Create a Hero RPG GAME THREAD (MOD Approved)

[Cyrusbales]

Time is wearing thin, the Grimoire I seek is nearly in my possession, so many artefacts of power lie within this city, this hub of energies and realms. It’s hard for me not to sense the overwhelming force that is Necronin’s Tome.

Massive slabs of stone and sheets of glass house that which I seek. A place of relics and old forgotten trinkets, however only one is worth my time. And with it, I will be able to elude those which endeavour to stop me. This ‘museum’ is most curious place, the humming sound of energy obviously fuels an alarm system that, even kept behind solid metal, provides no resistance to me annihilating the power source for it.

Why do they preserve such trivialities? This place should be moving forward, the wonders possible here lie untapped, it sickens me to see this waste. A flicker of light, a human with some form of torch obviously trying to protect the contents here. Protect? From me? I can reach into his mind as easily as opening a book, and tear out pages just the same, replacing them with the vast bounty of agony from the depths of hell itself.

The glass prison for such a glorious book seems unbefitting for a dangerous find like this. Even the knowledge of the scripture and it’s horrific influence has been lost over time. I shall once again make it known to these scuttling masses of flesh. I feel the cover, stirring under my hand, finally being cherished for what it is, bringing the very pages alive with the thoughts of what it would soon achieve.

However this moment is spoiled, shards of glass, steel and mortar reign down from the roof of the building, as the entire great hall is lit up with a deep red glow and the sound of crackling fire, as the marble floor itself buckles under the intense heat. I turn to face one which I had hoped to avoid for a considerable while longer.

He was most aptly named the Immolator.

[JinnSato]

It takes me about thirty minutes to get to the docks. I park my car in the front. Time to find this storage house. I walk by them counting in my head. 19, 20, 21, 22, and.... 23.

It's big. And has the number 23 printed on the top of it. Nuthin' out of the ordinary. I remember I have a gun with me. I put my hand in my jacket and put a firm grip on my revolver. I walk up to the door. Take a deep breath and throw it open. I rush in and pull out my gun. I take a quick look around to find nothing. I walk fast and I make sure I have my finger on the trigger. Than I see someone. He's standing in the corner. Just standing there.

"Hey buddy!" I yell as I run up to him. "You the one that called me??"

He still just stands there. Is this guy deaf? I walk a little closer. Fear started to creep over me. I don't know why. I had a gun. He didn't even seem to notice I was there. But all I wanted to do was scream as loud as I could and high tale it out of there. Come on you can get over this. I continued over to him. I started to breath hard. Whats going on?

I got to him. "Hey buddy. You all right." I Grab his shoulder and turn him around. My eyes widen. Good god. It's his face. He was smiling. FANGS! The guy had fang! But that wasn't what I looking at. It was his eyes. They where yellow. NO pupils or anything they were just yellow. I wanted to run. But my legs went week. He held my gaze. He took a step forward. I wish I coulda takin' a step back. He got right in my face and kept smiling.

"Hello investigator."

God the smell was unbearable. I almost threw up. But this guy. He was the one who called me. But I wasn't going to take chances. I pistol wiped him in the face as hard as I could. He went down.

"Heh heh heh."

What!? This guy was still continences! He starts to get up. He looks at me. Blood trickles down his mouth. He's still smiling.

"I was expecting a little more from you."

"What?"

"It's too late now. For you see. You must die."

I don't have time to react. He's already on top of me. Both hands are around my neck as he squeezes the life out of me! I can't breath! His grips tight. I can't push him off. Never thought I would Have to doe this. BANG! BANG! BANG! Three bullets go through his chest. He screams in pain. He let go and is clinching his chest. Blood is everywhere. I start to rub the pain out of my neck as I leave him there to die. I take one look back. I don't think I should have. His body dissolves into nothing. What the hell is going on here? But thats not what got me. Out of the shadows appears three dog like creatures. I've dealt with dogs in the past so there was no reason for me to be that worried. But I was. Cause there eyes were yellow. And they had there sites on me!

[Byrd Man]

Originally Posted by LibrarianThorne

Shoto was rocketed backwards through the building's wall, hidden by a pile of rubble and debris. The strange, etheric purple force that had surrounded him retreated with him, disappearing into the building. The air was still, filled only with the sound of breathing. Rock dust moved in the air, blowing around in the still wind for a few short moments. It seemed almost as if time itself had stopped.

Then, from within the hole the strange man had been knocked through there came a flash. Purple-white bolts of lightning, a dozen or more, streaked up the walls of the skyscraper, burning metal and shattering glass. The broadcasting antenna on top of the building, like all of the electrical appliances on the structure's power grid, blew out in a shower of sparks as it was tremendously overloaded with power.

Finally, the strange man emerged. He seemed somehow larger, and his skin had taken on a reddish tint. His eyes locked with the Blur, and he smiled. "This is far too much fun, hero," he said.

What the hell?

"Alright, so you can take a punch...."

I speed around this weird guy, going as fast as I can. The wind kicks up as he gets trapped in a cyclone.

"Let's see if you can take the wind from an F5 tornado!"

He starts to lift into the air as my speed pushes the winds of the small tornado well past 300 miles per hour.

[JinnSato]

"Sh**....."

I darted for the door screw fighting when I can run. As I ran I could hear them chasing me. Damn it. The door was in my site. All I had to do was get out of here and I could get to my car. But that plan blew up in my face. Cause the door just flew open and three more of those dogs came in. Damn it. Tonight is not my night.

I ran to the back of the ware house. I thought I could lose them in the maze of boxes. But instead of losing them I got lost. I could still hear them but they weren't near me. So I decided to take a breather. I fished around in my pocket looking for bullets. I pulled out three and started reloading. It was hard to concentrate on reloading. Cause I could here those things gettin' closer. I dropped a bullet. Damn it. Were the hell is it I got on my knees and locked for it. But I didn't find it. I found something else. It was a hand and it belonged to a body. A dead one and I was looking right at it.

On closer inspection this guy had been dead for about an hour. Not a good sign. But the weirdest thing was that he looked exactly like the guy I killed. This raised some questions. I would have to answer them later cause those things were on me I had to keep moving.

But it was to late the were on me I had to fight. Five shots. And six of them. This was gonna be ugly. I pointed my gun at the closest to me. But it was all in vain cause there was another one that I didn't see. It jumped off the create and bit right into my arm. It tore right through my jacket and into my arm. It pulled me down with it and started shaking it around. I dropped my gun. I tried to fight it but It was stronger. And the pain of it slicing through the flesh and bone was unbearable. But I worked my way past the pain and got my gun with my remaining arm. I aimed and shot it right in the head. The other beast started moving in.

I was losing blood. Fast! And those monsters were closing in. I ran for it. But one got my leg. I wasn't about to lose to this one I started kicking it's head it let go. I kept running. But my leg got bite worse than I thought. My last bit of adrenaline was gone I collapsed on the ground.

How did I get myself into this mess? I can't believe things turned out this way. And I thought I had a job. The beast stalked closer their bright yellow eyes piercing right through me. This is the end. I know it is. I start to hear this strange noise. Not the growling from those dogs. But it's almost like....

"Talking?"

"Yeah talking. Wait! What!??Whose there!??"

"Thatsss not important at the moment Ssspader. The important thing is that you live."

I look up and see those monsters but they stopped. In fact they were backing off. I had some hope. Something told me to reach out. I did. I grabbed something that was next to the dead guy. Didn't no what it was but instantly my strength was back! I got up and felt better than ever. I didn't even feel the pain from my wounds! I look at what I had grabbed. It was a staff. It had a dragon as the handle.

"Ussse my power power Ssspader. Grasp the handle. And aim the staff at those beast as if I was a gun."

I listened without question. It was like the voice had a hypnotic hold on me. But I wasn't worried the beast backed off even more.

"Now look deep into your sssoul. And unleasssh my power!!"

I did. And what happened next was amazing I had the greatest feeling. I felt happier than I have ever been. I heard a sweet humming sound. And than I saw a light come out the tip of the staff it filled the store house it was blinding. I closed my eyes. I could hear those beast howl with pain. I waited a minute. When I opened them the beast were gone. I got dizzy. And passed out.

"Not the power I expected. But thisss will work to my advantage."

Thats the last thing I heard before I hit the ground.

[Kaboom]

Originally Posted by Kaboom

EAGLE SCOUT, Agent of S.T.R.I.K.E.

Betsy Coles and I sat outside a random Haven coffee shop. There was an awkward silence as sheran her finger around the im of her cup, daring to not look at me.

I was in my civilian clothes, taking a well-needed break from my STRIKE activities. What was strange was that I was actually wearing clothes, not merely projecting a holographic image over my Eagle Scout Uniform.

My jeans were riding up on my crotch and I shifted uncomfortably.

"He sneaks around the house. He doesn't know I know, but he's not great at hiding his costume," Betsy said. "I think he's even using the name Electron."

I didn't know what to say.

"Don't let him die, Scout," she whispered. Then she looked up at me. "Ive known you practically my whole life. And still I call you Scout."

"So?"

"So youre supposed to be my friend," she said. "Mike's friend. Why haven't you told me your name...your real name."

"It's against STRIKE protocol. Besides--"

"Oh just forget it, Scout," Betsy said as she stood up. "It was a mistake to call you."

Jake's mom stormed out of the coffee shop, as everybody stared at me.

Great. After, Betsy was clearly out of sight I stood from the table we had been sitting at.

That's when it happened. Three guys walked in with their hands in their pockets. One guy locked the door behind him. I knew what was coming.

"This is a hold up," their leader yelled. "Everybody on the ground!"

One of them pointed their gun right at me.

"Yea that means you too pretty boy."

Not what I needed today. I gave a quick look around the coffee shop as I got to my knees and laid down on the floor. I was super hero sure. But i wasn't bullet proof. Luckily, with low rent kids like this I didn't need to be.

One of them turned his back on me. As soon as he did, I used my ability to control weather to tap harness the water molecules in Starbux's sprinkler system and created a powerful surge at one spicket. When it burst, the entire sprinkler system turned on.

"What in the--" the assailants began waving their guns trying to get out from under the deluge. I sprung to my fee, and rammed my fist into the small of the back of the one who had been rude to me. He dropped to his knees at which point I grabbed the gun from his hand, breaking his arm in the process.

"AAAAAAAah," he screamed as he started writing in agony. The other two turned to face me with thei rweapons drawn.

A spinning round house kick, knocked one of their weapons from their hand, leaving me to face the only other armed assailant. Without hesitation i fired the pistol and the bullet shattered the armed assailant's knee cap.

He screamed.

I turned back to face the remaining assailant, dropping my weapon to the floor. He lunged at me, I grabbed his arm, spun it behind his back, and rammed him into a wall. I kicked him in the knee, causing that leg to buckle.

All three were now now crying from a broken bone and I picked up the weapons they had left behind. I took out the ammunition from each weapon and placed the guns on the floor of the Starbux as everyone applauded.

Calmly I walked out of the store, looked to the sky and took off.

[JinnSato]

Originally Posted by JinnSato

"Sh**....."

I darted for the door screw fighting when I can run. As I ran I could hear them chasing me. Damn it. The door was in my site. All I had to do was get out of here and I could get to my car. But that plan blew up in my face. Cause the door just flew open and three more of those dogs came in. Damn it. Tonight is not my night.

I ran to the back of the ware house. I thought I could lose them in the maze of boxes. But instead of losing them I got lost. I could still hear them but they weren't near me. So I decided to take a breather. I fished around in my pocket looking for bullets. I pulled out three and started reloading. It was hard to concentrate on reloading. Cause I could here those things gettin' closer. I dropped a bullet. Damn it. Were the hell is it I got on my knees and locked for it. But I didn't find it. I found something else. It was a hand and it belonged to a body. A dead one and I was looking right at it.

On closer inspection this guy had been dead for about an hour. Not a good sign. But the weirdest thing was that he looked exactly like the guy I killed. This raised some questions. I would have to answer them later cause those things were on me I had to keep moving.

But it was to late the were on me I had to fight. Five shots. And six of them. This was gonna be ugly. I pointed my gun at the closest to me. But it was all in vain cause there was another one that I didn't see. It jumped off the create and bit right into my arm. It tore right through my jacket and into my arm. It pulled me down with it and started shaking it around. I dropped my gun. I tried to fight it but It was stronger. And the pain of it slicing through the flesh and bone was unbearable. But I worked my way past the pain and got my gun with my remaining arm. I aimed and shot it right in the head. The other beast started moving in.

I was losing blood. Fast! And those monsters were closing in. I ran for it. But one got my leg. I wasn't about to lose to this one I started kicking it's head it let go. I kept running. But my leg got bite worse than I thought. My last bit of adrenaline was gone I collapsed on the ground.

How did I get myself into this mess? I can't believe things turned out this way. And I thought I had a job. The beast stalked closer their bright yellow eyes piercing right through me. This is the end. I know it is. I start to hear this strange noise. Not the growling from those dogs. But it's almost like....

"Talking?"

"Yeah talking. Wait! What!??Whose there!??"

"Thatsss not important at the moment Ssspader. The important thing is that you live."

I look up and see those monsters but they stopped. In fact they were backing off. I had some hope. Something told me to reach out. I did. I grabbed something that was next to the dead guy. Didn't no what it was but instantly my strength was back! I got up and felt better than ever. I didn't even feel the pain from my wounds! I look at what I had grabbed. It was a staff. It had a dragon as the handle.

"Ussse my power power Ssspader. Grasp the handle. And aim the staff at those beast as if I was a gun."

I listened without question. It was like the voice had a hypnotic hold on me. But I wasn't worried the beast backed off even more.

"Now look deep into your sssoul. And unleasssh my power!!"

I did. And what happened next was amazing I had the greatest feeling. I felt happier than I have ever been. I heard a sweet humming sound. And than I saw a light come out the tip of the staff it filled the store house it was blinding. I closed my eyes. I could hear those beast howl with pain. I waited a minute. When I opened them the beast were gone. I got dizzy. And passed out.

"Not the power I expected. But thisss will work to my advantage."

Thats the last thing I heard before I hit the ground.

I awoke several hours in a daze. My vision was blurry. It took a second for my eyes to adjust. I was expecting to wake up on the floor of that storage house. But I was in my room. Under the sheet and all. Was it all just a dream. No it couldn't of been it was so real. I got out of bed the only way I would no was by the wounds I got. I looked at my arm. And nothing! Not even a scare! I looked at my leg. There was nothing there either.

Now I was really starting to freak out. Had last night just been a dream? But that voice? What was going on. I sat down and gathered my thoughts.

"I guess it really was a dream..."

"It was no dream Ssspader."

"What!? Who is that?"

"It isss I.... Balthazar!"

I look towards the wall. There it is the staff with the dragon head. A chill runs down my spine. "Ha. Never heard of any Balthazar."

"Ha Ha Ha! Of coarssse not. A mortal hasssn't heard my name for over a thousssand years."

"So what are you some kind of immortal or something?"

"Your mortal mind could not begin to comprehend the realm I come from."

"Right.... So how did I get back to my apartment??"
"I teleported you here with my powers."

The thought of teleporting didn't fut well with me. "All right. Well I'm going to take a shower. Than I'm going to get drunk. Cause If my mind isn't playing tricks on me than it's three in the afternoon. And I got sixteen hundred dollars." I looked at my desk and sure enough the money was still there. Things were looking up.

[MST3K 4ever]

Dylan does a lot of small talk and mingling before the ceremonies offically begin.

A reporter asks him about the various reports of witnesses of meta-humans in the city.

He throws back his head and laughs. He then says, "Oh please next thing you'll be telling me reports of ghosts and goblins and Elvis driving around town."

Dylan escorts Brenda into the banquet hall all the while one thought goes through his mind.

If there are those who have powers like mine, and they stand against what I stand for, namely me, then they will be threat to me at some point. I amy have to studying the situation a litt more closely.

[LibrarianThorne]

Originally Posted by byrd_man

What the hell?

"Alright, so you can take a punch...."

I speed around this weird guy, going as fast as I can. The wind kicks up as he gets trapped in a cyclone.

"Let's see if you can take the wind from an F5 tornado!"

He starts to lift into the air as my speed pushes the winds of the small tornado well past 300 miles per hour.

Winds ripped at him like a hungry wolf, tearing at his skin and aura with a ravenous fury. Strange lights crackled and danced in his eyes, reflecting the torrent of energy that was sucked up, along with him, into the enormous funnel. Shattered glass, bricks, and other bits of detritus whipped around him, they like him caught in the man-made tornado.

No sound could be heard over the roar of the monstrous wind. It roared and raged throughout the streets of Chicago, the city trembling at the unleashed fury of its namesake. However, if one were allowed to bend the laws of reality, one could hear a sound coming from the eye of the storm. It sounded like... laughter.

For one brief second, in the dark chaos of the tornado, witnesses saw a flash of light like a violet streak of lightning hammer downwards. The bolt sizzled through the asphalt street and the dirt underneath, striking a gas line like the wrath of some angry god. The ground erupted as the gas line blew, a chain reaction that split the streets in a wave of fire. The Blur was knocked to the side by the force of the explosion, his tornado ceasing as his movement did. Shoto dropped like a stone, landing in the middle of the lake of fire that he created.

[JinnSato]

Originally Posted by JinnSato

I awoke several hours in a daze. My vision was blurry. It took a second for my eyes to adjust. I was expecting to wake up on the floor of that storage house. But I was in my room. Under the sheet and all. Was it all just a dream. No it couldn't of been it was so real. I got out of bed the only way I would no was by the wounds I got. I looked at my arm. And nothing! Not even a scare! I looked at my leg. There was nothing there either.

Now I was really starting to freak out. Had last night just been a dream? But that voice? What was going on. I sat down and gathered my thoughts.

"I guess it really was a dream..."

"It was no dream Ssspader."

"What!? Who is that?"

"It isss I.... Balthazar!"

I look towards the wall. There it is the staff with the dragon head. A chill runs down my spine. "Ha. Never heard of any Balthazar."

"Ha Ha Ha! Of coarssse not. A mortal hasssn't heard my name for over a thousssand years."

"So what are you some kind of immortal or something?"

"Your mortal mind could not begin to comprehend the realm I come from."

"Right.... So how did I get back to my apartment??"
"I teleported you here with my powers."

The thought of teleporting didn't fit well with me. "All right. Well I'm going to take a shower. Than I'm going to get drunk. Cause If my mind isn't playing tricks on me than it's three in the afternoon. And I got sixteen hundred dollars." I looked at my desk and sure enough the money was still there. Things were looking up.

It was 3:15 pm when I got out of the shower. Sure enough the staff was still there. "Well I'm headin' out." Ha ha. Now I'm talking to the thing.

"Fine. Go and have your fun. I Ssshall await your return."

"Right...." It was weird. I couldn't help but not trust that thing. Sure it saved my life, but still. There was something evil about it. I needed to know what it was. And I knew just the man to go to. "Bud."

"Who?"

"Um.. No one..... Hey, you wanna see the city?"

"I would be delighted."

[JinnSato]

Originally Posted by JinnSato

It was 3:15 pm when I got out of the shower. Sure enough the staff was still there. "Well I'm headin' out." Ha ha. Now I'm talking to the thing.

"Fine. Go and have your fun. I Ssshall await your return."

"Right...." It was weird. I couldn't help but not trust that thing. Sure it saved my life, but still. There was something evil about it. I needed to know what it was. And I knew just the man to go to. "Bud."

"Who?"

"Um.. No one..... Hey, you wanna see the city?"

"I would be delighted."

"Delighted huh? Well I can't go out in public with a dragon headed staff. It would be weird."

"Mortalsss can be ssso annoying some times. I ssshall change for your sssake."

Instantly it changes himself from a staff to a small walking stick. He looked the same just smaller. The word pimp cane came to mind. All righty than.

We took the bus most of the way. I didn't feel like using my car. Besides the bar Bud ran was on the other side of New York.

"Why mussst we ride with thessse cattle?"

"What!?" It came out loader than I had expected. Luckily no one seemed to notice or care.

"It's the sssmell! I can't sstand it!!"

"Shut up! people will hear you!" This got a couple of glances. "Hey! What are you all lookin' at!!" Everyone looked away. I don't blame them. I was bigger than everyone on this thing. Plus, I had a weapon.

"Ha Ha Ha!!! Fool no one can hear me but you!"

"Oh. What are you like putting your voice into my mind or something?"

"Precisely."

The rest of the ride we were silent. it was 4:00 pm when we arrived at Bud's bar. It's actually called that Bud's Bar. Ha! Not the most creative name but Bud wasn't about creativity. It's all about facts for him. And facts were that this was his bar. And everyone knew it.

I walked in walking with the cane. Tryin' to look as bad ass as possible. I got a couple of treating glances but I wasn't worried. They were mostly from guys who I ruffed up in the past.

WHAM!!! I hit the ground and the cane/staff went flying away from me. There was a sering pain on the back of my head. Felt like someone had punched me. I looked up and found out that I wasn't that far from the truth. But it wasn't a fist it was a lead pipe. The culprit Bobby Brown. A pretty big dude who I use to hang with during high school. He's was the type of guy whose bad side you didn't want to be on. And it just so happened I was on his list.

I picked myself up and looked him in the eyes. "Hey Bobby. Hows it been?"

"Ha ha thats funny hows it been... Heh heh heh. You're a funny man Spader cause you know how I've been."

"I do??"

"Yeah ya do. Cause you're were comin' here to give me my money right?? Cause I would be really really upset if you didn't have it."

"Heh heh, well ya know about that..." This was bad. Him and his two huge bodyguards started to walk towards me. I started walking back. "I wasn't expecting you to be here so I didn't bring it. I just came here to drink. You can understand that right??" I may have had sixteen hundred dollars with me but he didn't know and wasn't going to know.

"Yeah I get ya. You didn't bring me my money. But you brought your own to get drinks right??"

Crap..."Ah. Yeah pretty much." He gives me a toothy grin. His crooked, yellow teeth is a reminder what kind of person he is. This was it I had to act now.

Crunch!!! Was the sound of my fist connecting with his nose. He hits the ground. Blood is spewing out of his nose like a water hose one full blast. He looks up at me in disbelief.

"Kill him!!!!"

Crap!

[JinnSato]

Originally Posted by JinnSato

"Delighted huh? Well I can't go out in public with a dragon headed staff. It would be weird."

"Mortalsss can be ssso annoying some times. I ssshall change for your sssake."

Instantly it changes himself from a staff to a small walking stick. He looked the same just smaller. The word pimp cane came to mind. All righty than.

We took the bus most of the way. I didn't feel like using my car. Besides the bar Bud ran was on the other side of New York.

"Why mussst we ride with thessse cattle?"

"What!?" It came out loader than I had expected. Luckily no one seemed to notice or care.

"It's the sssmell! I can't sstand it!!"

"Shut up! people will hear you!" This got a couple of glances. "Hey! What are you all lookin' at!!" Everyone looked away. I don't blame them. I was bigger than everyone on this thing. Plus, I had a weapon.

"Ha Ha Ha!!! Fool no one can hear me but you!"

"Oh. What are you like putting your voice into my mind or something?"

"Precisely."

The rest of the ride we were silent. it was 4:00 pm when we arrived at Bud's bar. It's actually called that Bud's Bar. Ha! Not the most creative name but Bud wasn't about creativity. It's all about facts for him. And facts were that this was his bar. And everyone knew it.

I walked in walking with the cane. Tryin' to look as bad ass as possible. I got a couple of treating glances but I wasn't worried. They were mostly from guys who I ruffed up in the past.

WHAM!!! I hit the ground and the cane/staff went flying away from me. There was a sering pain on the back of my head. Felt like someone had punched me. I looked up and found out that I wasn't that far from the truth. But it wasn't a fist it was a lead pipe. The culprit Bobby Brown. A pretty big dude who I use to hang with during high school. He's was the type of guy whose bad side you didn't want to be on. And it just so happened I was on his list.

I picked myself up and looked him in the eyes. "Hey Bobby. Hows it been?"

"Ha ha thats funny hows it been... Heh heh heh. You're a funny man Spader cause you know how I've been."

"I do??"

"Yeah ya do. Cause you're were comin' here to give me my money right?? Cause I would be really really upset if you didn't have it."

"Heh heh, well ya know about that..." This was bad. Him and his two huge bodyguards started to walk towards me. I started walking back. "I wasn't expecting you to be here so I didn't bring it. I just came here to drink. You can understand that right??" I may have had sixteen hundred dollars with me but he didn't know and wasn't going to know.

"Yeah I get ya. You didn't bring me my money. But you brought your own to get drinks right??"

Crap..."Ah. Yeah pretty much." He gives me a toothy grin. His crooked, yellow teeth is a reminder what kind of person he is. This was it I had to act now.

Crunch!!! Was the sound of my fist connecting with his nose. He hits the ground. Blood is spewing out of his nose like a water hose one full blast. He looks up at me in disbelief.

"Kill him!!!!"

Crap!

One of the big guys pulled out a knife (We'll call him Big Guy #1) and came at me. I dodged out the way and punched him in the face. The other guy (Big Guy 2) ran at me head first. I jumped over him. He crashed into the table behind him. Heh, idiot.

I noticed that the people at the bar hat caught on to this and were already getting pumped about a fight. What I didn't notice was that Guy #1 was up on his feet and was about to tackle me. And he did. I was on the ground they had both surrounded me and were beating the living crap out of me.

I saw the staff/cane a few feet in front of me. "Ssspader. Reach out and use my power to destroy these swine!"

That hypnotic feeling overwhelmed me again. I had no choice but to obey. I reached out and was about to grab it when. POW!!!!! I snapped out of it . And the big guys stopped to. I looked where the noise had come from to see Bud behind the bar with his shotgun in hand pointing at the ceiling.

"All right listen up you maggots!!!! Anymore grab arse in my bar and I'll blow holes in all of ya!" Bud screamed with his Scottish accent.

"All right old man we'll stop but you'll have yours. I swear it."


Bud points his gun at him. Him and his bodyguards leave. I get up and pick up the staff/cane. And walk over to the bar. I grab an empty seat.

"Hey Bud. Thanks for the save back there." I knew nobody could tell cause of the lack of light there. But I was hurt more than I was letting off.

"It's all right Ace. So what can I ya fer?"

"The usual, plus can you look at something for me."

"Of course I can. Hold on, let me get you your drink."

Bud was a cool guy. A bit hairy though. People joke around and say he's a ware wolf. Before owning the bar he was a cop. He quit after his partner died. He doesn't like to talk about it, but word is she bled to death by a neck wound. Looked like a dog had got to her.

It's 4:30 by the time Bud gets back to me. "So what did ya want me to look at Ace."

"This." I show him the staff/cane. His eyes widen at the site of it. Looks like I came to the right place.

[Cyrusbales]

It’s been a while…

“Not long enough.”

Charming.

His whip of flame worries me not, pain was something in which I relished, and fire cradled me in infancy. His renowned strength and power frightened me neither. However his anger and vicious tendencies gives me some area for concern.

The Immolator’s form towers above me, I know he’s strong, I’ve watched him rip apart all manner of creatures, tear mountains like paper, not surprised they sent him to deal with me.

“A lot of people want to know how you came back.”

And I suppose you’re one of them?

“No, I just want to scatter broken pieces of you across this wretched place.”

Well that’s nice of you.

Before I could think, a crack of a whip flings me across the hall. Concrete and stone folding round me with the force. Another flailing strike wrapped me up, ripping me from the wall and hurtling me skyward, sure enough the ground comes up to meet me.

They all failed to destroy me before, how exactly will it be any different this time? What do you think you can possibly do to me that hasn’t already been done?

Roaring of flames lash at me, licking the floor and splitting the surface with unimaginable heat. Finally an assault which I can grasp. Coiling the furnace like flail around my arm, I reel in my opponent. Soon he discards of the whip and opts for a charge. Horns imbedding themselves through my chest and hurtling me back. Puddles of blood form from the drips as I set myself upright.

Claw like hands approach, exactly what I need. Within a moment of touching me, he feels it, the mind numbing loneliness and sorrow. It has him stunned, mortified. Immortals being exposed to nothingness, a true shock indeed.

This break of time was most welcomed, his lash of flames now in my possession, a swift attack pulling the floor up from beneath him as he topples over. The handle quickly finds its way to imbedding itself into a muscular neck, spewing forth a bounty of pernicious crimson fluid.

Dragging the edge through further tissue, the slash reached across and down to his chest, gushing greater amounts of liquid in the process. Now was my time to escape, the Grimoire in hand, I fled, I would have at least ten minutes before he took up pursuit.

[Byrd Man]

Originally Posted by LibrarianThorne

Winds ripped at him like a hungry wolf, tearing at his skin and aura with a ravenous fury. Strange lights crackled and danced in his eyes, reflecting the torrent of energy that was sucked up, along with him, into the enormous funnel. Shattered glass, bricks, and other bits of detritus whipped around him, they like him caught in the man-made tornado.

No sound could be heard over the roar of the monstrous wind. It roared and raged throughout the streets of Chicago, the city trembling at the unleashed fury of its namesake. However, if one were allowed to bend the laws of reality, one could hear a sound coming from the eye of the storm. It sounded like... laughter.

For one brief second, in the dark chaos of the tornado, witnesses saw a flash of light like a violet streak of lightning hammer downwards. The bolt sizzled through the asphalt street and the dirt underneath, striking a gas line like the wrath of some angry god. The ground erupted as the gas line blew, a chain reaction that split the streets in a wave of fire. The Blur was knocked to the side by the force of the explosion, his tornado ceasing as his movement did. Shoto dropped like a stone, landing in the middle of the lake of fire that he created.

I feel my knees buckle as the tornado slowly stops. I fall flat on the pavement, skidding to a stop close to the karate guy. I'm barely awake.

"See if you still like fighting now. You son of a *****."

My eyelids feel droopy as I start to fall out of consciousness.

[Cyrusbales]

Taking to the street, I now had Necronin’s Tome, upon breaking it’s seal, the power would be able to mask my presence.

Tearing apart the chain, the groaning from the very cover itself, the energies of anguish released, the potential of this book would hopefully be the start of my return to glory and control.

As for now, it’s the first time I’m not directly being hunted since arriving back on this plane. And now I could study this horrific scripture and learn it’s secrets. Soon day would break, so I’d have some time to myself if I could find a place to hold up out of the public eye, no need to draw unneeded attention.

[Obi-John-Kenobi]

Dmitri Aeshlan stood silently in the cold, dark gutter of Blood Alley. The reason that this charming locale recieved such an ominous name is due to the many disappearances of humans who have ventured there. The only trace of them, is a blood splatter, hence the name Blood Alley.
Kurt Siris, wearing the dark-blue coat and dress pants of Oblivion, along with the trademark black scarf used for concealing his true identity; approached Dmitri.

I've been waiting for over ten minutes. Where were you?

Kurt shrugged.
It's late. I grabbed a cup of coffee on my way here.

Don't keep me waiting again. I've got a VERY important assignment for you, issued by the Prince himself.

Is that so? Kurt leaned against a wal and stretched. The "Prince" Dmitri was referring to was none other than the Prince of the City, the most respected vampire in all New York.

And what would "His Majesty" require of a humble mortal such as myself?

There is a certain briefcase containing confidential documents held by a group of kindred working for Lucien LaChance.

Kurt nodded. Lucien was a powerful vampire who had been after the title of Prince of the City for years. The Prince must be in a tight spot indeed if he needed the help of Oblivion not simply because it was known that Oblivion was a mortal, but because of Kurt's reputation.
You see, it was well known that Kurt had a tendancy to use magic that was not only feared by vampires, but forbidden; when performing an assignment.

Where would Lucien be keeping said briefcase?

Where else? The Church down town.

Of course. The one place vampires are most certainly forbidden to go.

Tell the Prince it won't be cheap. It's my turn to pay the rent this month.

Very well.

Kurt turned to leave.

Take care, D.

Dmitri paused for a moment, but said nothing and the two parted ways.

[Speedball]

Originally Posted by SpeedballLives

Six weeks later
Cressen IV - seven star systems from Earth

Dondargus has obliterated forty planets since the fateful day of the destruction of the race he swore to protect.
Now, he awaits the decision of the people of Cressen IV.
These people are not unlike humans, except for their tails and some even possess magical abilities. Instead of developing technology to aid them, they developed their magical abilities to help them in life. Their towns and cities resemble Medieval Europe.
In the city square of their capital, Valyrid, the Grand Counselor arrives with his peoples decision.

"We refuse to worship you. You cannot force your views upon us, we will not stand for it."

"You refuse?"

"That's what I said. Do I have to explain what it means?"

Dondargus grabs the leaders throat, and lifts him of the ground.

"How dare you talk to me that way, little man. I can crush your windpipe without even moving my hand."

"I'd like to see you try, dark creature!" screams a man behind him. As he turns around to see him, Dondargus is knocked to the ground by a forceful blast of energy. The Counselor falls out of his hands, and runs to his defenders.

"How did you do that?! How dare you strike me! You will DIE!"

"Oh...I see I've angered the beast. Poor thing." The men around him begin to laugh, as Dondargus rises to his feet. The fire grows in his eyes, and the defenders stop laughing. He walks closer to them.

"What are you going to do? Try to crush me? I'm not scared of you." Those were the wrong choice of words.
Dondargus belches green flames, incinerating the Counselors defenders.
He takes to the skies, and is met with an army of mages. They hover and fly, and send bolts of lightning toward him. They strike him, and he feels them, but they do nothing in reality.

He puts the mages to the sword, cutting them in two in mid-flight. After nearly 10,000 of their strongest magic warriors are slain, and the city is reduced to ash, he moves on to the countryside.
No one stands up to him, nothing can stop him. In four long hours, and after billions of deaths, their once vibrant world is gone, and Cressen IV burns the color of the Lord of Fire and Shadow.

Justice has been done on this world, and he moves onto the next. A world unlike the others. A world of multiple civilizations, and the only weapon that can destroy him.

Since the beginning of time, a being has existed to counteract Dondargus' rage if he were to ever awaken and become a threatening force in the Universe. He has slumbered for eons, until six weeks ago.

He calls himself the Prophet, a man existing for one purpose: to find the sword called Lightbringer, the one who can wield it, and to preserve the safety of the universe from Dondargus' infinite rage if it were ever to be awoken.

Deep in the city of Atlantis he slept. He awoke to an empty shell of a city, deep within the Earth's crust. To humans' he appears as an old man, Grey haired and hunchbacked. During his slumber he has watched the world in his dreams, forever keeping an eye on Lightbringer, until it stopped moving from wielder to wielder.

Lightbringer was forged in the beginning of time, during the great battle that is said to have created our Universe. The last strike during it's forging is said to have been the Big Bang, and the turning point in the Long War.

It was hidden on Earth, and given to great men of power to wield. Hercules used it to slay the great Hydra, and Achilles bore it till his death. It passed from hero to hero, until it was finally laid to rest in Machu Picchu.

***

The Prophet rises from the stone table he had rest upon for countless centuries, his back aching as he puts his feet on the floor. In the enormous Great Hall of Atlantis, he awakens to find himself alone. He searches for his things, which he finds in a stone chest near the foot of his bed. He takes out a robe, slips it one over his underclothes, and heads to his staff leaning on the wall. It takes him minutes to reach it, for the hall is long and wide, and he is old. When he finally gains his staff back, he heads toward the hall doors, which tower hundreds of feet above him.

He comes out into a dead city of giant stone skyscrapers, which have never truthfully touched the sky. After traversing the dark city for a day, he reaches the one building he needs, the Gate Hall.

He enters, and views the stone gates that are connected to certain points of the Earth. He goes along them in a row, attempting to activate them. After ten he finally finds one that works. Inside he views a city unlike anything he has ever seen. It is filled with people, and bright lights along a street. He sees large objects moving over the ground. He remembers the last he went through this gate, thousands of years ago, when he was not required to sleep till the Awakening. It was desert as far as the eyes could.

He steps through the gate, to a changed world. He is blinded at first, from the casino lights, but he acclimates to it. Now his mission must finally begin, and the Wielder must be found. But first he must figure out how to get out of Las Vegas.

Two weeks later:
Alpha Centauri, One star system away from Earth.

Dondargus closes in on the closest habitable planet this side of the three stars of Alpha Centauri. As he gets closer, he witnesses the planet engulfed in warfare. He stops in the middle of space, attempting to determine who the inhabitants of this planet are.

He finally sees a huge battleship shooting at a space station in orbit around the planet. He swoops down into the fight. He does not even register on their radar, he is moving so fast.

He flies through the ship, dragging it's occupants into space through the hole he just created. He flies through other battleships with similar markings. He fills space with the bodies of the invading force and giant shrapnel left behind. Explosions fill the battle space.

A fighter flies by him, shooting rockets at him as it zooms past. The explosions don't even phase him. He flies closer to the ship, and overtakes it. He grabs the nose cone, and throws the ship at the bridge of an oncoming battleship.

The invasion force stops their attack on the planet and begins to focus on Dondargus. Lasers and rockets hit him, and do nothing. He continues his path of destruction, and the planets defenses join him in his attack. What once looked like a hopeless attempt has changed into a powerful offense against their attackers. As the battle begins to die down, the attackers send in their last ditch effort of ridding the galaxy of their nemesis.

A giant ship arrives out of hyperspace, with a huge cannon right in the middle. The ship is round, and rotates as it moves toward the planet. The cannon fires a blue stream of energy the width of a large moon toward the planet. Dondargus enters hyperspace toward the beam, attempting to get in front of it before it can enter the atmosphere. As the beam hits him, he absorbs the beams energy. The beam disappears as it hits him.

Green fire burns in his eyes as he floats there. He flies straight toward the middle of the cannon, and straight out the other side. The immense ship explodes, and sends waves of fire through space.

He flies toward the planet. A small battle cruiser flies toward him. A hole in the side of the ship opens for him. He is barely able to enter. The hole behind him closes, and a new ope in front of him opens. Inside stands men in uniform, the man with the thinning hair is the first to speak.

"So you are our savior? My what a sight you are. My name is Admiral Magar, thank you for-"

"Save your thanks. I am here for you to worship. If you do not comply, then I shall destroy you as I did your attackers."

The men stare at him.

"Of course we would worship our savior. The Emperor wishes to meet you. He would like to discuss our plans on conquering the closest star systems with you."

"I will meet your Emperor. Who was the invasion force I fought for you?"

"Those were Rebels. Half of our fleet is invading the closest star system, and the other 3/4 is scattered in our system. The planet you defended was one of nine inhabited world in our system. This planet is the smallest, and most insignificant, if truth must be told. But we must defend our territory, no matter how small and needless it may truly be. Come...well...we haven't had your name, my winged friend?"

"I am Dondargus."

"Let us go meet the Emperor, Dondargus. Accompany me to the bridge, my savior."

As Dondargus walks the hallways of this organized empire, he feels that he has finally found his followers, the ones he has always wanted. They wish to expand their empire, as does he.

To be continued...

[JinnSato]

Originally Posted by JinnSato

One of the big guys pulled out a knife (We'll call him Big Guy #1) and came at me. I dodged out the way and punched him in the face. The other guy (Big Guy 2) ran at me head first. I jumped over him. He crashed into the table behind him. Heh, idiot.

I noticed that the people at the bar hat caught on to this and were already getting pumped about a fight. What I didn't notice was that Guy #1 was up on his feet and was about to tackle me. And he did. I was on the ground they had both surrounded me and were beating the living crap out of me.

I saw the staff/cane a few feet in front of me. "Ssspader. Reach out and use my power to destroy these swine!"

That hypnotic feeling overwhelmed me again. I had no choice but to obey. I reached out and was about to grab it when. POW!!!!! I snapped out of it . And the big guys stopped to. I looked where the noise had come from to see Bud behind the bar with his shotgun in hand pointing at the ceiling.

"All right listen up you maggots!!!! Anymore grab arse in my bar and I'll blow holes in all of ya!" Bud screamed with his Scottish accent.

"All right old man we'll stop but you'll have yours. I swear it."


Bud points his gun at him. Him and his bodyguards leave. I get up and pick up the staff/cane. And walk over to the bar. I grab an empty seat.

"Hey Bud. Thanks for the save back there." I knew nobody could tell cause of the lack of light there. But I was hurt more than I was letting off.

"It's all right Ace. So what can I ya fer?"

"The usual, plus can you look at something for me."

"Of course I can. Hold on, let me get you your drink."

Bud was a cool guy. A bit hairy though. People joke around and say he's a ware wolf. Before owning the bar he was a cop. He quit after his partner died. He doesn't like to talk about it, but word is she bled to death by a neck wound. Looked like a dog had got to her.

It's 4:30 by the time Bud gets back to me. "So what did ya want me to look at Ace."

"This." I show him the staff/cane. His eyes widen at the site of it. Looks like I came to the right place.

"My god Ace!!! Do you know what this is!??"

"Well not really. What is it?"

"Give it here boy."

I handed it over to him without question. But the second he touched it I heard something. Couldn't tell what it was a first but it got louder. It was a high piched hum. It quickley went from an annoyance to pain. Unbarible pain.

"AHHH!!!!! Oh. God!!!!"

I drop the cane/staff befor he can get a hold of it. Then I hear his voice again.

"DO NOT LET THAT FILTHY HALF BREED TOUCH ME!!!!!!"

His voice rings through my head causing even more pain. I clamp my hand over my ears!!!

"ALRIGHT!!! HE WON"T TOUCH IT! JUST STOP!!!"

The ringing stopped. Bud and the other guys look at me in amazment.

"For the love of god Ace! I knew it was dangeruse."

"That filthy half breed knows not of what he speaks!"

I pick myself off the ground. My head still ringing. "I'm gonna go Bud."

"Ace take that thing to the church. For your sake."

"Yeah.... will do."

[JinnSato]

Originally Posted by JinnSato

"My god Ace!!! Do you know what this is!??"

"Well not really. What is it?"

"Give it here boy."

I handed it over to him without question. But the second he touched it I heard something. Couldn't tell what it was a first but it got louder. It was a high piched hum. It quickley went from an annoyance to pain. Unbarible pain.

"AHHH!!!!! Oh. God!!!!"

I drop the cane/staff befor he can get a hold of it. Then I hear his voice again.

"DO NOT LET THAT FILTHY HALF BREED TOUCH ME!!!!!!"

His voice rings through my head causing even more pain. I clamp my hand over my ears!!!

"ALRIGHT!!! HE WON"T TOUCH IT! JUST STOP!!!"

The ringing stopped. Bud and the other guys look at me in amazment.

"For the love of god Ace! I knew it was dangeruse."

"That filthy half breed knows not of what he speaks!"

I pick myself off the ground. My head still ringing. "I'm gonna go Bud."

"Ace take that thing to the church. For your sake."

"Yeah.... will do."

4:45 and I'm walking towards the church it's a few blocks away from the bar. I should get there by five. This'll give me time to ask questions.

"What the hell was that back there? Huh!?"

"I did not want to be touched by that filthy half breed."

"Who Bud? What are you talking about?"

"The ssstupidity of you mortalsss even amazesss me sometimesss...... The man was a Ware Wolf."

"Wha!? Really...... So thats what happened. I got another one for ya. Why don't I have those scares from the other night?"

"You heal while sssleep."

I have know idea why I was asking him this now. I guess with everything thats happened today I just can't take it anymore.

"Those monsters with the yellow eyes."

"That isss the massster lesss race known as the quigsss. They can take any ssshape or form asss long asss they kill the thing they turn into."

"The dead guy?"

"He isss one of the many acolytesss that guard me and make sssure I get to the human of my choice."

That was the kicker. I was chosen. But why?

"Why?"

"Becaussse your great grandfather fell so easssily into my grasssp. Why not the grandssson."

"What??"

There was no more time for questions. I'm at the church and it's 5:05. I can't help but to imagine that something bad is going to happen tonight.

[LibrarianThorne]

He walked throught he flames, embers still clinging to him in the vain hope of setting something alight. Smoke trailed behind him, and a sort of mad glee shone in his eyes. The assembled police officers, including the two newly arrived SWAT teams, could do little more than watch as he strode over to their superhero. Shoto reached down, and picked Blur up by the tattered remnants of his uniform. The American was on the verge of unconsciousness. "Listen to me, before your mind slips from you. You have given me the grandest fight in fifteen years, and so I will show you favor. Learn to fight, learn to win, and perhaps when I return to finish this you will live. If you neglect this, when next we meet, you will die."

He let go, the hero slipping out of his hand and falling to the ground. He turned around, and entered the fire again. After that, he was out of sight.

Paramedics and police officers rushed to the Blur while newly arrived firemen started their efforts on the blown open gas line. The air all around was a whirl of shrill sirens and the exclamations.

[JinnSato]

Originally Posted by JinnSato

4:45 and I'm walking towards the church it's a few blocks away from the bar. I should get there by five. This'll give me time to ask questions.

"What the hell was that back there? Huh!?"

"I did not want to be touched by that filthy half breed."

"Who Bud? What are you talking about?"

"The ssstupidity of you mortalsss even amazesss me sometimesss...... The man was a Ware Wolf."

"Wha!? Really...... So thats what happened. I got another one for ya. Why don't I have those scares from the other night?"

"You heal while sssleep."

I have know idea why I was asking him this now. I guess with everything thats happened today I just can't take it anymore.

"Those monsters with the yellow eyes."

"That isss the massster lesss race known as the quigsss. They can take any ssshape or form asss long asss they kill the thing they turn into."

"The dead guy?"

"He isss one of the many acolytesss that guard me and make sssure I get to the human of my choice."

That was the kicker. I was chosen. But why?

"Why?"

"Becaussse your great grandfather fell so easssily into my grasssp. Why not the grandssson."

"What??"

There was no more time for questions. I'm at the church and it's 5:05. I can't help but to imagine that something bad is going to happen tonight.

The church. Thing had to be more than a hundred years old. I can't belive that I'm coming back to this place. It brings back memories some good some bad. I take a deep breath and walk in the grounds.

"NO!!! Don't go any clossser!!!"

I wasn't going to respond. I've had enough of him. And if he's what I think he is than I gotta get this thing exorcised quick. I walked onto the church grounds and followed the path to the door. The closer I got the more it screamed. Ha! Looks like I'm gonna win this. I got to the door. I was about to open it when I heard that noise again. This time louder than ever.

I screamed in pain. Blackish looking snakes began to come out the staff and wrap them selfs around my hand. I couldn't let go. To make matters worse the staff was starting to burn my hand.

I continued to scream and the pain was beginning to make me black out. The door to the church opened. The father came out. But it wasn't just any father. It was mine.

"Ace!!! My god what are you doing!??"

I couldn't control myself. The pain was too much. I started to grow.... fangs. My eyes went blood shot and I couldn't speak. But I was talking.

"Back away from me old man!!!"

"Ace! Whats the matter with you? Let me help!"

That meant the world to me. But I through that chance away. I got up and my fist connected with his face. He was on the ground. And he wasn't getting up. I beggan to walk away.

As soon as I got off the grounds I was in control again. "WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT!??"

"I told you not to go into there."

"Ha ha ha! Well good for you cause you're not gonna have to worry about anything for a long time."

He started talking but I wasn't listening. I was going to the bridge. I was going to end this. It was 6:45 by the time I got there.

"Why are we here Ssspader??"

I didn't talk there was no need to say anything. I lifted the staff up and chunked it as hard as I could. It hit the water. And started to sink. It's over. I hope.

[Karem-Knight]

Lost Haven, Franco Zano’s pent house:

Franco Zano looked down on his city from his pent house, He was the most powerful crime lord in the city, Though he was only ahead by a mere $3million due to the Carlo family.

Franco had to meet Sonny Carlo tonight he was dreading it. He dispised the man, Sonny was the one who had his brother Nicky was killed.

Franco looked down on his city again.

“Nicky………”

Lost Haven, 1986:

Franco and Nicky Zano, two made men in the D’Anglino crime family, Franco now had a wife while Nicky just had his first child.

They both walked down the street, Franco and Nicky, They were called the “Zano brothers”. They did a lot of jobs together, closer then most brothers. They were soldiers of Sonny Genoese capo at the time, now arrested. Along with Luigi Gonbolo and Jackie “Faces”.

One day, Franco and Nicky walked down the street, Nicky was getting ready to go home and get his new baby son a crib; He talked to Frank down the way who was coming along.

“Oh man, Frankie, let me tell you, When you have kids your’re whole LIFE changes.”

“Nicky, I know you said. Jesus Christ, I’m thinking you want the whole ****ing city to know that.”

“But I mean it man, Trust me when you have little Franco Jr. You’ll be saying the same to me.”


“I think you’ve had to much to drink.”

“No, Not for me. I’m going to take care of Lil’ Joey.”

“Yeah I’ve always wanted to be called Uncle Frankie.”

“Yeah I know what you mean, Where did you say you parked the car?”

“About two blocks away. Why?”

“I’m just wondering.

It went silent for a moment.

“You know this whole war thing, us, Carlos, D’Cunos, Cusones, Vitis it’s got me a little worried.”

“Ah, Don’t worry about it, We haven’t done anything.”


“Yeah you’re right, Hey after we get the crib you think we can get a drink then head back?”


“Of course.”

“Great.”

Nicky said, a few minutes later they reached the car. They both got in.

10 minutes later:

Franco and Nicky parked a few blocks away from the baby store.

“Do you know where this place is?”

“Yeah right down there.”


Franco looked around they were near west Lost Haven, The Zanos owned mostly every thing here.

Franco saw a car circle round the block, Nicky walked slowly, eyeing the baby store.

“Nicky, Could we hurry it up a bit?”

“What’s the rush?”


“I don’t know I just want to get a drink quickly.”


“Relax, ok?”

“Yeah ok.”


It went silent again as they approached the baby store, All of a suddern the same car Franco was suspicious about backed up near them, the windows opened.

Franco stared at it, Getting ready with his gun in his pocket, Nicky then turned around the car pulled right next to both of them.

“HEY ZANO!”

“NICKY!”

Franco , All of a sudden Tec 9’s appeared from the car, Firing at Nicky’s body, Franco ducked trying to save his brother,

“ARGHHHHHHHH….”

Nicky screamed, Bullets engraved onto his stomach.

“****, Nicky just HOLD ON!”

“Fr--…Fran…kie….I….I ugh, Oh god……..help me…….pl.ease…”


“Nick, Just hold on!”

He could hear the voiced in the car going, “Come on we killed him let’s ****ing move it!”

Frankie stood up and got his gun out, With tears in his eyes,

“YOU ****ING ****S!”

He said firing bullets into the car, Doing nothing as it sped away. He ran towards his brother.

“Nick, Nicky PLEASE hold on!”

“Fr-fran..kie, PLE..EASE, F-f…ind…those…..bastards……..”

He said, Those were his lat words.

“Nicky! NICKY! PLEASE NO MAN DON’T ****ING GO, NO!”

A crowd soon gathered as Nicky hugged his brother while he died.

[Spike_x1]

Originally Posted by Spike_x1

Sitting in a smelly diner in Lost Haven, the man only by the names of Alex and the Survivor watched a television set situated on the wall behind the counter. On the screen was the news coverage of these two interesting combatants. One seemed to have such speed that it made even the Survivor look like a snail, and the other one was using martial arts that Alex thought would definitely give him a run for his money. "What a nice looking pair," he mumbled through a mouthful of his hotdog.

Wiping his mouth with a napkin, Alex absentmindedly made smalltalk with the pretty waitress who was serving him, while keeping a keen eye on the news footage.

While the Survivor curiously watched the fight on TV, in Chicago, a very slim trench coat-clad man watched the high speed fight live, and wished that he had popcorn to munch on when the exploding gas line erupted. From his place far behind the police barricade, among all of the other spectators, he whispered to himself, "Neato!"

After a few more moments, the fight seemed to die down as the Asian guy won and didn't even bother to finish off the kid dressed in the blue body-condom before walking away. "Copout," he scoffed as he turned around in disappointment and disappeared into the crowd.

Just as the shadowy figure was thinking that scoping out the new crop of post-humans wasn't nearly as much fun as he had hoped, he heard the familiar buzzing in his head as the secure frequency came in, annoying him as always. ~Codename: Psycho. Lyle has failed to apprehend the Survivor. He is being reassigned, as are you. Your work is Chicago is done. You are to take over Lyle's assignment in Lost Haven and capture Codename: Survivor.~

The monster known only to a handful of people on the planet as Psycho suddenly formed a mouth on his face of liquid metal and grinned maliciously. "Cool. I was wondering when my predecessor and I would get a chance to tussle."

[MST3K 4ever]

Dylan and Brenda enjoy the evening at the banquet but the reports of super-heroes still bothers him.

I am not sure what to make of these beings? on the one hand if I remain calm and under the radar I have nothing to worry about, but I know confrontation is inevitable.

Brenda slips her hand on top of his and says, "Hey you okay Dylan?"

Dylan is jolted back to reality and says, "Yes, yes I am."

Just then Harlen Millen introduces Dylan to make his speech accepting his position on the board of directors.

Brenda smiles at him and squeezes his hand.

Dylan looks at her and smiles as well.

[Cyrusbales]

As the day passed with people scurrying about, the Tome had given up a few of it’s secrets. Coiling darkened energies to my side that could prove useful. However the most fascinating element is the mention of a particular artefact. A ‘Staff’ of sorts. Bound with power from both heaven and hell. Perhaps this could prove useful in releasing these binds?

However the location is sketchy at best, which does not instil me with the greatest confidence for now. My presence here should stir things up somewhat. Especially now I’m undetectable from above or below, the frequenting of demons and angels should bring the whereabouts of this staff to my attention.

The smell….sulphur. Instantly I recognise it, drawing all my attention as my daytime retreat is invaded. Not something I didn’t expect to see however, the only element of surprise is the time it has taken for them to make their way to me.

Perching himself on top of the piles of stone and rubble that line the floor, sitting back in an attempt to exert his presence more so, sculpting it into a small throne using his thoughts alone.



“Well well well, what do we have here?”

[JinnSato]

Originally Posted by JinnSato

The church. Thing had to be more than a hundred years old. I can't belive that I'm coming back to this place. It brings back memories some good some bad. I take a deep breath and walk in the grounds.

"NO!!! Don't go any clossser!!!"

I wasn't going to respond. I've had enough of him. And if he's what I think he is than I gotta get this thing exorcised quick. I walked onto the church grounds and followed the path to the door. The closer I got the more it screamed. Ha! Looks like I'm gonna win this. I got to the door. I was about to open it when I heard that noise again. This time louder than ever.

I screamed in pain. Blackish looking snakes began to come out the staff and wrap them selfs around my hand. I couldn't let go. To make matters worse the staff was starting to burn my hand.

I continued to scream and the pain was beginning to make me black out. The door to the church opened. The father came out. But it wasn't just any father. It was mine.

"Ace!!! My god what are you doing!??"

I couldn't control myself. The pain was too much. I started to grow.... fangs. My eyes went blood shot and I couldn't speak. But I was talking.

"Back away from me old man!!!"

"Ace! Whats the matter with you? Let me help!"

That meant the world to me. But I through that chance away. I got up and my fist connected with his face. He was on the ground. And he wasn't getting up. I beggan to walk away.

As soon as I got off the grounds I was in control again. "WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT!??"

"I told you not to go into there."

"Ha ha ha! Well good for you cause you're not gonna have to worry about anything for a long time."

He started talking but I wasn't listening. I was going to the bridge. I was going to end this. It was 6:45 by the time I got there.

"Why are we here Ssspader??"

I didn't talk there was no need to say anything. I lifted the staff up and chunked it as hard as I could. It hit the water. And started to sink. It's over. I hope.

Looks like I was waking home. I didn't care though. I was exhausted plus It gave me time to think. It was 6:58. Oh god. I fell to my knees how could this be. I knew I threw it over the bridge. Why would it be here.

In front of me the staff was laying against the wall of a building. The street lights came on. It is know 6:59.

"Why? How??"

"You can never essscape me Ssspader."

It's 7:00. Instantly the staff started to vibrate and large snakes began to come out of it. But they stayed attached to the staff. The shot at me. There was no time to run they began to pull me towards the staff. I began to lose myself. I stopped struggling. I could see what I was doing but I couldn't control myself.

The snakes let go. I stood up and walked over to the staff. I picked it up and began to change. Pain surged through my entire body. I fell on my knees again.I screamed. Darkness began to come out of the staff and consumed my body.

It started to dissolve. When it was all gone I was different. My hair black black. My skin purplish color. I had horns! I had fangs. My shirt was gone. There was a strange insignia on my head. I looked down to see the staff was still in my hand giving off darkness and fire, but in small portions. But that wasn't the change I noticed. The biggest change was that All I could think about was bringing pain and suffering to others. I was filled with hatred.



Whats happening to me.