Marvel, Rebirth:

[Eevee]

IC: Lynae

 

"Umm.... I think so... We might be an hour or two away from the place you want to go.... But you know maybe we should pull over. We could get a bite to eat and ask someone just exactly where we are."

[AuRon the champion]

IC:

 

"I'm not very hungry," Kristen admitted, "But it sounds like a plan to me. Better than stumbling about being lost."

[Eevee]

IC: Lynae

 

Lynae grinned to herself as she pulled off into a mostly abandoned truck stop. She turned toward Kristen after parking, her hand touching her arm a gently, starting to work her glamor.

 

"Soo... Kristen... Aren't you getting a little bit...drowsy?"

[AuRon the champion]

IC:

 

"Tired..? A little," Kristen admitted, but before she could continue, she let out a small yawn. Kristen was quite surprised at herself, considering how she didn't feel that tired, "I have a bit of a headache... But I don't think I'm tired..."

[Eevee]

IC: Lynae

 

Lynae grinned and leaned forward. "That happens.... So just close your eyes and relax... I promise you won't feel it a bit."

 

Her fangs slowly emerged from her gum and then bit into the soft skin of the girl's tender neck, the blood seeping out.

[AuRon the champion]

IC:

 

"V-v-vampire," Kristen murmured, her eyes opening wide as she saw Lynae's fangs. Kristen wasn't terrified of Lynae draining all the blood from her. After everything she had done to others, her death could be viewed as karmic. Disney-esque, even. What was really making her slowly go into the panic mode was the fangs.

 

Kristen knew the whole spiel behind vampires (although until a few seconds ago, didn't really believe in them). They looked like humans, couldn't suffer crosses, stakes through the heart, sunlight, holy water, etc. They also pierced your body with their fangs and drank your blood. Fangs=Needles. If there was something that turned a battle-hardened girl who has taken some pretty serious physical punishment (See: Robot Arm) into someone on the verge of breaking down into complete hysteria, it would be needles for Kristen.

 

"Oh god, your fangs- They're inside my neck. They feel- Just like needles..." Kristen whispered, struggling to get the words to come out while avoiding having her throat torn out on accident. Instead of saying anything else, Kristen just wrapped her arms around Lynae, struggling to remain calm as Lynae fed off her. Remaining calm didn't stop the tears from silently falling down her cheeks though.

[Eevee]

IC: Lynae

 

Lynae pulled away, the wounds sealing up. She frowned at Kristen's tears and then sighed. "Hey hey... Don't cry.. That isn't how this work."

 

She wiped the girl's tears and smiled gently. "Lets try to get you home, okay?"

[AuRon the champion]

IC:

 

"I-I'm sorry, I don't want you to go hungry, but-" Kristed struggled, shuddering violently as she forced herself to be calm, "I- I never told anyone- I'm only scared of needles."

[Eevee]

IC: Lynae

 

"Oh sweet pea! That's something silly to be afraid of. You know when I was your age, you know what I was afraid of?" She asked with a laugh.

[AuRon the champion]

IC:

 

"What?" Kristen asked, slowly starting to return back to normal.

[Eevee]

IC: Lynae

 

"Barbarians, Vikings to be precise.... Oh and the plague! Nasty thing." She laughed at the thought. "And now these days those are just stories."

[AuRon the champion]

IC:

 

"... You're that old?" Kristen asked, dumbfounded. With everything she'd seen, there's no way someone could be that old... Is there?

[Constructelf]

IC Damian

It was plainly clear that the giant mechs that had risen out of the sea was heading for the Statue of Liberty.

 

What wasn't as obvious was that somebody had already gotten there.

 

Damian, dressed in his tacky white costume, was standing on top of the head of Lady Liberty, looking at the Sleeper that had risen out of the ocean. Clutched firmly in his right hand was the Staff of One, explaining how he had gotten up there in the first place. In his left hand, he held a bolt action rifle he had bought just five minutes ago.

 

"If somthing doesn't distract that thing," Damian thought, "It's gonna break down this statue, and then take down the rest of New York!" Making sure that didn't happen was what Damian was here to do. Strapping the staff to his back, he loaded the rifle, took aim, and fired for the mecha'a chest. "Even if it's out of range, it probably should have picked up that sound." looking down at the rolled up sleeve of his left arm, the gash that he had cut into his arm was still bleeding. "That should provide enough blood to let me fly..."

[Eevee]

IC: Lynae

 

"I'm almost 800." She laughed and then pointed to her face. "I look good for my age, don't I?"

[AuRon the champion]

IC:

 

"You look... Very good for your age," Kristen said, allowing herself to be entranced by Lynae's appearance for a moment more before refocusing on the conversation at hand.

 

"I'm sorry... You're hungry aren't you?" Kristen asked, momentarily avoiding Lynae's gaze, "You could... You could try again. I promise I wont freak out this time."

[Eevee]

IC: Lynae

 

"Nah! I'm alright." She grinned, the fangs already retracted. "Worse case scenario is that I find a bite to eat at your place." She winked mischievously at the young mutant in her passenger seat.

[AuRon the champion]

IC:

 

"I live in the school where everyone has the capacity to kill each other at-will. We currently have a headmaster who killed his own son because it suited him, then probably killed him again when he came back to life. I myself got my arm cut off by a student who had a particular... Disagreement when the previous headmaster died," Kristen said, her tone a steely sort of serious, "If you're hungry, you should feed off of me now rather than later."

[Eevee]

IC: Lynae

 

The vampire grinned. "Ah but my dear, you forget that I'm a vampire. I've killed plenty of people, young one.... But I'll try to refrain."

[AuRon the champion]

IC:

 

"I see," Kristen said, distinctly remembering that she held quite the high kill-count, especially for among the X-Men, "If you do... That would be nice of you."

[Snelly]

Staff IC:

 

The Sleeper unsurprisingly took no notice of the insignificant attack by Damian's sniper rifle. The monstrous, mechanical construct pay no mind to the mutant as it leaped onto Liberty Island, a massive arm flung vertically downwards toward the Statute of Liberty, striking it with tremendous force. The damage caused by this was naturally quite extensive, a large dent now visible on the statue's chest. It started to lean backwards as it slowly was ripped from it's very foundation.

 

The statue was coming down.

 

IC: Ashley

 

​Ashley panted heavily, practically stumbling her way down the hall. She had been running wild throughout the mansion for the past fifteen minutes, spreading her flowers wherever she could.

 

"I...need...." She took a deep breath in. "....sugar!"

 

She wearily searched for Dallas, not quite certain where he'd gone off too. The sound of a running chainsaw gave her a descent clue however, and she went towards the source.

Edited December 11, 2013 by A billion cats

[Constructelf]

IC Damian

"Crses! Well, nothing I can do now." As the statue was being ripped out by the roots, Damian jumped off, grabbed the Staff of One off of his back, and activated its power. "Fly me to the docks!" Damian yelled, and the Staff complied, turning Damian's fall into a quick glide, headed for the Liberty Island docks. "Is this supposed to be symbolic?" Damian thought.

[Makuta of Time]

IC: Jack

It's been a whole year since he was back in New York. But he's back for a different reason. Not to fight the Brotherhood or common criminals, but to find his past. He then looks up to the sky and says, "Do you really think we can find the answers here in New York?"

[Eevee]

IC: Lynae

 

The vampire nodded, "Don't mention if. But you know... You owe me a debt now."

[AuRon the champion]

IC:

 

"Seems fair, since I costed you a meal," Kristen said, the concept of the deal striking her as... Interesting, to say the least.

[Eevee]

IC: Lynae

 

"And for giving you a ride." She grinned slyly and looked over the girl. She looked strong and seemed that she could be dangerous. She may come in handy.

[AuRon the champion]

IC:

 

 

"... And for that too," Kristen said, not failing to notice Lynae's smile. She knew she was being sized up by her, but... For whatever reason, Kristen didn't seem to care that much. Perhaps it was from all that had happened to her in the past twenty-four hours.

[Eevee]

IC: Lynae

 

"So do you recognize the landscape?" She asked.

[AuRon the champion]

IC:

 

"It's starting to look familiar... But this doesn't really make sense," Kristen said, looking outside the car as they drove along. She appeared quite frustrated, and certainly confused.

 

"What the ###### am I doing in Yonkers!?" Kristen exclaimed, just as they passed the sign for the city limit.

Edited December 11, 2013 by Durandal Years

[Snelly]

IC: Aella

 

I wasn't sure what sort of emergency was going on, but with both John and that strange woman about to leave my curiosity rose, my nightmare nearly forgotten.

 

I slowly rose from the couch, my head pounded in protest at the movement but I ignored it. Everyone seemed so flustered or confused that they didn't seem to notice as I crept away and headed toward the door. I wanted to get a good look at the outside when the sun was actually up...heck I wanted to actually see the sun.

[AuRon the champion]

IC:

 

"Let's go!" A voice behind Aella urged. The second Aella turned around, she would see Trinity, grinning at her.

[Flex Lord Splash]

IC: Scorcher

 

"Sorry if I made you uncomfortable," Kane grunted. Not hearing Magnitude but feeling the tension. "I thought you'd be used to my strange humor by now."

He looked around the dark sanctuary before squeezing his fist as suddenly a light blue flame covered his hand, illuminating the room. "Yo, anyone in here?"

 

OOC: permission to make a mutant NPC to interact with Scorcher and Magnitude?

[Krayzikk]

OOC: I have no objections.

 

IC:

 

"I'm not sure that the Engineer from a game like Team Fortress 2 is the best example to follow." The former Weapon replied drily, rolling her eyes affectionately. "They're the ones that tend to practice percussive maintenance."

 

IC:

 

"Oi, you two. No wandering off."

 

Tera spoke up from her corner, where she'd been largely unnoticed by the group at large. Her eyes were riveted to her phone, as they had been for the past twenty minutes, watching first hand accounts scream in. The thing about the social media phenomenon was that while traditional news was great, and military reports were better, nothing was faster. In fact, it was possible that, if you were far enough away, you'd get reports of an earthquake across electronic means almost a minute before the earthquake itself hit.

 

And so it was that, just as the SHIELD agents were getting their official reports, she'd gotten a text from her parents, describing the situation in full from within New York City. With each word, her face visibly paled, her mouth setting itself in a flat, grim line. As the agents began their planning, she raised her head and began calmly pulling on her shoes, gathering her own belongings, clearly intending to be on the move soon.

[Snelly]

IC: Aella

 

I cringed as I Trinity gave away our positions, only to cringe further when I heard Tera's voice.

 

"We were just gonna take a look outside..." I said as innocently as possible. To my surprise Tera's attention seemed to be occupied elsewhere, her focus almost completely on the screen in her hand. I crept closer to her as she put on her shoes and started gathering her stuff. Was she leaving too?

 

"What's the matter? Why's your face so pale?" Something was up, I could see it on everyone's faces except for mine and Trin's. I didn't like the feeling of being out of the loop.

[Havelock Vetinari]

OOC: Approved by Tyler.

 

IC (???)

MJ-00 was a patient man, a careful man. It came with the territory really, one did not seek to change the fate of humanity in any effective manner if one was not careful, cold and very precise. There were four questions he always asked himself, every day.

Who am I?

A desperate man.

What do I want?

Security, for myself and humanity.

How do I get it?

Pulled strings, bullets in the night and a hidden hand.

What happens if I fail?

Armageddon.

It was a useful little exercise, it certainly laid out the dire stakes in the game he was playing. No one knew for certain how long the game had existed, the game of shadows, lies and deception. It had been played by just about everyone at one point or another, so far as MJ-00 was concerned, on this little scrap of dirt it had been around since that first primitive life form swam in the primordial seas. The secret of survival was part and parcel to the game, one did not need to be the fastest, the strongest, own the shiniest toys or even be the most intelligent…one merely had to know how to lie, how to hide, how to pick and choose their battles. As the Chinese master had said, all warfare was deception.

And this was certainly a war, though few knew the stakes. Sometimes though, the war picked up in intensity. The file before him might as well have been that final, fateful ace needed to complete a hand. He looked up, into the shadowed faces splayed out on the screen before him. “You have confirmed this?”

MJ-05 answered.

“We’ve tested the samples hundreds of times. With different personal every time, some of them were told nothing beforehand. The result was the same.”

MJ-00 nodded. “I see. Then we have no choice. 09, activate the New York cell.”

MJ-09 coughed. “That might not be wise, a crisis has arisen we-“

MJ-00 waved his hand. “There is a certain Chinese symbol, composed of two characters; one part stands for crisis. The other for opportunity. Am I understood?”

MJ-11 couldn’t resist commenting. “Loot a burning house.”

MJ-09 sighed. “If that is the decision of this committee…”

“It is.”

“Very well, the New York cell will be activated. The package will be secured. Pray for them. They will need it.”

Edited December 12, 2013 by Basilisk

[Silvan Haven]

John Harken- Safe House

 

IC: "Wait," John said to Persephone. "Do you think you could take me with you? I've been called in as well, but I currently lack fast enough transportation to get there in time. You won't have to worry about protective flight gear for me, my powers can take care of that."

[Krayzikk]

IC:

 

"Hydra's attacking New York." Tera said was surprising calm, tying her shoes with a final tug. A second glance at her phone turned her emotionless face into a scowl, and it was no mystery why; every flight towards the city was, unsurprisingly, canceled. She needed to get there. But how?

[Wyrd Bid Ful Araed]

IC: "You sure we should leave the one agent looking after four people?" Persephone questioned, "I mean those two girls alone are a bit of a handful."

[AuRon the champion]

IC:

 

"The HYDRA-people... Like the place we were at?" Trinity asked, glancing at Aella. She displayed a true lack of concern or anything of the like for what Tera had said, surprisingly.

 

"Well, can't we just go there, in like a car or something? I'm sure it wouldst be that hard to make the HYDRA-people stop what they're doing," Trinity said, almost nonchalantly.

[25K Now!]

IC: Mikhail

 

"I am not letting you three, or the spy, go to New York," said Mikhail as he pulled his bucket hat over his messy hair. "It would be against my morals to bring minors to a battlefield."

[Krayzikk]

IC:

 

"Not that simple, Trinity. It's too far to drive, by the time I get there, it'll around be done, and hundreds of deaths that maybe I could have helped stop." Tera paused, staring at her phone again.

 

"I need to get there before a mecha Godzilla wannabe trashes my home, and my parents are caught in the crossfire." She paused long enough to glare at Mikhail. "I'm not a minor."

Edited December 13, 2013 by Simon the Digger