“The world is a vast place filled with a variety of people each with their own dreams, goals, motivations, likes, dislikes, friends and foes. What is it that makes us tick, what is it that makes us come together to achieve a common purpose? It is said of those who believe in the God of Abraham that the world was once nothing but darkness and that the good lord spoke light into existence. From then on the story of humanity began and despite our supposed initial fall from grace in the garden of Eden we managed to make progress over the centuries growing better making life easier for the following generation. However it seems this trend has come to an end and some of our old barbaric ways have come to surface again. People are turning against each other once more because of difference’s a common theme throughout history whether it be gender, race, class, or of course now genetics. Once again we are waging war, slaughtering each other like animals all because of fear and misunderstanding, it makes me wonder for those who believe in a God who created everything was it worth it to make light out of the darkness or would it have been better if we’d simply been left in the abyss.”
Volume One: Wanted
“The Evolved humans are not us, they are different, they are dangerous the need to be detained and controlled. You’re claiming their one of us but you’re wrong last I checked I can’t defy the laws of gravity or bend others to my will. There are Evo’s out there who are capable of doing that without so much as moving a muscle and that’s not all. People who can alter your perception of reality to make you see anything they want, people who can make money just spew from ATM’s, and even control the weather itself. People like that are dangerous, they are not people, they are living weapons, and just like any weapon there needs to be regulation. These people are out there among us and even now with the evo registration act there are still many who’ve refused to co-operate with the authorities and want to abuse their abilities to inconvenience and potentially harm the rest of us. With such an imminent threat now is not the time for peace, and sympathy. An entire high school was wiped out last month, 2000 kids dead in L.A, and you have the nerve to suggest we need to give them a break!!”
A man reached for the remote and pressed a button and the television turned off. That man was Max Stross, one of the founders of Quantum Industries and one of their leading agents. He sighed glad the TV was off he had nothing to gain from watching politicians debate about the current Evo laws in the country. Honestly he supported what the Senator was saying in-fact he wanted to take it a step further. What he’s talking about is just the tip of the ice-berg the shit I’ve seen, the true power these people hold, they need to do more then contain them, the need to kill them.
Max was getting tired of Evo Sympathizers in the country it seemed every day there was less and less of a reason to have any excuse to support these monsters. Every-day he went to work he had to risk his life to go against these people and to help maintain the stability of society not just in America but the whole world. Such was the cost of working for Quantum but it wasn’t as if he didn’t enjoy the work. He was driven to do something that benefited society something that made his life seem like it had meaning.
He went over to his desk to grab his gun and put it in the holster, before checking himself out in the mirror briefly. Just as he was examining himself he felt a vibration in his pocket as his phone began to buzz and he quickly whipped it out. Taking a peak at the caller I.D and seeing it was work related he picked up.
“Hello Agent Stross speaking how may I help you, I’m just about to head in to the headquarters.”
“Max good thing I caught you man this shit is serious, your gonna need to head off to the first flight to California things -“
“You managed to get some information about whatever Evo wiped out the school.” Max was suddenly completely disinterested in anything he’d been doing before. The fact that the government had been unsuccessful in finding any leads regarding the school wiped out in L.A caused his blood to boil. 2000 kids murdered by some sociopathic superhuman and they couldn’t even figure out what power was behind it not to mention the Evo that was responsible.
“Not exactly, well sort of…that’s part of the assignment anyway. We’ve been looking into various people connected to the school former staff, students, family, mainly looking to see who was unregistered and checking in on them. Well get this there’s this chick Blaire Anderson, problem child with a history of drug problems and suspected Evo she went missing the same day the school was gone, and her car’s vanished too and the security footage for the apartment where she resided is gone. We have a strong inclination to believe that even if she’s not responsible the fact that she’s unregistered is a red flag as well as missing and around the time she went missing. We find the connection to her disappearance then we find our culprit and apprehend America’s most notorious mass murderer ever funding won’t be a problem, the world’s governments will recognize the necessity of Quantum..”
Max was listening with intent happy to have finally had a break, lately he’d taken a break from black ops work opting to focus on using his charity foundation Evo’s Anonymous to weed out unregistered superhumans to capture and kill, “This is great news, I’m about to pack my bags and I’ll be on the way to the air-port in less then half a hour. I want Quantum’s finest at my side this is quite possibly one of our most important missions and not just because the U.S wants results, because the lives of our youth were smiled by this genetic monster and now it’s time to deliver retribution.”
“Alright before you go I just wanted you to know that’s not the only thing brewing in California, it’s becoming a nest for dangerous Evo activity. It’s been reported that there’s some sort of incident taking place in Disneyland involving an extremely dangerous Evo with a dangerous ability, I’ll be sending a full report to your laptop. I want your team to handle that when you get down there as well as investigating Anderson’s disappearance we have a strong inclination to believe there connected, something is brewing in California and it’s not good. There’s rumors in the air of a group of dangerous Evo’s coming together and that can only mean bad news for us. It’s high time we deal with the situation, ever since Walker committed suicide things haven’t been looking good for us.”
“Alright I understand I’m on it I won’t let you down.” Max hung up the phone and went to the bathroom turning on the faucet. He leaned down and reached his hands into the sink splashing cold water into his face. He was just about to get ready to pack when something began playing in his mind, something he was sure had to be a fabrication a memory that just couldn’t be true but for some reason he knew it wasn’t. The nightmares had stopped now but for the past week he’d been having nightmares over and over about the same thing he shuddered just thinking about the eerie things he’d seen in his head which he was beginning to think were actually true. Just thinking about what he’d been seeing made a chill go down his spine.
Max stumbled forward looking around and was in some sort of wasteland. The entire area around him was decimated, he was standing the remains of what was once the city of Washington D.C. Around him was rubble, and the smell of corpses filled the air. It took everything in him not to vomit from the sheer disgust of what was happening as he began treading through the remains of the capitol city.
“Stross I’ve told you again and again the key to stopping all this, to preventing all of this is in California, you seem to be avoiding your destiny, you have a chance to change the world, do you want this to happen, do you want the world to be decimated, under the iron rule of them!” A voice was speaking but Max couldn’t see a person and suddenly heavy winds began blowing against him and dust was raised up around him. He raised his arm in defense to block the dust storm that was starting and suddenly in-front of him he saw the image of a teenage girl.
“Who is.”
“She is the key, the factor that can make all of this different, as Nakamura would say the butterfly that needs to be stepped on, pluck her wings Stross, capture her, at all costs she is the key Stross, she is the key.” Max continued to shield his eyes from the dust and suddenly it cleared and what was left was the shimmering reflection of the teenage girl the omnipresent voice had been telling him to take care of. He stared in the eyes of the girl looking over the image of her before everything started to fade to black. He felt his heart racing and an immense pain through-out his body as chasms began to open up in the ground. Lava began spewing out and suddenly he began hearing voices screaming and yelling. He collapsed to his knees as the pain grew more and more brutal.
“Make it stop stop!” He clasped his head in pain as tears began to come down from his eyes as he was brought to the ground in pain as the ground continued to rip apart and he was assaulted with visions of the city of Washington D.C. and other cities around the world being brutally destroyed with millions being killed in each vision. Finally and all of sudden the vision ended and just like that it was over.
“Whoever she is I have to find her, she’s related to all of this, to the dreams, to Nakamura, to everything,.” Max went to the bed-room to pack his bags now with a new sense of determination driving him. If he wanted to find the answers to the dreams that had plagued him for the past week, to find answers about who wiped out the school, to find answers about how to deal wit the Evo’s he knew he’d have to go to California.
