[IC] Teen Titans: A New Era

[Chev]

Second City

War stood above the defeated Viran in his transformed state as he looked towards Mina and Druid with an insane glint in his eyes. He was going to kill these two and he was going to enjoy it. They had interfered in his and Genocide's plans long enough. As he turned away from Viran and began a slow menacing walk towards Mina he let out a laugh. "You should have chosen your protector better little girl. He couldn't even protect himself in the end."

War raised his clawed hand and was about to slice through Mina's stomach when a sudden burst of light from behind him lit up the area. "What the hell?" He muttered as he turned around and saw what he thought were millions of lights circling something that resembled an orb rapidly until some of them burst away from whatever it was circling. "What is this?!" He roared as a spear of what seemed to be gold and teal light shot down from the sky and slammed into Viran's body which seemed to convulse and began to shake. War stared at the body in confusion.

"What the...?"

Viran's body let out a shout as his eyes flashed open. They were glowing with unrestrained energy and the bruises and battle wounds that he had were rapidly vanishing from his body. A blast of energy shot from his eyes and collided with War who was sent flying backwards and collided with Genocide. War snarled and got back to his feet and brought a clawed hand down on Viran as Viran began advancing on him. Viran easily caught the fist and twisted it backwards as his eyes continued to glow with power. War let out a roar of pain as blasts of energy shot out from Viran's eyes and slammed into War again.

"You made the wrong choice." Viran's voice seemed different. Almost as though there were two voices speaking as one. "You threaten my friends. You threaten those I care about. No more. No more death. No more destruction. No more killing. I choose to end this now." Viran's eyes began to glow brighter than they already were, they were radiating with enough light to blind someone if they looked directly at him.

"No! It won't end!" War shouted as he and Genocide focused in on Viran's legs and fired beams of energy from their eyes and slammed into Viran's legs.Viran let out a shout of pain. The pain was enough to force him to look away from the two of them and the enhanced energy blast was fired into the air. Genocide looked back at War and shook his head. "We have to leave! Someone or something has changed him! At this rate we don't stand a chance against him!"

War growled. He knew Genocide was right. "Another time Viran. You are proving to be a more interesting opponent than I anticipated. But eventually, you will die." He snarled as dark energy began to surround him and Genocide. The two aliens vanished in a soft burst of light as the dark energy expanded for a moment and then vanished.

Viran turned to look at Druid and Mina and a soft smile appeared on his face. "Mina...I'm sorry." He said quietly as the light from his eyes began to dim until for a brief moment he looked normal again. "Whatever happened to me there was too much power running through me. I need time to stop the damage. But it means I'm going to be gone for awhile." He said quietly as the light from his eyes continued to dim. He smiled once again as his body hit the ground with a thud. His breathing became slow but he was breathing slow and steady.

As Viran hit the ground a bright light appeared in the sky. It slowly became bigger and bigger as it got closer to the ground. As it got closer the shape of a large, battle damaged ship appeared in the sky. There were holes in the hull that were covered by energy fields and smoke was coming from the engines. As it got closer and closer to the ground more details were seen. It was colored gun-metal grey and looked almost like the ship Viran had arrived in except much bigger. Small landing struts emerged from the ship as it hovered above the ground and a ramp emerged from it. Three cloaked figures appeared at the entrance of the ship and slowly began to walk down the ramp. One was limping but the other two seemed alright. The silhouettes of many others appeared behind them. too many to count.

As they reached the bottom of the ramp they looked at Viran's still form. "He stopped them." The one in the center said to the other two. "The Bio-lock was broken. It looks as if he called upon all of the stored energy he had. He will live if we are allowed to assist him." He said to the other two. The aliens threw back their hoods to reveal skin and faces somewhat similar to Viran's appearance. The one in the center approached Mina and bowed his head.

"I am Hisel. And we are what's left of the Valkorians." Hisel said quietly as the other two picked up Viran's body. "Unlike War and Genocide we mean your world no harm."

"We come in peace."

Second City

Tyran looked down at the ground where the orb had been and tried to figure out what he had just seen. The orb had vanished and Steel had appeared on the ground in front of him. Steel was still and unmoving but Tyran softly stepped over towards her and picked her up in his arms as his sensors scanned her. Vital signs were steadily rising but she was still out cold.

"Steel. I swear I'll stand by you." He said quietly as he continued scanning her to make sure she continued recovering. "You will have trouble understanding this world but I guarantee you it's better than the one we came from. We have a chance to change things. To change the world we know to something better."

Tyran turned towards the area where he had first been reactivated and began to walk. His systems were somewhat confused but one thing was certain: He would keep Steel safe by whatever means necessary.

[Drakel]

Sinna was passed out on the ground, though her mind was still barely conscious, only enough to hear many unfamiliar voices and some form of fight around her. Sinna's eyes were closed though by the energy alone she could feel Rachel's presence and even the great amounts of sin she held in her. Sinna could hear thumps and fists clashing on metal bodies and even a pole or something, she truly didn't know what was going on, just that Rachel was there. Sinna could feel Rachel holding onto her asking her to wake up and even lightly shaking the barely conscious girl. With a slight mumble Sinna opened her eyes only to see Rachel's face as she tried use the last bit of her energy to sit up and lean on some hard rock or piece or rubble that was right behind her from all the chaos. To the side of her Sinna could see many bodies of the once deceased get healed from major wounds as they began to be resurrected again. Sinna felt a sharp pain and could see her shoulder was impaled by a metal pole that was recently cut and her head was bleeding from the heavy fall from the sky which normally would have killed her. Sinna could see her blood drip as it was a mix of red, blue, gold and black swirled together. With a smile Sinna said to her savior, "I... forgive you.... I'm... sorry." with each whisper Sinna was losing more breath and it was hard for her to breath and even talk as a major pain could be felt from her wounds.

Tears began to fall off of her face as Sinna could see three people behind Rachel, first being her brother, giving his little sister his occasional two finger solute which would end with the peace sign being visible, next was the Ring bearer kissing his hand and blowing it to Sinna and finally was Cat who was still inside the mech of her dreams that she always wanted, giving the magic girl a thumbs up. Looking back at Rachel with a smile Sinna continued to try and speak as she was slowly dazing off again. "I... like... yo-" were the words Sinna was able to say before blacking out again, She felt cold and this feeling was new and strange to her as the last thing she could see was Rachel's eyes and her friends & brother disappearing like mist before her... Sinna's body was just there, motionless and unmoving, and also very cold.

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Sinna woke up from a bed of some sort, gasping for air and hatefully looking around, she was in an infirmary room of some sort, next to her was an IV and in the room Sinna could see multiple flowers, letters and chocolate on three tables as she slowly got out of bed, confused. In front of her she could see a large wall covered with pinned newspaper articles. "SC News: Titans blamed for deaths of Millions when Zero casualties were counted" "Insurrection Times: Titans Saved the world from gods." "Eden's Prime: The Angel?" "Second City News: Sentinels, the new-found heroes" "Second City News: Is it really the Titan's fault?" " Eden's Prime: Titan's Fall?" "Insurrection Times: Did the Titan's really split?" "Second City News: More murders have happened, Titans fail to save 50 people, like usual" "Eden's Prime: Gold Dragon soars the sky engulfing Museum, 5 artifacts gone" " Insurrection Times: Titans come back!!" "Eden's Prime: Can the sentinels really replace the world's heroes?" "Second City News: Sentinels saved lives again." "Second City News: Titan's who? Only Sentinels over here." "Eden's Prime: Occultists rise in Second city?" "Insurrection Times: Shard replacing police?" "Second City News: Crime is in an all time Rise? Not with Sentinels around" "Second City News: Battle Of Titans and Sentinels?" "Second City News: More deaths by unnatural causes. Evil is coming" "Eden's Prime: Ex-Titan Viran not giving up... Our heroes still live!!" "Second City News: 600 people died in a sudden fire with unknown source" "Insurrection Times: Where is the Angel?" "Second City News: Will the Angel return?" "Eden's Prime: Where did she go? Is she even human?" "Insurrection Times: Aliens!!!" "Second City News: They don't come in peace!" "Eden's Prime: Friendly aliens seen, they care for peace." "Boy Scouts Paper: Sentinels are our friends, Titans are Bad!"

The more articles Sinna read the more confusing things grown to be. What has happened while she was out? Slowly the girl walked towards what was a small table with nothing on it but clothes with some dust on them and distilled water. Slowly undressing from her scrubs and into some casual clothes Sinna began to walk out of the room slowly. "Hello?" Said the girl as she looked inside each room, slightly scared that the place was so empty. "Is anyone here? Hello..." As she walked she could hear her footsteps and her voice echo throughout the base as she walked. She was confused and didn't know exactly what has or what is happening as she walked around inside the base looking for anyone, the entire time she was calling out for anyone to be there. "Rachel? Sable?... Sirius? ... Mina?... Hello? Guys... Anyone here? Anybody at all?" As Sinna walked she went down the some stairs as she tried to remember the layout of her base. Everything seemed so strange. Below there were cells, most were empty but one had a dragon, still with it's wings stabbed to the ground by two mythril spears and it was asleep. It must have been exhausted and passed out even though it was in pain. Slowly and silently Sinna walked back up the stairs, trying her best not to disturb the beast as she continued to walk around in the empty base, looking for anyone to be there. 'Has the world really changed so much in such a short amount of time?' was the only thought Sinna had as she began to fear that she was alone again against the world.

[Reaper]

"I... like... yo-" Those were the last words Rachel heard from Sinna before the mage blacked out. The girl had panicked, ill-equipped to help her here in her underground hideout and unsure what was wrong with Sinna in the first place. It was Rachel who had brought her back to the base, hooked her up to the IV in the infirmary and kept the system monitoring her before locking the room out. Only the Titans would be able to enter and leave the room, and no one else. She did not want anybody sneaking in and finishing the job of killing Sinna, after all.

"I like you too, so don't you dare die on me!" Rachel whispered in the unconscious girl's ear before planting a soft kiss on her head and leaving the room. Over the next two months she would sneak in when nobody was around and visit Sinna, leaving behind newspapers and checking on her condition. Two months, and Rachel had spent most of it underground. It wasn't by choice, Phantom had leaked the footage of her battle with her own parents to the media, and now she was public enemy number one - it was the most solid piece of evidence that condemned the Titans as killers and for their sake, she had distanced herself from the team.

It was also why she was now standing at her parents' graves, silently cursing her fate. She had loved them and despite their involvement with Phantom's plans, she couldn't find it in her heart to disown them or hate them. There was no other way the events at the hospital could have played out. She only wished she could come here as Rachel, in civilian clothes, and not in costume or hidden from sight. She had been working hard to chip away at the villain's operations, but so far she had little success. Whatever cells she did shut down were dangled in front of her by the man. It seemed he was downsizing his operation and letting the heroes do the job for him - there was nothing of value at any of the locations she attacked except the men she had captured and arrested.

She sighed and left the cemetery with a heavy heart, all the while being very careful not to be detected. That was when she received a message on her communicator. Sinna had woken up. She had set up the infirmary's sensors to inform her when that happened, and hoped the girl had not yet wandered off somewhere. Rachel raced to the tunnel systems she used for getting around the city, and revved up her car, speeding to the nearest exit that led to the mansion. It took all but fifteen minutes, since she didn't have contend with traffic or speed limits underground, and the vigilante was bursting through the door and calling out as if her life depended on it. "Sinna?"

[Chev]

Titan's HQ

Viran's motionless body was being looked over by Hisel and another unfamiliar Valkorian who was waving a spherical device over his body. "I don't understand. From what I'm reading he should be awake. His Vital signs are normal. Brain waves and other mental activity are normal. The Bio-lock has been repaired so he's not losing any energy. He should be awake!"

Hisen smiled a sad smile. "Patience Brother, The battle he fought was one that nearly killed him. And the energy he used was enough to burn out every cell in his body. Be thankful he's still alive. All Viran needs is time. We don't what what experiences he has had on Earth, for all we know he could be mourning someone in his own way. The woman we met when the battle ended...for all we know he could have feelings for her and they could be interfering with his mental recovery. Don't worry. He will awaken when the time is right."

The other Valkorian nodded. "My apologies sir. It's just that he's a hero to us. He managed to defeat War and Genocide. Even though they managed to escape they haven't surfaced for over two months. We all know what those two were planning on doing and yet he stopped them. The others all want to meet him, to find out what happened to him that led to his battles with them. He's almost like a superhero to us."

Hisen nodded and patted the younger Valkorian on the shoulder. "I have questions for him as well. But we must let him rest. And I have a meeting with members of this planet's government later today. It appears that they wish to learn more about War and Genocide and our technology."

The other Valkorian frowned. "Weapons?"

Hisen nodded. "I'm afraid so. They refuse to see that we have none. When we left out world we left our old ways behind. No more weapons, no more fighting. If they wish to learn more of our other technology we will share freely but we have no weapons to share."

Hisen smiled again and looked down at Viran and placed his hand on Viran's head. "Awaken soon brother and know that you are a hero to us." He said quietly as he pulled his hand back and left the room with the other Valkorian.

Outside the Titan's HQ Tyran was following his scheduled maintenance schedule as Steel opened the control panel on his back and looked at the wires. "Honestly Tyran. I don't know how you've kept functioning with the technology this time period has." She muttered as she tried to fix a sparking wire and succeeded after a few moments. "Are you sure this Valkorian tech will work with your systems?"

"It should." Tyran responded as he felt the power flow through his systems a bit smoother. "I can actually feel it working now. Power flow is reading at seventy percent effectiveness. That's better than before." Truth be told, the android was surprised. He hadn't expected it to work that well. "I think we've done all we can do for now. I guess the best thing is to allow the auto-repair circuits to fix what they can."

Steel nodded and closed up the panel and Tyran got to his feet. "So...what do you want to do now?" She asked with a smile as the android looked around. "I'm fully charged. But I'm going to assume that your hungry?"

"A bit." Steel admitted. Tyran smiled. "Lets grab something to eat."

[Mikalo]

"A beautiful thing."

"I agree."

The seas were beautiful.. overlapping eachother and lashing out, attempting to gain authority over eachother. But always, the people of Atlantis kept it at bay. Of course, everyone in the city of Atlantis knew that the seas could not be controlled, or they could not be controlled.. for long. The Atlanteans swam about the waters of the sea, the sharks continued to swim about within a peaceful state of mind. The energy bubble around the gigantic city of Atlantis kept most of the sea creatures out, including the Kraken. Something the Atlanteans would only use during war.

Inside of Atlantis, the council was meeting. The council being the back-up king and queens for when the current ruler of Atlantis was found dead, or missing, or unable to do something himself. At the moment, the conflict on Earth about the titans drove also much destruction in the sea under; numerous earthquakes had struck the bubble around Atlantis and caused it to crack in the middle. When the people of the city had gotten afraid, and the unknown king that usually stayed in the shadows ruling, left, a new ruler was going to be chosen soon.

"Yaldur, what do you suspect? Of course, he would leave. When the original King of Atlantis was killed in the war against the Amazons, we already knew we could not find another worthy one to rule over the citizens and army commanders." The older Atlantean sat there in the stretching chair, with his arms folded across his chest. The one who was spoken to turned her head, revealing the unusually blue hair.

"Then, what should we do, Ka-rel? Do what we have forbidden to do, create a council of rulers and send factions under us to create war like we did last time, then?" The two arguing figures were talked over when the other council members began to argue and yell. Yaldur sighed and slammed his hand upon the table in the room, ordering silence within the region. "Enough, Enough! What we most do i--" Suddenly, the ground shook compellingly once more out of seemingly millions of times. The marble floors cracked, and the splits appeared on the walls and to the ceiling. Rocks fell downward, breaking the table that the many councilmen fell to.

Sea-creatures swam away in the presence of the shaking sea as the tornado of water swirled left and right, tearing pieces of rocks in Atlantis asunder, sending fish away also. The families of the ocean looked upward, a child of Atlantis stared down at his bear, and then his mother.. before the darkness of hurt and rocks compelled them into the depths of the sea, deeper into the ground. The screams from the surviving citizens rung the ears of the newfound General of Atlantis Army.. well, soon-to-bee, general. The blue skinned young-man stared outward with his blue eyes, his black hair swirling around.

He wore his black armor, it covering that of his form as he held his katana sword on his side. Again, he was stopped from training because of the numerous Earthquakes. His black armor was spiked at the shoulders and the knuckles to bring hurt upon rebels against the Atlantis council and law-breakers in the city. His dark cloak on his back colored like the night sky of the surface land hovered against the ground. The different thing about him, was his Mediterranean-blue skin and eyes. Usually, Atlanteans of the city simply looked human, the only thing different with them would be their gills on their neck.

But of course, he was different. He was born of an Atlantean and a human, this was discouraged in both the surface land and the underwater depths. The mutation had brought him to be an outcast of above and below. But his strength had increased, and with a turn of his hand, the waters would obey him. It is said that only a king could control the waters, and the only way he could do that was with the Trident of Poseidon. But did not wield the power of a king nor the trident. He himself wondered how he could do these things.

Though just in the middle of his deep thought, the ground shook once more. The floor under him split as he wailed, turning his head to stare at the mirror behind himself. The open mouth and a high Gurgle sound from his lips, before blacking out.

-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Days Later--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

He could smell the sea water, but he could not see the beautiful waters. The dizziness also resulted in his discombobulation of mind, the ventilation of the water that were filtered into his gills were gone. His eyes were widened as he gagged and choked, his hands around his neck. Automatically, the lungs had began to function when he had awoken and started 'breathing' again. The chills down his back caused him to shiver as the sun glistens upon him. His naked body wandered outward as he stared.. where was he? Who, was he? His digits dug into the ground as he stares down at the jacket and tattered clothing in front of him, along with the fire in the middle of the beach.. the seagulls dodging his unusual form.

He knew that the people of the surface world would not act kindly against him and his blue skin, so the tattered trenchcoat and jeans were worn, along with the Yankees cap, splattered with grease stains, lay on his beautified onyx-colored hair. He bowed his head as he walked into the streets, pocketing his hands as the coat hid his medium-sized fins. Here he was, alone in this world.

[Reaper]

Hikari was panting as she fired arrow after arrow at her enemies. The sound of shattering armor and battle cries drowned out any other sound and all she could were huge oni bearing large swords, bludgeons and bows and all coming after her. She dodged, weaved and moved through the terrain easily as she picked her targets down efficiently and with amazing ease.

Once the last of the largest opponents were down, she turned around, drawing her sword and fighting back against the normal-sized creatures, meeting them in melee and moving with deadly ease. Too sloppy! Faster! Deadlier! She kept screaming at herself in her mind as she sliced through each and every one of her opponents with brutal lethality.

She spun and dodged a spear thrust, just barely, before lopping off the attacker's arm and felling her last opponent. The dim arena then started lighting up as her enemies began reassembling themselves, shatter clay and steel moving back to reform the oni that inhabited it. This time, however, they remained still. Hikari pushed the large double doors open and exited, only to find her mother standnig there.

"Every day for the past six weeks you have been down here honing your skills. Every day I watch you grow stronger in skill but weaker in your heart." She spoke as she walked back to the main mansion with Hikari. "This burden you carry, perhaps you think it is heavier than it is?"

"Mother, I failed the city. I was supposed to protect it but I could nothing against the enemy that was of use. I am a daughter of the Shirogane clan, and trained to fight since I was old enough to hold a weapon. All that counted for nothing in my battles. I cannot fail again." She replied with a heavy heart. The fact that her arrows had been next to useless wore on her. What use were her powers and skills if she couldn't even scratch her opponent?

"Nobody said the Shiroganes were unbeatable." Her mother answered with a knowing smile. "A warrior has to learn that some times, victory is simply surviving the battle. You were always able to take injuries to your body better than your pride. Every loss can be a lesson to temper and forge you into a better fighter, if you choose it." With that her mother picked up a bow as well and walked down the length of the corridor and fired it at Hikari. She intercepted it with one of her own arrows, the two projectiles meeting in mid-air and striking each other away.

"You were not able to do that six weeks ago. I think you came out a better warrior after that experience, no?" Her mother offered helpfully before leaving her to change out of her armor alone.

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A week later

Hikari was back in her bar, and tending to business. It had been in good hands while she was away but now she really needed to get back on her feet and rebuild her life here. The Titans would need her, even if she didn't believe, and she wouldn't let them down again. She would fight with every fiber of her being. She kept up on the news reports of course, and knew the team was still licking their wounds.

She got on her bike and headed right for the Titans' HQ, hoping they would not fail to recognise her. She had grown her hair out and looked very different as a result. It didn't take long for her to arrive, and see a few of them going about her daily business. She stopped a fair distance from the main door and got off from her bike, walking up to the entrance and seeing Tyran and Steel out there. "I'm back." She greeted them with a smile, a new air of determination about her. "Where are the others?"

[RumikoOhara]

Jinx stretches out on the beach and allows the sun to warm her well toned body.
Her Hair spreads around her head like a shimmering Cotton Candy halo. Her finger nails, toe nails and even her extremely abbreviated Brazilian Bikini match her hair giving her a startling effect making her seem somehow unreal.
The sound of sea birds mingles with the sound of the people an the pounding surf.
She is unmistakably Jinx a former member of the Teen Titans and considered a wanted criminal but she hasn't a care of whether she's arrested or not.
She was seen chatting with one of the Mana beings and now the law thinks her not a hero but a traitor. They have only the charge of suspicion of Terrorist Activities to hold her on but it is enough to ruin her day if they manage to catch her
As if that were not bad enough she's also been plagued by random attacks by S.H.A.R.D's soldiers lately and had to use her power for self preservation. She thinks she may have put several into intensive care and the others in whatever hospital they use.
She's at least been lucky lately because she has expended the concentration to be so and seen no more attacks.
As she lays on her blanket a couple of young guys sit nearby and begin discussing her as if she wasn't there.
Their words are insulting and their acting even more so as Jinx notes that this is a trap of some kind. They want her to lash out an perhaps even injure the two while they film it from nearby, who they are she hasn't a clue but she refuses to take the bait.
Standing she wakes towards the water where at the edge waits a surf ski she bought to use for exercise. The two young men follow her to the waters edge as she begins to push off. One reaches out and smacks her bottom expecting a response and is disappointed when she continues on as if nothing had happened
He and his friend farther prove they are under orders when they try and swim after her and are suddenly stopped by jellyfish.
They both prove they have limits as they hurry out of the surf and stare at her. Jinx merely giggles and points to a sign the both stand near that warns "No Swimming or Wading, Jellyfish Migration"
She hums a silly tune to herself as she paddles off heading for the far shore on the other side of the bay where her car is parked

[Mikalo]

"Why?"

"WHO?!"

His questions accelerated through the vicinity, his clothing already tattered from his seething anger causing him to rip at the cloth covering his form, revealing his gills. The blue optics wandered as the digits dug into the right and left sides of his inside trench coat pockets, hiding his gills. The beating sun focused its arrogant rays upon his bodily structure, his scales being affected by the sun-spears that never layed its sight from him. Soon enough, he would be dragging himself out onto the ground.

He remembered nothing, and he did not know why.. why he was so weak in the sunlight. When he stared up into his face, it blinded him and burned his scales. When he looked around, to see others, they were not the same. From the sight of him they fled with fear covering their force of willpower. With his head bowing down, he began to walk onward into the confines of the beach. The Atlantean, unbeknownst to himself, straed from the others that were aliens to him in looks. Though, he saw one thing that stood from the ordinary..

An unusual female with beautified skin in the sun, her pinkish-purple hair tied in another unusual turn with bands of obsidian black. The expansion of his confusement and wander did not strike him so much that he walked over to her. He stares at her one last time, before coming outward land.

The beach was left behind him, the seagulls dispersed from their groups as they screamed towards the Atlantean male, his hands pocketed as he stared on to the large tower, decorated with beautiful glasses to create the unreal view of the sea in front. A kind of place, he would like to stay. He smiled as he came towards the tower. Suddenly, the ground shook compellingly, with the roar of an unknown creature entering the vicinity. His head cocked to the side with suprisement, to find the large truck moving on towards him.

Energy drained from him due to the suns rays dehydrating him at speeds of inhumane level had left him to weak in the mind to calculate what was going on.. and his thinking wasnt fast enough, anyway. His arms covered his head as he cocked his head to the side at break-neck speeds.. prepared to be hit by the oversized automobile. Shrapnel cut throughout the vicinity and reached the yonder above, as did a blood-curdling shriek of a surprised human.

When his dark blue optics opened, pieces of strayed metal were in front of him, and on his left and right sides. Steam arose through the area, circulating around him as he unknowingly breathed in its toxic form. His eyes wandered-- crushed metal, flames, and a slumped human on the ground. The horns continued to honk on towards him, many began to scream and run at sight of the destruction. The boom of sound from the crushed car by his inhumane strength causes people from miles away to stare out, confused.

Slowly dropping to his knees with the hat slumping to the side next to his right hand, revealing the strands of his long black hair that draped down to his shoulders. His breathing stopped.. the darkness overcoming the area around him as he collapsed in front of the large tower, slumped over with his limbs sprawled out. The uncontrollable urge to dig through the ground and suck all of the water from the pipes running in the city pumped his will to get up once more..

His digits that ran across the glass cracked it, tapping it once with his index finger to cause the shattering sond to run through the tower. His teeth gritted as the power of will fought against the fear of death and weakness that sent his disorted bodily structure into a state of mind where darkness reaped as long as Death's scythe. His knees digging into the ground as his back lays against the seething, burning ground under him. The pieces of freshly hot rubble on his hands.

Showing his inhumane canines as he slumped his head onto the side to reveal his state of drout, staring up towards the tower.. wandering, what was in its confines. What if.. what if there was a tower of water behind it? This thought sent him down into a complete state of darkness, the flame of will burned out.. consciousness dispersed.

[Chev]

"I'm back." She greeted them with a smile, a new air of determination about her. "Where are the others?"

Both Tyran and Steel turned to look at Hikari as she walked up to them. For a brief moment the longer hair threw them off but they were able to quickly recognize her. Steel smiled. "Good to see you again Hikari." She greeted. " So far it's just Viran and Sinna in the HQ. As far as I know they're both still out cold." Tyran nodded in agreement as he stole a quick look at Steel before looking back at Hikari. "This place has been pretty much empty except for those two. We don't know where everyone else is. The only reason we're still here is to keep an eye on Viran and Sinna to be honest."

[DeathstrokeSW]

Grant

Grant sat in his apartment, his gear set on the wall in front of him, framed by a single picture of his brother, Mason. The boy thought of the last six months, of the arrival of the new valkorians, of the Sentinels. They were the new favorites of the city, having crushed the Titans in a single encounter, the likes of which was an astounding defeat. He neither cared nor pretended to care. Revenge was his only purpose, his sole driving force. He would not, COULD NOT rest until Jilocasin was in the ground.

The Titans though....In the last few months, they had shown an increasingly desperate tone, focused on regaining what they had lost. He thought about Jilocasin, the man responsible for his brother's death, The man he HAD To kill. Alone, he had no chance against him, but with the resources of the Titans....

Donning the half mask that only covered his mouth, nose and neck, and arming himself with a gun, combat knife and sword-Sensing someone else's presence, he sliced the katana behind him, only for solid steel to be met by a wall of blue energy. "Sable. You of all people should know not to sneak up on me. I can't lose another sibling."

[Mike the Bloodwolf]

A young cat was walking though the streets stealing scraps from wherever he could, the cat had blonde hair though it would be hidden in the shadow of the city as wish he could find somewhere where he belonged with others just like him. He sighed as he got more scraps to eat as that was all he could do after his parents chucked him out of the house and called him a freak and disappointment, which had hurt his feeling greatly.

[Mikalo]

When he awoke, he flexed his shoulder and stared up towards the sky.. His scales showing from his torn shirt and jacket with his digits digging into the water. The water particles swirled around his arm and into his skin.. the life in his eyes brought anew. The reincarnated feeling of hydration caused him to smile with his hands running through the back of his hair, smoothing it downward. Still.. he was troubled. Where was he from? What was his name?

Still attempting to unravel the past, he turned around and stared up towards the tower. It seemed empty to him, a place he could easily reside. He pulled on the handle of the tower door.. and no luck found him. With his enormous and newfound strength, he pulled the metal door from its hinges, electrical surges of security blasting against his scales on his fingers. This had done nothing to him, due to the power of his scales. The Atlantean walked through the hallway, as the security sirens wailed.

[Chev]

Steel and Tyran were both caught by complete surprise as the alarms from the mansion began to blare loudly. They turned to look at each other and than back at the Mansion with horrified realization. There were only two possible targets within the mansion.

Viran or Sinna. Both were almost helpless without anyone in the mansion to guard them.

"We've got company!" Tyran growled as his left hand shifted into cannon mode. "Steel. Follow me into the mansion. Hikari, keep an eye on anything moving in the windows. We'll try and intercept whoever it is before they reach the rooms where Sinna and Viran are."

Tyran and Steel both ran into the mansion through one of the entrances and Tyran's sensors began to scan the area. "intruders located. Floor one, section three. It looks like he's closest to Viran's room."

The two heroes ran through the hallways of the mansion until they found himself facing the back of an unfamiliar figure. Steel turned to Tyran. "I don't recognize him. What about you?"

Tyran scanned the figure quickly. "He doesn't match anything in my memory banks. I don't think he's hostile though. So far there are no indications he has weapons or is looking for a fight."

Tyran spoke as clearly as he could. "Please state your business and identify yourself." Hopefully whoever it was would speak and maybe his translation circuits could pick up on what this was.

[Mikalo]

When he stood there in front of the door, his muscular dark figure was overwhelmed by the fighting shadows and sunlight about his form. He breathed out as the alarms annoyingly blared out into his fish-like ears. Finally stepping onward into the hallway, he had then shown his six foot tall figure, blue skin reflecting the sunspears like a diamond. The wavelengths of light had his obsidian black hair stick out, as did his unusual and inhumane scales.. his fins residing underneath his blue forearms.

With a nervous smile, he was then showing his enhanced canines, that were sharp, and a beautiful, flawless white. He would look like a king of an imaginary world of fish-people; yet his clothes said otherwise. His pants tore at the bottom and his torn asunder trench coat wrapped around his waist and tied tightly to cover his private area. The unknown Atlantean moved his hands up, to show he had no weapon.

"I--" He hesitated, staring at the two people. "I uh, don't know my name."

"But I do know, I came here because I'm completely lost. .. Also, where are your gills?"

[Shoryu]

Emilian Jackson

The engine of a particularly loud motorcycle howled on as it sped through the street of Second city, carefully swerving between vehicles in the right lane, the rider covered up by a trench-coat, boots, gloves, and a helmet. Normally he'd avoid splitting right through highly populated areas like this, it tended to draw too much attention and suspicion, nevermind the local 'dangers' that he'd heard about, but this City was a hot-bed of activity, both normal and super, and that told him this was a very proffitable place to seek employment.

Of course, in such a place it was a terrible idea to just hire on as a rich guy's body guard or some such... no, he was hired to seek out a local group of 'heroes', the Sentinels. They are quite popular and would likely be allover any threat to the city, Naturally it was most profitable to seek out the ones who would have the most thorough chance to know where that trouble is and 'seek employment'... Even if heroes didn't tend to get paid much, nothing says he can't use the notoriety to do some side jobs.

That said... Emilian still needed to 'find' them, all he knew was 'they're in the mountains', and he wasn't about to wander allover the mountains trying to find one location. So instead, he took to zipping about the city streets on his Motorcycle, watching for trouble that may be serious enough to call out these local heroes so he could take his chance... That shouldn't be too hard in a city like this, he'd heard there's practically a new explosion every week at least.

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'Nathan'

It seemed like just another lovely day of pretending to be a totally normal human, well, as normal as one could be called while walking down the street with a mechanical looking Equine by your side holding a conversation.

"Look, Lilly, I already told you, I don't know enough about this world's materials yet to build a body inside you that can feel and taste and such... believe me I'd love to, but we'd have to find Somep- Some'one' here with advanced Cybernetics experience for that, and before then we have to have lots of money for it first... things are expensive here."
An obviously artificial but till feminine voice replied "awwww, But you made the voice box, can't you..."
"No, 'one of me' made the voice box, and the Materials here are very different from where we're from, even he wouldn't be able to do 'that' yet... it's not impossible, but it's going to take time."
"Ugh, but 'taking time' takes so looonnnng... I miss pie... and apples... and meat."
"I know, I know, and I promise I'll help with that once we're 'able' to, but first we... oh look, this 'must' be it."

They had been around for a few weeks so far, keeping a fairly tame profile and 'learning the world'... once that was done though, It seemed a good idea to find other unique individuals to acquaint himself with, and the 'big name hero group' of the time wasn't likely to accept some random stranger off the street... though the 'on hard times' group he'd been told about, the Titans, seemed like a much better chance, and with that in mind it wasn't hard to learn where they were based, it seems they'd been around for a good while, and here they stood in-front of the Mansion.

There appeared to only be a young woman standing in-front of it though, the door wide open and alarms going off somewhere inside... welp, no sense in wasting time.

They approached the front steps at a terribly leisurely pace, a pleasant smile of his face and the hollow clanking of Lilly's metal hooves on the path, and after a moment he called out. "Pardon me, Miss? I was wondering if my information is correct, is this the Home of the 'Titans'?." He paused and made an obvious show of looking over the Front of the mansion "I'm going to assume that's your 'alarm' going off and not some bizarre form of music... honestly, with some of the crap I've heard playing since I got to this city, I wouldn't be surprised."

[Chev]

"I--" He hesitated, staring at the two people. "I uh, don't know my name."

"But I do know, I came here because I'm completely lost. .. Also, where are your gills?"

Tyran's eyes flashed as his translation circuits kicked in as more data was retrieved. He turned to look at Steel. "I believe he may be Atlantian although I could be wrong." He said as his arm cannon reverted back to it's normal form. Tyran extended his arm to show that he had no weapons. "I am Tyran and I do not posses gills and neither do any of the others here." He looked over at Steel. "This is Steel. Rest assured neither of us mean you any harm."

Steel turned to look at Tyran. "What do you know about Atlantians?"

"Not much. As I said, my memory circuits are still repairing themselves. I do recall they reside underwater however."

"Do you think he might like the pool?"

"Possibly." Tyran said thoughtfully as he looked over at the stranger. "Do you require water? Someplace hydrated to stay?" He asked carefully. He knew that this technically wasn't his home but the other Titans hadn't been here in awhile. It wouldn't harm anyone if they let this one stay here for a short time.

[Mikalo]

The Atlantean watched them babble on about him. He spaced out completely with his hand on the base of chin, as one of the two unknown men waved their arms out to show they did not gills. Whilst they did this, he thought about the one unanswered question. Who Was he? He knew, now, that he was something that they called an 'Atlantean'. But where did he come from? The dire situation from hydration earlier caused him to be suspect on the ideal of himself coming from the sea..

This would, easily, make sense. He turned around to stare out the shattered window, on his cause. The sea in front of him waved as he stressed on the thought of his home. On his command of anger and frustration, he slammed his fist against the guard of the window. Immediately the water all around the Titan's manor revealed itself to be in the same mood as him. They washed over the land and moved against the windows, causing him to be soaking wet and surprised. His jet-black hair drooping behind his shoulders.

He strained, digging his fingers into the wall next to him so hard that it cracked, debris fell down next to his wet and unclothed feet. Being unscathed by the newfound storm that followed the manor above, he had been struck with a vision of his damned past..[center]

[center][center]

[center]"FOR ATLANTIS!"

The expansion of the bloodshed rang out through the waters that were washing over the surface land. Beams of pure blue energy came to spiral into the vicinity, sending other gill-armed figures back with armor pierced. In the midst of the bloodshed, a six foot warrior stood. His long, black, and spiked hair was falling down to his ankles, its long length fluttering through the sea. His Mediterranean-blue opticals shined greatly as he stepped from the depths of the shadows

Revealing himself to be in dark armor, which was swirled and decorated, covered, in Atlantis wording and art. The art's confines held the kraken's carved tentacles swirling around the torso, and all the way to the legs. In his right hand he held his long, fourteen foot sword. It was completely black with the hilt wrapped in dragged and rugged cloth, torn at its source. The circumference of the katana-based based blade was curved, so that it could catch others swords.

"Leave NO-ONE alive."

As more of the Atlanteans rose into the battle against the rebels.. the man in the middle of them twitched and thought. These rebels were people that were against his king, or, what he liked to call the king of Atlantis, Uncle Kaldrur. He was a king who was controlled by the Atlantis Council, a pawn so that the people would not rebel against them, and complain about their rule and their corrupt source in government. In these few years after the original King of Atlantis was killed by a Rebellion assassin, unfaithful guards of Atlantis went out in a full rage of stealing, and killing innocents in an outrage due to not being provided with money by the council.

Kadrel, widely known as The Council's favorite, was the soon-to-be general of Atlantis. In this battle against the rebellious Atlanteans, he was going to prove himself to the chairmen that he was ready. He jumped into battle, cutting through his enemies without remorse and removing their heads without a care in his eyes. No sympathy was sparked in his cold heart that was stuck in the deep depths of the murky sea.. With a large, blood-curdling growl, the seas came to his will and bent..

The wavelength of the light-filled sea overwhelmed the rebellious people as the army under his future command shot down the remaining people against him. The tip of his sword dug into the wet ground as he twisted his blade in his right hand. His scales deflected several beams that were directed to kill him, instead backfiring on the rebellious men and ending their lives. Blood that went across his face caused him to wipe his body
off with the cloth of a dead man beside him.

The storm dispersed around the Titan's mansion, and he turned his head to stare at the two people. Wiping his mouth, he sighed. After all the dramatic storm waves that hit the side of the mansion, he simply smiled and said:

[center]"No, I just need a place to stay."

[Reaper]

When the alarms went off, Rachel started sprinting, searching the mansion for Sinna desperately. She was not going to let the girl get hurt again so soon after waking up. Tyran and Steel were around and could hold the fort until she got Sinna to safety. No point risking injured members. She soon found who she was looking for, "Sinna!" Rachel cried out, nearly crying in relief as she found the girl and dragged her back towards the infirmary. "Come on, there's an intruder-"

The alarms were disabled then, signalling the all clear. "Huh, guess not." She relaxed and hugged Sinna tightly. "I've missed you." She whispered softly before getting bolder and kissing the mage on the lips. "And I like you too. I've waited two months to say it, you jerkface."

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Hikari cursed as she grabbed her bow and quiver from her duffel bag. Her armor would have to wait. She did as Tyran told and watched out for enemies in the mansion windows, though she found none. When they were confronted with the Atlantean, she relaxed a little after listening to the conversation between the two. She typed a few commands into her tablet and disabled the alarms. "Sensors aren't picking up anyone else who shouldn't be here." She informed the other two Titans. So it seemed they had found a stray.

"There's always room in the mansion, but I say we check him out in the infirmary first." The archer suggested, hearing Rachel's voice echoing from upstairs. If she was back here, it meant Sinna was awake. Loathe as she was to bring a potential enemy straight to the two of them, they were additional hands on their side to help if the Atlantean was hostile.

[Mike the Bloodwolf]

The cat kept moving thought out the city until he found a large mansion with a forest behind it, he cocked his head to have a closer look at it before he moved towards their trash and searched though to try and find something nicer then that little fish he had, he ended up knocking over the trash cans and then yowled at it slammed down on his tail hard and he took on bigger form made him lose his tail as he stood up and hoped no one had heard him break anything though he must admit, this tower felt strange.
He did not have long to pounder on that though as some one had heard all the noise outside of the mansion as thugs suddenly appeared and they saw the being transform as they began to say "Come on, lets beat this thing and take him to the cops. We'll be billionaires by catching one of those creature that wreaked the city" Mike growled at them but they pulled out a knife and a crowbar which made Mike shocked as they were actually going to attack him he ran but the men chased after him calling him freak and cowards. They even threw a few things at him, he felt them hit him as he felt blood come out of a few of his wounds. Mike soon found himself in the park greatly scared as the young men had never given up their chase so he had been unable to transform or anything. He was scared of them greatly and he felt like he was going to cry soon. However, he notice something ahead of him. It was Abandoned Dojo that had been said to have be hunted by a powerful Samurai grandmaster, Mike weighted up his options before he ran to the Dojo. The Men saw him and kept on chasing him, Mike smashed though the door and then hide behind a statue. The young men enter moments later and Mike was scared deeply.

[RumikoOhara]

JINX

Jinx paddled across the bay till she reached an old abandoned dock near a construction site. She stopped traffic without trying as she walked across the road from the construction site. She punched in her entry code at the gate of a You Store It facility and then walked to her 30x20 storage room and unlocked the door an then carried her surf ski inside past her Mercedes and hung it on the wall.
Her storage also being a connected Mini office Jinx unlocked the door to her office after lowering the garage door to her storage
In side was a huge Edward style Wardrobe which held some of her clothing from which she selected a roadrasher body suit made in turquoise and flaming pink. Under it she wore an Mediterranean blue an Canary yellow spandex exercise set.
She headed out of her office after sealing up and two rows over then opened another door to 10x20 storage room in which sat Shelby & Rucker Hypo Motorcycle. With a light weight S&S X-Wedge 128 c.i.d. engine with closed loop VFI fuel injection that churns out a healthy 150 bhp it is a street beast.

Jinx climbed aboard and cranked the machine and enjoyed it's warm-up as she backed it out of it's garage. She locked the storage room door and after passing through the gate was soon rolling down the highway enjoying the throbing power of the custom built machine.
She loved the feel of instant power she got from her barely tamed monster's throttle as much as the lustful stares and curious looks she and her machine gathered.
When she felt the time was right she pulled back on the gas and felt the G-Force increase as she accelerated down the road only throttled back after she reached 175 mph.
She slowed to 75 as she headed down the coast line with no real destination in mind but needed something to occupy her mind an time till she figured out her next move.