[CENTER][COLOR=SILVER][h3][sub][sup][sub][i]Lord Wraith Presents...[/i][/sub][/sup][/sub][/h3][/COLOR][COLOR=SLATEGRAY][h2][b]S A N T A   C E L I A[/b][/h2][/COLOR][INDENT][INDENT][INDENT][INDENT][INDENT][INDENT][INDENT][INDENT][INDENT][hr][/INDENT][/INDENT][/INDENT][/INDENT][/INDENT][/INDENT][/INDENT][/INDENT][/INDENT][COLOR=SILVER][SUP][B]A   S U P E R H U M A N   S T O R Y[/B][/SUP][/COLOR][/CENTER][COLOR=SLATEGRAY][INDENT][B][SUP][SUB][H3]P R E M I S E:[/H3][/SUB][/SUP][/B][/INDENT][hr][/COLOR][INDENT][INDENT]It's kind of funny the stories we tell ourselves just to make it through another bitter day. We give each other hope despite the overwhelming odd always being stacked against us. We were always taught good would triumph over evil, the plucky hero would topple the evil empire and the knight in shining armor would show up one day to sweep the princess off her feet before riding off to their happily ever after.

But this hope, in many cases at least, is false.

Happy endings seem to be as much of a relic, an artifact of a long forgotten past, just like the knights which appear in the stories from before out time. Instead of allowing hope to encourage us to new heights, to explore new frontiers and to keep pushing on, we use hope as a shield. It merely protects us as we keep our overwhelming fear at bay. The fear we've allowed to rule over our lives. We work jobs that we hate, and that makes us sick because we're too afraid to take a chance on a job that would make us happy but comes with less pay. We constantly settle in our lives, too scared to take a risk or face rejection despite the possible outcome being one of the best moments we could ever have. And when we witness each other coming into harm, we don't try to stop it because we fear harm coming upon us. 

For this reason, the crooks, thieves, thugs, and murderers prey on your fear. They savour its smell as they feed upon you and where there is fear they are quickly drawn to it. Their kind spreads faster than any known cancer as they corrupt every system they come up against, wearing it down and bringing it to its knees.

Such is the story of Santa Celia, a towering monument to progress, a city literally caught between moving forward and in the echoes of times gone by. A city that could easily be one of the most beautiful cities in all of America and yet, instead it lies infested and rotting. Helpless to stop the infection as it grows worse every day. The criminals run this city, they have their hands in every pocket, every industry, and every home. But change is coming, the winds are shifting, something new has come to town. Their reckoning will soon be upon them. Eventually, the people will push back as leaders rise up to guide them. Heroes will come forth to lead the revolution and evil will know what it means to feel fear as they are banished.

Perhaps it's because the world is changing, twenty years ago no one would have thought of putting on a mask and taking the law into their own hands and yet now, in this West Coast city that is exactly what has happened. People gifted with unique abilities have begun to emerge from within the crowds, people capable of changing the course of mankind. For no darkness can exist where the light shines, and the light will soon fall upon the city. 

Criminals beware, your time is at an end.[/INDENT][/INDENT]