Wonderful thing to come back to... Patsy thought to herself as she used the nearby dumpster to haul herself back to her feet. Her head was still spinning after she awoke to find herself in the middle of a deserted alley. Well, at least it wasn't Silver Lake. she murmured. She never could understand why - even though her skin was pretty much inpenetrable - she could still feel pain from every blow she received, and her only chance of getting any real answers had vanished a few decades ago. It didn't matter anymore, and most certainly not right now. Now what mattered was trying to help clean up the place, if need be, and work out what the hell happened to that dropship.
The immortal kept her balance, closed her eyes and took a few deep breaths in an attempt to clear her head, then slowly walked back out onto the streets to see what was going on since she passed out.
She frowned as soon as she glimpsed the woman with the camera briefly, then shook her head, walking away in search of anyone who could use her help.
I'm not warning her next time...
Sam: "My mind is a swirling miasma of scintillating thoughts and turgid ideas."
Max: "Me too."
Stuff
"Where's the John Doe?" asked Richard as he returned with Antonio Nash.
"4th floor, room 415." replied the registrar.
"Thanks"
As they entered the room, they saw the hero - attached to an iron lung, kidney dialysis, and god knows how many other tubes. With 3 other doctors in the room aswell.
"Ah, Dr. Price, you are back with someone who can identify our patient here, yes hmm?" asked one of the doctors.
"Hopefully, Mr. Nash here works at the City Hall, and knows a large proportion of the hero community. Do you know him Antonio? His outfit is over there on the chair.",asked Richard.
Antonio stepped forward and looked at the patient;
"Good god, it's Joseph Infinus. I think, but i thought he had a large scar across his right eye. Must have had reconstructive surgery. What's his status?"
"He is deteriorating fast, what we are doing is only delaying the inevitable."
"This man, be it Infinitron or not, has done this city a great service at his own expense. He deserves all the resources we have available. And if he isn't Infinitron, then we need some answers from him.
Doctor, we will need him concious for the merger..."
After healing those with the worst apparent injuries, Lady stormcrow once again came to where Infinitron was lying. She gave him a reassuring smile "How are you feeling? Can you move?"
"I've hurt my back, but i have pins and needles in my feet, so it ain't broken. These buildings are tough. Who was the guy that stopped the ship, that was pretty ballsy." Infinitron said as he pulled himself up to his feet.
"Ooh, this is gonna smart in the morning. Thanks for all the help ma'am. I better grab my rifle and... oh man" sighed Inf as he spotted the crushed remains of his rifle.
Sam, grunts as she tries to stand up but drops back down grimicing in pain, "Damn broken legs..." shows other signs of injuries, bruises, swellings she slumps back and faints...
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"At least a rifle is replaceable"
Looking over to Sam as she fell, Lady Stormcrow kept her expression as deadpan as she could whilst speaking to Infinitron "Um..you don't have any siblings who in the same line of..work do you?". Dismissing the thought she turned to where the other hero lay with a final remark "either way, it might be useful for you to watch the footage taken by our enterprising young journalist, wherever she went"
with a quick walk, she covered the distance to where sam lay and placed a hand gently upon her stomach, extending healing magic throughout the heroines body, working on her broken legs and other more superficial wounds.
((Blargh, sorry for the 4-page absense. I'll assume that Grim got dragged to the hospital and all. >_>
)
Grimface opened his eyes. It took him a few seconds to realise he wasn't wearing his mask. Hurriedly, he reached out to his side, felt something metallic and without thinking grabbed it and clamped it over his face, taking a few deep breaths before sitting up. The optics lit up their usual icy blue and his HUD started bringing up data about his surroundings - the white walls, the doctors, the machinery, the table he'd picked his mask up off and the hospital bed he was lying on.
"Five more minutes, mum," he muttered sarcastically as he peered around the room. Gradually, he became aware of what had happened - he'd been knocked out by a few Drones blowing up in in his face. He sighed and slid off his bed.
Infinitron nodded, and took flight. He'd recognised Tracy Glenn, of Channel 9 news, from earlier. He'd wait for her there.
Meanwhile in the hospital;
The Hero was coming round, but was still disoriented.
"What is your name hero?" asked Richard
"...mrfphr..-n-f-nus" mumbled the man. He collected his strength to say "Infinus" before passing out.
"That confirms it then, we put him forward for an immediate Kheldian merger."
"Ah miss Glenn, you were here quicker than expected" grated the metallic voice of Infinitron, "i need to see that videotape that you recorded"
"Oh, by all means of course - i didn't do anything wrong did I; well i know i did alot wrong by not running the hell away - but i just videoed what happened. Is the guy, the one who stopped the ship, is he ok?" blurted out Tracy to the imposing figure of the armour clad hero.
"I'm unaware as to his condition; and your video may answer some of the questions i have. Once i have seen it, you can carry on with your reporting. I imagine your bosses will be eager for this story" he commented.
Inside the building, she hooked the camera up to her PC screen, playing back those mere minutes that had seemed like hours. The camerawork was unsteady and not always focused, but showed the true terror of the situation. Infinitron had her playback the opening of the portal and the figure emerging several times. But no more than a blue blur was really that evident. The recording stopped and went into static just after the figure hit the ground.
"What?!?" Tracy exclaimed, "damn, what a time to cut out, the rest is great though."
"Did you see the heroes face?" asked Infinitron.
"Hmm? No, well not really. At the time i thought i recognised him, but now i cant even remember seeing him up that close. I was kept away by another cape." Tracy replied.
"Thankyou for your time ma'am" said Infinitron as he stood, and marched out of the building. Tracy turned back to her computer and began to type.
Meanwhile, in a restricted section of the hospital;
"He's awake now, you can come in and ask your questions Mr. Nash" informed the Doctor.
"Thankyou" said Nash, strolling into the room with Dr. Price at his side. In the bed sat the now recovered hero, with a faint blue aura around him.
"Good to see you better again Inf" greeted Nash.
"I'm sorry but I'm pretty sure i don't know you; and i'm even more sure you don't know me" he replied.
"So you're not Joseph Infinus then? You look exactly like him, and before you said that was your name. Maybe the merger has caused some amnes.."began Nash.
"No, it has not. You are mistaken sir; what i said was that my name was Infinus. Not Joseph Infinus, but Rufus Infinus. Please, close the door. I am aware of who you are, you are one of the names I would be able to contact on my arrival, if i was too late", as the door was closed, Rufus continued, "Mr. Nash, I am a descendant of the man you know. I am not from this time, but from 250 years from now - I was sent back to prevent the fate that we in the future faced. The Rikti took over, and we traced it back to this day as the pivotal moment in their victory. My mission was to prevent that occurence, and i was to sacrifice myself for this cause. But this kheldian merger was unexpected, and already i fear that my prolonged existence here has changed things more than I know. But now that the past has been changed, and i have no way back, then i feel it is my duty to continue to prevent the fate that i have seen is possible. If you will allow it" concluded Rufus.
"Well, that's a lot to take in; i've seen my fair share of weirdness, but this is right up there. I can put you through for a hero license yes. But we will need a more indepth interview with you, and keep you on a tight leash to begin with. We don't want any paradoxes here you know, we have enough troubles as it is. But we can't deny what you did today, good to know that Heroism doesn't die out" replied Nash, "Now we just need a name for you. Hmm, time travel, time, 4th dimension. How about the Next Dimension; i'm sure that's free from my recollection. Can't have you going round saying you are Rufus Infinus now can we."
"I suppose not, it will suffice" commented Rufus Infinus, the Next Dimension.
((Thankyou everyone for taking part and/or reading this. Been great fun, and defiently a more interesting way of introducing a character to the community. Thankyou again, and look out for more fun and games over the next few months))
Looks up into the demons eyes, "You know it's almost pointless, if you can heal you can tell my metabolism is slower than most so the best bet would be a hospital but...." coughs and spits otu some blood and one or two teeth "If you're powerful then it's worth a try." slips unconcious again
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Continuing to heal the heroine, Fi remarked more to herself than anything "I've noticed". As she was pouring her mystical healing energy into the injured body more wounds were apparently springing out of nowhere. Unable to guess the extent of the newly appearing wounds, the demon was unwilling to pour all of her energy into what ultimately may be a futile healing effort.
"hospital it is". With a cautious movement, Fi picked up the fallen heroine and with a blink, they were both gone.
((Thanks for setting the scene Inf, It's been fun ^^))
Sammy slumped down at the foot of a building, tired and feeling the pain from earlier catch her up, leans her head back looking at the rest of the heroes, trying to stop her nose bleed.
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