RPG- Superhumans 2: Anarchy (Page 9 of 18)

Burnout found that Jack simply ignored him. Meanwhile, the woman stil stared into teh globes, which began to swirl faster, casting a kaleidoscope of bright light and pitch darknes around.

"What is it, Dessie? What do you see?"  At the last bit, Jack's vice took on a bit of a Darth Vader-esque tone and sound.

"The globe is the key."

"Come again?"  Burnout was confused.

"The globe. It acts as the doorway for the plane where they are.  I can get no sense of them her, but near the globe, I can feel their souls.  If I touch the globe, their essence practically screams out."

"So.  Ol' lightbulb and shadow got sucked into a tiny little bouncy ball?  How did they fit?"

Dessie shrugged at Jack's question. "Alternate planes are strange.  Their entrances can be either bigger than would be pysically possible, or smaller."

"So, would you be able to pull them outa there?"  Burnout was getting his hopes up again.

"I believe so.  But, I would need a spirit anchor on this plane."

"So you want us to throw you in an ocean tied to an anchor?  How does that make any sense."

Burnout couldn't resist; "This coming from Jack?  Wow."

As Jack glared fit to kill at Burnout, Dessy seemed to reach her hand into the sphere and close her eyes.

"A spirit anchor," she explained, "is someone who is very close to me. Someone I love, and who loves me."

Burnout stepped back, palms in the air. "She's your girlfriend, Jack."  Jack walked tentatively over to Desie, who instructed him to grab hold of her left arm. He did so, and Dessie began to grow immaterial. As she left Earth, and entered the realm inside the globe, the colours began to change, and Burnout and Jack were able to se the realm through Dessie's eyes. Soon, all that was left was Jack holding onto an arm that vanished into a globe of light.

Through the window of the globe, they were able to see what Dessie saw, and what she saw was nothing short of astonishing. There before her towered two gigantic figures, one of shadow and one of light, dueling with blades of enormous size.  Their appearances did little to deceive one who saw into their souls. The titan of ligth was Darklight, she saw, and the titan of shadow was Voidhunter, her target.  However, having been through the whole "collect Void's soul" thing before, she knew that to take Void's soul was to steal Darklight's as well. EVn so, at the very least, he had to try and get them back to the mortal plane.

She felt the tug of this plane pulling on her, and was glad of Jack's grasp on her arm, keeping her from drifting into this plane herself. She walked over to Void, and grabbed a fistful of his essence, which caught both Darklight and his attention. She yelled for Jack to pull her out, and began to materialize back on Earth, keeping hold of Voidhunter, who began to writhe and scream.

It felt like she was being torn in two, but she finally poped back into existance, landing bside Jack, who quickly helped her up, and checked to se if she was okay. Burnout, in the meantime, was more concerned with the tagalong figure.  Voidhiunter did not lok like his titan form, but he was most assuredly there

As if that wasn't enough, a flash of light was blasted from the globe, and Darklight stood there, in his gold and black costume.  Both he and Void appeared to be disoriented. Dessie spoke up from beside Jack.

"The evil soul in Void is his power. If I can steal that, he and Darklight can live."

"Well, than do that, before big dark and crepy over there decides he wants to kill everything in sight." Burnout's patience was being stretched thin, and he was begining to get worried.  Void had had a nasty reputation for being a remoreless killer.

Dessie stood, walked to the dazed Voidhunter, and breathed in. It semed the liquid shadow essence began to flow off of him, and into her mouth.  Darkligth, beside them, cried out as a wave of light left his body and was also consumed by her.  The mixture of light and dark that she consumed then blasted out of her mouth, and fled to the underworld.  Before her sat two completely normal humans.

"That should count as one soul a la Void. I wonder what that would taste like....maybe a slight touch of chicken, with a dash of apocolocyntosis" Jack quipped.

Burnout spoke up "What the heck is that?"

"The ability to turn people into pumpkins. Doesn't everyone know that?"

Burnout didn't reply.  Jack paid him no mind, and turned his attention back to Dessie.

"What now?"

"Well, along with their powers being mising, I have also stolen select memories.  Darklight's old psychotic urges, and Void's killing sprees."

"No, I meant, what happens to you?"  Jack clarified.

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Alastor was finally free. A little frozen on the inside still, but mostly free. He shook himself thoroughly, drying to dry off from the water all over him. He stood in a large puddle of melted ice.

"I'm back, baby! " He yelled, hovering in the air and casting an electric field over himself which crackled loudly.

Suddenly, the door to the boiler room swung open, and Mr. Anasazi entered.

"Alastor, you've got some 'splaining to do." He walked up to Alastor and backhanded him accross the face.

"Thanks to your loose trigger finger, and that little psycho you call a friend, the heroes know about us FAR too early. They shouldn't have known about us for a LONG time."

He slapped Alastor once more.

"There has to be some restitution, Alastor, you've got to learn. From now on, you're on lockdown except for missions. Which means no free time to run around and kill random people unless I tell you to."

"But--"

SLAP!

"Also, you and Gerrrx are, how do I put this, breaking up, so to speak. No more hanging around with your drinking buddy anymore. He's a madman and a bad influence!"

"You can't--"

SLAP!

"Yes! Yes I can, Alastor! This is my ship, my rules! Now I know you think I'm being unreasonable, but this is for your own good."

Alastor said nothing.

"Now...I got this for you." Anasazi removed what looked like a small black lego block and jammed it in the back of Alastor's neck.

"What is THAT supposed to be?"

"Negative reinforcement, Alastor."

"Is it a shock collar, you know I'm immune to shock collars."

"no..." Anasazi whispered in Alastor's ear. "It's much much worse."

Anasazi turned around, opened the boiler room door, and motioned for Alastor to come with him.

"Now come on, I've got a mission I need your help on."

Shift was confused. He looked down at the rose Chink had just handed him. He tried to say something, but he couldn't get any sound to form. "Oh, and I brought your leftovers back in case you were still hungry. They're in the fridge." she told. Shift looked up at her, but he was still having trouble figuring out what he was going to say, let alone what he was thinking right now. "How did things go at the fire?" It took Shift a moment to figure out what she was talking about. "Oh, uh, yeah. I couldn't really do anything, so I left. The others seemed to have it under control."

"Who was there?"

"I only saw Chromium, Haze, and Frost. There might have been others though."

--

Flame landed on a roof near the fire. He could see some of the others, but the light made it slightly difficult to identify them. He could see Haze clearly though. Flame stood on the roof, trying to decide if he should go and talk to the others.

"so..why are we coming back down here?" Alastor asked, annoyed. He and Mr. Anasazi were standing atop a roof, looking at a blazing gas station.

"W'ere trying to find Jericho so we can catch the big blue monster and recruit it to our cause."

"Uh....okay...?"

"Satelite feed caught Jericho pulling out of here before the fire."

"but he's not here anymore, so why are we here?"

"To get on the trail. May aswell start att he beginning. Also, I hoped I'd see an old friend, but I guess I was mistaken. Anyway, Let's go."

And with that, they left.

Shift grinned. "Sure." He got up and opened the door, following Chink out and closing the door behind himself. They walked down the hall chatting quietly. Shift found himself inching closer to Chink. She either didn't notice or didn't care, though. A moment later they were at the Control Center, which was still surprisingly empty. Shift sat down next to Chink, and logged on, whistling the opening song from The Price Is Right.

Shift looked at the picture of the lizard-man. "Isn't he that guy from that home-video?"

Chink nodded. "Yeah he is, that was all over the news a while back." 

Shift stood up. "I'm going to take a walk around the floor, do you mind?"

"No, its fine."

"Ok, I'll be back in a sec."

Shift stepped out of the control center, turning a corner and walking down the hallway. He stopped by one of the windows and looked out. It was starting to get a little darker, the setting sun tinted the sky and ocean red. A cloud moved partially in front of the sun, casting a shadow over the street below.

--

Flame watched the fire die, it was still there though. He took control of it, shaping it for just a moment. On the street he saw Haze quickly do a double take, the fire had moved in a way that just wasn't normal. Flame stepped back, watching the fire slowly burn out.

It was heavenly...Pastrami, Salami, Swiss and Provalone sandwich, topped with green leaf lettuce, yellow tomatos, and a hint of peppercorn sauce. Jericho was 3/4ths finished, when the he bit into the last bite and the contents fell out onto the grass.
"Ah damnit.." Jericho bent down and picked the meat up and just threw it over his shoulder, quite annoyed. He walked back around to the driver's side of the car and proceeded to open the door, when he saw something in the side view mirror. He turned just in time to see a knife coming at him.
"Woah!" Jericho dodged to the side, Vandal missing his throat by mere inches.

With the Fire Brigade’s arrival, Haze had immediately released her telekinetic hold. She figured that the firies would want something to play with. Haze looked up to see Flame, she had known he had arrived as soon as the fire had started to behave strangely. She was also familiar with his presence.

As she looked up she felt Chromium by move to her side. “Flame is here,” she told him.

Chromium looked up and gave a single friendly wave at Flame.

“Do you mind if I…” Haze started about to ask Chromium if he minded her having coffee with flame but she sensed Vandal near. Her anger was almost tangible and Haze was not that strong in the telepathy area.

Chromium watched her, “Mind what?”

Haze raised her hand to silence Chromium as she reached out with mind to find out what Vandal was up to. “Oh no,” she said out loud.

“What?” Chromium asked more insistently.

“Vandal’s found Jericho and she’s out for blood,” Haze informed him just as Frost wandered over.

“I thought she would have gotten over that broken leg years ago,” Frost commented with a shake of his head.

“Some things Vandal forgives, others she never does and never forgets.” Haze said as she started to move forward.

“You’re going after her?” Chromium asked as he followed her.

“She was talking about ripping out Jericho’s spine,” Haze said pointedly.

“Right,” Chromium said as he picked her up and launched into the sky, “Let’s find her quick smart.”

Frost stood with his hands on his hips, “Hey dudes I could have used a lift.”

-

“Stop moving so I can bleed you,” Vandal growled then she noticed the Pastrami on her shirt. She flicked it off with the edge of the knife and it hit Jericho in the face. “Why can’t you eat something that doesn’t stain?”

Jericho pulled a knife from somewhere on his person as he shook his head and the Pastrami landed on his tongue. “It’s supposed to go in your mouth, not on your shirt.”

“Neanderthal,” Vandal growled as she swiped at him again.

Jericho moved to avoid the blade but it sliced the cuff of his jacket. “Ruin my threads why don’t you?”

“That’s for the shirt,” Vandal snarled as the pair began to circle each other.

“What’s you problem anyway?” Jericho asked, truly bewildered as to why the female super was so intent on spilling his blood.

“I still haven’t managed to pay you back for the broken leg,” Vandal informed him.

“But that was six years ago, haven’t you gotten over that yet?” Jericho said as he flicked the blade in his hand threateningly.

“Oh but it’s a turn I haven’t repaid in kind. Let me break your leg and we’ll call it even,” Vandal said relishing the thought.

“I like my legs how they are,” Jericho said in response as he moved to a lower position readying himself for battle.

“Well let’s see what other damage I can do,” Vandal said as she charged Jericho with maniacal rage.

Burnout brought the two de-powered people to Adnromeda headquarters.  While Darklight...erm, Nick, now, clearly remembered nothing of his psychotic past, he clearly remembered his days as a hero, and gieved over the loss of his powers.  Void, now going by Terry, coudn't remember anything, from childhood to now.  After dropping Terry off in a secure room in the headquarters (making sure to lock the door, and activate a special motion sensor outside, he turned his attention to Nick.

"So.  What are you going to do now?"

"I don't know.  I want to get back to the whole hero stuff.  But without my powers, I am a moderate hand to hand fighter at best."

"Well, is there anything else you can bring to the table?"

"I used to be pretty good with electronics, mechanics and other technology."

"Hm...hey, do you remember that guy you fought a while back?  Oni, I think his name was. He didn't seem to have any powers, but he had an uber tech-suit.  Do you think you could do a similar thing?  We could use someone with your experience in the field."

Nick looked interested.  "I might like that.  I'll get started ASAP."

"Right.  Just as a heads up,  new villain lady popped up recently, and gave me a killer headache.  She seemed to be able to control metal.  If she winds up going from nobody to a real pest, like Oni did, you might want to prepare for that."

"Point taken.  Thanks Burnout."

"No prob."

Burnout then turned and raced away, trying to find something to do to assuage his boredom.  He had a very fast attention span.  Meanwhile, Nick Tracyn signed into a room, and then began surfing the Internet from a borrowed computer, looking for the adequate pieces of hardware, and every now and then paying a visit to a nearby mechanic shop, and hardware stores.  In a couple of days, if all went well, he would be able to finish the super suit that he had envisioned so recently.  He could get back in the business after all....

M'Lure used her powers to fuse together the last two metal casing peices on the device she was working on. She had finished in record time, but even still the fact that she had worked uninterupted should have been unusual. She should have at least heard from Flame and "Lightshow". She was annoyed at Seth's additude, but she blamed herself for even offering him to be part of her plans. Well since she had finished this, she figured she would go and finish what she sent them to do. A needless show of force perhaps would most surely help the situation.

So M'Lure pulled back on her leather duster and went back out the way she came in. She had many different vechicles at her disposal, but the custom Charger she built was by far her favorite. So she slid inside behind the wheel again and sped off in the direction she told Flame to head.

Flame watched the others leave. They had seen him. He wondered if he should leave, but Vandal was near. She could find out. He looked down at the ground, wondering what he had done, a moment passed and he looked back up. He watched them go, standing on the roof and staring off into the distance.

----

Shift continued to stand there. The ocean was tinted a dark red color by the setting sun. It could almost have been blood. Shift blinked and when he opened his eyes the ocean was no longer water. He stared out at a sea of blood. He blinked again and it was gone. He decided to head back to the control center, where things were a bit more normal.

Shift chose to take a shortcut, he could walk through walls, why take the extra half minute? He grinned to himself, a bit of a plan forming in his mind. He cloaked, stepping through the wall into the control room. He quietly sat down in his chair and uncloaked. "I'm back, did I miss anything?"

Chink nearly jumped out of her skin, she placed a hand on her chest, “I think you gave me a heart failure.”

Shift chuckled, “Sorry it wasn’t intended.”

Chink let out a steadying breath. “Okay I’ve been checking the other surveillance cameras in the area and found where Vandal best friend has got too. Unfortunately Vandal has found him too.”

“What do you mean by unfortunately?” Shift asked as he moved across to look at her monitor.

“As you can see Vandal and Jericho are in the process of trying to eliminate each other.” Chink pointed out.

“Do you think we should go help calm Vandal?” Shift asked.

Chink shook her head, “I don’t think we’d stand a chance.”