Creeping down the long hallway, Travis, now going under the name Trashman, got out his standard Paragon City issued gun and held it in the ready position. Finally getting to the end of the hallway, Trashman put his back up to the wall and peaked out very slowly around the corner. He learned a few things about what he could do...
Seeing the crazy eyed, wild haired, slightly green druggies as he called them down the hall, he creeped back around the corner. Reaching his gun carefully around the corner and again peeking around the corner, he fired to bullets, one for each of the enemies he saw. Quickly ducking behind the wall again, he took a deep breath and peered out again.
He could see the two bodies on the floor. With a deep sigh of relief, Trashman stepped out. His first KOs...
Gaining confidence, Trashman's strides lengthened. He finally was at a running pace when he ran almost full into a group of the enemies. Figuring he had nothing to loose, Trashman fired five shoots into the group. All of them hit a different target.
Gaining even more confidence, he rushed up the stairs into a large room. He could see the target computer, but he could hear the chatter of the druggies down the other flight of stairs. Sidestepping swiftly out, he fired. Not even checking to make sure the two druggies were dead, he rushed to the computer, loaded the floppy disk, and started the download.
As it was loading, Trashman heard a creeping noise behind him. Slowly turning around, he saw a druggie right behind him, smiling with his yellow teeth. Raising his hand, the druggie took out a rock from his pant pocket and was ready to fire.
Growling and dangerously close to Trashman's skull, he threw the rock. Without realizing it, Trashman reached out and grabbed the rock, span around, and hit the druggie with the butt of his gun. Firing at him just to make sure, Trashman grabbed the floppy disk and ran out.
The sun blinded him as he rushed out of the office. Wanting to get out of the place, fast, he jumped up and took off flying.
Finally reaching Coyote, Trashman almost fell over.
"Good job." Coyote said with a smile "You passed."
"Wha?" Trashman said, confused "Test? This wasn't supposed to be a test..."
"We send heroes here to make sure they are...heroes. We had camaras in that house. Them Contaminated will be back in that house in about half an hour. They probably couldn't hurt a two year old with a toy gun, but its just to see if they really had powers."
"Oh. I was kind of surprised when that druggie got to me..."
"Yeah he was hiding out of site. Seems you got somethin' you didn't tell us."
"What?"
"Hrm..." Suddenly Coyote lunged at Trashman, throwing him off balance. Trashman stumbled down the stairs he was standing on and finally caught himself down at the sidewalk.
"What was that for?"
"Ta see if you had super reflexes. But just one more..." And suddenly Coyote reached down with lightning speed a threw a rock at Trashman. Trashman instantly reached up and caught the rock, spun around, and threw it back.
Coyote quickly ducked down, but the rock followed him and hit him right in the back.
"Ow...well at least its what I expected. In addition to being able to control any projectile that you project, you seem to be able to control any projectile thrown at you. But only if it is a projectile. Any melee attacks your vulnerable too."
"Cool. Where do I go?"
"To Atlas Park. Talk to Ms. Liberty and Azura. They'll hook you up."
"But...how?"
COyote let out a big smile. "Like this." And suddenly he jerked his head back and let out a loud howl. Immediatly Trashman felt himself spinning out of control. And just like that, the spinning stopped and he found himself in the middle of Atlas Plaza.
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Justin woke up to find a dirty, damp smell in the air. Like he always had for the past two months. HE had been cooped up in a little cell, not being able to use any powers without having an entire battallion of police officers on him. But this time was different. He could sense something was going on.
Getting up out of bed, he looked down at his pillow. There he saw something shining gold. It looked like a bird of some sort spreading its wings.
"Hey Partner get outta bed there's something goin down and-" said his roommate, Tex, who stopped in mid sentence when he saw Justin's bird. "Holy lord...you got the jail bird..."
"The what my good friend?" Said Justin in his ever persistant stage voice.
"The jail bird. Its given to those Arachnos wants to break out. Comon!"
Getting up quickly, Tex led Justin down the steps quickly. "Yo H.T. Whats up?"
"Another Recluse pawn breakout." Said a big burly man downstairs. "Ey what a minute, he's the jail bird!"
"Yep. Now where is the fulcrum point?" Even Justin knew that was slang for where they had to go to breakout.
"Sewer. Some Arachnos fliers are out there."
"Thanks H.T." And Tex hurried off with Justin right behind him.
Quickly hustling through the sewers, Justin, running quite fast because of his radiation, yelled out to Tex, "Hey comrade, why are they helping us? If anything, they should be trying to stop us."
Nearing the exit, Tex yelled back "No one goes against Arachnos, especially since they might be the ones getting out soon."
"Glory to the king" Justin muttered.
Bursting outside, Tex turned to Justin and said "Hey, this is where I leave you. Anyone but the jailbirds that breakout now won't survive. See ya on the other side."
Justin bowed to Tex than hurried off. He hurried past the other prisoners, the dumber ones, trying to escape, blasting them out of the way if need be. Finally getting to the flyer, he said to the Arachnos pilot "Hey I'm a jailbird. Glory to the current king!"
"Yeah yeah yeah. Get in the plane nutjob. They're security station is about to blow." And hopped into the plane, with Justin following. As they lifted off, they could hear a slight rumbling coming from one of the buildings. Accelerating to full speed, the plane got just out of reach just in time...
((Note: This is based largely on the game itself. Actual story arcs, contacts, missions, hunts, etc all come from the game, in mostly level order. The character names and personalities are my ideas. I am writing all of this as I do it in game. I did not do this to be unoriginal, but if you think otherwise I dont care. Ok, I do care. Anyway, any comments or suggestion please send a pm to me or at my address @Trashman2546@hotmail.com. Thank you.))
Travis looked around the campsite, shivering and cold. It was beautiful, serene at day, but harsh at night, full of night predators lurking in the shadows waiting to strike. Although he had been living in the forest for quite sometime now, Travis wasnt ready for an animal attack. He just wasnt ready for anything.
Carefully avoiding kicking up any dust that might put out the life saving fire, he turned around and tried to sleep. It wasnt easy. He had a lot of things on his mind. Anyone would
His parents kicked him out only two weeks before. They were searching for any excuse to be rid of him because he had walked on one of their criminal activities, and they thought he might turn them in. So they planted drugs in his room and kicked him out because of it. He was shunned throughout the town, which was crime free until his little story came up, and ran out to the woods.
He wasnt used to being out on his own. He was used to his friends being there, and to a lesser extent, his parents, who were good enough until he found out about them. But now he was alone, and he had to live with it.
He was only eighteen, and he celebrated his birthday on his fifth day out in the wilderness.
Suddenly, he felt a great warmth all over himself. For the first time since he was here, he could stand up in the nighttime without falling over from the cold. He could sense where the warmth was coming from, and there in a tree, lay a round object glowing green. He had been at this campsite what seemed dozens of times, but never before noticed it. Going over to the talisman, he looked around to see if anyone was watching him or if anyone was around, and carefully lifted it up, not knowing what might happen. The talisman rose up from his hand and hovered for a second, and then burst forth into his right arm. It imbedded itself in his arm, leaving a deep, dark red mark that burned him severely when he touched it.
What the he muttered to himself, as he stumbled back from the sheer force and power of the talisman which was making a constant humming noise. It stopped for a second leaving an eerie moment of silence, then settled down completely, leaving a now green mark on his skin. He sat there for a minute, quiet, not knowing what would happen, then settled down and tried to sleep.
The next morning he woke up, searching for the green mark to see if it still was there and it wasnt just a dream. It was real, although he could see more clearly what it was now. It was a horseshoe. What a strange marking. He wondered aloud I thought it would be like a comet or something, but no its not.
He got up and looked around. He realized his food that he knew wasnt poisoned was gone. Sighing heavily, he packed up what little belongings he had into his backpack and went off to catch a wild animal. It was going to be hard since he didnt bring anything to shoot with, but he would take all day if he had too.
After a few hundred yards he came to a clearing with three deer in it. Ducking into some brush and picking up a rock, he waited for the right opportunity to arise. He didnt think it would work, but he might as well try he thought.
An hour later, he was still waiting, and the deer were still there. Its now or never he muttered to himself and threw the rock.
He watched in horror as the rock slipped from his hand too early and flew far to right. But as he watched, he watched in amazement as the rock suddenly turned left, sped up greatly, and hit the deer right in the head. The deer fell immediately and a pool of blood came from his head. Before the other deer could run off, he picked up another rock and threw it, and yet again it honed in on the deer and killed it right on the spot. He let the other deer run off and dragged the two deer to his camp.
Back at his camp, Travis still couldnt believe himself. He was always a horrible shot, but now he could hit anything it seems he wanted to. Just to test it out, he went out and threw rocks at pine cones and tried to make the pine cones go into a basket and sure enough, they all went into the basket and every single rock hit a pine cone. He even threw some the exact opposite way of the pine cone and the rock just turned around and zoomed right into the rock.
He tried many other thing, including his running ability, but none of them were in any way exemplified, just his ability to throw things.
Travis, as any other boy had, had heard of Paragon City. His parents dark lives fueled anger inside of him, and he heard that Paragon Citys heroes fought crime all day long. He longed to go there. So he set out on a quest to get to Paragon City.
But it may take months to get to Rhode Island He thought to himself. Then he had an idea. If I can throw objects and control them, cant I throw myself and be able to control myself? So he launched himself into the air and found he could fly. Joyous, Travis did a few flips in the air and headed to what he hoped was Paragon City
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Justin was enjoying himself. He just got a promotion to be the head of this traveling play group, and he couldnt be happier. It was his life long dream to become the head of a play group.
He organized the group a year ago, and ever since his play group has been traveling all over the world, becoming famous for its weird costumes and dramatic scenes. They were currently in Russia, traveling all over doing performances and signing autographs.
Justin started out in the circus as a ringmaster until he finally got enough people to start his own play group. After a few successful samples to various companies, they finally got enough money to go on tour in the United States. After becoming instantly popular, they got offer after offer, finally accepting a huge $1,000,000 contract allowing them to go all over the world. Now, a year later, he is making one grand per show.
Looking into his crew, jostled by the bumpy van, he smiled. After such hard work, they were both lax and professional in what they did. They could remain efficient but have fun at the same time. It was a dream come true.
How long till Moscow? Justin yelled to the driver
Not long, about an hour. The driver yelled back, checking his watch.
Ok, good, we should be arriving there shortly. This should be one hell of a-And then a deafening bang came from outside the van. Vans were tipping over, people flying everywhere. Twenty miles later, a Russian outpost watched in horror as they saw the destruction. It was caused by an unclaimed dirty bomb made in the Cold War.
As the dust cleared, Justin, crushed by a piece of metal from the car, raised his head to look at the damage. He was horrified that he was the only one remaining.
The Russian medical unit came as fast as it could, but it was too late. Only Travis survived, but he had so much radiation in him the medics figured he wouldnt last long. Quickly getting him out of there and leaving the dead to the others, they rushed him to the hospital. Thats when Justin fell unconscious again.
Justin slowly started to lift his eyes. Looking around, he found he was in a hospital room, but feeling great. Greater then he ever did before. Not before long, a nurse came in and sat down beside him.
So how do you feel?
Great better then I have ever before! By god, I think I am super!
The nurse looked at Justin strangely. Are you alright?
What do you mean? Of course I am alright! I have to be, its in the script
Script? Umm, honey, I think that the radiation has caused some damage to your brain.
Ah! So I see! You are the doubter in this act. Well, I have dealt with your kind before, and they shall be punished. All of them. I am sorry mi lady, but this must be done. Fare thy well! Justin said, dramatically, like he would as if he was in a play. Suddenly he jumped up, reached out his hand, and blasted the nurse with fully green radiation. Then, bowing to the window, which was the stage to him, he took off to the streets and ran as fast as he could.
Suddenly something came up and pierced his neck. Looking down at his neck, he saw a tranquilizer sticking out. Feeling the drowsiness come on, he only muttered the words So the king has abandoned me. Wherever I shall be locked up, I shall be freed, and come once again to rule! The king shall be over throne! And slumped to the ground as the police came on top of him, lifting him up into a car.