Pete nodded. He flew in through one of the windows. He was ready to fire at a monomers notice. He charged up his hands and got ready to attack. Then the freak noticed them. This was bad. He could get to the other bomb but it would take sometime. He had no idea what to do. Take the lunatic or get the bomb. He made a snap idea. "I'm going for the other bomb. Take him " He said before flying off to the Silver Co. Building.

"Well shit..."

Abaddon had been left to deal with a guy who had a device attatched to him that would detonate the bank if he received a force as little as a simple shove. Unfortunately, Abaddon was used to mauling his opponents.
Was this a bluff? Doubtful. If this guy planted three bombs already and was using them as a distraction to rob the bank, then no doubt he had a final bargaining price up his sleeve to ensure his success. Perhaps it would have been better to let Pete handle this. He could have probably detected the electricity of the device and then deactivated with no trouble...

"Everyone get out. Now."

Abaddon snarled to try and get people to move out of the building. He kept some tendrils trained at Persona in case he tried to use his weapon to scare the civilians into staying put. Snatching the gun away probably wouldn't cause much of a jolt..m

Katherin saw a large gathering of people around a building that looked there had been an explosion. She was sure there were many other reporters at the scene but maybe she could find some information no one else had. All she could do was try. Katherin carefully made her way to the front of the crowd. She carefully studied the scene. Nothing stood out at first glance. Itwould be handy to be invisible, but since that wasn't among her skills.she was going to have to find another way.

Pete flew to the Silver Co. Building. He looked all around the building then found it. The energy signature if a bomb. Right by the base. A big one too. He looked at a second. Problem was it was set to an electrical charge. A timer. Counting down. It required electricity but not. He had dealt with bombs like this before. He placed his hands near the timer and pulled out the charge from it. It froze the clock at one minute left. He had tricked the timer and the bomb for that matter from exploding. The day was saved on this front. He however flew up to the rest of the building herding people out of the blast zone. In case this maniac had a remote detonator. It was possible. Only problem was that he had fried the circuits. So there was no way this bomb was going off.

Pete flew over the building and looked down. He had done it. Dad would have been proud.

"Please... just don't come that close..." Zed whispered in a frightened voice. "It doesn't like you." he added, a tinge of fear in his ominous words. However, Zed composed himself as he let out an exasperated sigh. He had seen the girl wielding her powers, she was a gifted one...

"There's something wrong today... chaos... Everything. The murder... I don't even." Zed stuttered as he tightened his bandages. "Damn it all... Look, something is at work here. I know you have a gift, so do I, rather, a curse. More importantly, when I was surveying the scene I detected blood... spilled blood. The scent was so powerful it nearly drove me mad. I don't know if that was the murderer but... he reeked of death." Zed spoke as he leaned on the wall.

Suddenly, another explosion occurred.

"Great. All hell breaks loose." Zed sighed as he looked at the location of the distant rising smoke. "My name is Zed. Zed Brand. Thank you for helping me earlier, however, I'm afraid I'm much more of a threat than an ally. Back in the days, they used to call me the Predator, and for good reasons. There's something inside me that wants to kill you, wants to kill anyone who makes me strong. I appreciate what you've done, and I do hope you keep doing it." Zed continued speaking as he turned around and started walking.

"I'll devote my attention to solving who committed the murder... I think I know where to begin." Zed mumbled. "I think it's time I did something for humanity."

Feeling more so than hearing the explosions which had detonated somewhere nearby, MindWarp once again released a sigh. How come all the other villains got the fun assignments while she was idly sitting around waiting for the supposed appearance of-
'Vrrrr-vrrrr. Vrrrr-vrrrr.' She was interrupted mid rant by this sound, the sound of her phone vibrating. Pulling it out from her coat pocket, she answered the call.

“Yo.” She greeted dully, reclining back into her uncomfortable seat and drinking the last of her beverage.

“Change of plan. Your current assignment has been disengaged and your clearance moved up to level FW.D.lv7. The Means is the place to send our gift as a show of aptitude. Do what you do best.” A deep voice spoke cryptically relaying the specifics for her new assignment. Big things were going down today it seemed.

“As if I could do anything less.” She quipped just before the end tone sounded repeatedly in her ear. Replacing her phone back in her pocket, she slipped a few bills under her empty cup, enough to cover for the cost and a bit extra as a tip. Then stood up, grabbing hold of the briefcases handle and sauntered out of the small café.

As Katherin studied the first explosion she heard rumors of a second so she made her way out of the current crowd. She would see what discover at the next explosion. Katherin made her way back to the café where she had left her Voltswagen beetle.

"Hey Ladybug looks like we are going to be doing a lot of traveling from now on. I think on our next shopping trip we're going to buy us a couple of police scanners. If your mommy is going to be a hero and a reporter she needs to know where the action is going to be." Katherin said as she patted the roof of her old beetle. Her baby was unique and always drew some attention. It wasn't every day you saw a cherry red Volswagen with black spots.

As she drove to the bank where she had heard there had been a second explosion, Katherin considered the headlines she could use for her article. Already she had several ideas that she thought were creative enough to get the editors attention. Yes today was definitely looking up.

Niesha let hi talk, because it seemed he needed to, the followed, staying the same distance away from him, but still close. "You say to stay away, yet I really doubt it is coincidence that we meet again" she said, not denying the fact thathe had caught her using her power, that she even had powers. "So, I'm sorry, but I dont think you will get that wish" she said

she looked about, curious as to the booms and generally noises around the city, what had just exploded? Was it connected to what happened here? "It came from that way" she mused, looking down the street. She looked back at the apartment building, "did you say murder? Someone was murdered here. Someone important then"

Niesha hadn't really had a chance to be a hero, yet it looked like she would get that chance today. Something was going on in this city, and she was going to figure out what. She just wished she'd had a chance to drop of her cookies. They were going to gef smashed, she was sure of it.

Zed eyed the woman who was still following him. She wasn't easily dissuaded now was she? When the girl suddenly brought up the topic of the murder, Zed couldn't help but wonder... was the guy he had detected earlier, the same murderer? Nonetheless, greater things were happening here... The city was being attacked left and right by unknown perpetrators... the murder mystery will have to wait. Zed knew he had acquired the scent, so it will only take a while for him to track down that same guy, assuming that person was indeed the murderer. For now, he had to check on the chaotic explosions happening.

"They say that it is the heroes' job to keep this city safe, however, when those heroes are doing a lousy job... It's up to even the sidekicks to clean up the mess." Zed spoke as he headed to the streets. "Try to keep up if you can." the lad mumbled as he dashed quickly towards the site of the explosions. He could detect such large traces of gun powder and smoke in the air, those explosions must be intense. Even his curse could prove useful after all. As the cafe became nearer, Zed stopped at the sight of a woman who had an ominous aura.

A familiar sight came into view, the cafe where it all started.

His eyes were intently staring down the blonde woman who was carrying a briefcase in a nonchalant manner. The demon inside was telling him that the woman was trouble.

"A potential ally that female human is. Ally yourself with her, NOW!"

Zed locked out the voice inside him as he prepared to take action. He could smell something odd with the woman... something dangerous. If there was one thing Zed progressed in his ability, it was the fact that he can freely evolve but the hard part is, preventing a sudden evolution.

Zed took in a deep breath, examining the different scents in the air. It was all so filled with death and decay. There was only one way to be sure. Zed approached the woman who looked about 18 or 19 years of age, carefully eyeing her briefcase.

"Excuse me? Would you happen to know what might have happened there at the lower district? Lately, a lot of explosions are coming up." Zed asked in a really soft tone, slowly inhaling the air to check for any suspicious scents. The bandages on his arms were slowly loosening for reasons only he knows.

Niesha grinned, and leaped up into the air, easily following Zed in the air, keeping an eye on him while maintaining the light that kept her 'flying'. When Zed stopped, Niesha landed in an ally, prepared to have his back if need be.

she looked out, seeing the woman with the breif case. Nieshq gasped, her Aura wasn't a pretty picture. Bad woman, Niesha was sure of it.

What should she do? Should she walk up to Zed, to be there, right at hand if something happened, or stay hidden, where she could reinforce, using her power? She was unsure what to do. She debated for a moment before deciding to stay in the ally, but formed a ball of light in her hand, just in case.

Something major was going on, Niesha was sure of that. Was it one big thing all connected together, or severalsmall things that just seemed to happen all on the same day? Nieshq was no fool, she was betting they were all connected somehow. She looked out, watching as Zed approacned the woman, and spoke.

Katherin parked the Ladybug a block away from the bank when the second explosion took place. The crowd gathered here wasn't as large as the one at the first explosion. Which made it easier to get close to the scene itself, but also made it more difficult not to attract attention. She studied the scene gathering what data she could. Hoping that she could gather find something unique.

Looking at her watch Katherin saw she still had a few hours before she had to meet Niesha at her new house. She needed to find a place to pick up a couple of police scanners. One for Ladybug and one for the house. That way she would knew where the action was at all times. Then Katherin planned to drive around town until 4. Something told her that the chaos of the day had only just started.

Cruising along the footpath with a distinguished hop in her step, MindWarp didn’t get far from the small café when she was stopped by a voice calling out to her. The tone was soft but she didn’t like the added accusation she detected in it. What was this, an inquisition? Well she had neither the patience nor the time to deal with it. The gears in her mind turned at an accelerated rate while she thought up a plan and a plan was quickly formulated.

MindWarp spun around to face the speaker, but before she could begin to say or do anything she was a little surprised at seeing that it was the street cleaner from earlier. However, it didn’t last long, if even a second because she jumped right into her plan. She created an illusion of a second self which stayed in place while the real her stepped away, invisible due to the effects of her illusion. Her illusions were casted right into the minds of those who were in range. And the mind or more importantly, the brain, was the bodies control centre and her illusions affected all senses, sight, hearing and smell just not touch, but if she worked on it then she was sure that she could achieve it also.

While the real MindWarp continued to back away the fake stayed perfectly in place and began communicating with the guy, the street cleaner.
“Oh my goodness!” She gushed, “I don’t know about it being in the lower district but they say that two bombs were detonated. I wholly hope that no one was hurt! It breaks my heart to think that someone could be so heartless, so devious, and so inhumane!” The emotion, wow I’m getting good at this! MindWarp thought inwardly with a smirk as she moved further and further away and was soon at the corner of the street. As an added precaution if he happened to touch her illusion and find that it had no corporal form, MindWarp illusioned herself a new appearance, one of an older lady with dark tan skin and black hair who was walking past with a poodle while the lady in return got the illusion to look like a mirror image of MindWarp herself briefcase and all.

Lass

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Lass was just about to leave the coffee shop when suddenly an explosion happened. He ran outside and saw smoke rising at some place "Is a villain at it again...?" he mumbled. Since he haven't decided where to go next, he just thought that maybe he could go to where the explosion happened. Using his power, Lass traveled quickly by teleporting from one shadow to another, with his invisibility activated to avoid getting seen.

The explosion came from an apartment and Lass had just arrived there. The police are already guarding and investigating the place, several personnel from different news companies are there as well. Curious people had started to gather near it too, Lass walked to one of them "Hey mister. What happened here?" the man looked at him and seems to be thinking of why a kid was there, but he soon answered him anyway "Police said that a hero had just died..." a scared look appeared on his face "With just a bullet too... This is bad.. You should get out of here kid." Lass thanked the man and went to ask another person "Starbird died from just a bullet!" answered by a woman with a scared voice.

Lass backed off from the crowd and just sighed "I thought something really bad happened. It was just a dead hero." he didn't care about such things, that's why he had little interest in what happened. Though, the death of a great hero with just a bullet, that is something to be interested at. Whoever did it must be dangerous, Lass felt the need to be careful. He left the apartment and walked aimlessly, if someone asked why he just walked away like that, he'll just answer that he's scared and is being careful.

"I'm bored... Is there anyone that I can play with?" he looked around, but as he did, another explosion happened "Another one? Why a-" then another explosion was heard from the same direction "Everyone's bombing the city today." This one, he was much more intrigued to see since a series of explosions occurred at one place.

Using the same technique, he arrived at what seems to be a bank. There he saw a superhuman flying "Is that Hawk?" he didn't know all the supers, but he at least know some. It was weird for a hero to leave a place without even taking care of the problem "... So there must be someone inside. I'm curious~!" Lass exclaimed while staying on the shadows. Using the shadows once more, he warped and warped until he found a hole which let him see inside the bank. After entering through the shadows, he hid and saw two people and it seems one of them was held captive "Let me just watch this... I wonder what will happen?" He stayed behind a pillar while peeking at them, he still has his invisibility on for safety.

Zed listened carefully. Her tone was pretty much sincere, something the cleaner was quite surprised at. He had calmed down for at least a moment, the suspicious smell was actually vanishing now... Perhaps it didn't come from her after all. Zed inwardly chuckled as he rubbed his neck or the bandage covering it.

"Indeed... such heartless people." Zed smiled as he returned to normal. Suddenly, a voice within him echoed in a disgusted tone.

"Foolish... YOU HAVE BEEN TRICKED!"

"You're wrong." Zed thought to himself calmly as painful nervous attack triggered his arm... a forced evolution. His right arm tore the bandages apart as a huge blood red blade sprung forth and pierced the woman directly in her chest. "NOOOOO!" Zed screamed in fear as he noticed something... the blade went right through... this was not the woman... an illusion.

Anger, shame, humiliation, wrath, and everything else soared within Zed as his left arm burst forth and became a twin blade.

"Insanity's Evolution: Reaver Arms." Zed mumbled slowly as the illusion vanished, revealing the woman on the other side of the street. "Insanity's Evolution: Sapien Limbs." Zed continued as the bandages on his feet erupted into a clawed form hand. "No one... tricks me and gets away with it." Zed roared as all his anger surfaced. With a mighty jump, Zed soared through the air and brought down his blade on the woman...

However, his enemy screamed in horror and backed away, leaving her briefcase on the ground. Zed's blade sliced the briefcase in hand as he----

"What the---" Zed mumbled as he examined the briefcase stuck to his blade.... It was oozing red liquid. "Illusion again... STOP IT!" Zed shouted as he snapped out of the woman's first illusion. The briefcase was actually a poodle, decapitated and stuck to his blade.... The woman turned into another woman with dark tanned skin... He had been tricked again.

Many meters away, he spotted the woman's twin... another dark tan skinned individual with a poodle as well who was walking ever so calmly. Meanwhile, his first victim was already screaming in his face shouting: 'MONSTER! MONSTER!'

Such rage and humiliation infested Zed's mind as the only thing in his brain is slicing the whore in half. His evolved feet dashed forth, quickly charging towards the dark tanned skin woman who had casted the illusion on him. His blade sliced through debris after debris as he aimed his left hand straight into the heart of his enemy.

"Limb from limb..."

(Hoy, keep in mind that the explosions set off by Persona were quite a bit aways from where most of the characters were at during the beginning. That means it would have been difficult for them to see or hear a loud explosion. Perhaps an echo, but that wouldn't set off much suspicion.)

A large fleet of alien spacecrafts floated slowly through the stars of space. Armored and weaponized, these things were obviously meant for war, wars that more often than not had ended up favoring "them". The Altehokrinites, a race of supremacist, conquering aliens that destroyed and assimilated civilizations into their own empire. Large and hulking or small yet sleek, alone these reptilian-amphibian creatures were still a force to be reckoned with even without weapons.

One of them speaks.

"How goes it?"

Another at the controls responds.

"Well. The fool Starbird was completely unaware of the little device we planted in him years ago when he dared to journey outside earth to destroy one of our own ships. One of our hidden pawns on earth managed to pay off a rogue assassin for his death. When Starbird's life vanished, it activated the device, which in turn activated several hidden signals on satellites or even on our fallen ships being kept by these humans for study."

The aliens laughed and snarled in amusement.

"And these signals are what's currently driving people, human and super alike, quite... unreasonable. Several explosions have followed in a mere hour after Starbird's death! With the powerhouse of the world, Arcus District, distracted by the chaos caused, we'll soon be able to launch our fleets on Earth once again..."

WHERE IS HE?!?!?!"

Energized beams of destructive force blew off part of a building several blocks away from the Gelden Bank.

"WHERE IS THAT DISGUSTING WRETCH?!"

Another beam of energy shot down, damaging another building, tearing up the pavement, and even obliterating several bystanders trying to flee from the mad superhero, Obliterate.

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As Abaddon was sizing up and confronting Persona, the screams of people and the sounds of explosions reached him, as did the booming voice of a certain hero, Obliterate.

"Is that Obliterate?! The hell is his problem?"

The sounds of chaos continued blocks away. Abaddon had to make a choice now; let a psycho with a gun walk away with a few bags of cash to confront the rampaging hero, or stay here and-

Yeah, that didn't need any time to be thought about. Obliterate, the brother of Starbird, was a powerful meta that had powers similar to his brother's. If this guy was allowed to rampage through the city, a hell of a lot of things were going to get blown to shit.

"Grr... fine..."

Abaddon jumped to the wall and used his tendrils to grab several people in the bank at once, tossing them outside to givs them a chance to escape.

"Just remember clown, next time we meet won't be so nice and pleasant for you," Abaddon snarled as he dropped down and bounded out the bank on all fours to meet Obliterate...

Lass

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While Lass was observing, the grounds hook all of a sudden and explosions were heard again. How many has it been now? Though, the explosions and shaking of the ground was accompanied with an angered voice "Who is that?" he whispered to himself. He's not familiar with the voice, but he seems to be a powerful being. 'Looks interesting.' he thought as he looked at the entrance of the bank "Off he goes." the man that held someone captive just left. Maybe he's the one that the super outside is looking for. This is getting more and more interesting for Lass. He wanted to take things from the bank, but he might as well just look at what's happening outside.

Lass went to the rooftop of the bank and what was revealed before him were several buildings destroyed. The place looks almost like hell because of the fires "Dangerous... Someone stop that guy..." he said to no one in particular. If the city was destroyed, Lass will have a problem with several things such as his source of entertainment, source of income, his home and some more. That is why he wants the super to be stopped 'Maybe I could try to do it.' he thought, but then he saw someone headed for the dangerous super "Hmm?" Now he wondered who that is. "Maybe I'll go head there after all" then he continued to stay on the rooftop while pondering if he wants to go.

"WHERE IS THE FALSE HERO KNOWN AS ABADDON?!"

Abaddon finally arrived where Obliterate was making a mess. It was rather amazing to see how in just a short gap of time, Obliterate had ruined nearly all the buildings around him and had hurt or killed several dozen people unlucky enough to be in his path. Abaddon knew Obliterate for his short temper, but something else was up. Even if the bastard had finally lost it and decided to kill him, he'd never go so far as to do this...

"Smell anything on him? Chemicals, alien pheromones, that type of stuff?"

"#No, all I can smell are his increased adrenaline levels. Maybe he really has lost it, but why?"

"That's what I'm wondering.... hey, Obliterate!"
Abaddon called out and threw a piece of rubble at the hero as he jumped upon a nearby perch to be level with the hovering meta.

Obliterate turned, his eyes glowing with angry cosmic energy.
"You! You son of a bitch, what have you done?! WHY?!"

Obliterate lifted up his left arm and fired a blast of energy, but Abaddon was able to quickly avoid it.

"What the hell are you even talking about? We're not the one's destroying buildings and pretty much killing everything that moves!"

"You know well what I speak of! You killed my brother, who else would do this to him but you?! You have never seen eye to eye with him, I knew that one day your twisted ideals would drive you to murder him like you do everything else!"

Another blast of energy, again avoided. Abaddon hissed in anger and in surprise. Starbird was dead?

"Woah... what? The legendary hero is DEAD?! That's news to us buddy, we haven't even seen the guy in months now!"

Obliterate shouted in rage, fully convinced and driven mad at the assumption that Abaddon was responsible for his brother's death. He seemed almost completely consumed by rage as he dashed forward and tackled Abaddon....

Abaddon growled in pain as the mad hero bashed into him and basically broke him through the wall of a building. That hurt, but it only made Abaddon angry.

"Ha, I've honestly waited a while for this, Obliterate," Abaddon laughed as he stood up from the ground Obliterate had tossed him at.
"If you honestly think I'm going to break out the cliche of 'trying to reason with the once great but now fallen hero', you're wrong."
The tendrils on Abaddon's back sharpened into even deadlier weapons, as did his claws and teeth. In a swift leap, Abaddon was level with Obliterate. Taking advantage of this, Abaddon pierced Obliterate with his tendrils and used them to push himself upwards before pulling downwards. This gave him extra force to kick Obliterate, driving him down into the ground below.

On the ground, Obliterate groaned in pained as he felt Abaddon's tendrils bore deeper into him. Before the antihero could bring down his raised claws down on Obliterate though, the enraged meta let loose a wave of concussive energy from his body to blast Abaddon away.
Obliterate struggled to his feet, recovering from his pain. He gritted his teeth as he ripped off the tendrils that were attempting to burrow into his body. Raising his arms, he let loose another stream of energy.

Though Abaddon had been blasted off from Obliterate by a wave of his cosmic energy, he had landed skillfully on his feet and was ready for whatever came next. As the stream of new energy surged towards him, his created a tough symbiotic shield to resist the barrage. It was tough though, so Abaddon had to put in a bit more effort to keeping his ground.

"Is this all you got?!"

Lashing out his free arm, Abaddon released a whipping, fanged tendril that stretched to reach Obliterate. It caught his enemy right on the leg, biting down deeply and then tugging to knock him off balance.

"I didn't kill Starbird, and I probably never would have unless the bastard came for me first," Abaddon growled as he began pulling the hero towards him.
"But, I will kill you. And I'm going to enjoy it just like I do with every other massacre I make on the scum I hate."

Abaddon pounced on top of Obliterate and stabbed him with his tendrils once again. His symbiotic suit released more tendrils from in front, spreading over Obliterate to keep him downed as Abaddon repeatedly punched him in the face. He ended his attack with a bite to the shoulder, ripping off a chunk of the hero's flesh before leaping off him.

"I'm going to have a bit of fun with this though. C'mon 'hero', you're just as lowly as the rest of the criminals and villains of Arcus now that you've killed people who, like me, didn't even know shit about your brother's death."

The angry hero grunted as his cosmic energy burned off the resin keeping him down.
"Bleeding won't stop..."
He was right, the wounds Abaddon had given him were deep and gruesome, especially the bite. He dove for Abaddon, only to be knocked off course by his tendrils.

"Fool."
Abaddon drove his claws into Obliterate's body, then tore out violently to rip open his ribcage and spill his innards.

Niesha watched, seeing the illusion happen, seeing the real woman walk dowm the street, just passed where she was. She ducked into the allyway further as she passed, trying not to make a sound. When she looked out again, the woman was at the end of the street. Niesha watched as she appeared to turn into an old woman.

she was about to call out to Zed, when he seemedmto notice. The bandages he had worn, Niesha had been curious at those, but she wasnt now, had been torn apart as his arms shifted into.., she had no words. What had been done to him? Surely he Hadn't been born like this, had he?

The woman entirely forgotten as Zed seemed to lose control, Niesha jumped out of the allyway, must likely a stupid action, but at the rate Zed was going, an innocent could get hurt. She didn't believe he was aiming to hurt one, merely confused as the illusions appeared then disappeared.

she ran up, and witjout hesitation, not even looking around, formed a shield out of light, thick, strong nearly, very nearly, unbreakable. She hoped. "Zed!" She called out, "Zed! It's not her! She's gone! Please, calm down! You're going to hurt someone!"

She caught up with him, using light to speed her on, she prepared jerself just in case he went to attack her. Light nall in hand, shield raised. What was she doing? No time to think on that now. She shifted, feet planted steady.