The door slammed, Silvia turned and leaned against it. She looked at Dak and smiled.
"So that was mom..."
Dak grinned, they moved towards each other and hugged in the hallway.
"She seemed... nice"
Silvia looked him in the eyes, carefully leading him back into the living room and they settled on the sofa together. She'd spent the day with mom, something she'd been waiting for for fifteen years. She grinned widely as the movie started and they got back to their lives.
Tyger (50), Mutation-Controller Mind/FF - oldest Mind/FF on Union
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I don't know why Dink thinks she's not as sexy as Jay was. In 5 posts she's already upstaged his entire career.
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Paulatuk, Canada.
Above, the icy winds blew across the glacial formations of the Arctic Circle, the temperatures plummeting to an average of −35 °C. The wind carried snow and ice briskly across the surface. A small town battered by the snowstorm, innocuous in its appearance and by all accounts abandoned by its residents.
Deep below the surface was a different story. A large base, one of the quarters of the Midnight Illuminati, was well-heated with neither sight nor sound from above penetrating the insulated structure. At its centre was a large chamber, home to an equally large meeting table.
Several of the seats were already filled by beings of familiar and unfamiliar appearance. Together they sat in silent contemplation lifting their heads only to watch the door open as the leader of the gathering made his way in. Emperor Gar stepped in, staring with his one clean eye, wearing his rather more casual outfit of trenchcoat and leather pants, smiling at his fellows from the Echelon and walking casually to his place at the table.
Three Hours Later...
"Honestly Tyrone" growled the deep voice of Memphis Alexander. Even sat, one could tell he was oddly tall, smartly dressed and aged beyond recognition. The old man had grey hair and withering skin which hung loosely across his dark and permanently angry face. "I don't know why I come to these meetings twice a year. I just sit here bored out of my skull listening to ugly-faced aliens bickering about universal politics. If you're game, I say we get the hell outta here."
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Gar's attention was apparently not on the centre of the meeting as he tried to tap a paddle ball, counting up from a hundred and something under his breath.|
Originally Posted by Pious
Three Hours Later...
"Honestly Tyrone, I don't know why I come to these meetings twice a year. I just sit here bored out of my skull listening to ugly-faced aliens bickering about universal politics. If you're game, I say we get the hell outta here." |
"Why didn't my friend make it as a Doctor? Because he never had the patients."
He continued his count, smiling as if amused by himself. He hit two hundred and stopped, handing the paddle out where one of his soldiers took it in hand. He turned to Alexander, leaning back in his chair, tipping it.
"You're quick to irritate. I suppose that's the main reason you lost Alicia. You tried to move too fast with a woman who had her own path to follow. They never like that unless you are truly more powerful than they are. Still it is getting a little tiring listening to them bicker."
While Gar was talking to Memphis; he was still sensing the arguement across the table. Some territorial dispute amongst two of the Illuminati about another space-faring race finally stepping out into the stars between their two strongholds of power and neither taking responsibility for them slipping out without proper measures of control.
"What did you have in mind?"
Tyger (50), Mutation-Controller Mind/FF - oldest Mind/FF on Union
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I don't know why Dink thinks she's not as sexy as Jay was. In 5 posts she's already upstaged his entire career.
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"Well now that you mentioned it, maybe we ought to find the bit** and take her out ourselves," said Memphis, ever so casually. "She's gone rogue and that presents a major threat to the integrity of our secret society. I know her current location; she's being shielded by the Nighthunters. By the way, it appears you were bang on the ball about the eventual restoration of her genetic body, and all her original powers, hmm? Hang on, my phone's buzzing."
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Originally Posted by Tyger
"What did you have in mind?"
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Originally Posted by Pious
"By the way, it appears you were bang on the ball about the eventual restoration of her genetic body, and all her original powers, hmm? Hang on, my phone's buzzing."
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"You would be right too if you'd been inside the mind of Nemesis himself. The real one that is, not all those steamworks he likes to send out. It's not that hard to understand. Cast a wide enough net and eventually you'll catch your prey. Alicia was dying and desperate and the slightest motivation that there was hope for her would be enough to spur her on. It's an old trick but by the time you stop talking on the phone; you'll only hear my last sentence anyway. So who was that on the phone?"
Gar turned his head back, waiting Memphis' response.
Tyger (50), Mutation-Controller Mind/FF - oldest Mind/FF on Union
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Originally Posted by Dispari
I don't know why Dink thinks she's not as sexy as Jay was. In 5 posts she's already upstaged his entire career.
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"Alicia?" asked Memphis, surprised by the woman's audacity. "Okay, let me get this straight. After all you've been through, you now intentionally want to die again, so you can run around the netherealms searching for your dead son? Are you crazy?" Memphis covered the cellphone and turned to the Emperor. "This girl is crazy. Watch this." He placed the phone back to his ear and continued talking. "Pistol, listen. Despite the fact that you failed to assassinate the Priest, a direct order from the Dark Lord, and even though you ratted us out the police, took all the credit, and are now on the Illuminati's burn list, I'm actually going to help you. I'll help you kill yourself, okay? Stay where you are, I'll send a guy, he's good at this sort of thing, alright?" Memphis hung up. "What a fu***** liberty," Memphis groaned, slamming down the phone. The others around the table turned to look at him.|
Originally Posted by Pious
"Its me. Look, I know I'm the last person in the world you want to talk to right now, but my son is trapped in the Netherworld and I need your help."
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"Fu** you looking at?" he snapped. "One less defect to worry about right? Now get on with your useless meeting before I laser death-beam the place."
Gar gestured to the watching crowd.
"And..."
No sooner had he finished waving his hand that his cohorts resumed their arguing, instantly forgetting Memphis' outburst. Gar turned to his nearest seating neighbour.
"Hmm, so Alicia wants to die again? Shame her son was in the right place at the wrong time, huh?"
Gar picked up a glass off the table, drinking down the refreshment inside before placing the empty glass back, watching it disappear downwards into its slot. He left the sentence hanging in the air for a moment.
"I mean it's almost like someone made sure he was there as an insurance policy. Excuse me a moment"
He stepped up out of his seat and went for the hallway leading into the chamber, humming a dirge to himself that silenced the crowd again. They began muttering about a cursed song, spoken when a member of the Upper Echelon had a plan moving in its final stage.
Tyger (50), Mutation-Controller Mind/FF - oldest Mind/FF on Union
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I don't know why Dink thinks she's not as sexy as Jay was. In 5 posts she's already upstaged his entire career.
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Costa Mesa, California
"Tyrone, it's me Pistol" said Alicia, talking into her cellphone. "I need you to get in touch with Pious Hunter and the others... Excuse me? Well, you never told me Antonio was stranded in the Netherworld. You should have called me anyway. Listen I’ve gotta go, I've made some arrangements and err, I'm going to get him... I'm going back to hell."
The motorcade of black SUV's had just rolled out of the suburbs when a figure in dark trenchcoats stepped into the middle of road, apparently out of thin air. The driver of the first car screamed in agony as his skin sparked on fire. He hit the brakes so suddenly that the whole vehicle nose-flipped into the air. The metal shell seemed to spin forever until it came crashing into a pool of hot lava.
"Holy sh**!" screamed the parole officer, panicking inside the car. Pistol grabbed him by the blazer and yanked him through an open window before leaping out after him. From the safety of a nearby rock, they watched as the suburban vehicle sunk into its fiery grave. "Where the hell are we? Did you... did you literally bring us to hell?!" yelled the policeman. And right on cue, a swarm of winged demons shrieked a deathly wail across the volcanic landscape.
"Officer Neil," said Pistol, reaching for her arcane flintlocks. "Whatever happens, just stay with me." Pistol aimed her guns into the red-hot clouds and prepared to open fire. "Honey..." she cried, "I'm ho-omeee!"
Silver bullets engraved with arcane markings ripped through the air and negative energy burnt through the flying demons. Then suddenly, it all went dark.
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The Seventh Void|
Originally Posted by Pious
Chapter One: The Wandering Clone A netherworld known to many as the seventh void. A place of dry land and desert climate. A man in a purple-blue lycra suit with yellow stripped patterns wanders through the barren lands without purpose or direction. He staggers about, struggling to summon enough energy to take his next step forwards. As beads of sweat broke out from within his costume, the man gives in and risks removing his helmet. He lifts off the reinforced plastic and reveals smooth brown skin and a handsome shaven face with sharp eyes and slick, jet-black hair. In the distance, he thought he could see a makeshift hut built near an oasis. Worn out and dehydrated from his long walk, the man rushes off towards the oasis. In his mind he pictured the sweet beautiful sensation of fine water flowing down his sandy throat and quenching the burning fire in his aching lungs. So close to the water, the man trips on a thread of wire and falls face first into the desert sand. In the corner of his eye he saw something big and sharp falling at a high speed from the palm trees above. A quick and deadly flash of steel was the last thing he ever saw. "Oh nasty!" came a voice from inside the hut. "That's the third one this week" said another. "Dante, your turn to clean up out there!" "Why!?" came a high pitched reply. "Man, I do all the work around here. This is bullying, you know that? It's because I'm the youngest isn't it?" "Youngest by what, twelve hours?" said another voice. "Don't worry bro, I'll take care of this." Out of the hut came a man dressed in dirty torn jeans and a once-white vest. His facial features flawlessly resembled the decapitated victim's. "Well if it isn't Captain Harlem to the rescue," came a snide comment, shouting after the exiting man. "I find it intriguing" said another voice, deep, with a New York accent. "Guy's only been here a few months and already he acts like one of us." "Well technically, Axel" came another voice. "Err... he is one of us." |
Captain Harlem was dressed in torn jeans and a dusty vest. His smooth brown skin was complimented with a handsome shaven face, sharp eyes and slick, jet-black hair. He moved across the desert sand, over to the decapitated body of the Crey Industries revenant clone, a perfect replica of his twin brother, the hero Pious 'The Priest' Hunter. It was to this realm that the Priest had banished all his biological copies, twins and Crey clones alike.
"Well aw'right" said Harlem, bending over and grabbing the body by its legs. "Don't fret none pikni, I'll give you a burial worthy of a priest."
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"I'm afraid I'll have to stop you right there," came a feminine voice, holding both a soothing and fearsome quality. "My name is Evea and I am an angel of the Lord. The twelve of you have been trespassing on holy ground and have comitted murder on multiple counts during your stay. I make it about time you leave."
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"Well aw'right" said Harlem, bending over and grabbing the body by its legs. "Don't fret none pikni, I'll give you a burial worthy of a priest."
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Earth regenerator Axel Hunter, fire blazer Sinn Hunter, feral fighter Jackson Hunter, ice former Jason Hunter, shadow dancer Dante Hunter, air bender Marcus Civil and water blaster Younger Freeza stepped out of the hut accompanied by other cloned twins of the Priest, known as Commander Pious, Officer Pious, The Sentinel and The Crusader. They all lined up to join their brother Captain Harlem against the avenging angel.
But without so much as a raised finger by the alluring angel girl, the boys found themselves spiralling through time and space.
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Tyrone picked up the phone, reading the number and the name...|
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Costa Mesa, California
"Tyrone, it's me Pistol" said Alicia, talking into her cellphone. "I need you to get in touch with Pious Hunter and the others... Excuse me? Well, you never told me Antonio was stranded in the Netherworld. You should have called me anyway. Listen I’ve gotta go, I've made some arrangements and err, I'm going to get him... I'm going back to hell." |
"Hey Alicia... You should've told me you were going to see Silvia... You're what? Alicia.. Alici-argh!"
He pulled the phone away from his hear as it shrieked at him looking back to it as the connection fell silent. The display read 'Call ended' and he started dialling again. He searched through the shortlist of names until it hit on 'Pious NH' and hit call. He put it to his ear and waited.
Tyger (50), Mutation-Controller Mind/FF - oldest Mind/FF on Union
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I don't know why Dink thinks she's not as sexy as Jay was. In 5 posts she's already upstaged his entire career.
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"Tyger" replied Pious, putting his cellphone to his ear. "Everything okay?"
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Ty sighed into the phone.|
Originally Posted by Pious
"Tyger" replied Pious, putting his cellphone to his ear. "Everything okay?"
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"Alicia's in trouble. I was just talking to her and there was a shriek down the line before it went dead. I don't know what happened"
"She's in hell"
Ty's eyes widened as he heard the voice behind him. It was his but aged and distinctive. He turned and blasted at its source, scarring the wall. The image of his other self, Emperor Gar, looked at the wall. Ty simply looked at the damage past him, the phone still to his ear.
"Nice shot. She's in hell. You're going to tell Pious, who can't hear me by the way, that you need to get a team and find a way to get to her and bring both of them back."
Ty kept his eyes on Gar while he resumed talking to Pi.
"Yeah, I'm okay. Alicia's in hell and we need to get her back. I have a couple of people I can call on and I imagine you do too. .. Huh? Oh I just got a tip... Yeah, I'll be there."
Ty hung up and stared at his counterpart.
"What's your angle? You're telling me exactly where she is and what to do. What are you up to?"
Gar smiled.
"Well aside from someone making it personal; I loved mine as much as you still do her and I don't want to see her end up left there. I know you don't believe my motives but giving you a heads-up doesn't really change much aside from now it's all on you to get her back."
His image faded and Ty was left staring at the charred wall. He started thinking about names and began to dial again.
Tyger (50), Mutation-Controller Mind/FF - oldest Mind/FF on Union
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I don't know why Dink thinks she's not as sexy as Jay was. In 5 posts she's already upstaged his entire career.
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That evening, just outside Silvia and Dak's home.
"Sorry to have cut short your reunion" said the escorting officer, holding open the doors to her SUV.
"Goodbye Silvia," said Pistol, entering the vehicle. "See you tomorrow for dinner!"
As the door slammed shut, Pistol rushed to find her cellphone and quickly dialed an old friend. "Hello? Yeah its me. Look, I know I'm the last person in the world you want to talk to right now, but my son is trapped in the Netherworld and I need your help."