@Lord Santa

"Yeah oh sorry about that i was just admiring your doggie..." Jenni said now focusing her attention to Issac,Her hands now buried in the pockets of his skirt skipping along with Issac.The crazed nurse was also looking over and studying Issac wanting to know more about him and form so far she sees that he is a interest and danger to her but will be alot of fun for her.

"So what is your deal?What is your origin story?What makes ya tick?" Jenni said finally to Issac wanting to know more about the strange man.

Spectrum hadn't really seen metahuman with a spectral form before and it took him a bit off guard, but he still focused on the threat at hand. Camille's words didn't make too much sense to him, but when she declared that the Reformist were finished, Sprectrum felt anger at her words. Charles made sure to keep a lookout for any attacks on the others as they got away, he noticed the dog Jake looking at him and guessed that he wanted to know if it was okay to leave him behind. Charles made a motion with his hand telling the dog to go with the others while he stayed to try and detain the metahuman.

His eyes then caught the murder of the Reformists leader on a TV screen and he felt shock enter his body. Charles faltered for a moment and then felt new zeal enter his body, he would not let his leader die for nothing. He glared directly at Camille and prepared for an attack.

"If you're not going to surrender then I will be forced to take you down" he said to her as his hands began to glow with purple energy. He waited for a response, if she tried anything then he would shot a beam of electricity at her and attempt to stun her.

Vince was about to get snippy with Eli maybe even try to fight him but he changed his mind very quickly after seeing Cer, within a couple of seconds he realized that it wasn't really her and that was a very bad thing. He played off his alarm by pointing to a broadcast of Cedric's death, "Doesn't matter now, we got what we really came here for." He put on a half hearted grin.

"I'm not up to a fight, the primary objective is complete so I think I'll just go. You and your friends have a lot to piece back together, I'm not evil enough to waste your time." Vince turned quickly, the crowds of people parting for him, before closing around him again. He had just enough time to look back and see Avarice staring right at him, grinning as wide as ever. Vince shook his head, trying to clear the image out as he walked. At least he'd had an excuse to leave, it could have been much worse.

Ariadne shot a very nasty look behind as she felt an umbrella point slap her side. Camille would have never seen it due to Owlman's body being the way but the point remained that she did not take orders well. She had already been denied the pleasure of ridding the world of another guilty soul and now she was being robbed of her pride. Following the orders of a snotty brat. If it wasn't for a flicker and a noise coming from a nearby screen, Ariadne might have just dropped Owlman to indulge in a more primal act.

Ariadne had not cared for the things displayed on that screen. A man's death was nothing to her. That ragged thing behind the man had not frightened her, either.--~-- But for Ann, she turned away too late as she watched Cedric's head snapped. "Oh... no." She felt like just breaking down and crying about the loss of someone who had taken her in. But that helped reverberate a message that had already been planted in Ann's mind. The Reformists are done... "They can't even protect their own.". With Cedric's death, leader of the Reformists, that notion was seeming more and more real. She felt awful that she was really considering the little girl's offer now, but all Ann wanted to do was live.

Camille's words spooked her out of Ann's state of disarray. Judging from the desperation in her voice... it sounded like things were going to get a lot worse. "O-okay..." Ann quivered in response to Camille. "Ariadne, take lead." Ann managed to say with a sudden strength. In response, Ariadne shuffled Owlman's awkward body and picked up her pace to a light jog, just the right speed for everyone It wasn't so much out of fear but for the sake Ann. Meanwhile, Ann circled around and floated right behind Aya. She was hobbling along, and assisting a little lizard girl, and she looked like she needed help. "I'm sorry if this feels cold but I think we need to hurry.." With that, she snuck her solidfied arms under the lizard girl's armpits and scooped her up off the ground by a few feet. "Jake, I hope you can help Aya. I'll get her to safety." She said, plastered with worry written on her face. Then she began flying behind Ariadne, keeping somewhat of a pace with her sister.

She turned her gaze back and saw that Spectrum was trying to halt Camille and while Ann felt concerned for her rather new "friend", she had more of obligation to see Aya, the lizard girl, and Jake to sanctuary rather than Camille. So she pressed on.

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"Everyone, I hope I have not failed you."

Crrrrick!

The old tube television went silent for a moment as it panned up to a horrid-looking figure. Then it cut out, suddenly blaring a monotone sound and a multicolored error screen. After about a tenth of a minute, it reconnected to the San Franciscan Local News Station. The anchors, a man and a woman, looked mortified and stunned at first but somehow they managed to regain composure. The man spoke first. "W-we are sorry for that interruption and the disturbing images you may have just saw. We'll be back after a short break."

A commercial featuring the Charmin Ultra Bear suddenly appeared on screen..

The gathering inside the small Make-Your-Own-Yogurt shop had grown quite significantly over the course of a Breaking News session that involved the Meta Reformist Head Quarters being under attack. Everyone inside was quiet and still for a moment after the commercials came on before the viewers erupted into flurry of questions, comments, concerns, and positions about what was happening. "Oh my God that's awful!" - "Who would do such a thing?" - "All those poor people..." - "I've been saying it for awhile now but recognizing those damn Metas was a mistake! It caused all that fighting!" Yet despite the grim reports, they all seemed to be smiling and happy as if they were glad. Some even mentioned their surprise that they weren't feeling anything. "W-why do I feel happy about this?" Someone said in amazement.

Everyone there was good at hiding whether or not they were Meta as some murmurs of agreement could be heard. Little did they know, a Meta was among them. Watching the broadcast towards the back was a very odd woman. She looked a bit dirty but very pretty. Most people ignored her as the hippie culture lived on in San Francisco and most didn't bother themselves with that type.

Death is such a horrible thing. All those people dying for no reason. Honey Day thought in grief as many other people around her appeared to be having the best day of their lives. Unintentional, probably.

Without ordering anything, Honey Day left the yogurt shop and walked down the street a little bit pondering the situation just south of her. The very thought of attacks and killing was just baffling to her, especially over Meta Powers, which Honey naively thought were all about promoting life rather than taking it.

As she rounded a corner, she found a few of her acquaintances gathered around an old Volkswagon Van, still committed to the image of being Hippie. They all appeared oblivious to what was happening to the world, let alone Los Angeles. They noticed Honey and exclaimed a very warm welcome. "Hiya Honey!" The most sober of the group shook his keys as Honey looked up and gave them a half-assed smile. "We're going to Los Angeles because Reg, here, has a friend who just got some rad shit for us!"

At first, Honey wanted nothing to do with Los Angeles, seeing as it was a killing ground right now. But she was starting to feel a voice resonating in her. It could have been the ludicrous amount of dopamine she still had in her system, but she felt like she was being given the opportunity from a higher power for a higher purpose. "Groovy, I'll go with ya!" She politely nodded to James with some feigned enthusiasm but still felt burdened by all that grief.

Aya gave the little girl's hand a reassuring squeeze before releasing her to Ann.

"I'm ok," she said to Jake. "You don't have to worry about me." It surprised her how easily the lie fell from her lips. And physically, she really was fine. She'd only retained a few bruises from Sebastian's rough handling and had been spared from the acid blood. But inside, everything tipped and turned, and Aya felt she was being pulled in every which way at once. Her breathing had at least somewhat calmed down, and her emotions were calm as a lake's surface. Aya wondered if this was what it was like to go into shock. Probably. She didn't even register that Cedric had just been murdered on live TV, continuing on and focusing only on getting somewhere safe.

Those she had gathered were complying, albeit by terror, her planed worked out rather well given her questionable communication skills and barely intimidating form. But one had caught her eye more than the others, the one who had a peculiar power and likely strong enough to face-off with the Underground agent. The blonde Metahuman who was both the most menacing and the most compliant at the same time, as they seemed to be two entities bound to one being. Not only that, but she was a girl and didn't treat Camille as immediate garbage despite her lack of malice during the attack.

But while she encouraged the others to leave, Spectrum maintained his righteous duty to try and apprehend her, which prompted the little girl to play along. She smirked, giving him the exact same provocative look as she raised her hands up at her ears' level. She didn't let go of her umbrella, but at least she was somewhat cooperating.

"Tssss, tryhard."

She'd mumble as she looked around the ruined building and the many corpses littering the area. Many people were hurt from the falling debris and the tremors from Patel's attacks. Many needed help, a whole lot were disoriented, some even had given up as they saw Cedric get killed. Camille could go head on and stall the man with the glowing arm for a minute or two before Patel would snap his neck to get this cleaned up. But considering the monster's mood, it wasn't a too good idea to rely on that factor.

"I guess you can try to arrest me. But, wouldn't it be better if you were to go and save your fallen friends? Or maybe stop Patty?"

She tried to bargain, because she didn't have much to lose at this point, the Reformists had lost and she could safely assume she'd be out of the survivors' league. She took a step backwards in attempt to create a bigger gap between the two. By that same action, her pupils prolapsed and caused her to execute the movement dilation ability, a safe card if the guy actually had the guts to shoot a girl. They were Reformists after all, prioritizing little girls over mass murdering monsters, so she would always need to be ready.

"So you either try to arrest me, to probably die in a couple of minutes and I'd escape anyway. Or you can save a handful. Ton choix, bozo~"

She replied. If he weren't going to arrest her, and privilege the wounded, she'd swiftly escape behind the hangars and get away from his grasp and catch up to her newly formed group of friends.

Waiting for the group of people Ann and Ariadne were leading to safety by Camille's orders was a helicopter with four fully armored men with assault rifles. They would aim their weapons of the group out of precaution, and would only lower them with an executive's order.

The leader was down, the base was left in ruins, and every powerful fighter the Reformists could muster were powerless toward Solf Patel. The creature stood still as the camera captured the entire area without actually broadcasting it. Clouds of gray gas steamed out of Solf's mouth as it prepared itself for another attack. One of its transparent vectors lunged itself toward the wasted body of Scarlett, gluing it palm on her abdomen so it could wrap her up with its fingers and pull her right at the merciless monsters. It wasn't harming her in any way, Patel was actually careful to not break anything as it carried her.

The zealot had started walking once more as her captive floated appeased above it. Step by step it made its way to the back of the building, exposing itself to the endless cameras of news copters capturing the scene. It didn't give them the slightest of interest, let alone a free execution. However, as Patel breathed in the soothing fresh air, it bent itself backwards in a perfect 90 degree angle, making its eyes face directly the clouds above. Its red, empty eyes fixated a satellite system's camera feed. The only one who would be capable of seeing through it would be given the grace of seeing Patel's face. It was destined for her, and only her, as a warning for the upcoming onslaught the Underground had planned for that individual.

After dedicating a few seconds for that mutual friend, Patel straightened itself and looked around. There were bodies, a lot of confused and trapped individuals. There was the redhead it instilled fear upon despite his confident demeanor. None of his colleagues were around but it could see that only Camille was escaping with the war spoils while Vince was nowhere to be seen. It extended one of its vectors and set it softly on a pavement near the edge of the base, where it would normally be visible for Vince if he were trying to escape from an enemy or Patel's upcoming blow.

Now it was time. The creature used a vector to slap Scarlett awake, no holding back on the hit but no broken bones either. Once she'd be awake, it would approach her being close to its concealed face. Unlike its previous play, it wouldn't grace the unworthy dream girl with its face, but it would pronounce a few words.

"... This is... For you..."

It said with its unnerving multi-voice, before shoving the girl aside while keeping the vector tied around her body. It then faced the giant airfield, body straight and bloodlust felt in a mile's radius. A large amount of steam poured out of its hood before the piece of cloth would start to deform due to the sheer amount of power it was investing.

"... Rua... RUUUUUUAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!"

A terrible screech came out of the monster's being and lasted for quite some time. Owlman's scream had nothing on the insanity that was being spewed out here. Glass shattered, nearby eardrums nearly exploded, and every animal in the city hid for its life. The Vectors reacted accordingly as four of them sprung out of the monster's body and enlarged themselves as if they were invisible, however the sheer force put into them made them transparent. They all stabbed the very corners of the airfield and dug deep into the bedrock, hitting nearly 200 meters down under. Patel's scream would only get stronger at that point as it literally lifted the ENTIRE FIELD and two hundred meters worth of land mass under it.

The Airfield was slowly levitating upwards until the vectors managed to stabilize it at the level of the base's roof.

A giant hole was left and a huge shadow covered the entirety of the evacuating staff and agents. Patel was displaying its power as an SS rank Metahuman, the ability to take down small towns with an attack. The whole world was given the chance to see what it truly had to face-off with. Patel slowly moved the giant block of mass over the building, the hovering monolith would be more than enough to cover the whole base as well as the blocks of buildings neighboring it. It gave twenty seconds for everyone to realize how deep they were plunged into despair. It wouldn't drop it, though.

It would mercilessly slam it on the HQ.

The crash would be akin to a meteor strike, though of course with a lot less damage, but all of LA would feel as if they had lived a common earthquake that quickly escalated into something worrying. Weak tremors could even be felt right into San Francisco given the sheer force imposed. Patel used its remaining vector to shield itself and Scarlett of endless debris and pressure. It would do the same with Vince if he were to reach the rescue vector. As for the rest, well, they'd have to deal with being crushed.

"Amen."



Given the circumstances, the man holding her captive would have had to check the enormous amount of casualties he was leaving behind, giving Camille the perfect occasion to slip off behind a hangar to get away from Spectrum's aim. As this was done, she could notice her new group of Metas had encountered the chopper she instructed them to encounter. As the dog started to growl at the armed men who were defending the vehicle, Camille had caught up with the bunch and waved the soldiers down to lower their weapons. They complied since only one kid would behave so erratically in such a crisis, and it would be their boss.

"Ah la la, shaddap doggy! They're the good guys!"

She said as if he owned Jake or something. Although she wasn't sure why a dog was here in the first place, the fear of what may come soon overshadowed the minute details such as Jake or even Sebastian's fate. However, she did turn around to look behind in hopes to see her colleague, Vince. She didn't want him to die, and seriously hoped he wouldn't end up trapped by the enemy. But nothing could be done if he wouldn't be here on time. She turned back to point at the helicopter.

"Get in quick! We're flying off!"

She'd order, jumping in first. The chopper's propeller had already begun to turn and stir up a large amount of wind. As the crew would get on out of lack of options considering their wounded and the chaos, the copter would take off, leaving behind the willing soldiers who would later scavenge the area. One of the doors would be left open in order to let the passengers witness the upcoming scene. Patel's wrath unfolding. They would be spared the tremors as they would be in the skies, but the experience was still just as intense.

Camille wasn't smiling one bit. She could barely hear anything going on in the chopper between the propeller's endless noise and Patel's screeching. She was scared, scared for Vince, scared for herself, scared for whatever dangers it could present to anyone. She could only stare in awe as to what the monster was doing with the gargantuan chunk of earth, having just as much to say about it as the rest of the crew. When everything was over, the Helicopter flew among the confused news copters, waiting for Patel to grab a hold of it and go.

"... I don't even..."

It was indeed Game Over, Camille and her team had won with an overkill, so much that it left her speechless. At least the Reformists wouldn't get back up so easily.

Patel's attack was more force than what Light was used to from fighting strong beings, although she hadn't fought the spawn of c'thulu before. The blow had sent her sailing clear out of the HQ, into a few buildings, and landing her somewhere downtown where she had more or less passed out from the concussive force, birds and stars circling her head.

While Light was out, Patel had killed Cedric and was basically making a mess of the HQ. Light didn't even feel the tremor of the airfiled hitting the HQ below, and woke up a few moments afterwords after a passerby had woken her up by throwing water in her face. "How long was I out for?" Light said, rubbing her head. Thanking the person who had woken her up, she hole'd up to the tallest building nearby and made her way back to the HQ, only to see a massive crater of destruction.

"Well... guess we lost." Light said, Patel and his party having left the area. Light could hear sirens in the distance as the emergency vehicles came to take a look at what had happened. She herself went down into the rubble to search for survivors, her usual smile replaced with a frown of uncertainty.

"Cedric Wessex was more than a Hero, he was a Martyr, a witness to Truth, a loyal guardian of this country and the world. I am glad to have known him, even briefly," a middle-aged man, with red hair, green eyes, and a mildly wrinkled face, wearing a formal suit, was saying. He was practicing for Cedric Wessex's funeral, a funeral which would have every trappings of a hero's.

George Maxwell paced around his office, his tears already shed a few hours ago. He had been fond of the young man, despite his flaws, despite evidence of deep blunders just before his death, a death that had erased said blunders. Now was the time to ensure that opportunists in the Senate and the House do not roll back the progress already made, to use the memoty of a martyr as a weapon, a weapon that would bind the nation together...

The death of Cedric Wessex was better received in the US than most since the young man was an American. There was a moment of silence at the following day.

Though there were rumblings that his death could have been avoided if the kid was not a hero. Children should not be fighting people with powers should not be above the laws. If police needed to follow the law those in congress asked why must heroes not follow the law.

Russia's official response was that though the death of a child was regrettable the fact was super powered people were convinced not to use their powers.

China was the same.

Most of the Western nations regretted the death of Mister Wessex and sent condolences to his friends and family.

Governor Reese of Texas regretted the death of the young man but... "The administration is at fault for the avoidable death of Cedric Wessex. The President's lack of control of the groups allowed them not to have any government support. This just proves once again the president has no understanding of moral values and has no value of life."

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Chiller was in her apartment sobbing she was sad so many people had to die and she had saved many but not succeeded in saving them all. Cedric included.

The second the pretty boy was gone, Eli was ready to get to find Scarlet. The only problem was time,and he didn't know for sure if she was in here. Still he had away to figure that out. Scarlet for some reason had a body that he could always find. Infrared vision help more than anyone could know but there was still something about her he could always find.

Closing his eyes hard and opening them wide again. Eli took a moment to search the area for her. Somehow it didn't take long for him to do it and he found her in the something or other of Patel. It was really handy that, there was a long disturbing screech to follow. To make matters worse he was holding Oiliva's hand. The best chance the world will have against the Underground Movement or someone he onced love with all his heart. Even now this a lot harder than he thought it was gonna be.

"Come on, we need to go."Eli proclaimed quickly.

In the end Eli chose to stop the Underground Movement over saving Scarlet, although his own hypocrisy was standing in the way. Handing the go bag to Oiliva, Eli picked her up and it erupted. He figured his best chance to do both, save Oiliva and help Scarlet.

They both right around the corner from Petal, Eli watched as Patel so"You know those them when you look at me and say, "damn it all I trust him?" Eli asked somewhat panicked. "This needs to be the first." the shear Power that Patel had was horrifying. Eli watched as he raised the airfield, he didn't know of this was the perfect moment but it was the one the he was taking. He turned the corner and with Oiliva in his arms Eli went airborne and flew as fast as he could past Scarlet.

Eli did his best to leave a note burn gently in to her skin. "I'll find you. Love EC." He never paid mind to Patel, Eli wanted out of there with the quickness. Eli pushed the both of them into the sky as hard as he could. Then quickly made some rapid changes in direction before landing at his intended destination.

They were still just over an hour away on foot and where they were going, on foot was the only way to get there. He laughed for a second, chuckling really, trying to catch his breath. Flying was hard on him, add in the weight of the go bag and Oiliva, he was just happy he didn't actually fight anyone. "I hope that shit we just went through will give you pause before you start running down my name again." He tried to catch his breath, when he was rested even the slightest bit he spoke again. "You might think this is a good to stop and reflect on the days events, but it's no where near the right time. We got an hours worth of walking to do. Fall apart when we're safe and they can't find us. This is the hard part, it'll get easier in the next day or two." Eli took the go bag and tossed her a larger bottle of water. He took out a smaller one for himself, without a other word he was up and walking.

True to his word in an hour that seem to drag on forever. They came to a small but wide river. Atop a hill over looking the river was what looked to be a small cave. Signs had been dotting their walk to this location. Each of them bright yellow. Each of them reading "Area Close, Bear Area." Eli never bothered to look at them. "Were going there." Eli said as he pointed to the cave. There was a path that marked way up. It was clear that something had been using it for a long while.

"It might not look like much on the side but it's a lot nicer than you'd think. Even has a bathroom in it. " Eli took a moment to look around in both his normal eyes and his infrared. He didn't see anything that stood out. But it didn't help they were in a bit of a valley but people didn't normally come here. Just the same he had to be careful.

He lead the way to the cave. Inside was rustic and old but more akin to a house than a cave. Nothing there was without a purpose or a need Teach and every item had importance. There was a stove and a couple of pans, opposite that there were a couple of leaning backrests made from what cut trees and pine branches, there was at least one long stone for each of the the four chairs to act as tables. The floor was mostly rock, earth was used to even out the ground throughout the cave. Deeper in there was an underground area which consisted of two bedrooms and what passed as a bathroom.

The bathroom wasn't comfortable but it worked. The toilet was little more than a chair with hole cut in it, a bucket underneath it. Toilet paper hung from a wire inside a plastic coffee can and there was even a place to take a shower albeit not a long one. Along the back of this room ran a decent sized stream that could be used to drink from.

All of the bedrooms were about the same, two beds made from trees that had been cut down. Each bed had been raised a raised and covered in pine branches. Each room also had a small place for a fire and a place to hang a Lantern.

Eli through his bag and drank the last bit from his water bottle. He took a seat one of the leaning rests before letting out a sigh. "Well this is gonna be home for a for the next day or two. Should keep us plenty safe and dry. What do you think? I've been working in this place for along while now." Eli asked every bit as tired and worn out as Oiliva. He shot her a relaxed look and small smile. "If your gonna fall apart now is gonna be a good time, before Eva Adams and the Butler show up."

((Collab post between Eviledd, Rofls and Santa))
((It's really long))

"There will be a time to talk more, but it's time we begin." Isaac said. "Ms. Lancaster does not like to be kept waiting."

The Chimera bowed its head down and Isaac climbed onto it, beckoning Jenni to do the same. As soon as she and John were on board, the hunters appeared on its back and the Chimera raised its head. It lumbered forward into the sunshine and stretched its bat-like wings before running forward and taking off. Soon, the Chimera was above the clouds, making a beeline towards Alto's base.

Motivations... Isaac thought as they flew on.
His sole motivation was to understand life, to gain the ultimate knowledge. The more he found, the more he needed to know. It was a neverending quest for knowledge, one that would never end in his lifetime. Perhaps the torch would be passed to others after his death. Humans always had a penchant for knowledge, after all. It was a sad fact that his sole motivation to live couldn't be achieved solely by him, but there was nothing else he wanted to do in life, and he'd accepted it since childhood. With that said, this situation would be handy for more profiling.

"My motivations are hardly worth mentioning." Isaac remarked. "It would please me to know your own motivations, Ms Kycek. Perhaps we can find something we have in common."

"Me well i don't like talking about it with others ya know it's off a more personal matter but you told us a little bit about your motivations she we might as well tell you ours" Jenni said take a moment to breath before speaking again,"We do what we do mainly because our brother holds us back wanting us to be goodie goodies but don't shiv like that we want to kill and torture the ones that hurt innocet people and that is why we existed we are judge,jury and death in human form" Jenni said with smile behind her mask taking a seat on the floor.

"Now you know a little bit about us nothing too speical sadly but i have told you what we do...But we want to know more about this Lancaster you speak of..." She said now her own curiousity peaking and wanting to know about this person.Like a cat she would want to know about the others Isabella spoke of also but that would be for a later time.

The crazed nurse in the meantime now crossing her legs and waiting for the answer to her question form Issac.

Isaac pulled out his phone and brought out a file for Isabella Lancaster.
"Isabella Lancaster." Isaac said, beginning to read. "Her powers manifest in the ability to create spores which have the ability to mutate organic life. However, her powers can only affect willing subjects, which raises questions that can't yet be answered. With that said, she has an adequate ability to lead despite her shortcomings. Sadistic, manipulative personality with dreams of grandeur."

Isaac put his phone away and continued speaking.
"An A rank egoistic woman. She can be dangerous, but is predictable." Isaac said. "There isn't much else to say about her."

Jenni abosrbed this information nodding her head to the details said about their benifactor along with her shortcomings,"Mhm intersting intersting...and what the others do ya got info on the people we will be working along side?I ask only because we are curious" Jenni said her hands in her lap her legs still crossed like a ententive child listening to what daddy is saying.She was curious if this could mean she could easily dismantle the women if her benifactor tries to betray her,[/i]"But then that would be crazy she wouldn't do that to use....unless she thinks we are disposable pawns in her game of chess if that is the case then we will have to dispoal of that cunt"[i] She thought to herself thinking many situations and senarios in her head.

"Sounds like a hoot at parties..." She said to Issac chuckling to herself at the wisecrack.

"I have many, many files on people of note, but there's too little time to go through them all, so..." Isaac said, pulling out his phone again. "Let's list some of the more important ones."

A host of files swam onto the screen and Isaac began listing the people of note.
"Jaden McFadden." Isaac began. "His power is Biomass manipulation. Has a large hatred of normal humans."

Isaac scrolled down to another one.

"Sebastian Lyone." Isaac continued. "He has the power of Blood manipulation. A genius, but let down by his ego. May or may not be deceased."

He continued for a few others.

"Camille Mahroug. Has the power to influence the concept of aging. Currently aged 25 with the appearance of a child. She idolises Isabella Lancaster."

"Vince Ceilio. Has the power to manipulate emotions via pheromones, as well as the ability to manipulate nerves. An expert at dealing with people, so to speak."

"Solf Patel. An anomoly..." Isaac said slowly.
In all honesty, what he had on Patel was mostly speculation and things he'd heard from Isabella. Solf had an unknown amount of power, and it was unknown just how his known powers manifested. His best theory was invisible tentacles that crushed people to death, but Isaac had no idea of the limits as to the number or strength of said tentacles. All Isaac knew was that Patel had more than he let on...

"Mostly an unknown being." Isaac said finally. "His powers are largely unknown besides the ability to crush things without physically moving. Possibly the result of a government experiment."

Isaac put his phone away once again and looked over the manticore's head. They were nearing Alto's building.

"If you need to know more, ask later. We have work to do." Isaac said.

Jenni was listneing to what Issac was saying taking in the information once more nodding her head a few times while he was speaking,She made some notes to herself taking intrest in Jaden since she didn't care much about humans herself and Sebastian would be a problem to her but she would have to get on his good side so or find a way to beat his blood munipulation in case she gets into a fight with him.She could be firends with Camille since she likes kids but she could be a total bitch and that would only piss off Jenni,Vince along with Patel are going to be people she should watch out for and look for their weakness as a precaustion in case she has to fight them like with Sebastian.

"Thought so fine i have some question that that be said later on" She said now jumping to her feet looking at Issac.

"Well then, listen closesly." Isaac said. "I have a plan."

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"Oh my god." Sefia said.

"What?" Alto said, pulling out his wallet.

"You had six tacos! And now you're getting ice cream!" She shouted. A few people looked up from their shopping as she said that.

"To be fair, I'm not going to eat it right now." He replied, "I just need to stock up."

"The total comes to, $50." The cahsier said. Alto was about to pull out a $50 dollar bill, before hesitating for a second.

"Hm, gotta use these some day." He put his wallet back into his pocket, and he pulled out a bulging sack of coins from inside his lab coat somewhere.

"Oh my god." Sefia said as she put her head in her hands, "I don't even want to be associated with you right now." But Alto was busy counting coins so he didn't respond.

A few minutes later...

They exited the store carrying two heavy bags of ice-cream.

"Yay!" Sal exclaimed as she rushed forward.

"Not now." He said, stopping her with his hand. "Let's get home first, Theo should be picking us up."

They walked towards tthe street, and a car pulled up in front of them. The window rolled down to reveal Theo, still in his butler uniform.

"The meeting ended earlier than scheduled, emperor." He said. The boot of the car opened and Alto lugged the plastic bags into it as Sefia, Sal, and Con loaded into the back seat. "Where is our destination?" Theo asked as Alto slid into the front seat.

"Let's just go home." He said. The car drove off, swirling dust in the street.

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Alto's base was actually his own house. A mansion, to be precise. It was a quite fancy mansion, with white pillars out the front. It was also quite large, taking several acres of land. One might question what need a brilliant inventor like him would have for a mansion, but he'd always had a penchant for flair, and it was impressive regardless.

As Alto's car pulled into the large driveway, Isaac and Jenni stood on the Chimera, high enough to be out of sight.

"Perfect." Isaac said, removing his glasses.

As soon as he stepped out of the car, his sonar kicked in and he detected people.

"Not this again." He sighed. "Theo, there are two people in the basement near our power supply, take care of it for me."

Theo nodded and walked calmly behind the house as Alto fished his ice cream out of the boot.

"Alright Sal, which flavour do you want?" He said as she ran up beside him, "We've got strawberry, caramel, chocolate..."

"This is it..." John said.
He'd found Alto's power box. A small blue flame lit up on his finger and he began burning through the metal at a quick pace, bringing up sparks before cutting into wire. The low hum of electricity faded and he knew his job was done.
"I got nothing against you, buddy, but..." John muttered under his breath.
This was to further his agenda. He had to make himself useful. There was soemthing he had to do...

John turned to the hunter beside him.
"Take me back." He said.
He and the hunter disappeared and reappeared on top of the flying Chimera.

"The power's cut." John said simply.
"Good. Isaac said. "Let us begin."

The hunters, Isaac and John disappeared from the top of the Chimera, reappearing somewhere in the mansion. The Chimera dove straight towards the mansion and smashed its body into it, breaking half of the roof in and smashing a hole in a few floors. It shot a blast of lightning through the house, making a hole down to the ground and roared.

Jenni who jumped out of the off the Chimera so she could have her own cool entrance because why should they have all the fun,"We want to have some fun too..." She muttered to herself walking up to the double door in the fornt of the manison using her powers to bust the doors forwards and into the manison foyer walking inside scanning the room for any traps."Hereeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeere's Jenni!" She yelled out her somewhat muffled voice echoing thoughout the room.From what she could see it looked like a pretty normal house but then she thought their has to be more about this place then it looks and she should tread lightly.

"We always wanted to say that...Alright doggie take me to Alto..." She said to the Chimera taking in one last scan of the place before walking forwards and looking for a door,There was a few on the first floor of the mansion so she extended her arm out pointing to watch door to take,"Inne Meeie Minee Moe...Caught a tiger by it's toe if it hollars let it go...Inne Meeie Minee Moe" She said outloud to herself pointing to a door on the far left of her postion and looked down at the Chimera.

"Shall we Mr.Doggie?" She said to the Chimera with a smile.

"Hey," Alto said, "The power's out." He was in the middle of piling ice cream into the freezer when the power suddenly cut and the fridge stopped. He shrugged and reached around the back and flipped a switch. The freezer turned back on and he continued putting ice cream in the fridge.

"Master." Con suddenly said. "We are under attack."

Suddenly, a massive boom! emanated from somewhere in the house. It sounded like a massive thunderbolt, but really close by.

"Aw man." He said, raising his left hand to his ear. "Theo, come back. I need some help." Suddenly, Theo appeared in a flash of blue light next to him.

"What is it, emperor?" He said.

"I need you to move the fridge to the secret lab." Alto said, unplugging it from the wall, "And take the throne as well."

Theo silently picked up the large fridged with one arm, and took the throne with his other and started to make his way towards the secret basement. He felt some more people enter the radius of his sonar, and he sighed again.

"Look's like that chimera from yesterday is here." He said, "Con, start working on the Titan, and Sal, you should probably just run somewhere in case we don't handle this." Sal nodded and ran off, through the front door. Con simply closed her eyes and focused.

"What about me?" Sefia asked, surprisingly unfazed.

"You left one of your assignments in your room didn't you?" He said, "You should probably deal with it."

"Damn it! I forgot!" She quickly ran off towards the second floor. Alto was left with Con, and nothing much to do.

"Whatever, guess I'll just wait." He said, sitting down on a nearby chair.

Jenni was going to head off into the far side of the door but notice that Sal was coming up to her and got into a fighting stance,"Oooooh backup now this is gonna be fun" She said her smile getting larger using her powers to throwing a vase towards Sal.A little taste of her powers for the other meta and if she was of interstrest to her then she would give the meta a full taste of her powers.

"Ah!" She hadn't expected anyone to try the front door, and she also hadn't been expecting anyone in a nurse outfit either. Sal quickly turned into a small kitten as the vase sailed over her rapidly shrinking head, and soon enough she was a tiny orange kitten. She hissed at the intruder and scampered off into a nearby open door.

"Here kitty kitty kitty come out and play...." Jenni said now walking slowly into the open door,Once she was inside she flicked on the light switch but nothing happened."ALLLLLTOOOOO COME OUT TO PLAYAYA" She said loudly in a high pitch tone of voice mimicing a character in a movie she saw recently,"Damn no light well i guess i gotta do this in the dark...or maybe their is a candle around..." She said using her powers to summon Dean who looked like a true ghost with his eyes curled into his head and could only see the whites of his eyes and his mouth sown shut.

Dean was now looking around the dark room for Jenni leading her out of the room.

"You don't have to shout, you know." Alto said suddenly from the entrance of the room, "Hey, aren't you Nurse Concrete?" He'd heard a vase breaking, not that he minded because he'd never wanted those vases in the first place. "Why are you raiding my house?"

Jenni quickly turned around to face the source of the voice in the room,"Why well good question mostly because my higher ups want you...but that doesn't mean we cant have some fun with you..." Jenni said now jumping up and down getting herself pumped up."So lets dance...and why don't i make the first move.." She said and with that Dean came rushing at him with Jenni using her powers to move a chair at him to try to struck him in the head.

"Yeah, no." He lifted up his left arm and a barrier of energy sprang to life in front of him, and the chair shattered on it. The barrier coalesced into a flat wall of energy, and it flew straight at Nurse Concrete.

The energy wall hit Jenni sending her flying into the other side of the room,"Damn it...your pretty good i guess that is why you got the same code name as the boss" Jenni chuckled to herslef before getting back up to her feet.Once she was on her feet she sent Dean out once more now looking more pale and had no eyes only the eyestocks and his mouth gaping open,"Time to dance...dance for me boy..." She said with a shrill laugh as Dean rushed at Alto once more now visable to Alto to try to scare him to try not fight anymore.

In case that shouldn't work she sent a few couches and large shelves towards him.

Alto stepped back, out into the hallway and the debris crashed into the frame, cracking the sides a little. At the forefront of the mess, a cabinet flung open and out fell Sal, the tiny orange kitten.

"There you are." He said, picking her up. His right hand touched the door frame and veins of black steel spread from his fingertips. Black steel bars jutted out from the veins and blocked the psychicly propelled stuff from coming through. Sefia also appeared behind him.

"You ready to go?" He said without turning around.

"Yes." She said in a bitter tone.

"Oh, did something happen?" He said, turning to face her.

"My homework got vaporized by the lightning." she replied. Suddenly, Theo came in from the front door.

"The laboratory has been sealed, emperor." He said. Con came in from the kitchen as well.

"Master, the Titan is ready." She said.

"Alright, time to leave." he said.

In the front yard of the mansion, the earth suddenly seemed to shake. Cracks appeared in the pathway leading to Alto's mansion, and slowly, a hand shot out from the ground and grabbed a large chunk of earth as if to hold on to. With an almighty crack! a collosal black steel construct pulled itself out from the ground and stood up. It was as tall as the chimera was long, and its fists looked like giant warhammers.

Alto and the crew ran out the front door as it took its first steps, each time his foot fell the ground shook a little and he left a giant footprint in the ground. Alto raised his left arm and a horizontal square of blue energy appared in front of him hovering onto the ground. He jumped onto it as he ran and Sefia, Sal, Theo, and Con followed suit. The magic carpet lifted off the ground and flew through the titan's legs as it approached Alto's mansion in search of enemies.

The Chimera burst out of the top few floors of Alto's mansion and pounced towards the Titan, claws bared, lightning charging in its mouth. It landed on the Titan, grabbing onto its shoulders with its massive paws as it let loose a blast of lightning straight into the black steel titan's face. The lightning surged through the Titan but it didn't do anything to it. The titan grabbed hold of one of the chimera's necks with it's massive hand, and proceeded to swing it's other fist straight into the Chimera's exposed torso. The Chimera took the blow, bracing itself to reduce damage. Its snake tail wound around one of the titan's legs, pulling at it with all of its strength. The Goat head started headbutting it while the Lion head blasted it with lightning.

The Titan shifted it's weight onto the leg that the snake had wrapped around, and it held as the snake pulled. The goat head was starting to dent the Titan's head but the lightning still had little effect on the Titan. The Titan grabbed the snake head with its free hand, and squeezed tightly. The lightning conducted through the Titan's body and through the hand, into the snake. Fortunately for the Chimera, its natural lightning resistance mitigated the damage. Unfortunately for the Chimera, the Titan's grip was too strong. The titan was slowly choking the snake, and there was little the other heads could do to stop it. The goat head headbutted the Titan's arm and the lion head bit down, but to no avail. There was only one thing it could do now.

The Chimera wonkily took to the skies, dragging the titan with it. The lion head's fangs were still in it and it still held the snake in a death hold. With no other option, the Chimera flew as high as it could and then immediately stopped and began diving straight into the ground, piledriving the titan into the mansion lawn. The impact pushed the Titan into the ground slightly, but that was of little consequence. The Titan pulled hard on the snake and lion heads, attempting to tear off its heads. The Chimera struggled, but the Titan's grip was strong. Even with the Chimera's immense strength, it couldn't break free. Things were looking bad for it...

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"A pity." Isaac said.
In front of him, a glowing computer screen denied him access. Alto's secret stash of hidden information. Unfortunately for Isaac, it was extremely well protected.
I can't say I didn't expect this. Isaac thought.

Despite the fact that he was there, he couldn't do anything with Alto's secret information. Isaac sighed and turned back around, walking out of Alto's secret room. He walked past the large blocks of wall he'd cut open, through the secret tunnel and out from the basement. A hunter stood, waiting. Isaac walked next to the hunter and they both disappeared, reappearing on an intact bit of roof. Isaac saw how the Chimera was doing and sighed again.
"Inadequate strength. There's room for improvement..." He muttered.

Isaac and the hunter teleported down to the gridlocked behemoths. He calmly stepped onto the black iron titan's arm, walking towards its chest. As if knowing that his master was there, the Chimera displayed a burst of energy, determined to hold down the iron construct.

"How interesting." Isaac said, scalpel in hand.

A construct made out of black iron, as well as manipulation of blue energy. Alto quite a large range of powers at his disposal, it appeared. He still didn't know the powers of Alto's mercenary crew, but it didn't matter. He'd find out eventually.

Isaac arrived at the struggling titan's chest and stopped. There was a large vital point on it, at which Isaac bent down to touch it. He found the inner workings of it were simplistic, but the brain stored some complicated circuitry which likely housed an artificial intelligence.
"Simpler than hypothesised." Isaac said.
He stabbed down and with a large crack, the black iron fractured around the stab wound. The cracks spread through the golem quickly, racing up its limbs.The Chimera let go in surprise at the sudden change of pressure. Isaac walked back to the Chimera as the titan quietly broke into pieces.

"Well, this can be counted as a failure." Isaac said quietly to himself.
He turned to the mansion and called out.
"Ms Kycek, it's about time we leave!"

"Really well fuck me..this sucks..." Jenni said to herself throwing a mini temper tantrum knocking over another vase form it's stand,"Fuck fuck fuck...this is no fun at all right Deany?I wanted some fun it's not fair god damn it.." She said pouting and flanting her arms around.She finally made her way over to Issac looking a bit pissed off and mopey,"So yeah think the boss lady will be pissed at us?Probally..." She added shaking her head and started to look around at the manison.

"At least i got to meet a dreamy guy..." She added with a smile underneathe her mask walking away.

"It's not like I expected victory." Isaac said. "Yes, Isabella will be angry, but we have information."

Afterall, knowing was half the battle. Technically speaking, Isaac didn't get much information, but he did find out a few things.
Alto was known as a genius builder for a reason. He had to ability to manipulate what seemed to be black metal as well as blue energy. And his powers were at least A class, if not S class.

John rivers appeared with a hunter. He hadn't done much, but he hadn't really been able to. Another hunter appeared, holding a sizeable chunk of black metal, to be analysed later. The Chimera bowed down to let the group onto its back once again.

"This was a failure, but not a complete one." Isaac said. "Let's go back to Avalon."

Olivia Delacroix

Just as she snapped out of her dream-like form, she felt a hot lash on her ass and quickly turned to give Elijah a look that could wither even the healthiest of living things. The humour in Elijah's eyes quickly faded though as he received a phone call which seemed to piss him off. Going into a small tangent, he awarded off Vince with a few loose threats and even turned to head into the building when he stopped. Looking around, she noted that she had done her job and the people could leave once again. Olivia would have to go and round up any straggl- Cedric's broken form suddenly appeared on the screens around the lobby. Taking a step back in pure shock, she seemed frozen to the spot as she cast her eyes up to the screen. "God no..." She whispered, her voice a weak rasp before she was forced to avert her eyes as Cedric's neck was violently broke.

The screams of scared civilians faded, as did all sound, almost like a shell had just exploded right next to her and left her deaf and dumb. Looking around, she took note of all the bodies, precariously scattered like a large child had came in and dumped all its toys in the lobby of the Reformist HQ. Why? What were they even meant to do? How were they ever meant to fight an enemy like this?

Elijah's voice pulled her back as he informed her they had to go. He was right, the HQ looked like it was about to give in and it would be a bad idea for them to stick around. Nodding, she shrugged the go-bag over one shoulder and followed him, keeping uncharacteristically quiet. Olivia was too shocked to even attempt to say anything so she simply followed him.

Patel lifting the airfield and slamming it into the HQ should have shocked her but she had witnessed too many atrocities that day to even find it remotely shocking. Watching Patel idly, her eyes trailed to a violet-haired girl that Elijah seemed to be staring at. Olivia took note of the Pyromancer's body - it seemed that he couldn't decide whether to go after the girl or leave. Finally though, he turned and opened his arms to Olivia. Moving closer, she wrapped her arms around him and gently nestled her head against his chest as they took off.

Their flight didn't last long as they touched down in some sort of forest. Olivia was tired and wanted nothing more than to find somewhere to curl up and lose herself for a day or two. He didn't die in vain. A voice in her head reminded her, a voice that she hadn't heard in a long time. She didn't grace it with an answer though - Cedric did die in vain, the Reformists were too weak to strike back and he didn't even stop Patel from reaching the control room.

The walk was long and Olivia retreated back to her silence, occasionally taking a well-needed drink of water when it was offered to her. Within an hour, they had reached what could best be described as a hermit's cave but with all things considered, it was probably a lot safer than other places in LA at that moment. Dropping the go-bag on the floor near the entrance, she flicked her eyes up to Elijah. There was sorrow there, regret and too much fear for one girl to handle. "I'm going to wash up.

Kneeling on the cold stone of the makeshift bathroom, she knelt beside the small stream. Her hands dipped down, pressed together to form a small bowl. Lifting them, she splashed water over her face and as she closed her eyes, she was reminded of the sight of Cedric Wessex having his neck snapped. She broke down then.

Scarlett Evermore

Pain. Pain ripped through her stomach, corrupting as it went. Her eyes flicked open, widening before she tried to curl up around her stomach, willing the pain to disappear and hoping that another strike wouldn't follow. She was weak, she could feel it in her bones - whatever had happened in the dream with Patel had reverberated into reality. There was an evil gnawing at her, a cold that wouldn't go away even if she tried to ignore it. Ignorance was a temporary bliss before reality catches up with you anyways.

Focusing her vision, she realised that Patel, in all his horror, had closed in on her and seemed to be staring at her. Before, she wasn't so afraid of him but now, she was a child and he was the monster under her bed. You can hide from monsters though, but Scarlett seemed to be stuck fast in the grip of his vectors. Her stomach reminded her of its predicament with another sharp jolt of pain which she mostly ignored - Patel was close to her and it appeared that this might just be it.

That wasn't it for Scarlett, however, as Patel opened his mouth and spoke with that voice that would drive fear into the heart of anyone. Shuddering with the goosebumps that multiples down her spine, spreading like wildfire, she listened to his words and would have frowned if she could. She was paralyzed though. With hazy vision, she watched as Patel turned and summoning all his might, began to chant in a voice that pierced her eardrums. Well, if she didn't die she would certainly go deaf. With sudden horror, she stopped trying to pull her hands up to cover her ears as she watched the airfield being ripped from its place in the ground. It was lifted, then unceremoniously dumped on the Reformist HQ. The screeching stopped then but her hearing didn't seem to make a drastic return. Fear boiled inside her, mixing with pure terror to form a substance that drove her to the edge of sanity and took her out for dinner.

This time when she fell unconscious, it was voluntary.

Ruby Greenfoot

As the sun settled down into the horizon, LA began to lick at its wound. A great atrocity had been committed that day but it was just another one in a long line of deep violence in the city. Nothing ever changed and nothing ever will change. Humans liked to separate themselves from Metas but the truth was that Metas were more human than the normal people ever could be. We're predators, not prey, and Metas served that cause a lot better than any human could ever wish to.

It was then that they chose to strike. A simultaneous assault. A lightning strike in a sunny day. Their target? Metahumans. Ever single last one of them. There was no warning - any Meta, be they asleep or awake were suddenly greeted with bright lights, shouts and weapons that had been specifically engineered to limit and cease their capabilities. Weapons that looked like they had been designed initially by Aperture but perfected into things that simply couldn't be resisted. In all honesty, it appeared like all the SWAT forces the world around had formed an anti-meta coalition and descended in one fowl strike.

Reality was much different but almost as quickly as the Metas were put to sleep by their weapons, they woke to the calls of gulls and the loud wash of waves hitting the sand. They didn't have a desire to fight as well - that had disappeared along with whatever it was that they had on their person. They were all kitted out for the beach now - whether it be bikinis, sandals or swimming shorts. T'was a strange event that almost appeared like it had been designed by an idiot. Yeah... jokes aimed at oneself are fun.

Olivia Delacroix

Olivia groaned awake, dragging her feet up from the hot sun and into the shade. Flicking her eyes open, she examined the scene in very mild confusion. "Huh?" She murmured, sitting up and looking around with those emerald-like eyes of hers. She was on... a beach? Looking around, she watched as the turquoise-coloured water lapped up onto the sand before retreating again. Two bare-chested hunks ran past her, one sending her a wink which she responded to with a confused stare.

Olivia had been crying... then Elijah had came and comforted her... then she remembered him taking her to her bedroom where she fell asleep. After that? There wa- Nope. Gone. Couldn't remember a smidge of it. "Hmm..." Idly tapping her bottom lip with her index finger, she suddenly felt a massive desire to swim. She could try to remember what happened later - the water looked too inviting.

Washington DC

"Shields broken - Unauthorized Teleports detected all over the world!"

"Spaceborne object detected - it's the Third Party!"

"Authorize deployment of all remaining THORs - what's this, they've been disabled!"

"Launch the nukes, launch the nukes - damnit, they're being shot down!"

A Few Seconds Later

"ETs have been detected on Earth - Commando Teams carrying specialized Anti-Meta weapons!"

"Deploy all available forces - no, they've teleported away!"

"They're after our Metas, they're after our Metas!"

"The Special Meta Division, they're all gone; so is The Project and Cyber!"

"StuCorp has reported an attack; Gary Stuart and his pals have been snatched, as well!"

George Maxwell was having an even worse day than yesterday. While everyone had been distracted by the Reformists/Underground Conflict, it now seemed as though the Third Party chose this as their time to strike. And Earth had been rendered powerless to do anything.

"Some people, in this world, would already deem the abduction of all our Metas by ETs a blessing. Those people are Quislings," he said in a tone of fake calm. America had been humilated, no, the World had been humiliated, rendered powerless by what had been glorified slavers. Humanity did not like being humilated; especially when they cannot do anything about it.

Whatever the case, powerless or not, Earth would never be the same again...

"Call the United Nations. Call every Head of State mildly friendly with us. Begin plans for a Meeting. If nothing else, we can at least turn this incident into a cause for World Unity," George finally intoned.

The Beach

Jaden would find a young boy, 13 to 14 years of age, sitting beside him, a boy with brown hair and blue eyes, wearing swimming trunks. Although the boy didn't look like him, he would recognize him as his son, Eden McFadden.

"Hey, Dad," he said. "Glad I can finally see you. Wanna build a sandcastle?" He smiled widely.

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Isabella, meanwhile, was with Alto, her memories lost, but not her, well, desires.

"You know," she said in a voice that was meant to be flattering, drawing attention to her curvy, shapely body, "you are a handsome young man, tall, well-built, with striking eyes, and hair that doesn't look out of place in Japan. I like that. So," she smiled, drawing more attention to her fake-red eyes and crimson lips, "why don't we spend some time alone together?"

After Patel's show, Camille had thought it would be all over, especially with her new high score of supposed recruits for the Underground. While the helicopter drifted in the dusty air above the annihilated HQ, waiting on Patel, Vince and Sebastian to report back, Camille felt a little dizzy before she'd blink for an extended period of time.

All of a sudden, she'd back lying on a beach towel under a green parasol. She was wearing black bathing onesies and had her flip-flops set on the lower right hand corner of her rainbow towel. She was also wearing sunglasses over her hair, letting them fall on her little nose as she sat up to acknowledge where she had landed this time. The idea of a dream didn't come to mind, much like any average person's dream after all, as even the most abstract of things would seem real and logical in such worlds.

She felt the heat of the sun cooking the sand around her towel, the little chunks on her feet that weren't spared by the parasol's cover felt the intensity of the sunlight. The sea was just before her and people seemed to be having a good time. She could actually recognize Isabella trying to seduce a man she could barely recognize. Indeed her encounter with Alto a while back in the base didn't really strike her in such a strange moment. Then there as Jaden who would be confronted by a kid nearing the age Camille had the appearance of, maybe more. What was all this? Everyone else was somewhat blurry, except for those around her.

As she turned to check both her right and her left, she'd notice that she'd be in the middle of a row of towels all ridden by different people she had recently encountered. On her right would be Ann, or Ariadne whatever, and Camille would recognize her as a close friend in this world. Ann reflected the friend Camille had always wanted ever since she was locked up for base maintenance for many years. She tapped the blonde girl's shoulder in hopes to get a response.

"Ey'... Ann! Wake up, we gotta ride the crocodile ballon!"

She'd say with excitement, all her confusion would be suddenly swallowed by some random idea implanted in her mind which involved having fun. That and despite not asking for her name before, she'd know it in this realm. Ann would be greeted with a grinning Camille who wouldn't hold back on her hyperactivity.

Jenni had awakened to the sound of seagulls chirping and squeaking loudly much to her own annoyance,"God damn gulls...fuck off...im trying to sleep.." She groaned swatting at the air in a attempt to make the seagulls move away form her.The nurse slowly opened her eyes getting up form where she was to see she was laying on a bright green towel and a rainbow umbrella above her.

Jenni was surprised and a little angry that she was in a bright yellow bikini top and bottom showing off her athletic body and her busty chest that would embarrassed her to show off to others,"Fuck...i hate this where are my nurse gown i need to hide.." She said now standing up picking up the green towel to wrap around her body.

She still had her mask on so she could hide her face form others,"Damn..man i fell tired i wonder if their are others here?" She said to herself looking only seeing another women and a good looking man talking to each other."Maybe they can help me?" She said to herself before walking over to them waving and saying hello to them.

(She's walking over to Alto and Isabella to make it clear)

Waking up on some sandy shores, Light looked around for clues as tho how she had gotten there. She didn't remember much, other than someone escorting her there or something. Apparently she was wearing some swimwear on top of her dress, which she tore off in annoyance as she always had cloths on anyway, so extra cloths were redundant. "Hey, uh... Is anyone here?" Light said aloud, wandering around the beach for someone to tlak to.

"Um." Alto said, taking a good look at his surroundings. "Where am I?"

He was at a beach? When had he gotten there? Why was he still wearing his lab coat at the beach? There were a bunch of people at the beach but it wasn't very heavily populated which was fortunate. He looked to his left, and he saw someone vaguely familiar. She looked to be in her early 20s, but something in the back of his mind said she was 35.

Isabella, meanwhile, was with Alto, her memories lost, but not her, well, desires.

"You know," she said in a voice that was meant to be flattering, drawing attention to her curvy, shapely body, "you are a handsome young man, tall, well-built, with striking eyes, and hair that doesn't look out of place in Japan. I like that. So," she smiled, drawing more attention to her fake-red eyes and crimson lips, "why don't we spend some time alone together?"

For some reason he almost vomitted in his mouth. He had no idea why, but he wasn't going to spend another minute there.

"Uh, no." He said quickly. Then he ran off as fast as he could.

Where's Sal and Con? He thought, looking at all the people on the beach. Where's Sefia gone?

He had no idea how he'd gotten to the beach, but he was pretty sure Sal, Con, Theo and Sefia were theres somewhere as well.

Aya had no idea what was going on. At all. She was pretty sure she was supposed to be having a mental breakdown due to the aftereffects of a new ability that had to do with tearing a soul to shreds and then eating a piece, but… honestly, she felt fine (relatively). On top of that, she heard the familiar sound of… waves? The sun beat down on her but the breeze was cool against her skin. She could taste salt on her tongue. Was she seriously at a beach right now? Aya hadn't been to the beach since she left for college – Hawaii had spoiled her, and now no other beach could compare. This one came pretty close, though.

Straightening up, she found herself already in a black and green bikini. Choosing to question things later, Aya brushed the sand off her skin and began walking towards the water, looking around at the other people just starting to wake up. Some she recognized, others she didn't. She was fairly certain she was supposed to be terrified of a few of the people here, but oh well.