Also I hope a lil call to action is okay 😁
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This wasn't looking good.
Before the sun could even rise, he had awoken to a spirit floating at the foot of his bed. At one point, in another life, this sort of thing might have disturbed him. The supernatural was nothing new to Ghost now. The dead, and death, wasn't something he feared. He had learned, over time, that spirits were merely restless souls with a job left unfinished. This particular soul's mission was to deliver a message: It was happening again.
Ghost had left the tower on his own. This business hit close to home for him and it only felt right to take care of it personally. There was once a madman that took it upon himself to cross the ethical lines of science and experiment on human subjects. That man was rotting in prison, but hadn't worked alone. Now, apparently, one of his old colleagues was at it again. He was picking victims and ruining lives right here on their home turf.
With the spirit's guidance, finding the hidden facility had been the easy part. The spirit could go no further once they reached the inside. Ghost was okay with that; the soul deserved rest now that their unfinished business was done. Now alone, he was left to slither through the shadows and see exactly how big this operation was.
The facility was hidden under an old factory. It went down for miles underground. He wasn't sure just how far from the surface he was when he stumbled onto the horrors that now rooted him in place. A large atrium opened up a floor below him. From the catwalk, Ghost watched in silence as massive, grotesque creatures were chained up, some kind of device strapped to their heads. Mind control? And what were these things? They looked vaguely human, but distinctly alien as well. Hybrids? Whatever they were, there was an army of them. Who exactly was their creator planning on waging war against?
That was a question for later. It was clear that Ghost was out of his league now. He had to call in the team. Quietly, he tapped the comm link on his wrist awake and called the tower.
"Titans, I've made a disturbing discovery. This is a request for backup. My coordinates are incoming."
The transmission was cut short by a piercing, animalistic screech and a curse, followed by static.
Before the sun could even rise, he had awoken to a spirit floating at the foot of his bed. At one point, in another life, this sort of thing might have disturbed him. The supernatural was nothing new to Ghost now. The dead, and death, wasn't something he feared. He had learned, over time, that spirits were merely restless souls with a job left unfinished. This particular soul's mission was to deliver a message: It was happening again.
Ghost had left the tower on his own. This business hit close to home for him and it only felt right to take care of it personally. There was once a madman that took it upon himself to cross the ethical lines of science and experiment on human subjects. That man was rotting in prison, but hadn't worked alone. Now, apparently, one of his old colleagues was at it again. He was picking victims and ruining lives right here on their home turf.
With the spirit's guidance, finding the hidden facility had been the easy part. The spirit could go no further once they reached the inside. Ghost was okay with that; the soul deserved rest now that their unfinished business was done. Now alone, he was left to slither through the shadows and see exactly how big this operation was.
The facility was hidden under an old factory. It went down for miles underground. He wasn't sure just how far from the surface he was when he stumbled onto the horrors that now rooted him in place. A large atrium opened up a floor below him. From the catwalk, Ghost watched in silence as massive, grotesque creatures were chained up, some kind of device strapped to their heads. Mind control? And what were these things? They looked vaguely human, but distinctly alien as well. Hybrids? Whatever they were, there was an army of them. Who exactly was their creator planning on waging war against?
That was a question for later. It was clear that Ghost was out of his league now. He had to call in the team. Quietly, he tapped the comm link on his wrist awake and called the tower.
"Titans, I've made a disturbing discovery. This is a request for backup. My coordinates are incoming."
The transmission was cut short by a piercing, animalistic screech and a curse, followed by static.
So I'm probably gonna switch to white text, colored speach for my characters because the colored text is hard to keep up with on mobile 😔
"Oh, hey Raven!" Alrick chirped, assuming her presence meant that Ghost wasn't lurking around. "I wasn't calling you spooky." The display in the shadows was obviously lost on him. Alrick much preferred her company anyway. It wasn't that he disliked Ghost per se...He was just kind of hard for Alrick to get a feel for. Although, now he had to come up with an excuse for them to be going through boxes to find that dang watch.
"Yeah, I should probably do a little inventory while I'm here. I think some of my stuff got misplaced last week."
"Yeah, I should probably do a little inventory while I'm here. I think some of my stuff got misplaced last week."
He wasn't exactly surprised when Starfire took note of his "cousin". "Sure thing, Starfire. I was just taking her downstairs to show her my stash in case she needs anything." His calm outward demeanor came in handy yet again. He was about to quietly nudge Soleil along when Lio's words momentarily rooted him to the spot.
Oh shit. The feds were onto them.
"Huh, weird. Well, if Fred Flintstone shows up, I'll let you know."
He didn't linger to take any more part in that conversation. Alrick started up his path to the basement elevator yet again.
"So, full disclosure, I don't know where the light switch is down here," He said once the elevator doors closed, "I've never actually needed to use it before. Also, there might be a spooky ghost guy lurking around down there. Just uh...heads up."
Oh shit. The feds were onto them.
"Huh, weird. Well, if Fred Flintstone shows up, I'll let you know."
He didn't linger to take any more part in that conversation. Alrick started up his path to the basement elevator yet again.
"So, full disclosure, I don't know where the light switch is down here," He said once the elevator doors closed, "I've never actually needed to use it before. Also, there might be a spooky ghost guy lurking around down there. Just uh...heads up."
Alrick visited the basement fairly often. A decent sized section of it was dedicated to supplies for the recovery ward. Superheroes went through a lot of gauze. At least that meant he was fairly familiar with the space and could navigate it with confidence. Assuming someone hadn't gone down there and rearranged.
Once down on the main level, Alrick could hear some conversation with an unfamiliar voice. Guess it wasn't DoorDash after all. Were they getting a new guy? By all means, no one tell the medic. Alrick made a mental note to get all the usual information he needed, preferably before the guy was dumped onto a gurney half dead. Allergies, past medical history, any presence of weird reanimation powers...
Oof. Now that he thought about it, didn't Ghost like to do his meditation stuff in the basement? "Darkest part of the tower, good for shadow powers" or something like that. That could be a problem. If anyone in this tower had any hang-ups with reversing someone's ill fated demise, it would probably be that guy. He was filled to the brim with death related angst and resurrection trauma. This was completely different, though...right?
Alrick push those thoughts aside for the time being. He needed to look as if nothing was amiss as they crossed the main floor, past the others engaged in conversation.
Once down on the main level, Alrick could hear some conversation with an unfamiliar voice. Guess it wasn't DoorDash after all. Were they getting a new guy? By all means, no one tell the medic. Alrick made a mental note to get all the usual information he needed, preferably before the guy was dumped onto a gurney half dead. Allergies, past medical history, any presence of weird reanimation powers...
Oof. Now that he thought about it, didn't Ghost like to do his meditation stuff in the basement? "Darkest part of the tower, good for shadow powers" or something like that. That could be a problem. If anyone in this tower had any hang-ups with reversing someone's ill fated demise, it would probably be that guy. He was filled to the brim with death related angst and resurrection trauma. This was completely different, though...right?
Alrick push those thoughts aside for the time being. He needed to look as if nothing was amiss as they crossed the main floor, past the others engaged in conversation.
Starfire's appearance outside his door caused Alrick to startle slightly. He was usually pretty good at picking up on footsteps approaching, but this whole time travel situation had his full attention. "Oh, thanks, but no thanks, Star. I've got some other stuff I gotta' take care of."
Fortunately, the doorbell called the alien girl away before she could pry into what "stuff" could be. Alrick didn't have a fib ready at all. He should probably work on that, though. A new girl in the tower was bound to draw attention.
Alrick listened at the doorway for a moment, making sure the hall was good and empty. "Okay, if anyone asks, you're my cousin from out of town." Was that a bad cover? They almost certainly didn't look anything alike. At least the albinism could explain that away on his part. Still, Alrick had never really talked about his family before. Would the others question a random cousin visit too much?
He just had to hope for the best. Alrick led the way down the hall and to the elevator. They could take this one to the main floor, but then they would have to cross a massive shared living space to reach the elevator to the basement. Alrick was sure he could play it cool, but what about his new guest?
Fortunately, the doorbell called the alien girl away before she could pry into what "stuff" could be. Alrick didn't have a fib ready at all. He should probably work on that, though. A new girl in the tower was bound to draw attention.
Alrick listened at the doorway for a moment, making sure the hall was good and empty. "Okay, if anyone asks, you're my cousin from out of town." Was that a bad cover? They almost certainly didn't look anything alike. At least the albinism could explain that away on his part. Still, Alrick had never really talked about his family before. Would the others question a random cousin visit too much?
He just had to hope for the best. Alrick led the way down the hall and to the elevator. They could take this one to the main floor, but then they would have to cross a massive shared living space to reach the elevator to the basement. Alrick was sure he could play it cool, but what about his new guest?
Oh dang I missed some stuff
I feel like we probably need more players
"Oh, sorry, I just kinda' assumed. It went along with the story, you know?" Alrick didn't exactly believe her. Who else would be desperate enough to use time travel to save the couple? It wasn't like Robin and Starfire hid their feelings for each other particularly well. In 28 years, he could only imagine that they'd- oh, wait. Yeah, okay, he was right.
"Wow. Sorry, that sounds awful. It's a lot for one person to deal with alone. I'm Alrick, by the way. I guess I could have lead with that." To be fair, she had just broken into his window and introductions seemed less important at the time.
"Yeah, I think this is gonna be a "tread lightly" situation for sure. We probably shouldn't tell the others about the whole "future" thing. That might mess up timeline things and stuff."
He paused as the doorbell rang again. Was everyone else on vacation today? "You know, I was hoping they would. I guess not, though. Do you want to check out that watch thing?"
He stood, about to head down to the front door to see who was visiting this time of day. Hopefully not someone ordering DoorDash and forgetting about it again.
"Wow. Sorry, that sounds awful. It's a lot for one person to deal with alone. I'm Alrick, by the way. I guess I could have lead with that." To be fair, she had just broken into his window and introductions seemed less important at the time.
"Yeah, I think this is gonna be a "tread lightly" situation for sure. We probably shouldn't tell the others about the whole "future" thing. That might mess up timeline things and stuff."
He paused as the doorbell rang again. Was everyone else on vacation today? "You know, I was hoping they would. I guess not, though. Do you want to check out that watch thing?"
He stood, about to head down to the front door to see who was visiting this time of day. Hopefully not someone ordering DoorDash and forgetting about it again.
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