"Rise of Legends" Heroes RPG Vol.1 IC Thread 2.0

[Lord Doom]

Alan slunks down the stairs of the apartment and back outside. He had come all this way for nothing. Or maybe not...

"Stephen, wait here for Suresh. I'm gonna hit the streets, but DON'T let him spot you. I don't want to alarm him by bringing any more strangers into his home. I want this to be just between Suresh and me."

"How am I suppossed to know what he looks like?"

"His father was from India. So look for an India," Alan replies as he walks off.

 

[Eddie Brock]

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I run after him and managed to block his path. He's not walking away without hearing what I have to say first.

"My dad may have wanted me to have a normal life, and I want that too, but it's not just about me anymore. No one with abilities like ours will be able to have a normal life if this company isn't stopped, and I want others like us to be able to have what we all want.... a normal life. That's why I am coming with you, or I'll go by myself. Either way I'm going after the company. With. Or without you. So what's it going to be?"

She's not going to stop. Neither am I. That means that one of us will have to yield, and I have the power in the situation - literally.

"Neither," I respond, my voice slipping into Eden's power - a power which I am all-too-familiar with by this point. Mind-control is so unethical, but so is what I plan to do to The Company. Once Nathan's death has been revenged, I will never abuse my powers like this again. "You're going to stay here and wait for my call. THEN, we will talk about this. Do nothing to interfere."

I watch as Claire tries to fight off the suggestion. It lasts less than a second, but it breaks my heart. She just wants to avenge her father's death - I respect that. But I'm afraid that if she sees what's coming, she'll stop liking me. Hell, I know that I don't particularly like myself at the moment.

So, as I turn to leave (again), I telepathically state, <I'm so sorry about this, Claire. I promise, I'm going to set it right. And then you and I can both move on.>

I don't know if she can even hear me. Something tells me that telepathy is not a two-way street. But nonetheless, I say it more for myself than her. The old Peter will come back.

But for what I'm about to do, I have to push all emotion aside.