[b]Templar - New York City - Boomstick[/b] The sudden blast seemed evadeable at first, but proved to be faster than it looked. Unfortunately for Templar, the blast of energy had targeted him. As it came, the clone attempted to raise his blade got protection, but failed to do it quick enough. The energy wave crashed into his torso and sent him flying into the building behind him. CRASH!! After going through the wall of some random corporation, Templar pushed away all the debris to stand. People within the building were screaming and running, all while calling the police. "Nice one" Templar commented as he picked up parts of the building he'd damaged. "Let's see how you do against this!" He yelled as he thre a rather large piece of rock, steel, and other crap. But as the building piece flew towards her, so did he and his blade. After crashing against her, he would slice that dam arm off her.......beautiful body. Templar, like stated before, had been placed only in simulations of humane interaction. He had virtual people to speak to, all I. Attempt to teach him how to be more human - to fit in. Of course, they also taught him to feel - not which it all succeeded - but they attempted to teach him the concept of love and affection. Like many teenagers, he also grasped sex appeal, understanding that men liked women, men liked men, and woman loved men and other woman. He himself grew to liking woman, which the simulations pushed him to. So as he fought Boomstick, Templar couldn't help but like how strong she was and her looks. He'd never met another metahuman with strength like his, so this really impressed him. Problem was, she was the enemy and not even a little affection would get in the way of his mission. ------------ [b]Dr. Clairfield - K.N.I.G.H.T. - Mr. Shade[/b] "Why are you doing this to him?! He's not a weapon for you people to use!!" The female doctor implemented. She was extremely pissed at these events, at this take over. Everything she had done had now gone to waste. She was creating a superhero, not some metahuman hunter - not that. But somewhere in her mind, she did indeed had the concept of this happening. Unfortunately, she didn't think much of it and got lost in her work before being able to act. About a year into the creation of Templar, the doctors working at S.T.A.R. Labs had to genetically mix compatible metahuman DNA with that of a humans. It was rumored that the anonymous benefactor who funded the operation was also the person who - in the end - supplied the scientist with the compatible DNA. Many questioned how some random person had the capability of finding such compatibility - how they got their hands on it. But as they started to run tests, they forgot about the whole thing. They had become greatful for this person's contributions to their experiment and thought nothing of them. Uncommonly, the human DNA provided was not found in any database, as though the human DNA did not belong to anybody - dead or alive. But regardless, the scientist used it and successfully created Templar seven months later or so. But now, that little strange occurrence started to roam Dr. Clairfield's mind. "I am not here to hear you whine doctor. I am here to get your answer? Will you join us, or not?" Me. Shade questioned. For a second, the doctor had to think about it. This was an organization of killers she was dealing with. In addition, whoever funded K.N.I.G.H.T. Had to be the same contributor that funded Templar. It could all be tied together, but she would never know from outside the loop. Therefore, she decided. "I will work for K.N.I.G.H.T." "Good, good. Follow me doctor, we have much to discuss."