[center][h3][color=DodgerBlue]Mercer Blaine[/color] - Unknown Location | The Facility[/h3]
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As Mercer stood in the hallway, he listened for a response. It was a moment before he heard anything. First came a few footsteps, followed by a masculine voice further down the corridor. [color=D2691E]"Hello?"[/color] The voice said. Mercer turned his head, surprised to be met with a tall, muscular man with long red hair. He looked like an Irish version of Mercer, but with an eighth of the body fat. As the man walked forward, looking just as confused and uncertain as Mercer, it was clear that he was not a threat... at least not yet.

[color=dodgerblue]"...Sorry- do you know where we are?"[/color] He asked, then shook his head to himself. Of course this guy didn't know where they were. He probably just woke up as well by the looks of it. [color=dodgerblue]"...did they take your from your home-"[/color] Mercer was cut off as the door to his right slid open, and a blonde woman came marching from her room. 

She sped out of her room running right into Mercer's side. He turned to stop her so they didn't have a collision, but the girl's momentum somehow stayed. Before he knew what was happening, Mercer found himself lifted off of his feet. He hit the ground with a thud and slid backwards into the wall, smacking his head against it. He slumped over for a moment as the shock hit him, jolting his entire system.

As he left the daze, he rolled over onto his side, coming up to his knees. [color=dodgerblue]"Holy shit, woman."[/color] He looked at her, sizing the woman up. She was young, blonde, and very well muscled. She was by no means small, but Mercer was six-foot-four and weighed just over two-hundred pounds. In no physical world was it probable for that woman to knock him to floor like she just did; not with superpowers-

[b][I][color=dodgerblue]"You're shitting me."[/color][/I][/b] His mind echoed.

Mercer staggered to his feet, feeling his head swoon a bit as he could feel blood trickling out of his nose. He sighed, regaining his balance as he wiped the drops of blood on his once-pristine white shirt. [color=dodgerblue]"Damn, lady you hit like a train."[/color] He shook his head as he brushed himself off once more. 

[color=dodgerblue]"Now, before any more weird shit happens, does [I]anyone[/I] know what the hell is going on here?"[/color]