Heroes: Eve of Destiny

[Dark Silver]

Saibot floated down the wallway, the blue glow of his life support field had intensified to counteract the effects of the super LSD. In so far, he hadn't come across any of the terrorist,

Of course, he hadn't gone to the very roof....he decided to make a shortcut once he for to the third second floor, (from the other side of the building that most of the others had gone into).

Moments later, he came across Blast and Blacheart, and while the Goverment Meta was handling it, the younger one was on a trip. He clenched his jaw, If they were hallucinating, there was the chance they'd hurt him as much as the "bad guys".

the hard voice spoke up as he came up behind them, "Let mehelp you with that", and the glow of the Life Support field formed around them also, filtering the air, and starting to cleanse the effect...albiet slowly.

"Stay close...the field won't keep more than 10 meters out from me..."

[Charon]

Mark was still watching the street, he seemed to have either missed or ignored the Bond joke. "The damage was pretty bad but most of the building should stay standing. From here it's best to hope the mad man with Gravity is saving those hostages and not killing them. We can't risk going back in there and loosing our minds, and our quarry.

[B4UTRUST]

Freakshow and the other freaks with him managed to avoid trouble so far. The building pulsed and shook, rocking everyone inside.
"What the hell are those idiots doing? And we're the badguys?!"

The building rocked again, Freakshow stumbled and fell against the wall.
"We've got to get out of here before they bring the building down around us."

They descended the next set of stairs when movement from below stopped them. Two of the superheroes. Damn.
"Company. Deal with them, I'm getting this out. If we don't get paid there's no point in this."

Freakshow ran into another level, behind him were three of his freaks. They managed to escape out another way without much incident.

The two that were left behind to deal with the heroes prepared for the imminent combat.

[Narsil]

Mark was still watching the street, he seemed to have either missed or ignored the Bond joke. "The damage was pretty bad but most of the building should stay standing. From here it's best to hope the mad man with Gravity is saving those hostages and not killing them. We can't risk going back in there and loosing our minds, and our quarry.

"We should warn the police to make people stay away from here, as far as possible," Adam cleared his throat, "just in case that gravity-fuckup gets any worse..." he stared at his clawed hands for a few seconds and then glanced in the direction of Legacies, "although I doubt that would go so well for a vampire and a... what the hell are you anyway?"

[Charon]

Mark looked back at Thorne. "With the news reports calling for Meta aid, I really doubt any normal people are gonna be stupid enough to come here. Especially with all the explosions you and yours were causing in the building." Mark glared at the meta for a moment. Then his head perked up.

"What? Damn!" Mark looked back and there they were, three of them. Definately Meta. Definately fucked up. He didn't even pause a moment. "Damn amateurs." Mark jumped from the rooftop, a silver dagger flying from his leg and sliced through the air, digging into the throat of one of the demented looking creatures, it went down almost immediately as it's head almost fell off. Blood spewed from the hole and onto the pavement and began to eat through it.

[Agent Fisher]

Niner appeared on top of a building a ways away from the Binary Building. He took a deep breath and calmed himself. The scientists could not be real. He had killed most of them when he had emerged from his tube, and he had finished off the last one earlier today. He could hear the sounds of fighting in the distance.

[Cynical Cat]

More shaking wonderful. And the asshole again. At least he was trying to be useful. "We've got to get these people clear and then clean house."

The new tremors were stronger over there. A nasty fleshy wall that wasn't really fleshy was in his way. There was a flash of blue-white light as he burned through the wall and then stepped through. The grav bender was there. "It's not real!" he shouted. "Whatever you're seeing its not real!"

[Narsil]

Adam stopped his attack as he landed on the pavement, noticing the effect that the dead one's blood had. He drew his pistol, a miracle that he still had it in the first place, and let off a few rounds at the metas, catching one in the shoulder and killing the other with a heart-shot. The wounded survivor of the two managed to escape into a manhole, dodging his shots.

"Fuck!" Adam threw the gun to the floor, "That bugger's fast..." he thought to himself for a moment, "or I just need to work on my marksmanship a little bit."

[Charon]

Mark chased after him, as he started down the tube face first he got a face full of absolute terror. It was Captain Liberty again. Oh God not him, anyone but him. Mark screamed in terror as his suit went nuts as well. Spines of silver shot through the air, carving through the cement with an uneasying grace. Mark backed away from the hole, another swing from an elongated and sharpened arm cut a large gouge out of the surrounding buildings before Mark fell back and curled up, shaking.

[SirNitram]

The gravity waves emanating out from Phil were incredible. The evolution of metahumans would take generations to acheive this level of fine manipulaiton. The building shook and wobbled, until the last hostage made it away. The intense gravitational fields shrunk back, becoming a skintight sheath around the Nova.

Get away. They're clear, now get away. Oh, me. A nuke.

Like a bullet, Gravitas burst out of a window, a projectile soaring up and away from the building. The LSD would take some time to work out of his system, even with a superhuman metabolism. He skyrocketed towards orbit.

Orbit was safe. It was quiet. Nothing but satellites and the occasional surprised astronaught.

[frigidmagi]

The... things faded, seeming to become ghostly outlines. This did however, leave a someone going nuts and seem to be twisting gravity. It also left a pair of assholes who looked like they stepped out of a horror film.

Blast reached out and tugged on Blackheart's shirt. Pointing at the incoming duel while charging up a blast.

"You see those two?" He asked as calmly has he could.

[Cynical Cat]

"Fuck," said Blackheart as he watched the meta shoot up into the sky. That's when the freak jobs with the barbs and claws came his way with intent to mutilate. Blast was asking a questin. He responded. "Drop them"

[Narsil]

Adam sighed as the gravity stopped, and he glanced up to see a slight glint of the gravity-controller disappearing. With a glance towards the fetal silver figure on the ground he uttered to himself, "And people wonder why I don't do drugs."

[frigidmagi]

Blast took the profanity has a yes, and fired on the closest one. The plasma blast ripped through the air like a hungery beast, bright as the sun it slammed into the target throwing him off his feet has the stink of burning flesh filled the room. The thing groaned on the ground has it's fellow leapt over it.

[Cynical Cat]

Beams of blue-white light flashed from Blackheart's eyes and reduced the leaping freak to char. He turned back to Blast. "Nice move. You okay?"

[Charon]

Mark looked up at the... thing. That was, it was a meta. Not another one. Mark tried to leap to his feet, but he couldn't move. Oh God he was paralyzed. The meta had paralyzed him. Captain Liberty had come back to finish the job. Mark screamed bloody murder as in his mind he was slowly torn apart by his boyhood hero turned evil.

Legacies had retreated as far as he could. He refused to move. No more. They were still out there, they were coming here to get him, to find him and to destroy this place. And there was nothing he could do. Mark's cry was echoed by an inhuman sound that could barely be heard.

[frigidmagi]

"Nice move. You okay?"

"Yeah..." Blast answered taking a deep breath, he hadn't meant to throw so much into that strike. He had overreacted, maybe a result of the drug, most likey just him. Fuck he needed to figure out just what the fuck he was doing!

[Rukia]

Bry and Camie walked out of the resteraunt after they had closed for the night.

"Been a long time since I had some cash in my pocket. Did I ever thank you?" Camie asked.

"I think you just did. Now you wanna get some really good food?" Bry replied.

"Sure. Where are we going?" Camie asked.

It's a suprize. She got only seconds before he said it.

"It's a suprize." He said, grinning.

"Cool."

The pair walked into the down town area. Camie loved this part of town, it always seemed to glow. The lights of the city reflected off the metal on the buildings to create a rainbow of ambient light. As they went along, Cam kept hearing sounds of a fight, they got louder as the couple continued on. "Are we near the Binary building?" She asked Bry, as they continued to walk, the sounds of the struggle getting louder.

"Yea, why?" He looked puzzled, he obviously hadn't seen the news.

"Well they had some problems with anti supers today, but surely they would have had it taken care of by now..."

As if on cue they turned the corner and saw Blast finish off what looked to have been the last of the fight.

"Oh, shit..." She whispered, coming to a hault.

[Dark Silver]

"Nice moves kid..." Saibot looked at the shaken Blast, as Gravitas left and the two goons where dealt with.

"Looks like the hostages got evac'd....you two better get out of here while you still can."

With that, Saibot pointed his right hand to the ground, and began to blast his way into the sublevels with bolts of blue-white energy.

[Elheru Aran]

Anderson, head pounding, woke up on the rooftop. A quick shake of the head, and the lingering hallucinatory effects faded away. Loosening the straps of his mask, he reached underneath and pulled out a filter, discarding it. Good thing I always use those... but they do tend to collect whatever's in the air...

Getting to his feet rather gingerly, he stretched, and then went to the edge, looked over, looked around, found the alley side, lifted his leg over the balustrade and began climbing down the sheer wall.

The van was a block or two away...

[Rukia]

Bry and Cam were backing away slowly (each for different reasons), when Camie noticed someone coming down the ally wall.

"Time to go..." She said spinning around and grabbing Bry's arm.

[Elheru Aran]

"You two! Hold on right there!" Anderson barked as he let go of the wall and landed after a pretty short six-foot fall, knees flexing gently as he stepped forward.

[Rukia]

Camie winced, Damn, So close.... They both stopped. Cam turned a bit hesitantly to face the man walking towrds him...

"I think we're in trouble..." Bry said under his breath.
Cam just squeeked a reply

[Comrade Tortoise]

(This is under Scott's authorization, as he will not be here for a bit)

Sephiroth got a few approving nods from the feds. At least they wouldnt shoot him. Now to deal with the evil.

There were two who were especially nasty. One who uses telekinetics, and another who could hurl lightning at will. The sun was setting over the horizon. Soon it would be nightfall. Everyone's vision would suffer. Everyone's but his. His constricted pupils dialated and his retina reflected back a red eyeshine in the light.

He would take out the lighting-rod. He couldnt kill, as a registered Superhero he would be held liable for that if it was found not to be a good kill. Thankfully, he could easily shoot to wound

He concentrated, it would take fine control to do this. The air around the lighting rod expanded. It became thinner and thinner until he was in a near-vaccum. He managed to get all the air out of his lungs and was holding in his eyes. Good. But soon he would pass out. He only needed to hold this for around thirty seconds. But he had to move the vaccum bubble as the bastard tried to escape it. Thankfully, without matter around to charge, he couldnt use his power to defend himself.

All the while the battle raged around him. Thrown objets and energy blasts exploded around him, as villians spewed forth their powers with wild abandon as heroes desperatly tried to strike back and shield civilians.

Avatar was dividing his attention in a similar manner. Moving civies out of harms way with collums of air, defending them from blasts of heat or cold with equal and opposite waves of cold or warm air. There were limits to how much he could multitask like that. His mind as powerful as it was, could only process so much at any given time.

Finally, the living tesla coil passed out; and Avatar switched tactics. He allowed the air around the unconcious villain to return to normal at a controlled rate, then increased pressure.

The villain took in a few breaths of compressed air. Nitrogen bubbles disolved in his blood. Then Avatar decreased the pressure to normal leels. Just slow enough that the fucker's lungs wouldnt explode, but fast enough that nitrogen bubbles formed in every joint in his body.

He awoke completely incapacitated by The Bends.

The battle continued to rage on over the unconcious Senator Sherman.

A massive behemoth of a supervillain attempted to engage Avatar n physical combat. He charged across the street toward his position by the now disintegrated manhole cover. The monster's skin sprouted all manner of bony spikes and projections right before impact.

he ploughed into the lycanthrope with full force throwing him 5 meters back and gouging into his armored hide. The wounds wouldnt heal until the morning sun hit them. Avatar had to overcome this titan quickly.

A shot rang out from Hazard's current position and one of the agent's dropped dead, a bullet through his head.

Avatar faced down his enemy. His jaw could bring down enough force to easily crush bone. The problem was those spines. His mouth was open and he let out a gutteral combination of a bellow and a hiss. Urging his opponent to charge him again. It worked. he rushed again, attempting to body slam the lycanthrope.

Avatar sidestepped and brought his muscular tail around and shattered both of the bone-head's legs, while taking amazing lacerations to his tail. He winced in pain, but had the presence of mind to knock the bastard unconcious with a downward collum of air which beat him agains the pavement.

The good sise was winning. But that was not to last.

"Scram!" came the command from Hazard as a teleporter in his group grabbed each person still alive in their team, brought them to Hazard's position and teleported them, and the senator all out.

A similar command was given to Lightning-Rod's team from his second in command and a teleporter on their side did the same, picking up their unconcious leader and the Bone-man and teleporting themselves away.

The lycanthropes toothy jaw dropped. But then he heard an explosion from down the block, The Binary building. It was under attack as well and he would have to put finding the Senator on the back burner. He left his Superhero card on the pavement so that Ultima could contact him via email should they need him before he leapt down the shaft of the manhole before anyone could react.

[Comrade Tortoise]

Sephiroth finally reached the Binary building. He could run quickly.

he climbed up a sewer ladeder a bit farther away from the source of the explosion this time around. And picked up the man hole cover, climbed out, and set it back into place. It was then that he saw two youths being approached by a rather interesting character.

The young man said something regarding trouble

"Are you two alright?" he said, trying not so sound imposing even though he knew that was more or less impossible.