forward from the hilt. "I'm tired of you, and i think is time your gone. Permanately." The man stepped forward.
Moments later, he charged, swinging the blade at Flame's head. Flame ducked, and reached out, relasing a pillar of fire at the man. He caught fire,  and screamed, running for the old fountain near train station. He fell short, dead. Flame decided agaist the restorant, and began to head back to the bar.

Darklight had taken off his costume, and was standing outside of his small home, clad in a green T-shirt and jeans.  He was watching the sky in anticipation, when he saw it.  A streak of fire shooting towards him.  As it was higher up than the rooftops, he assumed, corectly so, that it was Sunburn.  He smiled as the colourfully costumed man lighted before him, unconsciously scorching the pavement.

"About time you showed up."

"I came as fast as I could.  I mean, it ha to be important if Darklight's giving ME a call."  His tone suggested it was anything but.

"Okay, if you didn't wanna come, you would've stayed back in Canada.  Admit it, you're interested."

"All right, all right.  You win.  Now what's the deal down here?"

"Okay, there's this thing going down on Friday, I think it's at Happy Harry's Bar.  Don't roll your eyes at me; it's big.  For one thing, I'm pretty certain every villain in the city will be attending, something to do with throwing off the old ways of doing things.  Which is bad for us.  Now, Jack, he's that guy I was telling you about on the phone, he and I are trying to find some way to throw a wrench in the works, and any extra help is very welcome.  That, and we're horribly outnumbered in this instance."

"Who's in charge of al this?"

"Jack said it was some dude named Oni.  The people who've been most active as of late have been an assassin, a Matrix guy, a guy in black armour, really high tech armour, mind you, a neutral telekine, a netural-bt-leaning-towards-dark-side lizard-man pyrokinetic, to name a few."

"I think I like the sound of that last guy."

Darklight laughed.  Now the only thing left to do was collect Jack, and see if he knew if Haze was gonna help them or not.  Then the three (hopefully four) could look for that silvery guy, and give him the run-down, and hope he helped them as well.  After all that, well, maybe, just maybe, they could be a large enough force to slow or stop the villains.  Even though he was smiling reassuringly on the outside, Darklight groaned internally; planning had never been his strong point...

"So bud, what now?  I'm new to this place, and I have almost NO idea how we''re gonna be able to get into a place with like, 500 villains with only us two..... unless if we ask them nicely to go to jail..... HEY! Maybe that will work!"  Sunburn excalaimed with every bit of sarcasm on his tongue. But he was right.   The two heroes would be like the ducks in Duck Hunter if they went in there alone.

Darklight didn't reply.  Sunburn had a scalding tongue when he wanted to...well, he WAS a pyrokinetic...but still...Darklight quickly told him about his idea to find and recruit Jack, Haze and the silvery guy. But, and he made the last point VERY clear, he wanted to start around dusk; the day was not a good place for him with his costume.  Sunburn just shrugged, and asked if e had some Mountain Dew anywhere.  Darklight sghed, and invited his friend into his home, showing him where the fridge was.  And then they waited for night to fall.

“So you’re the silver streak I saw going after Darklight,” Haze said now putting the pieces together. “Are you part of his team?”

The man shook his head, “Not as yet though I plan to be.”

Haze nodded and realised that he was coming to see which side of the fence she wanted to be on. He was assessing if she was a friend or foe. “I’m guessing that you don’t know where I can find Darklight?”

Again the man shook his head, “No I don’t.”

Haze grinned cynically, “Be part of some crime and he’ll appear.”

A smiled tugged at the man’s lips, “I’d prefer to meet him on good terms.”

“So would I,” Haze admitted quietly. She knew that he’d be mad as hell if anything had happened to Starbright. Haze didn’t know the details of the relationship between the two supers but it was clear that they both held each other dear. It was one of the reasons Haze wasn’t particularly fond of Darklight.

Starbright had been one of the first female supers to be embraced as a ‘catch’. She was blonde, gorgeous and powerful to an extent. She oozed good-girl charm. It made Haze want to puke.

Haze had always wanted to project a presence of strength and power. But instead she was stuck with a face that was pretty and appeared soft. Men seemed to want to protect her until they found out she was telekinetic. Jack entered her mind briefly and she frowned.

Haze looked at the man before her, “How about you try looking for Darklight? He might know where Starbright is.”

“What are you going to do?” he asked.

“I’m going to see Oni.” Haze replied.

The man looked surprised, “You’ve chosen a side then?”

Haze smirked, “Hell no. I just know that Starbright was going to pay him a visit.”

When Flame shuffled in to the bunker, Oni was glad to see him.

"Oh, good, there you are. Listen Flame, some unexpected side effects have happened to a contingency plan I had on layaway. We may have just made Darklight our biggest enemy. Tell me you got some goods out of his brain."

"I dug up the fact that, ironically, bright lights can affect his power."

"Already knew that. Anything eles you scrounge up?"

"One villian. someone named  Voidhunter. Currently imprisoned."

"Reeeaaallllyyyy?" Oni was interested. He had met Voidmaster before. A fairly likeable scumbag, when compared to people like Slow Burn or Lady Rosarie. "Well then, we'll have have to spring him later. Let's put that off for now, so we don't give Darklight time to find out about the prison break."

"Oni." Flame suddenly seemed alarmed at something.

"Yeah? What is it, bubelah?"

"Haze is coming. I can feel her presence. She's getting close, you may want to work on something to say."

"Well, I must admit, I don't agree with your plan. I highly sugest that you don't go after Oni alone. I'm going with you."
His resolve was firm and definite, he was not going to let her go without him. At the moment, he was Dr.Tanis Jones, so his voice was quite normal. Yet when he would change into Chromium, his voice would become deep and reverberate. It would sound god-like.

(sorry about not posting in awile, ive been traveling)

Drakeus bashed through the front doors of the shoping center. It was a rather funny scene at first: a man in a silly looking costume, making a rather loud entrance, and pulling out (what seemed to be) a toy sword. One of the shopers started to giggle, than it turned into a full mocking laughter, then everone else joined in. Drakeus didnt say a thing...but he did impale the nearest shoper with his so-called 'toy' sword. THAT got there attention, eveyone went deathly quiet, not a cough or swallow was heard... the only thing that could be heard was the the sick sound of the woman who had just been ran-through coughing up her guts. Then the ground turned a sickly black as his drain powers came into play, shopers fell to the ground gasping for air, as Drakeus started towards them. The majority of the shopers (the ones that werent trying to hold onto there souls) ran as fast as they could in a mass panic, just trying to get away from the 'guy in the silly costume'.

Jack gathered up his trench coat and weapons and began his search for Darklight.  He was the one that had started the whole fight and now Jack wanted answers.  Jack made his way to Darklight's last known residence.  When he arrived he saw a man dressed in orange.  Who appeared to be steaming.  Interesting.

"Hey you must be that Hothead Darklight has told me about."

"Yah, I'm Sunburn.  And you must be another so unfortunate enough to know Darklight."

"Ooh!  I recognize that tone!  That's sarcasm!  My favourite!  I have a feeling we are going to be good friends Sunscreen."

"It's Sunburn."

"Yah whatever.  Anyway, where's Darklight?"

"He went out looking for you."

"Great just great.  Well might as well crash here until he gets back.  Got any food in this dump?"

((It's Voidhunter, not Voidmaster))
Darklight was sick and tired of waiting for Jack to show up, so he left Sunburn with instructions to watch the house.  He left his home, garbed in his costume, but shielded by a mild illusion.  The last he had seen of Jack, the guy had been hanging around Haze.  If he found Haze, he fund Jack.  Simple.  Well, it would have been, if Jack had still been with her.  He knew what area of the city she operated out of, so his seacrh began there, and it din't take a lot of street combing to find her talking to a long-haired guy outside of an apartment building.  And Jack was nowhere in sight.  Crap.  He had just wasted one hour and forty-five minutes of his life.  He walked away, merging with the crowds on the streets, until he passed an off-duty cop.  The man's walkie-talkie was unattended, and switched on.  And it was saying something about a break-in at the shopping mall.  Darklight sighed; it was a bit after midday; he would be at his weakest here and now.  The most he'd be able to pull of would be a weak shield, and medium strength energy bolts.  And apparently the attacker had a really big katana.  The only guy he kenw with a katana was Jack.  what would he be doing attacking a mall??  He turned, and ran off down the street, not wanting to tire himself out by flying in broad daylight.  He hated the limitations on his power....

Just thought I'd add other hero to the mix since we seem to be low on them:

Character: Vandal
Real Name: Candice Newcombe
Affiliation: Hero
Age: 24
Appearance: Average height, petite female. Wears black slacks, grey t-shirt and black hoodie. Has black hair and bright red fringe.
Powers: Telepathic - can read other's thoughts if she concentrates, can speak directly into other's minds and project fake images into their mind if she wishes. Can also levitate at will.

Vandal had been at home listening to the Police Scanner. There was chaos as usual but seemed to be at higher levels than usual. Vandal hadn't been out in the field for a while. She'd suffered a broken leg in her last encounter with Jericho. She had a score to settle with him. Now the leg was healed she was feeling up to going out on the streets again. She tended to work alone, but did have associations with Darklight, Sunburn and Starbright.

Vandal took notice of the last know area that the supers had been in. When she arrived she saw a man picking up a trench coat. He looked familar so she followed him and smile as she realised where he was going.

Up...down...left...right, Drakeus's blade went in all of these directions, choping, slicing, cuting...even disembowling. Instead of tiring Drakeus was merly refreashed, the massive waves of fear and panic the crowd gave off rejuvinated him greatly. And with the dozens of souls that he had taken, he was close to the peak of his power...

Jericho went back down stairs and began to browse through all of the guns.

"Ooo, I'm gonna need two of these...oh, oh, and these. And this one and that one." Jericho ended up leaving with 2 Thompsons, 2 of the Brand new M6D pistol, a really big 4 shot sniper rifle that shot 30mm APFSDS Rounds.

This wasn't good.  Darklight, luckily, still hadn't let go of his illusion, and was able to somewhat safely view what was happening.  A weird guy with a funky sword as chopping down innocent people, and firing weird beams from his fingertips.  Yeah...that was't good at all.  He sighed; he had a resonsiblity to these people.  So he powered up what little he had, and shed the illusion.  He sent his strongest blast towards the attacker, groaning as he did.  It was all he could muster, and yet, it was only about as strong as his weaker shots from last night.  He was going to get creamed....

Oni's police scanner suddenly chirped to life. Something about massive chaos in a shopping mall. Perfect. For once, luck had smiled on Oni, Thursday afternoon, just a little moe than 24 hours till his time to shine, and God finally took pity on Oni. About time.. All, or at least most, supers would be so busy attending to that while he and his partners busted Voidhunter out of the bighouse.

"Alright, ramblers, let's get rambling. We've got an opening to spring the blackbird from the chickencoop, and fortune favors the bold."

"What?" Flame was slightly confused.

"All the heroes are gonna be busy with that mall thing, this is our chance to free Voidhunter without any problems. Let's jet while we can."

"What about Haze?"

"Ah, the more we put off our confrontation the better. Come on Jericho, we gotta go, I'm gonna need you to do your Superman thing."

((Hey, would you mind terribly if I take control of Voidhunter?))

((Nope, Not at all. Was kinda hoping you'd assume his consciousness. Didn't seem right for me to since you thought him up.))

((Okay, thanks :) I'll start up his stats, but won't post for him till you get to him.))

Name: Voidhunter
Affiliation: Bigtime baddie
Powers: They're essentially Darklight's, but instead of anything doing with light, it's shadow and/or darkness. He is most powerful in the night, just like Darklight, and he revels in darkness.
Appearance:  He's pretty much a tall humanoid shadow.  He's solid, and looks slightly muscular, but is completly black, like, space-coloured-black.
Personality: Diabolical plotting evil genius; powerhouse; whatever the typical supervillain is, he tries to overdo; he's got a nasty sense of drama.  His voice never rises above a breathy whisper.

"If we plan to leave, before Haze gets here we need to go now. She's in the bar." Flame looked up, knowing that she probably knew he was here already.

(question, if Darklight uses light for power...why would he be weak during the day when theres the most light? Just curious...)

Drakeus felt a searing sensation of pain in his back, he turned around and saw a man he had previously thought just a pathetic normal human...until now. The man was obiviously responsible for the blast as he had his hand aimed at him, Drakeus let out a growl and started to walk towards the man, his katana rasied in Form 4 of Takos Kasi, ready to block any further attacks.

Haze decided to let the silver man come along with her. She hadn’t realised just how tired she was. She really needed a good sleep. “So do you have a name?” She asked.

“Yeah, just call me Chromium.” He said simply.

Haze nodded and decided not to push him about his real name. It just seemed odd to call someone by their ‘super’ name when they weren’t in super mode, so to speak.

Haze wasn’t sure where Oni’s hideout was exactly but she had a good idea. The pair were walking together when they saw a gold streak shoot by overhead. “That doesn’t look good.” Chromium said.

“Darklight is always busy. He’d feel rejected if he didn’t go out to play hero most of the time.” Haze said bitterly.

“You really don’t like him do you?” Chromium said, more as a confirmation than a question.

Haze let out a sigh. “Maybe I’m just jaded, but he’s so up himself.”

Chromium actually laughed at that. “Maybe you need to get to know him better.”

“I’ll leave that to my cousin.” Haze muttered.

Chromium lifted a brow, “Cousin? Did I miss something?”

Haze suddenly realised she’d let slip some info she had meant to keep quiet. Not that there was much point now. “Starbright is my cousin.”

“No way,” Chromium said, truly astonished.

“You can pick up your jaw now.” Haze said dryly.

“I’m surprised you’re not fighting by her side.” Chromium said.

Haze shrugged, “We’re not that close. She just tells me when she’s going after someone who’s a threat to her health. Mainly because she knows I can save her. Mind you that hasn’t happened for a long time.”

Chromium looked amused, “So the great Starbright isn’t so great after all.”

Haze looked confused, “What do you mean?”

“I mean that she mustn’t be as powerful as people think if she relies on you as a back up.” Chromium said.

“What exactly are you insinuating?” Haze asked, wondering if he was backhandedly insulting her powers.

“I’m saying that everyone sees her as a powerful icon: a heroine that no other can compare to. When in fact she’s not. You are more powerful.” Chromium clarified.

Haze mulled over his statement. “I like to stay in the background. It’s one of the reasons why I’ve never really dedicated myself to either good or evil. I see things that incline me to make the move to one or the other, then something else happens to change my mind.”

“Like what?” Chromium asked.

Haze let out a deep breath, “Okay, an example would be this. I meet Flame, he seems like a nice guy and is telepathic. He understands me better than most people yet he’s on the bad side of things. But I can’t see that much bad about him. Then I meet Jack who is a good guy. I actually decide to help him out since he has done a favour for me and then what happens? He runs away from me.”

Chromium smiled, “Oh I think Jack scared himself.

Haze looked at him, “How would you know?”

“I was at the café.” Chromium told.

Haze nodded slowly, “So you saw the whole exchange.”

“Saw yes, heard no. I’m assuming you were talking telepathically.” Chromium said.

“Yeah, he wanted me to help him learn how to block a telepathic attack.” Haze replied. “The waitress mistook our concentration as a lover’s moonstruck gaze. Jack ran with the idea, I can only assume as cover, then he runs off like a scalded cat.”

Chromium shrugged, “Only a telepath would know what he was thinking.”

Haze remained silent. Chromium didn’t need to know that she wasn’t a true telepath. It was at that moment that they walked into the bar that Haze suspected was near Oni’s hideout. At that moment she didn’t really want to confront the villain.

Flame was stareing at the ceiling. He knew she was there. And he thought she knew he was there. That was bad. For Oni at least. Apparently he had her cousin. He wouldent even try to stop her when she got down here. The earlier display told him it was a bad idea.

As Haze stepped into the bar she felt a familiar sensation, Flame? she called with her mind. There was no answer as she looked around the bar. But she was certain he was there.

“You sense something?” Chromium said quietly.

She touched Chromium’s arm briefly, ignoring the strange sensation. I think Flame is here. She spoke directly into Chromium’s thoughts.

“Where?” Chromium whispered.

Not sure, but I can feel his mind reaching for mine. Haze told him silently.

“Will he try and harm you?” Chromium asked, still in a hushed tone.

I don’t think so but if he was feeling threatened he might. Haze replied. She sincerely hoped that she wouldn’t have to fight Flame. She felt a connection to him. Perhaps it was only the common bond between those with metal abilities, but still she felt a kindred spirit in Flame.

Now he was sure. She knew he was below her, and it was only a matter of time before she found how to get down. Flame had a new problem now. Help someone who understood him, and did not fear or hate him for what he was, or help Oni, who was obviously using Flame. He knew this from Jericho. But he didnt know if he would be discarded like a simple tool after his usefullness had passed. He knew he was taking a huge risk. His hand clenched into a fist around the coin he carried. Small tendrils of fire licked hungily at the air near his hand. He was unsure what to do. So far Haze was the only person who had been able to see him and understand. Oni promised power, wealth, and more importantly, revenge. But will he stay true to his word?

As Jack went into Darklight's kitchen searching for some food when he heard the police scanner from another room.  Attention all units we have a 10-50 in progress at a mall.  One katana-wielding villain and a supe we know as Darklight have decided to go at it.  Civilians present.  Requesting aid."

"Hey you hear that Sunshine?  Looks like Darklight was doing a little bit more than looking for me.  It sounds like he's having tons of fun.  Shall we join him?"

"Naww, Darklight can handle himself.  I'm staying here."  Jack snickered.  "Some friend you are!  We all no how lonely Darklight gets.  I'm going.  Feel free to join."

Jack ran over to the mall which happened to be blocks from where Darklight's house.  When he arrived all he saw was chaos.

((He's better at night because light shines brighter in the darkness...it's complicated))

As he flew into a wall, Darklight knew that this guy was a tad out of his league.  For one thing, the guy seemed to be gettgn stronger, and he himself felt increasingly weaker.  Now he wished he had stayed back to wait for Sunburn and Jack...then again, that meant that this weird guy would be killing innocents.  He COULDN'T let that go unstopped.  He knew that he seemed to be a bit of a overly macho, leave-it-all-to-me hero to the public, but that was only because he didn't want to allow anyone besides himself to get in harm's way.  He was able to take most attacks, and there was no way he was letting anyone get ijured because of him again.  So thinking, he stood, and charged his weakened power.  He let loose a volley of golden bolts, and groaned miserable as they fizzled out in mid-flight.  Not good....

Vandal paused in her stride, she felt the pull of telepathic energy. There were others nearby that had similar powers to her own. They had to be villains. She didn't know of any other good supers with mind powers. She turned and headed towards the source.

-

Haze paused in the bar. Flame definitely wasn't one of the patrons around her. That left upstairs or downstairs. As she stood concentrating a burley biker walked passed and pinched her on the butt. "Hey toots." He said and his friend laughed.

With a thought the biker was slammed onto the ground and Haze placed her foot on his throat. "Don't do that again."

The biker tried to twist her foot but Haze backed off watching him with calm restraint. He pulled a knife and Haze simply laughed at him and created her own psy-blade from her right hand. The blade glowed an eerie orange and Haze brought it up in a ready stance.

The biker made the first lunged and Haze dodged it easily, the next blow she deflected with her psy-blade. Then she spun so she she grew close to the biker, she elbowed him in the sternum and spun away again. He grunted and charged her. Haze easily evaded his move, tripped him with her foot and brought her psy-blade down directly on his skull. He let out a painful cry before dropping to the ground.

The other bikers stood up but then she ignited a second psy-blade in her left hand and then made both blades grow to sword size. The bikers sat back down.

"Is he dead?" Chromium whispered.

"No, I just fried his nervous system for a while. He'll be fine." Haze said with touch of satisfaction.

Haze made her way through the bar, the bouncers let her passed the restricted area as she still had the blades in her hands. There were two doorways, one led upstairs and the other one downstairs. "I'll go downstairs." Haze told.

Chromium gave a nod, "Okay but shout if you need me."

Haze gave a nod in response and headed downward. She extinguished her psy-blades and walked to the bottom landing. Flame stood waiting for her. "So you are here," she said.

"Yes," he replied. I hoped you wouldn't come.

Why? Haze probed.

You're not going to like what you find here. Flame answered.

At that Haze felt a sudden pain in her head. She flinched and immediately tried to put up the strongest walls of resistance to the invasion in her mind but it was too late. The invader was in. She pushed to remove them and it only intensified the pain. She looked at Flame but he only stared at her in confusion. Then Haze tried the last thing left, she counted out of order and suddenly the pain went, along with her consciousness.

-

Vandal stood half way down the stairway. Don't try to resist me, scaly. She projected to the man who stood over the now unconscious telekinetic. She'd been hard to fight but Vandal had sensed she wasn't a true telepath. However the lizard man was.

To Vandal's surprise Jericho suddenly entered the room, "You!" He growled, "I thought I got rid of you."

Vandal laughed, "Hardly. I owe you a broken leg."

((Okay guys, I won't be able to post for the next two days. Haze can stay comatose, as for Vandal you can beat her up a bit but I'd like to use her later - she doesn't realise that Haze is neutral and Chromium is on her side.))

((Wait.  So Chromium has decided to come over to the light side?  Is that correct Valthonin?))

((I believe Chromium has decided he'd go to the good side. He just hasn't told anyone officially as yet.))

Flame held a fireball, looking at the intruder, watching, waiting for her to make the first move. This was not the best day for him.

Vandal looked between the two villains. She was caught in a tight space now. She sent a wave of mixed images to both villains and tried to dart away to a better vantage place. Jericho held his head but the scaled man did not. He was resisting her.

Fool, you can't resist forever. Vandal voiced in his mind as she tried to vamp up the images to show pain and suffering.

Well there it was, she was hostile. I wont need to. Flame voiced and threw the fire he had held.

(voiced is a good term for that. )

Vandal saw the first one and leaped up the stairs quickly. She only just missed being scorched, with her concentration on her own preservation she forgot her bombardment on Jericho's mind. As soon as she realised she forced more mental hurt on him.

Another fireball came her way. Feisty, aren't you? Vandal voice with irritation.

You have no idea. He replied.

Vandal levitated herself off the ground before the fireball could hit, but she was slow, once again she only just managed to save her skin. She sent another powerful bolt of images at the scaled man and then tried to lance his mind with a mental sword.

She was right, he couldent resist forever. He was so out of practice, that his walls were falling easily. He would need to end this soon. He could give the illusion of having it all under control and it might work. He threw another fireball, trying to distract her.

Just then Chromium burst through the roof and landed in between Vandal and Flame. His impact left a crater in the floor, as he was in his metal form. He slowly rose and faced the new face Vandal, and then looked at the unconsiouce body of Haze behind her. He put two and two together and decided he was fed up with the villains. He attacked them. (this doesnt exactly mean he is a hero. He is neither really. He just does what HE feels is right.) He morphed both his arms into giant hammers and stretched them at Vandal and Flame on either side of him, Jericho was still in pain after the telepathic attack. Vandal and Flame were launched into the walls and Flame was the first to rise once more. He launched a telepathic attack first, as a fireball seemed kind of useless against metal. The psyionic blast pelted Chromium's metal body, yet it was reflected off of it. (Surprise, this also means i cant hear anyone talking to me either, so the only way i heard Haze earlier was because Tanis had not yet become Chromium and was covered by the metal symbiote) Flame was shocked and tried again, Chromium allowed Flame to see the attack bounce off once more. Chromium turned to see Vandal already up and trying to flood his mind with images. Chromium stood and did nothing. Her mouth slowly opened as she realized that he was impervious to her powers. Flame launched a fireball at Chromium and it struck him, but it wasnt really effective. Chromium then threw his hammer arms and them again but this time threw them at Jericho, who was recovering. All three collapsed into a heap and Chromium slowly walked up to the motionless body of Haze. He croutched down and felt her pulse. He noticed how truly attractive she was. It was a shame she was wrapped up in this. He looked back to see Flame recovering already, he was very resilient. Chromium wrapped a long metal tentacle around Haze and covered her in the metal symbiote. He looked the hole he burst in through earlier and flew out through it again, Haze in tow, without a second glance at the villain hideout. He would return.

Vandal shook her head slightly, very dazed. Then slumped back into unconsciousness, forgetting where she was.

Flame got up. His head hurt, his chest hurt, but his arms and legs were fine. The metal guy was pretty much invincible. This would be a serious problem. For now though, he had to deal with Vandal.He looked around, trying to find a way to keep her from harming anyone when she got back up.

Oni had been tending to Starbright, trying to mkae her more presentable when the fightin began. Oni sprinted up the stairs to find Jericho unconscious, the body of the heroine Vandal also KO'ed, and Flame very badly hurt.

"What....the.....HELL happened here?" Oni cryed out in alarm. The back room was completely destroyed. Now Oni would have to repair it. "What's she doing here?" Oni pointed to Vandal. "And where...WHERE is Haze? Huh? Did you like...eat her or something?"

Flame informed Oni of what had transpired while he was down below.

"Wonderful. Just bloody wonderful. Well, I guess we oughta take this girl down. Starbright could probably use some company." As Flame and Oni moved the unconscious people downstairs, Oni tried to figure out how to dispose of the mysterious silver man.

"Flame." Oni said to the scaled man after they hooked up Vandal to another I.V. machine. "Thanks for all your help in the past couple of days. You're a good man and an indespensable business partner. You konw that, right? Anyway, I decided to give you something to show my gratitude." Oni revealed a large broadsword with a bronze colored hilt and a bright crimson blade.

"What is it?"

"It's a sword, bubelah. A sword that you can catch on fire. Now let's wait for Jericho to come to and go save Voidhunter.

Meanwhile, back at Darklight's apartment, Sunburn had reached the lowest point of patience, so decided to chase after Jack, and help out Darklight.  Opening the window, he burst into flames, accelerating towards the mall.  Hopefully he wasn't too late.

A few minutes later, Sunburn reached the mall, civilians piling out of any exits they could find.  He dropped to the ground and entered into the building, just in time to see Darklight get decked by a guy with a fancy katana.  Immediately, He put two and two together and recognized the katana dude as a villain..... wait!  There was Jack atacking him already!  The rascal!  Can't let him take all the of the credit!  So he powered up, and joined the fight.

(just so you guys and gals know, Drakeus can only rip souls out of NPCs or really really weak or dying non-NPC)

Drakeus was having a most amusing time flatening this 'weilder of light' again again, the despair and fear he was giving off was most refreshing. But once again an attack came from behind: bullet holes riped through his body causing Drakeus to wirl around to face the new attacker, while Darklight slumped to the ground gasping for air. The new attacker who seemed to be caring more than his fair share of weapons opened up again. Drakeus took the pain and charged forward, and delivered an oper-cut while he was reloading, sending him flying into a stone pillar. Drakeus smirked at the pain he had caused behind his mask.

Then another attacker came burning (literly) through a window and flying straight towards him, Drakeus aimed his katana at the attackers heart and leaped at him. Hoping for the best.

(exuse any errors i might have made dont have time to check)

Flame took the sword and tested it. Fire raced from his hand, up channels cut in the hilt, and onto the blade, which caught fire quickly, and continued to burn. Flame relaesd the fire from his control and it still burned.  Flame took the fire back into his control nd estinguished it. It died, and the blade looked as if it was never there. He took the sheath and fastend it to his back. (Im assuming it has a sheath.)

"I...uh...oww. My head hurts." Jericho stood up and looked around to try and figure out what happened.
"I hate those people."

Jericho examined the area a little more.
"That Silver-Plated jerk needs to die, or something...where did Haze go?"
"Oni! Flame! Where are you guys?"

Sitting in the stolen S.W.A.T. van, Altair almost fell asleep until he heard the radio come on. "All units, requesting backup at Sunrise Mall. Repeat, requesting backup at Sunrise Mall." Not paying attention to the rest of the message, Altair already had a clue what was going on. Making his way to the mall, a smile appeared on his face.

Chromium flew to the cathedral bell tower in the center of the city that he frequently visited. He landed next to the large bell with his black cloak flapping in the wind. He gently lowered the still unconcious body of Haze onto the matress that was part of Chromium's ad-hoc living quarters. He placed her head on the pillow and pulled the blanket up to her neck. The bell was in disrepair and hadnt been used in years apparently, so that was not a problem. Chromium turned around and closed the doors that lead into the tower and decided not to turn on his lamp because there was still daylight outside that crept through the holes in the door. He, painfully, turned back into Tanis and put on a pair of pants. He wrapped his cloak around him and sat in large ornate chair that nearly resembled an ancient throne. It used to be the head priest's chair, yet the cathedral was never used anymore so it was not needed anymore. He placed his hood on over his head while his shoulder length brown hair and short beard grew back from the transformation. He grabbed his favorite pipe, packed it, and lit it. The smoke swirled around the shadowy visage of him sitting in the throne and he looked at Haze, whos face was illuminated by a single shaft of light that came from one of the holes in the tower door. She stirred every now and then, Tanis would have to wait for her to recover before they spoke.