Dr. Niles Caulder and the World's Strangest Heroes!
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"You three are victims of a cruel and fantastic fate! I summoned you here to give you the opportunity to cheat that fate by offering you the chance to experience adventures more incredible than any humans have ever known!"
[September 17th 2013] - Eastern Cape, South Africa:
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Opal light. White noise. The furthest reaches of the spectrum all convene in unilateral intensity, fixated upon one spot. It takes a moment for anyone to make out what was going on, longer yet for her in all of her blessed countenance. I'm blind! Oh god, I'm blind!, she thinks, the words growing and rebounding amongst her other thoughts with violent fury. Her mind was a mess of fleeting ideas and suspicions, but she was left moderately in the dark. The lights get brighter still until the point that the unwilling subject can no longer continue to tolerate it. She let's out a minor yelp.
The sound grows also, dealing far greater an effect than once envisaged. Sounds of metal and concrete rippling melds against the acoustic shattering of the glass portals, relatively untouched by the rest of the evening's occurrences. The woman bats at her now watering eyes before abruptly making to stand up - vision floods swiftly into clarity, forcing this being to follow through upwards cumbersomely.
It is with great shock to her that as she arises, she meets an obstacle. Mid stretch she is taken aback, though the relative weakness of the material enables it to be torn asunder by the girl, confused and weary. Large, concussive sounds emanate from the building as it buckles and conforms. Various screams highlight her campaign. Her plight. It is with terrible and twisted surprise for her, upon shocked re-assessing, that she reaches a realisation. She had torn through the ceiling.
[Febuary 16th 2014] - Midway City, USA:
The East-Uptown Mall:
"Brain... This doesn't... This doesn't have to go like this."
Her words stick with the air, the winter fog so unrelenting. Crystals of water brushed aside to fall upon the crisp blackened snow. Rita was making her way towards him but she was burdened; she moved slowly with her arm clenched against her coarsing, no longer bothering to keep it elevated but allowing some superficial comfort. The day had not been kind to her, not to anyone - least of all to her. Despite the conditions and the meteorological state if the proceedings, all present would likely have felt a radiating glow of warmness. An unnatural heat, Rita tried her best not to think anymore on the source despite her whirring brain.
The snow itself wasn't even natural, she hummed. Twas not born of mortal womb but rather pulled from it, rather caustically - this Brain boasted of his total control; there was proof. He had untamed the most primal of elements; the sky. That was not all that he had tamed.
The minds of the many here had been altered and shackled, forced to do gladiatorial battle in this wet, frosty colosseum. He had controlled that Beast that had had attacked them so furiously. Now? Now he controlled the battlefield and Ms. Farr was slowly approaching him. One final stand.
The embittered gentleman turned to her in brief break from his overt display. A smile crept up the corners of his face, seemingly convening at the lip of his helmet. His lip in turn met his tongue as he made to smirk at this.
"No chance Lover."
His unfamiliar laugh makes itself known to all as he lifts the revolver from his side and aims.
"Hold on - what?!" The equivalent of a cold sweat envelopes Steven and all of his corporeality. His brain was stinging but he had long descended to numbness. He looks up.
"This is bound to be hard, you said this yourself. The first time especially. Now I know, the memories are a little jambled and a fair bit confusing but we can persevere with this. If you would wish to that is?" The tall, rather hairy professional allows his eyes to traverse his patients features.
"No, I want to stick at this! I'm fine, really."
Hesitantly, the other nods.
"Back down the rabbit hole then. Hold on."