Topic: RPG- Superhumans 2: Anarchy

Mr. Anasazi made his way through the detention wing, searching each room frantically for Jericho.

"come on, come on..." He huffed under his breath. "Where are you...? There's gotta be a million sensors registering me right now. I swear, Jericho, if it all goes downhill jsut because you had to get your precious Charger, I'll strap you to the Tahjma Hall and let Alstor loose..."

Mr. Anasazi looked in the door window of the next room. The good news was, Jericho was in it. The bad news was, so was Burnout.

"#$%^@!!!" Anasazi groaned, seeing the super in there with his pal. "Better make this quick..." Anasazi took the security card he swiped from the guard and slid it in the slot on the door before pulling the handle. No dice. The lockdown must have super-locked all the doors.

"#$%^@!!!"
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Alastor stood impatiently on the roof of the buidling next to Andromeda HQ, waiting for something to happen.

"Kkzzt, this is Alastor to German guys from "Die Hard", what is your position, over. Kkzzt" Alastor said into an imaginary walkie-talkie. "Kkzzt, this is German guys, we just got finished killing everyone in the buidling without you, and now we're splitting ten billion dollars in cash and sixty pounds of jamaican weed while you freeze your @$$ out there doing nothing important and pretending you have a walkie-talkie, over. Kkzzt. Kkzzt, Alastor to German guys, #$%^&*@#/>*$*< YOU!!! over. Kkzzt." Alastor tossed his imaginary walkie-talkie on the ground in fury.

"What?" He said out of the blue, turning his head to his sword, sheathed on his hip. "What was that, Bradburry?" Alastor pulled out his sword and looked at it as though it was telling him all the secrets of the universe.

"Yeah, again...I guess we'll just wait til he signals us...no, I don't know what the signal is!...He said I'd know it when I saw it!...Yeas, that's all he told me!...Oh come on, baby, don't be like that, I--....what does that mean?...I don't know why we call him that...I don't know why he does it either, Bradburry, and whenever I ask, he dodges the question... I don't know why he dodges the question..."

Flame followed the car, easily matching its speed. He could feel the man in the passengers seat, he tore through his mind, searching for anything about himself. He didn't care about being gentle, he hated this man. He was responsible for everything.

Flame landed about twenty feet behind the car, far enough away, he thought, to keep the scientist from being overly nervous. He stared at the man, watching him walk into the house, holding his head as if he had a bad migraine. Flame grinned darkly, and started up the steps.

Once inside he watched them walk off, probably to discuss something. Flame watched them go, his eyes never leaving Dr. Luphineus as he walked away. When they were out of his sight he turned and left for the room M'lure had provided for him.

He closed the door behind him and stood for a moment. He yelled loudly, pushing a table over, scattering books across the floor. He swept his hand across the bookshelf, pushing the contents off. He felt fire forming around him, rushing through the room, knocking things from shelves and breaking vases and mirrors. The debris was swept into the air by the swirling fire, bashing into anything still standing and knocking over chairs and other furniture. He opened his eyes, nothing was burned. The whirlwind of fire he had created had exhausted him. he took a step towards the bed and collapsed.

M'Lure saw that Flame had followed her and Dr. Luphineus back to her manor. This was confirmed when the doctor clutched his head as she led him into the house.

"Are you ok Dr. Luphineus?" She asked, if only looking for comformation.

"My head feels like it is being split in two! I've never had pain like this before, Ser, I mean M'Lure"

They walked into her manor, after she had moved the door. M'Lure could tell that the display of power still shocked the doctor. She purposly left it open so that Flame could enter when he was ready. 

"Well doctor you've had a rough time today. Why don't you get youself cleaned up, get some rest, and that will give me some time to do some work, Ok." She was still being very nice to him. "I have something that will help with the pain." While she was leading Dr. Luphineus to a room she heard some commotion from the other side of the house. It was obvious to her that Flame had managed to make it back inside.

M'Lure got the doctor situated and brought him the pain pills that she promiced. They were seditives as well, hopefully allowing the doctor to sleep long enough for her to figure out what to do with him. At the least she would get to run a few blood tests to see what was going on.

Her next step was to see how things were going with Lightshow.

I am sooooooo not the torturing type... Lightshow thought to himself as he left the unconscious mercenary locked in one of M'lure's interrogation rooms. The man had been dosed with sleep inducing drugs and then bound in heavy iron cuffs that eliminated all movement of his hands and limbs. He was searched and stripped of all objects and clothing, save the pair of breifs he wore. Lightshow went into the next room, and sat at a control terminal. It didn't take him long to figure out the controls. He'd downloaded a special song off itunes just for this purpose, and planned on destroying his soon to be corrupted Ipod as soon as this horrible business was over. He patched in his IPod to the PA system and activated the feed into the interrogation cell.

I'm gonna hate myself for this, in the morning...

The mercenary began to awaken as his rapid healing factor metabolised the drugs. Lightshow pressed play...

Yo! I'll tell you what I want, what I really really want
So tell me what you want, what you really really want
I'll tell you what I want, what I really really want
So tell me what you want, what you really really want
I wanna, I wanna, I wanna, I wanna,
I wanna really, really, really wanna zigazig-ha...

Yup...I'm gonna hate myself for this...in the morning...

M'Lure heard some awful noise comming from the room that Lightshow was using for the interrogation.  There was actually Spice Girls playing in her own home! She went in the side room to see Lightshow's face cringing in horror, even though he was obviously the cause of the horrific noise. M'Lure looked at the man in the other room. He was awake, although groggy looking. But the music was not having the desired effect.

"What are you doing."

"Umm... pressuring the captive into submission?"

"Can you tell that its not working?"

"Well, Hey I've never done this sort of thing before! I don't know what to do. This is what I consider torture." Lighshow exclaimed.

M'Lure had no time for this. She had real work that needed doing in the lab. She needed to figure out what was going on with Dr. Luphineus, so that she could use that to further her revenge. But Flame on the other hand, was more experienced, and from a certain point of view, was the cause of the situation since he left Lightshow alone. So M'Lure went up to Flame's room, and went in. He was sleeping, amongst a horrible mess. M'Lure waived her hand and swept a path so that she could walk over to the bed.

"Get up Flame. I have something you can do to help redeem youself."

Slowly he sat up. "What."

"You can go help Lightshow interrogate the guy that tried to kill him when you left. He will join us, or die."

Flame stepped into the room. "You will tell me what I want to know." He said.

The captive looked up, "What the hell was that, some kind of starwars sh-"

No. Flame voiced. "Who are you?" he asked.

"Why do you care?"

"Wrong answer." Flame stepped forward, pressing his hand against the man's chest. The captive screamed, and the smell of burning flesh began to fill the room.

"Again, who are you? Don't make me burn you again. I will."

The Captive said nothing. Flame pressed his hand against the man's chest, which had already began to heal. The Captive screamed again.

"Who are you!?" Flame shouted

"H-hathorne Makane.." the man stuttered.

"Good, now were getting somewhere. Why are you in Mission City?"

"Go (censored) yourself, lizard."

Flame backhanded Hathorne, leaving a burn on his face.

"Don't make me ask you again. Why are you here?"

"I kill freaks. Like you" Hathorne spat.

"Odd, considering how fast you heal. What makes me more dangerous then you?"

"Your a pyro. You kill people. I don't."

"And what about the people your defending? Are they really as good as you think they are? Do they respect you? The ones that know what you are are afraid of you. Your not normal, not like them. They may look at you with friendly smiles, but inside their heads, all there is is fear and hate."

Flame stepped back, Were leaving the room. he voiced to Seth. They stepped out the door, leaving Hathorne to think.

Chromium was walking through the halls when his commlink crackled to life. He whiped it out of his cloak and brought it up to his ear.

"Chromium? Come in." The security attendant woman called to him

"I'm listening."

"We have an unidentified target heading North on the West hall of the detention level. Wait he's stopped."

"Alright I'm on my way. Notify any supers in the area to respond please."

"Yes, sir. He just used Don's card. He must have taken it after knocking him out."

"He tried to infiltrate a room?....This isn't an escape...Its a rescue. Who is in the room he just tried to enter?"

"Burnout and one detained super known as Jericho."

"Jericho?! Alright, thank you Karen. Remember to notify any nearby supers. Keep me posted."

"Yes sir." Karen said to Chromium and changed channels to notify all the supers in the Andromeda building that could respond.

Chromium tucked the commlink back into his cloak and began to fly though the halls towards Jericho's room....

Haze moved out of the Control Centre with Blur on her tail, she stopped and turned to point a finger at him. "You stay here. Shift come with me," Haze commanded.

Chink sank back into her chair while Shift obediently followed. Blur sat down in Shift's chair looking annoyed.

Haze steadily made her way to the detention block. She reached out ahead with her telekinesis to feel what was around. Then she heard foot steps and stopped, she held up a hand to indicate to Shift to stop and he complied. They stood listening and waited.

Jack heard his commlink chirp and opened the channel.

"Jack we need you in the detention center now.  Someone's trying to bust Jericho out."

"After all my hard work to bring him in?!  Tisk tisk."  Jack tucked the comm into his pocket and took Dessie to the detention shell.

He came around the corner and opened his mouth.

"Hey guys wh-"  He couldn't finish his sentence as he got a telekinetic push in the stomach and was flung back.  Then Blur launched some lightning in his direction scoring him in the chest.

Jack got up smoking.  "YOW!  Itchy trigger finger much!"

Haze glared at Blur, "I told you to stay in the Control Centre."

Blur shrugged but said nothing.

"Where's Frost when you need him?" Jack said as he continued to smoke.

"Sorry Jack, you took me by surprised." Haze said feeling a bit silly at being so jumpy.

'I'll live," Jack said as he dusted himself off, the smoke fanned about in waves.

Desdemona looked at Jack curiously as he continued to smoke, "I thought smoking was bad for your health."

The others cracked up laughing.

"Not that sort of smoke," Jack said then continued, "although this kind of smoke isn't good either."

"No I wouldn't imagine that it is," Desdemona said as she continued to examine the thinning smoke.

Mr. Anasazi jiggled the door handle angrily.

"Open!" He hissed. "OPEN!"

Dusk engaged his boot-repulsors and shot down the corridors of Andromeda HQ.  Someone trying to spring Jericho?  He remembered Jericho, and while the guy was dangerous, he wasn't a diabolical madman.  And wasn't he affiliated with Oni?  Where was Oni these days?  He knew for certain that this guy with bad taste in colour was not Oni, and yet he seemed to have an air of authority.  Next time, he thought, I'll use my blasters...no fists for you.

As he arrived in the detention area, he saw Jack talking with someone he recognized as Desdemona, Haze, and another man he did not recognize. 

"Hey guys.  What's going on?"

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Burnout glanced at the door, curious as to why it was jerking.  If he didn't know better, he would say that someone was trying to jimmy it open.  Someone with a really bad taste in colours...wait, he knew that guy.  Brown Note dude.  Burnout turned back to Jericho, to see what he was about to do.  While he was a villain, he didn't seem so bad when you talked to him.

"Think, think, think..." Mr. Anasazi had stopped jiggling the door and massaged his temples, trying to come up with a plan. The whole building was on lockdown. the detention center's doors were locked tight and would probably stay that way until ockdown subsided. Mr. Anasazi needed to undo the lcokdown somehow, but that would be tricky. Unless...
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Alastor was incredibly anxious. "Maybe I should just go in there, guns a blazing, and kill everyone except boss and Jericho. Then we wouldn't have to worry about those heroes anymore. That's a good idea, isn't it, Bradburry? Why are you always taking his side? What do you mean 'insecure'? How dare you suggest that I--"

Alastor was interuppted by the buzzing of the black lego Mr. Anasazi had stuck on his neck as negative reinforcement.

Alastor, a voice seemed to speak in Alastor's head. It's me, Anasazi. That black object is synched up with your nervous system. It let's me speak to your mind. Now listen closely--

"So, wait, your psychic now?" Alastor blurted out.

No, you can just hear my voice in your head. I'm actually speaking into walkie-talkie that sends the words to your brain. Now listen--

"Is this the signal?"

.....yes, Alastor, this is the signal. Now, listen, I need you to strike Andromeda HQ and make it lose power.

"But boss, you know this thing has some kind of back-up power, right?"

Yes. In fact, I'm counting on it. Now do as your told, or I'll use that chip's other functions.

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Back in Andromeda HQ, Mr. Anasazi waited intently for Alastor to do his thing. After a few seconds, a loud bang could be heard, and all the lights in Andromeda HQ went out. Now only to see if there was auxilary power...

After a few more seconds, the lgihts returned as a back-up generator started up. However, these lgihts were standard fluorescent ones, not red-alert lights.  Mr. Anasazi's gamble that shutting down and rebooting HQ's systems would undo lockdown had worked.

Noticing his cloaker was off, Mr. Anasazi re-cloaked himself, tried the keycard aagain, and when it worked, dashed in the room to try and retrieve Jericho without alerting Burnout.

Dusk heard a whump, and the lights went dark.  Seconds later, the backup power generator kicked in.  The lockdown had ended.  Dusk's helmet ran through a quick scan of the area, and he continued down the corridor.  There was a reason for this blackout.  He began to check the cells of the prisoners, trying to see if any had busted out.  In truth, he was worried more about his brother escaping than anything else.  If he got free, then nothing would be safe.

Jack was about to go into the detention center with his override code when the power went of.  Then the back-up generators kicked in.

"Uh oh.  He disabled the main power.  All the gates are open..."

A flood of various villains came through the door.  Haze managed to throw a telekinetic wall up but many still escaped.

Haze shook her head.  "This can't be good.  We have about 90 seconds efore the mainframe reboots itself.  This is going to be 90 seconds of hell people.  Round up all you can. And find the source of this.  Go!"

Jack and Desdemona took off down into the detention center.  Jack slugged an escaping villain as he went by knocking him out.  Suddenly he saw a man in a horrible suit leading Jericho out.

"Halt in the name of Jack!  I command you to stop!"

"Oh, god. Not you." Anasazi was not in the mood to fight Jack today. He and Jericho continued sprinting down the hall, when Anasazi slowed down.

"Jericho, do your best to get out of here. I'll buy you some time." Anasazi told his partner.

"What about Burnout?" Jericho asked.

"I konked him pretty hard on the head while I was invisible. He'll be out for a little while. All the more reason for you to go NOW."

"Nah, I think I'll stay and fight."

Anasazi didn't feel like arguing. "Fine." He then grabbed his walkie-talkie. "Alastor! Get in here, now! Circle around the building, you should see a window I broke! Fly in, we're somewhere on that floor!"

"Rodger dodger!" Alastor's voice came back.

"Great. Now let's just try and get out alive."

Were leaving the room. he voiced to Seth. They stepped out the door, leaving Hawthorne to think.

"That was brutal, dude..." Seth smiled wickedly at Flame.

"Better than that insane drivel you pumped into that room." Flame countered matter of factly.

Seth shrugged sheepishly, "I work with what was given to  me..."

"I'll make sure M'lure prepares you better, then." Flame sounded annoyed.

"Does that mean we get cool supervillain suits?" Seth smiled.

No answer was given.

Shift tripped a man in a dark red robe and moved on. The escaped convicts were everywhere. He saw a group head in the general direction of the Control Center. He immediately thought of Chink, she probably didn't even know what was happening. He sprinted off toward the Control Center, pistol ready. He rounded the corner and stopped. There was a man in a black trench coat, wearing a mask. He had his arm around Chink's neck and a pistol to her head. "Drop the gun." Shift slowly lowered the gun to the ground, he took a nervous step forward. The man shoved her forward, and ran. Chink stumbled, falling forward and Shift caught her, getting her up then chasing after the escapee.   He ran through the building, slowly making his way to garage. He found the door to the impound area open. A motor started. A black motorcycle tore through the lanes, going out the now open gate. At the exit to the garage, the motor cycle skidded to a halt, turning ninety degrees in the process. There was a flash of light, no bang, and Shift heard a whiz, and ducked behind one of the pillars. The motorcycle drove off.

The man was free. His motor cycle sped through the streets and he tore off his mask. He had almost regretted using Chink as a hostage, her and Shift's intel had saved his life plenty of times. It didn't matter though, he wasn't a member of Andromeda anymore, Chromium Haze and Vandal had seen to that. All because of what had happened at the bank. He grinned with the satisfaction being free brought, and drove on.

Name: Shaun McMillan
Age:36
Affiliation: None, possibly villian
Appearance: Tall, muscular man with blue eyes, shaved head. Has a unit tattoo on his right arm.
   Heromachine:
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Powers: Enhanced reflexes and slight healing factor, gunshot wounds can heal in less then a week. Has a biotic  eyes, enabling him to see in infrared ( like night vision goggles) Common Sense
Weapons:Trained in Krav Maga. Heckler&Koch MP5, with ACOG, and AN/PEQ-2, suppressed. Two USP Tacticals, suppressed. Two Heckler&Koch MP7A1s, suppressed. KM2000 Combat knife.

Is that ok?

((Sure. New characters always welcome.))

(Does anyone in this rpg NOT have a healing factor? No offense Ad)

Chromium was furious.

He blasted through the detention center, slamming doors on any cells where villains tried to escape. They would warily crack the door open, unsure of what was going on. As Chromium flew by he would slam the door and lock the villains back inside.

Eventually he came to one hallway where he was too late. Three villains had emerged from their cells and were looking around the hallway in confusion at the sudden escape. When they saw Chromium, their expressions changed.

The closest one to Chromium was a young, attractive brunette. She wore a tight black body suit and her mask was taken when she was imprisoned. She looked at Chromium with extreme hatred, for it was he alone who captured her.

She screamed in rage and threw her arms towards Chromium. However, he knew better and had grabbed her and tossed her back into the room before she could actually use her powers. He slammed the door and her yells were drowned out behind the reinforced door. Chromium turned towards his next opponent.

The next person was a giant of a man. Over 7 feet tall and incredibly muscular. He wore only brown shorts that were on the verge of exploding. Chromium rolled his nonexistent eyes, since all there was in his eye sockets was pure white light. The giant man charged at Chromium and let out a great battle cry. The tall, thin, gaunt, pale man behind him in simple black pants and dress shirt  leapt over the giant man and glided towards Chromium.

Chromium first enlarged his fist and stretched it towards the giant man. The force of the blow sent the giant tumbling back through the corridor. The pale vampire looking man flying towards Chromium extended his hand and launched a black energy beam at Chromium. The silver man was blown through the wall and into a bathroom. He stood and brushed off the debri.

The vampire like man flew in through the opening and blasted at Chromium again. Chromium dodged and rolled behind the man, through the hole in the wall and into the hallway. The giant man was waiting for him. He grabbed Chromium by the waist (the man was twice as big now, barely fit in the hallway) and began to bash him through the floor. Chromium expanded his body and shot spikes from it. The giant released him and howled in pain.

Chromium enlarged his fist and punched the man again. This time, the man fell into his cell and Chromium closed the door specially made for these kind of villains.

Chromium turned and the vampire man already had his fist halfway to Chromium's jaw. The fist was encased in the black energy and impacted with Chromium hard. A metallic ring sounded as Chromium was uppercutted through the roof and into the Hero living quarters.

Chromium stood and tossed a mattress off himself. He was in an unused room. The vampire man flew through the new gaping hole in the floor and immediatly blasted Chromium in the chest with another black energy blast. Chromium was launched through the window and out to the darkness of Mission City at night.

After straightening himself out, Chromium looked through the broken window and saw the vampire fly through. He had the look in his eyes of freedom. The vampire bared his fangs and hissed at Chromium before shooting a concentrated blast of dark energy at Chromium. The blast impacted upon a large shield Chromium made but it still jarred him to the core.

After a moment, as the energy faded, Chromium withdrew the shield and looked ahead. The vampire was gone. He looked back and saw the vampire speeding through the sky in the distance. Chromium clenched his fist and flew to the vampire. He was faster.

The sonic boom sounded behind the vampire and it turned quickly, but it was already too late. Chromium's fist was already shattering the vampire's teeth and fangs. Its jaw was dislocated and it was knocked unconcious. The vampire ceased to fly and began to drop. Chromium picked him up and flew back to the Andromeda building. Through the broken window, the hole in the floor, and tossed the vampire into his room. He slammed the door shut and the locks engaged.

Chromium adjusted his cloak and continued to fly toward's Jericho's cell.

Ok, time for me to join in the fun :P
Name: Skylar, known just as Sky
Age: 23
Powers: Aside from being able to slightly enter weaker minds, Sky has the ability to teleport just about any where.  If you have seen or heard of the movie Jumper, just think of that.  For those of you who haven't, the main character is able to teleport or "jump" anywhere he wants.  The downside to his power is that when he jumps, he usually destroys everything within a 5ft radius and he creates a really loud noise.  Sky is practicing more so that she has come to the point where she can be very quiet, and will only make a disruption if she is rushing/scared or if she wants a cool entrance.  The weakness to her power is that teleporting takes away much needed energy i.e. the further the distance, the more energy lost.  She is just now learning to teleport with other people and bigger objects.
Affiliation: She is not completely bad, but heros don't like her since she does make a living off of going in to places she shouldn't, ie banks.  For the sake of argument, she is a villain.
Weapons: carries a concealed 9 mil. and she has a few blades.  She does not yet have a "super suit" because she really doesn't have a team just yet.
Background: Raised in an orphanage seeing as how her parents really didn't want her.  While they are alive, she has never bothered to look for them.  She left the orphanage as soon as she learned of her unique power and has since been in many scattered robberies.  Comes to Mission City to revisit the orphanage where she was once raised and to see whats left of the place she grew up in.  Little does she know of all the events now happening here.

Sky teleported in a dark alley way, making sure nobody saw her before continuing.  She had a pocket full of money from  a bank that would soon be less rich tommorow.  She walked around a little bit, hungry after traveling from a few miles away.  She walked to a small dinner to get something.

(hope this will do for now :) )

((Seriously ph34r.  Jack and Desdemona stood in your way and you just ran by him like they were nothing.  You can't expect to get through a Tower full of Superheroes without any confrontation.))

Name: Canton

Affiliation: SuperHeroes

Powers:  can create tornados, flash stepping, can manifest weapons

Appearance: Black trench coat, spiky boots, lean tall kind of guy, black hair in somewhat of an emover, brown eyes, black demonic vampire wings that

burst out of trench coat

Gender: Male

Weapons: Katana, 2 sais, and a concealed 9 inch dagger

Age:19

He had just heard the entire HQ had fallen to a pair of 2 villains . How had this happened. If Canton had beeen there he would have sliced those two to

ribbons. But instead he had been out on patrol in MIssion city. He wondered if it was repairable he hoped so because without an HQ they were abit

defenseless, and Canton hated that feeling,  he loved being on the offensive, He would find the two that did this and destroy them.

As the doctor went ito the washroom of the house he paused and looked at himself in the mirror.  He was a mess.  He had dried blood all over him and his coat was torn to shreds.  He shed the clothes and stepped ito the shower.  After about 5 minutes he began to get very drowsy.  He stepped out and put on a light pair of pajamas.  Lazily he made his way to his bed and flopped down.  Before he drifted off he heard his door open and saw someone come in just as his eyes closed.

M'Lure was tired of running around. She wanted a rest and she was sure to need her energy in the days to come. But first she at least needed to start running a blood test on the doctor.  M'Lure was certain that there were some thing that he hadn't told her, but M'Lure had her own ways of figuring.

She stopped in her lab and took a small case with a blood drawing kit inside. She noticed that the doctor was laying down to sleep as she quietly entered his chambers. M'Lure was glad he had cleaned off the blood before doing so. Other wise her house keeper would be annoyed at the extra work.

She pulled out the fresh needle, and after checking to see that the doctor was truely asleep, drew two vials of blood from his left arm. She let him rest after that, wondering what to do with him. Back in the lab she ran the blood through a few machines, and let her specially built computers take care of the rest. 

M'Lure made her way to her own suite, to get some much needed rest. She felt as if she hadn't slept in days. Casually she thought of checking on Flame and Lightshow, but thought aganst it. Let them learn how to do things with out having their hands held. Besides she just wanted to be alone for a while. She lay down on the large bed, and allowed herself to fall asleep as she pondered the doctor's fate.

Whille M'Lure slept she began to dream. They were muddled and dark. Chromium appeared. M'Lure was there too, but she saw the beast Fenrir there too. There was a fight, members of Andromedia were fighting Fenrir and he was winning.  But that was all she could tell before her comm went off.  M'Lure woke up fast, and checked the device, hoping that nothing was wrong. She let out a small sigh of relief when she realized that it was just the computers signalling that the blood tests were finished. 

M'Lure read the results with eagerness. It had been some time since she had a good reason to do genetic work, and it was her first joy in the world of science. The results indeed proved interesting. Mutation... healing factor, wolf genes...Apparently the doctor had been buisy. But now she had an idea. Her dream had convinced her that it was the best for her. She would have to train Dr. Luphineus to use his new abilities.

Haze was working up a sweat as she continued to hold up her telekinetic barrier. A dull female voice said “Systems restart is 15 seconds.”

Haze gritted her teeth and glared as she saw a puff of smoke down the hall. It suddenly made its way closer “Teleporter,” Haze said in warning to Blur but he’d moved on to assist the others.

The teleporter appeared before Haze and elbowed her hard in the guts. Haze took the brunt of the blow and head-butted the teleporter. He stepped back and charged at her again.

“System restart in 10 seconds,” the feminine voice told.

Haze held her ground, she had to. The teleported moved and she heard him ‘poof’ behind her. She kicked out in anticipation of his attack but hit nothing.

“System restart in 5 seconds,” the feminine voice echoed down the corridor.

Haze felt a blade at her throat, “Release the barrier wench.”

Haze stood stock still and continued to hold.

“I’ll cut you open, don’t think I won’t.” The teleporter told.

Haze knew she could easily defend herself against the teleporter but her concentration remained on the barrier. She felt the blade press harder against her skin and then she felt the sting of flesh giving way to blade.

“Last chance,” the teleporter told with a distinct note of glee. He wanted to kill her.

Anasazi and Jericho tried to get out of the HQ when Jack and a lady friend of his appeared around a corner right in front of them.

"Oh, sweet Magog..." Anasazi groaned. There was no running away from this one.

"You, who would dare disobey a direct order from the mighty and illustrious Jack, now you shall fall!" Jack crowed with his usual bravado.

"Oh, come on, Jack, is that any way to treat a guest? You didn't even introduce your lady friend, there."

"Hey, there, cowpoke, don't get any funny ideas. Right now, you're just a wanted supervillain who's killed who knows how many people. If you hit on her, you'll be a jerk, and in Jack-land, that's punishable by being beaten with a pool cue while being forced to watch American Idol until you die. The punishment then carries over to any living family members you have."

"Well the, let's go." Anasazi said assuming a fighting stance. "Jericho, think you can handle the lady?"

Burnout rubbed the back of his head.  That was embarrassing, being knocked out by some random door swinging open.  Embarrassing.  He had to find Jericho; the man had escaped.  Burnout turned, and ran out of the room.

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Dusk had been nearly bowled over by the fleeing bad-suited man and Jericho when they left their cell.  While temporarily disoriented, he managed to keep his wits about him, and follow them.  They were currently facing off against Jack and Desdemona.  Fantastic.  Dusk's gauntlets powered up, and he activated his energy shield.  If Jack couldn't hold his own, which Dusk doubted, he would lend his own aid.

"I...err...rather not..."

"What? Why? I've never seen you back out of a fight!"

"Times change, and nows not the time to argue."

"I knew this would happen eventually..."

"Oh will you take it easy."

"Take it easy?! Why do you think I can here in the first place! So Your intel wouldn't fall into their hands!"

"So you didn't come here to save me! You little cybernetic @$$#0!&!"

"Oh yeah! Well whoes gonna come to save you, Jimmy!"

"I told you!-" Jericho jerked one of the Uzis out of Jack's grasp and sprayed Jack, Dessie, and anyone behind them with bullets until the clip was empty. "Don't call me Jimmy."

((I can edit if there are any objections, but we're not running away from this one, Ph34r.))

"Look, whatever, let's just go, we can work this out later, I don't feel like fighting with you." Anasazi was taken aback by Jericho's behavior.

"Then why are you still arguing with me?" Was Jericho's repsonse.

"Oh, for--just--aagh! What are trying to do here?!?"

"I'm trying to--"

Jericho was interuppted by Jack, who was wobbily getting to his feet, trying to push out all the bullets, and help out his girl, who was likewise healing fairly well.

"You...shot her..." Jack spulttered, coughing up blood, incredibly serious for once.

"Oh, crap. Fine, Jericho, you handle jack, I'll take the lady."

Dusk had taken a spray of bullets, but luckily his field took most of the impact and damage.  It would take a while to recharge, so he would have to act fast.  He raised his hands, and fired off two blasts of shimmering energy, one narrowly missing Jericho, and the other glancing across the suited man's arm.  Nothing damaging.  He would have to work on his aim.

"I didn't know your name was Jimmy." He quipped.

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Burnout ran around the corner and slammed into what felt like a brick wall.  A searing pain tore through his shoulder.  Upon checking it out, he noticed a nasty red splotch spreading from a wound.  A bullet wound.  Some stinker had shot him.  He looked up, and saw Jack, Dessie, and Dusk facing the escaped villains.  Jericho was holding a smoking Uzi, and it looked like Jack and Dessie were recovering from bullet wounds as well.  The blighter had hit Burnout with a blind shot.  That set something off in his head.  He began to run.

"Jericho!"

The man in question whipped around, stuck out his foot, and tripped Burnout as he came running.  After an embarrassing tumble, the silver and orange suited hero stood.

"Interesting name choice.  Jericho.  Wasn't that, like, a city that got knocked down by people walking around it in circles?"

Putting words to action, he too began to run, orbiting Jericho like the Israelites had done his namesake, although moving at higher speeds, and with less trumpeting.

"Will walking knock down this wall?"  He asked.  Burnout kept running.

((Sorry for the huge gangup thing, Rev.  In abut two posts or so, I will throw something into the mix to limit my characters' involvement in this conflict. Until then...well, good luck.))

Jack gritted his teeth and waited as Burnout circled Jericho.  Jack would have his go at Jericho.  And Jerico would pay.

"Last chance." Said the teleporter with a knife to Haze's neck. The teleporter had his head next to Haze's and she could see his face out of the corner of her eye. The image was suddenly blurred however.

A long, silver, very shiny blade now occupied the teleporter's skull. Haze felt the knife go limp in his hand and his whole body followed. It hung from the silver blade impaled in its head.

Haze slowly turned to see Chromium standing still. His left arm at his side, his right arm now in the shape of a long silver blade was lodged in the teleporter's head. The cowl of his cloak covered his head and his white-light eyes were visible from beneath.

Chromium withdrew the blade and morphed it back into a fist so quickly that the blood, bits of bone and brain on it were shooken off. The body of the teleporter collapsed to the ground.

Chromium is one of the few Andromeda members who has the License to Kill....

((Time to call in the evil cavalry))

Alastor inspected the building, looking for the window his boss had talked about. Upon locating it, he entered the room and found an unconscious security guy, completely defenseless. Why not.

When Alastor finished, he ripped one of the ears of the deceased security guard. Not that he'd need it. It was fairly crispy, but the fleshy taste was still incredibly pleasing for Alastor. Like bacon with a hint of vanilla.

That reminded Alastor, he still had Jack's finger in his pocket from the cafe incident. Checking his pocket, Alastor saw the still frozen and pungent pinkie ifnger, having adopted a sickly purplish hue. Alastor stuck it in his mouth, making it appear as though he was smoking a cigarette, even though it was more like a lollipop for him. He busted through the door to see the entire floor erupting in chaos.

"Oh, yeah, baby! I am in my element!" He flitted around the halls looking for Anasazi, indulging in frying an ocassional person, super-villain or security. Alastor was most definitely not descriminatory; he killed all kinds of people from all walks of life.

"And this is for your mother! And this is for her mother! And this is for Marilyn! And this is for Fay! Not even calling back, leaving me for that freakin' ape!" He ranted, flying around zapping random people.

Shaun was surprised that his keycard had still worked. He came across a old warehouse, he would spend some time there until he could call in some of the favors he was owed. He broke in, entering the door with his MP5 ready, and night vision enabled. There were other recently escaped supers in here. He shot them, they all went down quickly. Made a slight barricade, it would keep him hidden. He slowly fell into an uneasy sleep.

Sky had finished her dinner and was now wandering around the streets.  It had been a long time since she had been to Mission City and it was pretty decent outside.  She came to a relatively nice area, and decided to take a stroll down some of the more expensive lanes.  She was very compelled to break in to these nice homes, but a small voice in the back of her mind told her that these houses would be a waste of talent.  The most expensive items in these houses wouldn't be worth her time.  She kept walking, not really noticing where she was going until she came upon a rather large manor, separated from the rest of the houses she had passed.  She stopped, looking over the expensive cars, and, more over, the large and grand manor.  The prospect was just to good to resist, seeing as how the manor backed up to woods, and there were no houses close by, the place was practically begging for her to come in.

Sky looked around, and, seeing that nobody was watching her, she quietly teleported to the other side of the front door.  She looked around, her thoughts confirmed that the place was loaded.  Still being as quiet as possible, Sky walked down a hallway and into what looked like a bedroom.  She began to work immediately, searching through drawers and the closet for anything that could turn up a profit.  There was a rather nice condo in the city that she was thinking of purchasing...

Flame stepped behind the intruder, she was wearing jeans and a sweater, standing in the middle of the room, looking at something shiny. And now she was surrounded by fire. She wasn't burning, but if she tried to get out... Flame stepped through the fire. Who are you? Why are you here? he voiced, he expanded the circle of fire, she backed up, trying to get further away from Flame. He asked again Why are you here?

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Shaun was back on his motorcycle. He needed to find some place to go, not sleep in some warehouse when Adromeda could be looking for him. He had heard about a woman who might have use for him. She had a mansion on the outskirts of the city, as he drove there, he began to remember.

Shaun had been lying on one of the couches, examining his combat knife, when Chromium approached him. "Is there something you could be doing?" The metal man seemed to be in a bad mood, so Shaun got up and went to the Control Center, to see if there was anything for him. Chink was, as usual, there. "Oh, I suppose you want something to do?" Shaun nodded "Yeah, what do you have?" Chink began scrolling through a few pages."Um....Theres a bank robbery and 1st National." Shaun headed off. "Thanks."

(can i please get a sit rep here)

Canton was now supposed to report back to hq.

M'Lure was just leaving her lab with the results on a sheet, on her way to wake the doctor so that he could see it for himself. She knew that if he was anything like the person the she had once worked with that he would devour the information. She wanted to earn his trust. She was sure that was his key to having him fight along with her team.

'Damn," M'Lure thought, "Do I have to get them supersuits now?"

But before she could answer herself her communicater buzzed. It was comming from the one she gave Flame when he went to interrogate the shooter. But he wasn't saying anything into it.  She decided to go find him, he might have gotten something. He wasn't in the interrogation room, where the shooter was sitting. with a confused look on his face. She took that as a good sign. So she went towards the guest bedrooms.

She found what she was looking for behind the first door she opened. It was a wall of fire. "FLAME!" she shouted over the noise of the confilgration. And with that she created a magnetic sheild in front of herself and pushed her way through the flames. Then she saw the reason he'd called her. There was a young woman in the middle of the room, still clutching something in her hands.

"Its ok Flame, you can relax the fire. I get it. We have a theif here. A talented one if she managed to make in inside here."

M'Lure strode over to the girl and took the item out of her hands. "What did you think you were doing, hunny?" An evil smile on her face.

He was getting aggravated. With lightning speed Jericho clenched his fist and stuck his forearm right where Burnout's head would be in a matter on miliseconds. THWAP! He clotheslined Burnout to the ground, making a dense thud as he hit.

"And the walls came tumbling down." Jericho quickly turned his attention back to Jack...

Jack pulled out his katana and wakizashi, a dead serious look on his face.  He charged at Jericho who dodged left but Jack swiped at his stomach with the shorter offhand sword.  Jack really didn't know if he hit him but he pivoted and came at him again.  Seeing this was quite unfair Jack pulled out one of his other swords and tossed it to Jericho. 

"Now you try."

Jericho caught the sword and swung it through the air, getting a feel for it. "No problemo El Mexicano."

"Well sionara senior."

"Enough small talk." Jericho drew the sword back and waved his hand twords him. "Bring it."

Hi there, rep points are given when people think you deserve them, they shouldn't be requested.

Also it seems that you have your Reputation option turned off.

Back to posting:

Haze let out a sigh of relief as Chromium came to her rescue. The dull female voice sounded, "Systems back online."

Releasing the barrier, Haze visibly sagged with relief. She turned to speak to Chromium but he was already off and looked to be heading to the control room. "Thanks," Haze said feeling deflated at Chromium's mood. She knew he didn't like to kill but he could have asked if she was okay.

Haze touched her throat and felt the faint wetness of her own blood. It was minimal but still alarming. "Guess I'll be visiting Med-bay," Haze said to herself as she headed in that direction.

((Sit rep=situation report, he either A: hasn't read the previous pages, or B: doesn't get it..... No time to add an actual post, just trying to clear this up.))

Burnout rubbed his head.  That was one city whose walls were harder than his head.  With that, Burnout sank into blissful unconsciousness.  Look at the pretty lights.

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Dusk watched the duel between Jack and Jericho with interest.  The two each had their own advantages, but against each other, there was virtually no advantage, other than Jack's healing factor.  The two were diffulct to watch; they moved so fast.  As he focused on the fight, Dusk did not notice the dark shape that slid up behind him, nor did ne see the glimmer of the reflection of light on a knife...

Ah my mistake, thought it was a typo for Site Rep. Nevermind...

Shaun rode through the city, the buildings becoming first suburbs, then slowly turning to woodlands. He passed houses with their lights on, happy families inside eating. He also passed houses with their lights off, darkened buildings seeming to stand watch against the night. He passed an old abandoned shack. A young boy, watched the procession of Humvees pass the farmhouse he lived in. Sgt. Shaun McMillan was in the third back, in the back seat on the passenger side. He looked out the dusty window, watching an ancient soviet tank as they passed it. The insurgents used them as hiding places frequently, these days. His squad was on patrol. He hated patrol, the roads were safer, but if they hit an IED, he was dead. At least in a firefight he could defend himself. A gust of cold air blew, and he blinked. He found himself in front of a large mansion. "This has to be it.." He muttered to himself, getting of his motorcycle and approaching the door.

Alastor struck the man in the metal suit from behind, driving Bradburry into his armored shoulderblade. The blade did not penetrate the suit, but a shower of sparks was produced by the metal clashing.

"What the--?!?" The armored man was shocked (pardon the pun) by the omini=ous newcomer.

"Need an oil can, Tin Man?"
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Mr. Anasazi wasn't exactly 100% on fighting this strange woman, whom he didn't really know much about. She seemed familiar, but he couldn't place a finger on it. He'd have to be careful with this wildcard. He hated it when unexpected players got involved. They made planning for the future so difficult.

Sky was extremely scarred, which was a major problem when trying to teleport.  She knew about other supers, but she had never had any serious encounter with them.  She was now face to face with a lizard man who could create fire, and a woman who could generate some sort of force shield.  The woman had taken the valuables from her, and was now smiling down evilly at her.  Time to make a break for it, Sky thought fleetingly, although with being in such a state of shock, teleporting out of the building was out of the question, so she chose a shorter mark.  She disappeared, reappearing in the doorway with a loud bang and the ominous rattling of the building.  She really had to work on controlling her nerves when she jumped.

"Look,"  she told the woman, "I'm really sorry  about this, just let me leave and I'll be on my way, like nothing ever happened." 

(tell me if I need to edit.)

As Luphineus slept, his dreams were plagued with visions of wolves in the bushes all around him.  They would dart in and out of his path as he walked.  Finally a giant wolf on its hind legs stepped towards him.  It howled then bounded towards him a lashed out with one paw.

Luphineus awoke with a start drenched in sweat.  He got up and found some spiffy clothes folded at the side of the bed.  He changed and made his way to the kitchen to see if there was anything to eat.  But a bang filled the house causing him to pick up the pace to the source of the noise.  He saw Dr. Vic... er M'Lure talking to a woman with Flame and another to the side.  This looked like it was going to get interesting...

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Jack and Jericho were trading blows back and forth.  It was like poetry in motion.  When Jack brought his sword down Jericho was right there with his blade and coming in for a counter.  Which Jack parried.  So far Jack had been on the defensive most of the time. 

"Well this has been fun and all but I'm going to shift things just a bit."

Jack changed his stance and switched to a more aggressive style.  His double blades were a blur.  Jericho was on his heels as he was not used to being so defensive.  FInally Jack's wakizashi found its way through the defense slicing into Jericho's forearm.  Jericho brought the butt of the sword into Jack's face smashing his nose.  Jack stumbled back but after a few seconds was ready for another go.

"Aww, did poor little Jericho get a little cut?"

Lightshow was enjoying a sound sleep in his bedroom when he heard a loud bang. Still dressed in his smiley-face boxers, he ran out to the source of the commosion.

"What the frell's goin' on?"

Dusk winced, more at his own lack of foresight than the attack.  There was a guy with a sword that crackled with electricity.  Lovely.

"Tin Man?  Ouch.  That hurts."  He punctuated his pain by hitting the guy with twin energy blasts.

"You know, it isn't polite to sneak up on someone like that."  He fired off another blast, driving the man to the ground, more stunned than injurd, Dusk assumed.

"Loks like you're grounded."  Dusk mentally winced at his own pun, and waied to see if the man would continue attacking.  Suit sensors indicated that his field was 85% recharged, and increasing.  He could take this guy.