Freedom: The New Era

Angelus

Wrapped up in Shadow
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The man rose slowly from the crater, looked around and wiped away all the debris. He looked around with a smile on his face and felt happier than he had in a while. It had been a long time since he had been this happy and as he walked away he took one last look at what was left of the person who lay there.

Ever since he had escaped from that place he had told himself that he would destroy the mistakes so that he was the only one of them left. He had been tracking people down ever since then and destroying them one after the other, not leaving a trace that he had ever been there and if he had then he had just destroyed any person that had seen it. He moved slowly towards the person who lay there and knelt down to look at him.

What he saw was nothing more than a husk of a man as everything had been drained from him. Ethan felt the power flow slowly through him, making him stronger than he had ever felt before. It was a source of strength and hatred for him but he knew that he would do it for as long as he lived. The scientists in that place had made sure that he was the way that he was.

It was then that a memory flew into his head and he felt to the ground with a shout as he remembered the never ending amount of needles, scalpels and people in surgical masks. They had experimented on him ever since they had made him what he was and then made the mistakes after that. He hated them more than he had words for and all that mattered to him was making the world pay for what he was, even if that meant killing a few people in the process.

He slammed his fists into the ground with a huge crash before he got to his feet and looked around. He knew that there were still others around to hunt but he did not know where they were. He did not someone who would though, someone who would help him unwillingly. With a smile back on his face he walked towards the city of Las Vegas; he had always wanted to go there.

Ethan looked back once again at the man who lay there, "Thank you my friend. Your power is just what I needed."

He slapped the person across the head and saw the man's head fly off and roll to the other side of the crater.
 
Captain Jack Daugherty sat in his usual seat at O'Malleys, with a pint of yuengling and a marlboro in his hand. He was unsure about things, having been asked to head up a team of.... specially abled individuals like himself. He was told they were in need of strong leadership, with a couple real mavericks in their ranks. No matter, one thing he learned in the corps was how to handle their kind, mavericks usually did one of two things, neither of which Jack had much patience for. He finished his beer, "thanks connor." Jack said to the barkeep. He'd made up his mind. "Time to make soldiers."
 
Bay was sitting in a tree in the park, waiting for a human to move out of site from the others to make a kill. He watched her move silently toward a bush, apperantly trying to avoid her parents, who were looking around for her. Bay smiled, and thought to himself, too easy.

He extended the bones in his armes so that they hooked onto the tree trunk, and crawled down. He jumped onto another tree, and made his way toward the girl. He was on the branch above her when her parents came.

"Luise, why are you trying to get away from us? We just found you after a long seperation.... don't you love us?" Luise: "I do love you, but i have a secret that puts you in danger..."

Bay had almost decided to kill the lot when he heard about the grils secret. He hesitated one second, deciding to hear her out.

"You see, i can do some weird stuff... and it puts you in danger... im not sure if i should be around people...." Parents: "Honey, we only want what's best for you. And right now that's getting into sync with the world again..."

Bay was determined to kill them both when the girl screemed and suddenly puffed up. Literatly, she grew like a pufferfish. and then hell was on earth.

Darts flew in the air, and Bay barly avoided them by dodging and using his bones. When he tried to block one of the darts, it melted through his bone like it was icecream or something.

He jumped down and seized her in an airlock, and she passed out. He carried her back to the fort after hiding the parents somewere safe.
 
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Eve

Eve tapped her foot impatiently and sighed, her arms crossed as she rolled her eyes towards the high domed ceiling. Once the ordeal was over, she walked brusqely to the front of the cathedral, right up to the alter and grabbed Ronald's arm in a feirce grip, "Come on! This is no time to be playing around!" she hissed low under her breath.

The priest looked towards her with an eyebrow arched in question. "Do you need help, child?" he asked in a low, booming voice.

She frowned and shook her head, "I don't want to make a scene, Ron!"

His cruel smile crept over his face like a dark shadow over the land, "Then leave me alone! I told you, I just want to be left alone. I have interest in whatever scheme you've cooked up. I left that place far behind me and that's that!"

Eve looked around, noticing that some people were looking curiously at them, what with her gripping a priest of God's arm like it was a venomous snake. She sighed again, "Look, if I found you, then they will too. Eventually. Once they do, do you want the rest of us to back you up? Or do you want to face them alone? And die?"

He gave an irritated frown and firmly shook her hand loose from his arm. "I will speak with you later," he said in a low voice and then proceeded to glide beyond her view into a small vestibule. She frowned after him, considering following him, but realised that that would draw even more attention to herself. She shook her head and dropped it. She would be waiting, later.

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"So, what have you decided?"
"I have stayed hidden until now, I will stay hidden from them until the day I die. Without your help."

Eve growled, closed her eyes and briefly whispered, "I'm sorry," before launching herself at him, she splayed her fingers and sparks flew from the tips. The man calling himself Ronald stiffened as a high enough voltage went through him to paralyze him for the moment. She shook her head and slowly made work of getting him from his second story apartment and into the waiting van on the street.

While hanging onto her shoulder, she managed to get him to the lift and down it without too much trouble. She mumbled something about men and drinks when other people passed her, casting curious glances.

Once inside the van, of course, he began to regain the use of his limbs. She rolled her eyes and just as he was about to scream, she kinged him in the mouth.

Shaking her hurt fist, she sucked on her knuckles briefly. The man's face had been made of bricks. Then she got into the driver's seat, turned the ignition and then rumbled off into the night. When she looked back to check if he was still out, she watched as he slowly morphed back into a small mouse-ish man with grey blonde hair. She grinned, "Gotcha, Ronald!"
 
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Hayden Wiley Returns

It had been nearly a year since Hayden had made his way to San Francisco. He had tried to stay under the radar for the most part; working odd jobs, renting a small apartment and, on occasion, using his powers to steal what he couldn’t afford. It wasn’t glamorous, but it was comfortable. Life had been semi-normal for once. Hayden still slept with his pistol under his pillow and carried it in his under-the-shoulder holster wherever he went, but there were fewer times where he felt as if someone were watching him.

That changed on a warm June Tuesday a few months ago. Hayden had been working at one of the wholesale fish markets during the spring. It was really a mindless job, cutting, cleaning and preparing salmon, halibut and sole for the individual smaller markets throughout the city. His shift had gone uneventfully, as it had been doing for months before. He caught a ride back to his small apartment with one of the guys he worked with who lived nearby and headed up to his small third-floor apartment.

As he fished his keys out of his pocket to open the door, he got that strange feeling that something was out of place. His eyes darted along the hallway, looking for out of place shadows or movement that might be the start of an ambush, but found none. He stood motionless at his door for several moments, listening and watching, before the hairs on the back of his neck lost their quiver.

As he opened the door, he knew why he had been nervous. There was a manila envelope on the floor of his living room. His last name had been written in bold letters on the front with a large, black marker. Just underneath, in slightly smaller lettering, was M-18. The number is what sent the chill through his spine. M-18 had been his room at the facility. No one could have known that except someone else who had been there; one of the other test subjects, one of the scientists who had been assigned to him, or worse, one of the agents who was out to kill him.

He drew his pistol and searched the apartment. Nothing had been disturbed, nothing was out of place, and he was alone. He holstered his pistol, picked up the envelope and plopped down on his well-worn slate-grey couch. He turned the envelope over several times in his hands, wondering who had sent it, and how they had found him. He had been so careful with his powers. He hadn’t used them within ten blocks of his apartment. He set the envelope on the coffee table and stared at it, hoping that he could figure out where it had come from and who knew about him. The envelope sat on the table, unopened, for several hours. Hayden tried to make dinner, he knew he was starving after a hard days work, but everything he ate seemed to taste like ash in his mouth.

It was nearly 10 p.m. when he finally mustered the nerve to open it.

It contained only one sheet of paper, an address handwritten under a printed map. He placed the envelope and map back on the table and sat back in the couch, folding his hands behind his head. The thoughts in his head were churning at a furious pace. The most likely scenario was that the address was a trap. It was where they would lure him before jumping him. But if they knew where he lived, they could have come for him at any time, gotten him in the stairwell, outside the apartment, anywhere.

So if it wasn’t a trap, what was it?

Hayden got little sleep that night, and called in sick to work the following day. He had to know what was at that address. He got up earlier than usual and clouded himself before slipping quietly out the window and down the fire escape. He was hoping to catch whoever had dropped him the envelope outside if they had been watching the apartment. He circled the building, keeping his eyes out for anyone who seemed out of place, but the morning hustle made finding anyone almost impossible. There was no one who stood out in the crowd, no one who just sat and watched the building. Hayden wasn’t going to take and chances. He kept himself obscured from the vision of others and moved from alleyway to alleyway until he was several blocks away. Only then, behind a dumpster, did he stop using his powers and join the throng of people pressing along the sidewalks.

The address was several miles from his apartment and wanting to keep to public venues, Hayden hailed a cab and had the cabbie drop him several blocks from the intended address. Hayden found a spot, a small coffee shop down and across the street, where he could watch the inconspicuous grey building without being too obvious. He ate a cruller, drank several cups of black coffee, and pretended to page through the Chronicle as the morning went on.

The building stood there. There were no security cameras, no noticeable patrols, nothing that made the building seem more than one of the hundreds of unremarkable buildings that made up the duller part of the city. It wasn’t until he was on his second cruller that he noticed her. That woman in front of the building had been at the facility. She had been one of the other test subjects, but Hayden had never met her. She was carrying a manila envelope with large, black letters on it, nearly identical to the one Hayden had tucked into his coat before coming here. He patted the small bulge against his chest, ensuring it had not fallen out during his journey here.

She stood there looking conflicted for several minutes. She would turn as if to leave, only to look down at the writing on the envelope and turn back. Finally, she entered. There was no fuss, no alarm, no sentries, no guards with guns; only a slowly calming Wednesday morning. Nearly 30 minutes passed before she came back out of the building. Her demeanor had changed drastically. She no longer looked like she carried the weight of the world on her shoulders. She was calm and at peace. She inhaled deeply, craning her neck back to take in the morning air. With a small smile and a nearly inaudible giggle, she turned and began skipping down the street.

Hayden folded the paper and rose from his seat.

“I guess it’s now or never,” he said to himself as he began to stride down the street to see what had given the girl such peace.

The twin doors of the building were worn and in desperate need of a new coat of paint. Hayden paused for a moment, much like the girl had done, before placing his hands on the doors and pushing them open. The sight before him drew the breath out of his lungs. There were others from the facility here. Those he had known and those he had only heard of in passing conversation between the scientists. They were here, gathered together again, but without the lockdowns and guards.

It was no wonder the girl had looked like Atlas had taken the world from her back to his. He was no longer alone. There were others here. They could protect one another; work with one another to keep safe. He pulled the envelope from his coat and a smile etched itself on his face. His running days were over.

“Well, I guess we can get the party started now that I’m here,” he said, looking around the room at the familiar faces.

Little did he know that it would not be long after finding solace in a place where he would feel safe that danger would again come knocking at his door.
 
Josh stood back behind Catherine and watched as Hayden slowly walked in. He let a brief smile come to his face as he knew what it had taken to get him just to walk into this place. Ever since they had escaped from that place Hayden had been the hardest one to track and only for the reason that he wanted to seem normal to everyone. Josh knew that he had that luxury, that he wasn't the same as some of the others in this building and under it as well.

He leaned forward and whispered into Catherine's ear just to see her look up at him with a smile on her face. He stood up again and shook his head as she always seemed to know more than she told Josh who was forced to play catch up.

He watched as she leaned forward on the desk to watch Hayden, a small smile on her face. It was then that she spoke up.

"Mr Hayden Wiley I presume. You have been a very hard man to track down in the past year. We have come close to finding you but every time that we do you seem to disappear. Before you start to worry about things and waving that pistol of yours around I assure you that we mean you no harm, in fact we are here to help you if you will listen. If you let us we can give you the means to hide right under the noses of the people that are trying to find you and everyone else in this building but there is something that we must ask of you."

Catherine sat back and watched Hayden for any reaction as Josh put his hands behind his back for two reasons, one to show that he did not mean any harm and two being the fact that he could easily get to the pistol that he had hidden back there.

"I can give you a new identity right here and now so that you can walk out of this place without having to worry about people looking over your shoulder but if you would sit down and listen to me then I have a very unique opportunity for you."
 
Jason slammed his fist down onto the table and looked one of the sergeants in the eyes, "What do you mean you cannot find them?! I know that this city is full of people but surely you can find them when they use their powers or are you that blind?"

He turned his back on the man and looked out of the window at the sight of the Golden Gate bridge. He used to love looking at that bridge but now it was a constant reminder of his failure, of how he had been stuck here for just under a year tracking down those experiments that had escaped that night. He had thought that when he came to the city that it would be easy, that there was nowhere else for them to go but that was before one of the other facilities had been attacked less than four months ago by something or someone and several more had escaped.

That was when he had gone back to the room he had received his first orders in and watched the only person that he trust with his life, his second in command get a bullet in the head. He had then been told by the same man that had pulled the trigger that he was to go back to this accursed place and find the rest of the experiments, no matter what it took.

Jason turned when he heard the knock on the door, his anger evaporating when his new second in command walked in. He knew that she had been brought in to monitor him but Captain Lauren Watkins had proven herself again and again. He watched her as she moved to the table and moved to salute him but dropped her hand to her side quickly at Jason's look.

"What is it?" he asked abruptly.

He could tell by the look on Lauren's face that she was a little put off by the tone of his voice but quickly asserted herself and looked him in the eyes.

"One of our team has found another of the experiments. She was found down at Fisherman's Wharf but before we could get to her she dived into the water. She was shot at before she dived in though and she did not come up. The team think that she is dead."

"I have found that you should never underestimate these people. Did they send a dive team down there to check it out. Tell them they should do that before the subject escapes."

He watched as Lauren walked out of the office before turning back to the sergeant.

"I want you to go to this area and patrol it until 1100 tomorrow. Is that clear?"

The sergeant got to his feet and looked at Jason before turning and walking out of the room leaving Jason to turn and look back out at the bridge.

"Fucking experiments."
 
Jack pulled up outside the large building. "Sooner the better," he said, getting out of his beat up chevy. He walked up to the door and took a final drag off his cig before flicking the butt away, and then he knocked. "Captain Jack Daugherty," he said hoping to get someones attention.
 
Josh moved quickly from behind Catherine and moved towards Jack with a smile on his face.

"Jack. Thank you so much for agreeing to this. I know that you are still a little reluctant to help but I can say that it is well worth your while as we can show you things you didn't think possible. I know that this isn't quite what you expected but if you can follow me I'll show you the rest of the building."

He led Jack slowly to the a set of doors at the back of the building and looked at him, "Prepare yourself. We have been a little busy in the past year."

With that he pressed the button and watched as the wall next to the doors slid open; he always loved that bit. Without a second thought he walked into the lift then turned to look at Jack.

"If you would be so kind as to follow me I will show you something that will hopefully make up your mind for you."
 
As soon as Jack walked into the lift Josh pushed the button on the wall and listened to the tiny whirring as they were taken to the real structure that was under this one. He knew that what he was doing was showing off to Jack but it was the only thing that he could do to get him to join and hopefully lead this group.

"As you can see we have made up a place where some of the group can live in peace as well as learn the extent of their powers."

As soon as he had finished speaking there was a burst of bright blue flame and Jason turned to look at the woman who had a surprised look on her face.

"Very good Jennifer. Now if you can listen to your instructor for a little bit."

He then turned back to Jack, "I know that you have only been out for a short time but we have been managing to smuggle out a few of your kind since the facility first started their horrid experiments. I have been trying to bring them to this city ever since but a few of them have, how can I put this, declined."

"Would you like me to give you the grand tour or would you like to go straight to the garage so you can see some of the vehicles there?"
 
Eve grinned as she walked towards Josh and the new guy. "Heyya there," she smiled and extended her hand towards Jack, "You the new leader, eh?" she looked him up and down and smirked, "Not bad,"

Then she jerked a thumb over her shoulder, "There's another in the back of the van if you want Cathy to look at him. Turns out he morphs!" she grinned proudly and then looked down at the floor, "I kinda had to shock him... and then.. .umm... punch him," then she grinned once again, "Didn't break his nose though!"

She seemed awfully proud of herself too.

Then she looked over at Jack again, "Oh yeah, sorry. The name's Eve,"
 
Bay walked into the building through a rather private entrance, at least to normal people. He noticed Eve talking to a guy and mention something about getting another experiment. Appearently he morphed.

"You bagged an experiment to? Well look at what i have here. *shows girl* Her names Luise, and i found her while hunt... I mean, looking for some food."

He turned to follow the new guy and josh into the elevator, then proceded toward the med bay.
 
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As soon as Jack walked into the lift Josh pushed the button on the wall and listened to the tiny whirring as they were taken to the real structure that was under this one. He knew that what he was doing was showing off to Jack but it was the only thing that he could do to get him to join and hopefully lead this group.

"As you can see we have made up a place where some of the group can live in peace as well as learn the extent of their powers."

As soon as he had finished speaking there was a burst of bright blue flame and Jason turned to look at the woman who had a surprised look on her face.

"Very good Jennifer. Now if you can listen to your instructor for a little bit."

He then turned back to Jack, "I know that you have only been out for a short time but we have been managing to smuggle out a few of your kind since the facility first started their horrid experiments. I have been trying to bring them to this city ever since but a few of them have, how can I put this, declined."

"Would you like me to give you the grand tour or would you like to go straight to the garage so you can see some of the vehicles there?"

V Wife...applauds Angelus.
 
Hayden Contemplates the Offer

The lobby of the building was laid out much like any other lobby. Tile floors surrounded a large wooden desk offset on one wall opposite the door of an antiquated elevator. Several frosted glass windows opposing the doors filtered the light for the workspace behind. It was relatively quiet and only two figures were present; one a middle-age woman with auburn hair, the other a muscular man with ghostly grey eyes. They smiled at Hayden as he walked through the door.

“Mr. Hayden Wiley I presume,” said the woman as she leaned over the desk slightly. “You have been a very hard man to track down in the past year. We have come close to finding you but every time that we do you seem to disappear. Before you start to worry about things and waving that pistol of yours around I assure you that we mean you no harm, in fact we are here to help you if you will listen. If you let us we can give you the means to hide right under the noses of the people that are trying to find you and everyone else in this building but there is something that we must ask of you. I can give you a new identity right here and now so that you can walk out of this place without having to worry about people looking over your shoulder but if you would sit down and listen to me then I have a very unique opportunity for you.”

Hayden was never one to be trusting, especially of unmarked buildings and people who knew his name who he had never met. He was especially unsure of people who had apparently been following him around for a while, getting to know the nuances of his personality and how he reacted to different situations. He resisted the urge to cloud himself from their minds and run from the building. Something about them seemed…almost comforting. Her demeanor, even the faint trace of perfume she wore seemed almost familiar.

The well-built man continued to stand behind her and casually put his hands behind his back. Hayden didn’t see any weapons on the man, but that didn’t mean he didn’t have any on him. The doors behind Hayden opened again, and another man, solidly built with thick brown hair, strode in. He announced himself as a Capt. Jack Daugherty and the two men began to chat as if they’d known each other for ages. The lobby was becoming busier with each passing second. A woman who identified herself as Eve, bragging that she had bagged another subject, and an abnormally tall man escorting a younger girl who congratulated Eve on bagging another experiment, both came from the rear of the building. A hidden panel slid aside, revealing a polished metal elevator door that slid silently open before disappearing with the group as quickly as it had appeared.

Hayden turned back to the woman sitting behind the desk. There were hundreds of questions swirling through his head at the flurry of activity he had just seen. Were these the people who were after him? Was this just a front for capturing escaped experiments? The old bait and switch routine; offer up sanctuary before turning the tables and executing him once he got comfortable? The apprehension at the situation began to push Hayden towards his natural flight response. Nearly every fiber in his being was telling him to run again, to leave and disappear into another city, to start over.

But a nagging thought kept him rooted to the lobby floor.

If these were the people who had been sent to kill him, why not just shoot him as he walked through the door? Why all the cloak and dagger activities with the manila envelope and hidden elevator?

His eyes stayed focused on the woman behind the desk who had offered to help hide him. Her warm smile again offered solace, a distant yet familiar comfort he still couldn’t put his finger on.

What he said to her was less than dramatic.

“What is this place?” he asked, still trying to put the broken pieces of his reality back together in his head. He would hear this woman out, at least for now. And if things turned, he figured he could still escape, one way or another.
 
"Grand tour, please, if a man doesnt know his own base hes doomed to fail." Jack said, as a young woman came over. She introduced herself as Eve. "Captain Jack Daugherty, madam, United States Marine Corps." he said shaking her hand, and laughing slightly to himself at her words. "Yes, i am here to assume the role of team leader."
 
Catherine sat back in her seat and watched Hayden carefully to see his eyes moving about and watch the others as they entered the building. She wanted to say something to Eve about keeping quiet when bringing in other people but she knew what effect that would have on Hayden. She already knew what he could do as she had help to put it in him and she didn't want him to run.

"Ah, straight to the point. I knew that you would do that Hayden, you don't mind if I call you that do you? Sorry; just a little habit of mine. All I can say right now is that this building, this place is nothing more than a front for what really goes on here. At the back of this room you saw the elevator which leads to the other part of this place; where everything takes place. I was right when I told you that I could give you a new identity here and now and you can walk right back out of this place but there is something else I would like to tell you about."

She knew that she was repeating what she had said before to Hayden and hoped that he would not get annoyed with her then quickly started talking again so that he wouldn't have a chance to say he wanted to get out of here.

"As you saw with Eve we do try and capture people like you, people that I myself helped to create unfortunately but not for the reasons that you might think. You know of the group that wants nothing more than to get you back well; as much as I can with a little help from Josh who unfortunately has left us for the moment am the other side of the equation. We bring you here for one of two reasons. One of them is to give you a new identity so that you can disappear better than you thought possible and the other is to join our little group. I know what this sounds like and I know that it sounds lame but what we are trying to do is help people like us who have nowhere else to turn."
 
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"Grand tour, please, if a man doesnt know his own base hes doomed to fail." Jack said, as a young woman came over. She introduced herself as Eve. "Captain Jack Daugherty, madam, United States Marine Corps." he said shaking her hand, and laughing slightly to himself at her words. "Yes, i am here to assume the role of team leader."

Josh looked at Jack with a smile on his face as he had a feeling that Jack would want to do that grand tour.

"Hmm, seeming as Eve and Bay are here maybe they can join us with the grand tour. As you can see this is the main part of these facilities. The administration area is at the back up those very large sets of stairs. That is where Samuel spends most of his time doing the meet and greet so that leaves me to do the day to day running of this place; well it used to. That is now up to you I suppose. Before you ask this question I know you are dying to ask one of our little group has the power to turn rock into anything she wants it to be. I have no idea how she does it and it is impressive to watch but that is the reason why everything around here seems organic."

Josh then moved to the back of the large room as he looked up to see Samuel sitting at his desk.

"Now I will take you to the living area if you will follow me."
 
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Josh looked at Jack with a smile on his face as he had a feeling that Jack would want to do that grand tour.

"Hmm, seeming as Eve and Bay are here maybe they can join us with the grand tour. As you can see this is the main part of these facilities. The administration area is at the back up those very large sets of stairs. That is where Samuel spends most of his time doing the meet and greet so that leaves me to do the day to day running of this place; well it used to. That is now up to you I suppose. Before you ask this question I know you are dying to ask one of our little group has the power to turn rock into anything she wants it to be. I have no idea how she does it and it is impressive to watch but that is the reason why everything around here seems organic."

Josh then moved to the back of the large room as he looked up to see Samuel sitting at his desk.

"Now I will take you to the living area if you will follow me."
"Yes, i will gladly come on the tour, just let me drop her off." The girl chose that moment to gain consiousness and try to kill bay. He was about to knock her out when he realised that it might not look to good, so instead he put her down and allowed her to walk around.
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Luise had no idea were she was. She had woken up slung across a guys back, and had immediatly tried to kill him. He had managed to get her off him, but she wasn't finished yet. She puffed up, preparing to kill him with her darts, but then noticed that others were around. "Quickly, get out of the way! I'm about to fire some darts, but ill try to contain it so there won't be many." The guy who had been carying her shoved her into a corner and grew bodes thickly covered with iron out of his body to protect the others. whoo!
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Ken was amused at the recent arrivals. Bay and liz(hope that's right) were briming with confidence as usual, and the new "boss" was getting patted on the back as expected. The only thing troubling him was the new guy.... His signiture (energy) was kinda hard to read clearly. It was getting on his nervs. Could the dude block his sight somehow? He wasn't that hard to read at the moment... all nervous and hyper. He had recently started watching him, and had noticed that his energy from his brain seemed to be directed to a hidden firearm. well if he went for it, Ken would put a few daggers in him before things went to far and he got his head blown off. Got to try and keep him alive :D .
 
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Josh watched as Samuel slowly moved away from his desk and then reappeared next to him. He saw by his body language that he was ready to send the girl anywhere that Josh wanted him to but he saw that Bay already had the situation well under control.

"It's alright Samuel. I don't think that you have to send her to the cells just yet unless Bay cannot keep her under control. I trust that you can do that Bay."

He turned slowly to look at Samuel and noticed for the first time that one of his pistols was in his right hand, he hadn't even realized that he had pulled it free. He looked down at it slowly and with a shake of his head slid it slowly back into its holster.

What the hell did I do that for? I wasn't about to shoot her was I?

"Just keep watching her for a little while longer Samuel. If need be you can watch us on the cameras. I know that you will be there if need be."

Without another word Samuel disappeared from Josh's sight and was once again sitting at his desk, his eyes never leaving the girl and Bay.
 
Bay was a bit stressed that the girl had chosen this monent to attack him, but he could deal. The darts were relised, and like last time they did a decent job of melting the bone. The iron helped a little, but not too much. This time, he was prepared for that. This time he had several tiny pockets of compressed air in the bone. When the darts hit it, they bounced away harmlessly. He retracted the bone and got the girl in restraining lock before she could do and damage. He prevented her from swelling using bone and mussle. She wouldn't be hurt by the hold, but she couldnt move, much less run away.

Luise was shocked that so many darts flew at the man. She thought he would die, but the darts bounced off for some reason. He then caught her in somesort of grip, which didn't hurt her. "Why am i here? Whats going on? Who are you??????" She then calmed down enough to introduce herself. "I'm Luise, by the way".

Ken was amused by the struggle. He just wouldn't back down. His emotions were in tormoil, and he seemed ready to decide on some action. He sat back to watch the show play out before him.
 
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"Quite exotic abilities. I thought mine was strange." Jack said looking around. "Living area? Does the whole team live here?"
 
Michael

Michael stood in front of the building. He held a folded piece of plain, white paper in his hand. The only thing on the paper was an address written in black ink.

He had been given the piece of paper in a plain manila envelope at his guitar shop downtown. The person who gave it to him looked familiar, but somehow out of place.

Now, his Les Paul strapped across his back, he took a deep breath and walked into the building.

He saw her. Catherine was her name. And there were others. He recognized Hayden immediately.

Michael just stood there for a minute. "Umm," he spoke, and that was all he could think to say.
 
Josh turned to look at Jack, "They can if they choose to. When they come here they are all given a choice as to whether they want to stay here or whether or not they want to stay somewhere else in the city but in a place where we can find them more easily. Catherine likes to live here as she now considers this home as do some of the others but I like to sleep in a nice apartment building with some of the others several blocks away."

He then turned to look at the girl, "Luise is it? If you do not calm down then I can ask Samuel up there to send you to one of the cells. I do not think that you want to go there as it is a very lonely place."

He bent closer to Jack so that he could whisper in his air, "It is a pocket dimension that Samuel came up with, brilliant thing that it is. Once there they are alone until such time as we choose to let them out."
 
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