Topic: RPG- Superhumans 2: Anarchy

"I am not your dog." Flame said, sending a bolt of fire at Electric Guy. The fireball exploded when it neared him, and threw him against the wall. The so called 'super villain' unconscious, Flame lifted the man, and stepped from the door. He lifted into the air slowly as Jack and Chink got on the 'manly' scooter.

Character: Shock Wave
Affiliation: Himself (could be considered a villan, but very small time)
Age: 27
Gender: Male
Powers: Sound Control
Weapons: 15. Caliber Lugar, large pocket knife
Personality: Brash and Uncontrolable at times. Likes to scream, and often does so. He sometimes stores up all his emotions up, sometimes for years, and then when the right set of events accure he lets it all out in in a massive 'shock wave'.
Appearance: Short black, spiked hair, Blue eyes, 5 foot 9 inches tall, wares black jeans, sneakers (black) grey T-shirt, and black hoody, and blue colored sunglasses.
History: The result of a prostitute and a crook with super-powers, Wave was immediately given to an adoption agency as soon as he was born, though the reason he was not aborted is a mystery. He ran away from the agency as soon as he was 13, hes been living in the slums ever since, using his newly manifested powers to rob banks and such things for local crime lords.

"GIVE ME THE MONEY!" Screamed Shock as he shoved the barrle of the his Lugar in the store keepers cheek. The man was sweating profusely.

"Pe-Pe-Please d-d-dont shoot!" The store keeper beged.

"I SAID GIVE ME THE #@!& MONEY!" Screamed Shock again.

"O-o-ok...Just dont shoot, alright?"

Shock didnt respond, instead he took the bag from the mans hands, and smacked him in the face with the butt of his gun and ran out the store. He quickly turned down an ally way, and went threw and elabotate route to throw off any followers. Then looking over his shoulders repeatedly, he entered the run down apartment building called the Happy Hotel...which was not happy, and was barely a hotel. He stuffed the cash in its regular hiding place, taking out a a couple of 'fives'. He then left the seedy joint, and walked down the street over to where Gary did his runs with his cart.

"Give me the usual Gary"

Gary nodded, and turned to his cart and complied together a usual. Gary then handed the prepared usual to Shock, who handed in return to Gary a 'five'. Shock turned away, saying 'bye' before he sank his teeth into the woderful intoxicating smelling....Hotdog.

Jack drove on ahead.  He continued on towards Andromeda HQ.  But they were being followed.  A car was making an effort to stay on his trail. 

Flame don't look now but we are being followed.

Right.  Jack pulled over in an alley.  He peeked over his shoulder and saw the car parked on the opposite side.  A tall blonde stepped out and headed their way.  Jack slipped his hand in his coat and readied his weapons.

"Well, fancy meeting you here, partner." Mr. Anasazi called out to Jericho, whom he was very surprised to see in the graveyard.

"Car died."

"Well of all the places for it to die, I guess here is fairly ideal."

"Yeah. Paying your respects to..." Jerich oasked eyeing the tombstone Mr.Anasazi had been monologuing at.

"Yeah. It's him."

"You remember he tried to kill us?"

"Yeah, yeah, it's just--we were friends for a really long time, okay?!?! I know he was hellspawn sack of $#*% and when he turned on us he had to die, but it doesn't mean I don't miss him!"

"I get it. He did make some fine drinks."

"That he did, Jericho. That he did." Mr.Anasazi said, trying to calm down from his sudden outburst. That was unexpected, even for him.

"So, you wanna hitch a ride up to my new digs?"

"Not leavin' Eleanor."

"You and that car."

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Alastor had descended out of  Leviathan when Gerrx called, confirming his arrival in Mission City. Alastor told him to meet him in a quaint little restaurant called Chez Bon. It was famous for serving both hot dogs and wine, an odd pairing of food items if there ever was one, among other things.

Alasotr, cloaked from the outside the world due to his lavish costume which he never removed, walked in and, sighting his pal, knelt down to whisper.

"Heya bud. How was your plane ride?"

Name: Morgan "Shift" Richardson
Gender:Male
Age:26
Appearance:6'1", Shortish Brown hair and Brown eyes. In rather good shape.   (heres what he is wearing)
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(No face or hair cause I hate Hero Machines options)
Powers:Can 'shift' through things and turn invisible.
Affiliation: Andromeda
Weapons: In addition to the sword and pistol (which is a M1911) he has a KA-BAR
Personality: Kind of cocky, tries to joke but isn't always funny. When in the base works in data center, could be considered a bit of a hacker.

Haze didn’t think it was a particularly good idea to bring Blur into Andromeda so she took her phone from her pocket to call Chromium. He answered after four rings and Haze felt a wave of relief wash over her at the sound of his voice.

“I’ve found Blur. He professes his innocence and wishes to clear his name,” Haze told Chromium as her eyes shifted to look at Blur momentarily. “Should I bring him to Andromeda?”

Shift stepped out of the wall, a habit of his that seemed to annoy some of the other members of Andromeda. A phone was ringing, Chromium was talking to someone. He stepped into the Control center and dropped into a seat in front of a group of computers. He turned on the main, watching as the sub monitors flickered to life, and typed in his login. It was rather quiet in here since Chink was gone, Probably trailing after Jack... Shift thought with a bit of a grin. Chromium, who had apparently finished talking, stepped in.

"What do you have?"

Shift continued to click rapidly through pages. "Not much, but it says here that apparently one of the sweeteners their using in soda causes memory loss....weird...Hey! apparently one of the ingredients in soda causes memory loss."

"Funny." Chromium said sarcasticly

"You know, I don't get whats wrong with you..The rest of the senior members have a good sense of humor. Mainly Jack but hes insane or something, but still, the rest of you can actually laugh. But then again it might just be me, that wasn't very funny in the first place..."

"Nope."

"Well hey, if theres anything I can do, go after some dude for example, I'm here."

M'Lure came into the alley that the Andromeda drones walked into. She had been following this pair since they left HQ and they had actually led her to another super, Flame, one that she had only heard of and not observed. How wonderful that he was "on the scene" again. He had no official ties to organizations, onlly himself, and perhaps such a powerful super could be turned to see things her way.

"Ah but you're getting ahead of your self aren't you?" M' Lure thought to herself.

She noticed the man, Jack she remembered, started to reach for his weapons. She didn't let him, and drew them to her instead and held them facing the three individuals. With one hand outstreched she held the guns and she move her left hand and crumpled the ridiculous scooter that Jack and the woman were riding on. It amused her, how the woman, with whom she was unfamiliar, was standing slightly behind Jack.

"What are you doing? Those are mine. That's my bike." Jack complained.

"Yes and now they're mine. Don't fool yourself that was no bike. Flame would you come down and join us here on the ground. I'm not in the mood to follow you up there. "

"Why should I?" He replied.

"Because I'm asking nicely for once. You don't know what I'm upto."

M' Lure noticed he was hesitating, trying to figure out just that, what she was thinking. "That won't work Flame." And with that she kept the guns pointed at the woman and Jack and sent out a magnetic pulse that levitated her to Flame's level. "Be kind to yourself, come and join us."

Flame lowered himself to the ground, dropping Electric Man to the ground, once reaching a distance where he was likely not to die. As he touched down he lit his hands up, in case the newcomer tried something. I don't like this, he voiced to Jack

Me neither Jack thought, THAT *&^%^ KILLED MY UBER-MANLY SCOOTER!!!!! I'M GOING TO RIP HER SKULL OUT AND BEAT HER TO DEATH WITH IT!!!!

"Wait......that doesn't seem physically possible" Flame thought to himself.

Chink had armored up, moving closer to Jack, who was visibly shaking with anger. Flame stared at the woman "What do you want?" He asked quietly.

Chromium picked up the phone stowed away in his cloak, it was Haze. It was good to finally hear from her. Sometimes he worried, but he knew Haze's strength and trusted in her own ability to stay alive.

“I’ve found Blur. He professes his innocence and wishes to clear his name,” Haze says. “Should I bring him to Andromeda?”

Chromium thinks a moment...

"I would advise against it. Despite what he has said, the truth is he is still a suspect. However, I haven't left yet to go after the third suspect, Al...Bring him up for questioning before I go." Chromium says

"Alright, ill see you in a bit Tan- (Haze nearly says Chromium's real name, yet remember's Blur is listening.)...Chromium. Bye."

"Bye." They hang up and Chromium moves up to Shift who is busy on the computers.

"What do you have?" Chromium asks

Shift continued to click rapidly through pages. "Not much, but it says here that apparently one of the sweeteners their using in soda causes memory loss....weird...Hey! apparently one of the ingredients in soda causes memory loss."

"Funny." Chromium said sarcasticly. He admired Shift's attempts at humor...but the man was just not funny.

"You know, I don't get whats wrong with you..The rest of the senior members have a good sense of humor. Mainly Jack but hes insane or something, but still, the rest of you can actually laugh. But then again it might just be me, that wasn't very funny in the first place..."

"Nope."

"Well hey, if theres anything I can do, go after some dude for example, I'm here."

Chromium sighs. 'At least he has the spirit.' He thinks to himself. Shift was a recent addition to Andromeda and also one of the youngest, other than the few teenagers and younglings.

"Well, I have to search for the last suspect in the Statue of Liberty attack. You can come after I question one suspect that Haze is bringing up now." Chromium says as he heads out of the data center and to a special room that in the HQ that is specifically for questioning and interrogation.

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Chromium reaches the heavy, protected door to the interrogation room and withdraw's his metal from his right hand and places it against a panel. It beeps and grants him clearance. He walks into the large room. It is a simple, white room with one table and two chairs. One on either side of the other. Chromium sits in the chair facing the door and wraps his cloak around him, drawing the hood over his face. He takes out his pipe, and lights it. He takes a few relaxing puffs and the smoke swirls around him as he waits for Haze and Blur to arrive.

After Haze hung up the phone she turned to Blur, “We’d like you to come to our HQ and have a bit of a chat.”

“You mean you’re friends are going to interrogate me,” Blur said dryly as he put his hands in his pockets.

Haze stopped and moved to block Blur’s path. “We’re the good guys, we don’t interrogate.”

Blur raised a brow but said nothing more. Haze reached to grab his jacket sleeve to get him moving again but quickly reconsidered it. “Come on let’s go,” she said instead.

It didn’t take them long to get to HQ. Haze was extremely happy to see Chromium and smiled at him beamingly. “This is Blur,” she said to introduce the two men, “Blur this is Chromium.”

The two men shook hands and Haze didn’t miss the hostility in Blur’s actions. Chromium looked a little surprised but said nothing.

“Why don’t you take a seat,” Haze suggested. She moved to Chromium’s side and touched his arm while looking at him meaningfully. She felt his metal skin slip away so she had direct contact with his real skin. She spoke to him with her mind, I don’t think Blur is going to be particularly friendly with you. Seems he has a thing for me.

Chromium responded by reaching out with his other arm to bring her close for a gentle kiss.

That may not be the best move if you want Blur to talk, Haze voiced to Chromium as she kissed him in return.

Chromium ended the kiss and smiled at her, “Glad to have you back safe and sound.” I’m just letting Blur know that he’s not moving in on my woman, plus it’s a good psychological angle.

Haze had to stop herself from chuckling. She covered by sitting down beside Chromium. As she looked up she saw Blur studying her. “Sorry about that, it’s been a while since we’ve seen each other.”

Chromium took her hand with an amused look in his eyes. He knew that ‘a while’ had been about an hour.

Jack was quickly growing with anger. 

My manly mobile.  She trashed it.  PAYMENT SHALL BE SWIFT"

Flame spoke quietly.  "What do you want?"

Jack didn't let her answer.  "Listen.  Small talk is nice and all.  But I'm not good with talking.  Haha.  Oxymoron.  Why do they call it an oxymoron?  It doesn't make any sense..."  As every was staring at Jack as if he was mad (not that he objected)  Jack let a throwing knife fall out of his sleeve and into his hand.  Jack let his adrenaline kick in.  The knife in mid-air faster than anyone could blink.  But this girl was fast.  Very fast.  A split second before the knife pierced her heart she had her hand out and she stopped the blade.

"Not a wise move.  Time to die Jack."

Without hesitation she turned Beauty on Jack and fired hiting him square in the forehead.  Jack heard Chink scream as he fell to the ground and lost consciousness.

Desdemona was homing in on her next marked soul when she felt a disturbance. Jack was hurt and hurt bad. Desdemona immediately deviated from her path and headed to Jack. A woman with scales was screaming and shouting as she cradled Jack’s body. As Desdemona landed she realised that Jack was not going to die. There were no other Soul Eaters present. His healing factor would save him again.

However Desdemona did not wish to miss this opportunity to communicate with Jack. She stood back and closed her eyes. When she opened them she was in Jack’s unconscious thoughts. “Jack,” she said quietly.

Jack had his back to her but quickly turned around, “Dessie!”

Desdemona made her way towards him and was taken into his embrace. Desdemona raised a hand to touch his face. “This meeting can only be brief.”

“I don’t care,” Jack said as he held her, “I’m just glad you’ve come back.”

“I can’t stay you’re not going to die.” Desdemona said frankly.

“This isn’t a dream is it?” Jack asked as he breathed in her scent.

Desdemona shook her head, “I have a soul to collect here in Mission City. I sensed your distress and came to check on you.”

“Why can’t you stay?” Jack asked.

“I haven’t filled my quota.” Desdemona replied as she stroked a stray lock of his hair away from his eyes.

“But I thought you were going to make a deal with Death,” Jack said in confusion.

“I did but I’ve got to replace Void’s soul with 200 others.” Desdemona told him.

Jack gasped, “Man how long is that going to take?”

“I don’t know. It could be months, years or even decades.” Desdemona said as she studied his face.

“No,” Jack said as he shook his head.

Desdemona looked up, “You’re healing and you’ll wake very soon.”

“Can I see you in the flesh, so to speak?” Jack asked knowing he probably sounded desperate.

Desdemona started to turn translucent and Jack was losing his grip on her, “Desdemona?”

“Live well, Jack.” Desdemona said as she felt herself fade.

" Fine, how was yours? " Gerrrx asked. His patient had steamed right up to his hair, because Alastor had turned up late, still now he was here, they better had discuss the end of the world's top resorts........

So she could block metal.... Flame leaned forward and opened his mouth, releasing a column of searing fire at the woman. She lifted the scooter again, this time forming it into a shield, The fire hit the shield but did not harm the woman behind it. Chink was trying to wake up Jack who was muttering something about death. Flame almost stopped and looked over, but that distraction would have killed him, and probably cause her to kill Jack and most likely Chink as well. Flame threw a fireball, exploding it when it hit the shield, the force sending her back. With this momentary break he turned to Chink. Get him out of here He voiced. She grabbed Jack and started dragging him away.

Gerrrx ordered some ice cream with some brandy coating, and two large paella's. Gerrrx liked seafood, espiacially prawns (( this is true, I, myself, like prawns, squid, scallops and mussels and I am only 11. :P YUM!! )) Gerrrx waited for Alastor's answer......

Now, Burnout's sojourn for a home had him running all round town, and was not very successful.  In fact, it seemed that any vacancy he came across was suddenly filled seconds before he knocked on the door.  Must be something to do with the costume.  He was leisurely jogging down a large street when he heard the sound of an Uzi opening fire.  That caught his attention, all right.

He changed course, and picked up slight speed, coming around the corner of a building to witness a woman using a scooter as a shield against a stream of fire being expelled from a lizard-man.  On the ground was an eerily familiar face...JACK.  A scaled woman was beside him, sobbing.  The trickle of blood from is forehead suggested the the aforementioned Uzi had caught him there, and the scaly woman assumed he was dead....boy would she be in for a surprise.

When he noticed the woman who appeared to be the antagonist holding a large quantity of Jack's weapons, he decided to try and minimalize civilian casualties.  He sprinted forward, between her and the lizard-man, and rapidly grabbed as many guns and blades that he could from around her, zooming to the end of the street and depositing them in a pile, conveniently covered with some trash.  He then turned around, and zipped back, standing alongside the lizard-man, looking at the woman with a slightly curious look.

"Now, you ought to be ashamed of yourself.  Didn't your mother ever tell you not to play with guns?  And what happened to sharing is caring?  If you really wanted some of those guns for yourself, you could just ask.  Or buy some.  You don't have to attack random, poor people to get them."  Burnout smiled in a jovial manner.

Jack couldn't stand seeing her go.  Again.  It tore him apart.  He realized that he wasn't unconscious anymore.  As he was talking to himself.  He awoke with a start sitting upright.

"Did someone say Chimichunga?!"  Everyone including the newly arrived Burnout stared at Jack. 

"Oh hey Hot Feet.  How is it going?"

"The usual.  Fighting baddies etc."

"Enough!  You and your infernal babbling are grating my nerves."

"What's wrong? Am I annoying you?  Does my constant randominity disturb you in anyway, shape or form?  I made that word up.  It's sounds pretty cool.  Say it with me.  RAND-OM-IN-I-TY!  Just rolls of the tongue.  Belongs in the same category with Spatula.  SPA-TU-LA.  I could say that all day.  SPATULA!  SpatULa.  SPATula..."

M'Lure was so inraged and picked up two cars parked on the steet and lauched them at the two groups, hitting both Flame and the group that had moved Jack.  The new comer seemed to be fast, so she sent a magnetic pulse to ast as a wall, so when he ran, he just hit something like a wall and fell unconcious. The girl was freaking out.

"Apparently she hadn't seen much action." M'Lure though. While Flame was down, not hurt really, distracted, she  pulled the guns back to her. She took the one gun in her hand and took a step foward towards the limp form of "Electric Man". She pumped three bullits into the man's head in fast succesion.

Jack, apparently recovered mostly looked agast. "Don't worry, he was neither a mutant or the one you seek." She tore apart the guns and let the peices hit the pavement. Jack screaming a slew of things at her, but she chose not to listen to his inane babbling.

"This is just a taste. A Warning. Those who seek to help those hating non- mutants, will be on the wrong side here. Evaluate youselves." and she leaned close to Flame. "I know you are not part of them Flame, you would be warmly welcomed with me." And with that she sent a controled pluse to usher her back to the car she came from, a black new charger, altered to suit her needs. She sped away before they could respond.

Burnout stood up groggily.  That little....AGH!  From now on, he'd be sure to take her out first.  Let's see how well she can stand up to the shockwave of a sonic boom!  And as for that magnetic wave...why on earth hadn't he simply avoided the car by stepping to the side, rather than running?  Suffice to say, next time he saw that one, she'd be the one in his position at the moment.  He began to check on the others, and see how they were doing.

"Um, you mind not ordering more food when I'm talking to you, Gerrx?" Alastor whispered in his pal's ear as he dined on ice cream and paella.

"Buht Ah luff theefuud..." Gerrx spluttered through a mouthful of prawn.

"Whatever. Look, boss man's off on business, but we need to get back to the eye in the sky before he gets back. Curfew and all that. So just finish the meal, then we'll get going."

Alastor eyed the patrons of Chez Bon. No cops. No one who could tattle on him for mass homicide in a public place.

"When you're done with that feast of yours, how about we have a little fun?”

Flame looked down at the ground. He hadn't noticed anything since the woman had left. He had been thinking, running her offer over and over again in his mind. Part of him wanted revenge on the humans. This part of him spoke strongly. But what if this woman's dark....crusade called on him to kill? There would be blood, and Flame could spill it if need be. Andromeda would stand against her, of that Flame was sure. He knew that if he joined her, Haze would stand against them with the others. He knew he could not kill her.

But would she hesitate if she were asked to kill me?

Name: Seth Ehrickson AKA Lightshow.
Gender:Male
Age:18
Appearance:
Seth

Lightshow

*Wears large, high quality head phones constantly blaring heavy metal music to fuel his powers.
Powers: His body can absorb sound vibrations, converting the energy into fuel for his bio-electric blasts. Large amounts of energy, allow him to envelope himself in it completely. At those moments, he can fly.
Affiliation: M'Lure
Weapons: his powers.
Personality: fun-loving adventure seeker, but knows its dangerous out there, and will do whatever it takes to survive...
History: Runaway from several orphanages, Seth has no ties, and prefers it that way. He was abused as a young child by his father, until he destroyed the house at age 9, when he discovered his powers. He's been running ever since...
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Cruising through the city on his skateboard, metal blaring in his headphones, and hoodie pulled low over his eyes, Seth was bored. He didn't know what he was looking for. He wasn't the type to prey on victims, like average thugs. He needed action, though...

In time Gerrrx's appetite was satisfied.

"Okay," Alastor, still invisbile,whispered in his friend's ear, when that waitress comes by with the check, give her exact change."

When the waitress came with the bill, Gerrrx smiled pleasantly before tossing one of his razors into the waitress's heart, killing her.

As the rest of the cafe realised what was happening, Alastor shut off his cloaker, unsheathed his sword, and spun around in the air cackling.

"Wahahahaha! Aw, hell yeaaaaaahhhhh! That's what you get for charging $3.80 for a glass of $^&**@#$#@#%#&^& iced tea!" He laughed anohter sinister laugh and fired a bolt at the cashier, roasting him.

"Hit 'em hard and hit 'em fast! Goo goo g'joob!"

As Gerrx tossed razors into the patorns, Alastor welded the doors shut to prevent anyone from escaping.

"Life's just a lovely bunch of coconuts!" He snapped, zap-frying an elderly couple. He spied a pair of young lovers, dressed in wedding apparel.

"Hmm, I'm guessing eating here was her idea, wasn't it pal?" He asked the groom.

"P-pl-please..." The man stammered, desparation in his eyes. "We... just got married. We were gonna catch a-a plane to Jamiaca after this. P-please let us go." The man begged.

Alastor said nothing for a moment. "What airline?" He finally asked.

"Wh--"

"What airline were you going to take to Jamaica?"

"O--Oceanic. Why?"

"Tsk. Oceanic is a rip-off. You should thank me for this." Alastor dashed forward in the air, leaving a phantom form of electrified air in his wake, and skewered the newlyweds together at once on his sword.

"Till death do you part." Alastor smirked as he charged the blade, roasting the two corpses golden brown.
"God, I love the smell of burning flesh. If they made a cologne of that scent, it would sell a fortune! Not that I'd pay for my bottle, but whatever."

Alasotr turned to Gerrrx, who was going to town as well.

"Let's wrap this up, partner, I got places to be."

((Ok.  I'm going to do what I hate.  Some total coinincidence.))

"Anybody know where my weapons are?"

BUrnout motioned to a trash pile.  He went over and assembled them all.  Jack heard a crackling.  Followng the noise he discovered the nearly mashed police scanner. 

"Two supers...Chez Bon...killing..."

"Enough for me!  Chez Bon...  I only know two words in French.  Arrivederci and Oui.  Now how do you say no... But Chez Bon, does anyone know where that is?"

Chink spoke up.  "Just up the street."

Jack turned and looked up the street and saw people floodig out of a rather nice restaurant.  While everyone was distracted no one really noticed Flame quietly slip away.

"Oh.  Right." 

Jack began down.  Burnout at the door before Jack had taken three steps.  As soon as Jack stepped inside he got a razor in the shoulder.

"I see you wanted a private moment.  I sorry I intruded.  Well not really.  Actually not at all.  I wanted to crash the party.  Do you mind?"

Flame saw the charger take a turn. He was in the air. He took off after her and matching the speed of the car dropped through the open sunroof, landing neatly in the passenger seat,his tail curling around to his side. The surprise on her face was evident. Flame ignored it and switched on the radio, listening as Dragula by Rob Zombie began. "We need to talk."

"We do, do we? Thought about what I've said?" M'Lure said to Flame. She was surprised by the speed of his arrival. She turned off the radio. This was HER car not Flames. She pressed play and a different metal song played. She smiled. (( I mean come on she has to love heavy metal))

Flame looked over at M'Lure, she had changed the station on him. No one did that. Mainly because Flame was rarely in cars. He pressed a button, changing it back to Dragula.  She looked over, clearly annoyed and switched it back. Flame clicked it over yet again, and M'lure was quicker to act time. This continued for a moment longer. Eventually Flame gave up, causing M'Lure to smile smugly, and answered. "I have. I think that your offer is sound." She stopped smiling and glanced over, "Good, you would be helpful to my cause."

Everything seemed somewhat uneventful for the night. Seth with his headphones off and around his neck, had heard some gunshots, but was no fool with any super-delusions.

Let those Andromeda guys handle all that stuff..., he thought to himself. I'm no hero...

He'd considered joining Andromeda when they first started up in Mission City, but figured they'd probably get all  parent-y on him. He didn't need another stiff-necked grown up trying to tell him how to do things.

Then something caught his eye. A  figure, flying towards and then landing through the roof of a black Charger. The windows were dark so he couldn't see much as the car flew past him, Rob Zombie's Dragula blaring.

Interesting... Seth chose to follow, deciding that tonight might not be so much of a bust after all...

It seemed that Vandal and Frost had the task of pursuing Alastor. "This guy is a ghost," Vandal grumbled.

Frost shrugged, "Chink gave us a few leads to his whereabouts."

"I don't think we have time to visit Paris or London." Vandal said with dripping sarcasm.

"Hey look we can try the places suggested," Frost started then noticed that the list was very random. "How about the warehouse in Eddington?"

Vandal rolled her eyes, "It'll take us forever to get there."

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Chink couldn't believe it. Jack had been shot dead before her but somehow he'd survived. She'd freaked out like her grandmother when a mouse was around and now everyone seemed fairly intent on ignoring her. Just peachy.

She followed Jack as she tried to compose herself. The truth was she'd had very little fighting experience and the whole take down had freaked her out. Not only that but she had it bad for Jack. She thought she'd die when she though he'd bought the farm.

"Jack," she said hoarsely.

"Later, we got some crims to fry." Jack grinned and stormed forward.

"I am going to get right to it, Blur. Where were you the night of the attack on the Statue of Liberty?" Chromium asked shifting his attention from Haze to Blur. He wanted to finish this quickly.

"Where was I?" Blur asked, looking around the plain room, acting as if he didnt are for what was going on.

"Yes, where were you?"

"I was...umm....probably eating some Kung Pow chicken at that time."

"...Meaning you were home?"

"Wouldn't eat out in the street, would I? Damn beggars would try to rip the Lo Mein from my hands."

"Alright Blur, and can you provide me with any concrete evidence to prove that you were home that night and not in New York?"

"My word should be good enough for...youuu." Blur says with a hint of disgust

"It is not. I do not trust you. Nor do I have any reason to at this point. Do you have anything that would undeniably prove your innocence?"

"Well....I have the left over Kung Pow ckicken. You want it?"

"Blur, I am sure that you do not want to be here, doing this right now. Neither do I. If you are innocent, prove it and let us finish this now. I have other matters to attend to."

"Alright, alright. No more small talk I guess." Blur shifts in his seat and now looks Chromium in the face seriously. "I honestly do not have anything to give or show you. All I can tell you is that I was home alone that night and NOT in New York."

"Then how do you expect me to let you out of this building freely, Blur...?" Chromium says without flinching in the slightest.

"I expect you to let me go because I did nothing and you can't keep me here." Blur says, his hands clenching into fists.

Haze's hands in Chromium patch of human skin showing on his arm allows her to speak with him telepathically. 'Tanis...I dont know about this...'.

The door to the questioning room suddenly bursts open. Shift sticks his head in.

"Ehhhhh...we got a situation." He says

"What is it?" Chromium says, not taking his eyes off of Blur.

"We got a massacre in the restaraunt Chez Bon with one electric based and one razor blade throwing super." He says waiting for Chromium's reaction. Chromium thinks for a moment.

"Alright. You (Blur), you will wait in the waiting room for us until we get back." Chromium says

"What?" Blur asks in disgust.

"Be content that I do not hold you in a high security cell. Cog will be in the waiting room watching over you...do not anger him." Chromium says. Cog is a huge, muscular super working in Andromeda. I'll describe his powers later.

The hulking form of Cog (he looks like Guile from Street Fighter) walks into the room and he must duck to not hit his head. He escorts Blur to the waiting room. Haze and Chromium make their way to the roof.

"Is it the third supect?" Haze asks

"Alastor? Possibly. Most likely now that I think of it. We must respond quickly." Chromium responds

"Jack and Chink are probably already there..." Haze and Chromium look at each other as they continue their fast walk through the halls and to the roof. They are thinking the same thing, Chink is not battle tested. And if they are facing two supers who blatantly start killing people then...there is a problem. Jack could hold his own but Chink is another matter.

They reached the roof and Chromium imediatly morphs into the F-22 fighter jet. He is now bale to change into it without having to remove his black cloak. He appears in the pilots seat and Haze jumps into the co-pilot seat. The jet explodes into the sky and leaves a silver streak in its wake.

((Just waiting for ph34r or Green to post.))

((Flame is not the human torch....he can fly without burning alive. Uh Mel/Val Shift is back at the base right?

sorry for the lack of 'stuff' I need to run..))

(( I am waiting for Ph34r to post, Sev, otherwise i would have posted by now. I am waiting for his answer too! :| ))

Burnout spent the next couple of seconds speeding around the room, dodging random bolts of lightning (And catching a couple that nicked him) and essentially provided the escort.  He shuttled the innocents that remained alive out of the cafe, through the windows that he had crashed through.  When he had saved as much as he could, he left the cafe, and ran down the street, until he stood on what was essentially a long runway angling to the cafe. 

And then he sprinted as fast as he could, accelerating until he reached speeds of Mach One. And when he was just about to slam into the doors of the cafe, he stopped.  And the sound that he hadoutraced caught up to him with a thunderous boom, blasting the doors off of their hinges, and knocking his friends to the ground with the blast.  They soon rose and once more advanced, although Burnout had to take it easy, as the whole sonic-boom-sprint always drained him.

Sorry vod... I edited...:P

M'Lure drove Flame way outside the city limits, towards her base of operations.

"I don't want to alarm you Lure, but there is someone following us." Flame told her as they turned down a narrow road that seemingly led to nowhere in particular.

"Yes, but what do you sense from him, malace or curiosity?"

Flame paused for a moment, apparently reading the other's thoughts. " The latter surprisingly. " This caused Flame to quiet as he began thinking again. "It was hard to tell through all the music he had blasting. Do you think he knows who you are?"

"Do you know who I am?" M'Lure replied, retorically. She knew that no one knew who she was, at least not yet. That would change. "I am feeling generous. I have learned something the rest of your friends may not know yet. I watch things, just as Andromedia, but not with the same purpose. They look to aid and help those that are undeserving, weakining them in the process. That has left them open to the "momument attacks" so to say. How many places destroyed before those non supers asked for help? Did they bother to pay more attention, like at the Statue of Liberty? No. Foolish and dependent. Did Andromeda take any inicitive? No, only when they were asked. Alaster is powerful and angry. Filled with hate. He will give Andromeda much trouble, as well those hate filled people. You know what I mean."

Flame, silent was replaying many old memories in his mind. M'Lure could tell. This was what she wanted.

(( If any of this is inconsistant with your characters, jut let me know and I'll edit it to be correct.))

(( sorry Ph34r isn't replies quick enough ))

" Fine " said Alastor. " So about this meeting......." " You said you were going to destroy the world's most famous places? " " Ah, yes! " said Alastor, through a prawn gritted mouth. " Nice, Paella! "
Gerrrx was getting anxious because of the swarm of people overhearing........

((Um, Green, isn't the cafe under attack, and isn't Alastor slaughtering many innocent people?  Why are you two talking as if you're at a simple little lunch-meeting?  Shouldn't you be defending yourselves against the heroes that just arrived?))

Vandal and Frost were still heatedly discussing where they were going to start their search for Alastor when Shift came running in. "Are you guys still here, oh never mind. We've got trouble and think it might be Alastor."

Vandal clapped her hands together happily, "Finally let's go Frost."

No, he met me at a cafe ( page 3 ) and planned to talk about the meeting of the destruction of the world's most famous resorts/monuments

((Ah Green, you need to read other people's posts. There's a fight at the cafe and a bunch of good supers have turned up to take you on.))

(( no, Alastor left and I am going to talk to him about the meeting ))

((No, dude, we were about to leave the cafe, then Alasot decided to kill everyone there for fun, then Alasotr and Gerrrx did so, then, the heroes showed up. Read everyone else's posts, please.))

"Hmph." Alstor snapped, his ears throbbing form the sonic boom. "I think I'm gonna kill you first. Gerrrx, gut the guy in the coat ((Jack)). I'm gonna pan-fry speedy Gonzles, there."

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Mr. Anasazi and Jerich owere reapiring Eleanor when a silver F-22 fighter jet screamed across the sky above them.

"Was that..."

"Yeah. I think it was."

As soon as they were able to breathe new life into Eleanor, the duo jumped into the car and sped off into the direction they saw the jet go.

Gerrrx and Alastor leapt up into the sky! A hero fired fire at them, but he dodged. Gerrrx pulled a razor disk out of his coat pocket. He smiled grimly and threw it........

"Oh my God." Jericho had a thought.

"What?"

"Don't tell me you...you did..."

"Did what?"

"He's not here, is he?"

"Who? Alastor?"

"Yeah, him."

"Of course. What do you think is causing this crappy weather?"

"Where is he?"

"I left him on the...no, he was supposed to pick up...Gerrrx."

"HE WENT TO PICK UP WHO?!"

"Gerrrx."

"Well, there goes your 'natural dissasters'. They'll be on him like flies on shi-...You know what...never mind. Forget I said anything."

"Ah, you're probbably right. I figured the probbability of something like that being high."

"Ey boss, I don't think it's a good idea to follow Chromium. He recognize me and the car, I think we should make a quick stop at the museum."

"fine. Let's go get something form the museum. What do you have in mind when we get there?"

"You'll see."

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"Aright Gerrx, you stick with that guy in the coat with fancy toys. I'll handle Flash over there."

As Gerrrx and Jack traded blows, Alastor descended to the gorund to face hsi speedy foe. The hero ran toward him full speed, knocking Alastor in the chin with a right hook faster than he could blink. Another, hit, and another, and another.

"#$%^, man! My dentist is gonna have a field day." Alastor remarked snarkily, growing very angry.

He quickly electrified the air around him, forming a sort of wall of electricity. Sure enough the hero dashed towards him and ran right through the electric mist. His momentum sient him sliding forward, into the wall behind Alastor, who lept up in the air to give him the right of way.

Suddenly, Alastor felt what felt like a brick wall tackle him from behind. It was some other super, covered in thick scales. They fell back to the ground with a loud thud. Alastor wriggled himself free, dashed into the air again, and tossed numerous bolts at her, but the scales seemed to protect her. He wasn't done yet, though. He decided to zoom back into the heroine, this time, grabbing what he assumed was her face.

"I can feel you in there, you know." He said menacingly, beginning to power up his hands. "This is gonna be like cooking in a dutch oven."

Jack got the razor in the gut.  "Ow.  Well not really."

Jack took the razor out of his stomach and hurled it back at the astonished villain embedding it in his arm.

"You punk!  I'm going fill you with these."  The man took multiple razors and hurled them at Jack.  Jack nimbly dodged a number of them.  He got up with multiple razors sticking out of him.

"You know what?  I really don't appreciate that.  Don't be some wrist-slitter.  Unless you are a mass murderer.  In that case go right ahead.  All the more reason for me to do this."  Jack pulled out Beauty and Beast.  He let a strafing round out and the man had to jump out of the way.  He didn't manage to dodge all of them though.  A few rounds caught him in the legs.  He screamed as the bullets tore through his clothes.

"Suck it up Buttercup!  I just took a bullet to the head!  Did you see me whining and writhing on the ground?  No.  Well I was passed out.  So that doesn't count.  Passing out isn't cool.  I once had a friend of a friend of a cousin of a roomate who passed out."

Jack heard Chink start to scream.  He looked over and the other guy's hands were crackling as he grabbed her face.  Jack pulled out his desert Eagle and shot the man once in the arm.  He snarled and jumped off Chink. 

"Haven't you ever heard of calvary?"

"Calvary?  I think you mean chivalry."

"Whatever.  Same diff.  Calvary sounds cooler.  I mean horses versus women.  There really is no contest there.  Horses you can order around.  Women order you.  I don't do good with orders.  I mean at McDonalds there are so many choices I can never get it right."

Burnout got back up, and shook his head.

"That hurt, you jerk!"

He shook himself off, and sprinted at the electrical dude again, only to get blasted back once more.  When he stood back up, he felt all tingly, and it took longer for him to regain his composure.  He ran at teh guy, dodging to the left just in time to avoid a lightning bolt.  He letloose with a flurry of punches and kicks, driving the electrical guy back further and further.  And just when it looked like he was going to punch the guy's lights out, he was thrown for a loop

He saw something completely different from what he was supposed to be seeing.  For one thing, the electric guy was gone, and so was everything else.  He was standing on a wooden board, staring into a shimmering globe that switched between light and shadow.  He saw two gigantic figures dueling on ash grey plains, one titan composed of pure light, and the other formed of pure shadow.  They wielded huge blades composed of their respective elements and fought seemingly without tire.  Who were they, where were they, and what were they doing?  Nefore he could think further on that, he was brought back to reality with a rude shock...literally.

The electric guy had zapped him again, adn was focusing on the scaly girl.  Now, Burnout's body could take more punishment than normal people, but there was a distinct limit.  And he felt that he had just gone over, as spots appeared before his vision, adn he began to teeter forward, eventually toppling over, hitting his head on a bit of concrete, knocking himself unconscious.  And the blackness was filled with images of fighting titans of light and darkness.

Flame starred our the windows, thinking. Part of him was appalled at what he was doing, but the chance to have revenge was to hard to pass up. He wanted vengeance, but what of Andromeda? The senior members were  people he could, to some degree, trust. He owed Chromium greatly. The alien that gave him his powers had saved Flame's life. Twice. The first time was due to Haze, the second was due to Chromium. He was unsure about the others. He stared out the window, still lost in thought...

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Shift watched Vandal and Frost begin to head away. "No way your leaving without me!"  He yelled. He made his way to his car and tried to slide over the hood, only succeeding in falling and almost giving himself a concussion. Shift got behind the wheel and started it up, heading to the cafe.