NationStates Jolt Archive

OOC: There is cursing in this post, and most likly will be alot in this thread. I actually encourage cursing. But for those who take offense DO NOT READ THIS...I hate, hate mail. If you want to join just make either a mutant hunter Char., Mutant Char. or you can be the news media. If you choose to be the news media I kinda would like you to also have a hunter or mutant char. Also there are Mutant police, Special task force trained to eliminate mutants, you can be them to. NO INVENSABILITY you will be ignored if your char. is like a god or whatnot.


Thursday, March 14th...that what the papers said. On the front cover was the story that shocked the world, mutants Among Us, the headline read and people seemed to take a rather large intrest in this.

"So...mutants huh, thats what the call us."

A passerby remarked to himself as he read the headline from a newpaper in a bin. He proceded into the store the papers were infront of. He went toward the soda freezer and pulled out a coke then walked over to the cashier.

"Just this."

"Alright, man, $1.75 sir."

"Here's 2 bucks, I dont need the quarter...say did you here about the mutants?"

"Yeah, crazy lot of folk I say. This nation should gather them all up and shoot them on sight. They aint normal, ya'know? Freaks man...fucken freaks"

"...Not normal huh...hmm well yeah I would say that, but freaks is were I would draw the line."

The man took a sip of his coke and proceded to talk with the cashier, it was a slow day and in a small town so the cashier didn`t seem to bother wondering what he was still doin there.

"Now see the way I see it is that the mutants are just a higher race then humans."

"Naa man, that cant be true. Mutants may be powerful but we own the entire planet. All we gotta do is fucken shoot them man, just shoot them all. Hell I got a shotgun right here if one of those bastards try to get at me."

"Really, shoot them all...well shoot away."

The man jumped onto the counter and grabed the face of the cashier, his hand wrapped around the entire face and the cashier was struggling to gain at least one gasp of air.
The man began to talk again.

"See...man...Im a mutant, and I dont like the way you were talkin' bout us, so you know. The names Naki...but you wont need to really care sense you`ll be dead soon."

Naki's left arm began to punch the cashier rapidly in the gut then he dropped him. The cashier reached for somthing under the counter and Naki let him go for it. Naki watched the man pull out a shotgun and fire strait at him...the pellets flew slow motion it seemed toward Naki then suddenly hit the wall behind him. Naki was gone, vanished into nothingness. But with a puff of smoke he appeared again above the cashier and grabed the shotgun. A glow of light on the gun and Naki was gone again. The cashier stood up and realized the glow was still there on the gun where Naki had touched it. The gun began to be engulfed in this weird redish firy glow and suddenly it exploded blowing up, the cashier ran out of the store, his arm ripped off from the explosion. He was bleeding rapidly and the side of his face was ripped open as well. He began to yell but only blood spilled out of his mouth, a women passerby looked over then began to yell for a doctor and for somone to call 911. A puff of smoke again appeared, this time behind the women yelling for 911. The cashier looked and saw Naki hold a knife up ready to slit the womens throat. He tried to yell but again only blood spilled out and so he watched Naki grab the girl, place the knife to her thoat and laugh violently as the girl struggled with her legs kicking. Suddenly with one pull of the arm Naki slit the throat of the girl, blood sprayed out and the girl watched as her life spilled onto the streets and her legs kicked out once more then fell. The Cashier had by this time fell to the ground and begun to die himself and he cried one tear for the girl then closed his eyes to die.

Naki laughed and begin to walk away as several police cars drove up to him.

"STOP RIGHT THERE, DROP THE WEAPON."

"Alright, suppose you got me. I did it, im the murderer....but they aint gunna be the only people I kill today."

Naki faded away in a poof of smoke and he appeared behind the policeman standing, gun out, behind his car door. Naki jammed the knife into the policman's back then turned around, the policman infront of him, as the others began to shoot. The policman Naki held was hit by several bullets from his fellow officers and he slid down slowly, dead. Behind the cop Naki had once again dissapeared. The cops searched around with there eyes and saw nothing. The held there guns out and waited as suddenly one by one their cars flamed up in the same reddish type of flame that took over the shotgun in the store. The cars blew up and the cops were flung back.

The scene was grusome, near the body of the cashiere a cop lay, his guts sprawled on the ground. He was still alive and stuggling to pull his guts in but his breath drew short and he died with his handed inside his own body. A few cops lay burning, already dead, but a few were alive and twisting on the ground depratly trying to be clear of the flames which was pointless due to the fact they were also bleeding a high amount of blood. Naki let out a laugh again and stuck his knife into the body of a living cop, the cop twisted grusomly, he gurgled out blood and reached for his chest where the knife lay. He realized his arm was removed from the car explosion and so we began to kick out words between spats of blood.

"You...fucken...peice......of....shit."

His words began to be more silent and then the cop died.

Naki devilishly smiled and poof, he was gone.

Tachi walked toward a military base. He stood infront of the 10 foot tall fence standing above him. He laughed to himself then just walked through it. A guard watched this and reached for his radio, Tachi put his hand onto the ground and it went into it, his hand came out infront of the gaurd and pulled him into the ground slamming his face to the ground and drawing blood. He did this repeatativly until the guard stopped moving. He pulled his arm back and began walking toward the building. He walked through the building's walls without being noticed again. He ended up in the armory and began gathering guns. He strapped a row of M4A1 Rifles on his shoulders. He turned around and began to walk out the doors when two guards opened the doors, guns up. He smiled and melted into the ground, the M4's rested on the ground where Tachi melted into the ground. He came back up behind the guards and reached into them, he twisted his hand and the guards shook a bit then bled from the mouth and died. He grabed the guns on the ground and left the room. An alarm begin to ring and he knew his militia had begun the distraction. He ran off out of the armory and ended up at the front gates. He stole a truck by killing the driver, he drove into the gates and broke them down, leaving the base behind him. He curved the truck and a team of six or seven men got into the back, they grabbed the guns laying in the back and began loading them with ammo they had stole. One of the guys in the back laughed and instead of shooting at the pursuing guards he pulled out a taser. He shot the taser up and grabbed the electricity, he threw the bolt into the driver of the purusing car killing him instantly. The car swerved off and exploded after hitting a rock and flipping three times.

"Good job, alright lets get the fuck out of here."

OOC: I was wondering if someone could RP the electrical guy, also I wanted other people to join the militia, mutants and such."

Naki walked down the highway, he held in his hand a sword he stole from the small town he had just attacked. He was trying to get someone to stop but no-one would. He saw down the street a semi truck slowing to a stop for him. He got up and into the truck.

"Thanks man, where ya goin?"

"No where special, I got a delievery of some random crap for these idiotic stores. I'm kinda lost but oh well."

"Right I here ya, well just drop me off at the next town."

"Wells thats comin up, hey wait, I know where im goin now. Thats my exit. Sorry man, gotta get out the next towns like a few miles away. You can walk man."

"Naa I dont think I will, you know what, FUCK YOU MAN."

Naki grabbed the man and stuck the stolen sword into him. The trucker stopped the truck and Naki turned it off. He then opened the driver door and kicked the trucker out onto the ground. The Trucker spit blood out, he couldn`t move like he was paralyzed or somthing. Naki pulled the sword out and cleaned it with a peice of cloth he ripped off of the truckers shirt. He then pulled out a knife and stuck it into the truckers throat. He got into the truck and drove off leaving the trucker squirming on the ground despreatly trying to remove the knife from his throat as he gurggled blood out and died.

Bumpers

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ok well im trying to revive this after a few days of inactivity. So if you want to join somthing where you can be like a super powered being or somthing that hunts them join up. I really thing this will go good.

Terrence knocked on the white-washed door, which was promptly opened by Christian.

"Oh, hey Terry," she greeted her boyfriend, "What're ya doin' here?"

She was smiling, but Terrance was most certainly not, "Christian," he said, "I've gotta go somewhere, I just didn't want you to worry."

Christian, who knew well that when someone tells you not to worry is when you should be most worried, sighed. "So where are ya goin'?"

"I can't say right now," Terrence explained, "Someone's after me, and I gotta go away for a while."

"Oh, stop acting all heroic," moaned Christian, "you talk like I'm an innocent three-year-old."

"Please," said Terrence, "just--if you meet someone askin' about me, don't tell him anything about me. Pretend ya' never met me."

"What? Why, who's is it?"

Terrence was already walking away.
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Terrence drove down the highway in his godparents' old Volvo. A police car suddenly appeared behind him, roof-lights flashing. Ah, crap, thought Terrence, I wonder how good a license I could make up? The fourteen-year-old boy pulled neatly over to the side of the road. As the police car stoped behind him and a fat, female, caucasian officer came out, Terrence tried to remember what his godfather's driver's licence looked like.

He made a very similar one appear in his hand, but with information to suit him instead of his godfather. It was not real of course, but it looked realistic enough and hopefully the officer would not try to take it.

Five minutes later, the officer left Terrence alone, and both went their separate ways. She had believed in Terrence's forgery, and the boy-the mutant-had been allowed to go on. Terrence dissapated the hallucinated license and proceeded out-of-town.

News Report

There have been a series of murders earlier this week in Nebraska City, Nebraska that have been linked by to a Mutant who's name is unknown. He seemes to be making his way to Lincoln by Truck, one of the many things he stole by killing the owner. The truck driver was found on the side of the road, apprently hit by several cars befor a cop car drove up and found the body to be human. In the throat of the truck driver was a knife owned by the unknown Mutant.
"The mutant seems to be able to teleport."
Said a local of the town the mutant attacked earlier
"He could also blow shit up just by touchen it, it was insane man, like he killed everyone that was around him. Cept me I was hiden, man I almost crapped muhself when I saw him kill those cops by blowen their cars up."
Thats the latest on the mutant update, we`ll give you more news when we have. Good night

Nexlon had heard the news reports. He had read the papers. He had travled halfway around the world, just for a good hunt. Mutants...damn, man, mutants.

Nexlon was a legend in the bounty hunter world. Equipped with a powerful suit of next-gen armor that concealed and protected his body and packing the best weapons in the world, he had made a name for himself two and a half decades earlier as a professional assassian. Now, though, he made his money through mutant extermination-a booming industry at the moment.

Nexlon had hunted everywhere from Adamaria during the Xenos Flare incident to the freezing Russian tundra. Anything to kill these abomonations known as mutants. The weapons he carried were formidable-an experimental Molecular sword that could cut through just about anything not sheilded with 6 inches of concrete and steel, a large 454. Casull 'Raging Bull' automatic pistol, his own customized and compact 30 mm. anti-mutant cannon he affectionatly called Draco, and a pair of uzis. He was an unparalelled swordsman and well protected due to his armor, but that didn't mean he hadn't slowed down in the past twenty five years. Nowadays he preferred to take his victims out with his cannon instead of his blade. Still, any mutant who he came across would likely not escape alive.
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Nebraska City, Nebraska
Nexlon peered through his mask at the wreakage of the town as he walked on it's outskirts. Impressive for a single mutant. He knew that he would have to track the fugitive quickly and end this crisis with a single shot. First, though, he would have to find this bastard.

OCC:Nexlon's armor is similar to that of the Ninja from Metal Gear.

After his three-hour drive to the top of a small, obscure mountain, Terrence finally felt safe. He always felt safe here, actually. It was kind of his "safe zone."

He set up his tent, lit a fire, and opened his pack. It was a large backpack, green with a picture of a double-peaked mountain on the back. His grandfather, an avid hunter and outdoorsman, had given it to him.

As Terrence pulled out a six-pack of hot dogs and sharpened a stick with his Swiss army knife, Terrence reflected on his grandfather. Grandpa Ruthford had been a strong, healthy eighty-year-old till a few years before his death. He was, all around, a "macho man" and had always wanted Terrence to be the same. Ruthford had often taken him out deer hunting on weekends during hunting season, as well as canoeing, camping, and a dozen other similar activities. Thank God for that, thought Terrence, contemplating his knife and stick thouroughly, because these hot dogs certainly aren't going to last forever.

Grandpa Ruthford had fought in the Pacific theatre for the United States during World War II. Grandpa would often try to tell people that he had been one of the soldiers in that famous painting of Americans raising their flags at Iwo Jima. Nobody believed him there, but Terrence did not doubt that his mother's father had been to that bloody island battle. During the war, Grandpa had lost his left leg in battle, but he always had worn his ivory peg-leg replacement as something of a badge of honour, and it never stopped him from exerting himself.

Terrence roasted his meat-like food and hoped that no one would find him here.

Lincoln, Nebraska

Naki walked into a convence store in downtown Lincoln. He did the same thing at Nebraska city, started a conversation with the cashier and began talking about mutants and such. This time though he restrand himself and walked away when the cashier started talking bad about mutants. As he left and flipped the guy off then laughed. The money he gave the guy blew up in the register leaving the cashier blind as peices of the register wedged into his eye sockets. The cashier fell back and slammed his hand onto the emergency button under his desk. The cops became alerted but thought it was only a robery. Somthing people got away with nowadays due to the slow reaction of cops. This was no different and the cops payed a slight attention to the call but ignored it mostly. A cop on his rounds by the store checked in and found the cashier on the ground. He reached for his radio and grabbed Naki's hand. Naki wrapped his fingers around the cops wrist and jammed the sword he had into the cops back. He reached for the gun and the cop, bleeding and choking on air, grabbed pepper spray which he used to no avail. Naki faded into a puff of smoke then reapperd slamming his boot covered foot onto the cops face. He took the gun and left the cashier screaming in pain on the floor.

"How the fuck do you drive this."

Naki said as he jumped into the cops squad car and searched for the keys, he knew how to drive it but by saying it, it made him feel in some way human. He was a bit forgetful, infact he had very short memory. Before his powers came in he was heavy into weed, or a pothead as everyone called him and his 'group'. Once his powers came in he killed everyone that fucked with him, something officials labled as a school shooting where they killed a couple of boys and said they did it. Simply by planting guns and taking pictures everyone believed them.

Naki started the car up and begin to drive off when other cops arrived, sirens on. Naki saw across the street that someone was on the cell phone, quick to the gun he thought that that person called the cops. He jumped out of the car, the door was open anyway so it wasn`t that hard. He poofed into his little cloud of smoke and appeared infront of the cell phone carrier person, he looked pissed.

"Well you just fucked this city."

Naki shot the man in the head and left him on the ground dead, he picked up the phone and yelled "Fuck you." into it then slammed it into the ground. He turned to face the cops comming at him.

"Well...well. Its fucken party time bitchs."

{ooc: ya know...im actually from Lincoln...so im picturing the exact place this is all happening. Somehow I find it funny. God I hate Nebraska...god I hate Lincoln.}

Nexlon was speeding quickly in the police cruiser he had swiped from the Nebraska City Police Department, listening to the reports flow through the radio.

"We have a disturbence in downtown Lincoln."

"Shit! Jesus, what happened to Riley?!"

"Calling all officers! Calling All officers! The Perp may be the same Mutant from Nebraska City! Use extreme caution!"

Nexlon didn't need to listen any longer. He knew his destination; he just hoped he could get there before the Mutant killed everyone and slipped away.

The monkey he gave the guy blew up in the register leaving the cashier blind as peices of the register wedged into his eye sockets.
Lol. Misspelling things can be fun!:D

Lol. Misspelling things can be fun!:D

What? I've always assumed primates were a legitimate form of currency myself.

Tee Hee.

What? I've always assumed primates were a legitimate form of currency myself.

Tee Hee.

well I am in nebraska...and monkeys blow up all the time...right?

well I am in nebraska...and monkeys blow up all the time...right?

I would hope so...otherwise mine was just a strange occurance.

"Open Fire, this thing ain't gunna stop."

"Crap get out of there...where did it go...AAAHHHH."

"I cant see anything, its moving to fast."

"Get back...Danes...DANES....DANES DO YOU FUCKEN COPY....oh shit."

The police radio's rattled on like this for what seemed like the entire day. Naki was ravaging the force and leaving no trace of living humans behind as he made his way down toward the capital building. Even civilians wernt safe, which became obvious when Naki sliced the head of a civilian and jammed the sword into the carriage the civilian was walking. A small cry from a baby then nothing else as Naki went on killing. Naki was out of control but it seemed there was no way to stop him, he had occasianally stopped inside a cleared out building to rest, he had been shot a few times but nothing critical. He teleported ontop of a large building, his teleportation radius seemed to get smaller with each bullet he got hit by, to rest and check out the area.

"damn...this is going to get tough, I should just rest here for now. I'll finish up when these are healed up."

Naki pulled out a metal shaving he picked up from one of the cars he blew up in Nebraska city, he jammed it into his wounds and pulled out the slugs one by one.

Naki looked out over the edge of the roof, he saw cop cars driving around as well as a few SWAT vans. Ambulances had stopped and picked up the many people he left dead and wounded on the ground and some of the bodies were piled up in the streets to be carried out later. The Mutant human war would begin soon and Naki would be the ring leader...this is what he thought, a famous warrior in the eyes of mutants everywhere, he would souly be responsible for starting the war and ridding the world of these humans who so angrly tried to kill his people. He concidered himself the mutant emporer and nothing...no one could touch him.

He layed agenst the roof wall for an hour or so and listened to the cop cars run around with there sirens on. No one was really trying to find him, they were all afraid, at least thats what he thought. He heard storied from people about mutant hunters, one in particular, some one named Nexlon. It was basicly a myth but he chose to believe them sense he himself was concidered a myth for awhile. Nexlon sounded like some one Naki could get into a good fight with, but being arragent thoght he could easly kill without trying much. Naki, though, needed a new weapon. The sword he carried had been dulled down and almost broken at the tip. He placed the handle of the sword into his left hand and, seeing a cop car coming down the street, threw it like a javlen. He saw the blade slice into the window, the car spun out of control and slammed into a building. People scrambled out some of them bleeding from cuts recieved by flying glass.

"Well screw this city."

Naki said to himself, nothing big was happening anyway so he scanned the area for anything he could steal.

"well well well...what do we have here. An airport, just what im looking for. Hope I can fly though. Last I tried to fly, some idiots pushed me...but they crashed in some field so fuck 'em. Wait...who the hell am I talking to, damn I gotta stop doing that."

Naki poofed away to the roof of another building and continued to do so until he ended up on the ground. He began walking toward the direction of where he thought the airport was, all he saw really were planes lowering under his line of sight, they could have been landing at an airport or even a miitary base. As he walked be noticed a weapons store. Convenient he thought and he went in. The store manager looked up from a newspaper he was reading.

"...'ey mack...watcha lookin fo?"

"Not much man, just maybe a blade or somthin."

"Oh we got some nice blades...come here, think I got somthing special for ya."

The man pulled out a few cloth wrappings, inside were some beautiful swords, but Naki had done off with sword.

"Sorry, how about knifes, swords just aint my thing anymore. I liked them for awhile but they are hard to carry secretly ya know."

"Whatcha mean, you like a killer or somthin?"

"Hmm..I would go with somthin."

Naki slammed the mans face into the counter and it broke through the glass. Naki's hand grasped the mans hair and he pulled the guy up then slammed it down again three more times. The man fell back dead with peices of glass in his face. He sat on the ground with a shocked expression on his face.

"Well...aint'cha lucky day man."

Naki jumped the counter and began looking for knifes, he located a few buck knife size switchblades that he took and pocketed then he took a few of the small, bushido, samuri swords. He placed two of them to a belt he found in the store and the rest he placed in a long loose trench coat he took from the man at the counter. The coat almost touched the ground but it seemed to fit Naki well. Inside the coat were small pockets and a few straped to hold items, the man had already placed a few knifes in the pockets, good ones to like professional throwing knifes. Naki continued to search through the store, looking for more weapons.

OOC: Im trying to wait for the hunter to get here...so im kinda stalling Naki ^.^

Akre sat back in his recliner, the TV was on mute as it showed the images of a wealthy man who had passed away due to a heart attack, he smiled before getting up to grab himself a drink and pulling out a ciggerette, there was a quiet knock at the door, Akre placed the objects on a counter before opening the door on it's chain, a nervous man stood in the hallway looking around, "oh hey Simmons, that's $2,000 you owe me for the old man." Akre motioned for the cash to be handed over.

Simmons grinned and placed a wad of cash into the Russians' hands, "you sure there's no trace back to me?" He asked nerviously staring at the intimidating figure, Akre shook his head, only one man had ever been traced from his assassinations, and he deserved it, "well, in which case can I just tell you somthing?" Akre leaned closer to hear what the man had to say, just as his head passed the door hundreds of gunmen pointed shotguns with trigger happy hands, Akre dropped his ciggy and ran toward the window, finding little difficulty in smashing through the thin glass, he glided down a few floors before landing safely on the balcony of his second floor appartment.

FBI Agent Simmons looked down the tower block and smiled, one less mutant, he looked over at the TV and took his foot to the electronic marvelment, his foot went through the electrics and into the carefully contained container of Anthrax which flew suddenly about the room, Akre looked up from the street and smiled, the decon-boys would get that.

"No, I donno where he went. Just showed up yesterday and said-," Christian heard a loud scream from the sword store across the street, "Hang on, Judy, just gotta do something." Christian put down her cell phone and walked outside. She threw a rock into the open door of the shop. "WILL YOU SHUT UP OVER THERE?" she yelled. Honestly, she thought, sometimes I wonder if that crazy guy in the store over there isn't some sort of Dr. Jackel Mr. Hayde guy, all those noises he makes.

OOC:The store she threw the rock at is the same one that the genocidal mutant is robbing.

Naki looked over his shoulder. A rock throwen by some civilian had distubed his looting, he wasn`t about to go all insano on the person just kinda a simple knife forced into the chest would do. Naki flipped out a throwing knife in one hand and a long sword in the other, he threw the sword into the store window, somthing that was covered in a black paint, and shattered it. He then took a quick aim and threw his knife a Christian. The blade spun in the air and found a missed mark an inch into the brick of the building behind Christian.

"Damn a miss...hmm maybe I can play this off, NEXT TIME THAT'LL BE YOU HEAD..."

Naki yelled then began his looting once more.

The town was a ruin. Building were rubble, men were dead, and the streets were nearly deserted as Nexlon drove down the road, stopping just outside the center of town. There was no sense in charging in like a maniac. He quickly scaled a tall apartment complex overlooking the city and set up his cannon, checking the surrounding area for any activity. Barely any. It was time to resort to other measures.

Luckily Nexlon had an old friend at NASA who had access to a rather special sattilate that could scan any area for extreme human mutations and pinpoint their exact location. A fancy peice of technolegy, but not always accurate. Nexlon had been led to albinos and midgets more than once. Still, it had a good deal of use, especiall in these situations.

Nexlon waited patiantly as the PDA inside his suit started scanning. There, a hit. 700 meters north-northeast. Easily reachable with his level of elevation and cannon range. He peered through the scope of the 30. mm to view a sword shop; he caught a glimmer of what seemed to be a thrown knife being ejected from the store. That's him all right.

Nexlon turned to the large ammo case to his left and carefully picked out a red shell the size of a housecat that read Formula #5:Napalm Scattershot. Handle with Caution. This was probably overkill, but there was no reason to take chances. He loaded the huge shell into the cannon and took careful aim. His finger eased on the trigger...

BOOM!

The giant shell flew into the air and sped towards the sword shop. In a few seconds it would impact and send napalm and anything else that got in it's way sky high.

"hey did you hear about that naki guy"
"yah he thinks hes bad ass"
"yah kind of cokey if you ask me"
"yah but hes strong enuf to be coky"
"well hes still not as strong as are leader"
what are you talking abot are LEADER can only walk through walls naki can blow stuff up"
"yah"
"yah its sweet"
"so i bet he has to lug around weapons are leader is so fast"
"dude naki can teleport"
"well if you like him so much why dont you join him"
"cuz hed probly kill me"
"what ever"
tachi walks into the room. sits down "so what you guys talking about"
"nothing sir just random chater"
"no i dont think so you guys where talking about something else"
"no sir"
tachi hits a soldier in the face
"so what where you assholes talking about behind my fucking back"
"naki sir hes the greatest mutant to walk the earth"
tachi has the soldier stand up. walks up to the soldier. wispers in to his ear. him and the soldier walk out side of the truck for a while
"so who is this naki"
"alot beter then your pussy ass"
"is that so"
"yes sir"
Tachi pulls out a gernade and pulls the pin.he smiles mockingly.then shoves the gernade into the soldiers stomach.
"well when you see him in hell say hi for me"
Tachi walks back to the trucks cab and starts to drive all the soldiers in the back can hear is the explosion.

OOC: It seems like this is going pretty slow, so I hope you don't mind if I pop in.

IC: Breaking News"This just in from our reporter, David Bromman. Dave what's it like out there?" "Well Charles, it's utter chaos, quite frightening in fact. In my four hours of being here I've seen more destruction that you would believe." "Dave, did you see anything while it happened?" "Funny you should say that, actually no, however the damage done has shocked me to the core... Several Police officers have been killed and with so few around these parts the loses are taken heavily.. It's scary to think that a couple of freaks could do this, please take caution... Good night and that's the news, now to Carmen with the weather."

*Ping*. The TV flicked off in the small dark office.
"You see this shit? You SEE THIS? This is what we deal with every day of our investigation." The man in his late forties wore a dark suit and a pair of sunglasses, although they were inside. You could say he fit the picture of a spy, although in reality he had shitty job at the desk. His authority made up for what he didn't do in the field.
"Well Bob, I did see that, and I don't see what's so bad? Let the public stay ignorant about the true threat, they say it's bliss ya' know?"
"Dick, you don't get it.. You don't fucking get it.." Bob took a deep breath. He smoothed some creases on his suit and adjusted his glasses as well. "Look, just take a seat." They both sat at the table, Dick hardly noticed the other people doing work around them, but everything is weirder in a glass office. "I've got to file a report, I need information, not this shit we get on the local news from Nebraska for god's sake.. I need someone in the field, we need live test subjects Dick, and I can't do this anymore.. The President needs to know if this is a real and true threat, not some rogue commies running amuck in backwoods America." Bob flicked on his computer and pulled up Google. He searched for "mutants+attacks". Over 10 million hits. He flipped the monitor so Dick could see, "Yeah, Dick, that's all a piece
of shit, not one piece of real information on that."

Dick sat there, absorbing it all in. "You know, my name card says Richard, I really hate being called Dick." He waited for a response from Bob, as he got none he was faltered. He didn't plan much past that; in his early twenties, he didn't really think planning was necessary. "*Ahem*, right... So, you want me to do field research? I was just familiarizing myself with the case, that doesn't mean I want to go interview some freak that can make me explode if I ask the wrong question!" Bob, behind his glasses may have showed some pity, some shred of humanity, but years on the service had taught him one thing, don't show weakness.
"This is out of your hands; you're leaving for Nebraska by helicopter with a dispatch of the 1st Special Ops Division, some of the best troops we can spare with all the other shit goin' on now." Bob almost felt sorry for the kid; after all, he was pretty much fucked now..

The explosion was a sudden shock, it flew at Naki and began pushing him back with shockwaves until the flames began to overtake the building. Naki teleported away in fear as the fire engulfed his former position behind the counter. He stood across the street outside the building in amazment.

"Wow fire, cant get enough of it."

Naki turned and noticed everyone saw what he had just done, they all now knew he was a mutant. Not only that but the mutant who can teleport, the one who just killed all those people, the one who was also injured and they could all see the blood from his wounds. The people looked angrly at him and he seemed to go into a panic.

"Oh...oh no I didn`t do this. Umm it wasn`t me guys, ya gotta believe me. I dont know how I got here, I dont know whats going on. Just leave me alone...just leave me the fuck alone."

Naki began to back up, almost forgetting of his powers. He was scared and the people were closing in on him without fear themselfs.

"damnit you people should be afraid of me, GOD DAMNIT FEAR ME NOW."

Naki tried to teleports away in his poof of smoke but nothing was happening, he tried despretly to move his hand into one of the coat pockets and pull out a throwing knife, but he was shocked with fear and paralyzed. His eyes shut tight and suddenly the smoke that teleported him around shot out of his body like a mist surrounding the entire area. From beyond the small block he was at it seemed a large purplish cloud had lowered down and engulfed the block, nothing could be seen inside and Naki just looked in amazment at the seen. He had no idea he could do this, and if he could do somthing like this, he thought, he could maybe bend his other power as well.

Naki made a fist with his left hand and concentrated hard, the hand began to glow redishly and Naki knew what would happen when he collided his fist into any object. Naki flew forward and his fist met the face of some random observer. The person's face was blowen apart and the guy flew back around 40 feet before skidding across the ground. Naki laughed maniacly and began to masacre everyone in the crowd. He knew no one would enter his little 'Zone' if they heard screams coming from it, the people were in a panic and trying to find there way out of the cloud. Naki in the meantime was killing them all off quickly, anyone on the ground level would be killed if he found them. He was slamming his left fist into the ground and peices of cement would fly up into buildings, people would go up to due to the shockwaves from the slight explosion that ensued when his fist touched anything or anyone. People were now by this time running out of the cloud, some missing peices of there body, arms, legs, some missing chucks of skin from their bodies. It was a sickning sight to see, very grusom.

"DIE DIE, EVERYONE DIE...PAYBACKS A BITCH AIN'T IT."

Naki pulled out a knife in his right hand and switched it out, he began slashing violently into people allowing them enough life to escape the area and die later on painfully slowly. Naki finally stopped and faded away into his cloud, as soon as he faded away the cloud followed. He had unlocked the entire of his powers, somthing few mutants had done, the ones that had were usually fighting for the good side. Naki had his own side and was now already at the airport inside a plane toward Washington D.C. soon the world would here about him, everyone would know he exsisted.

Behind naki lay a note spelling in blood.
I know who you are
I know what your after
Now you see it wont be easy

Nexlon paused and admired his handiwork; the swordshop exploded spectaculary, Napalm spewing in every direction. Nothing could survive that explosion. No. Something was wrong. Where did that person come from? A man suddenly appeared outside the huge fire as pedestrians started to creep out of surrounding buildings.

No.

A huge purple cloud suddenly dropped from the sky and engulfed the entire block. Nexlon's weapon systems couldn't even begin to peirce the darkness, and there was no point in firing another cannon shell with all those pedestrians. He sighed and packed up the cannon, slinging it's case on his back. The cloud started to drift away, leaving behind piles of dead bodies and gallons of blood. This was no ordinary mutant. Nothing like he had seen in Adamaria. This one was fast. Very fast.

Nexlon read Naki's message carefully and noticed the cloud moving towards the airport. There wasn't much use in tracking the mutant all the way down now; his only chance was to shoot down any plane that took off. Keep the bastard grounded, and close in quickly. Nexlon quickly unpacked his cannon and loaded another shell that read Formua #2: Electrical Spreadshot. This type of round could easily take down the largest airplane, and was accurate enough to nail a smaller, faster jet. He took up his position on top of another tall building and waited for his shot.

Kailen looked around himself watching for someone or something to appear. He had been in this bar for three hours now. He was waiting for a man who said he could hook him up with military base designs. He looked to be a young man in his early twenties with long black hair and fire red eyes standing at 6'0. His tan skin was flawless without hardly a blemish or a line. He exuded an air of strength and power. The men in the bar shifted uncomfortably when his eyes left his glass of beer. He smiled as he saw the man he had been waiting for enter the bar and he stood up in a quick motion making one trucker near him yelp. The short stocky balding man walked over to him and nodded nervously looking around himself. It was then that Kailen chose to spoke, "Sit your ass down and calm down we are alone here. Now hand over the plans." The bald man nodded handing him the plans as Kailen kicked a duffel bag over to him.

He stood up and looked around and gulped down the last of his beer. He walked out of the bar while his black duster blew in the oncoming wind. He looked around as twenty police men were standing there with their guns raised to him. Apparently someone tipped them off to his location he thought probably that damn cowardly DoD contracter. He smiled as he lit up a cigar and took a draw. He said, "Now what seems to be the problem officers?" One of them spat back an aorder at him, "Get down and put your hands behind your back!"

He smiled and as he raised his arms his duster flew off and great white wings expanded from his back while four foot blades popped out of each of his forearms. His wings flexed as they shot out feathers into ten of the police men paralysing them almost instantly. Before they could even yelp in anger he moved forward at dizzying speeds cutting with his blades and delivering bonecrushing punches and kicks. He began to turn as he knocked the last officer out when one of the first cops stood up with shotgun in hand and fired a slug right into his back blowing out chunks of his wings and parts of his back. With blood and gore everywhere he hit the ground hard. But seconds later he stood up his body already healing itself but before the cop could fire off another round he sliced the gun clean in two. And with no restraint of force he punched the cop in the face as he heard cartilage and bones snap.

As he walked away his wings and back finished healing and he took flight into the air towards that military base which held so many mutants hostage. He laughed as he took flight. He was now wearing his military grade black body armor which he reminded himself he would have to change as soon as he got a chance. As he took spins and dives in the air he flew forward at amazing speeds getting ever closer to his target.

Naki held a knife up to the pilots throat.

"Dont move, you know what'll happend if you move."

The pilot held still and blinks a few times. He staggered his eyes back and forth looking at a mirror to see what Naki was doing. Naki squinted his eyes and examined the ouwside through the cockpit's window. He threw the pilot into his chair and told his to fly the damn thing to where it was suppose to go, the pilot started it up and flew towards New York. Naki sat in the co-pilot chair and watched as the dark cloud that absorbed him disappeared into the sky and completly vanished. Naki sat back tired, he took out a cloth and began to wipe his wounds. He looked around and waited for the plane to arrive at its destination.

"Screw fighting that guy, i`ll need to wait."

soldier:"so i hear where heading for new york"
soldier:"yah boss is going to liberate a hole prison filled with mutants there.will be so power full"
Tachi pulls into a gas station. theres a sherife car parked in front of the gas station.
sherife:"hey you seen the news"
cashier:"yah that mutant in nebraska"
sherife:"yah pretty stupid huh up in new york they got a squad made for cathen them but those stupid hicks dont have the sense to even prepair for the danm mutants"
cashier:"can i help you sir"
tachi:"yah pump three"
cashier:"thirty four fifty sir"
tachi hands him a hundred and a snikers bar
tachi:"keep the change"
cashier:"thanks alot man"
the sherif puts his hand on tachis sholder.
sherife:"hay where did you get that truck you got out there"
tachi smiles and says in proud happy voice
tachi:"my grand day gave it to me"
sherife:"thats funny cuz thats a prety resent model of MILITARY TRUCK!"
tachi:"yah he won it in an auction"
sherife:"ok?"
tachi walks back out to the truck. takes out a bag and pulls out a small tan cube with what looks to be a tell-a-phone wire sticking off the side.he walks up to the sherife oficers car and places it under the car by the gass tank.he walks back to the truck a drives a way then pulls out his cell phone dials a number and then watches the fire works.

ooc:im from nebraska to it sucks it needs to die dont go there dont even go through there the stupid radiation will make you into a hick i have bilt up a resitents though so

Nebraska City had apparently been attacked. Some powerfull mutant had shown up and killed a couple of hundred people. Terrence's portable radio called out the death toll.

Tori, Alex B.
Townsman, Sandy K.
Tanner, Christian O.

Terrence droped his hot dog. The meat-like object fell to the ground among dirt and dead leaves, but he did not take notice. His thought was only Christian? Christian is dead?

Zimmerman, Brittany M.

The killer was last sighted boarding a plane for Washington, D.C. If you have any inf...

Terrence turned the radio off. He quickly packed all his stuff back into his godparents' stolen car. I guess I'm going to Washington.
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As Terrence walked through the metal detector doorway, it was clear that the mutant had at least not harmed the airport.

Something beeped when Terrence walked out of the metal detector. Two armed men in blue police uniforms approached from either side of the large airport lobby. One raised his gun to Terrence. "Stop right there, Mutant."

Wonderfull, Terrence mused, they got Mutant-finding machines now. The young Muntant put up his hands and said to the guards, "I surrender!"

Or so everyone present thought. The real Terrence slipped, invisible, onto the next plane to Washington. The authorities would think they had captured a Mutant for at least half-an-hour.

BUMP

tachi pulls up into the prison parking-lot.he gets into the back of the car and changes intoa hawian shirt and cakey shorts.he walks into the prison he sees the visiting center.
prison gaurd:"who might you be visiting today"
tachi:"im here to see my close friend Greg Stronberg"
prison gaurd:"he seems to be in our mutant cell's"
tachi:"yah i know ant it crazy i didnt even find out tell a month after i moved that he was a mutant"
prison gaurd:"well you will get therty minuets to talk to him"
tachi:"that will be just fine"
tachi and the prison gaured walk back to the both thingys with the phones and the bulit proff glass.tachi sits down and sees Greg with these huge lead cuffs ingulf ing his hands.
Greg:"so how long has it benn"
tachi:"sense?"
Greg:"sense you left me in the midel of a military base holding plans to make WMD"
tachi:"oh abot three four years"
Greg:"so you going to slice the cake and slide me some frosting"
tachi:"yah with an ice cream filing"
tachi stands up and walks away as if nothing hapind


That night


tachi and his men walk up to the wall in front of the mutant section
soldier:"sir where do i plant the charge"
tachi:"look for the red spot"
soldier:"what?"
tachi:"theres a guy in there whos mutan power is to chang the color of objects he was put in there fo gold frod"
soldier:"there it is"
the soldier places the charge on the wall.they step back and blow the charge.
tachi:"go go go go"
they go in and tachi walks through the bars grabs a gaurds head and beats it into the wall takes his keys unlocks th cell his men are in and the one next to it.the guy in the cell next door walks up to tachi.
guy:"let me see the keys"
tachi:"ok"
the guy takes and makes a few copys of the keys and then runs off
tachi:"every body grab a key"
they start opening cells left and right.tachi finds gregs cell
greg:"let me out of here"
tachi:"ok but your coming with us"
greg:"k but i dont want to be with you for a litel bit"
tachi:"ok"
greg:"gots some familey maters to take care of"
tachi:"well thats nice and all but lets leav before more gaurds show up"
tachi,greg,and other mutants with tachis men leav for his truck some of them left via hijaking cars on the near by free way

BUMPETH

Ding....Ding..."Huh, oh shit were here. ok...wait who the fuck are you guys."

"Dont move mutant we've already injected you with an imoblizing syrum..I suppose saying dont move wasn`t needed."

The officer Chuckled then looked at his fellow officers. The plane had landed a few minutes ago at New York and the mutant was fast asleep. While he slept officers from a mutant prevention unit moved in and captured Naki. He was now inside of a transport car. Extra armor was added to it in order to stop Naki from excaping. But now that he was awake he could begin to recover his movment. He begin moving his wrist which was hard for him sense the syrum stoped everything short of his ability to breath and move his eyes. It was hopless so he gave up and waited. The car pulled into a stoppoint and waited. The officers got out and opened the back doors, they injected another dose of the syrum into Naki and left him in the back of the truck. They were gone now and ordered to leave the mutant there till the work was done. The officers were off on another mutant chase and they wern't going to be back anytime soon.

Naki tried moving again but just fell to the ground. He was able to squirm a bit but he ability to teleport had been deminished for the time being so he squirmed into a corner and fell asleep.

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