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Invincible - Chapter I : Origination

And the calm analytical Alex has arrived XD Sorry folks no muder-death-kill sprees today.

Invincible - Chapter I : Origination

Trying to calm him self down he waited out side but it wasn't helping at all. He could could hear people talking, whispering things like "Do they really have junkies just hanging out at the airport?" and "Jesus what's that guy on?" He could smell them, some of them were getting nervous by him as there were sideways glances. He growled "I could rip you all a part" he said under his breath as the more frustrated, annoyed and angry he was getting...it sounded like a better and better idea. He took a deep breath trying to calm down when he heard some one speak "Mr. Rhodes?" He heard as he turned quickly "What!" he snapped almost shouting before seeing a well dressed man. The the stoic man looked at him looking very stern, but he wasn't so good at hiding. His right hand had a the slightest tremble, and Alex could smell the fear. "I was supposed to wait for you, but it has been nearly forty minutes since you landed so I sought you out, before there is an incident" Alex looked at him "So I'm a walking Incident, is that it." Alex stepped closer before jerking forward "IS IT!" he shouted as the stoic man flinched taking a step back as he hand reached down for something on his hip. His shaking was more visible now "Sir,...Alex Please calm down" His voice wavered slightly as Alex grabbed his bag "Get me out of here before I hurt someone"

After that little encounter they were in a helicopter. Sitting in the back of it he closed his eyes, he was alone sitting in the back of it. Taking a deep breath he could smell the salt water of the ocean, mixed with some grease and oil from the helicopter. All sound was drowned out by that "thump, thump" of the blades. It was relaxing, it reminded him of when he was young. He remembered being in a car seat. His dad was driving as the pacific ocean was just barley visible outside of the the window. Black sabbath was on the radio as small arms reaching out before eye lids got heavy and he was asleep.

Soon he woke up. The helicopter had just touched down, his mind flashed to that memory, he remembered his dad telling them they did that, but didn't have any memories of it. But it was so clear in his mind like it just happened yesterday. Standing up he grabbed his bags getting down. He was calm now "Sorry, about the airport. Sometimes I just have trouble controlling my self. his voice was quite and somber now as the man looked at him "That is why you are hear."

He was the last to arrive, apparently they took longer and flew around for a bit letting him calm down some. Because of this he walked into the room only moments before there benefactor came in. Alex stayed at the back though, setting his bags down and leaning back against the wall. Watching as soon as the man was done he walked away. Some people seem angered, others confused, But Alex..he was just relived. Away from civilization it was safer here, if he lost control in a city, he could kill people. Here though, that was more limited. Watching people were leaving walking away already as he stayed leaning against the wall watching. His over active mind starting to race.

Watching them all he sniffed the air, he could smell salt water and some kind of wax, coming from the one cracking jokes. He must of been some kind of surfer or life guard. Assuming he spent a lot of time in and around the ocean.(Nathan) Another smelled like alcohol(Sam) as he shook his head, though he might of been on to something, though Alex wasn't sure how something like that would affect him. It might of made the flight easier. The girl who left(Lydia) she smelled of, Ozone? like right after a lightning strike. That was rather odd but she must of had some lightning power. Looking around there was a feint scent, he could barley detect it as he looked around the room. Narrowing his eyes he had to concentrate as he saw a red haired girl, sitting there(Emily). He didn't notice her before, His eyes were beyond 20/20 but it took a moment to bring her into focus. As soon as he looked away from her he seemed to have forgotten her, but that scent was there as it helped him remember her. He assumed that was some how her power. To be not noticed? He pushed off the wall and walked forward, He focused on her scent, getting a good impression of it, but he realized he was staring at her as he did this. Looking away quickly he still remembered her, he could still smell her. His memory had become near perfect after his powers developed. Though not photographic, sounds and scents they triggered strong memories for him, even things from when he was to young to be able to remember, like in the helicopter.

"Like it or not, this is better then the alternative. Some of us are dangerous, and out in the world we wouldn't have time to properly learn to control our abilities, some of us might even kill people. Especially since we would be on the run." He looked at them, he was calm now, when he was calm his mind was able to collect, process and evaluate facts and keep his emotions in check. As long as he was able to keep his mind on he logic side of things it would be easier to keep control as he spoke of himself more then anyone else.

Devil's Storm

The drifter heard the commotion happening outside the building he was residing in. The sounds of gunfire going off, some being silenced by scream, others fleeing. Hunters, they aren't used to the demons being organized. Forgetting to check for ambushes and that they will be hiding, and do something other then lunge at you. He took a deep breath as he stood up from his seat walking out the door of the room he was staying in. Looking down the woman was stil inside the bar jumping over the bar counter starting to talk with another. Though she seemed to like talking. Walking down the stairs his boots were heavy on the wooden steps echoing out some as he looked over. His face was hidden by the shadow created by his hat, and the bandana covering his face. He looked up, sensing the demons moving. They were positioning them selves better before striking.

His eyes let off that soft yellow glow as he pulled into his demonic power. Pulling out his guns he made it to the bottom of the steps. Walking foward towards the girl he raised his weapons before spreading his arms, pulling the trigger. Those .44 revolvers fired, when they did the air around them cackled with energy as they hit the wall behind the bar, though it was like a cannon blast. A large hole formed as the wood ripped away by the force and a loud shriek of a demon cried out. Firing his other gun the bullet flew out punching another hole and another shriek and another dead demon. Looking up he let them run off for now. "Don't ever let your guard down" he said as he looked at the girl, his voice was deepened and rough but still sounded human.

"They have an alpha, a Juggernaut. They are organized, will plan their attacks. Not just charge until they are all dead or you are. The two on the roof re-treated to regroup. As he spoke his eyes died down. Looking to the other he started to walk outside of the bar "There are none near us right now, but they will be back with greater number. Until the alpha is delt with, they will be much more difficult to deal with". Done speaking he looked to the pair, for now he could use the assistance, the only problem was the fight with that Juggernaut. But that was something he would have to come to later. "So, do we wait here or go to them?

Invincible - Chapter I : Origination

Blarg blarg Honk honk! >.> Anyways...how far a head will the time skip be? Just kind of curious so I can start getting a basic Idea for what I'm going to post.

No man's land

He looked over to Baker as he walked in. He smirked to the boy with he spoke "Not yet, the festivities have yet to begin" he said. He reached into his bag as he pulled out what looked like a severed mummified hand, and as well it should. Cause that is exactly what it was. Setting it down at the head of the table each finger had a wick like a candle. "The hand of a thief" was all he said before pulling out a match, striking it and lighting each finger. Stepping back for a moment he let the artifact do it's job. Soon all of the bodies in the morgue groaned and as they started to thrash about on the tables. All except the one covered in markings. Soon his eyes shot open and it stood up as He grabbed it by the neck shoving him back down. "Good morning" he said to the man as he looked up at him "What in the hell are you!" He screamed out as He lifted him back up before slamming down.

"Briar Tell me about him now" He growled as he looked at the re-animated man. "He, he was our leader, took over three years ago. Showed up, killed our leader then said we were moving out here. Said we would prosper and that he had contacts.

"What contacts? who is helping him.
"Haversthon, It's Haversthon. Rumor is they are part of some secret society"
"Which one"
"I don't know, and not just that Briar...something is off about him. I've seen him get shot, it should of been a killing blow.He paused for a moment "I see you, the real you...What are you?"
"Nothing you would understand" He grabbed the hand and blew on the palm as all the candles went out. The bodies stopped moving returning to be nothing but corpses.

"Dead men don't lie" He said putting the hand back into his bag. Turning he looked to the boy "This town has been cursed, it's slowly becoming a beacon for the supernatural." He pulled out another cigarette and struck a match lighting in. "I can hear it's crys, it's echos. There is something in those mines

Operation Shadow Sabre

lol Well you got to wonder, what does a guy who spends a lot of time, alone and not moving think about...answer Random fucking shit

Operation Shadow Sabre

Jax sat on his crate, he liked his crate. It was a very nice crate, yes a fine example of crate craftsmanship. Moving slightly he tested the sturdyness of this crate. This was the crate of crates, the great crate that all others crates aspire to be. All the other crates were jealous. Shaking his head Jax snapped back reality, God he was bored. His mind drifted off to weird places when he was bored. He spends to much time out in the field sometimes. Looking around from his crate...his normal plain crate, he looked over seeing Saf and Seth chatting some. They were talking about enhancements and he looked at them. His Tac Read out highlighted them as he brought up his wrist computer, typing some on it some there was an expanded read out. It was displaying there enhancements, he wondered a moment. Did they not get Tac readouts? He figured it maybe only certain ones of them did. Different views of a battle fields displaying different angles and distances. Smart.

Closing his computer more of the team were returning from calibrating there suits as he listened to the good Doc explaining the implants as Saf asked more questions. He smirked a bit though after she talked about an orbital drop. Friction and heat might not get you, but the shield my keep the Saf soup left in at least the shape of a person.

Invincible - Chapter I : Origination

wonder if Alistair and Emily would be at the air port around the same time as Alex, since they all came from the west coast.

No man's land

Na, overall doesn't affect much.

No man's land

I'm pretty sure that AC hasn't been invented yet....