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Amir had certainly been right about the Olympus District. Unlike the rest of the city, the place still seemed somewhat peaceful despite everything that was going on. No gangs. No looters. Just an air of peace. It helped that the power was still on here, lighting the streets in a rich golden glow from the streetlights above. The district’s main high-street was no exception and as such, Amir decided to take his jog there. He kept at a steady pace, not wishing to tire himself out too much. In each ear sat a headphone, allowing Amir the pleasure of zoning out all his thoughts into the soothing feeling of the world moving past him and the pleasurable sounds of Beyoncé. It was just what he needed. He could block out the negative thoughts. He could block out him.

As he ran, Amir regularly turned to the shop windows on his left, watching the smiling reflection of himself. He didn’t want to seem egotistical, but he had to admit that he looked good. Better than he felt however. That was when the reflections changed however.

One second there was Amir, the dark skinned jogger. The next? Well Amir couldn’t even describe it properly. The thought made him slightly hazing. It was disorientating. Nauseating. The reflection was still there, although he seemed warped. The tentacles was probably the most noticeable thing. They floated dreamily behind him, like tendrils of darkness, with the mere sight of them instilling a slight air of fear to Amir. The reflection’s backdrop was different too. Gone was the peaceful Olympus street and its radiating glow. Now there was only fire and suffering. That wasn’t the worst thing though. No, the worst thing were the eyes. Eyes of an incomparable luminosity. Eyes resembling that of two disastrous black holes, swirling as if they might entrap anyone that got too close.

Despite all this though, they were still Amir’s eyes looking back at him.

Amir tore his eyes away, darting their attention to his feet. Breathing heavily, he realized that he had stopped walking, his legs feeling somewhat stiff as If he hadn’t moved them in several minutes. How long had he been stood there, staring into the shop window? What it him? Had Cthulhu somehow gotten to him?

Shaking away the feeling, Amir readjusted his headphones, letting a loud yet relaxing blast of music to pour into him. He took in one final breath before risking a glance back towards his reflection. He let out a sigh of relief however upon being met with nothing more than just his usual self.

I… I must be going crazy” He spoke aloud, his voice barely louder than a whisper.

His head fell into his hands. He wanted to cry, yet no tears came. Why was this happening to him?

Before he had anytime to overthink that particular question, Amir found himself hurtling forward towards the window slightly, the cause of which being a gust of suddenly appearing wind originating from behind him. Turning, Amir caught sight of it. A blur of light moving up the street away from him. His eyes widened even further as that blur seemed to slow in speed, coming to a halt at the end of the road. As it slowed, Amir saw that it was a man. Extremely confused, he watched as this newcomer gazing around at the shop fronts before him. He seemed to let out a short laugh, something which Amir only barely managed to hear from this distance.

He opened his mouth to call out to him, when the man vanished, with the blur rocketing straight into the window of a jewellery store. As the alarm immediately began to sound, wailing into the night, Amir realized that this man, despite his superhuman looking abilities, was in no shape or form one of the classic superheroes he had read about as a child, but it would seem that he was actually a villain. A real life supervillain. The thought made his stomach churn.

Don’t Amir… Let chaos be…

The voice that suddenly appeared in his head made it even worse. However it made his realize what he had been thinking, and that was that he had to help. He had powers. He could do this. Right?

Pulling his hood up over his head, and switching his music to something more upbeat, he charged forwards, a sound of extreme disapproval ringing inside his head.
Feel like i should have asked this earlier instead of leaving it until now but could I possibly make use of the speedster? The plan was to have Amir travel to the Olympus District where he'd briefly (and i mean briefly) engage him, or at the very least attempt to! Obviously don't want to control him much since i don't know what you had planned, but if i situate Amir on the high-street, can i have him witness him rob another jewelry store or something and have him try to get involved?
I have an exam next week so I'd like to prioritize the weekend to revising for that. I want to get another post up before then so I'll begin work on it tonight, although don't expect it until tomorrow or friday!
@Stein just gunna wing it yolo Personally I'd like to see Amir becoming a vigilante, as despite striving to help people regularly, he hasn't had much experience yet. In turn, i'd like his "relationship" with Cthulhu to develop a bit more, with them beginning to talk a lot more in a similar way to Jaime and his scarab, although in this case a lot more arguments about right and wrong. Cthulhu will always be nagging at him, especially during combat etc, and I'd like to have Amir even being tempted by it at points and maybe in the future actually succumbing to temptation
Overwatch has distracted me greatly! Beta ends sometime today so after that I can start work on a post!
Ah fair enough! Just thought since the original roster was made up of each of the Avenger's enemies :P
@Natty I'd say give the Masters of Evil some time to for, doesn't make sense for them to form until like in many mediums they see loose against the Avengers solo a couple of times and are then like 'Team up time'


Yeah that's completely cool! Thought that I’d ask first, just in case someone had made mention of them before somewhere!

Could be nice if we change the roster up the a bit when it comes to them forming/leading up to it? That way we could possibly have a member to oppose each Avenger? Of course this is going to be long down the road so shouldn't be dwelled on too much!

Regardless my plan isn’t too scuppered without the MoE’s involvement!
Also, I think @natty wanted to use Baron Zemo, although I think Natty only really asked whether anyone was using him.


Yeah I have no interest in playing Zemo :P Just wanted to know as I was considering making use of the Masters of Evil in regards to a future enemy i was going to have America go up against. Had an idea to do something similar to what Doc Oct is doing in the most recent series of Ultimate Spider-Man and have him hold "try-outs", or at least looking into the idea of it! Although that would require Zemo to have made an appearance first as a big baddie at one point :P

Also, speaking of, what is the state of S.H.I.E.L.D.? Is it AoS kinda deal, still at height of full power or still on the rise? I'm reading through S1 but that is a LOT of text walls to get through. Finally, what's the deal on collab posts? Is it PMs, a collab document set-up or is it up to ourselves how we do it?


S.H.I.E.L.D. is currently at the height of their power, with them also managing the Avengers

As for collabs, it up to ourselves really! While some may prefer collab documents, others may just like consecutive back-to-back posts, etc.

Under normal circumstances, would adore the prospect of a power cut. It gave him a real reason to step away from the television. A reason to head to that rickety old IKEA bookshelf in the corner and tear straight into a new world of adventure, romance, and excitement. He loved this time; curled up on the couch surrounded by an array of dimly lit candles, reading peacefully, his roommate fidgeting nervously on the armchair in front of him as she worried about how to get her mobile data working. It had been a simpler time.

Things were different now however. While Amir loved having time alone with just his thoughts and a good book, he knew that wouldn’t ever be an option again. Because now it wasn’t just him alone with his thoughts and a good book. Now it was him, a good book, and the Dark Lord Cthulhu chatting away in his head. Well chatting away probably wasn’t the best way to describe it. All he was doing was whispering. Whispering about Amir’s potential in the world. However the “potential” he spoke of wasn’t something that Amir was all too happy with. The whisperings often grew worse when Amir was alone, hence why reading wasn’t really much of an option anymore. He had to do something to take his mind away from the creepy little parasite.

Jogging was his solution; an activity that seemed to be beneficial in more ways than just blocking his voice out. It was soothing and relaxing for Amir, which was good considering it had become a daily routine of his. Now that the city was facing a mass power outage however, Amir had been jogging quite a lot more than his usual daily amount. He wasn’t stupid though. As Brooke had screeched to him worriedly before he had left the apartment, the streets probably weren’t the safest places to be at this kind of night, especially with the lack of lighting around. And especially for someone of his ethnicity. She was right of course. The news had been showing images and clips of looters from the previous night, all day. It was easy to assume that they’d continue.

Regardless Amir had to get out of that apartment. He had been going stir crazy, with him even beginning to follow the same erratic behaviour of Brooke. It wasn’t until the voice began speaking in his head one more that he had become adamant to leave. No way was he letting that thing grind his gears. The soft menacing voice of Cthulhu was quickly drowned out by the sound of the city’s nightlife as soon as he stepped outside, refreshing Amir slightly.

Still weary of Brooke’s previous warnings however, Amir decided not to take his run into the centre of The Sound and the Lower East Side like he had originally planned, instead turning up a side street, towards the looming peak of Mount Nysa that was just noticeable between the rooftops. If there was one place he could run peacefully without fear of looters and muggers, it was the Olympus District.

What harm could he come to there?
Thought I'd say, I'm not planning on doing much more inter-dimensional stuff in the future! Once i'm done with the current mini-arc i'm doing, it's back to regular heroics and stuff! Just wanted to do something reminiscent of the AVENGERS #0 they released at the start of ANAD Marvel!
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