Manhattan, New York
May 21, 2027
9:00pm
It was a cool spring night, the rain had fallen earlier that day and the air was perforated with the smell of wet concrete. The sound of the occasional car as it went down the street was soft hiss as the wheels ran through the shallow puddles along the road. Most people were sleeping despite the age old saying about Manhattan. This relatively quiet street for a good while seemed serene that night. That was until a convoy of heavily armored vans and SUVs sped down the street and stopped in front of one house. The riders of the SUVs all wore black suits with ear pieces and black shades. The armored van opened from the rear to release squads of soldiers who looked to be wearing a combination of SWAT and military armor. The men and women in suits stood outside and began to set up a perimeter around the front of the house. The street was closed off and road blocks were put up. The soldiers, once they were given the signal, stormed the home of a family who began to scream shortly after the raid's beginning. In a matter of moments neighbors began to shuffle out of their homes to see what was happening. Their curiosity was rewarded as the entire family of that home was dragged out in handcuffs and made to kneel on the ground.
"David and Evelyn Warren, you've been suspected of harboring a Gifted. As part of the Metahuman Acts of 2021, the Gifted you have harbored is now subject to immediate execution. As punishment for harboring a threat to national security you both are subject to immediate execution unless you provide aid to this investigation", one of the individualsin suits was reading from a file they had on hand. In that file were the names, ages, medical conditions, school attendance, social media accounts, credit card accounts, and much more. The only thing that file did not contain was which family member was the Gifted. The DMA agent spoke again, "Seeing as every family member is here, the only possible aid you can provide to this investigation is telling us which of your three children is the metahuman"
"Go to hell!", the David yelled definitely but received no response from the DMA agent. Evelyn was crying to hard to speak while her children were made to kneel a short ways off from their parents. The children were two boys and a girl with the daughter being the youngest at age eight. The DMA agent, now convinced he'd get nothing more from them, looked over to the soldiers. "Very well then. Alright Corporal, execute them", the corporal and his team moved into position as they stood behind each member of the family with the barrel of their guns pressed at the heads of both parents and the children. David at he last minute cried out, "ITS ME, ITS ME, IM THE ONE! JUST PLEASE LET MY FAMILY GO!".
The DMA agent tilted his head in doubt, "Really? Because it says on your file that you are 42 years old. So unless you were able to hide for that long I doubt you are the metahuman. I'll ask a final time, which one is it?"
There was no reply, David knew his bluff had been called and he hung his head low. He looked to his children, hoping to make them the last thing he saw before death. Unfortunately he changed his face ever so slightly as he looked to his oldest son who was the Gifted. The DMA agent, received a message from his earpiece and motioned for the soldiers to stand down. "You all can go, except the oldest. Men, execute that one then bring the body back to the lab", there was a panic as both the parents and the children struggled to reach each other. David tried to shove his way to his oldest son but with his handcuffs still on he found it hard to get past the soldiers. In the end he could only watch as they executed his son in the middle of the street. Every neighbor witnessed it and fear was in their eyes, not because of what the DMA and the government had done, but because they couldn't believe a Gifted lived so close to them right under their noses.
Manhattan, New York
July 15, 2029
12:00pm
Present Day
It was sudden like the flicking of a switch. Something so subtle would have a reaction so notable in a matter of hours. At exactly 12 noon every Gifted in the city of Manhattan was sent an anonymous telepathic message to meet in Central Park at 5pm for a Gifted Protest Rally. Such a display was unheard of as all Gifted knew the dangers of being exposed. Despite a number of Gifted not participatig the crowd at the rally was still impressive. There were Gifted among Pro-Gifted human supporters in the park. Many carried signs made that day with some displaying quotes worthy of deep though while others spouted more crude phrases and insults towards the government and the DMA.
The Rally lasted from 5:00pm to 7:45pm, authorities had been called to the scene and closed off the park leaving them to protest. At 7:52pm, both National Guard and DMA vehicles arrived on scene. Most DMA agents were awaiting intel on whetheror not a marked target was among the protesters. The National Guard took a more physical role as they secured the outside perimeter Central Park with portable watchtowers, patrols around the outside of the park, and reinforcin the entrances with bloackade walls. By 8:00pm, the site had been completely secured, no one was getting in or out without the DMA's say so. News reporters had been present since the event's beginning but now they were being sent away. "For your protection,please clear the area. A large scale Gifted control operation is underway", said the DMA representative. Of course the crowd required some "forceful motivation" to clear the area. Once the surrounding area was cleared of civilians the order was given. National Guard soldiers marched into central park and opened fire on both human and gifted protesters. Many fought back but most simply tried to escape. Running to the known entrances all they found was a firing squad waiting for them. Those that attempted to leave by way of climbing the walls would sometimes be unfortunate enough to climb when patrol was passing by. At 8:15pm the area was in chaos. Hundreds fought desperately for survival while others simply collapsed to the ground, chests riddled with bulletholes.
At 12:00pm an anonymous telepathic message was relayed to all Gifted in the city of Manhattan. At 12:00pm a series of events would begin that had the potential to change the course of human history.
May 21, 2027
9:00pm
It was a cool spring night, the rain had fallen earlier that day and the air was perforated with the smell of wet concrete. The sound of the occasional car as it went down the street was soft hiss as the wheels ran through the shallow puddles along the road. Most people were sleeping despite the age old saying about Manhattan. This relatively quiet street for a good while seemed serene that night. That was until a convoy of heavily armored vans and SUVs sped down the street and stopped in front of one house. The riders of the SUVs all wore black suits with ear pieces and black shades. The armored van opened from the rear to release squads of soldiers who looked to be wearing a combination of SWAT and military armor. The men and women in suits stood outside and began to set up a perimeter around the front of the house. The street was closed off and road blocks were put up. The soldiers, once they were given the signal, stormed the home of a family who began to scream shortly after the raid's beginning. In a matter of moments neighbors began to shuffle out of their homes to see what was happening. Their curiosity was rewarded as the entire family of that home was dragged out in handcuffs and made to kneel on the ground.
"David and Evelyn Warren, you've been suspected of harboring a Gifted. As part of the Metahuman Acts of 2021, the Gifted you have harbored is now subject to immediate execution. As punishment for harboring a threat to national security you both are subject to immediate execution unless you provide aid to this investigation", one of the individualsin suits was reading from a file they had on hand. In that file were the names, ages, medical conditions, school attendance, social media accounts, credit card accounts, and much more. The only thing that file did not contain was which family member was the Gifted. The DMA agent spoke again, "Seeing as every family member is here, the only possible aid you can provide to this investigation is telling us which of your three children is the metahuman"
"Go to hell!", the David yelled definitely but received no response from the DMA agent. Evelyn was crying to hard to speak while her children were made to kneel a short ways off from their parents. The children were two boys and a girl with the daughter being the youngest at age eight. The DMA agent, now convinced he'd get nothing more from them, looked over to the soldiers. "Very well then. Alright Corporal, execute them", the corporal and his team moved into position as they stood behind each member of the family with the barrel of their guns pressed at the heads of both parents and the children. David at he last minute cried out, "ITS ME, ITS ME, IM THE ONE! JUST PLEASE LET MY FAMILY GO!".
The DMA agent tilted his head in doubt, "Really? Because it says on your file that you are 42 years old. So unless you were able to hide for that long I doubt you are the metahuman. I'll ask a final time, which one is it?"
There was no reply, David knew his bluff had been called and he hung his head low. He looked to his children, hoping to make them the last thing he saw before death. Unfortunately he changed his face ever so slightly as he looked to his oldest son who was the Gifted. The DMA agent, received a message from his earpiece and motioned for the soldiers to stand down. "You all can go, except the oldest. Men, execute that one then bring the body back to the lab", there was a panic as both the parents and the children struggled to reach each other. David tried to shove his way to his oldest son but with his handcuffs still on he found it hard to get past the soldiers. In the end he could only watch as they executed his son in the middle of the street. Every neighbor witnessed it and fear was in their eyes, not because of what the DMA and the government had done, but because they couldn't believe a Gifted lived so close to them right under their noses.
Manhattan, New York
July 15, 2029
12:00pm
Present Day
It was sudden like the flicking of a switch. Something so subtle would have a reaction so notable in a matter of hours. At exactly 12 noon every Gifted in the city of Manhattan was sent an anonymous telepathic message to meet in Central Park at 5pm for a Gifted Protest Rally. Such a display was unheard of as all Gifted knew the dangers of being exposed. Despite a number of Gifted not participatig the crowd at the rally was still impressive. There were Gifted among Pro-Gifted human supporters in the park. Many carried signs made that day with some displaying quotes worthy of deep though while others spouted more crude phrases and insults towards the government and the DMA.
The Rally lasted from 5:00pm to 7:45pm, authorities had been called to the scene and closed off the park leaving them to protest. At 7:52pm, both National Guard and DMA vehicles arrived on scene. Most DMA agents were awaiting intel on whetheror not a marked target was among the protesters. The National Guard took a more physical role as they secured the outside perimeter Central Park with portable watchtowers, patrols around the outside of the park, and reinforcin the entrances with bloackade walls. By 8:00pm, the site had been completely secured, no one was getting in or out without the DMA's say so. News reporters had been present since the event's beginning but now they were being sent away. "For your protection,please clear the area. A large scale Gifted control operation is underway", said the DMA representative. Of course the crowd required some "forceful motivation" to clear the area. Once the surrounding area was cleared of civilians the order was given. National Guard soldiers marched into central park and opened fire on both human and gifted protesters. Many fought back but most simply tried to escape. Running to the known entrances all they found was a firing squad waiting for them. Those that attempted to leave by way of climbing the walls would sometimes be unfortunate enough to climb when patrol was passing by. At 8:15pm the area was in chaos. Hundreds fought desperately for survival while others simply collapsed to the ground, chests riddled with bulletholes.
At 12:00pm an anonymous telepathic message was relayed to all Gifted in the city of Manhattan. At 12:00pm a series of events would begin that had the potential to change the course of human history.
