NationStates Jolt Archive

It happened again. Mike collapsed to the ground as the visions engulfed him once again. Everthing was in a strange, eerie grey blur. Yet somehow he could see everything sharper than he normally would. Besides seeing everything that was normally there, things that didn't belong were also present. Long arcs of what appeared to be curling electricity, ghastly figures of what appeared to be once human passed him by, not paying him any attention.

Mike was still connected to the real world, yet everything seemed so faint. His hearing and feeling still belonged to the physical realm. He could hear his friends yelling at him, shaking him in an attempt to wake him. But Mike merely lay there with a glazed over stare.

The 17 year old boy watched in horror as five of the ghastly figures approached him, looking directly into his eyes. He attempted to run, but he was formless, unable to move. The five figures moved to a position inches from Mike's vision, allowing him to see the disfigured forms up close. They all glared at him for a time before lowering to one knee in a deep bow.

Mike couldn't take it any longer. He began screamin wildly, even though he made no noise to the figures, his friends heard it well. Finally Mike awoke to the taste of blood in his mouth. He lay upon the sidewalk, surrounded by friends and spectators. For several minutes he merely sat there, recovering from the shock.

"What happened?"

"You passed out, then started screaming. Dude, are you ok?"

"Yeh, I think so. How long was I out?"

"About five minutes."

Mike thought that strange. Five minutes was about the time his vision had taken. Usually when you pass out, you have no sense of time, especially when you are dreaming. Getting to his feet, Mike looked around. He felt a little sick after the experience, but he wasn't about to let that worry him.

"I believe we have a movie to attend?"

"Yeh, you sure you're up to it?"

"Yes. Let's go."

Without another word Mike began leading the way towards the cinema, his friends not far behind.

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It was becoming more frequent. Mike would suddenly slip out of his world and back into the hazy grey world of deformed creatures. He had no idea what they wanted, but they scared the hell out of him. As if expecting something, the beings pointed to a nearby arc of energy. He couldn't be sure, but Mike thought they wanted him to touch it.

At first fear told him to stay away from it, yet the seemingly friendly nature of the creatures and his curiosity won the battle. Mike found himself able to stretch out and place his right hand into the flowing power. The power tingled through his fingers and he awoke with a jolt. Jenny noticed his jolt and smiled at him, assuming it was caused by the gory part of the movie.

Once he was over the initial shock, Mike noticed the tingling feeling was still in his hand. To his complete awe, Mike observed a sphere of blue energy surrounding his hand. Initial reaction caused him to fling his hand upwards, releasing the sphere into the roof. The sphere crashed into the roof with a loud electrical buzz. Within seconds the power was out and the sounds of disappointed customers filled cinema. Mike merely stared at his hand in wonder. Had anyone else seen him?

tag (looks neat, but how are we supposed to take part?)

The Allanean-looking man smiles as he observes Mike from the back row.

"Yes, boss. This is our man. "

Garan had been invited to spend the summer with one of his friends, an Allanean immigrant. He was at the movies with him. He hadn't seen the orb, but Garan sure did. He even saw who flung it. He decided not to mention anything about it. "I'll meet you at the front, I need to use the restroom."

Mike looked around the audience. It seemed as if everyone was staring at him, as if they had seen him unleash the orb of energy into the building. He couldn't take it, all the eyes watching him. Turning to the others he mentioned something about going to the tiolet before scrambling passed them and running out of the cinema.

Within seconds he was standing in front of a mirror, glaring at himself. What have I done? How did it happen?. Questions raced through Mike's mind as he began to splash water upon his face in an attempt to wake up out of some strange dream. He jolted again as he saw the faces of the creatures, grinning at him with mishaped jaws and too many teeth. Opening his eyes once again, Mike found himself lying against the mirror, barely standing. What was happening to him?

Tod Novamus was a special man. He was special because he could un-lock the power of the elements. It wasn always this way. He used to be a normal person. But then the government found him. They changed him. Into the ultimate weapon. At first he didnt feel different. But then he started blacking out. Then after a while he-subconsiuosly summoned orbs of energy into hs hands. They lingered for a few seconds, then they took off, ramming into something. First it was something small, like power-lines and T.V.s. But then they grew bigger. And stronger. They went from being small balls of nothingess to being balls of energy. It all happend sub-consiously too. When he was mad, the orbs of fire popped out. Burning all that was near. When he was sad, the orbs of rain came out, making the whole area near him enveloped in the mist. When he was happy, bals of electricity came out, re-juvinating all near by. He also had the ability to sense others like him. With his help, the government had used this others to create "The Corps of the Elements". the most top secret government entity. It was one night that he felt a strange blast of energy, stronger than any he had ever felt before.


Tod was walking int the park. His footsteps almost silent. his black suit was enveloped around him. His spikey blond hair was waving in the wind. The sky was clear like a glass table, the moon was almost full.
Tod could feel the change of the elements. He felt that they were being sucked away somehwere. He began to feel an emotion that seemed almost foreign to him no. Fear. He had never felt this much power being suckd into one place.Then suddenly a gigantic whoosh came from inside the city. Tod clenched his fists in pain, screaming. The pain was too great.
Then it was over. The other people in the park were staring at him. he didnt notice them. He just noticed that ge was the only one affected. That was the thing being the founder of the gifted. Only he could feel these things. He also noticed that not all of the power had been released. But from the bit he had, he could pinpoint the exact location of the outburst.

"Bill?"
"yeah Tod?" Came the almost robotic message from Tod's cellphone.
"I think i may have found a newly gifted one."
"Really? I didnt feel anything..."
"Hmmm... Well i felt it. and it was strong. Stronger than anything we have felt before. even more powerful than me."
"Wow man. Thats powerful!. So where is this new power?"
"I believe he's at the cinema."

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The nausea was growing stronger every time he had the visions. Every time he closed his eyes, Mike would see the faces of the strange creatures. They reached out to him, called him, yet there was no sound. Mike dunked his head into the basin, breaking himself out of the vision. He had to get out of there, it was too much to handle. Withdrawing his mobile, he quickly sent a message to his friends informing them he was going home due to sickness. Not waiting for a reply, he left.

The sky was dark all of a sudden. It was a bright day when they had gone into the cinema. He knew they weren't in there for that long, yet it was dark nonetheless. It looked like there was going to be a thunderstorm. Mike checked his watch, the handles were spinning in opposite directions. He wasn't sure why, but it didn't strike him as abnormal. He continued down the path, battling oncoming headaches.

OOC: Washibar, I don't mind you adding the whole elemental thing, but Mike's case is more than that. I think this will be very interesting though. :D

Assington Police Officer Pierce Broskin brought his cruiser to a stop outside of the movie theater to see nearly three hundred people yelling and screaming at the ticket booth, and inside he could see more people yelling at the security officers and workers who had begun an evacuation of the building after the power surge, which had caused a small wiring fire in the cinema.

Normally, only the fire department would respond to such an event, but due to the large crows, Pierce had been called in. Of course, as he arrived, he realized he was going to need a lot more. "Dispatch, unit 12-A-63, small fire at the Rotunds Cinema is turning into a large situation, requesting crowd control backup."

As dispatch came back to him, Pierce looked around, and noticed a seventeen your old wandering away. The kid, every few seconds, would seem to feint, and had already hit the ground a few times. No one was with him, which worried Pierce more, seeing as the seventeen year old was heading deep into a park. Where, if he were to pass out, no one would be able to help him. Picking pu the radio, Pierce dispatched that he was going code eight (investigating a possible medical situation), and began walking after the boy, hoping that he was simply high, or had been trampled in some way, and that he hadn't been shocked or burned by the fire.

As Pierce went after the boy, his partner, Tyr, stayed, and began trying to get the crowd to disperse.

OOC: Assington...you wouldn't happen to remember these two, would you? I hope you don't mind me using charactors already developed with ya, but somehow I doubted local law enforcement wouldn't get involved in a freak powerout in which people claim to have witnessed some sort of super being.

:D You're more than welcome to join in with Pierce. I'll use Tyr a bit, but he won't be a focus in this RP.

*Still waiting for some others to reply*

This one was far stronger. Mike fell to the ground and slammed his head against the footpath, yet that was the least of his concerns. The ghastly figures were now gone, yet there was another present. This figure appeared to be a perfectly normal human, too perfect. There wasn't a single flaw upon his handsome face, it scared Mike more than the others had.

It reached out and placed a finely carved hand around his arm, causing pain to immediately shoot through his entire right side. Mike attempted to batter the creature away, yet the pain was overwhelming, he couldn't fight it. The creature displayed a set of perfect teeth as it moved closer reaching for his other arm. Mike flung it back, landing in a stream of flowing energy.

As the pain raced through his body, all Mike could think about was making it stop, making the perfect man go away, making it all stop. Suddenly the figure's face contorted in rage. He reached for Mike's face but was disrupted by a brilliant eruption of flame shooting forth from Mike's torso. He was gone.

Mike awoke to rain falling upon his face, laying on his side, clutching his torso. Smoke rose of his still form and blood trickled down the side of his head. He kept telling himself they weren't real, yet the pain on his right side still lingered. His flesh smelt as if it had been burned. He was losing it.

Pierce had been following the kid for several minutes when, suddenly, he fell to the ground. Running forward, Pierce approached him, and, seeing that not only was he burned but bleeding, grimaced. "You alright?" he asked.

#tagged... (OOC: Assington, you wouldn't mind if I joined as someone right?)

OOC: 5CN, you're welcome to join.

IC: Mike could hear a voice asking about his health. He hadn't opened his eyes and wasn't quite sure if it was real. Slowly widening the gap between his eyelids, Mike noticed the uniform of a city cop. It took him several painful breaths before he could reply.

"I... don't..... know."

Mike could still feel the burn tearing into his nerves, spreading pain all throughout his body. He figured the next step was to examine his arm and see if there was anything to worry about. Although it definitely smelt and felt like it.

OOC: I'll let you describe the arm, seeing as you might want to have it be something...out of the ordinary.

Pierce quickly closed the few steps between them, and, kneeling down beside him, noticed the kid was seriously hurt. Looked like burns too...definitly hurt by the building fire. "Here, lie down, I'll get you some help." Pierce reached out, and, carefully avoiding his arm (which, Pierce could see, was where he'd probably been hit by some sort of electical chord, and then shocked), Pierce helped him lay down on the ground.

Whilst using his hand to stop one of the more major points of bleeding, Pierce used his other to grab his radio. "12-A-63 to dispatch, 12-A-63 to dispatch, I have a medical emergency at Louness Park, requesting an ambulance."

"Copy that 12-A-63, ambulance en route."

Pierce put the radio back in it's box on his belt, and then started using both hands to try to stop the bleeding. "Your gonna be fine...tell me, what's your name?"

Mike's head was beginning to clear and he was able to situp with the aid of Pierce. Slowly pulling the sleeve up his arm, Mike was horrified to see 3rd degree burns in the shape of a hand print scarred into his arm. Upon viewing it the pain seemed to intensify, making his vision blurry again.

"My name....? It's... Mi........"

Suddenly he was back in the grey world again. The perfect man was standing in front of him, that horrible grin present once again. This time both his hands were reaching for Mike's face, fingers curled as if they were outstretched claws. Mike screamed in stark horror as his mind raced, going over available options. He had done some strange stuff before, but he didn't know how. He couldn't move, the pain was too much. It was over, he had nowhere to go and the strange man was now inches from him.

Looking into those stone eyes, a surge of energy flowed through Mike, giving him the ability to scream and struggle away from his grasp. Although he didn't appear to be moving from his view, all those in reality were shocked by the desperation of Mike's screams as he flailed arms and lets at those nearby. Mike wished someone would protect him, anything at all.

Mere seconds before he was touched yet again, the ghoul like creatures appeared again. Several swarmed around him, their backs facing him as they watched the perfect creature. The nasty one screamed himself, but his was of frustration and seemed to rock the earth itself. However, this was no deterrant to Mike's protectors, who grew upright and circled his injured from even faster. Finally they released a wave of what seemed to be their very essence in all directions.

The power shot forth and launched the perfect man out of sight, Mike was sure that was not something one could recover from easily. Too concerned with the spirit like creatures to notice anything else, Mike was oblivious to the fact that the power wave had spawned into reality, unleashing destruction in the real world.

Within hours of the incident at the cinema, an older man sitting in an elaborate office summoned one of his better henchmen to him. The old man was gifted like Mike was, able to draw on supernatural energies & project them into the world as energy waves. He was a strong controller of this energy, but Mike seemed to have an even greater gift, even he had not been able to unleash energy at Mike's age, yet this boy was able to fire an enegry bolt into the roof of a cinema, destroying it... This had not pleased the old man... At this time, the door to the office opened...

"Mr. Darkwater... I have an assignment for you..."

Matthias Darkwater was a dark-looking man, clad in a pair of Levis with a black T-shirt that clung tightly to his powerful frame. A .40 caliber Glock handgun hung under each arm, a series of six clips hung on his belt along with a bone-handled buck knife, eight inches long. A tan trenchcoat covered his weaponry, concealing them from view...

"There is a young boy in Assinton, known as Mike. I want him dead..."

Darkwater nodded, then left the room. Within a day he was in Assington, within hours Mike's home town. The tracker had begun his hunt...

"WE NEED A DOCTOR OVER HERE!" Pierce said as he and the two medics rushed the boy into the hospital emergency room. From the looks of things, they weren't going to get one. The room was full of patients, with doctors, nurses, and paramedics all trying bustling about. Usually, only around thirty or so patients would be waiting like this. But nearly two hundred were in the room, and the entire medical staff had arrived.

Of course, this was to be expected. A state of emergency had been declared. And for good reason. As the boy had moaned, the ground had begun shaping, and momentarily Pierce had thought some magical powers were at work. Then, he realized not only the ground he was standing on, but the ground of the entire city was shaking. An earthquake. From the police radio in the ambulance, all Pierce had been able to learn was that it had been a 7 on the Ricter Scale, and that the entire city had been affected.

What had scared him was the fact that scientists were guessing the fault line of the earquake to have been in the park he was just in. He'd been lucky to survive...especially seeing as the fault had been unkown of.

Yet, despite the chaos in the room, somehow, Pierce and the boy got lucky. The head medical researcher (still a doctor, just not practicing as much as researching..except now) was just coming out of his office when they came in. He rushed over, and, seeing the extent of the burns, frowned. "What happened?"

"Cinena Electrical Fire. I think he was shocked...I don't know. Can you treat him?"

"Yea, I can." The doctor looked up from where he had been examining the teen's arm. "You two, get another stretcher, and tell dispatch your ready to go out again. We don't have time for you guys to be hanging around...every ambulance is currently out, and there are still two times as many calls coming in as calls being responded to. Go, now!" The medics both nodded, and ran out.

A nurse, seeing the commotion, ran over, and the three (Pierce had nowhere to go...why not stay in the hospital and help out?) began rushing the stretcher towards the hospitals Operating Rooms.

Darkwater wavered slightly as the ground shook... The old man had warned him about this kind of thing... He was to shoot Mike on sight, for his own safety as much as to fufil his employer's wishes. Matthias was no stranger to the feeling of that dark power buring at his flesh, nor did he enjoy the feeling.

He figured the most likely place to look would be the hospital, he'd get there from the cinema. The burning building was still a mess, mobs of people swarming around the site as paramedics & emergency workers worked to clear the site to evacuate trapped movie-goers. Darkwater slid the buck knife out of its sheath, them attacked a pair of paramedics loading a dying man into an ambulance. As the turned their backs to lock him in, Darkwater drove his blade into one man's throat. The other turned to see the source of the disturbance, but caught a quick left jab in the throat from Darkwater as the hunter pulled his knife free. He finished the man with a stab under the sternum.

The doors of the ambulance where closed, the compartment containing the patient was isloated from the driver. Matthias clicked on the microphone & told the driver to drive. He arrived at the hospital a scarce few minutes after he'd left the theature. The professional tracker exited the medical vehicle, leaving the dying man with his two dead caretakers.
The knife was wiped on one paramedic's white uniform, then returned to its sheath on Darkwater's snakeskin belt.

He entered the hospital, unchallenged... He had a few minutes before anyone found the bodies in the back of the ambulance. By then he'd be inside & away from the crime scene...

Mike was slowly regaining consciousness once again. Upon opening his eyes, he immediately noticed a doctor and nurse standing over him, they seems to be applying some sort of cream to his body, yet he didn't know why. Noise from unknown sources attacked his ears, filling his head with the random voices of a hospital. It was a few minutes before he finally realised he was in a hospital, although he couldn't imagine why.

"What.. am I doing here?"
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Tyr stood outside the hospital as he helped two injured kids out of his car. Apparently they had been at the cinema when the fire started and had attempted to leave but were hit by falling debris when the earthquake hit. Both suffered moderate cuts and bruises, one of them a concussion.

Tyr knew Pierce was in the hospital, but his priority was the injured kids.

"Dispatch to all units, repeat, all units, be advised, a state of emergency has been declared. Repeat, state of emergency now in effect....Any units in the area of the Dorsen Mall, looting reported..."

Pierce turned down his radio as the kid came around. "You got hurt in a fire at the cinema...look, you'll be alright....can you tell me your name?"

As Pierce spoke, the nurse continued applying some sort of cream whilst the doctor looked over some of the bleeding wounds.
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"Hey, you two, hurry the hell up back there! We have to get to another situat..." Ambulance Driver Don Chrislen stopped speaking as he looked into the back of the ambulance at the faces of his two dead comrades.

Running to the front of his car, he pulled out his radio. "Police dispatch, this is ambulance 338, I have paramedics down, repeat, paramedics down, suspect still in area. Requesting police backup."

"Copy that ambulance 338, what is your position?"

"I'm at the hospital. Get some people here quickly...I'm going to alert security." With that, Don dropped the radio, and ran inside. Upon reaching the front desk, he grabbed one of the bustling attendants. "Get security down here...some guy just killed both my ambulance paramedics. Looks like a knife!"

The man nodded, and, picking up a phone, contacted security. Six blocks from the hospital, the first police units received the call to respond. Pierce didn't hear it because his radio was off, but it came into Tyr loud and clear.

Darkwater was keenly aware of the sirens... He'd left no fingerprints or DNA evidence, but he didn't have a file in Assinton anyway. His knife was clean, free of blood & tissue. They wouldn't have anything on him even if they did see his knife.

The tracker systematically searched through the hospital, until he reached the emergency room. Matthias glanced at a picture of his target, lit it up with a Zippo lighter, then threw it in a nearby trashcan. No one was around, oddly enough. In a few moments, the fire alarms would go off & give him a chance to eliminate his target discretely...

Darkwater slipped into the emergency room...

Upon hearing his radio flare to life with word of two paramedics being downed, quickly helped the kids into the hospital and dumped them on the care of an strangely idle nurse as he ran toward the front desk. Slightly panting, the officer put on his professional tone.

"I heard you've got two medics down. Where can I find them?"
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"Mike. My name is Mike."

Knowing full well how the fire started, Mike decided to ask anyway in the vague hope that it wasn't him.

"How did this fire start?"

The conversation distracted Mike from the pull of unconsciousness, the pull of the strange figures. Although he was awake, he could feel them in the back of his mind, calling him.

Pierce frowned. "Were really not sure. But we think it might have been caused by a smaller earthquake just before the big one....the theater was almost totally destroyed by it."

As they talked, the doctor and nurse continued trying to stop the bleeding, and continued treating the burns.

Darkwater moved in, sliding past bustling nurses & busy doctors. His target came into view... Their eyes met. Matthias strode forward, rougly pushing the nurse out of the way. With a flash of stainless steel, he pulled his knife, settling the blade against Mike's throat for the kill as the protesting nurse struggled to her feet...

Mike's eyes widen as he watches the man draw a blade to his throat. Too sore to react in time, the boy shudders in fear as the cold steal comes into contact with his fragile skin. All he could think about was protection, he needed protection from this man with the blade.

During the panic of the moment, Mike hadn't noticed the figures were still calling him and now, he was calling them. In an explosion of force, 6 transparent beings formed into existence, all circling Mike as they floated within the air. Before the man with knife could act, all six figures pointed at him and unleashed another wave of destruction, sending the attack flying through the open door and out of the room.

Mike remained silent as the figures reached out to him, taking hold of his limbs. Their touch was not like the perfect man's, it didn't burn, yet it was slightly cold. To his amazement Mike began to float towards the door, away from the hospital.

Darkwater grunted as he picked himself up off of the floor... He'd had enough with being gentle. The knife went back into its sheath. Matthias resorted to his more noisy companions, his twin Glock handguns. His target began to float out of the room, and Darkwater leveled his weapons, lining up the lithium night-sights with Mike's prone body. He exhaled, then began to fire, a pair of shots from each weapon.

The pair of 5.7mm's holstered at the small of his back would deal with any law enforcement personnel who would surely interfere when he needed to reload his more potent .40 calibers...

Mike screamed as the bullets roared towards his floating body, unable to move out of the way. He shut his eyes in anticipation of the blow, waiting for he lead to pierce his flesh and release his vital blood. It didn't come. Mike opened his eyes to see one of the figures standing before him, a flat palm placed in front of the stationary bullets.

The form watched as the bullets fell to the floor, then gave Darkwater a menacing glare that was unseen in this world, conveying the pure spite for one that would attack his charge. Mike continued to float away, increasing speed, yet the lone figure remained still, watching Darkwater.

Darkwater narrowed his eyes... This would be interesting. He fired again, sending four rounds flying at the narrow walls of the hospital. Matthias could reasonably predict the angle of the ricochets, at least one of his rounds would hit... He fired a single shot at the forehead of the specter facing him...

'Might need some silver & maybe some ectoplasmic rounds... Lead don't seem to work...'

The tracker held his ground... Some ghost wasn't about to drive him off...

Three shots whizzed passed Mike's floating form, raising the level of panic within him. He still had no control of his movements and was relying on the protection of the strange creatures.

Mike let out a startled scream as a transparent hand shot infront of his face, halting inches from his nose. Upon opening his eyes, Mike discovered a bullet sitting within the transparent hand, pointed directly at him. The boy sighed as he finally floated around the corner and exited the hospital.
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The lone figure eyed Darkwater menacingly as he floated to the ground. He walked intently towards the attacker, clenching his transparent fists as he drew nearer. Finally he halted directly in front of his opponent, giving Darkwater a close up view of his disfigured face and the rage within it.

Placing a hand upon Darkwater's shoulder, for the first time in years he spoke.

"Stop."

OOC: Anyone is welcome to rp a character that is going through the same thing is Mike, it would make things even more interesting.

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OOC: Sorry about not responding for so long, internet troubles. Oh...and Assington, somehow I see your charactor going to need to help Darkwater here...

"DROP YOUR WEAPON!" Pierce yelled, using the now flipped operating table as cover as he pointed his weapon at the man. Pierce had been hit aside first by the ghosts, and then by the nurse, who, unike the doctor, hadn't only dived to take cover, but had dived at him.

As he pointed his weapon, two hospital security officers ran into the room.
Both immediatly pulled their guns (they were the two security cheifs, and therefore were armed...the rest of the security sqaud was outside with their nightsticks) and aimed them at the man. "Drop em, now!"

Darkwater smirked... Matthias mounthed the word 'No' as he put his Glocks away, then turned around with his hands held high... As soon as his hands reached their maximum extent, he sidestepped behind the bullet-proof ghost & reached into his coat, drawing a pair of 5.7mm Army AP's from the small of his back. The armor-piercing handguns came standard with twenty-round magazines, which came in handy in these kinds of situations...

Darkwater fired, spraying a shower of small-caliber rounds at the armed guards, using the ghost for cover as he layed down surpressing fire & made for the nearest exit...

OOC: That'd be nifty... I could send another hunter with an equally spiffy name after the other guy with Mike's powers...

OOC: Sounds good to me.

IC: Tyr burst through the hospital doors to find an armed man unleashing hell upon a few hospital guards. Cursing silently he withdrew two deagles and lined up his target. There was some sort of transparent figure behind the man, yet that wasn't hindering his sight at all. Forcing the breath out of his lungs, Tyr squeezed the triggers.
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Mike was now running across the street outside the hospital. The ghostly figures continued to surround him, pushing people out of the way as they moved. He didn't have any idea what was going on, just that a man wanted to shoot him and he had ghosts protecting him. Mike continued to run.

Tag :twisted:

As Darkwater began firing, the two guards jumped to the side in the hallway, using the walls as cover. Neither of them got any shots off, and as soon as they were out of his range of fire, they made for the nearest places where they could take cover.

As Darkwater exited the room, and Tyr began shooting at him, Pierce followed suit, only to find that this ghost or being was now blocking the doorway, and his line of fire.

Darkwater holstered the 5.7mm's. He'd lost his target, for now... It didn't matter... In the end, no-one escaped from Matthias Darkwater...

He exited the hospital, leaning against an ambulace as he waited for his target to re-appear...

Mike skidded to a frightened halt as he noticed the figure standing before him. It was the perfect figure he had seen in his visions, that completely flawless face that insighted fear into any that gazed upon it, standing directly in front of him.

The ghosts flared to life as they moved toward him, a blinding glow building up within them. Still, standing perfectly still, the evil figure didn't flinch at all as the others surrounded him. The light intensified until Mike couldn't see. Closing his eyes, the boy didn't see the shockwave of power released and was merely blown back into a wall, waiting for the light to fade.....

The ground shook... His target was close...

Darkwater moved slowly forward, slapping fresh magazines into his Glocks...

The light faded away, Mike looked up to see that perfect face grinning at him. The others ghosts were randomly scattered around the street, looks of anguish flowing across their faces. Before Mike could scramble away, the figure dove directly into him, plunging his transparent limbs into the boy's solid body.

Mike's jaw dropped to let out a scream, yet his lungs constricted and allowed nothing to escape as the searing pain shot into his torso and quickly spread throughout his body. The last thing Mike saw was that perfect, grinning face before he passed into an endless void.

BUMP. How about someone else post besides MS?

Pierce and the three other officers (Pierce had just deputized the two guards) ran outside of the hospital to see the suspect crouching behind an ambulance around twenty feet from them, aiming towards the boy, Mike, who was across the street.

Not waiting to give him the chance to fire, Pierce let off two shots from his pistol, and then took cover behind another ambulance. The two guards stayed in the doorway, using the walls as cover, whilst Tyr ran across the yard and took cover behind his and Pierce's patrol car.

Thirty yards from them, two police cars pulled into the hospital semi-circle, and, swerving, came to a stop. Four officers jumped from the vehicles, and, taking cover behind the cars, aimed their weapons at the ambulance the suspect was hiding behind.

OOC: I'm going to have serious police reinforcements come in by next post, unless someone thinks that's too quick a response.

OOC: I'm fine with it.

IC: Mike awoke to find the strange figure gone, but he could tell something was wrong. The other figures were also gone and Mike seemed to be alright, yet something nagged at the back of his mind. Getting to his feet without even willing himself to, Mike's mind screamed out in horror. He wasn't controlling his body!

Before he could work out what was going on, the answer entered his mind through a mental message.

"I have your body now, you are lucky to be alive, but at least you can watch all the fun I'll have with your body and the power it has."

Mike had never heard the voice of the perfect figure before, but there was no doubt in his mind that he had lost his body to the strange ghost. Several minutes of attempting to gain control did nothing, he was still trapped within the confines of his mind.

Gunfire could be heard just around the corner, probably to do with that man chasing him. Moving toward the noise, Mike could only imagine what was going to happen...

OOC: Bump for MS

Darkwater knelt, looking under the ambulance. He took careful aim at the gas tank of a nearby police cruiser, then squeezed the trigger. The explosion shook the gathered enforcement officers, allowing Darkwater to make his escape...

OOC: Too out-there for anyone?

OOC: I'm fine with that. Could you have Darkwater run into Mike again, things are a little different now... :D

BOOM

Pierce hit the deck, and rolled to see the police cruiser Tyr had been ducking behind suddenly rise around six feet in the air, before slamming back into the ground, in flames. Immediatly, the entire group of officers, as well as the two deputised security guards, mad their way over to the car. As they dragged Pierce (who, although unconscious, seemed in good condition) away from the flaming reck, they all realized exactly what type of expert they were after.

As the two guards and two of the later arriving officers carried Tyr back inside, Pierce and the remaining officers began making their way towards the ambulance, weapons raised. However, at that point, it was quite unnecesary. Even as the group of police cars and the single SWAT van drove into the hospital semi-circle, Pierce knew the truth.

And, as he rounded the ambulance, his suspicions were confirmed. The man was gone. Swearing, Pierce pocketed his weapon, and waved the approaching officers off. He grabbed his radio. "Dispatch, hospital suspect has taken off on foot, requesting aditional backup and searching units."

"Copy that."

The SWAT team, hearing the call, made their way into the hospital, along with around half the officers, made their way into the building to begin searching for the suspect. Simultaneously, the other group of officers got back into their cruisers, and headed out, hoping to find the suspect as he escaped.

Everyone knew that the chances of them catching such an expert were nill.

The explosion forced its way through the air as Mike rounded the corner, just in time to see the car launched off the ground and the officers scrambling to safety. This was of little consequence to him, there were other matters at hand, like the one hunting him.

The new occupant of Mike's body whilst not concerned for the well being of Mike, his body was another matter. The hired gun was not aware of the change in situation and would most likely be still attempting to destroy the body. Therefore, there was only one solution... he must die.

OOC: Is anyone interested in continuing this thread? If not, we shall let it waste away and I'll work on something else.

OOC: I'd like to, but we sorta need Mercenary Soldiers to respond in order to do so.

Perhaps an OOC thread recruitment would be in order? Or perhaps we should just abandon it, hoping he'll respond.

I'll send him a tg. I admit I can't see much of a future for this thread though, it was just something I came up with on the spot... ;)

Darkwater had vanished, the police looked everywhere...

He appeared again, directly behind Mike, or what looked like him...

The right-hand Glock came up, and fired, sending a .40 caliber bullet at the back of Mike's head...

As soon as the sound of the explosion within the barrel reached his ears, Mike called upon his abilities and took hold of the metallic projectile as it sat a few centimetres into the flesh upon his head. He could feel the pain of the bullet attempting to push at his skull, but that was not going to happen.

In an act of sheer will, the bullet was forced out of his skull and flung back, whizzing passed Darkwater, barely missing him. Mike spung around with a furious look in his eyes, eyes that were not his. The pure rage contorted his face as his glower finally settled upon Darkwater.

"I suggest you do not ever do that again, or you will not live to see the sunset."

The voice was obviously not Mike's as it carried an ominous tone that was far beyond his physical years.

As the gunshot went off, everyone on the street went scampering for cover, most of them screaming. As Darkwater and Mike spoke, a woman down the street pulled out her cell phone, and dialed a number most have memorized by age three.

"911 Emergency, ple..."

"I just heard a gunshot down the street, this guy was firing point blank into another mans head! You've got to send help!"

"Could you please tell me your location?"

"I'm on the corner of third and Dasman."

"Thank you sir. Please stay on the line. Dispatch to all units in the area of third and Dasman, shots fired, repeat, shots fired...."