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[b][u][h1]A Man Out of Time #1: Time Adjustment[/h1][/u][/b]
Time: Present Day
Location: Pacific Point, California[/center]
Time had passed since the large burst of Cherenkov radiation emanated from the vicinity of the Esper Estate. The Wanderer had been doing what his name suggests, wandering around the new landscape, taking in the new sights that the past held for him. The sight of the trees and the pristine buildings were a grand contrast to the stark ruins and barren wastelands he was used to back in his time. Since his arrival, as he realized it, he had lost the functionality of his psionic eye. His right eye had been blank, which he pegged down to him going back in time, so his eyes just need to get adjusted to everything after the travel through time. [i]Maybe once the eye comes back will I begin my investigation as to what happened to the Espers,[/i] he thought, everything in monovision as he gazed in wonder at the buildings around him.

During his sightseeing experience, he came across store fronts adorned with TVs of better technologies that he was used to in his time. Back then, cathode monitors came back to use as the LED TVs got burnt out with the damages that caused the blackout. As he walked past, he noticed crowds of people watching televisions. As he came into view of one of these televisions, it just so happened that  a silhouette of a man was on the television. Whilst there was no sound amongst the hustle and bustle of the city, the subtitles were more than enough to get the message across.

[i] Tonight, we have completed multiple, simultaneous operations against known threats. We have also eliminated the organization known as STRIKE, for their failure to act against hostile forces. We will no longer tolerate the meta human threat to our world, nor those who support them. We will continue to act, until all meta humans, as well as those who provide material aid or support for their kind, are wiped from the face of the Earth. Inaction is no longer acceptable. We are the last line of defense against these monsters, and we will not rest until every last one of them is eradicated. We are here, we are everywhere. We are the Hounds of Humanity.”[/i]

While everyone started to shrug off the news as nothing, seeing as Pacific Point hadn’t been affected by what this group had done, the news had struck a chord with the mutant. [i]Even in a time such as this, there is still infighting amongst us,[/i] he thought, his hands curling into fists, trembling with the anger that was welling up. [i]Don’t they even care that things like this could be the beginning of the end of their world as they know it? Don’t they even try to get along, no matter what their background?![/i] Venting out his anger, his right fist snapped out wide, shards of brick and cement flying off into the alleyway. Passers by jumped in the sudden outburst and slowed down to notice the unusual man who seemed to punch through a wall as if it was nothing. Noticing the unwanted attention, The Wanderer flicked up his greatcoat and wandered away.

An hour passed of wandering, The Wanderer heard some commotion in the street up ahead. A man was struggling with a woman, throwing her to the ground as he snatched her handbag in the process. The thief began running away, the opposite direction that the mutant was coming from. With the anger from what was on the television still present in his mind, The Wanderer ran up to the woman to check and see if she was alright. Then, without missing a beat, he raised his right arm, the familiar purple flames licking off of his forearm. Normally he would set the oncoming beam to kill as that was the rule of the land in his time, he set the coming strike to throw the retreating man off balance. At least he owed this time that much to not kill anyone.

However, before he was even able to send off the beam, a sudden surge of psionic energy of unknown origin pulsed through his body. At that moment, multiple things occurred at the same time. Firstly, his psionic eye regained its use and had been blinded by the sight of the psionic energy naturally flowing in this time. That was before the surge he felt came into view, rushing over his sight in a purple tsunami. Secondly, his entire body felt stronger through the increased psionics, his nervous system oozing with renewed psionic energy that was much stronger in feeling than what he was used to in his time line. Finally, as a result of his body reacting to the increased psionics available, the psionic beam launched from his hand at a much larger force for what he was intending. Whilst the purpose of the beam remained in place and would serve to cause the thief to stumble, the strength behind the force hit the thief with a force of a freight train on his right shoulder, sending him spiraling forward 50ft to the ground. The force certainly knocked him out cold and with broken bones in his right shoulder and arm.

Once the beam was fired, The Wanderer flinched with what he was seeing with his psionic eye, covering the eye from the bright energy. As the burning sensation resided, he opened the eye, giving it time to adjust to his surroundings. The psionics of his birth planet were, indeed, much stronger than what he was used to. [color=4682b4]“Maybe the abundance of life on this planet has strengthened my psionics,”[/color] he muttered under his breath, finally adjusting to the brightness that the eye was seeing. It was when everything in his system settled to his new surroundings that he felt it. Normally he could sense how far and the location of a low-key psionic user, he felt a huge psionic presence that didn’t give away the distance that the user was. Only the direction, which he immediately looked for as his eyes darted straight for the sky. [color=4682b4]”What the hell is that?!”[/color] he gasped, his jaw dropped as he stared at one spot in the sky. [i]That presence… It’s massive and I can’t even see who or what it is. It’s bigger than anything I have ever felt in the future.[/i] It was shortly afterwards that he felt the tremors from the ground, almost knocking him off his feet.

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[b]Location: Halfway between Earth and the Moon.[/b]

At the moment the mutant in Pacific Point raised his hand, The Psionic Nexus arrived at a point in space that was in the centre of the Moon from the view of the planet. As the cosmic entity slowed down to a stop at that point, the mass of psionic energy that it was pushing as it sped throughout the universe carried on travelling at super-luminal speeds, shockwaves of the energy slamming across the planet. The psychic forces of the shockwave inflicted a convincing illusion that a 6.0 earthquake rocked the entire world, though the entire buildings somehow remained intact during it. For those that use energy-based superpowers or are supernatural, the shockwave could be felt through them, but not as a slamming presence but as a smothering force. For the psionics or psychics, the shockwave is felt full force through every pore of their psychic being, surging like electricity and enhancing whatever ability they were using tenfold.

For a few moments, the psionic entity remained still, eyes gazing at every other place but the planet it had travelled to. Finally, the black eyes focused on the planet, the darkness behind it glazing over the blue orb. [i][color=9370DB]So, this is the planet that I have felt such a strong presence,[/color][/i] it mused to itself, taking in the psionic energy the planet was emanating. [i][color=9370DB]This planet was a lot closer than I do recall. Then again, I have travelled a lot faster than I had anticipated.[/color][/i] During the time it took to travel from the galaxy it had been at to here, he had gathered all of the information that had happened to this curious ball of rock in this part of the universe. There had been numerous beings, some with the names of Icon, War-Pulse, Nightmare amongst others, had achieved feats that the primitive planet that it had been on. They had stopped beings of another dimension from overrunning the planet, the survivors of that calling it D-Day. Some had stopped a mad man from forcing extraordinary abilities onto others. Some of them even stopped another being, the aforementioned being Nightmare, from killing thousands of beings. Now, there were more of these ‘heroes’ on the planet, whether they are naturally good-natured or it was in their destiny to be heroes and had to do horrible things before they realized it.

The Psionic Nexus then moved, walking towards the planet itself. The dark eyes focusing on a region on the planet that felt close to where the time-travelling being had arrived. [i][color=9370DB]There… The place that the inhabitants called Pacific Point… That is where the presence I had felt arrived at. That is someone who has the potential to have my gifts. There are also other potential candidates there as well.[/color][/i] There were others that had the potential that lived in the city named Lost Haven, but the cosmic entity was drawn to the time-traveler. 

The Psionic Nexus then noticed something occurring in a place near Lost Haven, in a place called New York City. The location seemed to be the gateway to another realm where a being known as The King resided. It seemed that the human group known as the Hounds of Humanity had drawn first blood and had strained the relations between those who are supernatural and those who are mere mortals. [i][color=9370DB]Looks like there’s another conflict on this planet that needs to be mediated, seeing as how it is the few that caused this and many will suffer the consequences,[/color][/i] the entity thought, pondering on the thought. While something like this would be damaging to the flow of psionic energy that flows throughout the planet, the damage would be minimal. That would be something that it would ignore for now unless something more damning occurs because of that explosion. Then it may or may not flex one or two fibres in its psionic essence to set this so-called King in place. But, for now… [i][color=9370DB]Now then… let’s see who this being is that has drawn my attention.[/color][/i] And with that, The Psionic Nexus teleported, masking the enormity of its psionic energy at the same time as to not draw attention from those who are adept at detecting the energy.