[IC] -Superhero RP- Act 1: The Rise of Omega.

[Gravislayer]

Surgeon was already on his way home as the sudden interception of the dear and lovely Chief of Police or for short CoP came in. This so called Queen was a highly corrupt master mind who would stab you in the face for her so called safety. Surgeon gathered many materials of her but all are worthless or not important enough and even if, the higher ranks were mostly controlled by her. In such a city, filled with sin, the one judging about you is her.

Sometimes Surgeon even wonders if she does even care eve that he was collecting evidences against her or that she was so "narcistic" that she thinks that she couldn't do any failures at all.
Whatever it was, Surgeon knew that she was playing with him and also the evidence he found were only proofing that she did kill the terrorist, the mayor was only a casualty. This could not bring her down, maybe it would annoy her but not bringing her down. What therefor was again funny was the fake information about the one who would the shot be blamed on. It was an old alias he used as he visited Tokyo for the first time, she knew someone would search for it and she suspected him but suprise a huge flashy bio suited maniac disguised most if not all of his tracks. Surgeon shakes his head as he calls a cab and orders the driver to bring him where he lives.

On the drive home Surgeon created a mental note to the Chief of police, where he simply stated that he was checking the crime scene but that he did not find anything she would not already knew and that if she wanted to know something more about Guanyin that she would recieve his gathered information shortly.

It was lax and tad improper message regarding her rank but Surgeon could care about less. She knew it and he did. Aldo it was her fault by gaining his attention by sending a message how every free "cape" , as she often says to the self proclaimed heroes, how they should seize him.
He wondered if she did took notice of his little prank but even then she had better things to do, she should give him a hood reason to show himself inside a police station filled with corrupt cops!

Surgeon then left the cab after he slid his çoin chip into the electrical device for taking his money, Surgeon even gave a little extra for this poor driver.

Using the elevator, since using stairs up to level 27 would take ages, Surgeon made it to his front door and stopped.
Does he smell bacon and narcotic gases?
Quickly he unlocked the door and stormed inside to see his room flooded in blood, remnants of his auto defensive systems and his little rabbits called Snuffyskins 1 up to 17.
He threw his Fedora onto the bed sighed as he saw the culprit.
"Ain't no rest for the wicked eh?" he said and grabbed the dismembered but already regenerating alien with his left hand on the surgeon table in the middle of the room.
He already met this strange fellow serveral times ago, even thou Surgeon is guessing that he will only remember the first time. He found this strange thing bloated and busted, nothing more than a carcass and brought it with home just to realize that it was regenerating. Surgeon quickly took samples before the alien could haul off. The blood of the alien was now really interresting it consisted of nanites which regenerated this body over and over. Surgeon took some samples and even had the idea to inject them himself but soon recognised the nanites were only fully working inside the aliens body and also wither if no re-created after 7days. Surgeon did copied the technology and added it to a chemical substance for advanced regeneration but had to face the fact that withering means exploding in nanite style.
That aside this strange fellow sure was something, he had a suprisingly disoriented mind which Surgeon bet was because of the on going destroying and rebuilding of synapses in his brain.

As Surgeon finally got his gloves on and turned around to his new "unwillingly" patient the defense system shut off and blower out the narcotic gases inside the room and prepared, with a single thought of Surgeon, an operation.

[Keia Vewyx]

(1) Exodus

Her smile didn’t falter, but her eyes drifted to the side in thought before almost immediately snapping back to him. She aimed the mini-Uzis further, honing in at him as if to threaten or shoot, but her slasher smile soon softened into a remnant of what it once was. Her eyes looked through him, still considering his proposal before trailing back to his large handgun. She huffed indignantly before lowering her weapons, though the submachine gun in her right hand still kept him in its sights at her hip.

“Next time, huh?” She had a relaxed and unfocused posture; her weapon aiming more for a spray-and-pray type of covering fire instead of an accurate targeting, should the man do something aggressive.“Alright then. You point me the way out, I won’t shoot you. You didn’t see me running in the alleys, and I didn’t shoot you when you popped outta nowhere.”

Well at least he lives a little bit longer. Now to follow up on his end of the deal. Granted, she really should put her gun down too, but Yoshimistu didn't want to test his luck and tell her that. He simply kept his own gun on hand and made sure not to show his entire back towards the woman. "Right then, just follow me." Yoshimitsu stayed close to the walls, ready to bounce off of it incase the girl decided that she had no more use for him. While there were a few cop cars zooming by, nothing about them told him they were looking for her or anyone in particular. It was strange how nonchalant they were today, making Yoshimistu highly suspicious of Lucilia. She's always up to something, and he had his own problems to deal with. Like this girl following him.

Normally Yoshimistu would make some polite conversation, but aside from telling her were to go and things like that, he was rather quiet. Their business would come to an end when Yoshimistu took her to a fairly mundane looking coffee house called "Daily Grind", a low quality shop that sold your usual Starbucks stuff with the logos torn off. It also doubled as a tax-evasion shelter, with some paths that would allow escapees to run into the New Tokyo underground. It was a cramp and smelly place, but also one of his favorites. At least as his normal self; no one down there dons a disguise out of necessity, and it turns out there are a lot of freaks like him down there. He even found some of the other escaped numbers. "Alright, here we are. Just go in and order a Cherry Cooler with Strawberry Cream and they'll show you a way out of the city. Or through it if you still have business here." This was a tense moment for him. This was the moment that decided if he lives another 24 or get's reduced to a stain on the sidewalk.

"I hate sweets, you know?" She flatly responded, staring up a the small cafe with a frown on her face. She wondered if he was seriously trying to smuggle her through the New Tokyo underground. It was true that she wanted to get out of the alleys and away from the searching officers but as he led her she noticed a lack of activity with the officers that did pass, a lack of tension that was present in pursuits. It got her thinking that she ran all this way for nothing and was being overly cautious, and that got her on edge.

And now, this man was trying to put her in the darkest part of the city. She spit to the side as if to get a bad taste out of her mouth.

"What's your name?"

"Yoshimistu."

"Thanks for leading me out. I'll remember it."

As she stared at the quaint shop absently, her right arm immediately raised, the Uzi lined up with him, and she squeezed the trigger.

(2) Betrayal

"Aw shit." The moment the gun was raised Yoshi wasn't about to let this song and dance happen again. Unlike back at the alley, Yoshimistu was ready for this and had much more space to move. He dashed right passed her, only getting a few holes in his coat. With a show of athleticism he jumped off one of the cafe's tables and onto their sign. He was certain that the staff would be able to take care of the crazy harlot now, so he decided to cut his loses and ditch his outfit. The mask popped off, and out of the full-body suit was the doppleganger's true form; an amorphous black blob. He used his illusion powers to cloak out of there, though what he really did was just sneak towards the back door in the event that the girl runs out there. He was going to get his revenge, one way or another.

Meanwhile in the cafe, most of the staff ran for cover, save their one "enforcer" who was really a mutant human. Not much special about him aside from being pumped with so much drugs that he could tear off the hubcap of a semi, and being smart wasn't really something they put much points into. But he was big, fast, and strong, and the moment the girl started firing he ran strait towards her to tackle her to the ground. Yeah, not the smartest idea.

Her Cheshire smile stretched across her face, reveling in the noises and sounds of action. The heavy thumping of the enforcer was quickly accompanied by the sound of her second automatic weapon unloading towards him, only half aiming so that she can continue listening. She quickly realized that his charge was not slowing in the metal hail. Clicking her tongue, yet still grinning wildly, she evaded with a quick somersault to the beast's side as it charged passed her.

"My name is Guanyin! Yoshimitsu~!"

She unloaded the rest of her left Uzi as well as the right into the hulking man as she ran backwards. When they both started clicking and her back hit a wall, she chuckled and temporarily set her left one aside.

"Hey, Yoshimitsu, let's play a game."

With the finesse of a trained professional, she quickly unbuckled a pouch on her thigh with her now free hand and pulled out a new magazine with a flourish. The beast was already hurdling towards her just as she finished reloading the second one. She was ready to evade once more for round two, her right foot pressing against the wall behind her to give her an extra boost.

(3) Juggernaut

Yoshimistu wisely chose to stay out of sight but continued to observe. The big hulk of a man was bleeding like crazy, blinded by his own blood, but it did nothing to slow him down. If anything, it made him more dangerous. Before he tried to play defensive, tried to take down this "Guanyin" quickly with as little damage to the store as he could. But now he was just chasing her down, and nothing was slowing him. The bullets hurt and would kill him, but who knows what would happen by the time it does. With Guanyin's back was towards the wall he had his arms out wide and tried to prevent her from dodging. She responded by kicking off the wall, than kneeing the giant in his already mutilated face, using it as a spring board to jump higher onto the wall and safely flip over the giant. He crashed through the wall losing no momentum, but it did leave him open to getting shot in the back.

Guanyin fired one of her Uzi's into the giant's back, the other one waiting for him to turn around, which he did. After emptying that magazine she fired the other one into the giant's face. She holstered her empty Uzi and kept shooting until she ran out of bullets. When she did, she quickly picked up a broken metal chair leg on the ground. When the bullets stopped the monster of a man charged at her again, but this time Guanyin was going to really mess him up. When he came charging at her like he always did, she slipped right between his legs, stabbing the broken chair leg right into his kneecap. This caused him to roar in pain trying to pull it out, but he was interrupted when another chair leg was stabbed into his hand, and twisted. The beast flailed his arms in a vain attempt to hit Guanyin, but she was able to stay out of his reach as she loaded fresh bullets into her two Uzi's.

The giant was now slowly bleeding out, his stamina reaching it's limit. He still tried to wave his arms around violently, but with a quick stomp to his head, the beast was still for a moment. An incomprehensible groan came from his utterly fucked up face, probably a taunt. Guanyin didn't really listen, she couldn't hear him over the sounds of her bullets shearing the flesh and bones off his neck.

Yoshimistu watched the woman work, waiting for the right moment to try to catch her off guard. He hoped the giant would kill her, but now that wasn't going to happen Yoshimistu striked. He didn't have his weapons, but he didn't need them. He switched to his trusty sharpened claws and lunged at Guanyin as she was finishing off the giant. His talons sunk into her ribs, and he was about to pull them out for another go when she managed to free herself, firing the remaining ammo in her guns at him. A few bullets managed to get a solid hit on him, but he managed to dodge enough to survive. Still hurt though, so he quickly took cover behind the bar, cloaking so he could make another ambush.

"C'mon Yoshimistu, play with me! It's like hide and seek. Except I can tag you with bullets!"

Guanyin loaded more bullets into her guns, looking for Yoshimistu. It was like she didn't even care about the six deep puncture wounds on her torso. Maybe she didn't. Yoshi on the other hand was trying to see if he could wait her out. He was certain that she must be dizzy and might bleed out. But after ten whole minutes, she just continued to keep around with no signs of fatigue. On the bright side, while she was looking for Yoshimistu, she didn't notice him eat the giant's corpse. That was a lot of mass he could use. He won't be able to take as many bullets as the giant did, but he could now take much more than he did before. With the giant's mass added to him, Yoshimistu decided it was time to end this.

The final confrontation was to take place on the second floor. The entire building was cleared out by now, so Yoshimistu wasn't entirely worried about bystandards. What he was worried was when Guanyin started shooting bullets everywhere. At first he thought he was found, but than her erratic patterns made him think she was just hoping for a lucky hit. Or maybe she was going crazy. Or already was and now letting lose. Semantics aside, Yoshimistu had enough of these games. Time to go for the kill. Right when Guanyin was reloading a new magazine Yoshimistu struck from above. He was just going to try to stab her in the eye and hope that by puncturing her brain she'd be dead for the count. But of course it was never that easy.

(4) Dirge

Guanyin showed a surprising amount of strength when she tore Yoshimistu off her face and into a wall. He got to his metaphorical feet and was ready to start slashing when she threw her Uzi at him. He reacted by grabbing it and shooting, only to get a click when he notice there wasn't any bullets in it. Infact there was no magazine. "Oh yeah, I attacked her w-" he didn't get to finish that thought when Guanyin picked him up again and tried to throw him into another wall. But hand-to-hand was more his forte than weapons. When she grabbed onto him again he had spikes of bones stab her hands, but also had his own set of hands clapsed over her own to make sure she didn't slip away. Than he created a few more blades of bones out of ribs, and used them to stab Guanyin. But the crazy woman didn't even make a noise. She just smiled. Smiled and ran towards the other wall, smashing Yoshimistu into it. He got dizzy for a moment and had a hard time keeping himself together, which gave her the ample time to tear out one of his own blades from his body. That didn't hurt, but now she was armed.

Yoshimistu was slashed across the face (Or, well, his body) and he reacted by slamming a bulk of his mass into Guanyin, sending her sprawling towards the otherwise. He slumped down onto the ground and brought out more blades to fight with while Guanyin just picked up the one she took from him. The girl was drenched in her own blood, he swore he could see her organs begin slipping out, but she just kept smiling. Her breath wasn't even ragged. The two faced off towards the each, neither one making a move. "What the hell are you?!"

"I told you," she paused to swallow the flood of blood within her mouth, "I'm Guanyin. More importantly, what the hell are you?"

Yoshimistu didn't really want to try to hold a conversation with this girl. But what could she do now? She didn't have her Uzi's and she was going to bleed out anyways. If nothing else, he could get some decent Intel on who she is or what she works for. "A science fair project, what do I look like? I'm just some blob creature... But that's not what I want to know. Guanyin, that name was mentioned this morning during the broadcast hijacking... I know you're not Guanyin. Guanyin isn't a person, it's an organization. Who are the Guanyin?"

"An organization?" She half laughed, half choked on blood. "Is your arm a part of the organization of your body? Is your brain just the leader of a group? No, you are you, just as we are Guanyin. I, I am Guanyin. He, Kostrat... He is Guanyin. He isn't "a part of" Guanyin. We are Guanyin."

"Quit screwing around with me! You know what I mean... Don't think that this won't get any worse. You may be all smiles, but what you're feeling right now is just a touch of the pain that's going to happen. You may be a insane nutcase, but I've dealt with stronger people than you. So let me make myself clear, and I want a real answer this time. What do the Guanyin want from this city? From... From this Omega?" Thinking about it, Yoshimistu almost fogot about that name. His name was washed under all the stuff that happened. And frankly Yoshimistu wasn't given enough brainpower to be a good interrogator, but he could still bluff.

She stared at him, her signature smile still stretched widely across her cheeks. Her free hand moved slowly, but steadily as it unbuckled one pouch after the other. When she finished, she answered him, "I've killed... too many that are stronger than me. I've eaten those stronger than me. I may not be normal like the people that work here, but the only time I truly feel... anything..." She closed her eyes momentarily as if savoring the thought, "...Is when I am Guanyin. Omega. Omega tried stepping on my name. And I want him hurt so bad because of that. That's all there is to it~" She ended in a sing-songy tone, despite choking once more on her blood immediately after.

Yoshimistu could hardly keep his own emotions in check now. This woman was more insane that he had thought; she wasn't even human! Or maybe... She was just a human who's been pushed too far. But no time for pity. Yoshimistu still needed to know more. He drew his blades out and approached her, too focused on getting her to make sense to take notice of her movements. "Quit playing games with me Guanyin! You kidnapped the mayor of New Tokyo, hijacked the news station, and had one of your own strapped with bombs! And all this for some sort of slight against Omega? What exactly did he do to make you all do this!?"

"Ahh~! You called me by my name! You get it. I am Guanyin." She licked her lips as her fingers slid into a pouch on her waist. "Yoshimitsu."

She gave a coy, gentle smile.

"Please survive."

She lurched forward, fingers digging into one of her pouches and quickly bringing up an object towards her face as she charged straight at him.

"I won't let you!" Yoshimitsu quickly intercepted her and thrust his large bone talons through her arm and into her chest, pinning her hand in place and lifting her off the ground. But he was seconds to late, and her hand was close enough. She quickly bit onto the metallic ring and pulled. Even with the nerves and muscles in her arm cleaved apart by his claws, how? How could she maintain her grip on-

Yoshimitsu froze momentarily when he realized what it was in her hand. The strange grenade was missing it's pin, fully active and cooking in her iron grip. He quickly tried pulling his arm back, but the woman's final act of defiance was her swinging her free arm in a wide arc and digging the stolen bone deep into his body and pulling him in, forcing him closer to her cruel smile with what was not the strength of a woman with a foot already in the grave.

"Yoshimitsu, I'll r-remember you, alright?! I'll definitely come back, ah...!"

"You crazy bitch!"

"You'd better b... be here, Yoshimitsu! Y-you'd better be h-"

The flash of harsh light that enveloped their entangled bodies smoldered into a devastating fireball, erupting from the top of the cafe and flying into the sky, spewing forth what little remains of the roof existed and shattering the glass of all surrounding buildings.

[Owlriel]

(1) Inspection

Everything went automatical, quickly mechanical Instruments began to buzz lively. Tubes, syringes, and cables were quickly connected to the comatose patient on the surgical table. The table itself began to raise a bit and metal straps detained the poor patient to ensure his “own safety”
The holopad quickly giving all information it could gather on Void via the instruments, and so gave a 3D view of him how he looked below the armour.
The 3D figure of his patient first showed a human like creature with unnaturally low skin pigmentation, grey arish eyes and strange blue hair. The creatine in his hair showed signs of a copper conjunction and probably causing this strange colour, even pudic hair was coloured this way and so leading the conclusion of natural heritage.
The face was rather handsome and human like with a strong jaw line. But, that was something that Surgeon did not care about, he could look however he want. Surgeon therefor cared about how he looked under his thin layer of skin and with a small movement of his hand he created another 3D figure of his patient, now only showing his muscles, blood vessels and inner organs, here was the point where true beauty began for Surgeon.
The whole 3D figure was tainted in a darker, nearly blackish red, that was because instead of a iron conjunction, this patient possessed a platin conjunction and so nearly tripled the possible bindings of Oxygen and so is also able to use Carbondioxid to breathe. A side effect was so raised stamina and durability in nearly tripled form of that of a human. Well air pollution has never been higher! Meaning that also the amount of Carbondioxid and monoxid is significicantly high, a perfect air to breathe for this alien.

The 3D figure was circulating shortly in mid air before red spots where showing the area which have been affected by the acid.The back and parts of his left hand has been affected. Surgeon has rarely seen such an aggressively corroding substance and was not surprised that it did such a big hole on his patient.
Armour, muscle and flesh were already gone, eaten away by the corroding substance and fighting an amusing battle of regeneration and destruction, sometimes even the shiny white of his back bones was visible.
Surgeon did a quick glare to a empty box of Calcium Gluconate he used to spice his diet food with or added to his milk to increase his Calcium household and wondered WHY he was throwing it around like a maniac.
Calcium Gluconate or E578 in short would have been effective against flour acid but that wouldn't attack skin at all, it would simply diffuse through it and attack the Calcium inside the bones and eroding them while leaving the skin intact.
“WHAT THE HELL WAS HE DOING?”
Surgeon yelled and hit the half dead body before he turned around and went to a case where he had stored several Adsorber for chemical compounds, they would firstly extract the acid from his patient´s body and keeping some of this ultra corroding substance for him to analyse.

(2) Pins & Needles

“Oooow, What the hell hit me? My head feels like it got hit with a bean bag. Not the nice kind you kick around. But, the kind that come out of those nasty guns… Those things hurt… Also where the hell am I,” Void said finally coming around.
As the nanites had managed to fix the damage done by the neural gas he’d been hit with earlier.

“God dammit” Surgeon nearly spat out as he heard the most annoying voice of his patient, he quickly slided aside of him and got himself a huge sryinge he wielded before him.
“Shhh~ hush hush, the doctor is here~~~” He said in a low, lovely volume from that of a pedophile saying “I am showing you a real bunny”

When the Surgeon pulled out the needle, Void instantly pulled out his biggest most girlish scream. As the thing was freaking massive! Come on? Really, was something so big really fucking necessary?
“I swear I have woken up in hell! Get me the hell out of here,” Void said.
He quickly began to fight against the binds pinning him down, making a loud groaning noise come from the surgical table.

The table buzzed as it was quickly turning Void around, it did that for two reasons. Reason one was that his wound was placed on his back, reason two….Surgeon snipped against the long shiney needle and aimed at his soft lower cheeks.
“What are you doing? No no please no. For the love of all that is holy, please god NO,” Void cried as he looked back at Surgeon.
“Here comes the dickey bird!” And with that the Sryinge was forced into Void´s butt even getting bended by the force and the resistance of Void´s armour. Void cried out in incredible pain, and discomfort.
“You are pure evil, EEEEeeeviiiiilll I tell you,” Void shouted back at surgeon in a great deal of anger.
Surgeon pushed down the vial and so released a chemical cocktail inside of Void to shortly numb any pain receptors, it was more techno based than being organical and so hopefully would be spared from the nanites long enough.
The reason why was simple, the moment Surgeon put the Adsorber onto his wound would cause immense pain since the now corroded pain synapse would be cut off by the acid causing them to go numb by the corrosion, the moment the corrosion would stop they would be restored by the nanites and being revealed to fresh air causing unbelievable pain beyond all imaginations...well aside from Surgeon.
Surgeon placed the Adsorbent onto his chin, hands and back till the 3D figure would show no red spots anymore.
“What is that? What are you putting on me,” Void asked.
As he was really confused, his head spinning as he shook his head. The numbing agent working a little too well.
“Ugh what is this? What are you doing to me,” Void asked.
As he was very disoriented, and a bit on the scarred side. As he didn’t trust doctors, and he didn’t like needles. He didn’t know why that was, but he just got the shakes whenever faced with a doctor.
“Even the simplest answers to your question would take every efficiency of your brain and so most likely would cause several blood ruptures in it by just you trying to follow me. So before we spill all your brain mass around in a useless effort of explanation. Let me ask you….WHY DID YOU KILL SNUFFYSKINS”

Surgeon quickly turned Void around and pointed to the dead carcass of the gerbils laying around, splattered and torn by bullets.
“Do you know how hard it was to infect them with rabies? Took me like a month to do so!”

“Because they came at me, and they scared the shit out of me. Their little beady eyes were glowing red, and they were frothing at the mouth. By far one of the top most terrifying tiny objects to come running at me,” Void said shivering slightly as he shook his head.
“Also if you’re the doctor you so clearly are you would have saved the process on how to do so in your files. Also was infecting small rodents with such a disease really necessary? I mean seriously their teeth couldn't even make it through my armor. What if someone of a far bigger threat came around? Would tiny gerbils with rabies really have slowed them down? Hell at least I gave them quick deaths. Knowing the real psychopaths in this city. Some of them would have stuck the poor guys in microwaves, and watched them explode… Though I digress I would never do that, it shouldn't be all too hard to make more of them….. And good god I’m tired, I’ve not been able to shut up all day. Even I’m starting to get sick of the sound of my voice,” Void went on to say with a sigh.

“It is not a matter of creation or efficiency, it is a matter of torment in an affection to redeem an ultimate sin” Surgeon looked at them with sheer disgust before adding “They know what they did. So that aside~ What are you doing here again? And HOW did you got inside? Really i might fuse a monkey with laser targeting gerbil rockets next time, just for you and those grebils will eat your flesh!”

(3) Friendly chat

“I’m here because I woke up here one time, didn’t know it was your home… Whomever you are… No seriously who are you again? I’m Void nice to meet you, I would shake your hand but I’m a little tied down at the moment... Anyways I got here through creating a portal, took me a bit to remember where this place was. Though seeing as I’m here, it would appear that part of my brain is still functioning properly. So I apologize for intruding, and shooting your pets,” Void said with a sigh he didn’t feel all that much in the mood to play around.
He was tired, and his butt seriously stung from the needle.

Surgeon snuffed loudly before he pressed a button on the side of the table his patient was tied on and with a loud “Clack” the vessels opened and released his arms and legs.
“Finally a clear and objective answer coming from you, i would believe in miracles if i woudn´t be a man of science” he said and threw his gloves in a suddenly appearing trash can.
“FOR SCIENCE!!!!” he promptly and proudly said.
“And here I thought I was the nut bar,” Void said sitting up.
He cracked his neck slightly as he stretched, before offering Surgeon his hand.
“Though I suppose us nutbars have to stick together, thanks for… Well whatever you were doing back there. I could still somewhat smell the bacon. So I’m guessing I was still cooking slash melting from the acid,” Void said.

“Cooking is more a understatement it was more like blustering and exploding in fleshy visions of gluttony argh whatever”
He said and took the hand of the strange thing in front of him, he was a narcistic, german scientist but bad manners were never his thing...unless it included the COP.

“By the way, would it be going too far to ask to be your friend? Figure it’d be nice to have some lively conversation. Instead of talking to… Umm…. Yeah, just would be nice to have a friend I could talk with. Along with maybe getting your name,” Void said shaking Surgeon’s hand gently.

Surgeon was confused by the sudden wave of empathy running over him, it made his stomach twist and nearly vomit so he just pressed a “Yes...ugh Surgeon” between his teeth hoping it would be enough to satisfy this strange being called Void.

“Hello Surgeon, it’s nice to meet you,” Void said.
He soon let go as his armor release around his face, and let it simply cover his chest, and legs. Before he swing off, and stood up. The nanites quickly masking the armor in such a complex way that his armor soon felt, and looks like regular clothing. He then gave Surgeon a number he could easily reach him at, on a disposable surgical mask.
“Don’t be a stranger, call whenever you might need something,” Void said.
Before opening a portal home, he yawned out and walked through. The portal soon sealing shut behind him.

Surgeon was left behind, dumbstruck and certainly not fully understanding what just happened.
He looked around and saw his nearly completely destroyed home.
He sighed and sat on the table Void was just released from, his head hurt, it was a long day and an annoying one. he massaged the root of his nose as he mumbled.

“There ain´t no place for a hero~ There ain´t no place for a better man~ There ain´t no place for a hero to call home~”

[Parteebear]

(and Erebus, or whatever)

“Baseball bat bit of an odd weapon for a super cop isn't it?” The stranger asked, his electric voice coming across as unconcerned and prepared. He seemed ready for a fight, and as if to prove it, he took the moment to reach behind his back and pull out a baton. With one quick jerk the baton extended, coming to nearly a yard in length. “That chief of yours not trust you supers enough for the real weapons, not deep enough in her pocket to ensure you'll behave?” Damn, was this guy really just some random street urchin? Emily needed to catch a super human robber, not deal with biker gang members and their weird weapon preferences.

"You supers?" Emily responded with emphasis. "So I guess that means you're just a regular guy? A regular back alley creep making imposing gestures at a girl in a dark alley? Dang, here I thought this would be interesting." She punctuated this with an exaggerated pout.

While the light show carried on its conversation, the real Emily took up a position behind the strange man, her taser aimed and readied, just waiting for him to make a move.

"Regular?" Erebus raised a hand to his chest as if hurt "My dear I am many things, a cheat, a thief, a scoundrel, a liar, a generally not very good person." Without warning Erebus lunged forward, baton raised ready to strike only to vanish mid stride.
Reappearing directly behind her whispered, amplified to a digital hiss by his helmet
" But I am anything but normal"

"Gah!" Emily gasped in surprise, the noise slipping through her illusion. She suspected her foe was a super human, she had suspicion he was a teleporter, but actually seeing it happen before her still came as a shock. The taser fumbled from her hands. 'Shit!' she thought to herself, knowing she would need to buy a few moments to grab her weapon and recompose herself.

"Nice trick," Emily's projection quipped back. The projection turned to light and snaked downward, becoming a shimmering stream and weaving its way under the criminal and between his legs. It reformed behind her enemy, mimicking the move he had just used against her. Emily was under stress, no time for creativity, besides who would question her act of plagiarism, as blatant as it was. Fully formed, the aberration whispered, "though I think it looks better on me." Her light clone grinned.

"You'll find no argument on the matter" Erebus retorted turning to face Lumineer's reformed shape. He'd known from her reputation that she was a light manipulator but he was just beginning to grasp the problems that might cause him, the snake light she'd turned into had been bright enough destroy the shadows in his immediatley area. His usual tactics might not be quite as effective around this one.

"But I promise it's not my only trick" Erebus said as thick fog like substance constructed of pure darkness begin to emit from the, thankfully plentiful, shadows of the alley. Once he was sure that enough darkness had coated the area to obscure his opponent's vision he threw a second construct, a wave of semi solid darkness about two feet tall behind him to what he perceived to be the source of the noise he'd heard a few seconds earlier. He wasn't willing to take his eyes off Lumineer to check himself but it never hurt to be too careful.

The shockwave met its target, smacking into her and knocking her back onto her ass. 'What the hell?' Emily thought as the shock and pain began to clear and she realized what just happened. This wasn't supposed to happen, Lumineer was the target, not Emily. She did the fighting and her lightshows took the hits, that's how things worked. The waves of confusion and anger clouded her mind, she almost didn't realize her initial illusion had dropped. Lumineer was gone, and Emily was center stage, lying weakly on the ground. 'No no no!' She was panicked now. Without concern of the noise it would make, she dove for the taser, which still lay on the ground, readied for its signal.

Lumineer's outburst and and the sound of her hitting the ground caught Erebus' attention as the illusion he'd been facing down popped out of existence. He wheeled on the spot, his enhanced vision piercing through the miasma of shadow that filled the alley.He couldn't help but laugh as he saw Lumineer sprawled on the ground. With a quick beckoning gesture of his index and middle finger a miniature version of the wave that had knocked into Lumineer shot out in front of her colliding with the taser and sending it skittering across the ground in Erebus' direction. He stepped forward to stop it with his foot and bent down slightly to address Lumineer as she lay sprawled on the ground.

"This interesting enough for you yet" he taunted

"Hey screw you dude." Emily had enough of the games and illusions, she was pissed and didn't care if the stranger knew. She got to her feet and took out her knives, this guy was dangerous and this was life or death as far as she knew, lethal force just got put on the table. She made herself invisible again, foregoing an illusion in her place this time. "So you manipulate shadows, is that it?" She amplified her voice, tossing it from every corner of the alleyway. "Well then Mr. Whoever You Are, why don't you tell me what happens to shadows in the light." She created several bright beacons in the murky depths of the shadow storm the man had molded, illuminating the darkness.

Erebus tensed as his fog dissolved around him. Stupid he thought to himself, he should have gotten out when he had the chance but he had to stay to play his little games. Still, he didn't think her constructs had any offensive power on their own and the alley didn't leave much room for maneuvering so at least he had an idea of her angle of approach. He bent down to pick up the taser, and began to back down the alley. As he did he swept his baton infront of him, hoping its' reach would give him an early warning of her presence.

"Why don't you go back to baseball bats my dear" Erebus said, forcing himself to keep his usual nonchalant tone "So much better for games don't you think? Knives and these" he gave the taser a light shake to indicate it "are only going to get someone hurt."

Emily grinned at his retreat, but she wasn't about to let him get away. Kicking off, she booked it after her mark, the criminal slowing down a bit to grab her taser and gloat. "Call me 'Dear' one more time and I'll show you just how much more uncomfortable the bat can be." Her voice was still reverberating throughout the alley, keeping the two of them centered as the noises followed. She was careful to keep her light focused around the man as well, it seemingly nullifying his shadow powers. Emily needed to stop him though, which would be difficult with him swinging his baton around like a blind man in a piñata factory, she needed to stun him. Hiding her eyes in her sleeves she paused her chase for a second then casts a blindingly flare in front of the runaway, about at eye-level and not more than a few feet ahead of him. 'That ought to slow him down' she thought smugly.

Erebus grunted as the blast of light caught him full force in the face. His visor thankfully took enough of the brunt that he didn't think there would be any permanent damage, but his overly high sensitivity to light did mean that it had been enough to effectively blind him for the time being, and his shadow sense wasn't adding much in the illuminated alley except helping him make out the sides by the shadows in the buildings on either side. If he could get her to drop the lights for even a second, or just a few of them, he could get an opening and escape.
Raising an arm to shield his eyes against further light bursts Erebus leveled the taser and fired in what he assumed to be Lumineer's general position.

The shot connected, Emily realizing what was about to happen a moment before impact. "You son of a biZzzaAAaaacccttttttttttt-" Her power didn't cut off right away and her pained yelp echoed up and down the alleyway. Emily fell to the ground, her illusions melted away as her faced met concrete. The taser was still sending volts and pain was hitting her in spasming waves. Struggling, she looked up to see her target, but was met with an empty alley. The world dissolved into static as Emily resigned from consciousness. Today was a long day.

[Keia Vewyx]

Somewhere...

They are resilient.

"They aren't resilient at all!" exclaimed a high-pitched and hoarse male voice. He was a man in his late forties, donning a white lab coat on top of his lanky, tall body. As if to match his thinness, his long and gaunt face was extremely angular with high cheekbones and defined brows, though extremely thick white hair furrowed above his eyes. He had matching short, white hair. "All we had to do is say her name, and the government will lose itself in fear and order a hit on the speaker, just as it did to that foolish man playing hero."

"The world sees us as monsters, Searcher" explained another voice, deep and dark like an abyss, trembling with a unseen frigidness. It's owner was mammoth in size, easily reaching above two meters and built like a tree. Scars decorated his shirtless body, but a black veil covered his face. He was motionless save for the veil fluttering by his breath. "It is a primal instinct to survive, to run from the monsters that can threaten your existence."

We are what the world sees us as.

"I don't like that, Soldier, darling." This next voice was possibly female, but it was distorted and unrecognizable. "How could you be a monster? Oooh, I just wish I could take you out for some shopping someday, get some fresh air and sunlight. Have you looked in a mirror lately? You look so ill, you poor thing, and so pale! Being cooped up inside for so long is– Oh, this is my stop. I'll call you darlings later. Lover out! Ciao~."

We still know little.

"Your talkin' about New Tokyo, right?" The man this time carried violence and bloodlust in his voice and with those, experience of both. He was a large man, though not nearly the size as the behemoth. He was reclining, obviously much more self-confident, or perhaps arrogant, than the others. "That's because our spy got stupid and tried takin' out a hero we know nothin' about. I could've killed him if I was there, but instead it was her."

It is expected, Warrior.

"It's a waste of resources. I'd admit that she'd be one hell of a soldier if she didn't have that annoying habit of wasting time playing games, but because she does she dies the most out of all of us. And this time? She was done in by a blob! A blob! What's his name... Yoshamatsu?"

A naked woman walked into the conference unabashed, coated in a strange translucent liquid. Her first words were correcting the violent Warrior, "Yoshimitsu."

"Speak of the devil and he doth appear, eh?" He answered, both bemused and irritated.

"Was it painful?" Asked Soldier, his dark voice holding what seemed like a tinge of concern.

"The pain was out of this world." The bare woman answered, giving two thumbs up and a cheeky large grin. The man seemed to relax at that answer. The unclothed woman giggled, before looking up and calling out, "So, what now?"

You go back.

"W-wait!" Both the Warrior and Searcher exclaimed at the same time, with Soldier glancing around in a confused state.

The main obstacle is the authorities. They are different. More corrupt than usual, yet also more efficient. They are resilient.

"And what do you want me to do about it? I obviously don't know anything about them either."

They are after a certain individual.

"Ha?! And why the hell does that matter to me–" She stopped suddenly, realization touching her face.

Make a distraction. Play a game. Do anything to get their attention.

The unclothed woman tapped her chin. “You sure?”

This would not be the first time.

A familiar, toothy smile stretched her cheeks, looking far too comfortable on her excited face...

“Get me a ticket to New Tokyo, and a phone. I’m going to set a stage.”

~New Tokyo~

Though Guanyin's recent arrival heralded an intense panic among the leaders of the Japanese government, the city of New Tokyo was split. The public, despite the collapse of the top of the Mahogany Tower, were relatively untouched by the matters taking place in the city. A terrorist was stopped at the unfortunate cost of the city's mayor, a warrant for the capture of two individuals was issued overnight, and some strange happenings were taking place in the richer part of the town as a man was robbed in his home (his safe seemingly eaten through) and a shipment of coin disappeared without the delivery vehicle even being touched. The alleys and houses held stories of their own, but were so far out of the public eye that even a great explosion at an entrance to New Tokyo's underground was as noticeable as the unseen disappearance of a small orphan.

Though many events took place during the afternoon of New Tokyo's Guanyin incident, the rest of the night was quiet and peaceful. It gave people time; time to remember the recent events, time to think about what has happened, and time to plan out what will.

It was a restless night, but a peaceful one nonetheless. It had to be. The morning would awaken a chaos not seen in New Tokyo for a long time...

---

Static suddenly replaced every news channel as soon as the clock hit 9 A.M. Within moments, the static cleared and all of Japan was watching the face of a man with two red lines painted on his face and a lazy, slightly forced smile plastered on his carefree face.

"Good morning, New Tokyo! Welcome to Guanyin's 9 A.M. Announcement."

The government immediately reacted, but the source of the signal was undiscoverable. It was as if every news station directly took its own measures to make sure the video's source remain undisclosed.

"As you all remembered, a "tragedy" happened just last night. For those just tuning in, here's a clip."

Immediately the channel switched to the frightening image of the Guanyin last night having a bullet pierce through his head and the mayor and his body being wrapped in flames before cutting off.

"All we wanted was a nice chat with a certain someone, and yet we were treated this coldly."

The man's voice was lethargic and slow, and a bit distracted as if he didn't really care about doing this. His eyes kept wandering between obvious glances at some notecards below the camera. Regardless, he continued:

"But never mind that. No one is to blame, except maybe that certain someone and his hit man. Rather..."

He cleared his throat and looked directly at the camera for the first time.

"Someone had the gall to call themselves a Guanyin. We don't have any clips when he did it, but we do have an image."

As soon as he said that, the image of a man in a mechanized suit free-running across a collapsing Mahogany Tower while holding onto a grappling rope was displayed. It was slightly blurry, but sharp enough to make out the suit's features. It was taken from quite a distance.

"It seems he was being very naughty and even tried breaking into the Police Department and sabotage their data."

He was lying, as evident in his poor performance of sounding alarmed. Though... that could also just be his normal, lazy tone. It was hard to tell since he wasn't taking this video seriously.

"You all must be wondering why Guanyin thought it would be a good idea to tell you this. I wonder that too. Well, we don't care about the little things as much as you think, so let's just go with it."

He frowned slightly and glared into the camera.

"It's just that, when someone steps on our name..."

He cracked his knuckles for emphasis.

"It makes us want to break them. And so, Guanyin is putting out a reward for anyone who captures this guy. Yay. Obviously, most people know that we can get anything we want, but someone decided to turn this into a game."

"Capture this man who called himself Guanyin, and the real Guanyin will grant you a wish. If you want the power of firearms unmatched by today's militaries, or some carnal desire for a paradise that only exists in fantasies, or maybe even the "ultimate treasure" of simply having Guanyin in your debt: Capture this man alive and bring him to us."

He sighed heavily, not even looking at the notecards anymore.

"This goes for all you "heroes" and do-gooders, too. A certain Guanyin will be waiting at a cafe called the Daily Grind at noon tomorrow. Wait, but didn't that- Never mind. Bring him there and, even if you were the Chief of Police, Guanyin will do "everything in its power" to make one wish come true. Also, apparently someone had a tie in with one of us earlier. She wants me to ask you if want to go on a second date– What the hell do you want me to ask?!"

The video abruptly cut off and, with a few seconds of white noise, the normal channels came back on with stunned reporters quietly sitting in front of the camera. Though many people were awake earlier, it is only now at 9:05 AM that one can consider all of New Tokyo to be fully awake. The city anxiously prepared for what tomorrow will bring.

[Ryonara]

#27 turned off his television when the news was over. He released a breath of hot air from his mass, emulating a sigh. Yesterday, after his business was finished, he had all his doppelganger return to him in order to recycle their memories and mass. But one was missing. He went to search for the missing doppelganger, but what he found was one of their evac routes in ruin, and the pasted remains of his doppelganger. But he had not died in vain; before his death, he managed to create a doppelganger of his own, protected with a hard bone casing. When #27 assimilating the doppelganger into his body, he only managed to get some of the doppelganger's final memories. But he had all he needed. It was the last dialog between Yoshimitsu and the woman known as "Guanyin". He was also able to obtain the fear and confusion the doppelganger had when batting her. But despite getting all these answers, they did nothing to solve his questions. If anything, #27 ended up involved in a big mess without the slightest clue what he should do about it. Skip town? Call in some favors? No... He was a hero. He had to fight this, one way or another. It was time for him to visit a friend.

"I need to see Lucilia Riovas." Yoshimistu arrived at the Police Station in his disguise, though he left out the weapons so that he doesn't get perforated on the way in. He even unmasked, showing a fake face just to get the police off his back. But they kept playing their games, stalling time and making Yoshimistu wait. He didn't care, the Proginator went off to do his business and let Yoshimistu do this one. He needed to talk to the Chief of Police about these Guanyin, as he doesn't believe that she takes them as a serious threat.

---

Restu tapped her alarm clock when it began to blare. Ever so slowly she dragged her body off her bed and made the familiar route to her bathroom, careful to not step on her friends who were sleeping on her floor. Once inside she went about her business washing up for the morning and getting dressed, fully awake by the time she opened her door. They had a guest today as well; Lumineer, the hero of light. Or at least that's what Restu was told. Honestly she only knew her in passing because she has a few fans in their neighborhood, and she didn't think she'd end up saving her from that shady fellow. There was a pang of guilt in Restu knowing that she could have came in earlier to stop him, but instead opted to "Wait and See". It was a foolish thing to do, and she vowed not to stand idly by like that ever again.

Soon afterwards more of her gang members began to wake up, some arguing with each other for some petty grievance that quickly died down once Restu told them to shut up. They each went about their business either using the bathroom or heading strait towards the kitchen to make breakfast. Restu on the other hand stayed near Lumineer and watched over her. No doubt she had a lot of questions to ask once she woke up, and Restu was the only one who could really tell her what she wanted to know. Who knows, maybe Restu could get something from the deal herself.

[Lucius Cypher]

A sigh escaped Lucilia's mouth. "This... This is an annoyance." Lucilia was watching today's "news" with another hijacking of the local news. Ever since yesterdays' incident she's had their techies tracing any signal off the local new stations, and those that resisted were beaten into submission. But their efforts hardly got them anything; even when they took out the station's power and means to broadcast, their channel still showed the Guanyin news. So she had to watch their little show, and was even more disgusted when they made the bold order to have the mysterious armored figure captured alive and brought to them. She gave the orders that he was to be killed, and she wasn't about to let any upstart terrorist cell tell anyone otherwise. But before she her anger got the better of her, Lucilia looked at the bigger picture; though there was always the likelihood that the Guanyins were making up a ruse, this mysterious figure likely had no ties to them beyond causing some fault against them. So he probably wasn't involved in the incident with the mayor yesterday (Though she could still pin the murders of her officers on him, as well as breaking and entering into her police station). He was an afterthought when Lucilia began to think one the capacity of the Guanyin. From reports she was getting from other cities, they were also getting Guanyin news broadcasts. So this wasn't just a local threat, but country wide. A grin broke on Lucilia's face. "I could make this work..."

Lucilia entered her police station and was met with an interesting sight. Yoshimitsu, one of the local arms dealers in the city. Officially he was just one of the Registered heroes, but off the record he sold her and her department weapons they otherwise couldn't get through normal means. He also served as her eyes and ears on the street, though last she heard business was bad. "Come with me to my office. We'll talk there." Lucilia went off to her office, all the police officers wisely staying out of her and Yoshimitsu's way. Once inside she dismissed her interns and quickly got into business. "I think I know why you're here. You want to know what I'm going to do about these Guanyins. You also want to know how you could 'Help'. Truth be told I was about to do something about that. So if you want to stick around and watch, be my guest." And with a click of a button, Lucilia called all registered heroes. This one wasn't like the video message from before however; this one was simply a text telling them to head to one of the Police Stations for a mission update. They were not given or shown what the details were, only a location and time. Once they got there, Lucilia would fire up the hologram projector and fill them in on what they needed to do now.