[IC] Heretic. Private RP

[JessieTargaryen]

A boy sat alone in his room, darkness weighing down on his shoulders as surely as a brick would lay on a leaf. His wrists were chained to the ground by metal shackles and a collar kept his powers in check. The boy ached, his bones and muscles stiff from the stupid chains. This boy, was yet one of the most well'known, and most hated, and feared individuals alive, in fact he was the most of all that. Why? Because the great dark lord was terrified of the prophecy of four, he was terrified of The Heretic.

[XxLyraxX]

Piano music was playing softly in the background, that being the only sound in the safe for very quiet breathing. Aneira had her closed and she was standing in the middle of her bedroom, gently swaying to the music. Soon, her body began to softly move with the beat of the music. When the music picked up in speed so did her body and soon she was twirling and spinning around her room gracefully, hair flying out behind her. Her eyes remained closed, focused on the music and oblivious to all around her.

[PURRfect93]

Kerrigan lay on top of a roof, looking through her scope as she readied to take her shot. The figure in the window moved slightly, and she adjusted accordingly. Even through the scope the window barely took up a quarter of her view, and the target even smaller. A few seconds later she took her shot, and there was a quiet zip as the small bolt of solidified energy found its mark. "target neutralized" she muttered into a small mic on her collar. "Test complete. no guards were aware of your presence or were alerted to the attack. Your a fine sniper indeed. Return to your room and prepare for debriefing." Keriigan slid backwards slowly as she readied to leave. it wasn't long until she was back in her room, placing the spent energy round onto a shelf with the rest of her successful one shot tests. Shortly afterwards she started to clean her weapon and check her suit, ensuring all was in working pristine and order.

[Grey]

A white haired young man with dark skin and a red longcoat stood atop the roof of a rather ritzy hotel. One for well off people with a lot of money to blow. Though he wasn't here for the hotel - he had neither the will to blow off money nor the want to waste it somewhere like that - rather, the red knight was there for the view. Specifically, the view of the conference building where a gathering of businessmen would be taking place. Not ordinary businessmen mind you, but ones that, while being legit in the light, had rather unsavory dealings in the dark. The STG had dispatched him to 'clean house' as it was. As the last car dropped off its passenger, Gareth removed a device from his coat and pressed the button.

Boom.

In a moment, the conference building turned from glamorous meeting area to burning, half-exploded ruin. Everyone was... dead, or would be soon enough. "Objective complete," he said matter-of-factly into a receiver, not caring that he had just committed an act of terrorism, "Still want me to get everyone take-out on my way back?"

It wasn't like there were any innocent people there anyway. Wouldn't weigh on his conscience at all. Turning around, the red knight began crossing rooftops to get away from the scene of the crime. Plus there was also some take-out he'd need to buy, after all.

[JessieTargaryen]

A light piercied through the dark viel as surely as a sword through hay. Jason turned away as the light burned his eyes, from not being exposed for so long. Finally Jason turned towards the'man striding towards him. "Finally. Finally. Finally. Final... Breath." Jason says then suddenly teleports and slams the man into a wall. His powers reached out and melted the man's flesh. As well as breaking the restraing collar. Jason teleported out of the room'and began to run. Even as alarms screamed and a Warning went to all military units. The heretic was escaping

[PURRfect93]

Kerrigan was on her way to the debriefing room, her clip restocked, and her gun across her back. Just as she was about turn onto into the hallway to the debriefing room when alarms sounded all throughout the building. lights flashed red and a message started on the intercom. 'CODE 0! CODE 0! THIS IS NOT A DRILL!' Kerrigan froze for a second, and spun on her hell and took off running. ~code zero... they cant be serious can they? The Heretic...~ Kerrigan practically launched out of the nearest door that allowed outside access, and headed straight for the rooftops. She was the first out, most other ghosts still getting ready. it wasn't long until she was on a nearby building, within sight of the holding prison.

[Grey]

"...Oh you have got to be fucking kidding me," Gareth groaned, putting his palm to the face and slowly sliding it off. His communicator buzzed with what was probably somebody telling him that, 'hey, that kid we have caged back at the high security facility is busy wrecking shit, you should probably get back.' It wasn't as if it were blaring over the goddamn news, idiots. He looked down at the bag in his hand, popping open the foodstuffs and filling his mouth with as much food as he could before handing the rest over to a random homeless man and getting the hell out of their. Hey, no use hunting on an empty stomach. Besides, the guys are probably dead anyway, what with the Heretic breaking out basically right under their feet. Why not give a guy who actually needs it?

***

Gareth hadn't taken a rooftop route this time, not when he was absolutely sure doing so would end up fucking up the snipers' aim. Because there were going to be snipers. If there weren't, he'd be filing out several strongly-worded reports with plenty of expletives. And maybe giving a few people head injuries. He was hidden nearby, a bit away from the rest of the mooks preparing for when the little shit finally got out. Not that they'd be able to stop him, if what everything they said was correct. He stuffed his pockets into his red coat and breathed out a sigh. The tension was thick, almost as thick as the blast doors that were likely gonna be burst open in the next few seconds.

"Should probably make preparations..." he murmured, putting his hand to his chin in thought, "...No, what can I do that these guys can't replicate with a vast usage of guns? Looks like I'm stuck on clean-up duty, or waiting until it looks like everyone's gonna die."

[JessieTargaryen]

It was a few tense minutes before anything happened, and when it came, it was intense. The blasts doors went from still and silent, no indictation anybody was there to exploding, literally, as a massive wall of fire erupted put like the breath of a very pissed off dragon. This, of course, incinerated all that were in its field of effect. A faint outline of a boy could be seen walking among the flames, shooting dark energy blasts from his hands to kill those survivors of the fire. At the same time, soldiers, humans and supernatural alike began to grab thier heads, fall to thier knees, or even raise tier weapons to end thier life. The eyes wide in fear, as thier minds were prisoner of the boy and he showed them thier worst fears. Sniper's on roofs threw themselves from the top. The Heretic turned and looked directly at Gareth. Who's gun flew from his as if ripped by a telekintic force. It obvious, something about Gareth had earned the boy's attention, and an event that would scare even the bravest, except maybe the dark lord, the boy was singling out gareth. The one who single handedly killed a battalion's worth of soldiers in under a minute.

[PURRfect93]

Kerrigans scope flashed from normal to a light dampener as the door imploded in flames, but not fast enough to keep her from blinking. ~need to readjust speed...~ was the only thing that went through her mind as she refocused. Kerrigan could hear other snipers hitting the ground, obviously under the control of the heretic, yet she hadn't been affected, at least not yet. She watched as the boy walked out, blasting almost every person in sight.... except one. This made Kerrigan pause. as much as she knew she had to obey orders, she wanted to see what happened. She kept her finger at the ready of course, but something felt... off... she couldn't quite put her finger on it..

[Grey]

The loss of his gun didn't really bother Gareth. He had something in his arsenal that he could work with even better than a boomstick, after all. No, what troubled him was the fact that this guy had killed a crap ton of people in several gruesome ways. Not even that he had been singled out. Just that those people had died unnecessarily. The two stared each other down, black against red. He didn't know why he'd gotten chosen to survive or get in a duel or whatever this asshole had planned for him. Gareth grit his teeth, he wasn't too afraid of dying, really. Once a child accepts death as an event that will happen no matter what, the concept no longer held much of an effect against him. Nothing but a long rest, right?

It seemed that the arrival of the Heretic had lifted some kind of metaphorical weight off of Gareth's shoulders, since the man seemed to actually relax in a situation tenser than... Well almost anything, actually. He actually stifled a laugh a little bit. "Heh. End of the line," he mused before looking straight into the Heretic's eyes.

"Guess this is what Dad'd call a 'good death'," He chuckled, "Ah well. It was a good run, short as it was." He brought up his arms in an exaggerated shrug, smiling all the way. "Maybe it's hopeless, even from the start, but I'll match your power to the very end. I will die standing."

With that final declaration, fire sprung to life in the red knight's hands, hotter than ever. Using one hand to create a type of thruster, blasting himself forth, and the other to form a type of 'heat blade', Gareth made his charge.

[JessieTargaryen]

Jason watched the man charge at him. Interesting how he hadn't been affected by mental assualt. He watched Gareth grow closer. Then released a telekinitic push equal in force to a cruise liner, then continued to press the force on, aiming to pin the man to the wall. The heretic laughed, a dark kind of laughter; the kind one would expect from somebody about to kill them. "Match me? Your power can't even meet half of mine. You're only still alive because you intrest me." He says

[Grey]

"Power can mean a lot of things," Gareth snarled, firing a blast of flame to thrust him in a direction perpendicular to the cruise-force push.

...Not that that was all too bad. Really, it was a lot like getting hit by a car. Even considering that the Heretic had compounded that with the acceleration from his TK push, Gareth had a good margin of reaction before the point of no return. Though, it still felt like he'd gotten hit by an average car, and fractured some parts, at least he wasn't like the busted up wall behind him.

"So you've never lost huh?" Gareth continued, nonchalantly making small talk as began mentally analyzing the battle's events during this calm in the middle of the storm, "You defeat all your enemies in one shot, and you repel their attacks just as easily..." His eyes widened, as if he made a stunning realization mid-sentence. Which he did, obviously. "...But then, what use would someone like you have for tactics?" He continued, having made a new plan of engagement. He stuck his hand out and caused a very, very bright flash of fire. Not to damage, but to disorient.

"Sorry for cutting our fun short, but I can't die yet. I need to get some answers. There's no way they'd let a criminal just train up his abilities like that."

Once it settled down back to the dark of night Gareth was...

Gone?

[PURRfect93]

Through her scope, kerrigan "listened in" on the short conversation via lip reading. it was indeed something to think about, but she still had a job to do. The other person attempted to blast him with fire, most likely a distraction, and darted away before Kerrigan had time to see where. However, Kerrigan took advantage of the fire blast and took her shot, the solidified energy zipping straight for the Heretics head...

[XxLyraxX]

The quiet was suddenly interrupted by the T.V. coming to life with a screech, alarms blaring through her room. Aneira jumped almost a foot in the air, head jerking to the look at the screen. She was distracted however by the loud sound of explosions and booms and the sudden loud cracking noise as her bedroom that faced the street collapsed with a crash, causing the girl to let out a small scream as she stumbled away, eyes widening as she took in the scene of two men seeming to be in a stand off. She watched the events with wide, crystal blue eyes taking in the boy dressed in black and the one dressed in red. She was crouched down, pressed against the wall next to her door as she tried to process what was happening before her. She heard the one one in red call the other one in black the Heretic and she felt her breath halt in her chest from shock and horror but before she could process the information fully there was a sudden flash of light and heat and Aneira shrieked as she instinctively tried to protect herself against the fire and threw up a wall of ice in front of her, eyes squeezing shut. When the light faded she cautiously peeked her eyes opened and slowly let the ice wall melt away. She gasped when she saw the one in red had disappeared and now the only one left was the boy in black...who's direct line of sight she was in. She felt her heart pounding in her chest from fear and she began to tremble, gazing with wide eyes at the Heretic, long white hair creating a white cloak around her as it cascaded around her frozen form.

[JessieTargaryen]

The Heretic teleported away, a disinigration of his form into the shadow, before stepping out of a shadow behind Kerrigan. There was a click as a loaded pistol was cocked and pointed at her head. "Who the hell are you! How the hell were you not hurt!" He demanded. His electric blue eyes piercing her.

[XxLyraxX]

Aneira say the Heretic teleport away and the breath she didn't realize she had been holding rushed out of her in a big exhale, her form slowly relaxing bit by bit as her thoughts ran around in circles through her brain. She stood slowly on slightly wobbly legs and cautiously made her way over to her destroyed wall, peeking out before she carefully picked her way over the rubble, icy blue eyes darting around nervously.

[PURRfect93]

Kerrigan took only a second to think before responding. "Kerrigan, Gh0st 347-4B, Ranked top of class, no detectable psychic abilities. Current rate off success 277, one failure." She slowly rotated her head to look at him. His face almost seemed to have a mix of curiosity and anger, although she couldn't say for sure. Looking into his eyes she found a depth that almost took her aback. "As for why i am not hurt, im guessing you mean why i have not simply hopped off the roof like the other? Ive not a clue. although i am curious as to your name, since i'm sure Heretic is not your name that was given by your mother." Kerrigan let out a slight chuckle at the small joke and suddenly seemed to vanish from view. Her suits cloaking field had kicked in and she was practically undetectable. she just hoped that he didnt shoot and look later.

[JessieTargaryen]

"You know the best thing about being pyschic? I don't need to see you girl." Jason growls. "As for my name, Its Jason. Heretic was the label that your little bitch of a leader placed on me as a little kid to justify stealing me away and imprsioning me. Because of the damn prophecy." He says, the boy was completley relaxed as he knew he had all the power in this situation

[XxLyraxX]

Aneira looked at the destruction around her with wide, blueish-grey eyes. She couldn't believe that one boy was responsible for all of this. I definitely think it's in my best interest not to make him mad. She thought wryly to herself as she made her way down the street, looking around as she walked. She really didn't want to go back home because when her parents found out about her wall, she would be blamed even before she got one word out to defend herself. Not that they would listen to me anyway. She thought bitterly, frowning to herself.

[PURRfect93]

"oi!" Was kerrigans response. "hes no more mine then you are mine. i simply work for him since that how i was brought up." Kerrigan hit a small switch on her rifle and it folded away into a few sections along her arm. "if you dont mind ill stand up now." she blinked into existence and stood slowly, getting a better look at the boy.