Hitman

《 H. E. R. O. 》

Chapter III

Heroism Without Class

In a city like Castleburg, with its large size and supervillain abundance, it's sometimes difficult to be able to make a splash in the world of heroism on your own. That's why HERO Official Groups began. HERO Official Groups, or HOGs, as they're affectionately called, are teams of heroes that are officially sanctioned by HERO to exist as a sort of microcosm of HERO. On the surface, joining a HOG doesn't offer too many tangible benefits, outside of being able to use their headquarters (normally a rented-out building somewhere in Castleburg) and having a team guaranteed to help you out on most missions. In truth, though, the greatest benefit of a HOG is the publicity. Joining a group allows you to join the group identity and bask in more media attention than many heroes will ever get while going solo. As Helen Keller once said, "Alone we can do so little; together we can do so much." Indeed, joining with a group is a solid way to find more fame, and no group has mustered more fame than the Wings of Law.

The Wings of Law are are the A-listers of the HERO community. They're the buzz on social media, television, the news, everywhere. The Wings of Law are almost undoubtedly the most famous organization in all of HERO, and its legendary Big Three- Seraph, Mr. Impressive, and Sea Serpent- are the crem de la crem. The organization started in 2013 by a young Seraph who had just taken down the A+ tier elusive megavillain, Darkshadow Punchmaster. After the powerful villain was taken down by a bold Seraph, he found himself basking in tons of media attention from the takedown, and used his fame to help form the Wings of Law. He recruited his then-girlfriend and fellow powerhouse Sea Serpent along with playboy Kingsdale hero Mr. Impressive to solidify the organization.

The three of them demonstrated a remarkable synergy, and a few years and several high-profile defeats later, their fame had snowballed into becoming the most well-known organization in HERO. As the fame continued to grow, the power got to their heads. Mr. Impressive, a formerly flirtatious but fairly sane person, devolved into what can only be described as an oversexed nutball, albeit a rich, beloved one. Seraph used his looks and fame to begin a large number of infidelities, and Sea Serpent grew more distant, jealous, and cold because of this, watching helplessly as her once loving relationship deteriorated before her eyes into nothingness.. The organization, once an elite team of villain-busters, began to slowly become more and more about keeping media attention than actually fighting crime.

The organization's headquarters is the exclusive Club 27, a Kingsdale club that is shrouded with secrecy for non-members and is one of the most sought-after locations in all of Castleburg. From this HQ, the Wings of Laws and their ranks of roughly 25 heroes, mostly high-tier and wealthy, engage in hedonism and bask in media affluence. The Wings of Law have some skeletons in their closet, though. People who do enough digging can find several shocking facts about the Wings of Law. The most notable example of this is the 2029 during the "Riptide Boy" case. According to the known facts of the case, Riptide Boy embarked on a job that had been "reserved" by the Wings of Law. Upon discovering this, Wings of Law senior member Rainbow Dancer brutally assaulted the boy and left him for dead in an Arachula nest. Despite testimony by Riptide Boy and some security footage, the Wings of Law's influence and some very good defense lawyers acquitted Rainbow Dancer, and he was reinstated to HERO. These types of actions, while not as severe, are quite commonplace in the Wings of Law. They resort to brutality and malice when all other options are exhausted.

The slogan of the Wings of Law is "Heroism with Class," but it's clear to see that with the Wings of Law, they certainly don't abide by their own advice.

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_{July 4th, 2033
von Brandt Family Residence
Passenger Island, Castleburg}

It was the Fourth of July, and Blake von Brandt was having the time of his life.

Considering that it was a very festive, very important holiday in America, Blake wanted to do something big this Independence Day. When he got a voicemail from is dad, saying that he would be upstate attending some sort of gathering with some old police friends at an old lodge, Blake wished his old man the best before immediately sending a text to everybody he thought might come, informing them that they'd be having a party at his dad's house. Blake did feel somewhat bad trashing his dad's house for every party they had, but his childhood home was a nice place and one of the few that Blake had access to that could accommodate a large number of people. Besides, he cleaned up after everybody the next morning, anyway. It was fine.

A solid majority of the people that Blake had texted showed up that Fourth of July. He had extended the message to all of his good friends in HERO, along with the Destiny Knights, most of whom Blake got on with pretty well, as well as a few other miscellaneous heroes that he had thought of that Blake liked. The house was packed as people flooded in. Beer cans were littered across the floor, large boxes full of craft beer placed throughout the house. Outside, some heroes were out in Roger's new pool, a few of the Water Hero Squad (Blake had only invited one of the older members, and obviously the rest had tagged along) playing with their abysmally weak water powers. Inside, most of Blake's friends along with the Destiny Knights and a few other heroes were all nursing drinks and talking. Grace emerged through a portal wheeling in several large boxes full of fireworks, firecrackers, and other sparklers. City of Castleburg strictly prohibited all of these items, but Blake had egged Grace to travel quickly to Pennsylvania and purchase the fireworks there. Grace had refused vehemently, insisting it was immoral and dangerous for her to travel so far with her powers, until Blake told her that Tom would think she was cool if she did so. She was gone moments later.

As Grace unloaded the fireworks outside, Blake was inside, a Sam Adams lager in his hand. He had been a good boy for the past couple months, uncharacteristically so, and his collateral damage numbers had actually shrank significantly. Powers had even called him up to his office to commend him, something that had never happened before. Now that it was the Fourth of July, though, he had chucked his morals straight out the window and had become completely and utterly wasted. He was laying on his dad's couch, bottle in hand, as he spoke to Overload, an electricity-based hero wearing a black-and-yellow metal suit who was in a similarly inebriated state. He rambled drunkenly, tripping over his words as he spoke. "America is soooo fucking awesome. Founding Fathers were the best. The British were being bitches and shit, so you know what we did? YOU KNOW WHAT WE DID, OVERLOAD?! We fucking kicked their asses! America!" Blake exclaimed as he sank into the couch, before pressing the bottle to his face and guzzling some beer. He then began to loudly sing "America, the Beautiful" in a very drunken manner. Blake was normally not a bad singer, but it was clear that alcohol affected the "pitch recognition" part of his brain as he belted through the patriotic hymn.

Meanwhile, Grace was standing outside, sipping a Riesling pineapple spritz (courtesy of Soda Boy, the king of all parties) as she looked down at the teens splashing around in the pool. It was just past 9, meaning the sun had set a half-hour ago, and the kids currently looked like idiots. She sighed as she sipped her drink. She was fine with small groups, which was what she had expected when she showed up, but she was rather out of her element in this fairly crowded party, and her introverted self was on full display. She awkwardly shuffled into the corner, sipping her drink, as she watched the chaos outside.

Meanwhile, Blake had vanished making a fool of himself and was now playing down on the couch, legs propped up, as he looked at the TV screen. The local news was currently focusing on outside shots of the swanky, elaborate Club 27 and the Fourth of July elite party that was going on over there. Blake groaned and turned off the TV. "Who the fuck wants to go to a Wings of Law party? They probably eat olives with gold toothpicks or some shit. BORING! Captain Gizmo!" Blake yelled out as he stood from the couch, looking around. "Where the hell are you? Jesus, I'm drunk..." he muttered as he swayed slightly on his feet, looking around. "Gizmo?" he asked again, before turning around to see the tall hero, wearing his hero suit that was covered in machinery, a pair of thick green goggles over his eyes, his black hair sprouting out from under a party hat. Gizmo waved to Blake, who grinned back. "There you are, buddy! Hit us up with some music!"

Gizmo nodded as he pressed a button on his suit. From his back, a device popped out and rolled across the room, before expanding into a futuristic-looking speaker. Club music began to pound out of the speaker as Blake grinned, taking another swig of his beer. "Now that's what I like! Music, booze, beautiful girlfriends...hey, muffin, where the hell did you go?" Blake staggered through the crowded living room, looking for his significant other, clearly having had way too much to drink so far.

Grace, who was looking in through the glass sliding door, sighed and shook her head as she drank her watered-down cocktail. "Wings of Law don't seem so bad after all..." she said quietly to herself as she looked down at her clear drink, shaking the liquid inside before finishing off the glass. She sighed. She should really try to find somebody to talk to.

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《 H. E. R. O. 》

Hello yet again. I Updated Alpha's profile but sorry for this double post.

Alpha / K Nine

Name
Unknown

Hero Name
"Alpha" and "K Nine"

Gender
Male

Age
22

Date of Birth
July 14

Physique
Alpha stands around 6'2" and looks to be in tip top shape. Orange hair and brown eyes. While he does wear normal civilian clothing, he also wears uniforms similar to the one in the picture above as well as SWAT uniforms in case he needs to suddenly deploy.

Blood Type
A+

Occupation
Government trained now turned Hero.

Side
Hero

Affiliation
H.E.R.O.

Tier
C

Personality
Because of his experiences, Alpha is the quiet type. While he tends to keep to himself, his work and anything he's doing during his downtime, he does speak when addressed by superiors and those who outrank him or anyone he's used to being around for a bit. He actually communicates a lot during jobs, missions and similar physical activities.

While he does avoid socializing, it's said that he knows how to hold a normal conversation. His problem though is his lack of emotion when doing so. Some would say that he "sounds" indifferent in terms of his voice. Some say he sounds bored, depressed or just like a robot following the rules or protocol. His body language also sometimes shows military-like behavior: he always salutes those of high rank even in Hero circles like Hugo and Christina for instance if they just happen to walk by him or addressing him. He also holds alot of respect to those without superpowers but still do dangerous work like police, SWAT, medics, etc, stating that they are real heroes.

He also perfers passive approaches to problems if they are availiable to him. While he's not the best tatician, he does agree to a well-laid plan over just blinldly rushing in. If the opportunity presents itself, he'd rather outsmart opponents rather than overpowering them or preparing a plan of attack rather than "going all in". In other words, he perfers brains over brawn.

Alpha, for a better or lack of a term, is a stiff person but means well in the long run. He just has trouble showing his emotions where it counts.

Backstory
Much is classified of the government trained hero named Alpha or K Nine in law enforcement circles. Why a super such as him was placed in a government trained program over, say, Hero One, is also a mystery in itself. It's said, though, that Alpha had come from a normal mother and father but both had jobs with the military. The father being a soldier and the mother a medic.

But for those who dig a bit into it, they would discover these general details.

Back in the day, a drug cartel was starting to make it's rounds in some of the major cities. It's said that this cartel was smuggling some new stuff to supervillians and it was so bad that Alpha's father was helping lead a squad at the time and they had tracked a shipment of the stuff to an abandoned building somewhere in New York. His team raided the place and secured both the drugs as well as the criminals guarding it. But what they didn't know about was that said criminals were being led by a secret supervillian behind the scene's.

And said supervillian wasn't happy.

The supervillian soon got information about Alpha's dad which led him to his home...at the time the supervillian showed, a young Alpha was with a babysitter. And when the supervillian was about to send a deadly message at his expense...he awakened to his powers. It's said that Alpha had launched an explosive wave of energy from his own body that did little structural damage to the home but badly injured the babysitter.

But it killed the supervillian. Records aren't clear but it's rumored that Alpha was only six years old at the time of that event and it traumaized him for life.

Afterwards, it's said that Alpha's parents did their best to help their son recover using their military connections. Soon, it led to him being transfered to private schools while growing up. But as the parents feared, the incident took it's toll on him. Sure, he got excellent grades and still managed to advance in his education but it left him isolated. Anti-social. It seemed as if he was afraid of others but in truth, he was afraid of hurting others...or worse.

And that's how it pretty much went till his highschool years. It was then that Alpha had made a request to train using his powers. His parents did note the lack of feeling he had when he made that request but saw in his eyes that he couldn't keep living his life like this. So, during whatever free time during his four years there, he trained with an unidentified military trainer to help manage his educational studies along with his powers.

But then, things took a turn when Alpha was "recruited" to be apart of a new team of superheros after his senior year graduation. The US Government wanted to have their own team under their command in case of "extreme circumstances" as they put it. Of course, Alpha's parents protested but Alpha had willingly agreed. Of course, due to the lack of trust between between the government and hero groups like H.E.R.O. and I.C.O.S.A., such a team would most likely be flagged and disbanded. So the group was field tested in secret.

It started off simple enough. Alpha was always sent within US broders to various cities to assist "normal" law enforcers like police and SWAT with any problems they may have. But everything took a bad turn one day when he and his team were sent to resolve a hostage crisis. A bank robbery had gone bad and a group of four masked gunmen had managed to force their way into a subway station. One of the criminals had managed to start up a subway train and got it moving till it was somewhere in between two subways stops in some random dark tunnel. Since it was reported that the criminals themselves were non-superpowered but had an unknown number of hostages, Alpha and his team were sent in as "SWAT" operators to help resolve the matter. It went smoothly till one of the four managed to escape the train after the team had secured the train and the other three gunmen with all the hostages alive and not harmed, litterally running for it down the dark tunnel. Alpha responded first and pursued and, to his surprise, the gunmen revealed himself to be a low level supervillian that was later I.D.ed as "Third Rail". An electicity user, he litterally lived up to his name and fought Alpha by manipulating the electrial energy from the third track rail and firing them at Alpha. Thanks to his aura though, Alpha was able to resist the attacks and was able to defeat him. Unfortunately, local hero's had just managed to catch up to Alpha and had just witnessed the fight.

They immedately reported Alpha and his team. While I.C.O.S.A. immedately blew the whistle, they did appreciate the professional work they had done. They were, however, detained until further notice as punishment for accepting a position on a unauthorized superhero team. Even the US Government denied any involvement with the team and the case was immedately dismissed. After some time, the other team members were released but Alpha refused to leave.

"...I messed up again...", he simply said.

That's when Alpha was then released but sent to Castleburg. Apparently, Alpha was just accepted into the H.E.R.O. team by special recommendation from his parents. Perhaps understanding that it was to help him rather than punish him, Alpha accepted and joined Hero One.

Power
"Ki Control" - A rather bland superpower, Alpha has the ability to "weaponize" or "manipulate" his own bodies energy like you may see in cartoons and anime. He's still currently learning on the various ways he can use it but at the moment, he can use it to generally power himself up slightly with an aura around his body to "super soldier" like levels. He can also use it for defense to help block attacks. Even bullets bounce off him if he prepares for it. He can also highten his senses: his vision, hearing and smell can be enhanced. Plus, he learned how to heal himself with his power. He's also been training to heal others with his power but he hasn't perfected that technique yet. And while some say he could even do an actual "fireball" attack from video games, Alpha had said that it was "a waste of energy compared to firearms". He's still learning so other abilities may present itself along the way.

OTHER
Despite most of the info being classified, vague or lacking many details, it's rumored that Hugo Powers and Christina are fully aware of Alpha's history and might even know his parents. It's said that Alpha was transfered to Hero One to learn how to be a more "normal" person when not on duty. Since joining, he's actually developed hobbies with playing video games and listening to music. Hence you usually see him with a headset in the picture above sometimes when listening to any sort of music.

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Alien Angel

Name
Terra Armstrong (Doesn't know her real name if any.)

Hero Name
Alien Angel

Gender
Female

Age
18 (Or so she guesses.)

Date of Birth
Doesn't know.

Physique
Terra stands 5'8" and while she doesn't talk about her weight, she looks incredibly slim and has green eyes. She has blonde hair but often dye's it green as a cover. Because she's always on the move, she'd wear just about any sort of female clothing or even some male's for a tomboy appearance. Her alter ego state has her with pink colored skin and hair with red eyes with not too much of a physical appearance in sizes.

Blood Type
Doesn't know.

Occupation
Vigilante

Side
Hero

Affiliation
None (Currently)

Tier
C

Personality
Once a shy individual, Terra is now quite outspoken. She's not afraid to speak her mind which has caused her to get into trouble in certain cases. Sometimes in the heat of combat, she also shows signs of anger if she's pushed too far due to her upbringing and horrible experiences which are explained below.

She also has trouble with authority. Hence the reason for her occupation. Terra's experiences had led her to believe that the rules are there just for the bad guys to take advantage of. So she works behind the scene's most of the time. She doesn't do the job for the glory or recognition but to keep others from going through the same fate she went through like any superhero with a tragic past. But it's because of this that she has trouble working with those that have to be "control freaks" as she puts it.

To sum it up, Terra is a big mouth and a rarely-shown temper but with a heart of gold. She will stick up for the little people who get bullied regardless of who the bully is.

Backstory
For Terra, life was the ultimate joke. At least, that's how she saw it since even she can't recall much before being stuck in a random lab being experimented on.

Similar to perhaps another H.E.R.O., Terra was one of perhaps many test subjects done to splice "Leftovers" with human DNA to create a new lifeform. Terra was, sadly, one of those test subjects. The pain...the experimentation...it was so much that her mind was shattered until accepting the fact that she was no longer normal even when compared to others with superpowers.

Even if she still "looked" human.

There, in that hidden lab, she was subject to countless routines. Running till absolute exaustion. Training against detained Leftovers that the scientists there somehow caught and preserved for combat tests. All of which she was brutalized but still lived despite the injuries taken. She had wished it had all ended at many points. That her life would just end.

But for some reason, it was replaced with anger...a "silent" anger.

Eventually, she had kept her wits about her. For one, she had heard a scientist say that she was a "successful" experiment but weren't sure in what way. Other than perhaps a minor healing factor, no other powers or physical changes in apperance were present. But that her blood and the other "Leftover" one had mergered perfectly. Hence why she didn't need to be on constant life support like others have. Still, they continued their routines with her. Hoping for perhaps some sort of breakthrough.

And they sure as hell got one.

One day, she was drugged up with some new experimental drug at the time called Isolene and put on many restrains. One of which was a straight jacket and handcuffs of all things on both her hands and feet. Pretending to be doped up from the amount of Isolene used, she heard them saying that they were abandoning the lab, stating that the "main lab" had been compromised and they were moving all "vital" test subjects to new locations till further notice. Terra was mostly isolated so she didn't know how many other "vitals" there were. But now, it seemed things were falling apart for her captors. Sad as it was, she had to worry about herself.

Then, during one night two or so years ago in New York, many reports were being called in to 911 operators that citizens had heard an inhuman scream and something flying through the air in the night sky of New York. Some time later, a random group of Hero's had found an unmarked dark van completely knocked over on it's side. Around it were injured and armed criminals with fracture injuries and two badly injured scientists that were suspects in illegal experimentations. All of them scared out of their minds. There was also a torn up straight jacket along with pairs of broken handcuffs.

Then, stories were being told around New York about a pink monster that preyed on anyone who saw it. But at the same time, how majestic it looked. Due to the sheer number of sights and cases that came forward involving it, both criminals and even law enforcement gave it a name.

"Alien Angel" was born.

Powers
Transformation - It took some time but Terra has learned to control her appearance between her human self and her "Leftover" self. Though when in human form, she still retains her minor healing factor as well as increased resistances to harmful drugs and diseases.

But when she transforms, she gains the ability of flight and becomes slightly stronger and tougher than a normal human. However, she becomes incredibly quick. Both her running and flight speed have her going around 80 mph. Her senses of smell, sight and hearing go up as well as gaining sharp claws on both her hands and feet.

Other
Terra is a drifter but she goes to places where there's trouble. She does any odd jobs to maintain any financial stability but tries to keep it "legal". Once in awhile despite her trouble dealing with such kind of people, she secretly meets with "normal" random law enforcements and, for some cash and assuming they don't try to shoot her first, helps them catch any petty criminals they have trouble dealing with behind the scene's. She tells no one but her personal goal is to find any other labs and shut them down since she figures the experiments didn't stop. She even heard a rumor about an organization called "Zero" that had invested in such experiments but after some research, assumed it was just a boggieman story...

@DarkRecon

I like how Alpha came out! My one recommendation is that you read through the bio again, there were a couple small redundancies in there, but outside of that Alpha looks good to go! I'll read through Terra's after the arc gets started- still need to finish that intro post, haha.

《 H. E. R. O. 》

Thanks for the feedback Hitman ^_^. Here's an update with some color and a few tweaks to certain pieces of info on both characters. I also apologize if you see any bbccode showing. I was trying to work on making it more colorful but wasn't sure if I used them correctly. I'll be editing this post if anything looks off. Anyways, here's attempt two.

Alpha / K Nine

Name
Unknown

Hero Name
"Alpha" and "K Nine"

Gender
Male

Age
22

Date of Birth
July 14

Physique
Alpha stands around 6'2" and looks to be in tip top shape. Orange hair and brown eyes. While he does wear normal civilian clothing, he also wears uniforms similar to the one in the picture above as well as SWAT uniforms in case he needs to suddenly deploy.

Blood Type
A+

Occupation
Government trained now turned Hero.

Side
Hero

Affiliation
H.E.R.O.

Tier
C

Personality
Because of his experiences, Alpha is the quiet type. While he tends to keep to himself, his work and anything he's doing during his downtime, he does speak when addressed by superiors and those who outrank him or anyone he's used to being around for a bit. He actually communicates a lot during jobs, missions and similar physical activities.

While he does avoid socializing, it's said that he knows how to hold a normal conversation. His problem though is his lack of emotion when doing so. Some would say that he "sounds" indifferent in terms of his voice. Some say he sounds bored, depressed or just like a robot following the rules or protocol. His body language also sometimes shows military-like behavior: he always salutes those of high rank even in Hero circles like Hugo and Christina for instance if they just happen to walk by him or addressing him.

Alpha, for a better or lack of a term, is a stiff person but means well in the long run. He just has trouble showing his emotions where it counts.

Backstory
Much is classified of the government trained hero named Alpha or K Nine in law enforcement circles. Why a super such as him was placed in a government trained program over, say, Hero One, is also a mystery in itself. It's said, though, that Alpha had come from a normal mother and father but both had jobs with the military. The father being a soldier and the mother a medic.

But for those who dig a bit into it, they would discover these general details.

Back in the day, a drug cartel was starting to make it's rounds in some of the major cities. It's said that this cartel was smuggling some new stuff to supervillians and it was so bad that Alpha's father was helping lead a squad at the time and they had tracked a shipment of the stuff to an abandoned building somewhere in New York. His team raided the place and secured both the drugs as well as the criminals guarding it. But what they didn't know about was that said criminals were being led by a secret supervillian behind the scene's.

And said supervillian wasn't happy.

The supervillian soon got information about Alpha's dad which led him to his home...at the time the supervillian showed, a young Alpha was with a babysitter. And when the supervillian was about to send a deadly message at his expense...he awakened to his powers. It's said that Alpha had launched an explosive wave of energy from his own body that did little structural damage to the home but badly injured the babysitter.

But it killed the supervillian. Records aren't clear but it's rumored that Alpha was only six years old at the time of that event and it traumaized him for life.

Afterwards, it's said that Alpha's parents did their best to help their son recover using their military connections. Soon, it led to him being transfered to private schools. It was sometime later that Alpha began training to control his powers at private military facilities. It's not clear what specifically happened during his time training and growing up but because of the incident, his parents made sure nothing about Alpha's personal history was revealed for fear of "vendetta's" from those wishing to do harm to either him or his family.

Then, years later, word quickly spread about a government trained hero who took the time to help normal police officers and related law enforcement agencies across the USA from investigations to raids on suspect locations. It was because of this that he was then transfered and accepted into the H.E.R.O. program at Hero One by special recommendation.

Power
"Ki Control" - A rather bland superpower, Alpha has the ability to "weaponize" or "manipulate" his own bodies energy like you may see in cartoons and anime. He's still currently learning on the various ways he can use it but at the moment, he can use it to generally power himself up slightly with an aura around his body to "super soldier" like levels. He can also use it for defense to help block attacks. Even bullets bounce off him if he prepares for it. He can also highten his senses: his vision, hearing and smell can be enhanced. Plus, he learned how to heal himself with his power. He's also been training to heal others with his power but he hasn't perfected that technique yet. And while some say he could even do an actual "fireball" attack from video games, Alpha had said that it was "a waste of energy compared to firearms". He's still learning so other abilities may present itself along the way.

OTHER
Despite most of the info being classified, vague or lacking many details, it's rumored that Hugo Powers and Christina are fully aware of Alpha's history and might even know his parents. It's said that Alpha was transfered to Hero One to learn how to be a more "normal" person when not on duty. Since joining, he's actually developed hobbies with playing video games and listening to music. Hence you usually see him with a headset in the picture above sometimes when listening to any sort of music.

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Alien Angel

Name
Terra Armstrong (Doesn't know her real name if any.)

Hero Name
Alien Angel

Gender
Female

Age
18 (Or so she guesses.)

Date of Birth
Doesn't know.

Physique
Terra stands 5'8" and while she doesn't talk about her weight, she looks incredibly slim and has green eyes. She has blonde hair but often dye's it green as a cover. Because she's always on the move, she'd wear just about any sort of female clothing or even some male's for a tomboy appearance. Her alter ego state has her with pink colored skin and hair with red eyes with not too much of a physical appearance in sizes.

Blood Type
Doesn't know.

Occupation
Vigilante

Side
Hero

Affiliation
None (Currently)

Tier
C

Personality
Once a shy individual, Terra is now quite outspoken. She's not afraid to speak her mind which has caused her to get into trouble in certain cases. Sometimes in the heat of combat, she also shows signs of anger if she's pushed too far due to her upbringing and horrible experiences which are explained below.

She also has trouble with authority. Hence the reason for her occupation. Terra's experiences had led her to believe that the rules are there just for the bad guys to take advantage of. So she works behind the scene's most of the time. She doesn't do the job for the glory or recognition but to keep others from going through the same fate she went through like any superhero with a tragic past. But it's because of this that she has trouble working with those that have to be "control freaks" as she puts it.

To sum it up, Terra is a big mouth and a rarely-shown temper but with a heart of gold. She will stick up for the little people who get bullied regardless of who the bully is.

Backstory
For Terra, life was the ultimate joke. At least, that's how she saw it since even she can't recall much before being stuck in a random lab being experimented on.

Similar to perhaps another H.E.R.O., Terra was one of perhaps many test subjects done to splice "Leftovers" with human DNA to create a new lifeform. Terra was, sadly, one of those test subjects. The pain...the experimentation...it was so much that her mind was shattered until accepting the fact that she was no longer normal even when compared to others with superpowers.

Even if she still "looked" human.

There, in that hidden lab, she was subject to countless routines. Running till absolute exaustion. Training against detained Leftovers that the scientists there somehow caught and preserved for combat tests. All of which she was brutalized but still lived despite the injuries taken. She had wished it had all ended at many points. That her life would just end.

But for some reason, it was replaced with anger...a "silent" anger.

Eventually, she had kept her wits about her. For one, she had heard a scientist say that she was a "successful" experiment but weren't sure in what way. Other than perhaps a minor healing factor, no other powers or physical changes in apperance were present. But that her blood and the other "Leftover" one had mergered perfectly. Hence why she didn't need to be on constant life support like others have. Still, they continued their routines with her. Hoping for perhaps some sort of breakthrough.

And they sure as hell got one.

One day, she was drugged up with some new experimental drug at the time called Isolene and put on many restrains. One of which was a straight jacket and handcuffs of all things on both her hands and feet. Pretending to be doped up from the amount of Isolene used, she heard them saying that they were abandoning the lab, stating that the "main lab" had been compromised and they were moving all "vital" test subjects to new locations till further notice. Terra was mostly isolated so she didn't know how many other "vitals" there were. But now, it seemed things were falling apart for her captors. Sad as it was, she had to worry about herself.

Then, during one night two or so years ago in New York, many reports were being called in to 911 operators that citizens had heard an inhuman scream and something flying through the air in the night sky of New York. Some time later, a random group of Hero's had found an unmarked dark van completely knocked over on it's side. Around it were injured and armed criminals with fracture injuries and two badly injured scientists that were suspects in illegal experimentations. All of them scared out of their minds. There was also a torn up straight jacket along with pairs of broken handcuffs.

Then, stories were being told around New York about a pink monster that preyed on anyone who saw it. But at the same time, how majestic it looked. Due to the sheer number of sights and cases that came forward involving it, both criminals and even law enforcement gave it a name.

"Alien Angel" was born.

Powers
Transformation - It took some time but Terra has learned to control her appearance between her human self and her "Leftover" self. Though when in human form, she still retains her minor healing factor as well as increased resistances to harmful drugs and diseases.

But when she transforms, she gains the ability of flight and becomes slightly stronger and tougher than a normal human. However, she becomes incredibly quick. Both her running and flight speed have her going around 80 mph. Her senses of smell, sight and hearing go up as well as gaining sharp claws on both her hands and feet.

Other
Terra is a drifter but she goes to places where there's trouble. She does any odd jobs to maintain any financial stability but tries to keep it "legal". Once in awhile despite her trouble dealing with such kind of people, she secretly meets with "normal" random law enforcements and, for some cash and assuming they don't try to shoot her first, helps them catch any petty criminals they have trouble dealing with behind the scene's. She tells no one but her personal goal is to find any other labs and shut them down since she figures the experiments didn't stop. She even heard a rumor about an organization called "Zero" that had invested in such experiments but after some research, assumed it was just a boggieman story...

@DarkRecon

Alright, so I'll get to a review of the other character in a moment but as for Alpha-

• The format is soooooo much better. Thanks a lot.
• Right now my biggest concern is still with your backstory in that it feels more vague than not. The backstory here shouldn't be describing what's on file, but more like a third-person, omniscient history of your character. Right now the way that it's written feels more like "what we know" rather than "what is."
• I feel like your personality section is still just a little short. If you could add just a bit more to fill it up that would be great
• Power looks good!
• A couple typos in there, just make sure to fix those up rq :)

Just knock those off and Alpha should be good!

Harry Potter, But Original

Potential interest.

《 H. E. R. O. 》

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《 H. E. R. O. 》

Pulling into the vicinity of the manor in a rental Jeep at exactly 12:01 AM, 1 minute after midnight. He was wearing the same black dinner suit as he was in the meeting that had taken place exactly 12 hours ago, though a pistol holster was hastily strapped to his chest, and a beret was perched on his forehead. Wasting no time, he stepped out of the car and began barking orders. "You should all know the drill at this point! Apprehend any mafia affiliates, transport them to the Watervale precincts for processing. Get all the heroes en route to HQ, bring them to the ER pronto. I don't care if they're hurt or not, just do it!" he growled at one of the armored men, who saluted and rushed off, barking orders into his helmet in turn as the men did what the Director said. Director Powers turned towards a man standing next to him- he was dressed in a black suit and had shoulder-length dark hair and a scruffy beard. "Warp, I want a perimeter put in place around this block. Nobody but HERO personnel get in and out. That includes that Australian ICOSA agent over there. I can hear him yelling."

"Oi! Mate! There's a PHANTOM hero in that there mansion! Crikey, you gotta let me in! This instant! Hugo! This is a violation..."

Powers rolled his eyes before he looked over at Warp. "Get him off the premises."

Warp nodded and vanished with a small flash of blue light, teleporting over to the rowdy Australian agent and beginning to escort him away from the manor perimeter. Powers, meanwhile, strode over to the manor, still yelling at the assembled Division X members. He howled out a few orders as he made his way inside. He stepped through the wreck of the dining hall over to where the group of heroes was huddled in the corridor. He gave a tug of his tie, his face still stone-cold serious. "Some medics will be arriving here to escort you back to HERO One. The rest of the group is currently being pulled out the underground area. Everybody is going to be alright. Except Vinnie, I suppose." Powers sighed, shaking his head. "I would have liked nothing more than to beat him myself, but I guess what is done is done." He gave a nod as a few medics filed in. "We'll reconvene in a few moments then." With that, he stepped out, walking back to his Jeep, as the medics pulled the group over to a large set of HERO ambulances before driving off through the darkened streets of Castleburg, towards HERO One.

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^{Time: 12:46 AM
Location: HERO One}

The group was brought back to HERO One's hospital bay, a large expansive hospital area that was one of the finest medical institutions in all of Castleburgs. The group was shuffled into the Charles K. Darden Memorial Ward, one of a few private rooms located separately from the rest of the hospital beds. The ward was fairly spacious, a decently-sized private ward with some nice paintings hanging on the wall and a private water cooler along with a trolley full of medicine that sit behind a bulletin board. A TV set sat in the corner of the room. The entire gang, including Powers, was inside the room, with Powers uncomfortably wedged against the trolley on the side of the room. There were 7 beds in the room, four on one side and three next to Powers, but only three of them were currently occupied- Tom, Grace, and Angie, whose condition would have to be treated over a longer period of time. They had all been stabilized thankfully, though Grace repeatedly insisted that she was "perfectly and totally fine." Everybody else was squished awkwardly around the room, though some of them would end up staying overnight in the ward.

Powers coughed into his fist to get the group's attention, looking over to make sure they were private. They were, with Blake (he had a few bandages on his face and chest but was mostly alright) standing in front of the door, arms crossed. Powers continued, looking over the room. "I'd just like to say...great job. All of you. Well, there were some...there were some definite complications along the way. Certain actions made were definitely ill-advised. At the end of the day, though, the Gugliano family is essentially toast. Their reign over Watervale is, for all intents and purposes, over. And we were able to decipher some information. But...the elephant in the room." He looked over the group again. "I'm taking a risk putting trust in all of you, but I'm going to take a leap of faith and hope this is a decision I won't regret."

He took a deep breath. "So, as we learned from...some very key intel ascertained during the mission, the Gugliano family was being aided and abetted by an organization named Zero. Zero is, well, one of the most powerful and secretive villainous organizations to grace the planet. They operate under total secrecy, and outside of a few dangerous missions here and there, they remain mostly unscathed and still very enigmatic. They generally prefer to work via puppets...and the Guglianos were one of them. As you saw today, Vinnie Gugliano reached the point where he was no longer useful to the organization, and was terminated. Zero is very cutthroat and very, very dangerous."

Powers removed two photos- one of Katharine and one of Paradox- and put them both against the bulletin board, running a thumbtack violently through each of their heads to pin them to the board. "These two are among seven highly dangerous villains known as the Seven Seals. Paradox..." He pointed at said picture. "...was a former brilliant inventor that was killed by his own creations and revived by Zero with his own technology, albeit as a killing machine. And the girl...Katharine Graves, a.k.a. Malady, daughter of the most dangerous man in the world..." Powers removed a photo of a bearded man with locks of dark black hair and a messy beard, pinning him forcefully in between the two villains already there. "...Alistair Bronwyn Graves. He is currently believed to be the single most powerful villain known to mankind, likely the most powerful human on this planet. Thankfully, he prefers not to expose himself. He knows that using his powers gives us an opportunity to find a weakness, and so he doesn't display them. Only rarely as he ever showed his full strength. He instead prefers to find people to carry out his dirty work. Whether that be experienced criminal leaders like Vinnie Gugliano, or other dangerous supervillains." His eyes drifted to Patricia momentarily. "He makes allies to help him execute his plans, and once they fail...well, close your eyes if you're squeamish."

Powers projected an image of Greenhouse, the plant villain from just a week earlier, onto the TV screen. To say "Greenhouse" is an understatement, though. The correct answer would be "what was left of Greenhouse," who look like she had been, without going too much into detail, hit by multiple cars. Grace chirped fearfully as the image was brought on-screen, and even Blake, who did not really consider himself very sensitive to gore, visibly winced. Hugo seemed entirely insensitive to the mangled body, but upon observing this general reaction, turned off the screen. "As you can see...they are ruthless and have no qualms. I can't tell you much about their plans, though...what we have isn't solid evidence, and I don't plan on telling you anything that isn't solidified in fact yet. I think that's been enough storytime for today, anyway." Powers smiled. "I am proud of all of you, though. You've really showed why H.E.R.O. can make an impact on the community. The police could never hope to defeat the Guglianos. Hell, I couldn't do it. But you all put your hearts into it, and you won. And because of that..." Powers trailed off, smiling like a proud parent.

"On a more lighthearted note, I'd like to introduce you to our new member of HERO. Miss Grace Mok. From China, was it?"

"Korea," Grace muttered through clenched teeth.

"Right. Sorry, this whole mafia business has really taken my focus away. Anyway, she's been approved to join us from PHANTOM on a temporary basis. Just to keep an eye on us. Make sure we don't mess up too much. Unless..."

Grace overcame her earlier annoyance, putting on a weak smile. "Actually...I decided I'm staying. Even though I almost died today...I couldn't imagine leaving you after all that. Bonded by trauma, I guess. _{Also, your physics department at UCNA is just too damn good...}"

"Well, then, I'd like to welcome your new permanent HERO then." Powers continued to smile widely. "Anyway, I should leave you all to rest. You're welcome to stay here overnight if you'd like; your medical insurance should cover the costs. And on that note, you should all be seeing a very positive reaction on your paychecks for this. Not to mention a good amount of media coverage. They normally try to shy away from you and focus on the more...superficial members of HERO, but this is a big news that I expect will be all over town by morning come. You all did a phenomenal job out there, and you should be nothing but proud." Powers turned, walking towards the door. "Goodnight. Sleep well."

Leaving them with that succint farewell, Powers walked towards the ward's door, opening it and striding out. As the door swung closed, visible just briefly through the crack, a man with snow white hair and a set of large angel wings could be seen scowling, fists balled up, face contorted into an expression of rage. That man was quickly covered up, though, as the wooden door clicked shut, leaving the group to celebrate a close victory over the brutish mafia.

[ Transmission End. ]

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《 H. E. R. O. 》

Christina Lavender

Christina listened attentively and quietly as Patricia recounted her experiences in the manor recounted her experiences inside the mansion. She occasionally gave an "mmm-hmm" or a "yeah" as Patricia spoke, but for th most part, her lips were sealed up to the end, when Christina took the letter. "These are tax-...oh." Christina read through the letter quickly, scanning it thoroughly. After finishing with the letter, Christina looked up at Patricia again. "Oh, don't cry, Patricia..." she said softly, giving Patricia another gentle hug. "It's fine. You're going to be fine."

Christina looked around to scan the area, seeing nobody near close enough to eavesdrop on them, before speaking again. "I think with all you've gone through...you deserve to know...a little bit. Come here." Without waiting for Patricia's input, Christina practically dragged her into the shed. "Alright, here's the deal about Zero. Zero is a very mysterious, very powerful group of villains. Super elite. They only accept the most powerful of villains into their ranks, and they're kept to very high standards. Fail once, and..." Christina ran a finger over her neck. "They remove you. Permanently. Very methodical, very deliberate, and very insensitive to human life. They kill anybody that gets in their way, former allies included. Their leader is a man named Commander Zero. He is...well, we believe he's the strongest villain in the world right now. He could nearly level this entire city if he wanted to. His top 7 enforcers are called the Seven Seals. They're all extremely powerful villains in their own right." Christina ran her tongue over her lips, thinking of what to say. "The girl you met, Malady, is one of the Seven. She's Commander Zero's daughter. This letter you gave me, though...it's interesting, to say the least. I'll have to tell Powers."

Christina chose her words carefully as she spoke. "That's basically the gamut of Zero, or at least, what I can tell you. I wish I could say more, but to be truthful, the idea of them that we have right now is mostly conjecture. They're very enigmatic. We've gotten reports of them using some type of machine, but...we can't be sure about anything, what the purpose is. For all we know, it's just a very elaborate torture device." Christina paused, looking at Patricia again. "Don't worry, though. You're just as safe as you ever were. Zero is not an organization that likes to strike directly. They operate by proxy...obviously, the Gugliano family was their latest envoy." Christina scratched her chin. "I'll relay all this to Hugo, obviously. I mean, Director Powers. He told me that I'm setting a bad influence by calling him 'Hugo.'" Christina smiled weakly, before turning serious again.

"Listen, Patricia, Zero is serious business. If anybody finds out that there's an entire organization of villains lurking around in wait, our credibility will be shattered." Christina opened the door, looking out to the Gugliano's manor again, where some of the Division X agents were flocking about. "This is Division X-level classified intel. So be careful with this info, alright?" She thought for a moment. "I imagine Director Powers is probably going to re-brief you and the rest of your hoodlum friends over there, anyway, so no need to tell them...but make sure this doesn't spill out in casual conversation, alright?" Christina smiled at Patricia. "On another note, you were very brave here today. Director Powers will be very pleased with you. With all of you." She glanced down at her watch. "He's due here soon. Not only did you succeed tremendously here, you got him out of an ICOSA meeting. Two birds in one stone." Christina stepped out into the moonlight fully, patting Patricia on the head. "Oh, and by the way, you're coming with everybody else to HERO One. Spectator exposure- the weird bat thing you were talking about?- can have weird effects. Odds are you're perfectly fine, but in an abundance of caution, we're going to monitor you at the hospital for the night." Christina looked back at her watch again. "I'm going to go talk to the medics real quick. You did great, though, Patricia. Truly." With that, Christina walked over towards the ambulance, leaving Patricia alone to mull over this new intel.

@canaryrose

《 H. E. R. O. 》

Blake, after standing for a few moments next to Vinnie's corpse, suddenly remembered something he probably should have remembered a while ago. "Angie!" he piped up suddenly, racing back over to his downed girlfriend. Grace had valiantly struggled to keep Angie from doing anything stupid, and she currently had the wilted young lady in her arms. The two locked eyes for a moment, and Grace reluctantly handed her over, Blake scooping up Angie princess-style. "Fuck..." he groaned as he looked down at her leg. Grace's jacket was now soaked through with blood (not to mention very ruined). Blake held her against him as he looked around. Where was Christina with reinforcements?

Christina with reinforcements arrived moments later. They arrived very quickly and professionally, entering the mansion swiftly, and in what felt like no more than a minute, the men wearing black body armor and similar black helmets with sleek blue visors had filled the entire mansion. Downstairs as well, Division X ground soldiers filed into the area. Since there was nothing to apprehend down there, thanks to Zee's rampage, they simply spoke into their comms, barking orders in what seemed to be either gibberish or code. Following the Division X taskforce was a few men and women with white and red armor that indicated their status as medics. Blake reluctantly handed Angie over to one of the medics that looked at him knowingly, as she was taken off the premises towards a sleek-looking ambulance. Last to arrive was Christina herself, in similar-looking black armor, a pair of blue goggles resting on her forehead, an assault rifle dangling from her back and a silenced pistol in her hand. She walked out to the backyard where Vinnie was, quickly checking pulse and breathing, before tapping him a few times and looking over to some of the Division X people. Vinnie was promptly hauled out by the strength of 6 Division X members towards a hearse parked on the edge of the premises.

As medics and Division X members wandered around, examining the insides of the mansion and attempting to assist the injured heroes, Christina made her way over to Patricia, immediately enveloping the girl in a tight hug. "You did great," she praised the teen, before releasing her, looking down at Patricia. "Don't look glum. You've finished a criminal empire that we've never managed to take down for years. That's got to count for something, right?" Christina examined Patricia's face. "C'mere." Reaching down to grab Patricia's hand, Christina guided Patricia over to the corner of the yard, away from most of the Division X people, leaning against the shed that Grace had portaled into just a few hours ago.

Christina looked down at our watch. Just before midnight. The sun had set, a crisp but not total darkness having fallen across the city, with several lanterns and torches Vinnie had placed around his property illuminating the area nicely. Christina looked at Patricia, folding her arms. "I can tell that you have something to say. What's going on?" she asked, continuing to look at Patricia. Christina was insightful for sure, and she tapped her foot as she implored for a response. "I know something's going on and that head of yours. And if this is your concern, now might not be the best time to come out. Maybe wait until, like, a nice gathering or something. Fourth of July, maybe?"

@canaryrose@KaijuBaragon@Amethyst@Danvers@Infinite Cosmos@Shard@DClassified@Scarifar@Jumbus@Rabidporcupine

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The Sisters of the Dying Branch

"Oh, college! That's great. Me too." Dakota speared what appeared to be a fried zucchini and plopped it onto her plate. "Same boat there, Callie. Same boat. It's a tough choice." Dakota scooped up a ladle full of succotash and poured it onto her plate. "Gap year is a good idea, though! I have always wanted to stay here more often..." She looked up at the large coven house. "I'll talk to Dad, I guess." Giving a nonchalant shrug, Kota snagged a couple ribs before following Calypso, plate in hand. She turned back over as she realized she had forgotten silverware. She lifted her hand, planning to rustle up a wind to snag a spoon and fork, before remembering she was not that good yet. She quickly hobbled over, plate awkwardly balanced in hand, before snagging a fork, knife, and spoon, grasping them in her fist as she made her way back over to Calypso.

"Winter solstice...shit, it has been a long time." Dakota thought for a moment, twirling the fork in her hand, a cup of sweet tea balanced very precariously at the edge of her plate. "Well, outside of finishing up school and all that...I passed my road test! I still don't have a car, though. Probably won't need it. Flying is so much better than driving." Dakota flicked the fork into the air, the utensil doing a couple somersaults before landing in Dakota's open palm. "Outside of that, though, not much has happened since." Dakota gave her fork another twirl in her fingers before sinking it into the fried zucchini like a spear. "Should we go back to the table? Or do you want to see how fast I can climb this tree? Much faster than you can, I bet."

_{Speaks to: Calypso Barnes @canaryrose
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《 H. E. R. O. 》

As Patricia began to sing, Vinnie's face scrunched up for a moment before relaxing, turning to Patricia with a cold expression on his face, lifting his foot off Blake's ribcage and swinging his arm at Patricia. Despite a lack of actual force behind it, his heavy muscular arm's momentum was still enough to cause a crack as he backhanded Patricia, as if he was swatting away a particularly annoying fly. "Well, I guess you get to join the painful death club. Wouldn't want to be you!" Vinnie prepared for another punch before Blake jumped onto Vinnie like an angry bearcat, wrapping an arm around his neck and pulling him to the ground. Vinnie hit the ground with a thud, but his arm shot out, pulling Blake down with him. He casually rolled to his stomach before clawing at Blake, wrestling with the redheaded hero.

Blake might have been a varsity athlete in high school and was still in very good shape, but Vinnie could very well find a career in professional weightlifting if peddling cocaine wasn't more profitable, and Blake was quickly tossed aside like a ragdoll, rolling through the grass in pain. "Patti, you idiot..." Blake grumbled as he rolled on the grass. He looked blearily over at Vinnie, who was standing as if nothing was happening. Blake also noticed a strange red fog that had begun to materialize around Vinnie. Great, so he had some type of magic fog power too.

As Vinnie looked about to turn Patricia into liquid pulp, something strange happened. Vinnie began to cough, and then wheeze, all in short succession. As the red fog that Blake assumed was Vinnie's doing wrapped around the massive mobster, Vinnie's reaction worsened more an dmore, to the point at which he was grasping at his throat desperately, his breath staggered as he began to break out in hives. Blake, who was slowly getting to his knees, then drew the conclusion- this was definitely not part of his powers. Something was happening to Vinnie right now, something very negative.

Vinnie turned to look back at the house, his eyes going to the roof, and Blake's eyes followed his up to the rooftop, where a pale, black-haired girl with bright red eyes was standing confidently on the eaves of the roof, the red smog emanating from her body. So she was their savior. Strange, Blake did not recognize that girl remotely. Maybe she was a new recruit from HERO? Still, that seemed strange that she was being sent out on a mission so soon...still, Blake was not complaining. By all means! The more the merrier. The girl had a strange creature perched on her shoulder, though, and she seemed a bit off-putting, but a lot of people seemed off-putting. There was a guy in HERO named Actual Death; this was small potatoes compared to him.

The dark-haired girl looked over at Vinnie, who was currently on the ground, choking, his body covered in rashes and hives. "You b-bitch...traitor...what have you done to me?"

Kat looked at her nails. "Just triggered some histamines. Shouldn't have told me about that anaphylaxis," she said with a smile. "And I did betray you! Following orders." She glanced over at Bellatrix, the smiling Spectator, on her shoulder, before proceeding to give an eerie giggle. Blake felt shivers down his spine. This girl was weird. Very weird. He watched as the girl looked over at Patricia with a grin. "Saved you again, Patricia. You owe me one. Two, actually," she said, her smile radiating a sort of creepy energy. "I hope you consider my offer. With the two of our powers combined, we'll be unstoppable." The three eerie eyes (those of Katharine and the single eye of Bellatrix) looked down at Patricia as Kat flicked down a small, white envelope, Patricia's name written in loopy, precise letters on the back in remarkable calligraphy. "Bye," she said, turning around, and after flashing Patricia one last grin, she hopped across the rooftop nimbly, vanishing soon after.

Blake, his brain failing to process this data overload, quickly scuffled over to Vinnie, who was literally foaming at the mouth. He rolled Vinnie over onto his back. The mobster, whose clothes were already tattered from Blake's vicious, fire-fueled attack, looked suddenly beaten up, his eyes staring vacantly upwards, his neck swollen like a bullfrog, his skin patched with clusters of brilliant red hives everywhere, frothy drool dribbling from his lips. Blake frowned. "Hey there, you big oaf, let's haul you off, you have a prison cell to get to."

Vinnie coughed some spittle up, his eyes still having that blank expression. "Sal...Tommy..." he croaked, before he gave another violent cough, before his head tilted to the side weakly. Blake instinctively lowered his hands to his neck, pressing two fingers there. Nothing. Dead. Whoever that girl was, she finished the job here.

Blake's eyes looked up to Patricia. "Made some new friends?" he asked as he looked down at Vinnie again. "Dead," he said in explanation, placing two fingers against Vinnie's eyelids and lowering them. The hulking mountain of a man killed by an allergic reaction. How ironic.

Patricia's Letter

Inside the envelope was a folded piece of paper, that looked like a tax return. The tax return seemed pretty normal, but on the back, written in remarkably elaborate calligraphy with a nice fountain pen, was the following note:

@canaryrose@KaijuBaragon@Amethyst

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