Plotline: For better or Worst. (IC story.)

The Suit of Suits.

somewhere

In the darken room where Gemme was being held, a single light hovered above her shinning down, was she. Gemme was still in her hospital robe sitting barely up right in the seat she had been put on, next to her a short way away was a machine. It was connected to her via a group of wires, they seemed to be connected directly into her arm.
Gemme groaned as she tried to lift up her head, as she did the sound of metal foot steps came.
"That is not advised, miss Gemme Greys." a cold voice sounded out from the darkness, Gemme answered with a moan.
"He will not attempt to harm us, as long as you remain contected up to the device." The voice came again, this time the foot steps seem to walk off again. In the dark shined out the Red eye of Assasion, followed by his cruel laughter.

Sean's lab, the Warehouse.

Sean had flown back to Paragon City over night, on one of his private jets, he a barely got any sleep on the flight but he was used to the lack of sleep by now. His headset beeped a few times with a incoming message for him, quickly he tapped the button to answer it.
"Sean, Coms here.. the mark two suit has been completed while you were in England, it is just powering up as we speak." Coms voice said as Sean nodded to himself.
"Good work Coms.. i'll be down stairs in a few moments, care to have it ready for it's final test run and such by then." Sean said with a small slime hinting on his lips.
"Of Course sir, it shall be ready for you to use in appox twenty minutes." Coms answered as Sean made his way into the lift he used to get down to the Base levels.

Twenty minutes seem to drag on for him, but they were only a minor set back for him, once they had past he looked at the case that contained the brand new Mark two battlesuit for him, it had been made just for him, with the scan results and information he and Gemme had got on the various villains of Paragon City, however Sean had also put in his know how of the other villains from his past into this suit, so should it come to it he would be ready for anything.

"Coms, im taking her out for a spin.. lets she how she handles and such hey?" Sean asked placing his hand on the control keypad for the case, he had put it in this to keep it save, only he could open the case.
"Of Course Sean, I will uplink into the suits systems in a moment.. good luck." Coms voice echoed out into the room as he began to upload and link to the suits onboard systems.

"Watch out Paragon, the Night Wanderer just got an upgrade."

A new low.

Sean's warehouse, underground lab complex. Thursday evening.

Sean studied the blueprints Neko had done for him, she had of course opted to help him in building the machines, which was a good thing. The room he was in was his main lab, the worktables and high tech equipment meant he could work on the scan results while Neko worked on the machines in the other Lab, on the main monitor screen was the results the map of the city with the three coloured slowly moving dots that were people in grey, Heroes in Blue, and the Assasionbots in Red. The red dots moved about in a steady almost set pattern, while the rest seem to move more uncontrolled.
Sean glanced up at the screen then at the robotic head before him, a print out in his hand.
"Now if only there was a solution to this that doesn't involed blowing everything skyhigh." Sean sighed as he glared at the head, his metalic lips still held the grin from last he had it out, it's battern form meant it was still a scarey as it could be.
"Now if only you could tell me your secerts without killing me bot.. I'll be happy."

Suddenly a beeper sounds and Coms voice echoes out intot he room.
"Sean, you have a inbound call from Mr loader."
"Thanks Coms, I'll take it on the screen two." Sean said walking over the monitor on the oppersite side of the room to the main screen. Slowly it flickered on as the sysmbol of O'BrainTech Industries filled the screen, then it changed to the face and shoulders of the caller.
"Sean, it's me.. I've had the bot transported back..well at least we tired to get it.. however it seemed to of walked back by itself." The caller said.
"Hey, Loader.. right.. wait? it walked back?" Sean answered before sounding very surprized.
"Yes, it appears it just walked back from the warehouse back to Paragon City.. or should I say ran back.. we did wonder what the dust cloud was." Mr. Loader said before peering around.
"Right.. well that means it's lose again.. great just what I need.. got another thing for you in the mean time to deal with, buddy." Sean said face plaming as he wiped down his face.
"Of course.. by the way, whats that on the other screen?" Mr Loader asked frowning.
"Your next task, see what you make of it.. Coms will send you the datalink shortly.. it's a bunch of scanner results from all over Paragon City, tracking the bots movements." Sean answered nodding to him.
"Sure, nothing like a good puzzle and results to keep the day interesting." Mr. Loader said smiling as the screen switched off.



Sean's warehouse, R&R room. Friday Evening.

The room was like any other staff room near about, however this one had a big pool table at one end, while the middle of the room on the walls were arcade machines, and the far end had a large sofa with matching chairs and a 47 inch flat screen T.V mounted on the wall. the floor was carpeted with a light red while the walls were more a pale yellow and cream boundery.
Sean sat in the one of the chairs flicking between the channels on the T.V.
"Nope.. repeat.. seen it.. repeat of a repeat.. sport.. kids channel.. music.. ooo.. news." He said as he stopped on the news channel, it had the persenter just about to do the main story of the day.
" Now our main story, this has happened only an hour ago, we have been handed footage that shows the unprovoked attack on one of Paragon Citys everyday people, please if you wish not to see the footage turn away now." The footage rolls, Sean can't help but stare at the screen, on it it shows two heroes that appear to drag a man in a jumpsuit into a allyway tackle him while in the background there is a group of hellions beating up a woman, the footage seem to flicker and back out for a moment then shows the person laying on the ground, and the two heroes, one standing on his back talking, before it ends with the male hero firing a blast of fire at the camera.
"Now this appears to be the images that support the claims of a group of people who have been said they are coming under attack from heroes. The question is hhow has this come to be and why are they suddenly tunring on those they have protected?"

Sean sat back in his chair and stook his head muttering "What have we done now?" before getting up and tapping a small panel on the wall beside him.
"Coms.. you monitoring the news casts yes?" Sean asked letting go of the button.
"Yes Sean, I saw it, that doesn't look good.. however the person on the ground isn't a normal people." Coms voice came out from the panel.
"Oh? is it a bot?" Sean asked rasing his eyebrows.
"Yes, it's the same one who was meant to be delivered to us here, im sure of it." Coms answered.
"Right.. have the suit ready for transport.. tomorrow I'll go out and see what I can find out." Sean said walking towards the rooms door and placing his hand on the knob.
"This is a new low, Assasion.. really low."

Master pieces.

Somewhere, Assasion's base.

Slowly the lights came on brighter, again on the same chair was Gemme, still connected upto the machine, however now her outfit was ripped and thorn, her hair had chunks missing from it and her arms had the signs of needle marks. She blinked a few times as she rasied her head, slowly the footsteps came the sound of metal on metal, she murmered before a hand grabbed her chin and jerked up her head so the owner could see her face.
"My dear.. it's so nice to see your still alive, I take it the painkillers have worked?" his almost fully robotic sounding voice asked.
"..better.. but your still as.. ugly." Gemme stuttered out as he threw her head back down.
"Stupid girl.. not nice to annoy your capturer now is it?" He grinned stepping over to the machine connected into her arm. "Remember I can always just make it hurt more."
reaching his metalic hand out and grabbing a dial on the machine he turned it, Gemme screamed in pain as a powerful electrical shock of feed back rippled into her.
"You.. no.. good.. little man, wait till.. Sean gets you." Gemme said once the pain had died back down again.

"My Dear.. im counting on him finding me.. everything is so almost ready and complete.. thanks to your little mutant friend." He laughed walking over to the chair again that Gemme was on.
"Tim.. no.." Gemme muttered as she again felt the feeling that the pain was coming back.
"Yess.. Timothy.. who knew his powers were so.. powerful.. with them.. I had done the impossible.. and more." He said walking away from her and to a window on the far side of the room. Through it was a machine, and attached to the machine almost mixed in with it was the mutant boy Timothy Skippton, aka Time-Skip, around him was more bots, busily working away connecting up wires and moving parts about. The Machine itself looked as if it was completely fused into Tim, as if he was part of it, yet the bits covering him were bolted into place and seemed to be removable.
He sighed then glanced back over his shoulder at Gemme, a wicked grin on his face.
"Soon everything shall be complete.. and my master piece shall be born."

Sleepless nights

a hotel room

Sean lay on the bed, still dressed mostly with his cream shirt on and black botttoms, his belt and grey jacket on the chair nearby. He hadn't even made it under the duvet before falling asleep, be his face was filled with the emotions of the dream he was having.

Trees and brushes as far as the eye can see, running is the dreamer thought them trying to reach a faint voice in the distance calling out to him, crying out for help, the voice of two young girls. The dreamer stops as theres a stream bank now infront now, looking around the voices are nearer, another one has started shouting, a male older voice, telling the girls to stay quiet. Suddenly the dreamer spots the person and the girls down by the stream, far down it, the girls look scared and cry out looking towards the dreamer, then the man looks and theres a loud bang, a cry, and shout from the dreamer, and then he runs off. There now infront is the two girls, badly hurt laying on the bank, more calls come from the wood, this time the voices are calling for the three of them, asking where they are.

Sean murmurs and seems to wake himself a little before muttering something and turning over going back to sleep. Grabbing at the bed clothes and pulling them over him.

There in the lab, the worktables and macines beeping away as the red lights flash. Warning, Warning a voice calls out there infront as the dreamer turns around is Gemme, the young looking girl with red hair and pigtails her lab coa flashes by as she runs for the door. The dreamers hand raises up and points to the wall, there suddenly a dark swirling portal appears, he calls to her to go into it to go to safety. She shakes her head and tries the door, it wont open, she calls to the dreamer. He nods then grabs her and drags her to the portal, I be right behind you, he says before pushing her in, glancing back to the machine then jumping into the darkness.

Sean bolts upright, his eyes still shut, sweat running down his face. Muttering again and just breifly opening his eyes he falls back down to the bed and to sleep once more.

Glancing about everything seems so much bigger, a playground, the climbing frame, the swings. There near by is a young girl, her light red hair in pigtails, looking away from the dreamer, Her greeny blue dress blowing in the gently breeze. She turns about and smiles cheeky before throwing a yellow ball throws the dreamer, he grabs at it with both his hands and runs over to her. she smiles and says, Your funny.. I like you. as she goes shy before turning about and running off. The dreamer goes to follow but falls and ends up with a face fully of grass, glancing up he sees her again next to him, smiling and laughing, You really are silly Sean.. let play. She reaches out a hand and help the dreamer back to standing before running off hand in hand.

Sean turns over, a smile on his face, which ever dream he now has is a happy one for now. Then an alarm sounds, a sean gets up still tired but slamming the alarm clock down he falls back down on the bed.

The Army of Assasion.

Assasion's Base, Factory area.

Slowly the sound of a metal foot sounded walking along the metal hanging path which hang over the factory floor where the machines worked away building more and more bots on the convour belt, diferent robotic arms welding on pieces, wiring up, connecting on parts of yet more bots. The metal foot belong to Assasion, his body now was more machine than human with numours cyberenic implants and upgrades. Hovering next to him was a middle sized Drone, dark grey in colour and it's three teloscope eyes twirled about as it flew infront of him, forcing Assasion to stop.
"What?" He asked the drone, his voice heavily electronic.
"Lord Assasion, tell me.. why do you not just kill them all now and be done with it?" The drone's voice echoed out from it, it's voice sounded male yet was deep and like an A.I's.
"Don't ask that question you idiotic Tronoz, I do this my way." Assasion sneered at the Tronoz drone before grabbig it and forcing it out of his way.
"Sorry Lord, but surely now the time has come for them to die?" The Tronoz Drone asked from his hand.
"Indeed, but we do it myway from now on.. your way is just too.. crude." Assasion smirked before tossing the Tronoz way from him, quickly it regain it's hover and flew back to him.
"OF Course.. but please.. do it soon.. we wish to have this war done soon." The Tronoz Drone said in a similar voice to that of Assasion.

All Assasion did was nod slightly then walk to the end of the hanging walkway from looking down at the factory floor. This area of it was filled with bots ready to move out, each line of them looked up at him, their eyes glowing red. He nodded before speaking.
"The time is near.. The army is ready.. and the city is flooded with the advanced bots, Sean's Satellites are gone.. and the machine is complete."
Assasion turned back around and looked at the Tronoz Drone hovering behind him.
"The Time has come.. allow me to show you what this world people do when given a simple choice, One man.. or one city."
Assasion said before quickly this time walking off back down the hanging walkway towards a room at it's end.

Inside the room, was a camera used for television, a seat, and serveal computers behind the camera, Assasion clicked a button on the camera then moved to the computers, there suddenly was three more Tronoz Drones hovering, they bopped up and down before turning around and wireing upto the computers. Assasion smirked before moving to the seat, which was infront of the Camera, it's light went from Red to green as Assasion took his seat.

The beginning of the end.

Sean's Warehouse base: Very early sunday morning.

Sean paced up and down the lab workstation, he had beeen in his lab for many hours by now, after yet another interesting three hours spent talking to the Longbow. He had been there to ask about a chemical weapon bomb he and a few of his close friends had disarmed on the Up 'n' away roof in Galaxy City. It had gone missing from his lab transport truck it appeared during a routine transport between his warehouse and the Longbow command center, and he wanted answers.
However he never got them, instead he had been told that the case was closed, and there had been no record of the device being transported to them, in other words it had been taken away by them, or another group and he wasn't going to get it back.

Now he paced up and down, half in deep thought, half in worry, mumbling to himself as he paced.
"Gee wiz.. that just perfect.. the device is classed as missing in action." He muttered, turning on the spot and walking back.
"And there the whole thing of who.. and the Assasion case.." He murmured looking up at the monitor screen as a beep sounded out.
"Sean, im picking up another flux." Coms voice came out from the speaker.
"Oh where?" Sean asked walking towards the console.
"The teeeemmppp-" Coms voice echoed out, however it seemed to slow and drag out the word before coming to a sudden stop.
"Coms?" Sean asked again looking up at the screen, it had coms wire frame face on it, but it was frozen in motion as with everything else around him.

The room became a eirey slience, with a greyish tint to it, everything in it was stopped nothing moved, nothing made a sound. Sean glanced around in a panic, glancing from one side to the other to see if there was anything working, anything he could use to see what was happening.
He paniced more and dashed for the door, only to smack into it.
"OW.." Sean called out, rubbing his nose as he stubbled backwards, ".. that hurt."
"Indeed.." A voice suddenly said from behind him.
Sean froze on the spot, not daring to turn about nor did he try to see who the voice was.
"W-who.. said.. whoes there?" Sean asked nervously.
"Do not worry Sean, I am a friend." The voice said, this time a little louder than before.
"How you know my name? who are you?" Sean asked turning slowly about to see who was there.
Standing on the far side of the room was a person, covered by a dark royal blue robe, the voice was gravel and crackled and the persons head was covered by a hood in the same colour as the robe and cape, the only thing that he could see was the persons nose, wringly and pointy like a witches.
"Who or waht I am Sean is not important." The person said stepping closer to him, the voice was male.
"But?" Sean blunted out as the robed man held up his hand, which it self was covered in a dull orange glove.
"It isn't important, however what is.. is this." The robed man said looking up a little.
"Huh? what?" Sean asked in confusment.
"I came here to give you a message, to tell you that you must not give up, you must free them Sean." The robed man said this time again walking towards him.
"I wasn't planning to, now what message?" Sean asked frowning at the person.
"That you must free both, Timothy and Gemme, soon and that you must launch you spacestation and form the Alliance of heroes." The robed man said holding out his hand, in it was a small device which looked just like Sean's Universal scanner.
"Yea.. but you.. how?" Sean asked looking down at the device.
"This will help you, and forget about that bomb.. it has been taken care of.. our friends here took it away." The Robed man said as Sean glanced up at him.
He had been joined by two Droi Drones, each hovering one side of the robed man, they nodded to Sean before letting of a bright flash of light into his eyes.
Slowly as the noise of the room returned, and the flash died away from his eyes he heard the voice say "Remember, Tim isn't a power one man should control."

Sean glanced about and nodded his head before glancing down at his hand, there was the device he had seen in the hand of the robed man.

"-ppporal flux is within the base Sean." Coms voice sounded out again back tot he normal speed.
"I know Coms.." Sean said blinking a few times before looking at the monitor screen, ".. It's gone now."
Coms took a few moments before his wire frame head nodded in agreement.
"We got work to do.. and a base to get spacebound.. and a guy to get rid off.." Sean said walkign over to the console again
"Sean.. how did you know the temporal flux had disappeared again?" Coms Asked as he walked over to the monitor.
"Simple Coms.. I spoke to it.. and no.. im not going to explain it all just check this device out and call the others, we got a meeting to get put together."

The messager from another side.


The Warehouse base

The lights flickered on in the room, itself bare mostly apart from the impervium bars going through the middle of the room, making a cage inside it was the Assasionbot known as XYY-002 one of Assasion's elite guard it's robotic body was much more advanced than the rest, like the elite guard are, the colouring was royal blue with deep red lines going through it for the lighted panels, the main bulk of its form was dark grey with the mark of Assasion on it's chest.
All it could do was to stand there in the middle of the cage, it's eyes fixed at the the wall oppersite it.

Slowly the door to the room slid open, there in the doorway was Sean, wearing his lab coat and his normal outfit under it. Slowly he walked into the room and towards were XYY-002 was looking.
"So, we meet again 002.. can't say I missed you." Sean said reaching for the notepad hanging where the bot was looking.
"Indeed, and if we weren't in this cage... I would of killed you by now." XYY-002 replyed looking to Sean, it's eyes filled with the normal red glow of the bots.
"Somehow, I doubt old Assasion would like that.. now what were you doing there? Why the messages? and wheres the base of his now?" Sean asked walking towards the bars.
XYY-002 watched him move then went to grab at the bars, suddenly its body vibrated and studdered as a massive charge of energy pulse through it, forcing the bot to let go and stumble backwards.
"Oh I should meanion.. the bars Are connected into the bases power supply cores, the voltage will go up each time you try to grab the bars." Sean glanced up at the bot, his own eyes seemed filled with anger.
"Understood.. Sean, now you want answers.. I got answers.. that why I let you catch me." XYY-002 Said smirking with his cold metal lips.
"Well enlighten me then." Sean said looking up at the bot, his pen ready to write down what was said.

"Right, Assasion is just about ready to strike.. well we are he's gone soft. The idiot wants to settle down.. start a family.. give up.. we don't.. we want to fight." XYY-002 said before continuing on, "The real Masters have come, they have given us a new plan, a new mission.. a better mission."
Sean looked up for a moent before speaking "What better mission?"
"To rule, to fight, to have this world.. and all worlds. We shall go out and take over." XYY-002 spoke stopping for a moment almost to allow Sean to keep up with it. "WE Are the Tronoz men, we are the next evolution of everything, we are better."
Sean glanced up again "Everything? doubtful."
"We are, and soon the world will see that no superheroes, no other, will help them.. when we blow out their flames." XYY-002 smirked evily as it walked up to the bars, near enough to have it spark towards the bots face. "We will win, you humans will lose, this is the end."
"And what of Gemme and Timothy?" Sean asked, seemingly unphased by the bots attempt to scare him.
"Tim.. the boy will die soon enough, his power has helped us gather our numbers, and perfect us." XYY-002 replyed before glancing up and down the bars. "Gemme.. Miss greys has been the giver of life, for Assasion, he is now not worth our attenion."
"And what of the temporal vortexes?" Sean asked.
"They were a biproduct of the machines work, a side effect of Tim's will." XYY-002 stood back up fully before turning around and walking to the far wall looking at it, for a way to get out.
"That inforced wall.. with the charge also, now Who are masters?" Sean asked glancing up then noting down something.
"They are the Tronoz Hive.. the drones as you call them."

With that Sean turned and walked to the door, "Thats everything I need for now to know 002." Sean opened the door then left as the lights turned off.

(( is one is a little late but should explain where Sean was last few nights and why "he" was acting off.))

The silence before the storm.

Sean had been working hard in the labs, yet again repairing them with help from a small team of his people from the company. The dammage caused by the escape of XYY-002 was quite a bit, chunks ripped out from the walls, floor panels now sticking out of the walls from where he had thrown them at anyone or anything in his way.
The cage was ruined, the bars had been burnt by the power surge that XYY-002 had caused by grabbing hold of them to make his escape, the shock and result had sent the bot flying across the room and punched a hole in the renforced wall from there the path of desturction and wreckage was clear to see.
"Blasted bot, should of cut of it's legs when I had the chance to.." Sean muttered looking into the doorway of his lab, XYY-002 had ben in there, and left it in much the same was it was all but one console and a desk.
These were turned over and wrecked, broken and the console sparked on the lab floor.
"Darn it.. what the hell did he want in here.." Sean said looking down at the bent form of his pen pot, missing was most of the pens.
"..A pen.. why on eart.. wait the silver ball pen.. its gone."

Meanwhile, somewhere in Galaxy City.

XYY-002 stood in the alleyway, he had a few bits of dammage to it now, and was holding onto the bent and bashed form of the robtic head, just like his own. In his other hand was a silver ballpen, the same one from Sean's lab.
"Sean is an idiot." 002 said looking down at himself, "However lets see how much fun I can have before reporting.. in."

With that said he tried to turn on his cloak device, sadly Sean had removed it a day before he had made his escape so all was left was the hole where it shoud be.
"Hmm.. a problem, not, good thing I grabbed you.. old friend." 002 said ripping apart the head and pulling out it's cloak device, "Not that you need it anymore, 345, but I do."
With that he connected the device into him and pushed it into the hole, his form suddenly changed to that of the suited Sean, in his battle armour suit however the visor was in Red mode on it's screen.
The now suited 002 tossed the boken halves of the head into a nearby dumpster before walking out of the alleyway and into the streets.

Deep in the bowls of the earth under King Row in Nova Prospekt, in the refurbished abandoned bunker from the 1st Rikti War that was host to the Workers Of Eastern Europe RP group, Red Commissar was busy checking over a clipboard held in his hand over the equipment he had been gathering for the last few days to prepare for the assault.

Since he knew the Boombots of Sean were potential powder kegs with their experimental built in reactors that could be used as crude bomb he had stockpiled a lot of non-lethal and EMP weaponry to use to said trip as well as some infiltration tools including a useful gadget from Jakob that could easily bypass any electronically locked doors.

He held up and admired the modified laser tripwire mine which Jakob had also seen to designing for him for the mission, Instead of exploding a powerful EMP shockwave would ravage over anything unwise and electronic enough to trip the thing. He would also carry some basic C4 to help send the thing to the bottom of the ocean once the hostage situation had been done with.

He began attaching several of these devices to newly purchased webbing for his belt ignoring the sneezes echoing around the base as Lester suffered from his minor case of Lester catboy flu.

...the bike's engine steamed in the damp night air , twice round the city at full throttle had cooked the metal to a very very well done state , not that the owner cared one fig ..

..he was now lounging atop a stool , leaning over the bar , debating with the barmaid , which of the seventeen types of beer on offer he would start the night with ....

...like most of the bars Rik discovered , this one had a bit of a seedy, rough tone to it and its customers ....how ever by now the sky blues leathers and the two-tone blue on blue scarf had become a warning tag for those who had heard the stories ....

...and a cautious hand on a friends shoulder stopped any disruption to Rik's latest drinking adventure ....

..and so the poor barmaid , by the incredulous name of Cindy , had to spend the next four hours , enduring a tale of exploding robots..even with their heads pulled of , a invisible , time displaced flying battle station , of soviet warlords ,inventive cat-girls , a huggaholic ,a odd person called Mr Lumps , and how a chum called Sean seemed doomed to be about to die when the fan and poo met soon .....added to the fact the blue clad Rik fellow drank some 27 pints of various beer , never once repairing to the john , and with zero sign of drunkenness .....

..in fact poor Cindy was so befuddled by the verbal onslaught that it was some nine minutes after Rik's bike had roared away , once more at full throttle , that she noticed the bundle of squashed bills stuffed into her tips jar, seem to contain a lot of one hundred's and fifties 's...a awful lot ..