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If you want to create a character with that kind of mindset that's possible but bear in mind the world won't sit quietly by. Might be a problem for you.
Okay, I'm interested in playing the Greek God Prometheus, and yes I DID read your OP.


To be clear, do you mean like a guy who calls himself that? Or someone with the kind of age that they'd attribute themselves to masquerading as a god?
Iosif's loyalty mission won't come into play until they're off Omega at least. Got it roughly planned though.

Lihn Phan, Lihua Zhao, Reed Taylor, Haruka & Shizuka Takashiro, & Megan's Group.
Written in collaboration with @Mr Allen J, @Zombiedude101, @FernStone, & @tsukune.


Courtbridge, Prince Ed-Field

As they were running, trying to follow after Shizuka (who could easily ghost though anything in his way while the rest either had to blast the obstacles out of the way or were forced to go around them), they were also being followed by another group of people. Missy and Megan were hot on pursuit.

It was hard to notice given all the destruction.

Passing through the debris and the tangled web of vines, Shizuka saw a human figure snared in one such trap, their predicament worsened only by the chassis of a car which held them in place.

As he drew closer, it became clear they were alive. His eyes widened when he recognized who this person was.

"Reed?!" He phased the figure out of the trap. "Hey, old man!" He turned to look around - he was still ahead of the rest of the group.

"Grh... Haru?" he mouthed for a moment, before realising. Wrong twin.

"Shizu," the younger Takashiro corrected him automatically. More importantly, they had to keep moving, if they didn't want to be lost in this growing forest of doom (which seemed to continue expanding at an alarming rate). He quickly pulled Reed to his feet. "I hope you can still walk - we have to keep going."

"Yeah, I'll... keep up," Reed nodded, clenching his teeth as the pain started to bite once more. Blood was smeared across his jacket, a clear gash in his side from where the glass had torn into his side. Knowing it would slow him down, he pressed two fingers against his side and watched as he drew it back inside, clotting the wound.

When the rest of the group had finally caught up, Haruka gasped at Reed's state. "Wha---?"

"No time to explain. Just keep moving!" Shizuka urged, with Reed in agreement on that one.

However, it wasn't long until the group ran up to an intersection, and there was a collapsed building in the way. They were going to have Shizuka phase all of them through the obstacle.

"W-wait!" Missy called, and made the group stop.

Well, here comes the moment of truth. Missy said as she ran up to them. Yeah... there was no mistake. She had found the people she was looking for.

"Hm?" Lihua said, raising an eyebrow. "What is it? We have to get out of here." Though, taking a look at the girl... Lihua couldn't help but notice that she looked familiar. To whom was the question.

The twins exchanged looks. Just when they thought their mysterious hoodie girl wouldn't show herself before them this soon, but no - here she was, and it seemed like she had been following them the whole time.

"Oh, hey!" Megan cheerfully said, and waved at them. "My friend here has something to say!" She put both of her hands out, as if she was introducing Missy.

Missy pulled her collar, nervous. This was much harder than she once thought.

"...I wanted to say that I'm sorry for almost killing you," Missy said to Haruka, wussing out of it at the very last second.

Shizuka narrowed his eyes at Missy, but Haruka raised a hand before his brother to stop him. The elder twin nodded at her in response but remained silent - he had known back then that she didn't mean to actually kill him (she had stopped herself in time the moment she recognized him), and he already forgave her in his heart. He waited for Missy to continue - he had a feeling that she didn't call out to them just to say an apology.

He was waiting for her to confirm the suspicion he had towards her. An old ghost that everyone had thought was long gone.

Megan rolled her eyes up into her head.

"Oh my God, Missy," Megan put a hand on her hip. "You can't back out now, since you already got them interested!"

"Alright, well..."

However, before Missy could reveal herself, a large block of ice hit the ground near them. The size of a small building.

"What the hell?!" Missy said, as she jumped, and faced the block of ice. She stared at it curiously, almost ready to deploy a bone spear.

When the block of ice took a brand new form - it turned into a huge humanoid colossus. With a thin body, and huge, bulky limbs. Its head was a glowing blue orb.

"Oh dear..." Lihua said, she would get ready, but she was still spent from the time she saved the group.

Haruka had noticed the injury on Lihua's arms, from the time when she held up the restaurant ceiling with her power to save them. He shook his head at her. "You don't have to keep pushing yourself too hard - we will watch your back while you can look after Lijuan." He gave the young girl a small smile. "She still needs you."

A smile appeared on Lihua's lips. She wished that she could help, but it's time for an old time like her to retire and let the young ones handle this. Holding tightly onto Lijuan's hand, Lihua said, "Let's go." Before she ran off.

Meanwhile, Shizuka swore at the ice golem, "God. Damn. It." He was getting really annoyed that his plan to spend some good time with his twin was turned upside down with yet another dumb terrorism act - by turning the downtown into a bloody rainforest.

"I do not like fucktards who interrupt us in the middle of a very important conversation."

With Lihua and her daughter now gone, Haruka went over to Lihn's side. She looked like she was in some silent pain. "...Are you alright?"

Lihn had only been half paying attention to what was going on around her, mostly concentrating on trying to keep the emotions of those around her stable while blocking out the others. It was taking a toll, however, and her head was starting to hurt. "Huh," she blinked as she looked at Haruka, just noticing he had moved over. "Not really. I'm probably going to get a migraine soon."

Seeing that the golem had its attention on the two mysterious girls who had followed them here, Shizuka decided to leave it to them, and bail out with Reed and Lihn instead. "Sorry, but we'll have to leave that iceman to you!"

He still had Reed in one hand; he gestured his other hand to Haruka to grab his shoulder before he held it out to Lihn. "C'mon. And you better take in a deep breath and hold it."

"Okay," was all Lihn said in response, taking Shizuka's hand and preparing to do as he said. They didn't have time for her to ask why - her mind was beginning to become too fuzzy to process it anyway.

Without wasting another breath, Shizuka dragged the three straight towards the fallen building and they disappeared into the wreck, before they finally reappeared on the other side.

Haruka immediately stepped away from his twin, breathless. He could never get used to Shizuka's power, no matter how many times he had experienced it. It was a mystery how Shizuka could be perfectly unfazed with such an uncomfortable power. He stared at the fallen building - in the direction where Missy was left behind. So close, yet so far...

Shizuka was barely even panting, unlike his brother. "Let's go," he said blankly, then he simply continued on the way to get out of the expanding vegetation, with Reed in tow.

The other two nodded and ran after the silver-haired agent.




The Mannequin was desperately trying to devise a way to attract even more attention to this one spot.

The more RAVENS that are out of the base the better, if the Mannequin's plan is going to be a success. Which is why the Mannequin hadn't killed Old Man Winter yet. If Eco-Natura is seen attacking civilians, the plan would go better. Though, the Mannequin was developing an idea.

He was staring down his scope, and spotted an interesting group of people.

It was Lihua Zhao... he couldn't forget that face, especially since he was stalking her. Nemesis of the Changeling Unit during their time in Verthaven, and the rest would have to be members of the RAVEN organization. He kept tabs on them, and knew what would work and what wouldn't.

The Mannequin had the most devilish idea.

The Mannequin contacted Bison through the comms.

"Bison," the machine spoke into his ear.

"Well, look who it is, it's the Mannequin - called to ask how I'm doing?" Bison asked with a smile.

"I need you to convince Winter to order his forces to attack people, turn this situation into a massacre."

"Yeah, yeah, I'll try my best," Bison said. "On it, robot man."

If it didn't work, the Mannequin had a plan of his own.

Bison walked up to Old Man Winter with a grin on his face.

"Y'know, the best idea just occured to me!" Bison shouted with a grin. "We should let these fools know we mean business! And by that I mean, we should send a message, I say that we start tearing them up, just so they know Eco-Natura isn't something they should be messing with."

"It is already in my plans..." Old Man Winter said. "We need to defend our progress, after all. We can't let fools just come in, and ruin everything we've done."

With a snap of his fingers, Old Man Winter managed to touch his earpiece. "Brothers and sisters, it's time for the next phase of our glorious reclaimation... lay waste to everything they built! Destroy it all! Show no mercy!"

It wasn't long before the member of Eco-Natura sprung from hiding, and decided to escalate a poor situation to an all out riot. Members of Eco-Natura filled the streets with violence and mayhem, as they destroyed every building in sight, and beat up whoever was unfortunate enough to get in their way.

"Good, good, good!" Bison slammed his fists together. "I'm gonna get down there!"

Bison leaned in, and tapped Winter on the shoulder.

"Oh yeah, before I go," Bison pointed at Lihua's group. "They're with RAVEN... if you get them out of the picture, maybe your plan would go a little smoother."

"Hmph," Old Man Winter said, "I'll take care of them myself!"

It wasn't long before he put his hand straight out, and a beam of ice came out of the palm of his hand. He created a path of ice, and skated his way right down it. Second he was on street level, he raised that same hand up into the air, and a stream of ice came out of it. It eventually formed a large block of ice, that he then launched at them. If they weren't killed in the initial attack, they would be taken out by the golem being created.

"Hehehehehe!" Bison said, "Your plan is, well, goin' as planned. But we better split," Bison started off, "Liz probably set up the bomb on the bridge by now, and we know we're all on a really tight schedule."

"Agreed," the Mannequin said, before he faced Jiang.

Who was staring at the group through his binocolar. One person in particular caught his attention. "... Qiaolian?" He asked himself. "She's here of all places?!" He said in disbelief, that turned into anger.

"We have to move-" The Mannequin tried to say.

"No thank you," Jiang said. "I have unfinished business to take care of!"

Jiang turned into his purple acid form, and quickly melted his way through the building as he moved towards Lihua's group.




A spear of white bone erupted from Missy's wrist, as she stared up at the golem. She has no idea what the hell it is, where it came from, or why it's attacking them - but she does know that letting it do as it pleases would not be beneficial for her new "friends." She couldn't do much to ice, but she was going to try.

"...Heeeeeey, Rush," Megan spoke on the phone. "Mind coming to Chinatown? Oh, it's in Courtbridge. Bring Ray and the Nemesis, please."

The Golem took a step forward.

"Like, right now." Megan said, worried. "Oh, you're already in the area? Well, look for the big thing!"

It raised its foot into the air over Missy, but she was quick to dive out of the way. When its foot hit the ground, it caused such a shockwave that it would knock anyone not fully braced over.

Missy herself was wondering how she was going to pierce through ice. It had to have a weakness. However, Megan wasn't intent on standing by. She hopped on the golem's shoulder, and laughed.

"Hello," Megan said, as she quickly transformed her hand into a long drill. She quickly jammed it into the golem's shoulder, and used her ability to drill into the golem. The cyro elemental started thrashing and that knocked Megan off it.

"Whoops!" Megan said as her hand turned into a liquid and grabbed onto a nearby street lamp. They would need some solid heavy hitters to take this thing out. Though, the sound of the car speeding up made Megan smile. She looked at it, and it was the exact vehicle used by her group.

Except, Ray and the Nemesis were on the roof of the vehicle.

"Alright, we're rolling up!" Ray said, as he knelt down, and put his hands together, palms up, as if he was hoisting the Nemesis somewhere. However, two giant copies of his hand appeared, and the Nemesis stepped on them.

The second they got in range, Ray threw his hands up, and tossed the Nemesis through the air. The Brute cocked his fist back, and threw a mighty punch at the Golem, which scattered the left side of it's body into tiny pieces. While Ray came flying up into the air, and stomped in mid air, which was enough to smash the golem even more, sending it stumbling backwards.

Both the Nemesis and Ray landed on the ground, as Rush sweerved in using his vehicle.

"Yay! Good show everyone!" Megan said, clapping her hands together.

However, the Golem wasn't done yet.

It got back up on it's feet, before it started charging at the group. Ray, who had his hands in his pockets, rolled his eyes up into his head. "God, would it kill you to just stay down?" He asked, annoyed. He threw a kick forward, and knocked the golem over. It landed right before their feet.

The Nemesis was the one who dealt the finishing blow, as he took a step forward, put both of his hands together, and brought it down on the golem as a axe handle blow. The Golem shattered into pieces.

"Excellent, excellent, excellent!" Megan said. "Now you all know why I hired the whole lot of you!"

"Hmph," Ray crossed his arms. "What we can do... we do it good." He said.

"Now, let's find Missy's fri-" Megan looked around, and noticed that they were all gone. "Well, bloody hell."

"Okay, I don't know what you two are up to," Ray shrugged, "But, I'm not gonna ask at this point."

"We have. Reached the point. Where we no longer question." Rush blankly stated. "Only inquiry is. Who's behind this?"

Megan looked around.

"I'm not sure if our friend the Mannequin has anything to do with it..." Megan trailed off as she thought about it. "...But, I wouldn't cross that off just yet."

"Well, what are our orders?" Ray asked.

Megan looked between Missy, and then Ray.

"Let's investigate, and see if the Mannequin, or the Hands, have something to do with this," Megan said. "Missy... your orders is to find your friends!"

"Me?" Missy said. "No, I'm-"

"I need you at your best, little girl!" Megan cheerfully said. "You have to rid yourself of all these undisclosed desires!"

Nodding her head, Missy turned off and ran towards where Lihua went.

"I have something," Rush said. "Last encounter. Scanned Mannequin's system. Know him. From head to toe."

"Oooooooooh!" Megan said. "Attaboy!"

"Not all," Rush started off. "I am able to tune. Into his frequencies. Know his signals."

"And?" Rush said, as the Nemesis walked up to Rush.

"He is in the area. Communicating. With a distant ally. Can triangulate," Rush explained. "However. One message. Caught my attention."

Rush raised his hand up into the air, tapping a few buttons on his wrist mounted device as he played back what he already recorded.

"Hey, Freako! When are we going to do our thing at their headquarters? RAVEN must be swarming the scene!"

They didn't know who it was, but what he was saying was... quite concerning.

"...We need a bigger distraction." The Mannequin said.

Megan looked quite interested. "...When did you get this?"

"We were tracking the Mannequin while you were on your girl-date," Ray said. "That's why we were in the area." He crossed his arms.

"Not all." Rush stated, he played another recording.

"Hehehehehe! Your plan is, well, goin' as planned. But we better split, Liz probably set up the bomb on the bridge by now, and we know we're all on a really tight schedule."

"Agreed."

The Mannequin and his mystery conspirator said.

"Oh dear... they're after something in RAVEN headquarters." Megan put her finger on her chin. "We should warn them!"

"It's the best idea we got, if they take out the Mannequin, we don't have to," Ray said. "Though..."

"What is it?" Megan asked.

"Nothing, let's get a move on." Ray said, gesturing towards the car.


Lihua Zhao, and...


Courtbridge, Prince Ed-Field

The only thing on Lihua's mind was getting the hell out of here.

No matter the cost. Which is why she was running fast as she could towards Shizuka's car. She didn't know what the others were up to, but she was hoping that they were okay. She didn't get the idea that the golem was after her - for all she knew, it could be after that mysterious stranger. It wasn't her problem - as crass as that sounded. She kept running, and running, despite fatigue catching up to her. Looks like adrenline doesn't give her the energy it should.

While they were running, a splash of a purple liquid seemingly fell out of the sky in front of them. It sizzled as it dissolved the pavement, and plantlife in it's way. The two came to a stop, as Lihua raised an eyebrow. She quickly looked up to see where it could have came from, but she couldn't find a source...

"My, my, my..." A voice came from the purple liquid as it quickly took a form. A humanoid shape of an average heighted man... Lihua didn't know who it was, but she was on guard. She put Lijuan behind her, while taking steps back.

Until it formed the complete form of Jiang Song. He stared at Lihua.

"I couldn't believe my eyes when I first saw you, but now it's confirmed..." Jiang said with a sinster grin on his face. "...Qiaolian."

That name made Lihua's heart race. After getting a good look at the man, she knew exactly who he was.

"...Jiang." Lihua hissed.

"It's been so long, Qiaolian, how have you been?" Jiang asked, with a cocky smile on his face. "I bet you've been living the American dream... I see how a traitor like yourself would not only betray her country, but her own heritage on a whim."

Lihua grit her teeth. "One; I am not Qiaolian - at least, not anymore." She hissed. "Two, I did not betray anyone... I did what was truly necessary to protect what's mine."

Lihua's mind flashed back to that one night. The night she massacred the Hei Long with Bohai... It was not pretty.

"Truthfully... I stand with no nation," Lihua was quick to say. "I am my own woman, Jiang. Always have, always will be."

"Ah, that validates so much." Jiang said with a smile on his lips.

"Mommy, who's-" Lijuan said, before Lihua loudly shushed her.

""Mommy?"" Jiang said, amused. "Let me guess, you mothered another bastard. Let me see her."

"In hell, you bastard." Lihua said as she was intent on keeping Lijuan safe. She reached into her purse, and opened up the secret compartment. She was going to end this in a second, and blow Jiang's head off.

"Nonsense!" Jiang said as he flicked both hands together, and generated acid, and shot flecks of it at Lihua. She slammed her foot onto the ground, and the pavement rose up into the air, and took the acidic substance instead. However, the rocks were melted with ease.

"It's been sixteen years, Qiaolian," Jiang said as he got into a pose - his hand straight, but his arm bent by the elbow, standing straight up - facing her as acid began to drip down his arm. Melting his clothes. "Sixteen years since you betrayed the Hei Long, and went on a rampage... sixteen years I've been looking somewhere for revenge. When I couldn't find you, I turned my eye against the government for turning you into a soldier... Because, sixteen years ago..."

The acid pooled at Jiang's feet.

"...You killed my precious siblings in your little rampage - along with my first son."

The final words Jiang said haunted Lihua. She didn't give much thought to the people she killed... but, now she realized that she created this monster.

Which was why it's her business to slay it.

She was exhausted, but she was going to give this her all. Lihua slammed her foot on the ground, and lifted up more chunks of stone out of the ground. She followed that up with a punch that sent them all flying straight for Jiang. However, the man merely turned into acid, and they passed through him - melting to slag by his acid.

It was time for Jiang's counterattack as he hopped up into the air as a giant orb that went over the concrete. He tried to land right on Lihua, but as Lijuan screamed, she dove out of the way. However, the woman found it hard to get back up. She pushed herself up with her arms. By this time, Lijuan had gotten up, and tried pulling Lihua to safety. A noble gesture.

But, Lihua had to get up herself. She saw that Jiang was approaching her from behind, firing a jet of acid at her. She managed to launch herself off the pavement they were on. However, there were some heavy wounds being dealt to her body. She was already bleeding. There were already cracks on her face that were oozing blood. Not to mention the fact that manipulating concrete was already straining enough.

"Not fast enough!" Jiang loudly shouted as he shot a ball of acid at Lihua. She wasn't in the position to properly defend, and the orb splashed against her shoulder. She let out a hoarse yell as the pavement she was riding on hit the ground as she ran out of focus. Lihua screamed as the acid caused her horrible burns.

All while Jiang was getting closer.

The rest of the group had finally managed to catch up with Lihua, but they weren't expecting to see the woman writhering on the ground covered in blood and burns, screaming in agony.

"Zhao?" As he bore witness to the matriarch being approached by her assailant, Reed's eyes darted towards Lijuan, cowering behind her mother - and something drove him to reach for his sidearm. "Back away, now!" He growled, in a tone with such a threat in it that he sounded just like his elder brother, if only for a moment.

Shizuka immediately went for Lijuan and pulled her away - the last thing anyone (especially Lihua) wanted to see was the little girl getting hurt by the acid just like her own mother. Lihn followed Shizuka, to make sure the Lijuan was okay - and to help prevent her from having any kind of breakdown. Haruka threw out some wind blades towards the approaching Jiang to reiterate Reed's point.

Jiang looked very annoyed when the blades of wind hit him. He instinctively turned into acid, and the attacks launched against him merely reduced him to a puddle of acid. It quickly dissolved the ground, before Jiang quickly took a human shape, but not returning to his vulnerable human form. So, he was walking towards Lihua like a blob.

"This has nothing to do with the likes of you," Jiang said, his voice was warbled. "This is between me, and Qiaolian." He addressed the group.

Then, whilst still moving forward, he swatted some of his acid towards Reed, who recoiled and cursed as it made contact, throwing off his coat in haste as the corrosive substance slowly burned and ate its way through the material. Close, he'd thought for a moment, before his focus snapped back towards the stranger facing Lihua. Lijuan, where's... and then he saw the girl, with Shizuka pulling her aside.

Grasping for his sidearm yet again, he called to them, "Shizu, get the kid out of here!"

Shizuka had made sure he kept the little girl close to his side - it did help that she was obedient and quiet. He didn't need to be told twice by Reed; with Lijuan still safe by his side, he nodded to Lihn. "You heard the old man - let's move!"

He knew he could leave Lihua to Reed; besides, that proud woman probably wouldn't want a kid like him to save her old ass again.

"I will watch your backs," Haruka said, bringing up the rear as the four ran away from the battle they had no business with.

It took another moment for Reed to level his sidearm with Jiang once more, but this time he didn't hesitate in pulling the trigger.

The bullet merely went through his acidic form. Jiang didn't even flinch as the bullet just hit the wall behind them. Though, it was mostly dissolved by then. I'll just have to burn a hole through you, then. He thought to himself as his arm stretched, and went flying towards Reed's chest all while it was dripping dangerous acid.

Oh, man. Reed had barely a moment to react to Jiang's attack, but the short distance he'd moved left the blow off-target. Not again! Instead, it scraped past his arm. His left arm. "F-fuck-aargh!" was about all he had time to curse as the corrosive substance seeped into his skin, eating away as if it were flame. The pain was even worse than when the Devil's creature had bit him all those years ago.

But he was still in one piece and still on his feet, if only just.

Jiang wondered what this man was thinking. Heroism... Well, heroes don't last that long. He peeked over Reed, and gritted his teeth. Lihua got away! Damn it.

While Reed was keeping Jiang occupied, Lihua was making her escape. Her left shoulder was horribly burned by the acid. Parts of her clothes were dissolved, and what was left was hanging off her like scraps. She couldn't crawl on all fours, for that reason. She gritted her teeth, and contained her pain, because she couldn't show pain. No weakness. Lihua managed to get up onto her feet, and clenched her burned limb as she scambered off after Shizuka.

Jiang let out a hoarse hiss... Lihua could be anywhere. No matter. He'd find her eventually. He didn't know who this man was, but she must be weak if she's hiding behind him. Jiang started dissolving into a pool of acid. In his puddle form, he went into the sewer grate, and disappeared into the sewers.

Meanwhile, Reed could only watch and take a few sullen steps back, the burning sensation still coursing through his arm. Why do you get yourself caught up in this shit?


Meifeng Zhao, & Cindy Keagan.


Courtbridge, Prince Edfield.

The first Golem went down, Old Man Winter was disappointed.

However, it didn't matter, because he had already changed this great city. The cyrokinetic man started walking, and made it to the edge of a hill. He saw the city before him. It was being wrapped in trees, and plantlife. Prince Edfield - the pinnacle of arrogance - was being transformed into a forest. It was perfect. This is what Eco-Naturá was made for. Perfecting-

"...Hey, asshole," Cindy said as she pressed a gun against the back of his head. "If you're done jizzing yourself, you're under arrest."

Old Man Winter... a wanted terrorist. Just making himself an easy target. Cindy didn't know what was going through his head. Maybe he was just observing the beautiful sights.

"Aaaaaaand just in case you think you got this," Meifeng chimed in as she reached for the power suppressant collar. "It's three on one Eco-Terrorist, so make this easy for yourself."

Old Man wondered if this was going to be it. The end of his dream. He could try to fight, but it was risky with the woman with a gun pressed against his skull.

Right as Meifeng stepped up, however... a whole new party just entered the mix. An even more destructive party.

A dart came out of no where, and struck Old Man Winter in the neck.

"Huh?!" Cindy quickly took several steps back, but kept her pistol trained on Winter. "Wher- where did that come from?" Cindy quickly looked up to see a figure on the rooftops, standing tall with a rifle in hand.

"Oh shit!" Meifeng said. She noticed the glowing blue contents being injected into Old Man Winter. "Cindy, take the shot!"

Old Man Winter was transforming into a tall being made out of ice. Cindy stared as she could only take a few steps back. She knew that this wasn't going to end well - it could be an overload incident. She couldn't let a shitty situation get even shittier. There was going to be a lot of paperwork after this, but she was going have to shed her humanity. Just for a second.

It wasn't easy. Cindy's a DOVE, which means she's no fighter - not even a killer. Staring at the gun for a moment, she had to consider all of her options. She pulled the trigger, and blew Old Man Winter's head off, and then he dropped to the ground.

The growing blizzard around them immediately came to a close, and Cindy let out a sigh. A pool of blood was at her feet.

"You..." Meifeng said. "You did the right thing, Cindy."

"...Did I really?"

"Well..." Meifeng looked up at the rooftop.


The Black Hound.


Courtbridge, Prince Edfield.

"...So, was the mission a success?" The woman spoke up to him via comms.

The Black Hound stood on the side of the rooftop. He did as they ordered, but, he had to bring to an end to this bloodbath. He couldn't make this situation even worse. At least, not in right conscience. Heh... conscience. As if he has one. To his superiors... he is a killing machine. Nothing more, nothing less. He walked off inwards towards the exit, as he pressed a button on the side of his helmet.

"...Unfortunately," The Black Hound said, his voice sounding very digital. "Old Man Winter was killed before the Alpha Strain could take effect." He said.

"Damn it, Hound," The Woman said. "The Blessed Three aren't going to be pleased with this."

"I did everything I could, they shouldn't complain." The Black Hound said.

"It's not going to be you they complain to," The Woman said. "I'm their lieutenant, more or less. When they want something done, they pass it to me, who passes it to someone else..."

"...Foundation Woman," The Black Hound said, "Remember... our plans-"

"Hound, keep quiet." The Foundation Woman said. "Just get back... I'll deal with it when you get there."

The Black Hound nodded his head.


Wendy Emily Lucker, Rowan Campbell, Rori Aherne, & Ellen Nile.
Written in collaboration with @Mr Allen J, @Nosuchthing, & @Zombiedude101.


Courtbridge, Prince Ed-Field

Wendy's squad was trying to get the hell away from Prince Edfield, on foot. She was certain that her precious moped was destroyed. Whatever. It's insured. Hopefully. She was running down the street, and wondering where DOVE and RAVEN was. Whatever, in days like this, it was Wendy on her own.

Right when they were running down one of the streets, they came across a distant figure that looked very familiar to Wendy. Mostly in the case of the African-American woman standing behind a man - with a gun to his head. She came to a stop, though Rowan was the first to recognise his case worker. "What?" he whispered, "That's Cindy, I think.. the agent they have on my case. What's she doing here?"

Wendy knew that getting involved would be twenty different kinds of stupid. If Cindy's pressing a gun to his head, he must've been a crook.

However, a dart came out of no where and hit the prep in the neck, and everyone started freaking out as the man underwent a transformation.

Having a quick eye, Wendy quickly looked up at the buildingline above her, and spotted a suspicious figure on the rooftop. She quickly whipped out her camera, and zoomed in on the man with black armor. Right before he could leave, Wendy snapped a picture. Even though the city's falling apart around her, this was the first thing that came to mind.

Quickly taking a moment to take a look at it, Wendy realized what she just did. She took a picture of the man standing tall, holding a rifle with both hands. This is evidence.

"Guys-" Wendy tried to say before she heard a gunshot down the street. She looked down, and remembered what was going on. "...We should keep moving." Wendy said, there was no time to play around.

Ellen didn't see the dart, she only saw the man tense as the gun was pressed to the back of his head, and then saw all life drop from his limbs as the gun went off. He collapsed, and she watched in stunned horror. Her case worker had just murdered a man in front of her, a metahuman. She could see the doubt in Cindy, a person she hardly knew, could read it in every line of her face and the stance of her body. What was this? Was she an empath now?

"Fine, let's beat it." Rowan twitched, flexing his fingers.

Rori just nodded, rubbing the arm that was in a cast. The sooner they managed to get out of this place the better.


[i]
Lihn Phan, Lihua Zhao, Reed Taylor, Haruka & Shizuka Takashiro.
[sub]Written in collaboration with @Mr Allen J, @Zombiedude101, @FernStone, & @tsukune.[/i]

Courtbridge, Prince Ed-Field

After the death of Old Man Winter, Eco-Natura was thrown in shambles. They quickly lost morale, and left the area. Which was surprisingly easy, given all the chaos. The Nature Bombs had done their damage, and they simply stopped. Afterwards, the area seemed almost scerene. Everyone had left, and all that was left was a giant forest. If one were to ignore the destruction, it was beautiful.

One person who wasn't in any rush to take in the nature was Lihua Zhao, who had to swallow her pride yet again, and run away. However, she had to take a break as the adrenaline wore off, and she was in pain. She slammed her back against a brick wall, and started panting - before she hissed in pain as her body was destroyed by the acid. But, it felt like her pride took the bigger hit. There wasn't any shame in running away, but it was the fact that she had to rely on other people that was the bigger problem.

Clenching her burns tighter, it was just a reminder of how weak she's gotten. Before, she could easily kill a man like Jiang. Now, she's at his mercy... and dependant on children to save her. She wanted to change the way she sees the world, become less arrogant... but, it was still hard realizing how weak she's become.

"...Ms. Zhao," Missy said, dropping down above, landing on her knee right in front of Lihua. "You look badly hurt... let me get you some help."

"I'm fine," Lihua said.

"...Says the person with the melted arm," Missy quickly snapped back. She wanted to help Lihua, but didn't want to get caught up with her prideful bullshit. "I need to get you somewhere safe..."

It wasn't just altruism guiding Missy; Lihua was the best bet in finding the others, so she was going to keep her safe at all costs. It wasn't like Missy couldn't heal.

"F-fine." Lihua stuttered.

"Where are the others?" Missy asked.

"Hell if I know," Lihua crassly answered. However, she had an idea... her first piority was making sure that Lijuan was okay. She reached down for her purse - which had holes burnt into it from the acid, but thankfully her phone was still in one piece. She punched in the number for Haruka, and pressed call. The second she heard him answer, the first thing that came out her mouth was,

"...Haruka, is Lijuan okay?"

"Lihua, thank goodness!" Haruka's voice came out of the receiver, relieved. "Yes, she is fine with us. Where are you now? We can pick you up in Shizu's car."

The only thing that Lihua wanted to know was whether or not Lijuan was okay. They got away from Jiang. She wondered what happened of Reed... Nonetheless, she knew he was a capable man, despite being a DOVE.

"Apple street..." Lihua weakly said, as her hand went to her shoulder. "I'm on Apple street, under the giant tree."

"We are---" Haruka started off; at that very moment, there was a loud tire screech before a black RAVEN vehicle emerged from around a corner sharply, then it came to an abrupt stop near the giant tree where Lihua was. "---only a street away."

Lihua looked up, and saw the RAVEN vehicle. She didn't waste any time in trying to move over to the truck. However, she took two steps and fell forward. She caught herself, and ended up on her hands and knees. She was still panting.

"Jesus, you're about to fall over," Missy said as she knelt down. She quickly got under Lihua's shoulder, and hoisted the tall woman up to the best of her ability. The problem was that Lihua's tall, and much heavier than her. Still, she did her best as she tried to move the woman towards the vehicle.

Haruka was the one who opened the door; he was quite surprised to see Missy with Lihua, but the latter's injuries was more dire than settling his personal score with the mystery girl. "Take it easy. Anyway... where is Mr. Reed?"

Lihua raised her head as Missy hoisted her into the open door. She didn't know what became of Reed, but she hoped he's okay. "He... he stayed behind to hold Jiang off... I'm certain he's okay." Lihua said.

Missy was using all of her strength to put Lihua in the vehicle. She laid the woman down on her back, and got in with them... but, she wasn't sure of what to do next. Should she... should she tell them? She looked between Haruka, and Shizuka. She started twiddling with her fingers as she thought about it.

"...Do you want me to finish what I saying before?" Missy awkwardly asked, feeling like a teenager. "Or... do you want to get to safety first?"

Once the passengers were settled down, Shizuka floored the accelerator and the car shot off; soon the group was on their way out of Courtbridge. "Sure, go on," he finally responded to Missy. "Now's the best time to tell us what you want to say."

It's been so long since Missy had said this. It felt like she was a whole new person... discovering her past life. Hell, it felt spiritual to the woman. She couldn't just come out and say it, she had to give it her all.

"It's... I... well..." Missy said, very nervously. "I wanted to... renounce the part of me... the old part of me. Since all of that happened. I figured that it was time to shed the old me, push away the emotions. Since I'm going to be here for awhile..." She started off, looking down.

"I thought that it was dead. Gone. Died in that city," She continued. "I never thought I'd ever see any of you ever again. But... it's... it's so hard keeping up this facade. Seeing each of you here - thriving in this city - it's... just so hard to pretend. I wanted to just forget, but... I'm... I'm... done pretending I'm somewhere."

Tears started running down her cheeks.

"The girl... the girl you knew... back in Verthaven..."



"...She never died. My name... My name is Jennifer Caspin!" Missy finally shed the "alias" she held onto for seven years straight. Now... there's only Jennifer. "I survived. I'm so happy to see you all again..."

More tears began streaming, as she felt like a whole new girl.

The twins were silent as Missy talked; while Shizuka made no reaction when she had finally revealed her true identity and merely kept his eyes straight ahead, Haruka was fighting to control the mixture of emotions welling up inside him. He had so many questions to ask her: how did she survive the Verthaven disaster, what happened to her power, how she had been all these years...

But nothing was more important than the joy of seeing an old friend alive and well. "...Welcome back, Jennifer," he managed to say the words in a steady tone. "We are all happy to see you again, too."

"T-thank you," Jennifer said, crossing her arms over her stomach. "It's great to be back... Where is Meifeng? Cindy? Trevor? Are they okay?" She asked, unaware of what happened to the latter.

"Well..." Haruka began. "Meifeng has become a RAVEN like Shizu." He paused to look at his brother.

"That's great..." Jennifer muttered... she realized that she was going have to face her former best friend. She couldn't help but sigh. "Honestly... I can't say I'm surprised, she always wanted to be a NEST agent..."

"As for Cindy, she is in DOVE. Trevor..." Haruka stopped, trying to find the right words to say...

Which Shizuka simply finished for him in a curt tone, "Trevor's gone; shot in the head by Luis, who's later finished off by Mei."

Trevor... No... Luis killed him, too? That just brought Jennifer's blood to a boil knowing that he took out another one of her loved ones. She clenched her fists tightly. Though, she's glad that he's dead, and gone for good.

"Anyway... are we missing someone?" Shizuka asked, glancing up at the rearview mirror.

Haruka rolled his eyes. "We kind of left Mr. Reed behind. Took you long enough to realize that," he added drily.

"Reed." Jennifer immediately remembered the name. The VPD officer that saved her, and fought in that never ending disaster. "Is he and Quentin okay, too?"

"I hope the old man's alright," Shizuka muttered. "That acid bastard seems pretty nasty." He looked at Lihua through the mirror's reflection. He was curious about the relationship between her and her assailant - it felt like they probably had known each other before, and that guy seemed to hold a certain grudge against Lihua... strong enough to make him want to kill her and her daughter badly.

The acid man had also called Lihua something else - a different name. Qiaolian. So much mysteries around that Zhao woman that he had learned today, on top of Jennifer's revelation...

Well, it was yet another long day, as usual. Besides, right now his priority was to do something about Lihua's injuries pronto - the first person that popped up in his mind was a DOVE agent by the name of Jade West. He had heard that she was a pretty good medic, and she probably could heal the Zhao woman in no time.

As the vehicle was almost near the end of the road that would lead to the bridge linking Prince Ed-Field and White Coast, a sudden, deafening boom shook the ground beneath them, followed by a chorus of screams, car horns and screeching tires ahead that pierced the air.

Shizuka quickly turned the car around, cursing, "...The fuck is going on now?"

"Shit!" Jennifer hissed as she braced herself. This felt like Verthaven again, everything is going to shit constantly. When Shizuka swore, Jennifer was quick to answer, "I don't know, but we don't want any part of it," She looked over to Lihua, "Where's the nearest hospital? There has to be one on White Coast somewhere..."

"Right," Shizuka replied, clearly irritated at all the shit that had to happen at the worst possible moment. "From that sound just now, I think some dumbass had just blown up the bridge. Going to the HQ by car at this rate is going to kill that woman."

"...It's true." Haruka was staring at his phone, his thumb scrolling the screen. "It's now all over the social media: someone did bomb the bridge."

Shizuka gritted his teeth and glanced at Lihua again. There had to be another way. If they couldn't go there by land...

He pulled the car to a sudden stop, then he turned around to face his twin. "You. Get out of the car with Lihua. Now."

"What the---" Before Haruka could speak out his mind at his younger brother's rudeness, Shizuka told him the plan.

"You're going to fly her across to White Coast. Once you get to the HQ, look for a DOVE woman called Jade West. Now get out before I've to drag you two out myself."

"...Are you sure that's a good idea?" Jennifer didn't really want to butt in with Shizuka's... "take things by the horn" approach, but she wasn't sure what was going on. Taking her to another hospital would have been smarter for the time being... and Lihua was pretty big and heavy. Oddly bigger than Haruka, but that didn't matter. "Who knows what could be going on there?"

Shizuka's unblinking eyes shifted their attention to Jennifer. "Getting her to the HQ is the fastest way - it's better than to get her thrown out of the normal hospitals to die because she's a Metahuman."

Jennifer hadn't considered that. However, she took in a deep sigh, and nodded her head. "Alright... I wish, I could go along with you," She said. "But, I'd only slow you down."

"I can carry two people---" Haruka began, but Shizuka silenced him with a pissed look. The elder twin simply sighed and carried Lihua out of the car (which was an amusing sight since Lihua was much bigger than him).

He gathered the air around towards himself, and soon he was riding the wind with Lihua on his back, flying in the direction of White Coast.

After they were gone, Shizuka drove off once more, searching for another route out of Prince Ed-Field to White Coast.




"Zhao?! Haru?! Are you okay?"

Reed's voice cut through as he finally approached where he'd last seen them go, moving with a weary gait, hand still clutched close to his torso. The corrosive substance had burned through deep, agonisingly so, and even with his ability... one could still see the exposed layers of muscle tissue. It had taken all of Reed's willpower to block out the pain, even after all these years of having the Bloodsucker's power.

But there was no one else there.

Guess I'm walking."


[i]
Meifeng Zhao, Maxine Diaz , Quentin Taylor & Cindy Keagan.
[sub]Written in collaboration with @Mr Allen J, @Zombiedude101, & @FernStone.[/i]

Courtbridge, Prince Edfield.

The bodybag for Old Man Winter was zipped up as he was hauled away on a stretcher. It didn't really feel like a win for RAVEN, since, while they removed Old Man Winter (and possibly Eco-Natura) from the mix.

Cindy was writing on a clipboard. Jesus. Millions of dollars of damage was done. Just like Oakdell, it'll be years before this part of the city. Though, with the trees and whatnot, it'll probably be way longer. The trees probably fucked up the foundation of a lot of buildings. Cindy looked around. A lot of these places will probably be torn down.

"Damn..." Cindy muttered under her breath. "I liked a lot of these places."

She was still in doubt on whether or not killing Old Man Winter was the right thing to do, but she knew that she had to keep pushing forward. Killing people was something that Cindy had to do sometimes. The Verthaven Disaster told her that. And if Old Man Winter was undergoing an Overload, then a bad situation would have gotten worse.

At least, that's how Cindy justified it.

There were a few deaths, and many were injured. Well... here in Baybridge (or anywhere for that matter) that was a "average" statistic. Unfortunately.

"RAVEN, or DOVE?" A familiar voice shouted from the thick undergrowth.

Huh? Cindy immediately whipped her head around to the voice, and looked inside. "It's Cindy Keagan with DOVE, identify yourself."

"It's Taylor, who's with you?"

Quentin emerged, no worse for wear than how he'd been before - save for his clothes being snagged on the new eco-system that had instantaneously popped up. Part of him was lucky that he'd headed back to the truck to pick up his wallet; he'd avoided the worst of it, thank god, but had run in, against all senses in an attempt to find his brother.

"Have you seen Reed?" Quentin asked, concern shifting to the Taylor that'd been left behind,

"I haven't seen Reed around, sorry." That quickly made Cindy wonder if Reed was already here, or was he asking if he came with them. "I'm certain he's okay."

"Probably-" he was cut off mid-sentence by the arrival of something else.

A vehicle came driving up at high speed. It caught Cindy off guard as it came to a swerving stop a few feet away from her. Cindy reached for her pistol just in case.

The inhabitants of the vehicle came running out.

"...Yes, some RAVENS!" Megan said, as Ray and Rush took her sides, and the Nemesis got behind her, which elicited a suspicious look from Quentin as he noticed the oddly familiar figure. She panted. "Okay, I wanted to warn you-" She put her hand on top of Rush's head, which earned her a distinct look. "-my friend here - who's a technopath, by the way - picked up some communications that might interest you."

"Okay, okay, what are you talking about?" Cindy turned towards her and raised her eyebrow up into the air.

"You know the Mannequin? Changeling, mad scientist, robot man? Well, he apparently isn't dead, and he's planning on something in your Headquarters. He manipulated Eco-Natura to cause a big ol' scene so he can take something out."

"Wha-"

Before either of the two agents could say anything, Rush had activated his wrist device, and played the recording.

"Hey, Freako! When are we going to do our thing at their headquarters? RAVEN must be swarming the scene!"

"...We need a bigger distraction." The Mannequin said.

That voice chilled Quentin to the bone. A changeling, the last of them. It flooded back memories of Verthaven all over again, but like Cindy, he too, kept listening.

"Hehehehehe! Your plan is, well, goin' as planned. But we better split, Liz probably set up the bomb on the bridge by now, and we know we're all on a really tight schedule."

"Agreed."

That was the end of the recording

It was obviously the Mannequin's voice. Cindy could tell that from anywhere. Shit... Meifeng isn't going to like this. She thought that Baron dude took out the Mannequin. Looks like she thought wrong. Baron's dead. Which meant it was up to Cindy, Meifeng, Quentin, and the rest of the RAVENs there to take him out.

"Okay, I'm going to phone it in..."

However... There was an explosion in the distance. Towards White Coast.

"Agents, Headquarters is under attack! This is not a drill!" A random mission control shouted. "The bridge has been destroyed!"

"S-shit!" Cindy said, looking at the strangers.

Quentin almost sprang to motion, ready to head off. "Quick, we need to move!"

"However." Rush injected, raising a finger up into the air. "During last encounter. I have hacked. Into his communcations system. Long as he uses it. Can track his position anywhere in Baybridge. Possibly beyond."

"Okay, pointdexter," Cindy said, putting a hand on her hip. "I'm going to need you to stay put, we'll figure something out."

"Headquarters, Agent Green Bird is returning to headquarters alongside Agent Rogue Wave, Agent Mimic, and Agent Counterpoint."

There was nothing but static.

"Headquarters! I repeat, this is Agent Green Bird!" Cindy shouted, but she got no response. No one did. All comms at Headquarters were dead. "...Aaaaand comms are down."

"Looks like we'll just have to work without them then," Max commented, pointing out the obvious. She had mostly been listening up until that point; she would rather not annoy Cindy, not when a bunch of more important shit was going down. "If the bridge is down we might have problems getting over there."

"God-damn," Quentin paced, that cold fury springing to life, "Cindy, you know how this is going to go. This is Verthaven all over again, I know their tactics. I know how they think, we need to get back there now!"

"Uhhhhhh..." Cindy thought about what Max said. If they were going to help, and the bridge is down, then they have to either get there by the sea... or... "Wait, I gotta pilot's license. If I can get my hands on a copter..." She suggested. Well, it was better than nothing.

"Possibly. Constructive criticism." Rush said. "Acquiring a helicopter. Unlikely. Getting to headquarters in a timely manner. Unlikely. Mannequin. After something inside Headquarters. When he leaves. Can track."

"So, what are you saying?" Cindy asked. "Let the Mannequin do as he pleases? For your information, there's shit in there that's priceless."

"And people. Our people." Quentin added.

"No." Rush blankly said. "Can listen in on communications. In addition to tracking. Meaning. We are going to be. One step ahead of him. Gather your trusted Agents. Find your vehicles. Then we surprise him."

"Ah... now, I get ya..." Cindy thought about what Rush said. Honestly, this whole situation was fucked. Not only did he destroy Prince Edfield, but he also destroyed the Brave Water Bridge. This was going to be a massive pain in the ass to clean up later. However, if they can catch the Mannequin off guard...

Though, that meant that she would have to drag the kid along. This was going to be a tough one. Bring a child along... Though, if they keep him out the way, it can't be that bad.

Cindy sighed.

"Okay, we gotta find a way to get a good team of RAVENS together..." Cindy said to herself. She fiddled with various ideas, hoping that she could come up with a good one in a timely manner. Cindy herself had one idea, and one idea alone.

She quickly went back to the APC, and opened up a plastic box. It was full of flares... She didn't know if it would extend that far, but there's gotta be a way to attract some RAVENS here. She stepped out the APC, and shot a flare up into the air.

It flew high up, and then exploded. Which should be enough to catch someone's attention.

They managed to gather most of the RAVENs in the area. While they were doing that, Rush was on the ground with his legs folded, typing away on a computer. He was doing something

"Alright," Cindy said. "We have what's left of REAPER attacking Headquarters, and we're here... without a good way to get to them."

"Ah." Rush said, as he discovered something. "More communications. Coming from a docking storage. Oakdell."

"Oh?" Cindy said. "Well... I have an idea... let's scope it out."

Rush quickly got up to his feet, holding the laptop under his arm.

"May I come along?" Rush asked "Can track Mannequin."

It was a risk... but, Rush is their trump card. The only way they're gonna track the Mannequin.

"Alright, come on," Cindy agreed. "Everyone, into the cards."


Mannequin, & The Hands of Science.


Greencrest Heights, White Coast.

A white van sped towards White Coast from Prince Edfield. Hopefully running under the cover of someone escaping the chaos of Prince Edfield. When it was actually Bison carrying the Mannequin in the back.

"Hehehe! Looks like Winter didn't last long, did he?" Bison sarcastically said as he looked back. "All that talk about a new world order, and that dickhead went down in a few seconds! At least put up a fight!" Bison started laughing.

"...Just get us to the meeting spot," The Mannequin said. "A majority of RAVEN and attention is on Prince Edfield, we'll get in and out before they notice."

"Yeah, yeah," Bison said. "We almost there, hold on."

They kept speeding towards the mostly destroyed Oakdell Harbor.


Oakdell Harbor, White Coast.

The van stopped outside a boat warehouse - which was damaged, so were many of the buildings around here. Fortunately, it means there were few people walking around. Bison stepped out the van, and walked around to the back, and opened it up. The Mannequin stepped right on out, and they casually made their way inside the building.

Bison opened the door, and they caught sight of many REAPERs, and members of the Hands of Science that Dr. Cross and Ignatius had assembled. Armed with whatever they had. Assault rifles, pistols, shotguns. They couldn't put REAPER armor on, since they had mostly destroyed it to cover their tracks, but the most they could manage was body armor.

Dr. Cross faced them. "Is everything prepared, Mannequin?" She said.

"Yes..." The Mannequin whispered. "RAVEN has their hands full elsewhere."

"Good, because we're going have to hit hard, and hit fast," Ignatius started off. "Even if we manage to cut the power, we're going have to deal with a army of heavily trained guards, some with superpowers... and we're just a ragtag group."

"If we catch them off guard, we'll be in and out..." The Mannequin said as he stepped over to a crate. He jammed his fingers inside, and opened it up. The top went flying off, and hit the ground. The Mannequin looked inside, and saw that his device was still in perfect condition.

It was a metal device with a glowing center, and two cylinders on each side. It was an EMP bomb of Mannequin's creation. All the Mannequin has to do is get it in close, and it'll trash the RAVEN's electronic systems.

Now, the Mannequin lifted up the crate, and placed it onto a boat.

"Only attack when I give the signal," The Mannequin sternly said as he get onto the boat.

"Heeeeeeeeeey," Bison said, "Where your creepy friend?" He asked.

"Jiang had his.own agenda... We don't need him at the moment... " The Mannequin said, he turned the ignition on, and started driving the boat off. He was in open waters, heading towards the RAVEN headquarters. He quickly contacted Eliza, "Are you clear?"

"Yeah, yeah, I'm off the bridge," Eliza said on the phone. "The bomb's set, do your thing."

Not a word left the Mannequin's robotic form as he sent a signal to the bomb that was on the bridge. Eliza, using her abilities, set up an explosive on the Brave Water bridge that blocks off RAVEN headquarters from the rest of Baybridge. It was set up underneath the bridge. The moment the signal hit the explosive, it went off, and caused a giant boom that raged through the bridge that blew apart the bridge.

Cars came to a sudden stop as they desperately tried to save themselves. Not all were able to. People were already killed, as the bridge came to a crumble. The bridge was rendered useless in an instant.

Meanwhile, the Mannequin was going towards RAVEN headquarters fast as he could. He came to the coast of the island, and didn't waste any time in jumping off, grabbing the crate, and quickly moving it towards the building. He placed it up against the side of the building. He broke the sides of the crate off, and then left the crate there as he hopped back on the boat.

As the Mannequin left, he made sure to get far away as possible before he sent out the signal to detonate the EMP. It caused a massive that sent out an electric pulse throughout the area. It bombarded the building in EMP waves, and shut off all the electricital devices. None of the systems inside the building would be working.

"... Attack." The Mannequin ordered.


RAVEN/DOVE West Coast Joint Headquarters, White Coast.

Riding on the boats, and using the confusion, the REAPERS, lead by Ignatius, and Bison stormed Headquarters on a team of boats. They drove the boats onto the shore, and came running out. Without the alarms, or advanced security systems they should be able to get in and out.

They ran through the field, crouching. Moving towards their closest objective. They knew the windows were bulletproof in case of assault. So, they merely would have to use another entrance. There was the vehicle garage. They all took position on each side of the garage doors. Ignatius was crouched, he looked up at Bison, and nodded his head at him. Doing a hand signal for him to move in.

A wicked grin etched onto Bison's face, as he ran up to the door, and punched it down. Following it with a destructive gust of wind that sent the gate flying into the garage. Following behind him, the REAPERS opened fire on the garage. Anything that moved was abruptly shot up. There were a few RAVENS and DOVES within the Headquarters, but they made short work of them.

Their bodies hit the floor, and Ignatius looked behind him to see the Mannequin move forward.

"Let''s go." The robotman said as they kept moving.

Lead by the Mannequin, the small squad of REAPERS quickly moved through RAVEN Headquarters. It would be a short trip from here, to their objective. Just one long hallway away, in fact. They kept running for it, but they quickly came across some Agents when they were right there at the warehouse.

"Shit! Intruders!" A man shouted, as he shot a beam of ice at the ground, and created an ice wall that blocked the way.

"Shit," Bison said with a whimiscal grin. "What ever shall we do?"

He dusted off his knuckles, as he walked up to the wall, and punched it hard as he could, followed by another deadly gust of wind. It immediately scattered to pieces, and sent the agents flying. Horribly wounded. They were no longer a threat to them.

Walking up to the locked door, Bison used his brute strength to break it down.

"Alright, grab what ya' need, robot man," Bison said, standing over the destroyed door. "I'll watch the back."

The Mannequin didn't speak a single word as he walked up to the massive warehouse on all fours. In here... in here were various pieces of evidence gathered over the years. Boxes that had ziplocked containers so they wouldn't get contaiminated... they were no use to the Mannequin. The man turned into a machine walked through the halls of the warehouse, looking for a specific tag, and designation.

He was looking for a large box. The box that contains project Genesis. He was wondering why they would still keep it around. Until his keen eyes found a large box. With the designation he was looking for. The Mannequin was overjoyed to finally find it.

Now was the matter of getting it out of headquarters. Fortunately, he had just the idea. The Mannequin quickly grabbed onto the sides of the crate, and carried it until he made it back to the entrance, which thankfully had a handtruck to put it on.

However, RAVEN had managed to put up a counterattack, and was opening fire. Ignatius filled the hallway with a bright red energy. It was getting pounded with bullets.

"Got an idea!" Bison said as he punched the wall, breaking a hole clean through it. "Go, go, go!"

They ran through the exit. Ignatius made sure to extend the shield to the hole.

They all eventually made it outside, and they were being chased by fleeing agents. However, they had the perfect plan. During their approach, they lined up beach and surrounding area with explosives.

When they all got on the boats, they set them off, and started running fast as they could.

Everything was a success... Mannequin got what he wanted.

"We're heading back, Dr. Cross," The Mannequin said. "Is everything ready?"

"Yes, yes, yes, I'd hurry up," Dr. Cross said. "It won't be long until they're swarming the area."


Oakdell Harbor, White Coast.

The group finally made it back to their boat warehouse, and they quickly abandoned their vehicles, as the Mannequin held his precious project above head. The scene looks a little odd... There wasn't as many REAPERS, or Hands Scientists here as there were before. However, the Mannequin had to quickly get out before anything happens.

"Quickly, let's go." The Mannequin said, gesturing towards the vans that were set up for their escape route. The Mannequin lifted up this box, however...

Dr. Cross was standing there, with her hands behind her back.

"...I'm sorry."

Out.of the blue, several canisters of Meta-Suppressant gas exploded into a cloud of red gas. They were hidden all over the room, and when they all exploded, every Metahuman within their group was almost immediately put out due to the chemicals.

RAVEN, armed with gas masks, stormed into the room

"Everyone get down!"

They sent out a barrage of taser darts.


Meifeng Zhao, Maxine Diaz , Cindy Keagan, Quentin Taylor & [Other gay RAVENS].


Oakdell Harbor, White Coast.

Following Rush's advice, the RAVENS quickly got mobilized and went to Oakdell Harbor as fast as they could. They came up on the boat warehouse.

"Mannequin sent order. From there." Rush said, pointing inside the place. "Be careful. Am detecting many electronics."

"Such as?" Meifeng asked.

"Phones. Computers. Gaming devices."

"I got an idea..." Meifeng said. "Hey, techie, how much can you fuck with electronics?"

"Only limited. By the extents. Of the hardware." Rush answered in his odd speech tone.

"Can you make them spaz out on signal?" Meifeng asked.

"Yes." Rush said. "Simple usage of power."

"Good, good, good, kid," Meifeng said with a smile as she grabbed her rifle, and opened up the back of the APC. "See, I like you already, kid."

"Alright, I have a plan," Cindy said, as she grabbed her pistol. "We're going to scout a little bit, and find out where the dudes are within the building. If we're quick enough, we can take them out with taser rounds." Cindy said as she checked her clip.

Meifeng looked surprised.

"What? Not using our technopath friend?"

"Girl, we don't need to make their phones spazz out, or whatever," Cindy reached for the flashbang that was hanging off Meifeng's belt, and held it up for her to see. "You got this."

"She's right, we can handle this ourselves. Just remember what we're dealing with." Quentin advised, though with Mei that last note wasn't entirely necessary - the two of them had been working ops like this for years.

Cindy stepped out the APC. "Alright, let's go... Agents, we'll going have to rely on hand signals." Since there's no comms currently, they have no choice but to. However, Cindy had an idea. It relied on them getting the drop on the Hands in here before the REAPERS get back. Which means they can't waste any time.

"I'll move in and wait on your go," Quentin agreed, before taking a position counter to the window.

Meifeng took position on one of the windows, and peaked up inside to the best of her abilities. Cindy wasn't too far away. She saw a couple members of the Hands... just chilling. Perfect for Meifeng and the others to catch them off guard.

Just to signal the others, Meifeng put her thumb and index fingers together to make a circle. Ten. Then she put up two fingers. Twelve.

"Alright, I'm gonna move the windows, on my signal, throw the flashbangs through the windows." Cindy said as she raised her hands up into the air. She began moving the glass, and then nodded her head as she gave them the hand gesture to move. Quentin nodded in return, waiting for her signal.

A grin etched it's way onto Meifeng's lips, as she, and the rest of the RAVENS threw their flashbangs into the building. They exploded, and optically-raped everyone in sight.

While they were recovering, the RAVENS quickly pushed in, and began unloading on any target with a barrage of taser darts, and it wasn't long before they were all down.

"Targets neutralized." Meifeng said with a flair as she shifted her weight over to one hip. "Get them cuffed."

Cindy looked around. "...Where's Dr. Cross? The Ringleader."

"Right here," Meifeng said as she picked the woman up.

"Hey, wake up," Cindy said to the groogy woman.

"...What do you want?" Dr. Cross asked.

"...I need you to do something for me."
A general mission could work. As a group we can come up with NPCs and goals without interfering with what Dervs has planned. Good idea @DJAtomika!

Any more ideas? :)

We can do Loyalty Missions, develop short shadow broker post arc where we can all focus on backstory, ship repairs (either staying on Omega or moving onto a new planet).


Iosif's "loyalty mission" is something I've got set aside for a little ways into the future. But a general run sounds neat.

As a head's up to folks, I'll be away next week Monday-Friday so my attendance will probably be sporadic in that period.
I'm taking a break from the roleplay for an indefinite amount of time.

Sorry for the inconvenience.


It's cool, we all need a break sometimes.

Wendy Lucker, & Rowan Campbell.
Written in collaboration with @Mr Allen J.



Eastgriffin Ruins, Roseview.

Rowan led them on a thin path through the forest, their route accompanied by the occasional bit of discarded trash, beer cans and used condoms. Wendy followed behind, occasionally stopping to take pictures. Her feet were starting to hurt, but she really wanted to see what Rowan had to offer.

Eventually, as the two approached what at first seemed to be a clearing in the forest, a building could be made out in the near distance. "Almost there," Rowan muttered, speeding up to a brisk pace as they'd finally got through the thickest of the woods. Ahead of them sat the remains of the Eastgriffin Community Resort, a decaying, fenced-off ruin that had sat there, practically untouched by larger society for well over a decade.

Whilst nature had already begun to reclaim the place, it was definitely clear that people had left their mark here - the road leading back into town could still be made out nearby, albeit it had since become weathered by the elements, cracked and coated in a layer of weeds trying to push through to the surface whilst whoever owned the land had put up some perimeter fencing to deter intruders.

Pacing up to the grid-shaped fence, Rowan glanced over his shoulder at Wendy, then shifted his focus back towards the fence. "Uh, should've asked - any good at climbing?"

Wendy gulped. She really wished that she had her paper powers right about now, she could have just went right through this like it was nothing. Looks like she's going have to do this the old fashion way.

"Umm...." Wendy walked up to the fence, and looked back at Rowan as she reached for the fence. "Yeah, I think I can mana-"

When she made contact with the fence, she transmitted electricity into it and it immediately began crackling. Wendy quickly retracted, surprised as ever, and looked back at Rowan.

"... I think you should go first."

Shrugging, he tugged his bag from his shoulder and, after a moment of contemplation, tossed it over the fence. Then, with that done, he glanced back towards Wendy one last time, then reached up to grab the first hand-hold in the fence, then the other. It rattled as he pulled himself up and he could feel the thin metal digging into his palms, but all the same he kept on climbing until he hit the half-way point at the top. With his legs thrown over the other side, he outstretched a palm for Wendy to grasp. "Come on, I'll pull you up with me."

That made Wendy a bit worried.

"... Aren't you afraid I'll shock you?"

"Uh... I'll probably be fine."

Wendy hoped that the worse case scenario would not occur - because there were no ambulances nearby.

Taking a deep inhale, Wendy grounded herself a little bit in preparation, and hopped up into the air and grabbed onto Rowan's hand. Thankfully, she didn't electrocute him. She grabbed onto the fence, and made sure that she wouldn't fall and drag both of them down.

With a slight grunt, he tightened his grasp and pulled her up as much as he could, assisting her in their unsteady ascent of the fence. Eventually, both of them had made it over and dropped to the ground on the other side, leaving the fence to rattle in the absence of any weight bearing down upon it. Rubbing his palms, Rowan grabbed his bag, then turned his attention towards one of the larger buildings in the resort - what had once been the Roseview Hotel. Even from here, one could make out where visitors had made their mark with graffiti scrawled across the lower walls along with signs of physical vandalism.

Landing on her feet, Wendy was glad that she didn't electrocute Rowan. She dusted herself off, as Rowan pointed her towards the hotel. Interesting... she's been to this place a few times, but never really paid attention to the graffiti (That was always she ignored). Though, this whole place always had a strange aura around it - like something awful gone on here. She's heard the rumors about the massacre that took place here almost ten years ago. No one is even sure of who attacked this place. Speculation lead to the Changeling Unit, but that's not even one-hundred percent.

Setting off, Rowan beckoned for her to follow - heading over towards the hotel. Even now, the place gave him a strange sense of mystery, yet at the same time it was comforting. Seldom did other people visit here and most were just explorers, or people looking to leave their mark. The first time he'd found the place, he felt uneasy but now... it was peaceful, really.

Circling around, he led Wendy towards the spa connected to the back of the hotel. Once, hundreds of people would've visited daily to relax and enjoy themselves inside. Now? As they approached, it became clear that any semblance of luxury had since been lost; one of the walls looked to have been collapsed, probably from the attack all those years ago, with glass shards and fragments still dotted all over the exterior. Windows that were shattered or otherwise non-existent were also pretty commonplace and as Rowan stepped in through the gaping hole where the wall had collapsed, he paid particularly special attention towards watching where he stepped, both to avoid getting shards of glass stuck in his shoes and to avoid injuring himself where the floor tiles had been destroyed.

Finding themselves in the atrium, the two came across one of the spa's chief attractions - a large swimming pool that ran from one end of the great complex to the other. Contrary to what it'd once been like, the pool had long been drained, rubble and discarded deckchairs scattered all over the place.

"Huh?" Wendy said as she poked her head inside. The dust and debris of this abandoned building messed her lungs a little bit - but this ain't her first trek inside an abandoned building. This was only as far as she made it inside this one. There was a pool, and Wendy had a feeling this was what Rowan wanted to show her.

Approaching the edge of the pool, Rowan gestured towards the inner walls. What had once been a calm, peaceful blue mosaic was now a collection of grand pieces from different artists over the last decade. From simple tags, to sarcastic remarks scrawled in paint, to stencil pieces, to great murals which spanned from end-to-end, they all sat here, on display.

"This is it," Rowan remarked in partial admiration for some of the greater pieces. Some might've called it disrespectful to paint over the ruin of a place left for the dead, yet he saw it as just another monument.

Following behind him, Wendy peaked over his shoulder at the art

"Oh?" Wendy said as she looked at it. It was a variety of different remarks, and art pieces... it was interesting. Truly what it means to be an artist. It wasn't being good, it was all about expressing yourself... which Rowan clearly knew. "This is... true artistic expression." Wendy told him.

"Oh, mind if I snap a picture?"

Hesitating for a moment, it occurred to Rowan that if she'd wanted to cause him trouble, she'd probably have done it already. "Sure," he said.

"I'll have to hop down to get a good picture of it..." Wendy trailed off as she knelt down to the edge of the pull. It wasn't that big of a drop - nothing that she hasn't taken before - so she simply just hopped into the empty pool. She held her camera tightly with both hands as she walked up to the wall of graffiti.

One particular mural was a piece displaying the evolutionary phases of man, beginning with a slouching chimpanzee and running all the way up to a tall human with a sphere. Yet after that came another figure, identical to the previous human albeit instead of a sphere they wielded a ball of light in their palms and held a glowing aura. Clearly a statement, though funnily enough, someone else had captioned "Stop following me!" over the last figure in that piece.

So much style.... so much passion. Wendy raised her camera up into the air, aiming for the graffiti, and the button. A bright flash appeared as Wendy took a picture of it. Looking at the backscreen, Wendy realized she took a great picture of it, and grinned a little.

Meanwhile, Rowan had something else in mind. The pool was a centerpiece here, where anyone who wanted to leave their mark could do so - and now it was his turn. Taking care to avoid ruining Wendy's view, he dropped down behind her and searched for an empty spot that hadn't been claimed just yet and found one in the corner, near a pile of rubble. Unslinging his bag, he knelt down and pulled out a stencil template, then a can of paint and glanced over his shoulder towards Wendy. "You've got photos, I've got this."

Wendy looked at the can of spray paint and nodded her head as a silent way of saying "go ahead."

With plenty of time to kill, he set to work on his little stencil piece; which slowly began to paint a picture as he switched from can to can, template to template, before finally unveiling an end result: an overweight neanderthalic thug screaming and chest-pounding with the words "Pure" crudely scrawled on their shirt, whilst a hooded figure with a magnet stood behind them, pulling all the loose change out of their pocket. Others might not have got the idea, but for Rowan the symbolism was clear - and this piece and given him an opportunity to see just how it'd turn out when those same 'Pure' folks saw it. Least to say, it'd be entertaining to watch.

Heh," Wendy said with a grin. She took a quick snapshot of the graffiti. It's pretty crude, but art's art. At least it isn't a dick. It had some pretty great symbolism. This would go on her Instagram if it wasn't such a bad idea (For reference, putting Anti-Metahuman politics on any form of social media is a great way to get attention put on you).

"There's more where that came from," Rowan remarked.

"Okay," Wendy nodded her head. "Impress me."

Shrugging, Rowan wandered over towards ine of the mosaic tiled walls, where yet another collection of tags and marks couls be found. Among them was a metallic-stylised tag, "Magnet", in red and white. It was anyone's guess as to who it was. "Every writer has a mark, y'know?"

"Nice," Wendy looked at the magnet... she had a feeling of what it had meant. It could mean that Rowan's a magnetic-type. Which would explain what happened when she accidentally discharged some electricity. She wanted to im
explore, but Rowan had other ideas.

Digging a hand back into his bag, Rowan felt around for a can and outstretched one out for Wendy to grasp, "What about yours?"

"Oh?" Wendy raised an eyebrow. She wasn't particularly expecting the gesture, but it was just something she didn't want to do. It wasn't fear (Wendy didn't really mind bending the rules a little... and they're in the middle of an abandoned hotel), she didn't want to embarass herself making an awful tag. "Oh no... I don't think spraypainting is my forte...."

"Gotta start somewhere. You think my first throw-ups were great? C'mon, give it a shot." Rowan urged her.

After hearing him, she felt a bit more receptive to the idea. Peer pressure's a bitch, ain't it? She sighed as she swallowed her pride (and her excessively high standards) as she grabbed onto the can of spray paint and nodded her head. She stepped over to the part of the pool that wasn't tagged by Rowan (yet), and shook the can. She shook the spray can (and enjoyed the rattle) as she walked up.

Taking in a sigh, Wendy pressed the button ontop of the spray can, and aimed it at the wall. Out the nozzle was a jet of black spraypaint, and she didn't feel as bad about using it now. However, she didn't want to waste it all, she kept moving her arm just to adjust her aim.

When she was done, she smiled.

It was simply a W spraypainted on the wall in black.

"... It's a work in progress," Wendy said as she put both hands behind her back. "This is what we artists call the sketching phase - I'll put something excellent up over this later." She smiled at him again.

"It's a start," Rowan said with a markedly warm expression "If I were you there, I'd do the filler first - then the outline."

"Maybe you can..." Wendy thought about it for a moment as she stared at the spraycan. "... Yeah, maybe you can show me the ropes." She had no idea how to spray paint the "proper" way, and was winging it.

Pulling out yet another can, this one a white, Rowan gave it a firm shake before stepping over to the wall, pressing down against the nozzle criss crossing across the wall. First, he scrawled over Wendy's vague outline, filling in a "W" with a thicker form, before going the extra mile and starting on another quick piece next to it; the shape of an origami figure. "Now you try filling in the outline for them."

Wendy nodded as Rowan improved upon her horrid design. She nodded her head, as she given the prompt to write out the outline. She shook the spray can again, and instead of making another crude W, Wendy tried her best to fill out the outline as Rowan instructed. When she released her finger, she had willed out the outline. Which brought the original design one step closer to completion.

"Better," Rowan gave an affirmed nod of approval. "See? Just gotta work the paint 'till it's coming out your fingers."

Wendy nodded her head. This was looking better, but she was wondering what else it needed. If they had the outline... they needed another color perhaps? She realized that she had a bright future in spraypainting, but she knew that she could use her paper powers to form a better stencil.

"You know... if I had my paper powers, I could make some pretty neat stencils for us to use...." Wendy mused. "Anything we wanted really... long as we have lots of spare cardboard." She took a step back and examined the empty part of the wall. "... But, alas..." She looked at her hand as it sparked once again.

'So how'd you, uh, y'know, get the paper thing in the first place?" Rowan asked.

Now that was a story.... a simple one at that.

"Um. well," Wendy almost stuttered as she looked for the right words to say. Trying not to make this the most droll conversation ever. Before she realized that things got awkward. "My older sister... her power turned out to be paper manipulation and then I got it from here," Wendy sighed, feeling a tad relieved. "It's funny, since she thinks her power is the lamest thing in the world... but, to me, it's the greatest power in the world...."

"Right, so... just gotta find your sister and get it off her, again." Rowan said, with a shrug.

"... She's in Alaska." Wendy bluntly said. "You see... she got into some trouble with RAVEN-" And that was putting it lightly. "-a few years back, and she got sent to Academy 218, I think?"

She finished her explaination, but then remembered that isn't the problem.

"But, I didn't explain this properly; whenever I copy a new power, I'm like "locked" into it until I figure out how to use it," Wendy started off. "Which means I'm pretty much Electro until then." She shook her head.

Rowan shrugged, "Then you've just gotta figure yours out. Can't be that hard, right?"

"It's..." Wendy trailed off. "Challenging. I've been practicing for a weeks straight, and I just figured out how to shoot bolts... maybe I should stop complaining and get on the saddle...."

"You could try it on me, I guess? If that means you can get some stencil cut-outs set up faster, works for me. Always liked the idea of having a crew," Rowan mused.

"You mean you want to help me practice?" Wendy asked, raising an eyebrow. "I mean... if.your power really is magnetism... it can really help due to the connection between magnetism and electricity "

"I guess, yeah..." Rowan had never given his own power much thought, but it was there. The old man would've loved to have known that, he wagered.

"Good, good, good... I guess we'll get started then?" Wendy asked as she faced Rowan. "... We should get back to the Academy - they tend to get worried when I'm out too long..." She scratched the back of her neck. She didn't mean it in a way that they cared about her, mostly because she tends to get into trouble.

"It'll be dark soon anyways, best we go," Rowan nodded in agreement, tugging at the strap of his bag as he twisted to face the exit.

"Yeah," Wendy started skipping towards the way out.
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I think between Iosif and Dex they could (hilariously) tease Serena endlessly.

"Oh my arm is on fire, what do?"

"My arm is about to be crushed... what do?"

"Ah, my arm has a few new bullet holes. Look at that."


"I didn't realise my arm could extend... oh, wait.."
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Of course!

@Zombiedude101 Iosif is up next for the 'WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO YOUR ARM' talk and subsequent fixing.


"Woops, I accidentally my arm in the engine."
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