Topic: RPG-Superhumans

Flame walked for the door. Oni looked at him "Where are you going?"
"Im going after him, he has Haze, and he will try to persuade her to help him. That wont be good."

"Are you going after him? Or Haze?" Oni asked, but Flame was already gone.

"Ugh... Come on Jer'. Let's go follow him, make sure he doesn't kill himself."

"Gladly, as long as I get another swing at the silver man."

Flame didnt know where to start, but the old cathedral looked like a good vantage point. He ran in that direction.

He was there in less then twenty minuets. He started to climb.The structure's style gave many hand-holds. About half way up Flame decided to levitate the rest of the way.

(sory for the shortness of my posts.)

(Guys I won't be able to reply for the rest of the night so just forget about my guy for a while or something, sorry.)

P.S.
Adeptus, atleast wait for Haze to wake up before you get there. You strangely knew where my character was anyways so atleast give me a chance to exchange a couple words with Haze because thats basically the only person my character is worried about right now.)

PSS
Ok i have a couple minutes, but im waiting for BFFC-Mel to post for Haze as she wakes up.

(actually, he has no idea your in there. A big tall cathedral is usualy a good vantage point. He just plans to look around, for any big shiny mettalic people flying around)

Darklight managed to drag himself off from the loor, and lookes around.  The big katana dude was bus fighting what appeared to be a human fireball...great.  Sunburn had arrived, and judging by the bullets, so was Jack.  He was thankful for the help; the combination of midday and the katana guy's increasing strength was playing havoc on him.  He stood, and shook off his fatige as best he could.  Darklight powered up, and fired a thick shaft of light towards the big guy, kitting him square in the back. 
It was Darklight's strongest shot at the moment, and it didn't even faze the guy.  Yeah, maybe he should let the others take care of this.  NO!  It was his fight, and his responsibility.  With a mournful groan, he rushed at the guy once more, preceeded by a volley of energy bolts.

Flame had reached the top, but he didnt see anyone. He saw a shopping mall, with frequent bursts of light seeming to pulse from inside. The man might be there. Flame grinned, and leaped from the cathedral's spire. He had to begin to slow himself almost inediatetly, but he landed on his feet, and began to head to the mall, the people around him running. He looked down at the cloaking device, having forgot about it, and activated it, dissapearing from view.

Oni and Jericho had been following Flame, Jericho being held by Oni as he flew through the sky on his jet boots.

"You...*huf*...packin on the...*huf**puff*...the pounds there...Jericho." Oni said between gasps for breath.

"Quit whinin' will ya? Where's that Fire guy anyway?"

"He just jumped off the cathedral top. Seems to be headin towards the...oh crap in a hat."

"what?"

"He's headin towards that ecletic boogaloo at the mall with all the super-heroes dukin' it out. Just what we need."

"Why's he doing that?"

"Probably thinks our tin man is jiving with the other players down at the hot spot." Oni altered his course to try and get closer to Flame.

"Flame! Bubelah! What're you doing? You know what kinda hornet's nest you're bout to step into? Our Silver Psycho ain't down at the superhero sockhop! It's just more of our old dance partners doing the combat-conga with someone new! Now turn 'er around and let's do what needs to be done at the prison!"

(hes invisible, so do you have like infared on your suit?)

As soon as Sunburn saw the katana guy get shot by Darklight, he immediatley gave the katana dude a flying fist 'o' flames to the back.  Sure it wasn't exactly the most honourable thing he had ever done, but he was still alive.  Sunburn dropped to the floor, and waited a few yards away from the guy with the katana to see if he would get up.

Voidhunter looked around at the blank white-washed walls of his cell.  They were reflective, and amplified the bright lighting in the room immensely.  He could almost feel his energy being constantly sucked away.  Curse that Darklight.  If-no, when, he got out of there, that gold caped, self-centred buffoon would learn to fear the darkness.  The thought made him chuckle.  However, until he could think of some way out of the power-dampeners that were clamped to his restrained body, the vengeance would have to wait.  He just hoped that the security guards would learn to make mistakes, and leave him some opening to unleash chaos in the prison.  So he sat still, and he waited. He could wait forever if he had to, and he was well prepared to do so.

When the katana dude didn't get up, Sunburn walked over to him, afraid he might have hit an essential nerve or something like that.  Suddenly, his foe hit him squarely in the stomach, sending Sunburn reeling back.  To counter the katana guy's strike, he burst his fists into flames, and jumped back at the opponent that was now on his feet.

"How do you see him? I can't see a thing?" Jericho asked, concerning the cloaked Flame.

"He's wearing a cloaker, and I made my suit able to see anyone or anything that's cloaked by my cloakers, just in case the cloakers were ver stolen, or, in this case, I had allies who were cloaked and I needed to see them."

((answer your question, Adeptus?))

(yeah)

With the twin onslaught of both Jack and Sunburn, the katana-guy was being worn down fast, as far as the weakened Darklight could tell.  He turned to face one enemy, and the other would pepper him with attacks, forcing him to shift attention to the new attacker.  Darklight did what he could, but it was never nearly enough.  His attacks either fizzled out or bounced off the man's skin.  So that meant that Darklight was essentially useless.  He hated feeling useless.  But he couldn't do anything about it, as it was a sunny, bright afternoon.  He vented his frustrations through his energy bolts, but that did next to nothing.  So he ended up running around in front of th katana guy, to force him to follow after him.  Yeah, his old friend Burnout was better at that tactic than Darklight, as Darklight wound up more often than not embedded in a brick wall.  And yes, it hurt like all get out.  He could barely see straight, and he eventually collapsed to the ground, unconscious and battered.  His last thought was, "Stupid daylight...."

"Screw parking."

BOOM! Altair rammed the van right into the mall entrance. He drove down a bit, managing not to run over anyone. There, he got out, saw several beams of light flash from down the corridor, and headed over there while everyone else was heading the other way.

"This is where the fun begins."

Altair was walking to where all the supers were. Flames, light, and swords appeared to be much of the show. On a smaller scale, Altair noticed that Darklight had collapsed. Remembering what the Order had told them, he took upon the chance and pulled out his chains. Wrapping him up, Altair moved quickly back to the van. This was perhaps the most wanted man in the Order, and Altair would be the one to get him. A rise in rank, no doubt, would be the reward, along with a few cash rewards as well from city authorities. Getting back to the van, most of the mall was destroyed now. The fight seemed to last for hours. The van backed out, and drove off, with a very pleased assassin and an unconscious being of darkness.

((So, why would the authorities want a hero out of the picture anyways?  Just curious))
Darklight saw nothing but a haze of grey in his vision.  Before his mind's eye passed familiar images, images and memories of the past.  The accident, his first fatal mistake, the first meeting with Voidhunter, and the subsequent failures and successes from then onwards.  He remembered his first meetings with Sunburn, Jack, Burnout, Rift, Hypothermia, Maple, Starbright, and all the other heroes he had met in his time.  He remembered the damage that he had done to hsi friends and family in his first year as a hero, and what that damage had cost him.  His memories played before him like a DVD repeating a show over and over again.  All the while, he did not feel the sensation of a moving vehicle.  As he dreamt, the van moved closer and closer to its final destination.

Flame hadnt heard Oni. He continued to the mall, seeing a SWAT van first crash into then leave the mall. The lights still flashed inside, the fight was still on. He knew Chromium was in there, and he quickened his pace, fire begining to form in his hands.

Voidhunter could hear some of the small talk exchanged between the guards just outside of his specialized cell.  Apparently, there was some sort of fight going down at the mall.  And Darklight was in it.  Voidhunter silently prayed that some fatal accident or event would stop that self-styled hero, and finally kill him.  He only wished the public knew the truth about Darklight...but no matter, he would be dead soon anyways.  If this mall attacker didn't kill him, when Voidhunter got out, he certainly would finish the job.  And he would relish in the killing.

Drakeus was growing most annoyed at the man of flame, every time he turned around to face a new threat another one seemed to pop up again...behind him of course. Drakeus decided for a new course of action was needed, he sheathed his blade and reached into the black void that was his heart, and pulled on it leting the power flow up his arms and down and out his finger tips. The red beams of light flew out of his hands and towards the man in flame, the sick light hit the man causing him to stumble then another sending him stumbling to the ground. The flame engulfing him slowly died down. A volly of bullets came (once again) from behind him and tore him and his cloak to even more shreds. Drakeus spun and drawed his blade out and cast it at the new attacker in a fast whiping motion.

This was new.  Jack barely managed to dodge the sword.  He quickly dashed over to the katana and picked it up.

"Oooh not so tough without your sword are ya?  Really without your swords you like quite pitiful.  Without my swords I would weigh some 20 pounds less.  My swords keep me safe at night.  I keep one under my pillow when I sleep and it's all good.  That hobo I stole my cloak from tried to steal my stolen cloak.  So I stuck him too.  I apologized as it was only a reflex.  But I don't think he cared.  He was dead."  Jack chatged at the man wielding the two katanas.

(im sorry if i gave you the impression that the katana was flying around...its not i just threw it at you)

((lol too much Kotor for me :P))

(you can never have too much kotor...)

Drakeus didnt even bother replying, but when Jack tryed to cleave him in half, Drakeus meerly raised his hand and caught the blade before it had a chance to get to his face. Drakeus tore the blade from Jacks hand and broke (yours not mine) it over his knee, and tossed it aside, he then grabed Jacks other hand and then his neck, and begain to strangle him.

Jack was losing oxygen fast.  He needed help.  He struck out blindly hoping to catch the man somewhere lucky.  This man wasn't only cutting off blood, he was crushing his windpipe!  Must have enhanced strength.  He struck out at the face feeling soft flesh but not noticing any effect.  He was beginning to panic.  Slowly he was fading.  Where was a distraction when you needed one?  HE couldn't function any more.  He slowly blacked out into complete darkness but smelling a strong whiff of scorching material and flesh before Jack went unconscious.

( im guessing i got like 3red degree burns all over my body right?)

Drakeus let out a demonic howl of anger as his body was burned back to hell by the man in flame, it would be awhlie before he could return to this relm and gain a new body...but he would have his revenge he swore it as his body was burned into nothingness.

((Well I was hoping Sunburn noticed my predicament and unleashed a lot of flame.  :P  We'll see what Kaster Ordo says tomorrow.  When I said he was gone I was refering to Jack as in unconscious.  But I guess this works.  Another villain with a hunger for revenge.  I'm signing off for the night.  Quite late for the Pacific Time Zone.))

Flame continued onward, almost to the mall's parking lot. Fire covered his hands, but it was unseen due to the cloaking device.  Oni followed him, and was almost close enough to hear.

"Flame! FLAAAAME! COME ON MAN, WE'RE WASTING OUR TIME!!! Tsk, meshuggener still can't hear me. Guess we'll just wait and let him find out for himself."

((Thats fine by me, burning Drakeus's mortal body to nothingness..... thats cool))
After Sunburn finished his flamethrower at the katana dude, he felt a big burst of energy return to him, giving him some more strength.  He then realized that Darklight was nowhere to be seen.  There was a chance he was just bending the light around him to cloak himself, but in daylight, he doubted it.  He must've gone somewhere during the fight.  "Hey Jackie Chan, have you see Darklight recently? "  Sunburn asked.  "Not since before the fight Sunblock,"  Jack replied.  *Hmm, I wonder where he went....*  He thought to himself......

(( This is when Jack gained conciousness again))

Tanis had been waiting for Haze to wake up for some time now. He was growing somewhat impatient. He would not wake her up himself however, she should get the rest she needs. He sat in his ornate, throne like chair smoking his pipe in semi-darkness. Several beams of light shown from behind him from the holes in the old cathedral bell tower door. The smoke from his pipe swirled upwards and around his siloutte. He had been hearing some distant sounds of commotion, yet had been discarding it for too long. He rose and made his way to the other side of the bell chamber and opened another door slightly and looked towards the direction the noise was coming from. There were people running from the mall, and police cars at bay surrounding the entrance.

"Creating more havoc Oni? Or...perhaps there is another." He muttered to himself. He took his seat on his ornate throne and decided to wait a little longer for Haze to wake up before going to investigate the Mall disturbance.

By the time Flame and Oni reached the mall, the action was all over. Sunburn was helping up a battered & beaten Jack as police and mall staff began to clean the situation up.

"See, Flame? Old Ironsides was never here. Now let' sgo."

Flame looked back "Where to?"

"To the max-security prison, were gona break out Voidhunter."

Later, at the RyverKroft Maximum Security Prison:

Jericho, Oni, and Flame stood cloaked in the entryway to the prison.

"Alright, partners, here's the skinny. We're only here for Voidhunter, true, but on the way over I was like 'Hey! We've got so many super-powered baddies locked-up in here, and the opportunity to let them all back out to reach havoc, why the heck don't we then?' This has changed our plans slightly, but it involves each and very one of us. Flame, there's alot of retinal check/palm check/DNA check jargon security up in there, we're gonna need you to 'influence' the right security people to do the right things at the right times. Jericho, you need to seek & destroy any troublesome staff once the shat starts going down. But, first, I'm gonna have to shut the power off so we can get all this jailbait to fly the coop like the jailbirds they oughta be. Cloakers on until we zero in on Voidhunter, got it? Let's go."

((Ready when you are.))

"I cant mind control people. But I can try to influence them"

Later, Flame's part of the plan was complete, and luckily no one had tried anything, so Jericho had nothing to do. An alarm sounded, and Oni came into the room, followed by another, who flame could only assume was Voidhunter.
They managed to return to Oni's base without incident, and Flame left, trying to find Chromium.

(to fast for teh breakout?)

Many images flashed through Haze's thoughts. So many of pain, suffering and death. There were images of many people she didn't know which only confused her. Something wasn't right. These weren't her memories. She tried to see past the images to her own memories. What had happened to her? She remember going after Oni with Chromium. There'd been the fight with the biker. Then where had she gone?

Haze's hand tightened and she felt something soft in her grasp. That wasn't right. She should have been somewhere where everything was hard. Like scales, she'd seen Flame. He'd warned her and then the pain had come. "No!" Haze shouted bolting upright, her psy-blades activating in her hands. Their light blinding her slightly.

Haze squinted and deactivated the blades. Then brought her hands to the sides of her face as she propped herself up. She was in bed, but it was not her own.

"So you're awake." Haze looked up to see Chromium.

"What happened?" She asked, still fighting to remove the foreign images that had been thrust into her mind.

"I was going to ask you the same thing. I leave you for a minute and find you unconscious while you're scaly friend, a telepath and Jericho are playing war games." Chromium said, his pipe now in his hand.

Haze's brow furrowed. "Only Flame was there when I arrived. He gave me a warning about something I wouldn't like. Then someone invaded my mind. I thought it was him but he looked confused. You said something about another telepath?"

"Yeah, there was a woman in black. She had dark hair and a bright red fringe." Chromium said.

Haze let out a groan, "That would be Vandal. I thought she was out of the game."

"So is she part of Oni's gang?" Chromium asked, sitting forward in his chair.

Haze shook her head, then wished she hadn't.

"You don't look so good, do you need something for the pain?" Chromium inquired as he rose from his chair.

Haze raised her hand, "No, it'll pass. I've got complacent. My defences were dropped lower then they should have been. I trusted Flame, I didn't realise there'd be another telepath around to abuse that trust. Mind you it's strange, I always thought that Vandal was with the heroes."

Chromium rubbed his chin. "Perhaps she is, she was attacking both Flame and Jericho with some vigour."

"That makes sense. Jericho broke her leg some time ago. She must have assumed I was with them." Haze said as she shifted her legs over the side of the bed.

"You should rest." Chromium told.

Haze stopped herself from shaking her head, "No I've got to find Starbright." She tried to stand but sank back to the bed. Her head hurt worse than she'd initially thought.

Flame didnt know where else to start, The catherdral was an exelent vanatge point, and it was quiet, perfect to think. Flame thought that Haze would still be unconcious, so he had some time. He scaled the structure and sat on a ledge near the top of the steeple. He looked down, watching people in the courtyard around the church. He thought he sensed some one close, but it was probably a priest, and it deffinately wasnt Haze. There was some one else, but whoever that was it was like they were in a fog.

Tanis saw Haze nearly fall back into bed and he decided that he was for sure not going to let her go anywhere. He quickly rose form his seat to assist her back in bed and he lowered her down. It may have been to forward of a move, but she was in no condition to be physically moving. She hesitantly got back into bed and looked back at Tanis as he sat back in his chair and took a puff of his pipe. He took the opportunity of her being awake to talk to her.

"Haze, you are most likely wondering why I have brought you here. Well, I saw it as common curtousy of course. You were in dire need of assistance obviously, that is why I went with you in the first place. I wasn't sure we would succeed however, yet I knew you needed to at least know that Starbright was alive. However, there is another reason I brought you here. I've been meaning to speak to you. I believe that we live by similar ideals. I do not wish to side with the heroes or the villains, I simply do what I alone feel is right. I think that you may feel the same way. I would like to know how you feel about this entire situation. Are the Heroes right in that they stop Oni and the others from killing innocents and wreaking havoc? Or are the villains right in that they strive for equality for the supers? Your mind seems to be ahead of most others, and I must admit, I need a second opinion on this matter."

Haze let out a sigh, her mind wasn't clear but she'd answer Chromium as honestly as possible. "I'll admit I've found it hard to decide which side to be on. The heroes seem to have good intension, however they don't always make the situations better. As for the villains, their purposes are often corrupt, however I don't know if all of them are truly bad."

Haze started massaging her temples. She could have sworn that Flame was near, but her mind was in such turmoil it was hard to know.

"Something troubling you? Besides the headache that is..." Tanis asked her.

Haze gave a slight nod, "Vandal launched a telepathic attack on me. She's projected many horrible images into my mind. I'm trying to filter them out. At the moment some are difficult to discern from my own memories."

A thought came to Haze. "I didn't find Starbright, but I have a feeling she was there."

Flame could hear muffled voices from the inside of the tower. He didnt know what they were saying, and he partialy considered reaching out with his mind. They wouldent know anything about who he was looking for, but he was getting bored. He decided not to "read" the other person. He reached out, there was somthing familliar about him, images he knew, a voice.

"As do I. They knew you were coming. They must have her there alive then. When you have recouperated we will attempt to infiltrate the base once more. Hopefully, we will be more successful this time around." Tanis said to Haze, raising an eyebrow at that last sentence.

"For now however, where would you like to eat? I haven't eaten in some time. I'm new here however so I don't know many good places. What do you suggest? I'll pick something up from there and bring it over here." He said to Haze.

Haze looked up suddenly. She turned to look behind her and immediately strengthened her mind's defences. Someone was definitely there, she suspected it was Flame. She hoped he was alone, if it was Vandal she planned on showing her just how skillful she was with her psy-blades.

"What's wrong?" Chromium asked.

"We have company," she replied quietly.

The fog had been lifted, it was Haze. But the other, was gone. Suddenly, he began to fade, then vanished completely. Either Haze had killed them, or it was Chromium. Both could be bad for Flame. He fought the urge to draw the sword Oni had given him.

Tanis did not say another word. He stood from his chair and placed his still smoking pipe on an ashtray that was on a small table he had. He lowered his cowl and relaxed his body. He forced the metal liquid through his pores and it covered his body. His eyes lit up until his pupils weren't able to be seen and all that was behind his eye lids was pure white light. His brown hair gently fell from his face and scalp. This process was not as nearly painful as bringing it back in, so he was relatively quick when he did this. He levitated to the door Haze was looking at stood in front of it. Chromium placed his ear against the door and listened quitely. He did hear a small rustling. Perhaps he was followed? He stepped back and morphed his left arm into a giant shield and his right into a huge sword and he adopted a defence position facing the door.

"SHOW YOURSELF!"

Haze was amazed at the transformation Chromium undertook. It seemed more appropriate to call him by his super name now.

Haze paused as Chromium called the eavesdropper out. She was tempted to speak with her mind to see if it was Flame but she was unsure if she could trust him. She didn't know if he was in league with Vandal. She'd wait and see who responded to Chromium's demand.

Some one yelled somthing from inside the tower, this time Flame did draw the sword. He backed off the ledge, floating, and lighting the sword. He knew who was in there, but he didnt know how to get in, short of making his own door.

When there was no answer Haze decided to risk it, Flame is that you?