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Create-A-Hero: A Superhero RPG Season 2- New Horizons (Closed)

Character you have created:

Alias: Zero

Speech Color (Actually say what you're using): [color=0076a3][/color]

Character Alignment: Walking the line

Identity: Unknown

Character Personality: Kieran prefers to speak in sarcasm, rarely ever being serious. If he isnt being sarcastic, then he usually has an ubeat but indifferent wat of speaking. Kieran tries to be optimistic as much as possible, even in the worst situations and always tries to analyze a situation before reacting.

Uniform/costume:
1) One black, short sleeve, trench coat with collar propped up
2)Two black gloves that cover most of the forearm
3)One Black turtleneck
4)One pair of black jeans
5)Black combat boots

Origin Info/Details: Zero seems to not be able to remember anything from beyond the point he woke up. He does not know his age, his name, or anything about his past besides very small things like how to operate a vehicle, basic arithmatic, etc. One day he simply woke up and he nearly went insane. The reaosn being, the smell that penetrated his nose. He could smell so much and it was all very.......consuming. Zero opened his eyes second, after taking in all of the new and alarming smells, and awoke to see he was laying in an alley. Zero slowly stood up, careful to brush off the dirt, grime, and filth he seemed to be laying in. He walked out of the alley, supporting himself against the nearby wall to his right and covering his eyes with his left hand. The sun seemed to make his skin tingle slightly, and his body just seemed......heavy. When he walked out of the alley his mouth opened when he saw the people who went along their day pass by, and felt two points of pressure in his mouth. He felt the inside of his mouth and felt two very sharp teeth come out from his gums. Zero covered his mouth, and slid down the building wall hthat was behind him. He felt weak, exposed, and so hungry........

A random man who was passing by Zero stopped in front of him and offered him his hand. He seemed concerned, nervous, and slightly cautious. Zero looked up at the man and his vision started to blur, and he began to see red. Zero reached up with his right hand, accepting the offered hand of the stranger, when an impulse so strong he nearly puked began pumping in his body. Zero immediately retracted his hand, covered his mouth again, and stumbled hazardly into the alley again. The stranger followed Zero, somehow unconcerned with his own safety. When they were both in the alley away from prying eyes, Zero turned around and pounced on the strange man, knocking him to the ground. As the stranger desperately tried to fight off Zero, Zero noticed a vein in the strangers neck that looked so....tasty. Kieran dipped his head and bit into the vein with his new fangs and in exactly sixty seconds he drained the man of all his blood.

Zero left the body where it was, and for the next few days blood was all he could think about. He went on a small blood binge leaving behind a trail of bodies. After the next two days, Zero finished draining a young women when he sorta came to his senses. He realized what he had been doing and his blood lust left him. He sat in the dark abandoned place he lured the women into and pondered a few things about himself. He was weak in sunlight, he fed on blood, he had fangs, and at night he was a near perfect hunter with advanced sight, hearing, and he was even a bit faster and stronger. He cleaned himself up, using the womens clothes to remove the blood from his mouth, and found a place to sleep. During the day he went to the local library and found out what he was. He was a vampire.

Zero went on for the next years making a name for himself, and effectively started calling himself Zero since he knew nothing about himself. While he cared little for his lost memories, he did feel guilty about killing so many innocents. So he began working as a sort of mercenary, taking cases that went beyond the law. He still killed, but he tried to not kill when he fed. He also tried to stick with cases that were to help the good and punish the bad. Also over the course of two years, he found a Katana blade that never seemed to dull no matter how long he used it or what he cut through and learned to wield it with a mastery of skill and precise.

Hero Type (Select one): Supernatural

Power Level (Select one below): C

Powers (Be Specific):
Vampiric Vision: Zero can see extremely well during the day, and during the night even greater. During the day he can see up to one hundred meters away in clear detail except when the sun is being shined directly in his face. At night he can see up to five hundred meters or more away crystal clear. During the night he aquires a sort of night vision sense, unable to see through solid objects but still crystal clear in the night.

Vampiric Strength: During the day Zero has the strength of ten men, easily able to lift extremely heavy objects or wield his katana at fast speeds. During the night his strength is mutlipled, and his skin becomes slightly hardened so that he can punch through brick, steel, metal, and more.

Vampiric smell: Zero can smell from a great distance away, and unlike his other abilites this is not affected by sunlight. But it is affected by his hunger. He can smell the blood pumping in peoples veins and differenciate between a number of smells mixed together when full. But when he is hungry, he cannot control what he smells meaning he cannot block out unwanted aromas and he can spell someones blood a mile away.

Vampiric hearing: Zero has very well adjust hearing, and again his ability depends on his hunger rather than the time of day. Zero, when full, can hear anything within a block radius of him but he is able to tune things out or focus on a single sound. When hungry though he cannot tune anything out or single in on anything, and every seems to scream together.

Vampiric healing: Zero seems to be able to heal fast, making small cuts and incisions heal in a matter of seconds. When drinking blood even a mortal wound can be healed within seconds, and even regenerate body parts besides his head. With no blood, Zero cannot regenerate but heal from severe wounds over time.

Attributes (Select one at each category):

Height: 6'2
Weight: 180 lbs
Strength Level: When affected by the sun - 10x normal human/ No sun - 50x normal human
Speed/Reaction Timing Level: Sun - 2x normal humans/ No sun - 5x normal human
Endurance at MAXIMUM Effort: Sun - 2 hours/ No sun - 5 hours
Agility: Sun - 5x/ No sun - 20x
Intelligence: Genius
Fighting Skill: Trained

Resources: Average

Weaknesses: Zero obviously is much weaker when in contact with direct sunlight, and even when there is no sun can still be overpowered by those just flat out stronger or more skilled. He can not outrun a grenade or explosion, and cannot survive decapitation.

Supporting Characters (Does your character have a significant other? A mother? Friend? Who are they, what do they have to do with your character?): Zero has contacts and buisness associates, as well as people who owe him favors, but he has no significant other,

Sample Writing

The city was loud and quiet at the same time, loud with the roar of nightlife that enguled the entire population but quiet at the same time with the underworld of the city discreetly making their moves. People laughed and danced in the streets, consumed by the devils nectar and engulfed in their own misguided happiness. All the while people went on with their lives during the night, he roamed the streets. He quickly and swiftly walked down the sidewalks and darted around buildings through side passage ways. He had his own buisness to take care of and nothing was going to stop him from achieving his goal. He had made a promise and he intended to keep it. His dark clothing seemed to cloak him in the night, despite there being a full moon that shone brilliantly.

He traveled far for his objective and he arrived in the manner and in the time he planned. The mans destination was a gravesite, and as he stood outside the gate keeping him from simply entering he sighed. He was instantly aware he was being watched and did not appreciate the rude gesture. "You can come out", The man said out loud to who appeared to be no one,"I would prefer not to have to search for you. That would require more effort than you are worth." The man dropped the bag he was carrying and unsheathed the blade he had contained on his back. When he did a shadow like figure took shape behind him, with only the barest of color showing off the small dagger he had pressed against the first mans back.

The first man grinned, showing two fangs prortruding from his gums. He dropped his katana and quickly spun around, using his left elbow to knock the dagger out of the second mans hand. He swung his right hand in a pointed finger manner, his claw like hand flat, and aimed for the throat of the second man. As luck would favor the bold normally, she did not so in this case. The second man ducked the first mans sharp jab, throwing a punch into the first mans gut, then landing a second one. This did not phase the first man though, as he grabbed the head of the second man and kneed him hard as he simply shrugged off the punches. The second man recoiled back, falling on his back.

The first man scooped up his katana, quickly dashed forward, and layed the sharp side of the blase against the second mans throat even as the man squirmed and tried to find an opening to escape. "Why? Who ordered you to follow me", The first man asked with anger seeping out of every word. The second man simply smiled, his bright white teeth gleaming in the night. The second man, able to do this simply from suprising the first man more than anything, leaned forward more so the blade was drawing blood from his throat. Then quickly turned his head, cutting open his own throat. The first man, suprised but unmoved, stood up and swung his katana so as to throw off the blood. He walked over to his bag, picking it up with his left hand sheathing his katana with his right. He climbed up and over the gate of the cemetary, not looking back once to the stranger or even giving him a second thought. He walked for a few minutes, seemigly like he was lost but just as quickly stopping in front of a strangely marked gravestone. The headstone had weird carvings etched into it instead of a name. The first man kneeled, then brought out a bouqet of flowers from his bag. He placed them in front of the headstone and began to speak. "Sally.......its me, Zero.......its......well you know my name. You are the one discovered it, my real name.........I told you I would come back. I promised you I would. I am...so sorry I came back so late."

@nitemare shape

Conspiracy-Closed

Kieran

Appearance

Kieran woke up quickly and harshly, his body quickly jerking before he sat up straight like a board. His eyes opened quickly, taking in his surroundings. Then Kieran calmed himself, realizing where he was. He had forgotten what it was like to sleep in such a comfortable space, with an actual bed. For once he could let his guard down when he slept. Then he realized something else. Kieran turned his head then looked around the room. Where was Celerity? Kieran smiled, realizing that for once someone had snuck out in the morning from him for a change. Normally, because he traveled a lot, that was his move. Kieran got up and took a nice relaxing shower, then changed back into his usual attire.

Kieran left the compound, taking to the sky and flying around for a short while. Kieran let the wind carry him and felt the breeze on every feather that was attached to his wings. He flew around the compound, scouting the perimeter, then returned to the compound. Kieran walked through the front door, smiling brightly at the young receptionist Courtney. He greeted her, then informed him of the mail Celerity had left him and pointed him towards a manual. Kieran picked one up, skimmed it, and decided he didnt like the ending. It was truly slightly depressing. Then Kieran went over and retrieved his mail. He and Celerity were invited to......Kieran blinked a few times to try to focus on the words that were written down.

They wanted him? To go? A Nephilim? Kieran crumpled up the invitation and dropped it on the ground. Then he went to the gym, picked out a wooden sword, and began practicing his sword play.

@wick

Fire Emblem: Abyss (Open)

@dabombjk@Heckno12

Ade Daybreak

Name:
Adelinde Daybreak

Appearance:

Age:
19

Gender:
Female

Sexual Orientation:
Heterosexual

Personality:
A very timid but passionate person. Ade is strong willed when it comes to certain things. She is stubborn and it seems as if no one can get her to change her mind without her fighting back. She is also a very caring individual that desires to help save as many people in whatever way she can. Not a very good liar, but her secrets are not easy to crack open.

Starting Classes:
Villager

Bio:
Ade's life is one full of heartbreak and sorrow not by any real fault of her own. In her family she was the fifth child and only had one younger than her. At first the peasant family lived peacefully in the kingdom of Solvnir until a group of bandits descended upon the small village.

The bandits killed every man that stood up to them and even killed a few of the women and children just to break the spirits of the people. The bandits had decided they were going to kill Ade's mother and eldest sister to prove a point to the somewhat large family. Her father and two oldest brothers wouldn't stay down and accept their fate deciding for a last ditch effort to take out the bandits and run. Sadly though the men didn't even take a single bandit down. All five were then killed leaving Ade, her older sister, and her younger sister alive.

The bandits chose to make the villagers left become workers for them. The next few years were spent cleaning clothes, cooking meals, and other similar tasks. A year before the Abyss came nearly half of the camp became ill of some disease that they were unable to identify. Among that number was Ade's older sister. Any attempt to heal the sick was a miserable failure, and they all soon realized that there was only one option left. Each ill, even the sick bandits, gave up their lives so that they wouldn't cause harm to the remaining people.

After this things became somewhat easier. The bandits were now being run by someone different due to the previous leader dying among the ill. This new leader decided that they would treat their servants better seeing as they were basically the backbone of the camp. (It most certainly had nothing to do with the fact that they outnumbered the bandits 3 to 1) Before all they ever got to eat tended to be scraps, but now they had the same nourishment as some of the youngest fighters. They were given new clothes so that they weren't stuck in rags. The bandits even got them beds and rooms of their own. The slaves turned into serfs. Not that much better, but at least they had a way to survive easier.

Somehow though it seemed as if the universe didn't want Ade to have a happy life. When the Abyss came everyone in the bandit camp panicked and ran. No one even bothered to attempt fighting which caused the weaker among the camp to be brutally slaughtered like wolves had caught their prey. As soon as Ade realized what was going on she grabbed her sister and began running. They were only lucky because the two were some of the quickest in the camp from having to run back and forth between different areas of the camp during the day. Ade saw a horse tied to a post going crazy. She ran over to it and forced her sister to get on. She untied the horse, but before she could get on the horse took off.

She started to run after it but to no avail. By the time she stopped running the camp was no where in sight. She fell to her knees weeping loudly that she lost her final family member. If one were to ask her and she actually tried to answer she wouldn't have any clue how long she actually sat there. As night started to fall she could hear the noises of those monsters from behind, but she couldn't bring herself to look. Suddenly though a small group of soldiers stumbled upon her. They asked her so many questions, but she couldn't even bring herself to speak. They sat her on one of the horses and took her to the closest port sending her to the capital.

If it's to much I can easily lower the dark factor.

@alexfangtalon

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Fire Emblem: Abyss (Open)

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Empowered!!! (Closed)!

Kieran and Cori

Resigned to relax, Cori reached for her lunch just in time for her phone to buzz. She paused and sighed, scowling. Why did people only text you right after putting your phone away? The woman grabbed her phone and opened the message, her frown hardening. It was Kieran, requestining to meet up. She had given him resources and information and left him mostly to his own devices, but he was still required to check in and do paperwork and all that jazz. It was irritating, but he did exactly what the Director said he would: he proved to be a useful agent.

Sighing, she tapped a reply back, "Park. On lunch break, by the way." Without a hint of remorse at her passive-aggressiveness, she switched the phone to silent and put it away again.

About half an hour later, Kieran walked up and sat down next to Cori on the bench she was sitting on while she was on her lunch break. He gave no verbal sign or sound that he was there, just simply.....waiting for her to notice. He was on a time table because of the kid, and he still needed to find the women who kept sending him problems. Then he had his new day job and all the paper work and regulations he had to follow really kept his schedule filled, but he always had time to give out a little attitude. Sometimes. Really only when it came to Cori. And he had enough of her. Nothing had changed about his thoughts towards her but he was sick and tired of being the bad guy in this. She wanted to be mad, fine. He didnt have time to waste on her being pissed at him. Being distracted like this could get him killed at any moment.

In that half hour, she had finished her sandwich and was occasionally checking the time. Cori noticed the movement in the corner of her eye and frowned at Kieran. When he didn't say something immediately, she sighed. "What do you need?" she asked. Her tone had been laced with impatience much that week, and that moment would prove to be no exception.

Kieran, without looking or even opened his eyes, pulled out a vanilla envelope from inside his shirt and set it next to him. "That is the list of moles and more information on the Coalition I dug up. I have found and eliminated all known CIA/Coalition moles from the data that was on the server. There are a probably more that we do not know about, simply because the ones I found were the ones who had secure server access, and there are bound to be Coalition agents after me now that they know I know about them. If you dont hear from me in seventy hours its because they succeeded," Kieran said with an indifferent tone.

"As for the mission I was actually assigned, I raided the suspected Coalition base and succeeded in capturing it. No casulties, although some of the men may complaign about not seeing enough action. I tried to keep the....least....the ones less likely to survive a one on one encounter in the back but you know how men are."

Kieran stood up, pushed up his sunglasses, and brushed off his pants. "I am going to be unavailable for the next few hours by the way."

Cori eyed the envelope and looked back to Kieran, lips pursing. His assignment was no doubt handled well, and he had the proof there. Pushing paperwork would be a bitch, but she trusted he'd get it done. He was making it difficult to stay distant with him, and she wondered if she had been too hard on him over the last week. Her posture seemed to loosen up as she picked up the envelope. Her lips parted to breach the subject, but he stood and changed the subject. "What's so important?" she asked instead, brow furrowing behind the sunglasses.

Kieran pocketed his hands and turned his back to Cori. "I am going to be either be crouching in the shadows, impersonating a gangbanger, or elbow deep in the blood of the enemies of a child."

Cori's gaze narrowed and her frown returned. "What are you talking about?"

Kieran sighed but did not move. "I seem to have a fan or a stalker, who enjoys sending me trouble. It is something I could not avoid, and she is someone who prefers to stay hidden so I havent been able to stop her yet, but dont worry if I die or fail it wont come back to haunt your CIA, or your career. "

Cori's head tilted as she absorbed that and she was silent for a moment. Usually jabs at her work ethic bristled Cori, but she wasn't sure how to approach Kieran in that moment. Something seemed off and it wasn't just that his personal matters could mean his death. She eyed his back and then looked around. "Do you need help?" she offered carefully.

"Some back up would be helpful, taking down two local gangs is going to put me in a spot, but you dont worry I am not asking you. You are going to be very busy, what with the contents of the envolope, making sure the complaints against me do not hurt your reputation or connections since your my handler, and whatever else your dealing with I choose not to find out about."

Kieran gave her a two finger salute.

"Sayonara," Kieran said as he began walking away.

Cori tensed, frown deepening. She had exhausted most of their arguments, and she hated not getting the last word, but she still hesitated. Her gaze dropped down to the envelope, and then up to watch him walk away. Her fingers tapped nervously against the paper and she sighed. "Kieran, wait," she said, standing up.

Kieran stopped and turned around, keeping his eyes hidden behind his shades. "Yes ma'm?"

Well she hadn't thought ahead this far. She crossed her arms as she began slowly, "Thanks. You did well." It was stiff, but it was a start, and she could already feel warmth in her face due to embarressment. That was the easy part, and now she had to articulate her feelings. She sighed again, turning her head as she avoided looking at him. "And I know I've been...difficult," she admitted with a lick of her lips. "But I'm..." She paused again, still visibly tense as she decided on a different direction.

"You know how it's been. I thought I was better at this job than...that. Than hiring moles right under my nose." She shrugged and shook her head--she was losing her train of thought. "Whatever. So when you insisted on working with me and then you stole from my work, I just felt even worse. And like I can't really trust you. So I took it out on you a little bit, and I know I've made things harder on you even though you're doing work you don't even want to do," she continued, her words rushing together and her body tense. "So, I'm sorry."

With that, she nodded a little and finally looked to him again.

Kieran blinked, and his shades slid slightly down his nose. He was....well to say he was suprised was to wildly understate it. He hadn't expected that. He didnt need that either, especially with him about to go risk his life to save some stupid kids family from some stupid punks in two stupid gangs. Kieran thought, "Fuck how do you think I am going to react when you do something stupid like that?"

Kieran walked back over to Cori and stopped in front of her. He pushed his glasses up his face then paused, trying to think of what he should say and what he should do. Kieran raised his hand.........and slightly patted Cori on the shoulder. "I realize that. I have apologized multiple times for the many times I have caused you problems. I have even tried to rectify my mistakes, making it up to you somehow. With dinner, with info, with results."

Kieran crossed his arms. "I realize you cant trust me, and I havent done much to keep your trust, but I am not someone in the position to gain and keep the kind of trust you want. Not with my job. Not the kind of trust you want from me. I am not one o the sheeple you are in charge of. Oh wait, to atone I am one. And yes I litterally agreed to do this make it up to you. To prove I am some you can trust."

Kieran sighed. "Well if I can make it back alive from this stupid job, I will text you ok......Cori? Then we can..... I dont know...talk. If you want. I could make dinner again or something."

Kieran turned around and started walking away again.

Cori tensed and blinked as he patted her arm, and she watched him as he spoke. The tension was still there even as he ended, and she swallowed, mind searching for the words. Explaining her feelings and apologizing was difficult enough, and she found herself at a loss after his response. And he was suddenly walking away. She had offered help, but she didn't want to insist on his business, so she just slowly nodded. "You'll come back," she said, maybe assuring herself more than him, though the words were suddenly casual, cool. "It's why we hired you."

Cori couldnt see it, but Kieran smiled as he walked away hearing what Cori said.

Fire Emblem: Abyss (Open)

@aluminumdude@paulhaynek@chieri@suku@heckno12@eisenhorn@lugia@bright_ops@levias@leos klien
(This is the moving forward post, if you havent posted what you wanted to then you can backpost after this post/ EMBLEMERS F****ING ASSEMBLE)

An hour and a half later, after all supplies had been delivered to the dock and the ship they had arranged for was secured, they boarded it and made their accomidations. It was far from an impressive vessel, but the captain was one of the few willing to take them to Irinoth.

Their journey was long but not very treacherous. Over the next four days and four nights, our adventurers grew closer together as comrades, drinking together, singing songs of merriment, and learning more about each other. Some grew closer, while others realized that maybe possibly they hated another. They made a quick stop at Santorini, to buy more supplies and stretch their legs.

(YO SO THIS MOTHA F***ING PLACE IS WHERE WE BE POSTING AT FOR THE NEXT FEW DAYS. WE SPENDING AT LEAST TWO DAYS IN RP TIME IN THIS MOTHA F*CKING PLACE DEAL WITH IT YEAAAAAAAAAA)

(We know it's a bit short, but it gets the point across and has us moving. If you want to post interactions onboard the ship and stuff like that, just be sure that it's clear that was where it happened) -Heckno12

A Game of Love

Maine and Mika

Maine ran his hand through his flowing hair, brushing it out of his eyes. He pulled out his phone, thinking he should probably see about phoning home. Or rather if he could phone home at all. Maine tried, but failed, seeing that he could not. Maine held the phone above his ehad, trying to see if he could find a signal. He walked around a bit, but still with no luck. He sighed with irritation. He saw the inside of his cabin, and while it was nice, he felt like he would need more. And possibly having someone official who is able to bind legal documants would be a plus as well. Maine gave up, pocketing his cell phone, and decided on trying to venture into another point of interest. Multiple lines of personal communication. He would need to talk to more people if he was going to have a better chance of getting the best ending possible.

Mika watched as one of the other people tried, without luck, to get a cell signal.
"I'm sorry but I don't think you're going to have much luch with that. If we're were I think we are, there aren't any cell towers that will bounce back to Earth. They might be able to be used locally though? Just a thought." Mika said, biting her lip nervously. While Mika didn't know anyone else, even just by image, they boy in front of her was someone she knew. She remember her grandfather cursing their family name, she remember lots of late nights and early mornings of him trying to fix the mistake that trusting pretty man with a silver tongue, the boy in front of her's father. She remembered being so angry and so confused as to who would want to hurt her family like that, for no good reason. And yet, she couldn't muster up any of that hatred for the boy in front of her. His father had almost bankrupt her family, and yet she couldn't find any of the venom she had just spit at Nico Jenson.
"I'm Mika by the way. Your family used to do business with mine, a long time ago." Mika offered a small smile as she held her hand out.

Maine looked at the hand that was extended to him, and nearly laughed out loud. Who was this strange girl who thought she could just walk up to him and offer to touch him? But Maine reminded hismelf he needed to interact with......well she wasnt exactly a peasant. He could tell by her posture and clothing that she had money but clearly nowhere near the status his family had. Maine accepted the handshake and smiled through the pain. "Maine, Maine Aarvack. Please. Im sorry but I do not recall our familys transactions. Was it a business transaction with my father, or a beauty transaction with my mother? Forgive me but I am not mainly inserted with my own familys buisness all the time."

Mika kept the pleasent smile on her face as she continued on.
"Oh I'm sure you wouldn't remember my family, you and your mother did come visit our casino once but I sadly had other obligations to fulfill at the time. It was business with your father though, it didn't end well. It doesn't do us well to dwell on the past, it'll only breed anger." Mika didn't want to fight about it, she probably shouldn't have even brought it up.
"I fear there may be trials of a sort ahead of us, fairies do like to watch us go through paces. I should think an alliance between us might be advantages." Mika watched as he grimmaced when shaking her hand. Either because he remembered who she was, or because he thought she was too common. Which amused her, as her family was on par with his family in terms of wealth, it's just that her families wealth wasn't advertised like his was. She didn't run in the fancy circles that he thinks she should run in.

Maine smiled and nodded. "Well if you wish to allign yourself with me then you should know I plan on making my own mark on history, and now that I know of this place I plan on using whatever I can to come out on top. Whatever it takes. I dont like being a pawn by those I know nothing about."
Maine slowly recalled a faint memory, one of himself with his mother. He remembered.....something.....and it involved this young women. But Maine pushed that thought the side because it simply wouldnt help. If he did not recall it immediately then it was not worth remembering. He was a smart man, and he needed to keep his wits focused ont he present.
"That being said, I am not my father. If we do alliance with each other, no harm physically or financially will befall upon you. If I can not figure out a way to find the best outcome without stepping on others, it is not a venture worth anything."

"I must say, I'm pleasently surprised to hear you say that. I've been around enough people in your position and most do not fall far from the tree." Mika had her doubts about Maine at the beginning of this conversation, and while they weren't erased completely, his statement had gone a long way about easing them.
"I do believe that our phones will work with others in the same realm, if you want we shoudl exchange numbers just in case." Mika told him, pulling her phone out of her pocket. She had no idea if her new house would have a way to charge her phone, but it was worth a shot.

Maine took the phone, then inserted his number. He sent a text to his phone and was suprised to actually feel the vibration in his pocket. He handed the phone back and shrugged. "I guess it did work. Thank you."

Conspiracy-Closed

Kieran landed next to Celerity, and after she asked what his opinion was he closed his eyes and used his analytical mind to think of an answer. "Well we have multiple points off entry, but none are viable for stealth. The building is old, decrepit, and falling apart so any type of entrance will have visible signs of breaking and entering. If our guy thinks he is being hunted, that will spell trouble for us and anyone we are trying to help. We do not want our target become angsty or prone to flights of panic. My suggested course of action is that we start by one of us starting from the roof, then find an entrance into the attic. The other can make noises and cause a discreet distraction out here in the woods. "

Celerity nodded. "You go up and I'll try to get him out here." She pulled her hair down and messed it up and dropped to her knees. If she was going to look like she needed help from an accident she had better look the part. She rubbed some of the gravel and dirt on her knees like she had been running and fell.

"Hey, Kieran, do me a favor? Don't leave me alone with him for long. Ok?" There was something vulnerable about the way she asked him that and then it was gone.

Kieran nodded and rested a hand on her shoulder. He then unfurled his wings, flew up, and landed on top of the roof gently. He visually saw his access point, then hovered over to the side of the roof remembering that the side of the roof had quite a few loose tiles. He managed to pry quite a few tiles off the roof, gently setting them aside, then hovered down into the attic landing with a soft thud.

Celerity took a deep breath and produced some tears which weren't difficult considering how similar this house looked on the outside. She screamed and let herself fall and when she heard the door open and a man call out she slowly got herself up and limped up to the house feigning a sprained ankle.

"I wrecked my bike down the road and I think I sprained my ankle. Can you help me mister? My cell broke in the accident. Can I use your phone?"

Celerity pretended to be too preoccupied and in shock to notice the oddities in his kitchen as he brought her inside feigning his good guy demeanor. She, however, took in all the details, the kitchen was pristine, unusual for a man of his age. She noticed the knife collection he had out on the counter top. He urged her to a chair and got her a pack of ice for her foot. She put it on her ankle and then she laid her head back against the chair for a moment. Inside, her nerves were frying and she was on high alert. Even though her stomach wanted to vomit she was keeping her cool and she smiled at him and thanked him.

He nodded and seemed to be very nice to her, too nice she thought. She heard a noise and she looked at him and asked, "What was that?"

The man gave her a friendly excuse with a mysterious grin. "That was my dog, she just had puppies downstairs and she gets restless because they are getting their teeth in. Would you like to see the puppies?"

Celerity nodded as a normal girl might do and she let him help her down to the basement.

Kieran was able to move swiftly through the house undetected, seeing as how the man was distracted by his new companion. Kieran thought it was odd that such a house owned by such a man was in such a form. It was not extremly unkept, and it was not in a constant state in needed repair. Kieran focused on the objective and thought about his mission. If he was keeping a girl somehwere, where would she be? The attic and upstairs had been ruled out, simply because he had started there and sensed nothing. Kieran next thought about if there was a basement. Obviously you would not keep a kidnapped girl on the entrance floor, so a sub level was needed.

Kieran swiftly travelled downstairs and looked for a door to the basement. He decided to access deeper into his abilites, hoping Celerity wouldnt be able to sense it. He moved faster, finding the door to the basement, and travelled down. He first saw the tables with tools, used for multiple purposes. Then his eyes travelled to the big cage, with a young women trapped inside. She was unconscious and it looked as if she was curled in the fetal position. Kieran reached out to touch the door but stopped midway. He thought that the door might be trapped, so Kieran took a step back. Kierans eyes glowed blue, then faster than one could blink, he reached out and hit the door handle. It sparked for a moment, then fell slightly apart, letting the door swing open. Kieran took a step inside the cage and picked the girl up, careful not to touch the metal bars that were her cage.

When he stepped out he could hear voices headed their way. Kieran quickly hid underneath the staircase and waited.

Celerity was experiencing a deja vu moment and she forced herself to act like her ankle was hurting her badly. She figured that might make it understandable why she wouldn't want to go quickly downstairs. "I don't hear any puppies or the dog...maybe they went back to sleep. We should go back upstairs." She figured a normal girl would be getting a little frightened at this point.

"I want to show them to you and there is something else I want to show you too."

It was when he brought his arm out from behind him that Celerity sent him flying into the wall and then down the stairs as her forcefields shoved him away from her.

He came up with a knife and he made to attack her. She held her forcefield in place keeping him pinned to the wall in the corner.

"Hey, ANGEL! Did you get her?" She said keeping her eyes open all around her with her eyes on him keeping him trapped.

Kieran popped up from under the stair case, then walked up the stairs and stood next to Celerity. "I do not like being called Angel, just so you know. But yes I have the girl." Kieran looked down towards the man being held down by the force field. He was a seemingly unimpressive man, but he could feel his negative energy. He was a mortal force to be reckoned with, and he needed to be dealt with. He looked back at Celerity and could feel how hurt she was. Something had happened but he did not know what. "While I may not like the title Angel, I am descended of one. Angels are fierce champions of the heavens and they do the bidding of the holy ghost."

Kieran looked back at the man. "If you would not mind, please take the girl to safety. Leave us for a small amount of time."

Celerity took the girl and helped her up the stairs. She hoped that Kieran killed him. She knew the justice system would .....blah, blah, blah. She was so tired of hearing that. She knew there were some people the justice system could never truly make pay and this guy was one of them. She lifted the girl up and ran her up and out of the house. She waited to call anyone since she was unsure of what Kieran was going to do. She still felt the heebee jeebees and she shuddered.

The girl was only half dressed and Celerity wrapped her in a blanket she ran and grabbed off of the couch. The young woman was not speaking at all but tears fell freely from her and she hugged Celerity to her like she were her saving grace.

Celerity flashed back to her own rescue. Her mother had torn through several cities looking for her. She had done it the "correct" way until she couldn't take it anymore and since everyone had been sidetracked by the hero war she was ignored for the most part. Her mother had missed the chance to save some of her friends because she was tearing up a city looking for her. Her mom had put her above everyone else and had found her. What her mother did to the man who had taken her daughter was unfathomable. There was never any part of him left. The courts never stood a chance considering he was also guilty of at least 15 other murders.

Celerity snapped back and hugged the girl back.

Kieran walked slowly down the stairs after handing off the girl, and paused in front of the man. The criminal tried to attack, lashing out with his fists. Kieran easily could have dodged, but chose to use fear tactics. He let the enemy's fist land, showing how unaffected he was. The criminal fell back, trying to scoot as far away as possible.

Kieran walked over and crouched in front of the man. "You are guilty of entrapping and enslaving a human being. I would say fellow human being but as you have clearly demonstrated you are not a human being. By my ancestry I can see the evil you have left in your wake, and you will leave even more in the future. Death would be an escape and if you went to hell you would simply become a demon. So I shall sentence you to a fate worse than death."

Kieran stood up, and instantly his eyes shined blue and strange blue markings enveloped over his body. Kieran leaned down and pressed his palm into the mans chest.

A small amount of time later, Kieran walked out of the house with the criminal following obediently behind him, eyes devoid of life.

Celerity looked at the man and the young woman screamed and clutched at Celerity even tighter. "What did you do to him?" She asked him in wonder at the man's state.

Kieran looked at Celerity. "The only logical thing to do with my skillset. Killing him would have sent him to hell, and he would have become a demon. Sending him to jail would have done nothing, except prolong his life and time before becoming a demon. So.....I destroyed his soul by accessing the power of the heavens. Slightly difficult thing to do, and it does not work on an innocent. Only on those who are truly evil or a blight on humanity. He will spend the rest of his life as a withered husk, then when his body dies.....nothing happens."

Celerity thought about it a moment. "So we call the police now and tell them what? We could tell them the truth but I don't think that would be a good idea. I don't think they would let that go unpunished. She needs medical attention and the cops will be looking for him when she turns up so what do we do with him? Tell them he hit his head and became like this?"

She waited to hear his answer.

Kieran looked at the girl who was truly the victim. "I believe that is for her to decide. You were his vicitim, and while you may not get an emotional response you may recieve some vengeance if you wish. Would you prefer us to spare this husk.....or would you like to end it youself?"

The young woman was staring at the man who had held her captive for months. The man who had cut off two of her fingers and an ear and sent the pieces to torture her mother with and she said with so much hatred there was not any doubt of her vengeance.

"Burn him and the house to the ground. I'll say I did it. No one in the world punish me for it."

The girl begged them. "Please...I can't live if I know he is still out there no matter what state of mind he has."

Celerity looked at her and then at Kieran. "Ok." She said.

Kieran nodded. "If that is the manner of execution you wish then so be it, but the world will not see you like this. You are young. I can rig it so that it would look like in a scuffle between myself and him we started a fire and he burned alive. If you would like to watch you can, but if not I am sure your mother would be delighted to see you when you go home."

Celerity nodded and dialled 911. The story they told the cops was that the two men fought while Celerity rescued the girl and the house caught fire in the process.

After seeing the young woman into the ambulance and telling the police what "happened" Celerity watched the house burning as the fire department arrived. She saw Kieran speaking to someone answering questions and she headed back to the hq at top speed. When she entered her room to change she was shaking. She put on her bathing suit so she could get into the hot tub. She just wanted to drown out the memories. Grabbing a bottle of whiskey she headed to the hot tub. Easing into the water she closed her eyes and drank straight from the bottle and sighed.

Kieran spoke with the officers who first arrived on the scene, but he honestly felt like he may have muddled things a bit. He normally speaks well, but the entire time he spoke with the officers he was short and sour with the officials. He gave only small details, and basic recordings of his actions and gave no record of his personal feelings regarding the matter. Kieran smiled and saw off the girl in the ambulance, then flew off before he could be questioned more, slightly annoyed he was ditched by Celerity but not really caring. Kieran unfurled his wings and took off at normal speed, landing back at the Compound.

When he arrived home tried feeling out where Celerity might be. Kieran went back to his room and activated his comlink. "Celerity come in. Where are you?"

She almost didn't answer. She felt guilty and ashamed and she didn't know what to tell him. She sighed.

"I'm in the hot tub over by the pool."

Kieran quickly walked over to the pool area, and saw Celerity over in the hot tub. He averted his gaze from the very well figured body visible in the hot tub and walked over to her. He leaned against the wall and kept his gaze averted. "Why did you leave so quickly? You were more suited to answering questions than I. As well as more of a leader."

She pulled the whiskey bottle off of the side and took a swig of it. "I wasn't needed and you looked like you were okay. The girl was gone so I took off. Sorry if it bothered you but it was a little too close to home for me."

She eyed him a moment. "Come into the water, it feels great."

Kieran was hesitant, but slowly undresses himself mostly. He took of his jacket and upper clothing, then removed his boots and pants. He left his under garments on, and let his wings unfold revealing two dark as midnight wings with a medium wingspan. Kieran slowly slid into the water on the opposite side of Celerity. At once the water seemed to soothe his muscles, and he let out a small moan. He kept his eyes closed but spoke. "So....back during the mission, I....felt your emotions somewhat. You were...scared, upset, angry........but why? It seemed more than as if you simply cared for the girls safety."

Celerity took a longer swig from the bottle and offered him some. She felt the tears and fought them back. "I was kidnapped 5 years ago by a serial killer. After I was rescued I vowed to help find as many victims like me that I could....I don't want anyone to go through that. It's too....life altering. It ruined my life, my future, my friend's and family's future and it just changed me."

"There are no correct words I could use to respond, so all I can say is I am glad that what you went through did not destroy you. You are a magnificently strong individual. How did you come by this place?"

Celerity actually laughed at his words rather sardonically. "No, I'm really not. I used to be a great leader, ready to follow in my mother's and father's footsteps and now...now I'm a recovering addict thanks to that horrific event. I'm here because my mother wants to be able to keep an eye on me and she wants me to be ME again and I'm not so sure I can even find me inside of me...." Celerity stood up in the water agitated and very tipsy drunk at this point. She had drank almost half of the bottle of whisky already.

"My name is Rachel Monaghan. My parents are Tommy Monaghan and Bellisima. These HQ' are the "family" business so to speak and and I wasn't here to help when they needed me and my mother the most and now...." The rest of her words were slurred so badly that she was inaudible. Celerity tried to climb out of the hot tub but was having trouble.

Kieran stood up in suit and held his arms out, slightly catching Celeritiy's arms. He tried to help her keep her stability. "Maybe you should not move so quickly, you may cause more unintended damage than would be worth it."

Kieran brought her closer to him, then flew up into the air, landing on the ground next to the hot tub.

Celerity focused her mind as a thought occurred to her. "So flyboy why do you care? It might be better if something did happen to me." She stopped, horrified at her own words. "I didn't mean that. It would mean that they died in vain." She said the end of this sentence so softly if he had been further away he would not have heard it.

Off balance ,she misstepped and clung to him a moment as she righted herself. Realizing she was drunk she started to cry and stumbled to her room. Her scanner wouldn't recognize her red eyes and it wouldn't let her in her room. She slid down the wall and stared at the wall.

" I've got to get it together." She said softly.

Kieran followed behind Rachel, but kept his distance. He was half naked and she was in her bathing suit, so he thought that right now would not be the best situation to be caught in by others. But she was drunk and.....well in need. She was very obviously distraught. When she realized that she couldn't get into her room, he leaned against the wall next to her. "Would you like to go to my room while we wait for your eyes to clear? I only have a single bag so there isnt much stuff cluttering my room."

Opening her eyes she nodded and said, "Yes, I suppose that would be a good idea. So tell me about you. I've already told you too much about me considering how long we've known each other." She got to her feet by some kind of miracle and she put her arm through his more so that she would stay on her feet than anything. She chuckled to herself and said, "You look cute in just your underwear." Realizing that she had said that out loud she stopped and couldn't look at him partly because she was too embarrassed and partly because she was hoping that lightning would strike her at that moment.

Kieran helped her put her arm around his shoulder and they walked down the hall. As they walked he spoke. "There isnt really much more to me than what I have already told you. I am the offspring of an angel, whoever he was, and a human woman."

Kieran scratched the back of his neck.

"Ive travelled very far, mostly having to because people cast me out when they find I am Nephilim."

Celerity grinned at him and said, "Well that is their stupidity. Can't get much better than angel blood. They don't know what they are missing. I guess I'm grateful that they are afraid of you or don't know your worth because if they did I'd still be in the hot tub either drinking or drowning." She giggled and laid her head on his shoulder as he opened the door.

Kieran smiled, slightly blushed, and walked them both inside his plain, simple room. "Home sweet home for me now." Kieran walked them over and set Rachel on the bed. "I um...hope this is comfortable to you. I....apologize for my lack of clothing as well ma'am."

Rachel giggled and scolded him. "Ma'am? You aren't younger than I am and I am way too young to be called ma'am." She slipped under the covers and she pulled off her bikini and tossed them on the floor next to the bed so they could dry. She wrapped the blanket around herself and looked at the clock. She had to squint to see the numbers. "Why does drinking make a person blind as a bat when they look at the clock? I never understood that in anatomy."

"Don't be afraid. Get into bed but you have to stay on your side. I won't attack you, I promise. I'll keep my hands to myself. I'm afraid I traded one addiction for another. Got off of the drugs the killer got me hooked on and now drinking like a fish....I'm better than this I swear I am.. or at least I was."

She yawned and pulled his side of the bedcovers back and she patted the bed near her. "I hope I am again and soon. You all deserve a leader better than I am right this minute."

Kieran sat upright on the other side of the bed, above the covers, then softly ran his fingers through her hair. He gently kissed the top of her head. "You should not push yourself if you do not feel as if you are ready. Trying to be when you are unprepared will cause more damage than otherwise. But do not forget you have teammates who are here to help you."

Kieran had a roller coaster of thoughts flying through his head. How had he gotten himself in this situation?

She sighed and said, "Now you sound like my father. Please don't sound like him. I'll feel even more guilty. He always kisses my forehead and tells me not to push if I'm not ready."

Kieran blinked and sighed, unsure of what to do or say. He figured he was trying to be too.......nice he figured. Too angelic. Maybe his human side needed to take over. Kieran moved his position so he was facing Rachel more. "My apologizes. Truly have no words to help ease your pain. Perhaps though, hours of energetic and active sexual intercourse could help ease your mind?"

Celerity wasn't sure if she heard him right but when she caught the look in his eye she guessed she had. She laughed and climbed out of the covers and slid next to him and began kissing him.

Kierna cupped her cheeks with his hands, then slid on top of her and slid in between her legs. He threw off his under garments and........

FADE INTO BLACK

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Man, take some melatonin and relax. I love you for this but god damn I feel like you'll give yourself a heart attack if you're like this normally.

@Levias

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@dabombjkAwh man, the Tourge corporation installed that beep-box on his keyboard :/
And yeah, I'll post tomorrow sometime to finish Li's thoughts up.

@Leos Klien

POST NOW YOUR CHARACTER IS INTERACTIN WITH MINE MOTHER F***ER