RPG- Superhumans 2: Anarchy (Page 13 of 18)

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.

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...

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

"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."

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?

(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.

((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.))

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.