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Invincible - Chapter I : Origination

Alex was more then jittery. Apparently he was afraid of flying, either that or he was afraid of heights. He wasn't really sure, nor did he care. Statistically speaking he had a higher chance of being struck by lightning, he didn't under stand this shit at all. He had a mind that could calculate advanced formulas, quickly read and react, and even help him understand his emotions. Now if it could help him CONTROL them. It was more then fear though. Anger, he was enraged. There was a baby crying, it was like nails on a chalk board digging into his skull, it also needed to be changed. He could hear the two girls in the back of the plane that wouldn't shut up. One of the Pilots apparently was smoking, he could smell the tobacco. Between the first flight, that lay over in Dallas...he was not a happy person.

Sitting in his seat he kept taking in deep breaths, trying to remain calm, he couldn't even take his hands off the armrest. At the same time if he squeezed to hard he would crush them. Soon though he heard some one speaking "Sir?" he heard from the stewardess "What!?" He snapped at her as she jumped and people were looking at him as he spoke a little to loud. "Sorry...I've never flown" He looked forward trying to remain calm "Just leave me alone please". Worst off he could smell gunpowerder, great just what he needed to get arrested by an air marshal. maldito! he shouted in his mind jerking his hand and ripping the arm rest off "Dios Mios!" he cursed as soon the seat belt light came on as he snapped in. They were landing and at least.

Soon they hit the ground, and he wanted off this damn thing. Though he couldn't exactly run out. He tried to remain calm as he stood up grabbing his bag from the over head compartment. They were letting people depart now as he saw the stewardess, walking up to her he tried to smile "Sorry, about earlier...Apparently I'm afraid of flying" he said as she smiled to him reassuring him it's alright and she had seen worse. Good thing he managed to keep somewhat calm...or else they would be looking for the black box of this thing.

Once off the plane he managed to calm down a bit, It was dark out as the brisk morning air filled his lung as he took in a deep breath. The pilot said it was it was 3:00 am as he made his way into the terminal. He was tense as he clutched his bag hard, great he was the tense guy in an airport, worse thing him going off might be worse then any bomb. "leave me be, leave me be" kept echoing in his head as he walked. People kept looking at him as he kind of stood out. Veins in his arms were bulging out of his arms as his his face was crunched up in anger. Going to get his luggage was quick enough, it helped that people were giving him plenty off room. Grabbing his back he put it over his shoulder and walked out of the building walking away from people. He took in a deep breath as he leaned back against a pillar closing his eyes. He managed to fly on two planes and deal with three air ports with out freaking out(to much) and rampaging. Good day all in all.

Invincible - Chapter I : Origination

soo..was thinking about my post and realized something...Alex has never flown before, is going to be in a small confined space being assaulted scents and sounds, crying babies other people...probably going to have a lay over...and has almost no control over heightened emotions...I see falling planes in his future XD Might need to invest in Horse tranquilizer haha

Invincible - Chapter I : Origination

I was thinking more flight times, Since West coast would probably have to land, get on a connecting flight.

Invincible - Chapter I : Origination

I think Alex is the only one Coming from San Diego and left later in the afternoon, so probably wouldn't arrive until later at night. Think he might be the last one to arrive XD

Devil's Storm

Yea I was going to wait for things to heat up before posting >.>

Invincible - Chapter I : Origination

I'm Moving to Arizona in July...All the sun will be mine!!! and dessert...The dirt bikes will be used.

Invincible - Chapter I : Origination

San diego is better...all nice and sunny with beaches, less hippies,

Invincible - Chapter I : Origination

Alex was were he could be found every Saturday morning, elbow deep in a motor. Currently he was underneath one laying down on a roller. Music was playing loudly through the shop, mostly classic rock as currently it was AC-DC. There was only a couple of other people working in the shop this morning as there were only a couple of cars being worked on. It was peaceful as he rolled out from under the car getting up and wiping some grease from from his hands on his overalls. He wore the top of them down around his waist as he moved over to a near by desk with computer on it. Pulling up the file for the car he was working on as he updated it. Simple fuel pump needed to be replaced, at least that was done.

Sighing he closed off the file, he would have to call the owner to let them know the car was done. "Alexander Rodriguez Rhodes" Alex turned around looking at the person behind him. A man wearing a suit, a very nice suit. To nice to be a parole officer for one of the ex-cons his dad hired. He looked over to Carlos, he looked over but didn't seem on edge or walking over to see what was up, and he was the only one here with a sheet at the time. So there was only one other option, Government, he was here for him. That blood test last week at school, it was more then what they let on. The pieces started to fall in to place for him as his mind was racing, eyes started to look around for a back up team before he lashed out. He tried to hear or smell anything indicating more people. Fear his emotion was growing, he could feel it building inside of him, growing ever faster as his fight or flight was staring to take over.

All of this only took a mater of seconds "Yes, can I help you?" He looked at him, the only gunpowder he could smell came from the 1911 locked away in the cabinet behind him, and the one Carlos kept on him. So he was unarmed, that reassured him some. "That mind of yours is a wonderful thing, how many plans have you formulated to escape he handed him an envelope as he furrowed his brow confused now. "216" he answered as he grabbed the envelope, the man seemed to know what he was. He lifted up the envelope and sniffed it, paper, glue sealing, and ink. "Destroy it as soon as you read it" With that he turned and left. He looked at him as he took a deep breath calming down. The man knew how to talk to him, short and direct. Calm and level. Did he know about his lack of control of emotions?

"Estoy de volver a casa"(I'm going home) He called out as the others waved at him "buen día" they called out as he walked off. Changed into jeans leaving on his black shirt as he grabbed his riding jacket and helmet. His mother hated that he fixed that bike after the wreck, walking up to his black Suzuki he put his coat on and pulled on his gloves. Soon he pulled the helmet over his head as he started up the bike and rode home.

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After dinner he sat on his bed looking at the envelope, opening it up he started to read the the letter.

'Alex. You don't know me, but I know you. I know it's hard to trust someone you don't know, but I'm asking you to just read this letter and give me a chance. The government has targeted you. That blood test you took last month was taken by every teenager in the country. It was looking for people like you. Special people. You're not the only one. There are hundreds, if not thousands. I'm giving you a choice. Stay where you are now, and die, or be taken away to live out your days as a lab rat - or, alternatively, leave your home, get on that plane and do not look back.'

'You will never be able to have the life that you have planned now, but I can offer you a new life. A life where you can be a part of the downfall of the government's genocide of people like you and I. Your powers are a gift, I can help you use them for good.If you decide to take that ticket, know that a lot of hard work and danger will be coming your way. But ask yourself - is that not better than death? I hope to see you in Haiti. Look for a man holding a sign saying 'Smith Family' when you arrive there. He will take you to your new home, should you choose to take the flight.

'Regards, -W.V.'

'P.S.: If you have family, it's best that they don't know where you're going.'

He read that letter looking at it, he knew something was up with that Blood test, but this. He looked outside of his door, he didn't want to leave his family. He ran through the scenarios in his mind. He started running through the scenarios in his mind, there wasn't a single outcome where him staying wouldn't put his family at risk. He would have to run, that would work. He could smell or hear anybody comeing, with his mind he could stay a step a head of them. But it was his emotions, all the stress of running. He knew he would lose control, that might cause him to kill innocent people. Then there was the hail merry. Using this ticket. He sighed some as he knew what he would have to do. But to not tell his family, he couldn't deal with that. The worry they would have, they would look for him, not knowing what happened. They lived in a rough neighborhood. He could of died, he had been known to get into fights and it wouldn't of been the first time some one would of tried to get revenge. Sighing he stood up, he would at least tell his mother. He couldn't have her worry bout him, she grew up here. She could lie to the police, file a missing persons so suspension isn't cast on them when the real government comes looking for him. His flight was for the afternoon so he'll be long gone with in 48hrs. Logically he knew it was a bad idea, but emotionally. That was something different.

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Sitting at the airport he waited for his flight as he ran through everything in his head. He stole a car to keep up the appearance that he ran away, parked it a few blocks away from the airport and walked the rest of the way. His passport was up to date for when they went to visit family in Mexico. Soon they were calling to board. He checked in his main bag as he pulled his back pack over his shoulder walking in the first class to board the plane. Soon sitting down in his seat he leaned back in it. He took in a deep breath, he knew this day would come eventually, ever since he discovered his powers. But now it was finally here.

Invincible - Chapter I : Origination

San Dog yo

Invincible - Chapter I : Origination

@McHaggis So my GF thinks Alistair looks like a Flammer xD