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OOC: Sign Ups (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=559138)

Joseph sighed. Another crappy day at his crappy job. He walked through the alley, dogear cigarette hanging out of his mouth, hands in pockets. At the end of this alley, it split off into two. There were some bums sleeping in the one on the right. He sighed and started off down the one on the left before hearing a muffled scream. He turned back to see the bum being dragged away into the darkness, a trail of blood in his wake. He followed after picking up a length of lead pipe until the trail led to a manhole. He gulped and looked inside it. He instantly pulled back and threw up. A stench of rotting meat wafted out, mixed with something altogether unfamiliar to him. He shone the flashlight in his mobile phone down into the hole and screamed. The last thing he saw was a wall of dark yellow teeth. But he didn't die there, no. They just started with his eyes.

A number of people had been disappering in St. Alean, and the police couldn't find any culprits or explanations. They eventually gave up. The killings, however, have reached a new high point and now supers are coming to investigate. Some for the good of the people, some for their own gains.

Dawn broke, casting the grey city into a blind stupor. All over the city, alarm clocks rang, people yawned and got up. One man had been up for a number of hours already. Vulkas sat atop the Stonewall Tower, staring into the sun. He yawned, then reached into a pocket of his trousers and withdrew a crumpled map of Alean, hastily sketched onto a diner napkin. It had red dots were people had gone missing. There were far too many for his liking. He put the map back, took a breath of the fresh air, then backflipped off the high tower. He hurtled down, people yelling and pointing. He smiled to himself then flung a hand out. He heard the movement of what he had caught, saw the blut of it fling underneath him. Too late he realised it was a dumpster.
Not the best score.
He stood up, retching at the smell, before dusting himself off and quickly heading for a diner at the center of the city.

Joseph, or as he now called himself, La'Zerra, gritted his teeth. His new neightbor was a priest. Of course, he wasn't really his neighbor, as La'Zerra didn't own the house he was in. But, it was empty, and noone would buy it anymore. Not after the last five died under suspicious circumstances. He hated that he couldn't shed blood during those times, but he didn't want anyone thinking there was actually someone there. No, better for them to simply think the house haunted.

The person who lives by me then he thought to himself. Whatever he was, he was singing again. He thought it was Come Ye Faithful. The accursed song was making his very skin burn like hell. He grinned at his own little pun, as he thought. He was going to have to kill the priest, he couldn't have that accursed singing.

Yes, kill him, it burns, doesn't it? The singing must stop/ Next thing you know, he will perform an excorcism on the 'haunted house'. We can't have that, now can we? No, this is a very comfortable house, I'd much prefer to stay here The demon was whispering to him again. He didn't bother to tell him he would have killed the priest without the urging. He wouldn't have listened anyways, he never did. He shrugged, grabbed his sword, and left the house, laughing softly to himself at the irony of showing up during that particular song.

The morning sun burned through the window and onto Zach's face waking him up. His flat was a mess. Food wrappers, drinks cans, papers, mail and clothes all scattered aorund the floor. He sat at the edge of his bed and stretched before getting up and walking toward the window. Looking out of the window there was one thing he could make out so much more clearly than anything else, Stonewall Tower. It was like a beacon in the city skyline drawing him in 'Thats where I'm going today' he told himself.

He showered and then dressed himself. He had on black jeans and a black jacket. He preferred to blend with the crowd, be indistinguishable, and thes clothes suited him fine. His blond hair rested gently upon his head, still damp and covering the most of the left side of his face.

'Breakfast', he thought. He made his way down the street to a small cafe where he sat and ordered his food. He was thinking deeply. He'd heard all about the disappearences and was intrigued as to who was causing them. He was almost certain it was a person, he could feel it, he wanted it to be a person. He knew this person would have great strength and power, more importantly he knew he could test himself against this person. The more he though about it the more he had the urge, the urge to kill, to end someones life.

He stood up, retching at the smell, before dusting himself off and quickly heading for a diner at the center of the city.

Shinzon was hovering around the city, minding his own buisness and keeping an eye out for another one of the strange attacks that had been hapening recently.

His attention was drawn not to one of these attacks, but a young man hurling himself from a massive tower, landing in a dumpster seemingly unharmed and remarkably walking off as if nothing had happend. Grining to himself Shinzon drifted over to the corner just infront of the man and quiped
"Nice landing, somehow I don't think the smell of rotten fish suits you thoe, try fresh pine" and held up his open palm, revealing a small frond of pine.

"Nice landing, somehow I don't think the smell of rotten fish suits you thoe, try fresh pine" and held up his open palm, revealing a small frond of pine.

Vulkas eyed the strange man, before turning up his collar, taking the frond and continuing on to the cafe. On the route, he passed a street where a man wielding a not unconsiderable sword walking down the road and the sound of someone singing a hymn.
"Not my bloody problem."
He entered the cafe and slumped down at a table, ordering a coffee with 10 sugars before idly leafing through a newspaper next to him on the table.
"Disappearances on the rise again... People get too drunk nowadays."

Inside the home of the priest, the walls of the living room were painted in blood. The man wasn't even recognisable from the mutalation he'd sustained. La'Zerra was now indulging one of the many quirks of his madness. He was ballroom dancing with the body of the priest, continuing the hymn the priest had been singing. He had long ago discovered that if he sang it, it didn't hurt. He believed that it corrupted the song in some way, negating the holiness. As he finished the hymn, he dropped the body. "I'm messy..." He muttered to himself.

He used the priest's shower to clean the blood off of himself, and his stomauch growled. "I guess the effort of ignoring that accursed song made me hungry." There was a nice little cafe he knew, but he had no money. "Hmm...maybe the priest had some money..." He began searching through the house.

"Don't they just?" Shinzon said, aapearing in the chair oposite Vulkas with a discreate gust of wind, ruffling the paper slightly "Thoe I doubt that is the problem. You seem to know your way around this place, mind giving me a hand?"

Not even lifting his head, Vulkas sighed.
"Why me, god?" He looked up at the man. "Why should I?"

"Well its funny you should ask God, you see I have a rather large debt with the divine, you ever hear of Atlantis? Anyway, getting to the botom of these disapearances that you so clearly care about just a little" at this point the map Vulkas had drawn on a napkin floated onto the table "Would realy help clear it up. Plus, just think how apreciative he'd be." he continued, pointing up vaughly.

Zach saw the man enter the cafe looking annoyed. Then another man sat in the seat opposite him. Now this looks interesting. Maybe I wont go to Stonewall Tower. Following these will be so much more ... entertaining. His food arrived at his table with a cup of tea and he began to eat. He was listening intently to see of he could hear anything of the conversation between the two strange characters. Nothing. He decided he'd still follow them, or one of them if they didn't leave together. He turned his gaze back out of the window. Strangest people I've seen all day. Maybe they'll lead me to whatevers causing the disappearances he thought as he smiled to himself. He had a lead.

"Well its funny you should ask God, you see I have a rather large debt with the divine, you ever hear of Atlantis? Anyway, getting to the botom of these disapearances that you so clearly care about just a little" at this point the map Vulkas had drawn on a napkin floated onto the table "Would realy help clear it up. Plus, just think how apreciative he'd be." he continued, pointing up vaughly.

"Look, I don't care about them. I just keep track. This is what I know." He propped his head up on one elbow. "Seven disappearances, all of working class males, most in construction or sanitation. Police can't find anything, but people in the area around the estimated time of disappearance report a smell of rotting flesh, leading me to believe that either a serial killer or an unnatural source is doing it. Can I have my coffee now?"

La'Zerra, who had found a surprising amount of money in the priests home, was on his way to the cafe, trying to ignore his rumbling stomauch. "Calm down, I'll feed ya soon..." He muttered to himself. That, along with his appearence and the sword, got several odd looks from the average citizen, but most just passed it off as some new fashion. La'Zerra really didn't care what they thought. He had gotten rid of the damned priest, and now he just wanted some food. It was only after he got into the cafe that he thought about a steak house. Nah, too early the demon muttered to him. He nodded, though he did want some meat. He sat down at a table, and the waitress, after giving him an odd stare, asked what he wanted. He shrugged, and said, "Anything you have thats meat, and as rare as you can legally cook it." The waitress sighed, and went off muttering about wierdos. La'Zerra began to unconciously hum the hymn. When most people heard a hymn sung, they felt peaceful, but when La'Zerra sang, or even hummed one, it sounded...unnatural.

Vulkas looked over Shinzon's shoulder at the new arrival.
"That guy is tooled up. Vigilante, you reckon?" he asked this to no one in particular, before a memory clicked. "Hey, I saw you earlier! What you doing with that sword?" He said to La'Zerra. One of the customers looked between the two, shook his head, placed a note on the table and walked out.

"Why thank you" Shinzon said, patting Vulkas on the head and making a pile of coffe beans apear on the table in the shape of a crucifix "There you go" he said, standind and walking towards the door, his sword begining to form at his hip. He'd go to the latest crime scene and find the culprit of these deaths, in the name of god.

La'Zerra was about to answer Vulkas, but he began to scowl at the cross Shinzon had made. Kill him!! Kill him!! He is obviously a holy man, he must die, death to the servants of God The demon was ranting again, and La'Zerra didn't want to stop him. He looked back at Vulkas. "I was silencing the damned singing." He said.

Vulkas moved his chair across the room to La'Zerra's table and sat down.
"I assume you mean the hymn? And judging by the fact you have a sword... Well, I hope you at least tidied up." He nodded to the man and walked out of the cafe, coffee still sat on the table, but not before moving a hand through the coffe-bean-crucix, breaking it apart. Once outside, he turned into an alley and was confronted by a group of three men.
"Awaight there, mate? You got anyfing for me?" The leader, a tall man with cap pulled low over his face, sized up to Vulkas. Vulkas sighed.
"Look, I'm tired. Go away."
"What? No one talk to me like that!" He threw a punch at Vulk.
A few seconds later the mans flaming corpse smashed through the wall of the cafe, landing on Vulkas' table, head in the coffee. He walked away whistling while the other two men ran like hell.

James stretched as he entered the dinner, bones protesting after a night of sifting through news reports. Another day, more people gone... just a typical day in the neighborhood He immediatly noticed several people in conversation. They kind of....stick out. James took a seat closest to them. "Never could stand Hymns, church never agreed with me."

La'Zerra grinned, a grin that was slightly crazy. "I absolutely despise hymns, and the church as well. When I sing them, it is something...different." He couldn't help but giggle.

James smiled. "Let me gues... I've lived quite a bit... you're a supernatural, hm?" The flaming body didn't even distract him, he just gave it a cold once over. "Looks like some mugger ran afoul of some pyro."

The other two bodies of the muggers flew in threw the break in the wall, smashing into the wall. Vulkas leaned his head in, smiled apologetically and said "If the police ask, I'm not anywhere near here."

OOC: Last post for the night. Well, morning.

James smiled. "Let me gues... I've lived quite a bit... you're a supernatural, hm?" The flaming body didn't even distract him, he just gave it a cold once over. "Looks like some mugger ran afoul of some pyro."

La'Zerra nodded absently, though it was unclear to which question he was nodding. Why are we sitting her talking? Kill the holy man! He is worse than the priest. Kill him! Do it now! Kill the holy man!! La'Zerra began to chant, "Kill the holy man." under his breath.

James noded, then lifted his coffee mug in a toast. "More power to ye."
OOC: that was at void templar.

At the manhole where the latest person was killed Shinzon sat on a small mound of dirt and placed a small crucifix of white marble on it before decending into the sewers thrugh the manhole in a gust of wind.

OCC: how can i get in this, i already signed up.

OCC: how can i get in this, i already signed up.
OOC: just say ur somewhere in the city an looking to do something, proboly best if it ties into the mysteries of the first post as a little. Alternatly you could find Shinzon just before he enteres the manhole.

La'Zerra nodded absently, though it was unclear to which question he was nodding. Why are we sitting her talking? Kill the holy man! He is worse than the priest. Kill him! Do it now! Kill the holy man!! La'Zerra began to chant, "Kill the holy man." under his breath.


James stared at the other man. "Guessing... supernatural.. occult things. Demonic, if I'm correct." He laughed, then snapped a mtach to life and lit a cigarette. "Kid, if you think I'm the holy man, you'd be suprised."

La'Zerra started. He hadn't realised he'd been chanting aloud, and the people in the cafe were now staring at him like a madman. He wondered if they knew they were right. "Not you, the one who made the cross." He said, pointing at the table with the cross of coffee beans.

Kash was in disguised as he appraoched the man next to the manhole" What are you doing citizen?"

Shinzon stoped what he was doing, hovering over the open manhole, and turned to face the new arival and simply replyed "The work of God, and you?"

OOC: Gotta go for a bit.

Kash Wilson opend the manhole with just two fingers " Im afraid i wont be able to accompy you on your divine quest comrade." he said as he dissapeard.

OCC: sorry took so long, was busy.

OOC: Its ok.
IC:
"Then let us go, but keep your eyes open. I am the wind, the water, the earth and the fire of the sun, but I can't protect you and hunt for monsters!" Shinzon said, droping into the sewer and drawing his large silver edged sword from its black sheath, shuddering slightly as the cold chill of the silver embraced him for a brief moment, only to be dispeled by a short recital of the lords prayer. "Ah, such a glamourus job." he said, placeing his finger in the water and lifting it to reveal a single drop of water on its tip, images of its path around the sewers playing out infront of him.

OOC2: I are going off now, my bed is calling (:D)

Zach was sitting in th cafe, amazed. He'd known those two had been strange but then, to see the man thrown through the wall. His body burning. Zach knew he would have an interesting day today. And to add to that, was the man who'd just stopped humming a hymn. There was a man talking to him who hadn't budged as the wall moved. 'He MUST have some kind of power aswell. This is most interesing'. Zach finished his food and left the building, following the man who'd thrown the mugger through the wall at a distance he felt he wouldn't be noticed.

Invisible beasts watched Shinzon and Kash in the sewer. Beasts in the water, beasts in the wall. After a few moments, a small rat wandered out from a hole in the wall. It looked up at the two unblinking, eyes red, before scampering away down the tunnel into the dark, being joined by hundreds more of his brethern.

Meanwhile, Vulkas had wandered more or less at random through the city before, 20 minutes later, he sighed and turned around. "Don't you have anything better to do, buddy?" He looked at Zach. "You don't look like a mugger. You here for the fire show?"

Archer turned around from the table he had been sitting at. Looking at the strange person who had been muttering under his breath about killing a priest. The white clad Archer stood up walked over to him and asked "So . . . . not really a fan of religion are you? "

Meanwhile, Vulkas had wandered more or less at random through the city before, 20 minutes later, he sighed and turned around. "Don't you have anything better to do, buddy?" He looked at Zach. "You don't look like a mugger. You here for the fire show?"

"You're clearly not a people person are you ?" Zach said sacarstically. "Don't worry yourself, I wont be mugging you. I'm interested in what you're doing, and what you CAN do. I saw what you did at the cafe. The ability to create fire," Zach's voice lowered, becoming slightly sadistic, "how very ... impressive." Zach smiled at Vulkas. "Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Zach and I'm special, like you. Watch." Upon the word 'watch', Zach disappeared right before Vulkas' eyes. He then reappeared behind Vulkas having teleported there, and tapped him on the shoulder, "Like I said, I'm special" and a sly grin stretched across his face.

Kash was walking down the street when he saw a car that had lost control of its brakes, he quickly ran to a phone booth and emerged as the amazing atomic Kash Wilson! He quickly flew out and grabbed the car, with one armed and lifted it into the air, before using his pinky to stop each wheel, then setting it down softly while the crowd cheered.

OCC: lol im so corny ^^

Vulkas yawned widely.
"Wow, a skipper. How wonderful. Any particular reason you wanted to talk to me?" He said monotously. It'll be about the murders. It's aways about the murders. Oooh, he can throw fire, so could Sherlock Holmes, he must know!

OOC: Also, NC, I still haven't forgiven you for killing my Chancellor Roka'tu >: | lol

Vulkas yawned widely.
"Wow, a skipper. How wonderful. Any particular reason you wanted to talk to me?" He said monotously. It'll be about the murders. It's aways about the murders. Oooh, he can throw fire, so could Sherlock Holmes, he must know!

OOC: Also, NC, I still haven't forgiven you for killing my Chancellor Roka'tu >: | lol

OCC: I do NOT recall doing that, mind if you jog my memory?

"In the cafe, you had a map. Anything to do with the ... disappearances ?" Zach eyed Vulkas up and down. "I want to see your map. Show it to me"

Vulkas stared for a moment, before repeatedly banging his head into the wall.
"Its *bang* always *bang* about *bang* the *bang* damn *bang* map." He turned back to Zach, a small trickle of blood running down his forehead, before taking out the map. "Here. You already heard what I know. I know you were listening. Just keep it. And remember, sharing is caring." He turned on the spot and continued on to his rundown apartment.
"Morpheus, I'm here to collect a debt."

OCC: I do NOT recall doing that, mind if you jog my memory?

OOC: You meanie (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=13439520&postcount=90)

As Zach took the map, he couldn't stop thinking about how that guy didn't seem to be completely sane. He turned walking into the street map hovering in front of him as he went. He had the loactions of the disappearances now, and decided to head over to Stonewall Tower. Putting the map in his pocket, he wondered if what else he may come across today, before stopping and teleporting himself to the pavement infront of the tower.

Outside the Stonewall, literally thousands of police officers lined the park outside the tower. A black limo pulled up outside the building and two suits were escorted into the building by Crimson Beret special forces. One of the officers saw Zach appear and yelled.
"Hey, you! State your intentions!" All of the guards guns simultainiously aimed at him.

Zach turned surprised. He raised his arms in the air.

"Wow now fellas. I'm just a tourist, I'm only looking round. How about you all lower your guns, before you make me angry. You don't wanna be making this into a situation your gonna regret later on."

He looked, the guards up and down waiting for a response, wondering if he could take them.

"Look, if you leave the area now, we wont fire. This areas been security locked. So, clear off." The guards kept the guns aimed.

Zach turned to look at the tower again, then turned to the guards once more. "I told you to lower your guns. You really should have listened to me." There was anger in his voice. He lowered his right hand, pointing it toward the guard who'd been talking. With a flick of his hand the guard went flying up into the air and crashed into the wall of the tower. Zach looked at the other guards angrily, "Who's next?"


OOC: how many guards are there ?

OCC: well, he didn't really...die? ha ha buti know what you mean

Kash noticed another disturbance, he began to fly towards the area where the guard was thrown with deadly force.

Shinzon watched the rats run away and raised his sword, relaxing into his phycikly aware state of mind, something was wrong, something was comeing and he was going to be ready for it "Death holds no suprises for me, bring me back to my old friend, see whether the lord aproves of the reunion" he said aloud.

Rabbid;13783112']
OOC: how many guards are there ?

OOC: Well, you just attacked a guard in the middle of the most heavily defended place in St. Alean, so about 1000 police officers. So, maybe a wee bit too much for Zach eh? :p

IC: The guards yelled and opened fire. The sound of their assualt rifles could be heard across the entire city.
Including a small, rundown apartment block.
Vulkas' eyes snapped open and a chunk flew out of the wall, Vulkas leaping out of the hole, hands encased in balls of fire. He arrived at the tower.
"You bastards woke me up!" He slammed his hands together and a giant gout of flame incinerating dozens of the police and sending the rest scampering for cover. He then turned to Zach. "You!" He flung his hands, sending two great sything lines of flame towards him.

Shinzon watched the rats run away and raised his sword, relaxing into his phycikly aware state of mind, something was wrong, something was comeing and he was going to be ready for it "Death holds no suprises for me, bring me back to my old friend, see whether the lord aproves of the reunion" he said aloud.

A great voice echoed in the tunnels.
Child of my enemy, why have you come? I offer no forgiveness for father's sins. At the end of the tunnel, there was a man shaped silhoutte. It moved, painfully slowly, towards Shinzon, making horrific gasping noises and muffled screams.

Kash Wilson was now high in the sky as he saw the scene play out in front of him, his voice echoed towards Zach and Vulkas " Stop evil doers!" a ball of greenish-yellow light appeared in his hand.

"I come to repay my debt and you shall not find me so easily disuaed from repaying it. The lives of thousands hang over my head, I will come to the botom of these disaparances one way of the other, but now i sense i may be needed else where. untill we meet again, sinner." he said and rapidly drifted out of the sewer as a gust of wind, heading to the tower.

OOC: I can understand a 1000 guards, but i meant in the little area he's by. I doubt there'd be a 1000 all in the one place. It was going to be a bit of a hit and run thing. Or fight any of the main characters who come. Can I assume theres not 1000 guards aiming guns at him as you didn't call for backup or raise an alert ? He wont be there too long though, the gunshots will obviously have alerted other guards.

Zach stopped as many of the bullets as he could and sent them flying back in all directions, but felt three sharp jolts of pain in his left leg. He'd been hit but stayed standing as he saw some of the guards fall to the ground, but he wasn't sure how many.

He heard the voice shouting and turned to see Vulkas and two jets of flame racing toward him. He knelt on his right knee with his arms extended, diverting the flames around him, though some singed his left leg, before using his telekinesis to launch Vulkas towards the wall. Zach was reeling in pain from the gunshot wounds.

Shinzon apeared behind vulkas, cushioning his impact and saying "That was not very nice, deamon"

Kash raised his right hand and channeld some of his nuclear energy into the ball of light, he threw it toward Zach, the blast would be that of small nuclear weapon going off, enough to level a little over a block, with little radioactivity. His cape flew in the wind.

Zach turned and saw the man in the sky and something bright moveing quickly toward him. He looked at the guards, too many were still standing. He looked back at the ball of light that was almost upon him. He was in too much pain to use his powers and within seconds the light collided with him, exploding as it did so.

Vulkas was knocked by by the blast into a wall. He grimaced and stood back up.
"Okay. Now you have annoyed me." The trees around him burst into flames and were tore out the ground by an invisible force. They flew to the other supers, swishing like huge clubs.

The explosion had thrown Zach backward, through the doors of the tower. His body was burnt all over, yet when he came to, he realised he felt no pain in his legs. He looked at where the bullets had been and saw nothing, not scars, not cuts, not scabs. He looked at his scorched hands and to his amazement, they began to heal before his eyes. The burnt skin was replaced with new skin. Could it be ? Did he have an ability he'd known nothing about ? He got up and walked toward the doors.

He saw trees and fire flying everywhere outside, and heard a crunching beneath his feet. He saw the glass on the floor and had an idea. He made the shards of glass hover in the air, and, running outside, launched shards at Vulkas and the man in the sky. He then teleported himself to the top of the tower so he could see what was going on below properly.

OOC: his cellular regeneration has a slight delay.

Rabbid;13783243']He made the shards of glass hover in the air, and, running outside, launched shards at Vulkas.

The shards of glass were stopped by an invisible bubble of force and Vulkas chuckled.
"Takes more than that."

Atop the tower stood a man. He wore a full helmet and face mask as well as body armor.
"Fleeing from the fight, sir? Cowardice, that is. Cowardice."

Zach looked at the man, before raising his hand and began to lift him up and choke him (OOC: think darth vader style). "This is NOT cowardice. Now, tell me who you are !" Zach was angry at the suggestion of cowardice. He began to choke the man more. "TELL ME!" He yelled.

The man laughed.
"Choking doesn't not work on me, coward." He put out a hand and his fingers turned into needle-sharp tentacles which flew out towards Zach's chest.

A small pile of ash sat a small way away from Vulkas, smouldering. With a slight rumbling sound it shifted and solidifyed into Shinzon. Turning to face cash he shouted "That wasn't nice" and hurled a ball of superhot flames at the man, hovering up to him with his sword extending in length, adopting a fighting stance.

The tentacles flew into Zach's chest. He let out a gasp of pain before turning back to the man, "Please. Did you not see what happened below. It's gonna take a hell of a lot more than that to stop me" And so he stood there facing off with this stranger, tentacles in his chest.

OOC: who's this ? he's not in the other thread is he ? :/ I'm just interested in what he can do.

OOC: This is a quite important bad guy. More shall be revealed */mysterious*

IC: The man laughed.
"Of course it would! That's why I'd do this." The tentacles whipped to the right, throwing Zach's off the building. Each of the four tentacles then pierced on of his limbs and carved a gouge down each one.
"Have fun now!" The man disappeared.

Vulkas looked up and saw Zach falling. He growled, then pointed at him. His pace slowed and he hit the ground softly.
"You owe me now, bastard."

As he landed on the floor, the wounds from the tentacles began to heal. He got up looking at Vulkas, "Why'd you do that? I would've been fine". He looked up to the top of the tower 'Who was that bastard ? And why couldn't I choke him !?!?'

Zach turned to look toward Kash and saw something flying through the air toward him behind a fireball.

"Fine? You would have had a broken back." More police had begun to arrive and a few miles away, a pair of TND-GR1 fighters winged towards the city.
"I reccommed getting the hell out of here." He turned and ran as a number of tanks rolled around the corner.
"Fire!" The armored column opened fire on the supers, being careful not to hit the tower.

'Yeah, a broken back, but it would've healed easy enough' Zach though to himself. As Vulkas ran, he he could hear the distanct roar of jet engines, and saw the tanks firing. He took one last look at Kash in the sky I'll get you another time' he told himself. He managed to teleport away, back to his flat, just before the tanks fired.

When he arrived in his flat he went to pull out the map he'd gotten from Vulkas only to realise it'd been burnt in the earlier explosion. He could make out one location. A sewer from the most recent disappearance. He changed from his singed and bloody clothes ointo clean ones, and set off toward the location.

Kash dodged the tree's and his nuclear shield protected him from the glass. He quickly swooped up a car and used it as a shield.

Archer turned around from the table he had been sitting at. Looking at the strange person who had been muttering under his breath about killing a priest. The white clad Archer stood up walked over to him and asked "So . . . . not really a fan of religion are you? "

La'Zerra grinned. "Oh, what makes you think that? Didn't you hear me singing the hymn? Come All Ye Faithful. Or do you not like my singing?"

The sewer manhole was still open from when Kash and Shinzon were there. A creature disappeared into it just as Zach came into sight of it.

La'Zerra grinned. "Oh, what makes you think that? Didn't you hear me singing the hymn? Come All Ye Faithful. Or do you not like my singing?"

not really a fan that being said maybe you should try out for American Idol heheheheh.

La'Zerra raised his eyebrow. "I'm not sure that would work out very well. I don't do very well in front of crowds. That, and I think my hmns might scare the masses."

not really a fan that being said maybe you should try out for American Idol heheheheh.

OWNED sorry:D

A tannoy sounded throughout the city.
"Occupants, a Amber Curfew is now in effect. Please return to your homes until such time as the curfew is declared over. Occupants out more than 30 minutes after this declaration will be treated as insurgents and shot upon sight." There was a jingle, then the tannoy cut off.

Outside the cafe now, the man stood, his eyes fixed on the two strange people inside. One, a black wearing swordsman, the other, a white wearing bowman.
"Interesting."

La'Zerra shrugged and got up from the table. "Apparently we'll have to continue this converstation later." He left the cafe, again humming the hymn in his oddly corrupting way. He spotted a man staring at him and the man in white, and cocked his head. "And what might you be doing?" he called. You know, we could probably kill him right now. the demon whispered. La'Zerra noded absently and loosened his sword in its sheath.

La'Zerra shrugged and got up from the table. "Apparently we'll have to continue this converstation later." He left the cafe, again humming the hymn in his oddly corrupting way. He spotted a man staring at him and the man in white, and cocked his head. "And what might you be doing?" he called. You know, we could probably kill him right now. the demon whispered. La'Zerra noded absently and loosened his sword in its sheath.

"Tell me, corpsewalker, is your soul in there somewhere, tarnished and bloodied?" The man stared, unblinking. "Or did you lose that long ago?"

La'Zerra opened his mouth, then closed it again thoughtfully. Thats actually a good question...Do I have a soul? he asked the demon. Oh yes, its here, such as it is. As the man said, tarnished and bloodied, but its here La'Zerra shrugged. He really didn't care which it was, but this man did make him curious. "And who exactly are you? And what the hell is a corpsewalker?"

La'Zerra opened his mouth, then closed it again thoughtfully. Thats actually a good question...Do I have a soul? he asked the demon. Oh yes, its here, such as it is. As the man said, tarnished and bloodied, but its here La'Zerra shrugged. He really didn't care which it was, but this man did make him curious. "And who exactly are you? And what the hell is a corpsewalker?"

"You are a husk. A shell, for an inhabitant of Dis to work like a puppet. Your are nothing more than a prostetic body for an imp." He thought for a moment before continuing. "As for who I am, I never paid it much though. I am the speaker for a greater man. I am a Pariah.

La'Zerra thought on that for a second, and replied, "Well, thats not very nice to say of someone now is it? I am a puppet of none, not God, nor Satan. Me and the demon have come to a bit of an agreement. He doesn't attempt to take over my body, and I don't ask a priest for an excorcism. And who is this greater man, that you apperently serve so fanatically?"

La'Zerra thought on that for a second, and replied, "Well, thats not very nice to say of someone now is it? I am a puppet of none, not God, nor Satan. Me and the demon have come to a bit of an agreement. He doesn't attempt to take over my body, and I don't ask a priest for an excorcism. And who is this greater man, that you apperently serve so fanatically?"

"He is." The man said. "You could not comprehend him. He has walked the earth in punishment for his sins, walked upon gods and devils, seen the rise and fall of empires." The man's mask warped subtly as he spoke, the surface pulsing slightly. "He is We."

"We? Well that makes absolutely no sense. If hes We, how can he possibly be He?" He grinned widely. Hmm...maybe you shouldn't make fun of this guy La'Zerra... the demon muttered to him. That gave him, pause, it wasn't often that the demon advised caution. Oh come on, just a little fun? he asked, acting like a little kid, even go so far as to pout. No, Joseph. How often do I actually give you advice? Just leave him alon, I've no idea who this We is, but its probably not good news. La'Zerra sighed. "So, that really doesn't explain what you want with me."

"Your demon is smart. He understands Legion." The man nodded. "You ask what We want from you? We want peace. We want unanimousness. But you should leave now, should you not? Up past your bedtime I believe." The man turned and faded into the wall.

La'Zerra scowled. That doesn't sound good mate. Peace doesn't work well for demons, does it? "Not too sure about unanimous though..." No, no it does not. Hmm...I wonder if bloodshed of those who don't fight back is breaking the peace...theres no fighting, its just slaughter... the demonic voice faded into laughter. LaZerra shrugged and started back on his way towards his house.

"Well, I guess it does pay off to follow the crazy man," whispered Pierce to himself.

he does remind me of those wierd cults that started in Rome 2000 years ago, maybe he knows something of why I'm here thought Pierce to himself plus, he seems like a nice guy...nicer than those of the Pierce company anyways. Think I'll follow him a bit more...


"Excuse me sir! You there, with the sword!," calle out Pierce running after the strange pale man

The sewer manhole was still open from when Kash and Shinzon were there. A creature disappeared into it just as Zach came into sight of it.

Zach walked toward the drain, 'Open, thats odd'. He was just about to go down when he heard the tannoy. Seems I caused a bit of a ruckus ealier. Better stay out of the way, they'll probably be looking for me. With this Zach teleported back to his flat, where he would remain for the rest of the night.

At about seven in the morning, a blast sounded from the tannoy.
"Occupants, the curfew is ended. The streets are now free for you to walk upon. Good day." The PSA jingle sounded and then the tannoy cut off.

Vulkas yawned widely and rolled out of the bed onto the floor.
"Um... Ow." He stood up and shook his head. "Well, now to another day of nothing." He slipped on his waistcoat and headed out onto the streets. Unbenounced to him, We watched.

OOC: Could I get a quick summary so I can get up to speed?

OOC: Could I get a quick summary so I can get up to speed?

OOC: Well, one of the main bad guys known as Pariah has revealed himself to Zach and La'Zeraa, Zach attacked the guards outside the Stonewall Tower during a Hi-Security meeting between people, causing a curfew which is now over, and Vulkas is heading to a local cafe to get pissed.

OOC: Hmm... Where to get James involved in... I'll probably have him still in the Cafe and following La'Zeraa.

Well, its been about 12 hours, plus La'Rezza went back to his apartment.
Lol, superstalker.:p

OOC: Well, one of the main bad guys known as Pariah has revealed himself to Zach and La'Zeraa, Zach attacked the guards outside the Stonewall Tower during a Hi-Security meeting between people, causing a curfew which is now over, and Vulkas is heading to a local cafe to get pissed.


OOC: Hmm... Where to get James involved in... I'll probably have him still in the Cafe and following La'Zeraa.

Well, its been about 12 hours, plus La'Rezza went back to his apartment.
Lol, superstalker.:p

OOC: Damn... Suggestions to where I can put him? I also need to introduce Harvey Daniels.... Hmmmm...

I AM THE GOD OF TIMEWARPS! I HAVE BEEN PLEASE BY YOUR DEVOTION TO THE CAUSE! (<- Thats a running gag between a few people I know)

OOC: Well, theres a fair few ways.
1) Either have one or both of them in the cafe Vulkas is headed to.
2) Have one make a scene, eg have your baddie do something baddy like.

OOC: Well, theres a fair few ways.
1) Either have one or both of them in the cafe Vulkas is headed to.
2) Have one make a scene, eg have your baddie do something baddy like.


OOC: Well, James is already there. (Nearly kicked out by the staff for loitering) And maybe I'll introduce Harvey later on as a sort of "grey" villain.

IC:

James continued to argue with the manager. "Listen, I came in here for a cup of coffee, and I still haven't finished it, how is that loitering?" The Manager's face twisted. "You sir, have been sitting here since this morning. That coffee is as cold as six feet under." James shrugged. "I payed for it, I'm entitled to the right to finish my coffee in relative comfort, hm?" The manger scowled, then stalked away, an employee hardly older then nineteen took his place. "Look, kid, I like to enjoy my drinks, you like to enjoy phone calls that are hours long. Lets leave it at that." The teenager's pockmarked face drained of color, then became a bright ruby red before she turned and stalked away.

OCC: you guy are moving fast, can someone give me a low down on what has happend since the guards incident.

OCC: you guy are moving fast, can someone give me a low down on what has happend since the guards incident.

OOC: See above posts.
IC: "Don't you have anything better to do than insult the staff?" Vulkas had slinked in during the argument. He looked at the waitress and smiled. "Heya, Liz. Bottle of dragon's breath please." The waitress came back carrying a bottle of steaming red liquor and placed it down on the table. He took a gulp and gasped before asking, his speech slightly slurred, "Don't you have an apartment? A bin even?"

James chuckled. "If by insulting staff you mean instructing the staff on how to enjoy life, then no." He took a slight sip from his coffee, barley enough to taste the bean. "Depends on what you mean by apartment. Yeah, I've got a flat, haven't been in it for years. Like to watch the night life, y'know?" Another slight sip. "Besides, when you get like me, you appreciate life. Or you just go whizz bang crazy and want to destroy it."

"Like you, eh? And what exactly is you?" He placed the bottle down empty and hiccuped once. "'Cos I don't see how you could even take a life, except by wit."

"Like you, eh? And what exactly is you?" He placed the bottle down empty and hiccuped once. "'Cos I don't see how you could even take a life, except by wit."

James shrugged. "Me? Just a run down guy who's seen the rise and fall of empires. Thought I could get a bit o' rest, you know?" He drained his coffee in one gulp. "Same thing I thought about this one guy I knew in the early nineteen hundreds. Young guy by the name of Adolph, promising painter, if only he put more energy into it. Eventually guy went stir crazy and killed something like ten million people. Goes to show how much time changes people."

James shrugged. "Me? Just a run down guy who's seen the rise and fall of empires. Thought I could get a bit o' rest, you know?" He drained his coffee in one gulp. "Same thing I thought about this one guy I knew in the early nineteen hundreds. Young guy by the name of Adolph, promising painter, if only he put more energy into it. Eventually guy went stir crazy and killed something like ten million people. Goes to show how much time changes people."

"Yeah, I suppose. Never changed me much." He shrugged. "So, your a super? What do you do? Destroy enemies with the power of knowing Hitler?"

"Yeah, I suppose. Never changed me much." He shrugged. "So, your a super? What do you do? Destroy enemies with the power of knowing Hitler?"


James laughed. "No no no, watch." He Picked up the coffee mug then slightly tapped the rim with his pinkie finger. A large chunk of porcelain cracked and clattered to the table. "Now that was a slight tap. Imagine what I could do to a brick wall." He quickly swept the chunk into his jacket. "What about you, you've got that air about you."

James laughed. "No no no, watch." He Picked up the coffee mug then slightly tapped the rim with his pinkie finger. A large chunk of porcelain cracked and clattered to the table. "Now that was a slight tap. Imagine what I could do to a brick wall." He quickly swept the chunk into his jacket. "What about you, you've got that air about you."

Vulkas took a cigarette out of his waistcoat pocket and tapped the front of it, causing it to light. He then let it float up to his face and took it again.
"Yeah, I burn things. Not much, but its a living." He took a puff, then continued. "So, you have strength, I'm gonna go ahead and guess. Least you ain't like that green bastard. So, why you here? Enjoying the sights of armed police or are you here about the murders?" He subconciously rubbed his forehead.

Vulkas took a cigarette out of his waistcoat pocket and tapped the front of it, causing it to light. He then let it float up to his face and took it again.
"Yeah, I burn things. Not much, but its a living." He took a puff, then continued. "So, you have strength, I'm gonna go ahead and guess. Least you ain't like that green bastard. So, why you here? Enjoying the sights of armed police or are you here about the murders?" He subconciously rubbed his forehead.

"Pyro, huh..." James took out his own cigarette and lit it with a match. "Believe it or not, I tried to retire here, then I start hearing things about murders, people disappearing, so I come out of retirement." He took a drag, then stopped half way. "Green bastard? Don't tell me, some guy running around in tights with a cape, and some garish symbol on his chest, right?" He laughed. "Thought that died out in the fifties, guess not."

"Pyro, huh..." James took out his own cigarette and lit it with a match. "Believe it or not, I tried to retire here, then I start hearing things about murders, people disappearing, so I come out of retirement." He took a drag, then stopped half way. "Green bastard? Don't tell me, some guy running around in tights with a cape, and some garish symbol on his chest, right?" He laughed. "Thought that died out in the fifties, guess not."

"Yeah, like that dude who was throwing nukes earlier. Bad time to retire, buddy." He laughed. "Anyway, can't sit and talk, I've got other things to find. Hopefully shiny. I'll see you around." He got up, nodded to James and headed out the door, going back to wandering around the city.

James relaxed in his seat, waving for service. "One more coffee."

"Well, I guess it does pay off to follow the crazy man," whispered Pierce to himself.

he does remind me of those wierd cults that started in Rome 2000 years ago, maybe he knows something of why I'm here thought Pierce to himself plus, he seems like a nice guy...nicer than those of the Pierce company anyways. Think I'll follow him a bit more...


"Excuse me sir! You there, with the sword!," calle out Pierce running after the strange pale man

La'Zerra paused and turned to face the man. "And what do you want? Don't you know its dangerous out after curfew?" He tapped the sword thoughtfully. The meeting qith that strange man had left him in a bad mood.

Much to the relief of the staff, James finished his coffee and hurried out of the cafe, heading for his apartment. Haven't been there in years... He took a short cut through an alley, only to find that one chanting man from earlier. "Well, a friendly face."

OOC: That's you Mereshka

La'Zerra sighed. "Does noone want me to get home today? I swear, it seems every time I get going, someone tries talking to me. So, what do you want?" This is getting rather annoying, isn't it? I think there should be some bloodshed tonight, to make up for it. Haha, yes, doesn't that sound like fun?

OOC: And now for something completely different.

IC: Vulkas, on the way home, passed the local priest.
"Ah, father! Haven't seen you for ages!"
"Yes, I've been kept busy. A number of the clergy in this city have been found killed! Take poor father Walter-" He crossed himself. "he was found killed last night."
"'Tis a shame, for sure. Where are you headed?"
"I'm just popping down to the cafe for a quick cup of tea?"
"Uh, father, perhaps not best to go down there right now..."
"Nonsense! Would you care to join me?"
"I may as well." The two walked down to the cafe.

"Well, this will be interesting."

James shrugged. "Just out for a walk, ran into you here. Know anything about the recent dissapearences?" he motioned forward. "Well, you said someone stopped you, so let us walk then."

La'Zerra nodded, and began walking, then stopped. He felt the old familiar burning feeling. There is a priest nearby!! the demon roared, Kill him! His very prescence is agony! Kill him, kill him now, I command it of you! La'Zerra nodded. "I think I'm going to go back to the cafe..." He muttered to James, and took off towards the cafe at a dead run, which for La'Zerra was amazingly fast.

"Okay...." James took one look at his surroundings, took off and a run, then leapt high into the air. Ah, there it is. He guided himself towards the Cafe, trying to hasten his decent before landing on the pavement near the back. "Time for some more coffee..." He muttered, then entered the cafe, causing a groan in a few waiters. "Yes, that's right, I'm here for more coffee." This time, they left the entire pot.

The priest sat down, but Vulkas stood at the door. He saw La'Zerra running towards him and held out a hand.
"That man is a friend of mine. We will have problems-" His hands became encased in fire, "-if you try anything." His eyes narrowed. "How shall this be?"

La'Zerra gritted his teeth. "Make him leave!! It hurts, it burns! Make the priest leave, or I will bathe in his blood!" He was sounding like a little child, making the threat to bathe in his blood sound all the more eerie.

James sighed and stood up from his pot of coffee, then strolled over to Vulkas. "Looks like you could stand some help." He tapped a cigarette out of its pack then lit it on Vulkas' hands. "Thanks for the light." He faced La'Zerra. "Look kid, you don't like it, go away. Far away. I'm not letting you hurt him, I bet my friend here." He jerked his thumb at Vulaks. "Won't either."

La'Zerra gritted his teeth. "Make him leave!! It hurts, it burns! Make the priest leave, or I will bathe in his blood!" He was sounding like a little child, making the threat to bathe in his blood sound all the more eerie.

"It probably would be in his best interests, but thr fact remai-" He stared at James. "Thanks for ruining the moment." There was a yell and Vulkas whirled around. The priest and the table he was sitting at were gone, and in their place was a large hole.
"Okay. That, I take it, isn't good."

OOC: Where'd the Zach thing come from?

IC: La'Zerra smiled and began to jump around in joy. "The priest is gone! Yes, it does not burn anymore! The pain has left." He began to humm happily, and rocked back and forth on his heels.

James walked over to the hole then dropped his cigarette down it. "Now tha's a deep hole." He snatched a newspaper from a display stand. "Oy, Pyro, you wanna light this up for me? I can fall pretty far, have to when you jump."

James walked over to the hole then dropped his cigarette down it. "Now tha's a deep hole." He snatched a newspaper from a display stand. "Oy, Pyro, you wanna light this up for me? I can fall pretty far, have to when you jump."

OOC: Got mixed up with names.
IC: "I have a name you know." Giving an evil look at La'Zerra, he began to hum 'Ave Maria'. He walked over to the hole and lit up his left hand. You couldn't see the bottom of the hole so he pointed a finger down and a stream of fire hit the bottom.
"I reckon thats a good few dozen meters down. Oh well, last one down and all that." He stepped off the edge and landed in a small pond of water at the bottom. He dragged himself out onto a metal surface. He looked around and recognised where he was.
"OH JESUS! ITS THE SEWER!" He retched and spat.

La'Zerra winced at the sound of the uncorrupted hymn. "That wasn't very nice..." he muttered. Oh get over it Joseph. And follow them, you don't want to miss out on all the fun, do you? La'Zerra sighed and shook his head. "Nah, suppose I don't, let's go." With that, he hopped down the hole.

James bobbed to the surface a few seconds after Vulkas. "couldn't have said that a bit earlier, but noo.. had to jump right into it. Never get the smell out now." He slogged out of the mire and onto the bank. "Well, lets find that guy, then get outta here."

A british looking man with a large blade on his back walked into the city. The first thing he noticed was how unnaturally quiet things were, even for this time of night. He would have expected to find at least small groups of teenagers wandering the streets. Yet he could find none.

"Well fine then, the quieter, the better."

He continued walking down the street to see if a store or something was still open. He was rather hungry after all.

When Zach woke, he immediately headed toward the marker on his map where he'd been before the curfew the day before. When he arrived he noticed the drain cover was still open 'Odd', he though. He looked down and could hear the sewer water flowing below, then climbed into the sewer and began to walk through.

OWNED sorry:D

ooc:lol nice sry I was gone

The man walked by and saw another man climb down into the sewer opening.
"Odd people in this city." He said to no one in particular.
"Well you never know, maybe he's looking to save someone. Hell, Maybe he could use a hand."

The man jumped down the pipe and followed the first man. He felt himself growing weaker by the minute. Probably from all the unnatural chemicals down here he thought. He simply shrugged took a drink of his pure spring water, and feeling his energies refresh themselves, continued following the odd man.

Zach continued along the sewer system, looking for some kind of clue. 'Gotta be something, this whole thing doesn't make sense' he thought, stopping as he did so. He looked around, still nothing, nothing except footsteps. 'FOOTSTEPS! he thought, and turning quickly he saw the man behind him. "Who are you? And why are you following me?"

"Ahh so you pay more attention then I thought! Pardon the intrusion but my name is James Burlington. I'm following you because you are in a place few would wish to be. In other words i'm curious why your down here and if by chance you may require a hand."

OOC: Bump?

OOC: Sorry, my computer DID bunk out for a few days, I'm back now.

IC: Strange noises echoed in the sewers. A chattering whisper as well as slight splashes. Finally, a large rat leapt out in front of the group, causing Vulkas to go 'Neeyark'. He coughed then said, "Right, its a rat. So, not too bad." As he had that, hundreds more of the huge, red eyed rats poured out of grates, heading through the pipes.