Al_Papavich

Part III: Flashbacks

Worn out from the assignment Mark gave him he slowly flew home. He lived in an apartment with many heroes so he didnt want to wake any up. He thought to himself why would the 5th take people from the street and make them watch films. He landed in a hall window, thats when he relized "Ohh, I'm so stupid, there recruiting... forcefully or voluntaraly they dont care." He wlked down the hall to his room he heard running and muffled shouting. As Tribal Steel stood there, to his disbelieve four 5th Column came to his floor. Tribal Steel didnt want to wake anyone up so he ran and jumped out the window and flew to the roof. He waited as he heard them yelling and shouting. They reached the roof and two men fired machine guns. Tribal Steel ran behind a heavy layerd ventelation shaft. The other two ran around and attacked Tribal Steel, Tribal responded by fireing two bolts of energy at the men knocking them back and quickly shot more energy at them as they lay beaten on the groud. The Bullets kept ringing against the metal. Waiting for them to reload Tribal stept out from behind safty and shot one Column and did the same to the other. He waited for them to get up but the lay motionless.

Tribal Steel walked down the stairs and down the hall. He opened his door at walked into his room. He got into his pajamas and lay in bed. All Tribal Steel, or Al Papavich hoped for was not to have any nightmares tonight.

Tribal Steel first peered into the room then pulled back and stood for a moment. What Tribal Steel saw was first a yamaka on the ground, it was stepped and spit on. The worst was in the cahir a man being beaten by two other larger men. He was tied to the chair so he couldnt fight back, as if he would beable to.

Tribal Steel kicked the door in and shot a power bolt into a smaller ones chest then sent sever small beamns of energy at the other one. Then quickly he charged at the 5th Column and bunched him as he focused energey to the tips of his hands. OOF!! "Thats WHAT YOU GET!!" Tribal Steel hit him right in the stomach and sent the man flying back. He hit the wall and moaned in pain. Then Tribal Steel cahrged for a powerful beam to kill the hate monger. He fired it off ending this nightmare.

As Tribal Steel collected his thoughts and wiped the tears from his face, he went to the yamaka and tried to clean it up some. Then he untied the man and helped him otu of the building. "Thank you...sir, I..dont think...I would have made...it out alive" the man said. "Don't mention it" Tribal Steel replied and put the skull cap on the mans head. "Whats your name hero?" asked the man. "Steel, Tribal Steel..." Tribal awnsered and then flew off.

The images Tribal witnessed in that office building hit him hard, he couldnt believe it got that bad even in Paragon City. The oath he made to himself when he was changed was pumping with life and he would never turn from his cause.

Hopefully Tribal Steel knows of the dangers and Risks he will face in stopping the 5th Column...

(Give me your thoughts for the second part and this one, ill write more later)

i tried to rush in some fighting but it came out alright, give me your thought tommorow

Tribal Steel, Experiment 2.0 and the two mysterious heroes now had to defend Quick Voltage from harm. Tribal and Experiment charged sending blasts into the sky picking off Rikti as the two heroes batted off Rikti as the rushed them protecting Quick hoping for him to wake up. Tribal was hit several times until he was to tired to fight for the moment he... watched Experiment 2.0 take hits left and right thinking to him self "I can only last so long these aliens have to be stopped tonight, only if Quick Voltage can wake up and fight with his amazing power" Then Tribal got up and sent a couple of blasts at two aliens killing them... yet the battle raged on

Part II: Wake of the experiment

In the weeks after the experiments of the 5th, Al Papavich or Tribal Steel was opened up to a whole new world, many people work for the sole purpose of helping heroes in Paragon City. In his entire life he never noticed the stores and buildings dealing with super powered people. Even at his age of 20 he now new he was not alone in his fight.

Tribal Steel's first patrol would define his life in its entirety. He was contacted by a man named Mark Delbourne. He was told the 5th Column were issuing propaganda to people that they took from the street. Tribal Steel gladly accepted the assingment "You've got my help Mark, no need to fear i'll bring those bastards down." He hung up the phone and prepared himslef. He followed Mark's instuctions to a small office building. It looked dark and eiry, he felt the surges of electricity and slashes of a surgical knife come back to him. He shu this eyes behind his visor and cleared his thoughts.

He stepped into the reception room in the entrence of the building, and heard shouting and sounds of a interigation in progress. PAKK!! ugh.. THUDD!! ahh.. "Watch NOW! you see "uden" equals number one enemy!" Tribal Steel heard the word "uden" and locked his jaw and clenched his fists. "I may not be jewish but I fight for them". Tribal slowly walked through the hallways coming to a corridor that spanned into many rooms. Lights shone through the cracks of the doors. He opend the first door slowly and silently and couldnt believe his eyes. Propaganda films, only three 5th were making two men watch these films. The footage was of some conectration camps from the time of the war and Tribal almost lost it. He learned form his training and focused a high powered beam into the largest Columns back he hit the groud as the other two swung around. "You ignorant fool" one spoke. "Im ignorant i dout it" Tribal Steel replied. They both pulled out daggers as Tribal blasted them with a huge wave of energy. UGHH! AGHH!! they hit the ground.Tribal Steel untied the two prisoners and sent them on there way out of the building. The next two rooms were just like the first but the lst was the worst...

I'll add more if anyone finds it interesting just give me feed back i suppose apreciate anything

About fifty years scince the demise of the Third Riech. No one thought the pasts hatred would still seep in to the future, as all did in Paragon City a picture of perfection... or atleast it used to be after the Rikti invasion.

In Steel Canyon Al Papavich studied much of the past of the world and Paragon City. World War II consumed all of Western Europe and America could not ignore it. Hitler and his "Final Solution" never truely ended even in Paragon City. Al Papavich grew up with his family of 4 in a small apartment in Royal Overlook. He never had much to do, he would always just "walk the town". This walk would be his last.

The 5th Column were still continuing with Hitler's dream of the Final Solution. Al didnt fit in with the equation. Being Catholic but not truely religeous it didnt matter to them. His tribal scottish background didnt help either... They took Al to a lab they had broken into it was filled with toxic chemicals and materials. Including alpha, beta and gamma plutonium. They knocked Al Papavich out cold and disrobed him to his boxer briefs. He was layed onto a table. He was in more trouble then anyone could imagine.

They experimented on him first by hindering his eyesite and after tests forceing him to awnser questions test his vision with a visor. For everytime he refused they would either electricute him or cut him. The visor worked he could see perfect and also could enable night vison and infrared.

Then they removed muscle from his legs replacing them with magnetic rods and geometric neurons were placed to make his legs stronger so he could run faster and jump higher. See the 5th Column were trying to make super soldiers.

The final and most gruesome experiment was the severed Al's arms...well most of his arms. In there place the put Titanium Steel Alloy Gauntlets. They infused his nerves and the many intricut circuts together with focused alpha wave radiation from the plutonium as the did with the other tests.

Not seeing him worth there time and effort they dumped him in an ally thinking they killed him. They were wrong, he woke up unsure of what happened just knowing he had strange hands and a visor he had to wear to see better. His hands hurt and he clenched his fists then releasing concentrated energey from his hands.

He was terrifiedof what happened and now angry for what the meniacle Column did to him. Swearing vengence he would destroy the 5th Column and there cause with it.

Now for Al Papavich to live a normal life to hide his power he had to wear glasses in order to see better and wear a tight fitting skin colored glove the Freedom Corp. issued him. Also he mostly weared long sleeve shirts. Yet he would never stray from his casue, he formed a bit of chest armor with his Tribal runes on it and wore pants with the tribal symbols as well. With the visor over his face he was hidden from the eyes of the citizens.

The 5th Column and other villians of Paragon City would remember him as Tribal Steel...

(Give me your thoughts, and comments. I'll add more later)

The huge shockwave knocked Tribal to the ground and the other heroes aswell. He collected his thoughts and got to his feet. All were on the ground in a daze. He ran to Experiment 2.0 and lifted him to the group of heroes as he gathered them. He brang them all back to conciousness. "Wlcome back guys, I dont think this fight is over." The Rikti must have sent a transmission to a large group of the alien soldiers. "Hey Voltage" Tribal Steel asked. "Let me in on your secret when were done with these guys." Tribal grinned.

Tribal Steel took out two Rikti with only several energy blasts, just trying to get them off of Experiment. He took many blows from there odd alien technology rifles. "C'mon...aghh that all ya got?" He sent a wide cone of energy at s large group of aliens. At that moment three heroes leaped and climbed to the roof top. Quick Voltage and two heroes Tribal Steel never met before arrived. "Hahaha man am I glad to see you guys..." Then they prepared to fight on.

I could definetly dig having a secret identity, haveing one is what being a hero is about one side is super the other is normal. Its what most heroes go through. Like having a job would be cool and triying to keep your super side a secret would be sweet too.

Tribal Steel reached the end of the last hall at the top of the building and saw a window ajar. "hmmm not like most to leave a window open, someone could catch a cold." He peered his head out the window and saw strange lights floating to the roof. "Well I do believe the plot has thickened." He flew to the roof and was stunned to see a Rikti squad huddled around a hero, the hero was Experiment 2.0. The Rikti muttered odd words and sounds. He prepared for a fight and hoped help was near....

As Tribal Steel was flying outside the building he noticed a second flash inside the building and rushed down from the fire escape, "what in the hell is goin' on here? I'll never get a good night sleep." He wlaked down the hall quietly hoping not to stur any tenants, but the glass from the busted light bulbs made it hard to achieve this. Tribal Steel noticed no one has broken into the building or any fighting or struggle occured. "Oh..somethin' isn't right around here. Who could short every electrical appliance in this building?" He kept walking down the hall's still praying he wouldnt wake anyone up...

Startled by the flash Tribal Steel woke up in a shudder. He got out of bed and put on his costume. He walked in to the hall and noticed as the flash faded the lights had blown out. "man....guess i start early today.." he tried to use the elevator but it was malfuctioning aswell. "Damn! can't catch a break." So Tribal Steel took the stairs. He stepped outside and felt the cold breeze of a bitter night in Paragon. He stood there feeling a bit uneasy of what happend in his apartment and decided to just patrol around seeing if anything was sturring.....