Mountain Lion was never really a fan of flying, being in an airplane was too cramped and prohibited his ability to move around. For the entire trip he felt unnerved and almost skittish, he wanted out of the plane and his claws would instinctively come out and scratch the arm of his seat. He was very pleased when the trip was finally over and he didn't have to stay in that terrible vehicle any longer.

The trip on the ground was much for exciting for John since it was filled with far more dangers and felt himself becoming eager to fight. Once at the border of Jordan and Syria, the person driving them informed them that from there would lie nothing but danger for them and asked if they had any second thoughts. Mountain Lion smiled and almost laughed at the question.

"I would be bored if there wasn't any danger" he replied and then looked at Adam to see if his partner had any second thoughts.

"I've been in plenty of dangerous situations and I have come out of all of them alive. I have duty to the peace and sanctity of my country to do this mission, but thanks for your concerns" Adam said as he looked over the border and into Syria. The two of them began to walk into Syrian territory.

Eli couldn't help but laugh at what had happened. First Eli was yelling at the kid, now he stood there in damn near nude. This was not that kids day. Shitdick was another story, this guy was calm, cooled and collected. It was impressive seeing as even Eli couldn't help but laugh at it.

Eva Adams was the last person Eli got a look at. "Well, I gotta say Eva Adams. You look a lot better like that than I would have guessed..." Eli held his gave a little longer, he did it just to let her know that this wasn't anywhere near as bad as things were gonna get.

"Eli... You, you, you look at away right!" Eva Adams was in a panic to say the least, she did her best to cover herself up but it didn't help as much she thought. Blushing and flustered she snapped at Nate. "I don't ever let any asshat see me naked you shitdick!" She quickly looked back at Eli.

"Go on and put your clothes on woman. You can't stand there all day in damn underwear." Eli quickly said cutting off any chance she had of a scathing or sarcastic remark. Eva quickly ran off clothes under her arm. Eli continued "I really like her working for me. Pretty, seems loyal, smart and really good at what she does. Don't even look bad naked. Gary hit a home run with her." Eli shrugged his shoulders and erupted his body in blue flames, the ink floated away in the heat. Leaving him and his clothes completely clean.

It was then he heard shitdick call him Opie. It wasn't the worst named he'd been called. Plus fried chicken was in the mix here. What Southern man didn't love some decent fried chicken?

Spectrum watched Owlman do some impressive feats against the tendrils and he was glad to have a talented partner, it gave him the chance to conserve more energy. There had been several times where he had exhausted his energy reserves from pushing himself to hard and it almost got him killed. He now took more preparations to make sure that he didn't deplete his power. He then noticed that Owlman was trying to tell him something through hand signs and at first he had trouble understanding him, but after a couple of seconds Charles finally got it.

Owlman wanted him to go after the police and give them cover. He nodded at the hero and quickly flew through the door and went after the police officers. He hoped that he wasn't too late and none of them were killed. Because he was inside a building Charles couldn't fly to fast without having a high risk of smashing into the wall. He made sure to keep a lookout for anyone who could get the jump on him and cause him to halt in his search for the police in the building.

While Light was making her way through the underground tunnels, she could hear even more roaring and commotion from above. "What now..." She said to herself as a piece of some sort of lizard thing smashed the tunnel in front of her. Annoyed, she made her way back to the above level where a hydra was eating whatever seemed to get in its way, gunfire not working so well on its armor. Before she could intervene however, She found herself sliced into pieces from an unknown assailant which didn't seem to stop slashing her.

Until she got a look at the green ghostly creature she hadn't experienced any pain, but once she got a good look at it, she could feel each slash. After about a minute, the creature backed off, noticing that its claws were starting to disappear. Light took the opportunity to pop back to normal and tried to grapple the creature. While she went right through the creature, the creature reacted defensively to Light touching it. Getting an idea, Light did her best to try to stay 'inside' the green ghost creature, as that seemed to be doing something. And if worse came to worse, the creature would cease to exist after awhile anyway.

Although that hydra was going to be a problem...

As the wraith slowly disappeared, it gained a sudden burst of speed down the hall, escaping Light's body. Stopping quite a long way down the hall, it screamed at Light, unleashing a sound wave. It wouldn't do much damage, but it would hurt Light's ears.

Isaac was watching the battle and signalled to one of his hunters.
"Do it." Isaac said, snapping his fingers.
It appeared behind Light, letting off a strong blast of electricity that wouldn't do a lot to light, before teleporting back to the monitoring room. The wraith floated threw a wall, emerging to Light's left and slashing before disappearing back into the wall. It began harassing light using the walls, slashing from an unseen place. Isaac adjusted his glasses and continued watching.
Good. He thought.

"I think she's into me" Nate informed Eli as he looked over his shoulder at the fleeing Eva. She probably wasn't but Nate thought every woman was into him. As they left the cafeteria he began to pull his clothes back on, stumbling slightly as he put a leg into his pants. He was somewhat disappointed when Eli rid himself of his decorations. He'd have to find some other way mess with him.

He led the way into an elevator, pulling his t shirt on as he stepped in. He waited for Eli to follow him in before pressing the button for the lobby. He paused a moment before turning to Eli and stating "So what's your deal?...Is this heroic streak you showed today a one time thing before you go back to murdering people?"

Mountain Lion was never really a fan of flying, being in an airplane was too cramped and prohibited his ability to move around. For the entire trip he felt unnerved and almost skittish, he wanted out of the plane and his claws would instinctively come out and scratch the arm of his seat. He was very pleased when the trip was finally over and he didn't have to stay in that terrible vehicle any longer.

The trip on the ground was much for exciting for John since it was filled with far more dangers and felt himself becoming eager to fight. Once at the border of Jordan and Syria, the person driving them informed them that from there would lie nothing but danger for them and asked if they had any second thoughts. Mountain Lion smiled and almost laughed at the question.

"I would be bored if there wasn't any danger" he replied and then looked at Adam to see if his partner had any second thoughts.

"I've been in plenty of dangerous situations and I have come out of all of them alive. I have duty to the peace and sanctity of my country to do this mission, but thanks for your concerns" Adam said as he looked over the border and into Syria. The two of them began to walk into Syrian territory.

Deep into Syria they crossed. It was until twenty miles into the nation they were able to steal a vehicle. It was a 1970's BMW.
Town after town they passed through until they reached a road block.

The road block was manned by men on technicals. They swiveled the Russian made 14.5 millimeter machine gun towards the little BMW.

They commanded the driver to get out of the vehicle. The men suspected something and readied their weapons.
They were suspecting rebel activity against the Islamic State.

Also the fact there was a VIP nearby in the village.

"Really? Getting attacked by ghosts now? Whatever." Light said, covering her ears from the one ghost's screech. She wasn't too happy about getting electrocuted either, her skeleton showing and everything. Not did she enjoy the screaming ghost deciding to play hit and run, going through walls and slashing her so she couldn't even dissipate it with her reality shift. Not seeing any real reason to fight this thing, she did her best to ignore it, throwing a hole onto the ground and traversing down the hallway as best as she could see using that method, doing it again on the next hallway when she found nothing interesting.

"Seriously I found a lab, a jail block, and a storage room. Where the heck are the important things?" Light said, mostly ignoring the ghost now as it had trouble keeping up with her erratic movements. Eventually she just got fed up with it, and left some dynamite behind when she jumped into each hole, blowing up various hallways until she found a room of interest or brought the whole place down.

Insomnium

Insomnium was pissed, there was a freaking hydra that breathed fire and lasers, and he was being held up by this teleporting mother-fucker. Having enough of trying to struggle out of the hold, Insomnium formed two giant blades from his armor and had them whirl around him like at high speeds, effectively separating the man-beast into 3 parts, head, torso, and legs.

Oncd that was done with,he quickly leaped from the skyscraper over to another building, and repeated this process till he found his way back to the New Sun plaza, overlooking the chaos. The hydra was decimating the Reformis forces, tearing them to pieces with it angs or eradicating them with it's abilities, but Insomnium had a plan for the beast. He focused his energy, causing shadows across the whole plaza to fluctate as his energy grew in intensity.

Slowly, the Red veins in his armor turned black, and the black plates became red as the entire suit became energized shadow, but he wasn't done yet. Shadows enveloped him in a swirling sphere, flashes if red bursting out of it at times, before it suddenly seemed to condense on itself. The sphere then exploded outward, the black outer shell forming the skin of the new construct that Insomnium was powering. The vonstruct was about a half of the Hydra's size, if not a bit more, and had a nightmarishly dragonic look to it. The burning red eyes stared hungerily at the Hydra, before it morphed into a bolt of red and black, smashing into the battlefield and snatching up several Vampires in it's maw, the mutants screaming as they became painfully converted into pure energy inside the beast's mouth.

This was Insomnium most powerful application of his ability, a construct comprised of shadows and energy that only had one weak point that would be hard to locate, known only as. . . Apocalypse. After eating its fill of minions, the construct turned it's attention to the hydra, charging the abomination amd leaping on to it's back, tearing at it's hide with claws and fangs. Anything Apocalypse consumed would be converted into energy instantly and the process of doing so is extremely painful to the one being attacked.

@Lord Santa

Jaden

Jaden lept of the ceiling, as if to meet Owlman in flight, only to morph his arm into a jagged blade of razor sharp bone, aiming a slash at the Owl's wings as he passed just to the right of the bird-like meta. He'd land with a earth-shaking boom, showing that he was near full capacity, as he transformed his sword arm into a barrage of bone- covered barbed tendrils that he launched at Spectrum in order to drag him back into the fighting area.
@Gentlemanvaultboy
@Weird Tales

He could see him now, as he launched himself from the ceiling right at him.

Now there was a classic blunder. Why would something that could fly ever engage something from the front if it had any choice in the matter? The Owlman gave his wings a mighty beat to carry him over the diving meta as they fell before immediately going into a dive after them, extending both taloned hands to their back. The guy had made a blade of bone out of his arm, so that meant some sort of bio power. He'd probably survive a little slashing.

The guy cratered into the ground and started doing more weird bio stuff toward the door Spectrum had fled through, but the Owlman was there literally in the same moment and swung to introduce two handfuls of claw to his back.

Jaden

As Owl-man approached from behind, more tendrils appeared from Jaden's back, these ones baring jagged clawed graspers and covered in movement sensitive hairs. Upon feeling Owl man approach, they lashed out with a frightening speed, like that of a snake, seeking to sing their claws into the Meta's body. If they succeedded, they would then begin to smash the bird-man repeatedly into the ground until he stopped moving, whether that meant he was dead or not was not important, in which case they'd then detach from Jaden and wrapp around the Owl tightly, almost bone-breakingly so.

@Gentlemanvaultboy

Sebastian

"That's a beautiful name for a beautiful woman, and I'm so sorry for your loss. You have my condolences, as little as that probably means right now." Sebastian took the girl's offered hand and pulled her up, his inviting, almost angelic grin hiding the dark curiosity he had in this woman, Her lie was obvious, he could tell by the look in her eyes when she'd seen him, the way her body had stiffened, the way she seemed to be unable to speak. He knew what genuine fear looked like, and he knew this woman was afraid of him. But that begged the question. . . why? He'd never seen her before today, and he never left victims alive if he could help it.

That left a few options, but he'd discuss those with her inside. As he held her hand, she'd feel a sharp pain in her hand, followed by the feeling of something going inside of her veins, pulsating against the rhythm of her heart as it worked it's way through her. "Especially since it isn't true, is it Lynn? Just to be clear, I've inject blood into you that will turn your blood to acid in your veins in 5 minutes unless you do what I say. First, we're going to walk into the building, then you're going to tell me why your so afraid of me, and finally, I going to decide what to do with you. Do you know what that means?"

Sebastisan leaned in closer to her, his other hand holdingnher chin as he looked into her eyes, the insanity in his grern eyes cauding them to glow like wild-fire, the gaze so intensely mad it would feel like her soul was being burnt by them. "It means I might just let you live, if you prove useful to me. And don't think that any of your neighbors calling the police will save you, that'll just rack up a body count, if they even come. If you haven't noticed, they have bigger problems over in New Sun Plaza that need attending to. Now get to walking, or else."

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Well that plan had gone to hell. All Aya needed to do was just touch him and use her power, but right as she'd been about to, memories of the man's face flashed through her mind and she'd hesitated – apparently long enough for Sebastian to use his powers on her.

"Ah–!" she gasped when she felt something sharp prick her skin and invade her blood. Her eyes widened and the color drained from her face as Sebastian dropped all pretenses and threatened her, his acidic voice heavy with promises. Aya could only stare, full of shock and terror as she was forced to look up at him.

Following his command, she walked into the building on wooden legs, clutching her hand to her chest. The metallic smell of blood was like a slap in the face when she walked through the door. She'd already known what horrors were here, but seeing it in the physical world… stark crimson splashed against the otherwise benign living room… the overpowering odor of carnage… Aya almost threw up all over again. This was what this man would do to her. This was how some unfortunate stranger would find her, indistinguishable from the rest of the gore – unless she did as he said and made herself useful.

Taking a deep breath (and immediately regretting it) Aya spun around to face him.

"You're Sebastian Lyone," she said as if she'd known about him for years. Her voice was fragile and quivering, but she supposed there was no helping that. Honestly she was lucky she hadn't fainted yet. "Isabella and the doctor are playing you," she said, repeating the names she'd heard. Her mind turned around in circles, replaying the scene she'd witnessed and trying to find anything she could use. "In two weeks after Eden's born, you're just going to end up back in a cage. A much stronger one, this time." Trying to muster up whatever composure she had left, Aya drew herself up to her full height and tried to stop herself from shaking (but couldn't stop a few more traitorous tears from leaking down her face) as she continued, "You could maybe stop that from happening on your own, sure, but it'll be less of a pain in the ass if you have me." Aya didn't understand most of what she was saying, but hopefully Sebastian would. She just had to lie her way out of these five minutes and then she was in the clear… she hoped. As long as she didn't have flashbacks and screw it up again. If not, then… at least she could use her power on herself and have a painless death.

God, that was a morbid thought.

@Raijinslayer

Eli looked at Shitdick in wonderment, this guy asks way more questions than was healthy. "I get the fever for the flavor of burnt flesh. Just remember, when I kill someone they don't ever find the bodies." Eli turned to glare at Nate, a message that said he was asking far too many questions for Nate's own good and Eli's comfort. Still its a question worth asking and one that might be worth answering. "What the hell." Eli both thought and said out loud. "I have now and always will do whatever I think is right. Consequences or repercussions be damned, plus if it benefits me all the better. Anything else you feel need asking? Now if you're done asking questions that time will answer, you wanna tell me where I can find that girl I brought?"

Eli figured there was a medical wing, or rather knew there was one. He was still trying to figure his way around this building it was big enough he could get lost easily. Eli enjoyed navigating the ground and woods, not going up and down on multiple levels. Truth be told he never liked the city, too easy to take a wrong turn and end up in some dumb shit ghetto. No, Eli was happy to be woods where a wrong and a mile of walking might be able to find a moonshine still.

When Eli turned to him, Nate started to feel uncomfortable. The enclosed environment and the close proximity?..Nate was worried Eli may try to kiss him. Thankfully that never happened and Eli decided just to answer the question. Nate could understand the desire to do what he thought was right and it showed that there was at least some hope for Opie. He couldn't understand what the hick thought was right about slaughtering the LAPD though. Maybe Eli was just insane.

But as Eli stated, time would answer his question. Nate would just have to keep an eye on Eli until that time came. In the meantime, it seemed Mr Craigh wanted to check in in the woman he brought in and asked Nate where she was. Nate lifted s finger between them and stated "That I can do" He turned back around and pressed the button for the floor the infirmary was on.

Cedric gazed at Eli and Nate, thinking that if he wanted to, he can expose Eli's reputation as an exaggeration pretty easily, although it would be petty if he justified it as payback. Which is why he won't justify it as payback; rather, he would say that it was because Nate had reservations about working with Eli, and those reservations might grow to be a poisonous rift. So, after going to the infirmary with the two, Cedric said:

"I was there, Nate, as a 15-year old child soldier, and I can tell you, Eli did not slaugther the LAPD singlehandedly; there were over a dozen Heroes, Corporates, and Mercs fighting over the LAPD building and they all killed each other and the police, although it wasn't intentional for the Heroes. Eli survived to take the credit for the destruction, while as for me...well, let's just say that I lost to him and it was the first of many losses."

"But enough of that, point is, Eli also fought against Aperture and the corporate terrorists that lived there, and got a pardon for his trouble. Thus, there's no legal impediment for him being out in public." He then sighed, "and, before anyone says anything, yes, I keep losing every major battle I engage in, both as a child and an adult. A bit disillusioning to see that the leader of the International Heroes has an exaggerated reputation, right, Nate?"

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Eli smiled and laughed when he thought back at the events that day at the LAPD. Those were simpler days where he could walk the streets and no one really knew who he was. "Think I only killed four that day. In fact during that whole ordeal I didn't really kill anyone else that I can remember. Shit I killed more in the last little bit than I did in that whole thing."

Again he smiled thinking back to those days. " I went in there with Ruby after I saved her from some silly shit. She got freaked out after I shot one cop three times, cut out another ones throat, and snapped the neck of a third. Didn't stick around to watch me burn that one bastard alive. He was my the last person I needed to take out... Still hard to figure how Ruby turned like she did. Some people get a little power and all of a sudden they think they can go and do damn near anything they want. Nerve of some people."

Eli knew the samd could be said if him. Truth be told his actions were worse, most of the killing he had done was planned and he enjoyed it for what it was. Trash the needed burning. He had also killed his fair share of decent people. He never did the diligence on those three cops he did kill. He just hoped they were dirty and left it at that. Deep down he doubted they were, deep down he didn't really care. That was also the big thing kept him from being on of the good guys. He didn't care enough, he had no reason to bring them in and let them go through the courts. He had no reason to play by the books and take the chance to get hurt. Easier to kill them all and let the good lord sort them out.

A pithy of quotes from Stormin Norman came to out. "Forgiveness is a function of G-d and my job is to arrange the meetings." that was the chief among them. He liked the idea of that quote. That it wasn't his job to cast judgments. Just make sure he did what he had to do. That helped him greatly during his time I military, helped more in his time with the Russian Mob. Something he had crippled so baddly it was highly doubtful that they'd ever recover. He was highly proud of that fact. His own pride aside it was time that he checked on the girl.

Constantine had gotten out of the labyrinth, an act that was much faster than one would think due to the fact that, well, no one saw him wander in and out of it. Once in the New Sun Tower's park, where all the civilians had been evacuated; the civilians inside the tower itself were being guarded by Spectrum and Owlman, the man then dipped his hands into his pockets, which were specially modified to act as portals to an alternate dimension that contained all sorts of tools and stuff, and pulled out...a microphone.

"Operation Milivian Bridge is a-go! Repeat, Operation Milivian Bridge is a-go!" thanks to the Microphone's sophisticated tech, the sound was heard all across the area, reaching every inch of the battlefield. Even the Hydra would be halted, before several people would teleport into the grounds of the New Sun Corporation, which had been evacuated of all civilians except for those still being safeguarded by Spectrum and Owlman inside the tower.

These people were clad in costumes bearing two insignia, the first one was a simple 'IH', the symbol of the International Heroes. The second was a new symbol, a Sword of Flame.

"Greetings, Ladies and Gentlemen," spoke Constantine, "this is Constantine Ramiel King, former leader of the International Heroes, telling you that 1.) reports of his death are fake, and 2.) the announcement of a new sub-section of the IH, agreed upon by current leader Cedric Wessex..." this was a lie, meant to infuriate said Wessex to being more firm, "...the Fiery Guardians!" Constantine then clapped several times, a sound also projected all across the park.

As the False Angels and False Ophanim finally noticed Consty and made after him, a second teleportation brought the leader of the Fiery Guardians, one 'Blink', to Constantine's side, along with two other Heroes; Vapor, a female Meta clad in Ancient Greek Armor and carrying a Trident and Water pouch and Royal, a young man with messy black hair and wearing a porcelain mask and crown, as well as a spandex costume with the insignias mentioned before.

Vapor created two shields of, well, Water Vapor to shield the group from a sudden assault of laser lights, before Royal, facing the enemies with his porcelain mask, stretched out his sceptre, marking out the New Sun Park and grounds as his 'territory', where he can dictate rules that everyone must folllow, including himself (which was the power's weakness).

Instantly, the Hydra's Fire, Ice, and Acid Breaths ceased, Royal's power outlawing the use of all three elements as long as he is in his territory. This allowed a tall and well-built Hispanic Man, Carlos Hererra aka Rocketman, to fly up, and then to the Hydra's right, with the trajectory of a bullet, carefully avoiding Insominum's dragon construct and blasting through the creature's side and causing a rain of blood to spurt out.

However, the Hydra, though disabled and partly disempowered, was not totally defeated yet, due to its regenrative capabilities, as well as its remaining weapons; laser eyes and hard-light constructs.

Former MHLA Headquarters

Valentin Caro had been believed permanently traumatized by his almost being burnt alive, his healing by Healing Spore, and being forced to give information about Merc Metas that was later used by Aperture in their gambit to divide Metahumans and Normal Humans against each other. And, well, it was only the permanent part that was false. No, for Valentin (or Valentine), the events of the Aperture War had been only a set back.

However, he had a debt to pay to his rescuers first, William Plantagenet and Cedric Wessex, the latter a child soldier at the time of his rescue. And, well, a little birdie (Cough, FakeDeath!Consty, Cough) had told him that by avanging the MHLA, an organization whose probable killer had pheromone powers similar to his, would help pay said debt. Oh, and the MHLA had various properties and assets he can take over; that was a plus.

Of course, he had to clear the rotten corpses himself, that was a minus, but that was what his lower-level goons, both Normal and Meta, were for. Thankfully, there was an improvised smokeless crematorium, made by Metahuman Tinkering/Gadgeteering, on the lower grounds. After that came the washing of the building with rosewater and disinfectants, and finally, the move to take possession of the building itself.

Unknown to him, Constantine was setting him up as a buffer against the Third Party and their coming attack on LA; a person like Caro was a scumbag, but even scumbags deserved a chance at redemption; it's just that Caro didn't know that he was being given that chance, by acting as a shield between the Third Party and the International Heroes...

Sebastian

"I have no doubt, or else I'd be having my fun with you as we speak, just like I did with the people who used to live here, but slower." Sebastian looked over to admire his handiwork before snapping his fingers. The blood that stained everything lifted off into the air, forming a sphere that floated above his head. Turning back to the girl, he pointed at her, and the bloid in her left arm began to burn, quickly spreading through her body, as well as rising in intensity.

"Now then, tell me how you kniw what you know, or you die here. Try to stall agaun or play me in a game, and I'll have no choice but to turn you into my next big project, and I assure you, it won't be pleasant. For you, anyways, I'll be having a blast."

@c3p-0h

Kuro

Kuro had left the room as soon as he heard that people in here knew who did this. . . or close behind Eve when she ran out of the room. Either way, he was gone, planning escape routes in his head for running away from his victims if he ever saw them again. He entered one of the staff rooms, and saw that girl again, along with her ghostly companion. He was currently in the Zone, so the girl wouldn't be able to see him, but the ghost would.

Walking up to the ghost, Kuro cleared his throat, so as to get her attention. "Hello there, deceased person, My name's Kuro and I'm wondering why you be haunting your twin."

@Pirouette

Insomnium: Apocalypse Mode

As the human Rocket busted through the Hydra, Apocalypse saw an opening to finish this fight. He shifted into a stream or shadow and flew into the beast, the red glow of his energy providing plenty of light to sustain his shadows. Now inside the beast, he began to devour it from the inside out, spreading through it's body like a cancer. Tendrils would burst from it's skin at certain intervals, covered in gnashing red maws that would curl around the outside of the beast, continuing their nightmarish feasting.

@Lord Santa

@Letter Bee

Aya bit back a scream as her blood ignited and threatened to sear the very skin from her bones. Tears were now coming quickly, burning tracks down her face and pitiful whimpers escaped her mouth.

"I heard them!" she shouted against the pain. "I work at New Sun, I heard them talking." Her voice was course and caught in her throat, hidden behind sobs. The only coherent thought she could form underneath her agony was that she couldn't tell him she was a meta. It was the one thing she could possibly have over him, her only chance to walk out of this situation alive at all. "Please, I swear!"