Thunderrar

the wall of fire was a distraction, the dark energy is his real attack, also vampires are a little susceptible to flame? unless there all fire users?

Erez'Zul began laughing at his would be opponent, eyeing the sword once more.
"And again you believe a sword can hurt me? You truly are blind, i am not a mere man such as you! My power is..."

He stopped mid-sentence as the robot began to attack, he heard the words spoken by the robot and yet still he felt uneasy about its true purpose.
Regardless the Countess wanted it in one piece, and so he strived to keep it that way.
Waving his hand a wall of flames sprouted from the earth to distract his foe, launching sideways into the air he flew a few metres behind the vampire now shooting fireballs at the missles.

His main purpose for moving was to avoid the missles intended target, the school and of course, Pious.
This, he thought, was just a bonus.
The air around him darkened as a ball of black energy formed in his hand, aiming for the back of the man shooting fireballs he threw the dark energy at him, a cruel smile appearing on his face.

Erez'Zul watched as the stranger appeared in front of him, his interest in this new enemy was extremely low.
As the blade went to pierce his flesh, his body erupted into a dark electrical mass, the blade simply slicing through it, electricity surging through the blade to its holder as Erez'Zuls eyes watched the man.

"Yes...i am superior, im am a Templar of the Countess, and i will not be stopped by a lowly creature such as yourself!"
Raising his hand the flames around him began to flicker towards him, bringing his hands down hard on the ground it erupted in a fireball surrounding himself and unless he had avoided it, his opponent.

Erez'Zul closed the window the second the Countess stopped speaking, his mood had turned from confusion to mild annoyance, that the Countess would let someone use her name like this, and if the robot failed, so too did the Court, another failure on an already long list.

Repair the robot? Who did she think he was? he had no business among technological terrors, though perhaps he could help it against its attackers...
His train of thought was immediately lost as Pious shouted his declaration to the robot, a smile forming on his face.

He once again bellowed for all the hear
"Destroy this place, take down everything in your path and let nothing stop you! So commands the Countess!"

He quickly flew down to the smouldering school, walking through the flames as if they were air he walked towards Pious, a superior smile on his face.
"If you wish to die again..."
A blade of flame erupted from his hand, holding it tightly as if it were made of metal he pointed it towards Pious.
"all you had to do was ask"

He lowered the blade, the flame dissipating in the air.
"But never think for one second it would stop us, we are like a plague, and there is no cure, you may patch up this worlds wounds but eventually we find a way to seep through.
Without you the Nighthunters will fall....perhaps we could save you for the very end, as you are quitting now, right?"

Erez'Zul started laughing, his eyes turning to the giant robot again, the whites of his eyes burning a bright red.

Erez'Zul stopped immediately as the robot spoke again, hovering in place for a moment he began to wonder if the giant mech really was some sort of scheme by the Countess.

Deciding to halt his attack he flew further upwards, getting an overhead view of the street below him and the people still attacking the robot.
A flame appeared on his finger, drawing a circle in front of him with it the circle began to shimmer like a mirror.
He spoke through it, a way to speak to the Countess if he could get to her.

"My Countess, there is some troubling events happening right now that bare your crest, i had sought to destroy this mockery of the Court but....now i could be wrong, i seek guidance on the subject.."

He waited to see if his message had gotten through to its intended target.

http://boards.cityofheroes.com/showt...=1#post3144335

this is where the current situation is happening, whats on the wiki is like a recap

lol, all hes thinking about is how someone else is using the courts image and name to create chaos, making more enemys for them to have to deal with, whether it works for them or not there still stealing the courts name and thats something he wont let go, if u want him to stop youll need to contact him yourself

In a dark throne room, a man watched three glowing orbs swirl around in a circle, one was red, another blue and the last green.
They hovered in a line for a moment as the man looked between each orb, they each showed a different image, the blue orb showed a view from the top of a building, the green orb showed a dank alleyway and the street it lead too while the red orb showed a small room, a throne sat a mere 3 metres away.

The man watched them lazily, as he sat back in his chair, his head resting on his hand.
Slowly 4 glowing white orbs rose from the floor in the corner, forming a diamond shape they seemed to connect to each other through a beam of light, an image appearing in the gap between them.

The man looked up slightly, his interest peaked, he had created the orbs to monitor Pious hunter the best he could, though he himself was away at times so could not watch them constantly, the priest was within Paragon city which always messed with his signal and of course whenever the priest even went near the Worn cover his signal was immediately lost, whatever protection they used at their bookshop was greater than the magic he was using to spy on him.

Today however the orbs found a clear picture, the priest was shouting to someone, no....something! An enormous robot, fire and death filled the street surrounding it, it fired into the air as a glimmering man of silver seemed to appear from nowhere, the image was lost for a bried moment, as it cleared the priest could be seen on the floor before he was teleported away.

The man smiled, leaning forward he watched the images with a sense of glee and the hope that the priest was perhaps a little more damaged than he appeared.
As more seemed to attack the robot the man slowly lost his smile, the robot had shouted "The blood is life" in Latin, the motto of the Court of the Blood Countess, as blood flew through the air he saw the markings on the Titan, the Courts own crest, Countess Bathorys own crest.

He looked at the red orb, it still hovered in mid air.
"No....ive seen these past days events....no...."

The man became enraged, whipping out his hand from beneath his cloak he stood upright, arm outstretched he opened a portal in mid air, fire seeminly flowing around the hole, he jumped through.
Landing on the ground on the other side he looked up to see the robot fighting the people around him, some unknowns and a silvery man with a shield, one of the Nighthunters, he was sure of that much at least.

Slowly he rose into the air, facing the robot from a distance as it staggered a little from its opponents attacks.
He spoke in anger, his voice booming through the street.

"Hear me creation! I am Erez'Zul, Templar of the Countess' Court, i know not of what you are or who created you, but i do know this, the Countess does not use technology such as you, and in such a hastily way."

He looked down at the carnage around him, the bodies littered the streets as they continued to burn.
"If you are of the Courts doing then cease your attack, if not....then burn!"

Erez'Zul breathed in, his stomach growing slightly until he breathed out as if whistling, except instead of air coming out, fire shot from his mouth as if it were liquid, flying through the air directly at the Titan robot.

lol, think he was more going for taunt

eep....you just burned away liquid....giant gas cloud covers the city infecting everyone?

In the Nightclub known as Pocket D.
Adam stepped through the portal Morilanthi had created along with his daughter Alexia, or Misty as she was most recently known as, and his wife Jemma in his arms.

He seemed to stare at the nightclub, standing still for a few moments he let everything that had happened over the past few hours sink in.
Suddenly he walked straight across the dancefloor to the Storage lockers, gently lowering his wife so she was standing he opened the Nighthunters Storage area, the one they used to keep their magically protected uniforms in, reaching in he shuffled through the clothes for a second before pulling out a large black and white cloak.

He placed it over Jemmas shoulders and wrapped it around her, smiling as he did.
He did all of this without saying a word, it was if he was in a daze, a delayed reaction to the horror he himself had caused.
He looked down at his hand, black veins were bulging from it, shaking slightly.

Though Adam was indeed powerful the sheer amount of energy he had used in such a short amount of time and the way in which he had used it had severely drained him.
Usually he had perfect control over his abilities but in his fury he had wasted much energy, slowly causing him to lose his strength, and so to make up for it he had taken other sources of energy.
Flying through the clouds he absorbed the energy from the towns and citys he had past, little bits here and there, causing nothing more than a flicker to their lights, their televisions or even their cars but accumulating within Adam to fuel his rage.

Adam needed to meditate for a few hours every day to keep his own energy flowing and pure, but what he had absorbed while flying had corrupted his own life energy, luckily for him he had expelled much of it in his short battle with Sword, but there was still enough to cause him trouble.

His vision began to blur as his smile faded, he fell down hard onto one knee before collapsing sideways on to the floor, drifting into unconciousness, his last thought was that of happiness that his family was safe.

Adam leapt back as the suit exploded, his shock at what had happened made him freeze, that is until he saw his wife running at him, calling for help, the fact that he had seen two of them before was completely gone from his mind, all he saw was his wife running towards him.

He quickly picked her up in his arms and bent down a little, the ground cracked a little as he shot directly up the stairs, turning sideways to shield Jemma he crashed into the wall hard.
Looking outside he saw Alex and her robots, without a second to lose he yelled at her.

"ALEX! FIRE AT THE ENTRANCE, KEEP FIRING AND GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE!"

He rocketed forwards into the air again, passing Alexia until he was at the other side of the street, he turned to see if she was following and using her bots to cover their escape.

Adam paced back and forth, his anger growing more and more, he knew the others would be here soon, at the very least if Misty knew where he was, Morilanthi would not be far behind.
As he paced back and forth he shot a bolt of dark lightning at the door every time he turned around, walking backwards and forward, backwards and forwards, the images of his wifes torture still burning in his mind.

Adam stopped, his fists clenched so tight his fingernails were stabbing into his hand.
He suddenly rocketed straight at the door, the gargoyles on either side erupting to life, a combination of dark energy and fire spewing from their mouths, the second it hit him he was pushed down, landing hard on the castle steps, the ground cracked beneath his feet as the waves of dark energy and flame fired continuously.

Adam raised his hands to cover his face, taking one step up the stairs he parted his fingers a little bit, the heat and energy circled around him as his own electrical shields seemed to strain against the overwhelming onslaught.
He took another step forwards, gritting his teeth he took another step, and another, and another, all the way to the top until he was level with the Gargoyles that protected the castle. Only one thought ran through his head.
For Jemma.
Extending his arms he punched straight through the heads of the statues, the rock crumbling to the floor as their attacks ceased.

Adam raised his fist again, punching a hole in the huge doors he pulled back with tremendous force, pulling one of them clean off, he made his way down the stairs, and into the main hall.
As he got there he saw two familiar figures standing there, and in his moment of utter surprise he almost didnt realise the sword aimed for his back.

Turning on the spot the sword travelled along his shoulder, just barely slicing the skin, the swordsman pulled back, slicing his right arm, Adam dodged to the left, rolling forwards he turned to face his opponent.
It was the aptly names Sword, one of the Courts many members, inside his suit of armor he raised his sword again and rushed at Adam who barely had enough time to side step to the right and duck as the sword scraped across the wall and over his head.

Adam quickly stepped up and raised his arms, a burst of lightning flashing at Sword, knocking him back slightly, he seemed to hold his sword a little tighter, Adam fired another bolt at Sword who seemed to be barely fazed if at all.
Adam fired a continuous stream of lightning at the suit, unfortunately whoever made the suit made it well, it seemed to slow him down slightly but worryingly enough, he kept walking forwards, as if against a strong wind.

Adam fell to one knee, he couldnt keep it up forever and it wasnt having enough of an effect on Sword to keep him at bay long, he was getting closer, and more importantly, within reach of his blade and Adams head.
Adam looked to his side, he saw his wife again, there were two but at that point he wasnt even thinking about it, he simply saw his wife, the woman he loved most in the world.

Adam erupted in a great ball of electricity, flooding the room in darkness for a brief second he seemed to travel through the lightning to appear in the air behind sword, landing a heavy kick to the back of his head.
Sword fell against the wall and turned, his sword slicing through the electricity as if it were solid, Adam streamed along the lightning, bringing his fist across the hand his sword was in, then back again he knocked his hand against the wall as if he were chained to it.

Adam punched him in the chest, then again, and again, gradually growing faster and faster, the sound of thunder ringing through the halls as each blow hit Sword body, he finally delivered one final punch as the wall behind him seemed to shatter.

well if its more of a stand still situation then i would assume something along the lines of....you dont come into paragon we wont come into the isles?
thats kind of the only way i can see this going, otherwise one of the sides has to be at least crippled in its operations
maybe the side that loses has to keep going in secret to rebuild itself or whatever, just a thought

Adam saw his daughter appear before him in the blink of an eye, yet the visons still ran through his mind as did the unbearable pain his wife was still going through at this very moment.

The dark lightning seemed to crash against an invisible wall merely a few metres from Misty, as it did the sky seemed to erupt in flames, a wall of dark fire and lightning filling the skies as a a huge pair of blood red eyes formed in the middle of the chaos in the sky.
The flames and lightning seemed to hold in place as a voice spoke from the clouds.

"ALEXIA!! you shouldnt have come...YOU SHOULDNT HAVE COME!!"
The pain of the visons was still coursing through Adams body, he couldnt think straight, he had lost his reason and knew of only one target, Countess Bathory.

The voice boomed through the heavens again as the black mass of lightning and fire ripped through the sky nearly surrounding Misty.
"THIS IS MINE AND MINE ALONE, NOTHING WILL STOP ME!!"

The eyes seemed to tear apart as the mass of clouds circled behind Misty and rocketed through the sky again, heading towards its destination.
A few minutes late it reached the skies of Cap Au Diable, the City where Castle Bathory was constructed.

Adam shot down from the sky in a mass of black lightning, the ground beneath him erupted forming a crater where he stood.
Climbing out he seemed to calmy walk towards the castle, the few bystanders who had seen his landing ran screaming in fear at what they thought was the towns newest villain.
Adam reached his destination, his eyes burning with dark electricity, he slowly rose into the air, extending his arm upwards a bolt of lightning fired at the castle.

He didnt know whether the lightning would hit a magical barrier or whether it would destroy a part of the building, he didnt care, he wasnt trying to destroy the castle at all.
He was simply knocking.

btw so just everyone knows it, Ghost Of Death has added the 13 of august to her post so we know it takes place a few weeks after the attack on steel canyon by the circle, the police would still be on high alert after it all of course

Understatement, seeeerious understatement =)

Adam was working late at night, goggles over his eyes and a blowtorch in his hand.
He was in a hidden room within the pocket dimension he had created so very long ago, a place for himself and others to go to be safe, a sanctuary, one only he could enter and as of recently, anyone with a Nghthunter amulet.
It had been his home for a very long time, keeping him hidden from the world until he caught up with his own timeline, away from the world and from the temptation of trying to change anything for the better. He had named it 'Storm HQ'

Ever since the battle of Steel Canyon he had been busy working on a secret project to aid against such an attack again, something he had decided to keep from the other Nighthunters just in case it didnt work out, or perhaps because of recent events he didnt feel like he was trusted that well anymore, he didnt like to think about it too much.

As he worked he heard a whisper, switching off his torch he looked around the room, on the table next to the wall lay his Nighthunter amulet, a way for them all to communicate, he'd decided to take it off just while he was working, he didnt really want to be disturbed but it was also to make sure it stayed safe and out of the way of his blow torch.
He heard a noise again, putting the torch down he walked to the opposite wall, placing his hand on it for a moment it began to shimmer like a pool of water, he walked through it, right into his library, turning around he watched the wall solidify again, he put his hand on it with a smile, knowing that no-one but him could enter it again.

He walked down the aisle of his library and came out into the main room, he decided to call out to see if anyone was around.
He waited a few moments but received no answer.

"Computer....is anyone else but myself around?"
The computer replied with a clear "Negative".
Adam became curious now, if there was no-one around then what was that noise? Maybe his project was buckling and what he heard was the metal work squeaking as it began to fall apart.

Adam turned around quickly only to receive a flash image of someone in pain.
He fell to his knees, whatever....whoever it was, was in horrific pain, for the briefest second he had not only seen it, but felt it.
Adam looked at his hands, they were shaking, no matter how hard he tried he couldnt get them to stop, for the first time in a long time, he was scared...no...terrified.

His body suddenly tensed, images flashed before his eyes, his body convulsed in pain as he fell flat on the floor, he didnt understand what was going on but at that point it didnt matter, he was being drowned in a flood of emotion.
After what felt like an eternity the images seemed to focus on the face of the tortured woman for a brief second, but that second lasted a lifetime, he saw his beloved wife, Jemma moore, the one who changed him for the better, all the good he did, everything he had been through, was for her.

Adam rose a bit higher, resting on his knees as the images continued rapidly flashing through his mind as his entire body kept shaking, his hands shook as he placed them over his chest.
The room began to shake, the walls crumbling around him, the trees in his garden started to rot as the library caught fire, burning the books contained within to ash.
Red light flashed throughout the base as the computer announced continuously.

"Emergency, Emergency, Structure failing, imminent destruction is assured, opening emergency portal, opening dimensional portal"

A portal in the middle of the room opened, sucking anything around it in, Adam didnt have the strength to fight against it and was sucked through it along with a chair, table and some lamps. He fell out somewhere in Steel Canyon in a ball, the table crashing to the ground, breaking into pieces as the lamps smashed on the ground.

The last of the images shot through Adams mind, at this point he was in serious pain, tears streaming down his eyes as he heard one last sentence that broke his heart.

"Bathory might as well just kill me now"

Adam stayed silent for a moment, his eyes were wide in shock at this statement, something his wife had thought, the strongest woman he had ever met, she had endured so much and yet now, she was at her end.

The sky suddenly darkened, lightning and thunder formed as the sky itself became angry.
Adam stood up, outstretching his arms he bellowed as the sky crashed with thunder, lightning streamed around him hitting the road, cars up and down the street and the buildings, explosions rocked the street and Adam continued to scream.

Adam grasped his head, something had finally snapped within him and he couldnt hold it back, looking to the sky a bolt of lightning hit him, electricity shot from his eyes into the sky, surging around his entire body he yelled a name, even among the Thunder and Lightning it could be heard for miles around, seemingly carried through the sky, along the clouds.

"JEEEEMMMAAAAAAA!!!"
The lightning around him turned black, his eyes burning a dark shadow through the sky, rage filled his very being at this point and he knew there was only one thing he could do to end it.
He raised his hand into the sky as a bolt of lightning struck the ground, in the split second that it hit the ground it was as if he had grabbed onto it and rocketed into the sky, using it as a way to travel.
He was now flying through the sky as fast as the lightning could carry him, dark clouds erupting, forming from nothing as he soared further and further towards his destination.

The Rogue Isles, Castle Bathory.

Storm heard his opponent next to him, his fists implanted in the road, in the few seconds it took to pull them out again he saw the Shinobi flying through the air, caltrops landing on the floor around him while smoke filled the air, Storm crouched down as small explosions erupted all around him.

Storm quickly stood up again, yelling in anger, as he did a small whirlwind of lightning travelled around him from his feet to his head, his body returning to normal as it did.
He heard Pious mention the amount of property damage that had been caused, a lot of it would have been by him, somewhere around 2 million.

"Ill cover it...dont worry.....ill cover it all"

Storm looked around at the devastation he had caused, not the Circle of Thorns, not the demon, not even his opponent, it was all on him.
He instantly regretted every move he had made in the fight, immediately becoming aggresive towards the unknown opponent, attacking relentlessly without any thought to his surroundings. He knew that the authorities would have tried to evacuate the area and anyone who had seen the fight would have surely ran but...he couldnt have been sure, what if there were still people inside the building?
He had lost his cool so easily, with that there could have only been two ways the fight could have ended, with the Shinobi fleeing as he did when his friends showed up, or with Storms death.

Storm realised his mistakes today and vowed to do better, he needed to begin his training anew, he had as much power as he would need but all he had been doing so far was throwing it around without controlling it properly, he needed to start focusing.
His thoughts wandered a little to the battle the Nighthunters had when they went to free the prisoners in castle Bathory, the one he wasnt there for, he remembered how someone had mentioned one of the enemy had brought in helicopters to attack.
After a few moments of thought Storm smiled under his mask, he knew what could bring him some focus and, with a little luck, help if ever such a thing were to happen to the city again.

well im obviously not sure but dont think Pious has anything to do with it, also doesnt seem like Jemma sent it anywhere, Pious made a guess that it was back to the isles, to bathory but it seemed like only a guess to me so i think she just kicked him in a portal to anywhere but there.

Btw if they had fought would Impervium had been destroyed? or would he escape? the Dunelm group would have tried to destroy it and move on, little need for a team up, and if it did escape then its fit to come back which is basically whats happening now isnt it? big dramatic return, hell you could do it in the middle of a fight, big unstoppable killing machine walks out of a dark portal, something like that would scare the hell out of people!.

Anyway i obviously know as much as you on this subject but i wouldnt worry too much, i dont know there plans but tbh, i dont think they have any plans=)
Seems like a spur of the moment kinda deal, it worked out in the end, maybe something to learn for next time and hopefully improve upon of course.

lol, nah the CoT attack was just a sub plot, something to keep the story moving, they all finished their stuff so want a piece of my pie, back i say! my pie! but yeah its as good a reason as any for them to stop fighting, lol

My version of Power surge, of course he should be all energy and not bits of human.....but meh! good either way

Electricity began to surge around Storm body, he stood still with new determination, parts of his body began to slowly and quietly burst into electricity and then form back into his human self.
His skin showed tiny cracks and golden tendrils of electricity began to seep from his skin, he remained unharmed from the attack, his body now half human while the rest was a mass of golden energy, His eyes began burning brightly once more.

Storm began walking slowly towards the man, with every step he took the ground seemed to sizzle as his feet touched the ground.
"Who are you?"
Storm fired a bolt of electricity at the Shinobi
"Why did you come here?"
Storm fired another bolt of electricity at him.
"Why cause so much destruction? for fun? just because you can?"
Storm fired two bolts of electricity from both hands now at the Shinobi.
"Right now i hope to hell you give yourself in because at this particular moment in time..."
Storm stopped walking, standing still he held both hands together as a golden orb seemed to glow around his hands.

"I AM NOT IN THE MOOD!!"
Storm hit the ground with both hands, the ground seemed to crack down the middle travelling all the way up to the Shinobi, as it did golden electricity fired from the crack, erupting like a volcano it fired upwards all the way from his hands towards the Shinobi.

Storm lowered his arms, placing them by his side as the Shinobi threw the orbs at the ground creating all sorts of diversions, closing his eyes he stopped breathing, whether they were just normal smoke pellets, tear gas or some sort of sleep gas, he didnt want any of it getting into his system.

He started to work on a strategy, his opponent was obviously working on his stealth now, if he decided to run, he would go and help his daughter with the demon, if he stayed...no mercy.
Silently, without moving an inch, he created an invisible lightning field in the surrounding area, the most anyone would feel is a slight tingling sensation in the air, unless they could sense energy that is.

The lightning field acted as a radar, nothing could move through it without shifting through the energy, and with that Storm would be able to sense exactly where the Shinobi was.
He felt him walk around him, behind him somewhere, he almost felt sad that he hadnt decided to run.

Storm wasnt holding back who, or rather what he was anymore, the fight had reawakened the warrior within him, he was going to win this one.
His entire body suddenly turned to lightning as it shot into the sky, for a split second it dissappeared before shooting back down to the ground, forming once more to place him behind the seemingly hidden Shinobi, the ground sizzling around his feet where the lightning bolt had landed.

Storm lunged forward, Jabbing where he thought the Shinobi should be, he extended his forefinger ahead of his fist, a golden aura surrounding his finger, if it were to hit its intended target it would paralyse the part of the body it touched.
A technique a good friend of his had taught him, magnified by his electricity so it could be effective even against a meta human.

Storm felt the blade, it passed through him and in that instance he felt hollow, removed somehow, his arms went limp as his attack became useless but he still fell, though rolling harshly past his opponent, skidding along the floor until he came to a stop. Lying motionless on the floor.

After a second Storm convulsed, writhing in pain he clutched his chest, he had felt the blade pass through him and yet...somehow...it didnt really cut him.
Storm tried to manage the pain while he thought about it, he had lost limbs before but because of his own unique pysiology he was able to reattach his limbs or even grow new ones, but this was something else, he felt the pain that the blade had brought him yet remained whole, a weapon of torture if there ever was one.

Storm pushed himself up slightly, resting on his hands and knees. breathing a little heavily from the attack though he didnt actually need to breath, he never did drop the habit and even found it comforting such as in this particular instance.
He could see the Shinobi out of the corner of his right eye, he quickly remembered how he had changed, he wasnt the heartless monster anymore, ramapaging through the streets, attacking friend of foe even, he seemed more calm and collected, more human.

Storm pushed himself up now, standing tall he looked to his left for a moment, watching Alexia plunge her sword into the demon he thought about why he was in such a rush to defeat the attacking 'monster'.
He spoke aloud to himself.

"To protect her....but...she doesnt need it, because i dont trust her enough?"

Storm looked at the man again to his right, his sword still in his hand. He knew this wasnt the same person he had fought just seconds ago, the eyes alone could tell him that, this wasnt just a battle of might now, he needed skill, strategy even.

Storm looked at his own hands, the gold and black that covered his body seemed to fade as he was left in his Nighthunters uniform once again. Extending his right hand towards the Shinobi the raised his left hand above his head, golden electricity surging around his body.

"I trust my daughter to finish the demon off, just like she trusts me to finish you off"

Storm surveyed the rubble that was once a building around him, it wasnt his enemy that caused this, he did.

"You want a fight...im ready"