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"It is during our darkest moments that we must focus to see the light."




Formerly Mantis




"It is during our darkest moments that we must focus to see the light."
Communion pt.1
A Lethal collaboration with @Gardevoiran and @ProPro

Mantis and the group left the scene of Sylph's demise. They regrouped with Farce and drove back toward the search and rescue operations. It was clear that everything they had simply was not enough to kill Behemoth. The best they could hope for was to mitigate the death and destruction it caused. Mantis forcibly rejected the thought that he had indirectly caused the Case-53's death. If she hadn't been influenced by him, she wouldn't have thrown caution to the wind toward Behemoth.

Forcing himself into the present, he drove with speed and precision; evading debris, pedestrians and roadblocks. Healer followed on her bike not far behind. They reached a particularly large cathedral that was on the path of Behemoth's rampage.

People who never attended a church in their lives flocked to it like those same lives depended on it. Mantis parked the vehicle, flagged down Healer and spoke to his team, ”I'm going to try to get them to evacuate. They think a building will save them, but it’s distance that will.”
As they entered the front, crowds of people flooded the altar. A few priests were praying and attempting to give the people solace. The pews were flooded with people from all walks of life. Black, white, old and young. The beautiful cathedral was blanketed with lost souls in need of a shepherd.

Farce followed behind Mantis, careful to not accidentally get crushed by anything. The building was surprisingly structurally sound, considering every step Behemoth took shook everything around just a little bit. Or it felt like that, anyway. Regardless, Farce immediately got to work as she grabbed some of the injured and started to help them out, being a supportive shoulder for a hurt gentleman and carrying a boy out in her arms.

Healer did her job well, as usual. Taking care of the wounded and even healing those who had injuries that were internal. People were amazed and claimed miracles were happening in God's house! That was not the response they needed. They couldn't have people staying here. They had to do something fast.

Clothed in his cape garb, Mantis marched toward the front of the altar where the priests gave out prayers and blessings. He hesitated for a moment, not wanting to disrespect them in the middle of their prayers. Another tremor quaked, signifying Behemoth's movement. Mantis could wait no longer. He turned to the crowd and shouted, ”YOU HAVE TO GET OUT OF HERE! BEHEMOTH IS COMING!” The people turned, somewhat shocked. Some muttered, ”Isn't this the one who was on the television? “ The priests looked disapprovingly at him and continued their work. It was obvious they thought they knew something about this place that he didn't.

Mantis shook his head. Their reactions were wrong. They would get people killed. He released powerful feelings of terror and the phrase,

RUN AWAY!!!

into everyone within the vicinity. The feelings cascaded over them like a wave. People began scrambling for the exits in horror. They pushed and shoved one another for safety for several minutes. Thankfully, it appeared that no one was injured. These feelings were overwhelming. Mantis continued releasing them until he was sure the civilians had evacuated. He purposefully attempted to avoid Farce, Healer and Axel with his powers. They still would feel some aspect of them, however.

When he turned back toward the altar, a single elderly priest was kneeling, clutching a crucifix in his hands and praying fervently. Mantis felt compassion for the man, removed his mask, and knelt down on a knee next to him. He quietly muttered, ”You have to go..do you want to die?” The man replied, ”My place is here. I've long ago purposed to never leave God's house until I, Father Hammond, leave this world for good.” Judah looked at him thoughtfully. The man believed in something bigger than himself with all his heart. Judah respected that. He stood up and headed toward his allies. ”It looks like we're done here.”

”Something tells me the priest isn’t coming with… I-I’ll be outside in a moment.” Farce told the group as she stepped forward to the priest, kneeling on her own beside him and staying silent. She wasn’t one for all the religious talk and babble, but with that monster running around, she didn’t really have time to question beliefs. Under her breath, she muttered something quaint. ”If I die, please let me see my brother again.”

Huh. Here I wasn’t expecting that.

She rose back to her feet and ran over to the rest of the group. ”Should we get a move on to the next building?”

As they were about to leave, Axel barked emphatically toward an area of the cathedral. Judah honed in on that area with his ability. It wasn't as clear as it was before his second trigger. It took more work to get it right. He began walking in that direction and sensed chaotic emotions from a room; indicating there were living beings in it. Only a door stood in their way. Judah attempted to open it, but it was locked. Then he knocked, ”We're here to help! Please come out!”

Behind the door they heard, ”We are safe here in God's house. We will not leave!” The cries of a child began calling out to them. Indeed, they heard multiple children in the room! This wasn't a matter of choice anymore..but putting children in danger.

”You guys aren’t safe. What’s attacking the city can kill Gods, you know! You guys need to get out of here, and quick!’ Farce tried to go for the intimidation approach. Sure, it wasn’t the cleanest excuse, but maybe Judah could help them see the light in their actions.

Healer shook her head, ”They aren't going to listen to reason. We have to do something..”

Judah nodded and marched next to the door, took a breath and kicked it in with his combat boot. It swung open; broken from its hinges. Inside there were at least forty people, including multiple children. He entered the room, pointed to the exit and shouted, ”GET OUT NOW!!!” More emotions of terror entered the room. Hopefully scaring the people out of their insanity.

It worked..for most of them. Twenty of the people pushed and shoved one another out of the way toward the exit. Four children cried in place. Sixteen screaming men and women ran toward Judah, Farce and Healer. They began to grasp at their clothing. Pulling and shoving them into the walls around. They yelled for all their lungs were worth. Judah tried to get free without injuring them, but they clung to his kevlar like ticks. Axel barked at the group. He even began biting one man on the leg who was grabbing Judah.

”H-hey! Get off of me!” Farce asked as a bunch of people piled onto her and knocked her down, covering her in a dogpile and keeping her on the ground. The vigilante didn’t much appreciate that, and try as she might to get everyone off her, she just couldn’t do it. Though, she started to notice there were a lot more guys on her than girls… which forced out Whip, either from will or from figuring out how Farce’s power worked.

”GET OFF HER, PIGS!” Whip quickly started to shove people off her, knocking them into the pews of the cathedral and biting down on those who dared to get near her mouth. ”You fucking shitstains don’t deserve to be knocked out by the heel of my boot!”

Healer shoved and pulled people off of Farce until Whip arrived thinking, ”She can handle herself. I may have to heal the people attacking her instead.” She kicked one man aside who had charged her. She heard the crack of ribs as her boot connected. The man fell over in pain.

Judah struggled to free himself from the mob around them. Axel continued to bite down the man's leg until he let go of his master. The man scuttled away with a bad limp and fell onto one of the pews. The battle with the civilians was tricky at best. It would be wrong to go all out on the mob. However, that wouldn't stop them from beating Lethal Force to a pulp with sheer numbers.

”Well well well, how ironic. It seems you have escaped only to be hoisted by your own petard…” came a deep, confident, and amused voice from behind the group. Patriarch had entered the cathedral, his walking cane tapping the floor with every step, echoing throughout the halls.
Cicero Bladewalker


Cicero listened to Gwyn with a thoughtful countenance. He replied with the utmost sincerity, "Cyrano...I like it." Just then Dalious broke their cover by walking straight over to them. "So much for our disguises.." Cicero thought.

Suddenly a chair bashed over Dalious and knocked the rapscallion out. Cicero rolled his eyes and breathed a heavy sigh. He had to step in now. Jumping up, his cloak whirred behind him as he began boxing the man who brought Dalious down. A left hook here, a right jab there, a left cross. Bam Bam WHAM! The man was on the ground before he knew it. Not taking time to admire his work, Cicero hoisted Dalious over his shoulder and muttered to Gwyn, "Time to go." Then he made his way out the back exit. If he wasn't interrupted he would attempt to leave the area and reconvene somewhere else.
Indeed.. I'll post RIGHT NOW!
That was a funny post haha. I'll get to one within the next few days.

God speed on your finals and trip! 4 weeks is a long time, I hope it's rejuvenating for you after all that school.
Shout out to my boy @LemonZest1337 for the 1,000th IC post!


They drove closer toward the destruction that was in the wake of Behemoth until it was impossible to go further. Judah pulled over near the sidewalk and got out of the vehicle. He quickly donned his gear while Axel leapt out. Using his powers of perception, Mantis sensed for nearby capes to influence, or for Healer to treat. Genevieve parked nearby on her bike and followed the group. Farce appeared to have other thoughts on her so Judah said, "If either of us need help, call the other."

Meanwhile the ground quaked, Behemoth roared and capes fell by the wayside. The Seraph unleashed terrifying power at the beast...and then..silence. Judah could feel so much chaos and discord in the city. More then ever before. He had to limit it or become overwhelmed and unable to function. Mantis tweaked his ability so that he would only sense things in a closer radius.

The silence broke and they spotted a single woman launching orbs of some unknown substance nearby. Judah ran over with his allies and activated his ability. He released feelings of courage and strength. The parahuman was invigorated and began firing even larger orbs at the beast. They moved slower, and were less accurate, but appeared to give off much more energy. "Thank you." She stated before turning in surprise and exclaiming, "You were on the tv! You're lucky to be alive."

Judah replied with a somber tone, "Yes. Now we're going to make the most of it." He glanced around for more people to invigorate. The new aspect of his power shook things up a little bit.
Reign: Kingdom Come
Chapter 4:D - Tower of Light


It was almost impossible to see the ground immediately in front of them on top of the problems with breathing. The one thing that broke through the thick ash was the tower of light, still shining up ahead. They travelled with all the speed the hound could muster. The dog coughed and gagged from inhaling the particles. It had to stop moving for some time as it choked on the black ash. Lorenzo encouraged the beast, but without some relief they would be stuck in place.

Then Marque donned the mask. It fit perfectly over his face and even felt like it had attached to his flesh in a warm embrace. Suddenly, wind swirled around them. Not the cold icy death they had experienced before. A warm gust which blew the black ash away from their group. It continued to swirl around and protected them from the nasty particles of the BreathStalker. Marque instinctively understood that this wind was in some way connected to the mask which he wore. Knowledge which he was ignorant of seconds prior came to him. He felt like he could alter the flow of air around himself with the help of this crow mask.

Seconds passed as the hound began to recover. Col utilized Bastian's bandages to cover his face as he notched another arrow. Ready to fire at the presently unseen enemy. Lorenzo mushed on their four-legged companion. With the better visibility and breathability they were able to make good time.

Suddenly, out of the cloudy black twenty feet in front of their path it reappeared.
The BreathStalker opened its maw and released an ear-piercing scream. The cove vibrated in protest. The ground around it warped and bent to the creature's presence. Their hound came to an ubrupt halt. Marque's mask seemed to offer some reprieve from the entity's screams. They sounded distant and hollow. Not nearly as terrifying as when they first heard them.

Then, two large warped stones rose in the air adjacent to the BreathStalker. In a flash, the stones flew toward them with deadly speed. Col's shield glowed nearby as if begging to be utilized. Marque's mask protected them from the ash, but could it stop solid projectiles on its own?
Combat
Actions
Lorenzo urged the hound to the right, narrowly maintaining their footing from falling into the sea.

Bastian reached for the glowing shield nearby, and took a defensive position on the dog's left. If it fell, so would they all.

Col fired another arrow toward the fiend.

Marque attempted to guide and increase the speed of the arrow which Col fired.


Outcomes
The grainy stones made their way toward the companions. However, Lorenzo and Bastian's quick thinking proved invaluable. The stone furthest to the left missed the group entirely, while the stone about their right bashed directly into the shield Bastian held. The force rattled him, but much less then expected for a large projectile moving at that speed. The shield radiated in response as the stone fell harmlessly to the ground.

The arrow Col fired moved with incredible speed and precision aided by the winds. The BreathStalker hadn't anticipated this speed increase. It had already begun to create a wall of hardened ash to block the damage. The arrow was much too fast and pierced directly through the half-made wall. The group heard a muffled explosion. They saw vibrant reddish orange colors pop from the hit and heard the screams of the entity.


Actions #2
Lorenzo attempted to bring the hound past the BreathStalker.

Bastian prepared himself for whatever was waiting behind the wall. His shield glowed with the impact from before.

Col readied another arrow in case the BreathStalker reared its form.

Marque attempted to manipulate the air where the entity may be reforming.


Outcomes #2
The hound followed Lorenzo's commands with hesitation, but charged forward anyway. They made it around the half-formed ash wall. There they saw the BreathStalker with a large gaping hole spanning from its left shoulder to more then half its chest and entire arm. It screeched and clawed with its other arm at their hound. The elongated arm and talon like claws reached for them. There was no telling what would happen if they made contact.

That's when Bastian jumped into action. With deft reflexes he raised the shield above his head and blocked the majority of the hit. To his surprise, the shield glowed orange and blasted the entity into the air. At the same time, Col fired another arrow at it which exploded in the same bright colors. Marque successfully separated the many ashen particles away from one another, preventing a quick recovery.

In a few tense minutes they arrived directly in front of the shining tower.
Strangely, anywhere the light of the tower illuminated, the black ash was absent. Even though the rest of the sky and landscape was covered by the thick ash, around the light were strings of vibrant colors and an open sky. No howling winds were breaking into this space. They were presently safe.


His projectiles were doing some damage to the monstrosity. Barry fired more tungsten at Behemoth. The beast roared from afar, battling many foes. Buildings broke, heroes fell by the wayside. Even the well known protectorate hero Inkscape was not immune to its deadly lightning.

Barry was no longer held back by speed limitations in his shots. He was free from his personas, at least for now. He wanted nothing more then to end his time while being in control. Being seen as a real hero. Not some nasty villain making a ruckus wherever he went.

Barry slowly lifted himself into the air by his telekinesis. Around him a single tungsten ball rotated. It picked up speed for half a minute. Spinning faster and faster as he raised himself higher and higher. He reached the same height as Behemoth's head. Barry pulled his mask off and let it fall stories below. Then he pointed his finger at the monstrosity. The "eye" was his target.

The single rotating ball launched forth with great speed and what turned out to be amazing precision. The air around it gave way to a force unlike anything Swarm had ever released. Hardly any time had passed before it penetrated into Behemoth's eye. The sound was defeaning after the fact, being seconds later.

Behemoth seemed to blink as it was struck. However, other then seeming to be mildly irritated it did not do much else. The eye seemed to penetrate into Barry's soul. In a flash of burning white light, Barry exploded. There was nothing left of him as the thunder rang out.

Then Swarm's mask hit the concrete below. It shattered into dozens of pieces. Swarm and Barry were no more.

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