Potter

Riverwood Academy

A loud scream interrupted Josephine's tranquil thoughts. The girl's mind had been focusing on how she would achieve first chair for orchestra. For some reason, Anna was ahead of her. Did the teacher not see the potential and greatness Josephine had? It was abysmal how they disregarded her talent. She had bene playing piano since the age of three. It disgusted her as well. If Mrs. Lyell didn't allow Josephine to try out for it again and succeed, then Anna was going to have a tragic accident. How she would was not yet thought out. Nonetheless, it would happen. No-one, no-one, out did Josephine Gray. She snapped back to reality. Her fingers froze over the newly polished piano keys with her light brown hair stroking the edges of it. Josie picked up her head. The scream had emitted from her mother. Why? What the hell was going on? Had her mother finally lost her mind? As she considered the scream, she could hear the agonizing fear and panic behind it. Josephine knew she hadn't set up any maniacal or diabolic trap that day. She rose to her feet, sincerely perplexed. As she crossed towards the room to her door, it banged open and flew off its' hinges. Josephine inhaled, jumping backwards and glaring. Four tall figures clothed entirely in black barged rudely into her room. Josephine stared at them, and then gathered herself. "Who the fuck are you - the 2015 Ninja Squad? God, you look awful. Your wardrobe is shittier than my sister's." "That must be the other sister." commented a male. His voice sounded like nails on a chalkboard. Josephine wondered why her ears were not bleeding yet. "Damn straight, dumbass." Josie snapped and grabbed her baton from the wall. "Get the fuck out of my room. No wonder you cover yourselves up - too cowardly and ugly to show yourselves." "Eliminate her. Now!" A woman to the right of the first male's voice. "She's so annoying." "Is that the only insult you came up with?" She moved into an offensive position. Her adrenaline began to rush. Josephine could feel her heart pounding tremendously against her ribcage. The noise reminded Josephine of a large elephant running from a pack of lions. Another scream - Terraline's - filled her ears. At least someone was going to get rid of the useless girl. Terry was going nowhere in life. Her mother and sister's screams were announced; but what of her brother, Xander? Had he escaped? Whatever. She didn't care. All that mattered was that she managed to survive. The figure to her right lunged at her. Josephine swung out with her baton, the tip making contact with their elbow. It was then that she realized it was a woman by the high-pitched cry. The others paused, evaluating their comrade's injury. "Son of a bitch!" She roared in pain, holding her now broken and shattered elbow. The woman's arm hung awkwardly and limply. "I'm not a son although my mother is a bitch." Josephine responded and jumped into the air. She kicked her in the chest with both feet and sent them stumbling backwards. The woman collapsed on the floor, dazed by the pain. Josephine landed catlike on her feet and glared viciously. "Who's next?" The group evaluated her, immobile. They glanced around at one another, silently communicating. "What are you, telepathic?" she taunted, a wicked smile curling her lips. This seemed to make the male - who was bulky and toned - look at her sharply. His neck had moved so fast that Josephine wondered why it did not break. If he didn't do it himself, then she would. "Get her." The woman ordered, her voice strained by the agony of her broken elbow. "Yeah, catch me if you can.” Josephine laughed and avoided the man's lunge. She wrapped her leg around his and pulled hard, knocking him down. She composed herself and lunged at him to throw him off balance. It was successful, because he staggered. She head-butted him and twisted off of him and onto the floor. Just then, the unidentified figure grabbed her shirt- her designer shirt. Josephine screeched as the individual slammed their fist into the back of her neck. They threw her to the floor and kicked her aside. She bit back a cry of pain and rolled onto her hands and feet as quickly as possible. She was dizzy, but refused to give up. She was not losing her life because of a few idiots. The tall man and unidentified figure remained. "Too sexy and quick for you," Josephine smirked, her blue eyes gleaming with joy. That's when the man took out a gun and aimed it at her. The smirk faded, and then pulled back up. "That's all you brought - a stupid little handgun? I laugh in the face of danger." Josie quoted, laughing maliciously. The figure glanced at the man, then began to slowly edge their way around to the back of Josephine. "Oh I see how it is - tag teaming. Clearly you know I'd kick your ass solo." Josephine kept her eyes on the man with the gun, but was watching the other in her peripheral vision. The figure was taking out some silver, shining object. "Afraid?" the man taunted, waving his gun mockingly at her. Did this man think a gun was going to take her out? She was tougher than that. "Hardly," she replied dryly, keeping her stance and holding her baton. The figure was out of her view now, which only infuriated Josephine. She relied on her sense of awareness and hearing. The man smiled at her; then raised his gun and locked it into place. She tensed, wondering which way she should move both attacks, if possible. The gun was more important. The figure behind her was not as threatening. They were not as fast as a bullet. His finger circled the trigger; then fired. The figure behind her lunged at her as well. That's when the room exploded into flames from every direction and angle. _______________________________________________ Josephine's eyes opened. Her vision was slow to come back. She discovered she was in a hospital room. There was something on her face that was uncomfortable. Her breathing sounded loud in her ears. Her breaths fogged up the oxygen mask, she realized. This brought her to question why she had an oxygen mask on. The night's events replayed in her mind slowly, like a faucet dripping water. There was a group of black figures that were murdering everyone in their house. They had attacked her... She almost was shot... Josephine inhaled sharply, clouding the mask. The man had shot. But after that what happened? Josephine couldn't remember the rest; all she remembered was the fire afterwards, the nothing. She tried to sit up, but ended up coughing and clouding her mask even more. There were burns all over her body, and the scent of smoke was strong. “Whoa, easy there,” A doctor came over and gently pushed her back down. Sadly, Josie didn’t have the strength to fight and laid back down much to her dismay. How dare this man touch her! Josephine stared at him and narrowed her gaze. “You’re confused- I can tell – so I’ll explain. Your family was attacked by the X-Force agents. To save you and your siblings, you were transported to Riverwood Academy. This academy is for people with superpowers – much like you.” He smiled down at her. “Yours seems to be pyrokinesis, Ms. Josephine, gathering by the sudden fire. Welcome to Riverwood, we are happy to have you.” This man would come to regret his words.

Riverwood Academy

Fantastic post, Penguin. :) Can't wait to post Josephine.

Riverwood Academy

Yay. :) Although that stinks, sorry to hear hear.

Riverwood Academy

Who else here loves strawberries?

Riverwood Academy

Did anyone else notice that there are four different characters with the last name Gray? Also, Potter, could you elaborate on the abilities of your first two characters? It's just that necromancy and molecular manipulation are very broad categories and open to a lot of interpretation. It would be helpful I think if you went into specifics about what exactly they can do.

@KaelRavenheart

My character, Josephine, has the last name of Gray because she is Terry and Xander's sister. These are Penguin's character's. This was the last name we planned to use early on, so it was coincidental that there was another character with it. Many people in the real world have the same last name. Additionally, it's open for interpretation because their capabilities are still being discovered. Granted, they are broad; however, what the power is, is the name given. Their limits are posted. They're not demigods or anything major, yet they are restrictive, of course, in what they can do.

Riverwood Academy

Hi.

@Potter

Can....can I call you...Harry?

@Caits

No, you may not. I am female so no, lol.

Riverwood Academy

Hi.

Riverwood Academy

My Hider

Name: Ellowyn Clark Nickname: Ellie, Elle, scar-face. Gender: Female Age: 18 Brief Personality: Feisty, though soft-hearted, is how Ellowyn functions. She keeps secrets to the grave and is as loyal as a dog. With a humorous and joking nature, little seems to bother her. However, when she needs to be serious, she can act as such. Ellowyn is sweet, caring and kind. She doesn't enjoy being mean or harsh, but will if she has to. Mysterious, with an eerie aura around her, Ellie comes off intimidating. However, there is more than meets the eye. Ability: Necromancy Limits to Ability: Her emotions correlate to her power. For example, when she's fearful, she sees more ghosts or will accidentally summon more. They can be terrifying and out of her control as well. Raising the dead drains her for the next 24 hours. She can also become possessed by spirits and ghosts. Age admitted into Riverwood: 17 Background: Ellowyn was born and raised to a caring mother and father. She grew up in a normal, suburban home. Life was simple for her. She was enrolled in self-defense courses and trained to defend herself. Everything seemed fine - up until That Day, as she calls it. Other:

My Hider

Name: Sage Lockheart Nickname: N/A Gender: Male Age: 16 Brief Personality: Quiet and reserved, yet brave, would describe Sage the best. While noble and a gentlemen, he is not one to underestimate. Sarcastic, witty, and with remarks rolling off his tongue, he seems to know what to say at any given moment. Tough, though with a hint of sensitivity, Sage tries to come off strong. However, he will commit to cunning methods if he deems it necessary. Reckless, with an almost-carefree attitude, Sage tries to enjoy life and live in the moment. Ability: Molecule Manipulation Limits to Ability: Sage cannot create molecules, nor against those who have control over their own. He is unable to fly or lift himself off the ground. Additionally, healing is excruciatingly painful and drains him of energy. If he induces pain, it takes a deal of concentration, thus leaving him with a throbbing headache. Age admitted into Riverwood: 15 Background: Born into a rich family, Sage grew up with whatever he needed. Asking was hardly a chore, since his want would arrive soon. It became dull to Sage as he became older. The highs of the rich life became irksome; constant parties, exotic trips to faraway countries. His parents grew displeased with him and began to criticize him. Despite their wishes, he also donated money to people who needed it. This only infuriated them. Thus, Sage became an outcast of the family - especially when he began to engage in sports and have less-than-acceptable friends. His family distanced themselves from him and stuck to one another. As such, he was slightly lonely. Nonetheless, he pursued life and enjoys it. Other:

My Hider

Name: Josephine Gray Nickname: Josie, Pyro Gender: Female Age: 18 Brief Personality: Josephine would be what society considers abnormal. From the day she was born to the ripe age of 18, she was labeled eccentric, quirky, and unpredictable. With an unreasonable ability to be charming, she has risen in popularity amongst her peers. A portion of her day is spent gazing in the mirror and admiring her reflection. With zilch regard to people's lives or right's, Josephine has become infamous. However, she has the strong ability to deceive others with an Innocent smile and bat of her eyelids. Impulsive would not suit her - this girl thinks through everything and plans far ahead. Whatever stands in her way, will be given devastation. Ability: Pyrokinesis Limits to Ability: Must always be in control of emotions and thoughts - if not, fire spirals out of her control, causing damage. She can burn herself if the heat's too intense. Smoke inhalation is not her friend, and she needs oxygen. Hydrokinesis will affect her greatly as well. Age admitted into Riverwood: 18 Background: The day that Josephine was born should have been a happy one. And indeed it was, up until she reached the age of two and began terrorizing people. She learned that throwing toys at a window would break them. This became a fun habit of hers. As she grew older, her parents thought her acts might wither away - but they did not. In fact, Josephine began to grow worse over time. She caused trouble and blamed it on Terraline. As for Xander, she would enchant his guy friends, date them, then break their hearts in two. Rumors would escalate from her, thus destroying their reputations and Xander's as well. Josephine charmed and witted her way out of trouble most of the time. Her tactic became clear: act charming and persuasive in society, and nutty and cruel around her siblings. Other: She is seen with a lighter fairly often, despite it being confiscated multiple times.

Riverwood Academy for the Different

I'm interested in joining. :) Also; Penguin is allowing me to reserve pyrokinesis. Just saying. :o

The Power

I posted.