[right][i]"Look! Something is happening down there."[/i][/right]

Slowly the conversations within the lecture hall began to subside as it became evident that something was occurring below on the raised dais. Slowly in groups of twos and threes adults began to fill in the section of empty chairs behind the podium. They were quiet and reserved whispering softly to themselves seemingly unaware of the several dozen eyes looking down at them with a deep curiosity. One by one starting by the row furthest back the seats were filled with those dressed in various attire some in clean white lab coats, others in fine pressed suits and some even still dressed in standard military scrubs. The front row consisted of a woman of Southeast Asian descent dressed in a simple lab coat, a simple dark green shirt and a beige colored skirt that ended below the knees, next to her was a man dressed in a finely tailored suit faced framed by dirty blonde hair slightly on the longer side with tanned skin and brown eyes framed beneath a simple pair of spectacles. He was clean cut and the certain nondescript handsome that had been found in old fashion magazines. To their immediate right two more figures sat one was another woman this one scowling as she sat in the standard dark gray Coalition Dress Uniform, her hair a dark auburn in color and dark eyes framed on a face who's defining feature was a large claw mark that ran across the left cheek deep and gaunt, she sat statuesque eyes ahead flickering ever so slightly as they examined the crowd before her. Next to her was a thin and wiry man of darker complexion maybe Indian or Pakistan in appearance whose head of gray hair shot out at erratic angles, he was almost constantly readjusting the glasses upon his face which seemed continually content to try and slip off. Finally their was an elder man not sitting in a chair but in a highbacked wheelchair wearing a high black turtleneck and a thick blanket over his legs, he seemed the most intent of them towards the children looking up and around at them scribbling at a notebook with hands that twitched and trembled in their old age. They and thus behind them all seemed to be waiting for somebody as they sat in silence. The lights in the lecture hall began to dim and a single spotlight turned on and focused on the podium which sat in silence. As this occurred, a side door on the ground level opened and several more armed guards came out forming a pathway out to the stage. From the darkness beyond the door a lone figure stepped out and made his way to the podium.

He appeared tall even to those sitting far away as camera's slowly tracked his movement displaying them on the two large screens. His hair was black and thickly matted in rough and coarse curls that fell to about his shoulders in length and was matched by an equally long beard still kept shaped but dominating the majority of his mouth dotted with tufts of gray. His chest was broad and muscular and his wide frame suggested immense strength rather than any sort of lacing psychical attributes. He wore simple clothes of a shirt and khaki pants with a long white lab coat over it stained with the techno colored blood of the abominations that he had spent his life fighting. The coat swished back and forth behind him with each well defined moment of the foot as if each moment was a well thought out plan and statement. As he passed the guards lining his procession forward each one saluted one after another and as he ascended the platform those already sitting stood as he made his way to podium. As this was happening the guards at the end of each of the children's row prodded them until they all stood as well, each and every person focusing on the man now in front of the podium, the projector screens projecting his face so that all could see his deep set eyes ringed with circles of dark. He grabbed the podium with large hands and cleared his throat before he rose a hand and simply lowered it. Taking their cue this around him began to seat themselves and while it took the children a moment to catch on they soon followed. Peering out into the faces now barely illuminated in the dimmed lights of the lecture hall, the man began to speak, his voice was deep each concentrated to one another with a silk smoothness that was befitting of his intimidating frame.

"Hello perspective children. You may call me the Director, I'm in charge of day to day operations here. Many of you are probably still experiencing confusion over the erupt circumstances of your arrival here today. I hope to relive you of some of that confusion." The Director explained as the children murmured to themselves waiting a moment he cleared his throat into the mic to get their attention before continuing. "Let me be the first to welcome you to Research Center 2-1 or as many refer to it simply as Babel. You are currently standing within the heart and soul of Zone 2, the industrial heart of human ingenuity and persistence that has kept us afloat. You are of a select few chosen to see within the walls of the compound considered it a privilege and a honor not to be taken lightly. 

The Director paused to let the emphasis of the statement hang on the children before he spoke once more significantly less solemn in this occasion. "You have all been brought here as you have tested positive for the potential to become what are known as Limiters." The voices of the children rose again at the mention of it, it was that word again, the word that seemed to connect them all together. "To be brief you represent the next stage in human evolution something not entirely human a fusion of DNA both Human and of the abominations that haunt our lands. Some of you may have seen the particular effects already your faster and stronger than your fellows and some of you even have become epicenters of strange events that seem to stem outward without your control." The voices rose up again, some of the children even nodding in conformation. "The Coalition believes that we can harness this power, that you can become the light to which we can use to beat back the darkness that plagues us. In fact you all will be of the fifth class of Limiters to be trained and sent out into the field."

The voices rose once again in a clamor of mixed indictment and worry crescendoed as it spread across the lecture hall as more and more students fought over one another to have their voices heard. The Director raised his hand to bringing the voices back down to silence before he spoke again. "I understand that many of you have questions and they will all be answered in due time. But for now I wish to present you with an opportunity to see what this training produces, to see what you could become and what new heights of power you could achieve. And so I ask sit back and remain in your seats, this is a controlled environment and nothing... harmful will be able to happen to you. Nozomi if you would please."

The director spoke his last line towards a girl sitting in the front row of the children appearing about [url=https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/33/eb/57/33eb57efea119ac2f0876b6cfe4009e2.jpg]fourteen or fifteen years of age[/url], her hair an unnatural tint of green and mirrored by deep green eyes the color of a slumbering forest. She seemed almost bored as she stepped forward out of the seats and into the center area near the bottom of the lecture hall. Then almost suddenly two large transparent barriers descended from the ceiling one separating the students and the other around the podium leaving the girl alone on the floor space as she approached a table already waiting of her. Upon the table was a vast assortment of weapons and objects of war, some large and some small, bladed, guns and others. But curiously enough Nozomi took only a small bundle of coin shaped objects of metal that could easily fit in the palm of her hand and methodically placed four between the spaces in between the fingers of her left hand. She then stepped away form the table and approached the center of the room where a circle was marked on the floor. Stepping with the circle she looked across the way at another circle which slowly. 

As the circle opened the room was filled with the sounds a hypnotized screaming noise that seemed to sneak its way into the school, a terrible noise that made one want to punctured their own eardrums to not have to deal with the noise. Slowly a cage was brought up from the depths and what was locked within was a terrible sight to behold. It was a moon men that much was obvious, a terrible abomination who caused many of the children just watching to scream out in terror. It was in similar structure to [url=http://img01.deviantart.net/c57f/i/2011/314/9/f/flesh_golem_by_peterlevay-d4fqtho.jpg] a gorilla of sorts made of protruding flesh and bone[/url] and open closer examination one could see several hands and faces jutting out form the flayed and restructured flesh. The girl that Director had called Nozomi did not move standing within her circle, her face an emotionless mask as she regarded the creature in front of her. Though thus paying attention could notice the muscles in her body beginning to tense like a coil about to spring. A second later a warning klaxon sounded and the cage door collapsed, the creature charged and the fight was on.

It moved with a surprising amount of speed charging forward at Nozomi who watched and waited as it came straight at her. At the last moment she moved to the left but she was a moment too slow and the best managed to clip her and even with this minimal impact had enough force to send her tumbling to the ground. The beast was already attacking before she had a chance to recover one of it's massive forearms suddenly snapping forward like a tendril as the flesh changed shape to a sharpened tendril. Nozomi going on reaction lone rolled her body like a log to the left as the tentacle barley missed her spearing the ground where she once was denting the reinforced metal that lay beneath the faux-tile. Nozomi rose to her feet as the creature withdraw it's tentacle and their was a slight change about her the eyes one a dark peaceful green had a small twinkle in them, something a spark of joy maybe? But how could one feel joy in a situation such as hers? 

The beast but this time Nozomi responded. She raised a hand towards the creature and focused in on it as she waited for it to close the distance. As she did the fingers keeping the coin shape object lodged between her thumb and pointer finger released and she pulled with her mind. As if the two objects were suddenly tethered together by a great force, the small free-floating coin soared with immense speed before crashing headlong into the creature as it charge directly in the skull. But it wasn't enough as the creature kept on charging. Nozomi dropped into a defensive stance bracing her arms in front of her as the best made impact with her. Even with her enhanced she was knock off of her feet and hard soaring across the open space and crashing into the far wall at one end of the floor. She grunted in pain as she landed feeling the wind get knocked out of her lungs. The beast launched out with it's tendril arm and released two more coins one between her pinkie and ring finger and the other between the ringer and the middle finger. The coins launched forward and slammed into the tentacle while impacting with less overall force as the singular coin they served their purpose shearing the tentacle down the middle before it could spear her spattering dark sickly blood everywhere as the creature let out another inhuman scream. Pressing the advantage the girl released the final coin from her hand sending it flying across the open space and slamming it into the creature hard finding home in the center of mass. There was a large splash of blood as the coin pushed through the other side splattering blood and biomass about in a shower of blood. The creature took two more staggering steps forward before collapsing.

As soon as the creature collapsed the barriers were retrieved and the guards moved into action burning away the biomass and wiping clean any remnants as medical team on standby rushed over to the girl. She seemed somewhat worse for wear, her skin a little appear and single trickle of blood coming out of her noise not to mention the bruising she must of had from the creatures impact. But still most of the children couldn't help but look down upon this girl in a sort of amazment. I. What had apparently cost her a few bruised ribs and a nosebleed would of taken at least two squadrons of highly trained soldiers to do. Once again the whispers began again aa all eyes focused on the girl as she limped back to her seat.

"I believe you all now truely understand the hidden potential you have within yourselves, a potential which we here at Babel could help unlock. But I worn you the road is not easy, and many of you will not make it to the end. This path is one of great power and destiny but of great hardship and terror" The Director paused as he let them comprehend what he was saying. "This is why I'm presenting you all with a choice to decide your fit. If you do not wish to walk the path ahead od you, you can turn back now. Exit through the main doors above and after a simple memory wipe you will be free to go. But for those of you willing to risk life and limb, to dive deeper down the rabbit hole and find thier potential to save the world, I invite you to stay. You have three  minutes to make a decision and I need to remind you all decesions fron this point foward are permanent."

Silence hung over the children like a thick wool blanket on a warm summer's night. Opressive and increasingly  uncomfortable. Slowly one chils rose and then another as they made their way towards thr exit. They either not wanting to face deathml, wrought with fear or just wanting to go home. Those that stayed looked to one another as groups of two and three left them. The seconds tixking down as the most important decision  in thier life weither theu knew it or not was displayed ahead of them.