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CHARACTER NAME: Liz Stone
DORM ROOM/LOCATION: Gremlins apartment
STORYTELLER: BainofWar and those I trust
THEME SONG: Hemisphere by Maya Sakamoto (RahXephon) http://www.animelyrics.com/anime/rah...hemisphere.htm
SHORT DESCRIPTION: petite, pink haired, light skined, normally sweet disposition with a dark alter persona.
PHOTO (URL): http://www.wcc.net/~mbain/CoHLS.html
CREY INDUSTRIES FILE (URL): see above
KNOWN ASSOCIATES (SG): Whitmoore Aparments Tenants Association on Pinnacle

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CHARACTER NAME: The Wind Blade aka Pvt. Wind on Freedom
DORM ROOM/LOCATION: PCU Arboratum
STORYTELLER: BainofWar or those I trust
THEME SONG: Orrinco Flow by Enya
SHORT DESCRIPTION: Young man of avg modestly muscled build, mustache and a thing for the outdoors.
PHOTO (URL): http://www.wcc.net/`mbain/CoHTWB.html
CREY INDUSTRIES FILE (URL): see above ((coming soon))
KNOWN ASSOCIATES (SG): all alone at the moment

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CHARACTER NAME: John Bain aka BainofWar
DORM ROOM/LOCATION: undisclosed KR warehouse
STORYTELLER: BainofWar or those I trust
THEME SONG: Eye of the Tiger
SHORT DESCRIPTION: 5'8" tall with a battled hardened face and perfectly fit body.

PHOTO (URL): http://www.wcc.net/~mbain/CoHBoW.html
CREY INDUSTRIES FILE (URL):see above ((also not finished yet))
KNOWN ASSOCIATES (SG): Phantoms of the Avalanche

Its very good, thanks for sharing it with us.

CHARACTER NAME: Commander Power's aka Dorothy
APARTMENT NUMBER/LOCATION: 313
STORYTELLER: BainofWar or those I trust
THEME SONG: Windy Day by Youko Kanno for Vision of Escaflowne
http://www.animelyrics.com/anime/esca/tnekaze.htm
SHORT DESCRIPTION: Mercenary/poison mastermind; 8'1" tall, brown eyes, brunette, 42 yrs old.
PHOTO (URL): http://www.wcc.net/~mbain/CP.jpg
HERO CORPS RAP SHEET (URL):
KNOWN ASSOCIATES (VG): Shades of Suffering

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CHARACTER NAME: Forlorn Fairy aka Amanda
APARTMENT NUMBER/LOCATION: 313
STORYTELLER: BainofWar or those I trust
THEME SONG: Woke Up From Dreaming by the Delgados for Gunslinger Girl
http://www.animelyrics.com/anime/gun...omdreaming.htm
SHORT DESCRIPTION: radiation/fire corruptor, 4'6" tall white dusty looking skin, no eyes, pure white hair, 23 years old
PHOTO (URL): http://www.wcc.net/~mbain/FF.jpg
HERO CORPS RAP SHEET (URL):
KNOWN ASSOCIATES (VG): Shades of Suffering

The clerk didn't see the small spheres rolling across the floor, just the tapping of them hitting the wall behind him. Standing up he turned around curiously as two figures darted in and took cover on the other side of his desk. Looking back towards the door he watched an eight foot tall woman in black military BDU's and a visored half helf with rose tinted glass walk in. She was engulfed in flames and carried a scoped submachine gun. Behind her was a petite girl completely white, her eyes had patches over them and wore a slick asian robe with long bloomed sleeves and thigh high stilletos. As the amazon surveyed the scene the pale figure leaned against the doorframe and rubbed it with her hands.

"What kind of material is this Dorothy?" she asked the other.

"Dirty." the tall one replied.

Standing up the clerk found a weapon brandished in his face by a flaming soldier hunched over the desk. Slowly walking around his desk, he noticed another fire shielded soldier kneeling down there on guard.

"Hi I'm Jenkins am I to guess you umm four? need a room?"

"Behind me is The Forlorn Fairy, I'm Commander Powers; those two will sleep somewhere. I need a place with a balconey, preferably one that can support a few sandbags."

"Umm, ok not that big a problem, third floor?" he checked

"Good, and umm a few extra fire extinguishers for the lil lady.."

He looked over at the blind girl who was still feeling out the texture of the walls and nodded acceptingly. With one soldier on point and the other covering the back he led them upstairs to the room. Opening it up he waited for a snide remark over it's emptiness. He jumped as giggle erupted behind him, glancing back it was Fairy groping about trying to disentangle a spider web from her face.

"Sir, room is clear." the point man annnounced.

Jenkins watched Powers go inside and examine the room. A few spitting huffs distracted him as the last strands got shaken off then she too darted in as if knowing the way.

"This is defensible enough, thank you Mr. Jenkins." Powers commented.

He saw one of the men dart out to the balconey as the other stepped outside and closed the door. Waving at the guard, he returned downstairs.

A.P. will remain a mystery so nothing gets spoiled

Lets see kids, let me tell ya a story...

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The Forlorn Fairy:

An assortment of small crabs tip toed about the crisply hot sand sculpting abstract scenes of paradise with their tiny tracks. A frolicking breeze tickled the palms to the applause of rustling leaves. The returning silence was delayed a little more by the tick and thump of a falling coconut. A few circling seabirds gawked at the crustacians as they fled from the shade of the tree. Diving down the airborn hunters were twarted by most of the creatures as they scurried into their holes. As a rogue wave licked at the rolling coconut tempting it with the freedom of the sea, a pair of hungry wings homed in on a lost crab. Just as it closed in for the kill, a noise frightened all of the creatures and sent them fleeing for safety.

A young leaf clothen girl had run giggling from the bushes in pursuit of the hard wooden fruit as it began to drift away. Diving into the water with the grace of an arctic penguin, the woman vanished into the rolling green world with barely a ripple. The prey nut continued basking in the warm currents when it abrubly vanished under the surface with a small wake.

Several yards away her figure reappeared standing on a section of the reef that surrounded the island. Dancing up and down she hugged the prize while squealing in joyous delight. A glint in the distance interrupted the celebration.

Looking off in the distance she saw a strange black airship hovering as something lanced away from it leaving a trial off fire. She watched in curiousity as the long stick bird soared over towards the lush green foliage of her home wondering where it was going to nest. To her amazed horror, the innocent watched the newcomer scream in agony as it gave birth to a star. She could feel her eyes burst as the beautfully tanned flesh turned to ash and a wave of heat tossed its plaything off her perch and into the boiling cauldron of the ocean.

"Did you see that test Arachnos did yesterday, it was so totally cool!" an approaching voice said.

"Look man at that girl, she doesn't have anything on!"

"And she's white as snow too, awesome."

She rolled onto her side and saw the world anew. Everything looked as if on a neutron photograph; a stark black and white arrangement of outlines. A scream of pain burst free as they yanked the woman up onto her feet. Their oogles could be heard through the crooked teeth of skeletal heads, beneath which could be seen the shifting shape of a heart. Fighting against the firm grip, she just wanted to get away. Placing a hand over his ribs created a flash of green light. His bone structure shifted catastrophically as the pounding mass beneath exploded.

Letting go the other kid began to flee she launched another pulse of radiation. Seeing his form collapse too, she found the burned aroma strangly appealing. A passing stranger began screaming at the sight of two smoking bodies but was ignored. While the civilian escaped for help, the confused girl began run scaredly down the empty beach. It was not long before the sirens began searching for her.

Apartment: None, prefers to sleep in the halls.
Name: Cat Queen Emily
Current Location: Breakfast at HC's
Storyteller: Whitmoore residents who find her.
Summary: Once an aspiring veterinarian till the Rikti war destroyed her dreams. She spent the time since living on the streets with stray cats. She was bonded with a Nictus only a few hours before Nathan found her. Unbeknownist to the energy being, she was holding a kitten when it bonded with her. As a result Emily has developed ears, a tail, and the ability to communicate with animals.

((Since I keep finding a use for her... ))

Apartment: unknown
Name: Crystal Stone
Current Location: unknown
Storyteller: BainofWar(greetings) or ppl I trust
Summary: Mother of Nathan Stone, aka HCA 01. Had her naturally very high intelligence modified at the age of 14 by a classified government program. During the process the researchers discovered she was pregnant with Nathan. As she was a verifiable loner at the time, the source of her condition remains unknown to anyone but her. She was able to prevent them from ending the pregnancy, but at the cost of not being able to identify herself to HCA 01. This agreement was nullified by her assassination at the youthful age of 39.

Or archery was considered primitave for normal use, but is now coming back in style.

lol one of my songs is too big but here are the translation links:

Anna ni issho datta no ni

Himitsu

((hmm why not))

Flying over Atlas park in his cargo plane Crimson Twilite sees yet another flock of people begging to win a costume contest. Looking back at his cargo of glass jars containing a couple thousand gallons of hydrochloric acid, he smiles malevolently. Forcing the plane into a dive he close the distance while the rear door opens. At the proper time, he pulls the plane straight up dumping the cargo. Everyone in front of the building is shredded by glass and burned alive by the flood of corrosive chemicals.

**I have these songs if any wants

Character Name: HCA 01

Origin Story:

Theme Songs: Anna ni issho datta no ni ["We were so close together"]

Why those songs? This song symbolizes his connection to his loved ones. Through out the years many things have kept him from showing his love to them. Secrets, politics, and recently death all mock him. But deep down he knows that his love will be requited in his own death.

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Character Name: Mary Forlorn

Origin Story:

Theme Songs: Himitsu ["Secret"]

Why those songs? It fits her perfectly. The way she failed to save Athena stains everything she does. It haunts her to not tell Nathan what happened. But as afraid as she was that he would kill her, she is now more afraid that he will forgive her.

Apartment: The basement(minimal lab, chefs kitchen, and sleeping quarters.)
Name: Nathan Stone aka HCA 01 (Heavy Combat Augmented) also known as Frank.
Current Location: Guarding the lobby from his reinforced chair.
Storyteller: BainofWar (Waves, Helloooo) or ppl I trust
Summary: Born after his mother received genetic alterations for intellect. He was concieved with high intelligence, but deformed. As a result he his limbs are cybernetic and powered by a prototype fusion generator. His machine parts are structural titanium covered by depleted uranium plating. Over his organics, he wears woven chargable ceramic sheeting layered with a liquid armor for trauma protection. He normally wields a massive double bit axe but also has an energy wave projector on one arm, and a pair of tactical lasers in his helmet. Overall, a friendly light hearted man who normally loves to laugh but has been weighed down by recent events.

Apartment: Bumming with HCA in the basement
Name: Mary Forlorn (real name not known)
Current Location: Sleeping in the basement
Storyteller: BainofWar(peekaboo) or ppl I trust
Summary: A gifted Marine corp infantry woman posted on an orbited military space station. It is rumured that a new recruit got jealous of her rejecting him and flushed her out an air lock. A fleeing keldian joined with her to be a peacebringer. After reentering earth and crashing into the ocean, they were rescued by the Atlantian Royal Guard who regarded her as substandard. Athena Valkyrie, one of them, took her in and cared for her. Since her friends suicide she has been shipped to live with Nathan, Athena's surviving soulmate.

Her assailant brought dinner instead of Penny. Torn between fear and worry she looked away as he sat the tray down.
"Where is the other person?" Amanda asked him.
"That is none of your concern." he replied coldly
As the man did an about face and marched to the door, he heard dishes crashing to the floor behind him. A wail, like raging steam from a cracked pipe erupted behind him. Turning slightly he saw his captive midair leaping upon him, the tray held high to strike. With a metallic clunk and thud, she stood over his flattened form and broke into a wobbly sprint. Tightly clutching her awkward weapon she stumbled into an elevator at the end of the hall. As it went down to the lobby she smiled vengefully at the distorted shape the tray now held. As the elevator door opened she burst out only to stop a few feet later realizing she didn't know which way to go.
Picking a direction at random she looped around a corner and plowed right into the line of sight of that Juggernaught. As he raised his missle launcher to fire, she instinctively threw the tray at him. Flaring from the tube, the missle struck the object only a couple of feet from him and exploded. As he toppled back from the blast, she darted by only to tumble down a small staircase. Hitting the bottom painfully she lay there stunned a second before forcing herself up. Steading herself against first, she then started running again. Turning another corner she finally sighted the front entrance. As the distance closed a door beside her swung open. Ignoring it she kept going till a bold shout blared at her.
Looking back she saw the white clad Eliminator standing there holding a minigun.
"Amanda just run!" Penny's voice cried out.
Amanda's heart skipped gleefully hearing her friend was still ok. Running from the same room, Penny tackled the weapon. Instantly its tongue of fire became a cloud of crimson. Only the shear repulsion of that image got Amanda moving again. Stumbling backwards as her stomach lurched, she found herself running forward and crashing through the front door. Moving hasitly down the road, she couldn't see where she was going; her sight was blinded by the horror behind her. Eventually she collapsed on a patch of grass along the western side of founders. She ran her fingers through the soft leaves and started crying
"Penny, you a hero. my hero" she chanted to herself sadly.
Falling wordless she laid there sobbing for a time, till a Cardinal landed next to her. Drying her eyes, she sat up and coaxed the creature to land on her hand. When it did, she slowly lifted it up and gently stroked the shiny red feathers. As she started smiling again, the bird startled away and she flopped to the ground twitching.

"Blast, I waited all this time for a smile and that bullet ruins her entire face. Need to have words with my supplier." he cursed.
Opening the breach of his weapon, he took out the spent white brass casing with a handkerchief. After polishing it with the cloth a moment, he reread the elegant inscription he had engraved there.

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Free bird in the cafe

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Wrapping the keepsake back up, he placed it in his breast pocket. Straightening up his tie and strolling across the roof, he started grinning.
"I wonder who I am going to meet next." he wondered cheerfully.

Penny came back in at what Amanda's stomach figured to be lunchtime. As she set the tray down and turned, Amanda noticed a bruise on her cheek and redness around her eyes.
"Penny, are you alright?" she inquired with worry.
Sniffing once, she put on a smile.
"Yeah, I just did something silly earlier."
Sitting down on the bed, Penny produced another sandwich; but Amanda refused it politely.
"I've been thinking about many things in the past bit. It occurs to me that you got away with making these sandwichs because they are your meals." the heroine outlined.
"Ok, so what if they are you need your strength more than me."
"I won't be leaving here alive, but you have a chance. Eat, please." Amanda begged.
Like an abandoned pet she staired into the Heroines eyes and then roughly tore the meal in half. First offering the larger piece, then the smaller, she finally got Amanda to hesitantly take a portion.
"I swear you could serve a vampire a cup of holy water." Amanda teased.
"I am here to serve, one way or another." she giggled.
Looking back out the window, Amanda looked back out the window toward a flock of seagulls as she ate.
"You know something Penny, I've come to realize that people are like like birds in a way. It's very hard to steal their freedom without killing them in some way."
As she chewed on the last bite, Amanda found herself being tugged of the be by Penny. Tumbling off, she banged her knee on the floor.
"Aww, come on Amanda you have to try harder than that. Lets try a dance, its easier than walking I say because you have inertia."
Struggling to lift the woman up, Penny tried to get Amanda into a clumsy waltz. The door flew open as they tumbled to the floor again.
"Ah ha, I knew it; bothering the guests again. What did I tell you earlier about that!" a man in heavy white armor bellowed.
Storming over he grabbed Penny by the nape of her neck and threw her across the room. Hitting the wall she bounced off leaving a crack in the plaster, then crumpled to the ground motionless. Then his attitude completely shifted to a nice courtious tone.
"I apologize miss, let me help you back on the bed." he consoled her.
"But no, it's..." she started to reply
Shushing the rebuttal, he gently scooped her up and deposited the heroine onto the bed. As soon as she hit the sheets, he snapped around and marched out. Along the way he barely even stopped while he stooped down and grabbed a leg of Penny's. Amanda just lay there in shock while he dragged her away.

As the day moved to night and Amanda tossed fitfully around the bed trying to sleep the time away. Eventually she gave up and laid still amongst a nest of rumpled and knotted fabric daydreaming about her past. As the sun began to rise again it carried her spirit with it and for a moment a smile returned to her face.
"There's just something hopeful about seeing the sunrise isn't there."
Startled she turned around to see the young girl standing by her with a tray of food. Noticing her charges stare at the two omlets arranged on the plate she turned around and walked over to a dresser. Setting the tray down on top, she returned.
"I'm sorry, for disturbing you and bringing that..." she paused and reached under the white maids apron she wore. Withdrawing a package wrapped in brown paper, she bowed down and held it out. "I'm so sorry, this is safe I swear it."
Gingerly accepting the gift, the captive unwrapped the paper to reveal an egg and ham sandwich with cheese on thick slabs hearty rye. It's quality reminded her of the other meals and she warily stared at it. Noting her reaction, the servant held out a cupped hand.
"I make all the meals I should have told you yesterday, but didn't want you to dislike me anymore than you did. I will split it if you wish."
Reaching over, the heroine instead took a soft hold of the offered hand.
"I'm Amanda, lets be friends." she said happily then bit down on the sandwich.
Blushing slightly, the girl shook hands.
"Penny, glad to meet you. Again I apologize for all this."
"Quit apologizing, can you stay a while?" Amanda inquired.
"Yes, sure, he's gone to work. Only other people here are an Eliminator and a Juggernaut downstairs. But they are mean, once saw them take down a hero just because he wandered into range. Too bad that's the only way out of the building."
Scooting over, Amanda made room for Penny to sit down.
"So, if you don't mind me asking, how did you get here?" Amanda asked her. Sitting down, Penny slouched over reminicing.
"My mother works in the Crey factories, not exactly a top job. She wanted me to have a good career and after a while managed to get me interned into the agent training program. One day during my chores, I was asked if I minded helping heros. I didn't realize what I had gotten into, the first hero I really met was wounded too. I wanted to like that one but they insisted that I not get involved. I obeyed not understanding why, at least I didn't until they killed her. I've been thinking about your question yesterday. Three others I've known, all pretty young women. Though none compared to your looks, I think he wanted to keep you. So how bout your past, if I might ask?"
"Your boss sounds like a real sicko. It's sad how people don't see Crey Industries's true face. I'm prohibited from talking about my past, I was banished for... Well for being a hero."
"I see how..." she bit at her lip a second "interesting." she added sadly. Jerking up to her feet she grabbed the bed pan and took it to the restroom. "They log my times in and out over a camera, I such an idiot to forget that." Running back out she dropped the pan by the bed and then grabbed the tray and dumped it too. Amanda found her behavior a little bit funny but didn't dare laugh, rather she just waved goodbye as the girl darted out the door.

Half an hour later a soft tapping diverted Amanda's attention from the window. The petite girl from earlier came in, somewhere behind her an indistinct argument could be heard. Quickly shutting the door she muted it and came over.
"Are you done madam?" she asked submissively.
"Yes, thank you. Tell him it was delicious." Amanda replied
Nodding, the girl picked up the tray and turned to leave as the door burst open. The servant almost spilt the tray as she swiftly dropped down and kneeled. A beautiful woman adorned in expensive clothing and bearing an aura of power marched into the room. Straggling behind her like a lost puppy was her savior. Coming up alongside the bed, the woman kicked the girl out of the way scattering food all over her and the floor. Without so much as a yelp the little one crawled out of the way keeping close to the ground. The woman ignored her and grabbed Amanda by the throat forcing her head side to side in study. She didn't initially understand why the girl was being submissive and considered struggling. But after Amanda looked into the eyes studying her, she made no attempt to resist.
"Countess, please your hurting her." the man pleaded
Throwing the girl sideways, Countess Crey ignored the gasping expression and turned to look at him. Reaching out Amanda grasped the sheets and pulled herself to the far edge of the bed.
"If you weren't my best marksman, I wouldn't let you keep such pets. I must admit she is a fine specimen though."
"Yes ma'am a very nice one, and as you see that new paralytic is working well." he sucked up.
"Indeed the other reason I allow it, research will be pleased." walking up to him she pressed the nail of her index finger against his nose. "Civilians saw you carting her off, a grave error on your part that I have to fix. When I call you, and that very moment I ask, you will do the job as you were have supposed to. Do understand, make it clean; make her dead."
"But Countess..." he started to beg following her out of the room.
At a loss for words, Amanda stared in shock at the open doorway as the two's voices faded down the hall.
"I'm so sorry." the girl apologized as she hastily scooped the broken china and food onto the tray.
The heroine just stared at her in disbelief. "How can you be so calm, do you do this often?" Amanda interrogated.
"A couple of times, by no choice." she replied sadly.
Grabbing up the tray with the pile she made on it the girl darted over and spoke softly. "It's in the food, just quit eating it. I was afraid before, but now that she is involved I too will end up in a dumpster somewhere. As soon as you have the strength, and not a moment after, run. I will keep the guards busy, maybe that way I can die purposefully." Breaking into a run she snagged the door on the way out with her foot, slamming it shut.

Amanda awoke to a sweet smell, keeping her eyes closed she laid there a minute savoring the aroma. Finally opening her eyes revealed a fiery orange rose and a flawless Asiatic lily on the pillow in front of her. She gasped in awe and gingerly reached out of the sheets and brought them up to her nose.
"So you like them?" a voice asked from a shadow behind her.
Rolling over she looked over and smiled.
"They're lovely, thank you so much." she said happily
"No problem, let me get you some food. I won't be too long."
After he left she tried to sit up but failed on her first try. Rolling on her side she tried to move her legs but they wouldn't respond. Frustrated she flipped back the sheets and slapped her right leg, with a yelp she realized that part still worked. Pushing herself up on the headboard, she sat there and massaged them trying to get some spark of cooperation. She gave up and quickly recovered herself when he rapped again announcing himself. Another heavenly aroma escorted him into the room.
"The doctor said after two days you could try eating real food again." he told her.
"Two days, my goodness." she replied sofly.
"Yeah, but you needed the sleep."
Setting down the tray over her revealed a large slab of jager schnitzel. It was smothered in a hearty gravy loaded with mushrooms. On the side a helping of german fried potatoes sat beckoning Again he had premade her tea just how she preferred it.
"How do you always know what I'll like?" she inquired merrily.
"Good food is a universal language." he boasted
"You may be right."
After cutting off a piece she closed her eyes briefly and ate the morsel. Opening them back up she looked to complement the food but realized he had poofed again.
"Well again its good," she raised a fork to the empty spot he used to occupy. "but where do you keep vanishing to. I've seen TV spies less secretive than you are." Sighing she took another bite. "Cheer up girl, how often do you get tended to like a princess. And its not like anyone is worrying about where you are."

After an eternity of hearing her voice fade into the emptiness around her, a knock resounded off of the door. Entering her keeper was followed by a young girl probably in her teens.
"Hush, it's ok we're here now." he answered soothingly.
Sitting halfway down the bed he gingerly took her hand while the girl pulled a syringe and vial from her pockets. Swabing the cap with an alchohol patch, she drew some of the liquid out and replaced the vial into her pocket. With a practiced hand she thumped the syringe and squeezed it slightly to remove bubbles. Kneeling beside the bed, she thumped on a vein on Amandas arm and then cleaned it with the patch. In a quick smooth motion she painlessly injected the cold liquid into the heroine's arm. Done the girl turned and stolled from the room, closing the door behind her.
"So what kind of flowers do you like?" he suddenly asked in a suddenly happy tone.
Looking from the door to him she scrunched her eyes.
"Why?" Amanda asked
"The medicine will take effect in a minute, till then happy thoughts. A smile a day make the pain go away. Do you prefer roses, daises..." he stopped and eyed her teasingly.
His expression brought a smile to her face.
"Lilies." she answered matter of factly.
"Interesting, if I were to gander a guess its not just plain lilies either." he massaged his jaw a moment. " No something exotic and lovely I bet let me see.. Tiger Lilies?" he inquired
She simply shook her head."
"Asiatic lilies?"
"Yup the white ones with spots." she replied happily.
"How wonderful, those are really nice aren't they."
"Why are you doing this?" her tone became serious as her smile faded.
Looking up at the wall he stared a moment then answered. "Because I can, it is as simple as that." he said thoughtfully.
When she said nothing he looked back at her and found she had drifted back asleep. Tucking her arm back under the sheet he sighed and decided to watch over her for a bit.

A scream tore threw the forest, awakening with a jolt she rolled off of the branch and fell. Twenty or so feet down she landed back first onto an exposed root Bouncing off it she crumpled onto an adjacent patch of soft red earth. Curling up she gritted her teeth at the pain and tried to force it from her mind. Another howl of agony forced her to her feet and she started running back toward her village. Arriving after an endless journey of uncertainty, she discovered it was as she feared. Again the Circle of Thorns had come, and as usual they were here to find the perfect sacrifice. She didn't have to think about it at all. Grabbing a shovel from a compost pile she charged up behind one of the Guard's and swung downward with everything she had. A metallic twang echoed with the crushing of the creatures skull. His companion stared at her in disbelief then ran fearfully away leaving his pick of them laying bound on the street. As she untied the other villager, an elder approached her and glared angrily.
"How dare you do such a thing, for over four millenia our people have led a life of non violence against all odds. And you a pathetic little girl think you can go and destroy all we have sacrificed for. Amanda, you hereby will no longer call yourself a Nymph. If you wish to behave like the rest of the trash in this world then we will gladly banish you to them."
She stood there sobbing as three large men came up to her. While two held the bag open the other picked her up and dumped her inside of it.

With a gasp she sat up in the bed and regreted it immediately. Flopping back down she wrapped her arms tightly around her stomach panting for breath. It was obvious whatever painkiller the doctor had given her was wearing off.
Desperate and alone, she found herself pleading for help in ever louder cry's.

A gust of wind tugged at her cherry red long hair as greenish gold leaves floated by. A breif chattering noise on the branch she sat on caused her to look down. A fluffy brown chipmunk its cheeks full of nuts eyed her curiously. Laying her open palm in front of the creature she smiled.
"I'm sorry." she told it sweetly
After it climbed into her palm, she lifted her hand up then swung it around her and beside of the tree's trunk. Chattering thankfully, it lept onto the bark and resumed its journey back to its nest higher up. As it disappeared into the leaves she stared back at the horizon where a storm front approached. Like a dark ominous wall the encroaching rain stomped over the forest sending all below scrambling for shelter. Closing her eyes, she inhaled deeply and took in the scent as it gradualy intensified. She twitched in surprise when something soft thumped down onto her shoulder. The little chipmunk had returned pouches empty, instead it held an unscathed walnut. Cooing happily she cupped her hands and accepted the gift.
"Thank you very much." she told it
Crossing her shoulders it hopped back down onto the branch and scurried off to find more acorns.


The door opened quietly as the stranger peeked in to check on her. Seeing that his guest was asleep he silently slipped over and retrieved the tray. Setting it on the floor for the moment, he carefully slipped her further under the sheets then pulled the covers over her shoulder. He smiled as she mumbled something about a walnut. Going over to a switch on the wall he began dimming the lights. Reducing them to a slight glow, he decided they were just right. After retrieving the tray the man once again vanished from the room.

The faint clatter of china and even softer footsteps awoke her. Groggily opening her eyes Amanda began to survey her surroundings. Looking past a white silken pillowcase she gazed over the spartan elegance of the furnishings and came to notice a young man watching her with amusement. he seem to be in his late 20's or early 30's and was of medium height with a slim, fit build.
"Sorry if I woke you, try not to move too much." he kindly instructed.
"Where am I?"
"You are in my suite, I own the entire floor of this building. A doctor has already attended to your injury, but you will need a lot of rest before you can move any distance."
"Thank you, but why wasn't I taken to a hospital?" Amanda inquired.
"Because your medicom wasn't working and carrying a wounded hero all the way across founders is akin to fixing steaks in a den of wolves. Now you shouldn't talk too much; I know Hero's like their identities secret so I won't tell you my name and you won't have to tell me yours." Walking up to the bed he sat a tray down over her. "Eat as much as you can, don't worry about finising it. Chicken soup and tea, good for everything."
With a smile and a bow he turned to leave.
"Thank you."
Turning his head to the voice he nodded; stepping out of the room the man closed the door.
Picking up the cup, she sipped the tea and couldn't help but smile. It was green tea with just the right amounts of cream and sugar. The soup was a lovely golden color speckled with green herbs, a good amount of angel hair pasta was hiding under the surface giving shelter to hearty chunks of meat. Setting down the tea she took up a spoon and tasted, it too was perfect. The presentation gave her a happiness that seemed to dull the burning pain in her stomach. Slowly spoon by spoon she forgot the oddness of her new surroundings.

[A friend from the Whitmoore suggested I post a story. I'm only dropping a little bit here at first to test so here goes nothing.]

Amanda sipped her tea savoring its delicate flavor. Leaning back she took in the gorgeous day. A small flock of doves cooed from their perch on a nearby fire escape that overlooked the river and cafe. This was her favorite time of the year in Founders Falls, it was as if the world was somehow more alive and happy. She was lucky to have been given such a new life; she missed the forest but thankfully nature wasn't too hard to find in Paragon City. A couple of civilians strolling down the street looked her way, smiling she waved warmly at them. Blushing at such kindess from a strange one turned and crossed a bridge to the other side. Laughing to herself, she raised cup to drink and found it empty.
"Aww." she pouted
Standing up she straightened up her costume and pulled out a couple of folded bills. She always carried just the right amount for a cup of tea and healthy tip and not a penny more. Placing the money on the table she left the tiny cafe and decided to get to work. Humming happily she strolled along the river towards her contact on the southern side of Founders. A few blocks down she suddenly felt a gagging sensation and wanted to wretch.
*Bad cream?*
Amanda knees became weak and let her collapse onto her hands. Rolling onto one side, she looked down to massage the wrist she fell on and noticed a growing pool of darkness. As her head became dizzy she spotted the thick fluid seeping from a tattered hole in a bulged out section of the fabric around her abdomen.
*A sniper, how could I be so careless.*
Unable to make her legs work she reluctantly just laid there, closing her deep blue eyes as her body seemed to lighten and become numb.
"Young miss, hasn't the medicom system taken you? I always hated that thing." a soft male voice inquired
He seemed be miles away and she tried to open her eyes or speak to no avail. Careful not her harm her further the stranger gently scooped the hero up into his arms and carried her away.