Of Gods, Men, and Prodigies RP (IC/Private/Character)

by **Confederation of imperial states** » Wed Jun 22, 2016 6:41 pm

Gods, Men, and Prodigies

This is a story of Gods and Men, a story in which Metahumans, Aliens, Men, and other beings come together to preform glorious feats. This is a Story of the First generation of superheroes, and how they carved the path for more Heroes and Villains to rise, for better or worse. Aliens, Demons, Gods, Titans, and simply Humans fought against one another, many on the same sides forming together to stol the other, the endless cycle. This is a Story in which the Multiverse's very balance would be dictated by the people who stood up for Justice, Hope, Honor, and Fear.

This is the Story of the First and Last Superheroes, and how they saved the Multiverse

Rp Timeline

Fifteen Years Ago (Year One)

Far before the Metahuman population is what it is now, the first of many heroes was the "Knighthawk of Chicago". The Hawk was and still is a debated rumor amongst the people of Chicago, sparking heated debates between Chicago City officials, the General Populace, and all in between. The debate between both sides, some believing the Vigilante does exist, while others think it's just a myth stirred up by the one percenters to keep the 99% occupied. Regardless of what they believed, 15 years ago Knighthawk started it's reign in Chicago against the criminal underworld of Chicago. At first Knighthawk started out by relieving the slums, Industrial District, and eventually the downtown of Muggers, Thieves, Murderers, Pimps, and other scum. However things were kicked into high gear, with the side that believes the Vigilante does exist, when the Corrupt Police Commissioner started to have it's men try to catch the Vigilante, through luck, or more likely intelligence, the Knighthawk was able to see the false traps set by the Police to lure him into an ambush. The Police Commissioner was forced to step things up when the Chicago Crimelord Roman Pretkov was attacked by the Knighthawk in his very home, hogtying him and dumping his expensive car in the river, even telling him which port it was at.

This would only cause backlash for the Vigilante as not only did the Swat get involved, but they also supposedly cornered him in an abandoned apartment complex in December. The Knighthawk took cover within the darkness of the ruined building, as the Swat had tons upon tons of Thermite dropped in it, detonating and badly damaging the building. Afterwards 5 entire Swat Teams were sent in to smoke out the Vigilante, They had him Cornered, they had him Outnumbered, They had him trapped, They were in Trouble. As the Police blockade waited outside, people could hear the gunfire, yelling, and screaming as Knighthawk attacked the Swat, throwing down smoke, flashbangs, beating, punching, high kicking, and taking down every single swat member within the building.

After the crowd of people and the police saw what seemed to be a large, Shadow like figure, shaped like a Hawk rush out of the interior of the building, it was over.

10 Years Ago (Year 5)

5 Years after the sighting of the Knighthawk Vigilante, Chicago's crime element was being turned on it's head. Crimelords beaten and thrown infront of the police HQ, Notorious murderers and muggers too afraid to leave their apartment. 5 years after his first appearance, and 5 years into the Vigilante's career, over 2,000 members of the Chicago Crime Network had been put behind bars. During this time many Metahumans had started to appear around the world, very few Heroes rose out of the new Era that rising. But Villains, the Metahuman Villains were crawling out of the wood work everywhere. Knighthawk's war on Crime continued long into his 5th year, where sightings of the Vigilante gaining a protege' helper were made. Still, the Debate continued whether the world's first Hero was real, as some continued to press that this just may be a Government hoax, as the corrupt Officials and the Mayor continued to siphon funds from Chicago's taxes. However, midway into the 5th year, An Explosion at a Warehouse shortly after many say a figure on a motorbike was seen rushing towards it occurred. The Explosion was caused by The Architect, a Chaotic Villain who's real name us unknown. After that, many say Knighthawk became much more Brutal and Darker, with Seclusion encompassing the Vigilante.

8 Years Ago (Year 7)

Just 2 Years after the Explosion and what marked the 5th year of the world's first real Superhero, The Chicago Government was toppled. Not toppled as it was destroyed, but with the combined efforts of the Mayor and his cabinet's criminal actions exposed mysteriously to the media, and the New Candidate for the Mayor's Office Daniel Storm, who'd previously was cheated out of the popular vote by Election rigging. Taking power in Chicago, he established a cabinet of Good, Moral, and Kind political officials who wanted to see Chicago succeed. Along with the change in Management Daniel Storm changed one more thing, tearing down the Silver metal statue that the mayor erected of himself in the center of Chicago's Park. The change of Management in Chicago, along with the continued Reign of Terror that the Rumored Vigilante brought, told any sane Villains away. The only ones who attempted to attack Chicago and her people, were Either Greedy, Paid off, or Utterly Insane.

Across the country on the west Coast, a Hero known as Titannia arose causing the criminals on the West coast of California to scatter into the dark corners. She was a Female Hero, a Power house, who fought to protect innocent civilians and save lives, while fighting crime and villains where ever she found them. Titannia has been said to have interacted with the Vigilante Knighthawk, the Demonic looking Crime Fighter being spotted alongside her as she took down the Crimeboss. As soon as he was seen alongside her, he vanished, further fueling speculation as if the Hero currently as old as the Metahuman population, really exists.

5 Year ago (Year 10)

Just 5 Years ago, was when the Superhero and Metahuman Community came to it's full present situation on the world stage. A Metahuman International Criminal, Thunder, who had previously lead a path of terror across the world, more recently through the US at the time, was in the North Midwest of the United States. Working with some of the Gangs and Cartels in the city of Detroit, Thunder had a Dirty Bomb Nuclear Device planted within the city at a secure location. He and his Metahuman team then took to the news, proclaiming that the City was theirs, and to a then unknown person, "Guardian" that he was not to enter the city. A few days passed, with Titannia, and many others wondering if they should proceed with rescuing the city. But in reality it was the Hero Guardian, his red, white, and blue suit with his glorious cape leading the way, with the US Military backing him in full force.

In an event that would be known as the "Detroit Black Zero" event, Guardian with the help of the US Military moved into the city to combat the Metahumans there. Guardian attacked Thunder head on, taking on quite a few of his Metahumans at a time, the US Military backing them with Aircraft, Ground forces that were dropped in, and even Soldiers and Paratroopers. However the effect of which was devastating, Skyscrapers toppled and devastated, the entire Downtown area was ravaged, all around Aircraft were dropped out of the sky by the Metahumans, seemingly too powerful for mortal weapons to fight. In the end Guardian defeated Thunder, and sent him and his Metahuman team running, they'd go into hiding for years to come. In the aftermath Guardian was known to the world, a Powerful, Stoic, and Kind hero, he took up Protection of the city of "Infintarium", a Bright shining Metropolis on the east coast. However, the effects left the city and it's people devastated, with some people blaming the US government for being so hasty, and many others blaming Guardian.

In other parts of the world, In the oceans a Merman of sorts, with a Trident and all has been spotted in the US, Europe, and all across the pacific. Many call him an Atlantean, but it remains to be seen if he is friend, or if he is truly a foe. However nearing the end of the year, an Alien crash landed on Earth in the Southeast of the United States. The being would become known as "Kalder".

Today (Year 15)

The metahuman Community is greatly present in the world, with the population reaching Millions of people quickly. Superheroes are present around the world, Guardian, Titannia, the still debated "Knighthawk", along with the still rumored Atlantean, and the being "Kalder". Kalder had fleed from the public and media as they tried to find out what truly was this creature, however in his escape he came into contact with Guardian. Guardian had befriended Kalder during the 5 years since Black Zero, and would eventually become good friends. However Guardian's Stalwart Heroism would attract unsavory results, as from the ashes of Detroit all those years ago.

Important Cities

OOC

by **Confederation of imperial states** » Thu Jun 23, 2016 5:21 pm

Southside Chicago
12:45am

["And the Chicago Bears loose yet another touchdown to the Dactopolis Jets, after their Quarterback Lesner Manning intercepted..."] A Female sports broacaster said, the current football game being broadcasted though the small TV on the dashboard of the Police car. The Playback footage showed one of the Chicago players throwing a football up across the stadium, only to be intercepted by a Dactopolis quarterback and ran down the field.

"I swear kid the Jets keep Fucking us up everytime we try to go for the superbowl..." an Older cop muttered as he reached down, opening a plastic bag and taking out a Donut. The younger cop, in the passenger seat, drank his coffee as he kept his eyes on the Game, taking a sip from the hot Styrofoam cup while doing so. The Older cop bit down onto his donut, the crumbs falling into the cracks of the seat as he started to chew, using a rough napkin to wipe his mouth and his shirt. "Don't say that, we might beat 'em" the younger cop said placing his coffee in one of the cup holders. The Older cop shook his head, "Dactopolis has always been kicking our asses, On and Off the field". The Young cop sat back as the commercials started to play on the TV, as he turned to say something, the dispatch radio cut him off.

["Dispatch to Car 27; We have reports of a Gunfire coming from an Abandoned House, southeastern Southside. We need you to check it out"]

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The Older cop sighed,
"Back to the grind", Grabbing the Radio he said ["Dispatch this is Car 27, we're on it"]. dropping it back in the holder he swtiched the gears into Drive, driving out of the alley they were parked in an onto the main road.

The Young cop loaded and took his Pistol off "Saftey", placing it back in his holster he turned his head to the Older Cop.

"You think we might see him?",

The Old man raised en eyebrow " 'Him'? ",

"You know, The Knighthawk",

The Older cop sighed "Kid we both know that's a myth, used by Chicago parents to keep their kids from stealing",

The Young cop sat back "But what about the sightings, the Beatings and the 7,000 Criminals that had rose. Hell what about the Brandings on Inmates that have recently turned up?",

"Kid look. I've been on the force for 10 years, and In that Time I've seen some Shit. Never, and I mean, Never, Have I seen a God Damn Hawk vigilante",

As the Car reached the abandoned building, it slowed to a stop infront of it, the entire street abandoned in the immediate area. As the Older cop got out, he grabbed his gun from the door and pulled back the slide. "Alright Kid, nothing two bad just watch your Six an-", The cop was cut off by the sounds of Automatic Gunfire coming from the house. They could see from the front, coming from a backroom on the top floor, faint flashes ensued when the gunfire went off. Following it, the sounds of Thundering noises, what sounded like a Cinderblock being thrown into the wall of the building sounded out over and over, punch after punch. And then the sound of a Horrid scream of Pain and Terror came from the Chimney, as a few Owls and Hawks flew out from their resting place within. The Cop exhaled as the Younger Cop was gripping the top of the open car door so tight, he might've bent the metal if he kept going. "Kid..." the Older cop said straightening his cap,

"get the Shotgun, we're going In...."

.

"Knight Vigilante"

"On....Two.....Three....BREACH" The Older cop said as he kicked down the door, it flew open easily, the Risted and mold covered locks and hinges giving way to his kick. The old man aimed his pistol straight into the house, it was held in his right hand while his left hand held a Flashlight. "Let's go..." he said moving in slowly, the younger man followed him in, the Shotgun gripped tightly as he watched his back. The Old cop walked into the house, stwpping left around the stairs to the right wall, he moved forward down the hall. What he saw was a large hole in the wall, enough for someone with the fist the size of a Rock, and lodged in the wall, was a Lodged Knightdart. It stuck out of the wall, Rain and moisture, along with what may have been dry blood on the blade. The Older cop simply ignored it as he walked, past, the younger cop staring at it for a few seconds before following the old man.

They then headed down to a Door to the basement, just a few feet from the Knightdart, the Older cop heading in down the rickety stairs. The Older cop shined his light on the door, whatever busted it opened previously must have been strong, as the door was torn off of it's top hinges, the bottom one only barely holding it on. As they walked down, they started to hear female, young and old voices, making worrying sounds and speaking in some sort of language. As they reached the bottom the Old man saw a long line of bars across the basement, as he shined his pistol and light at it, he saw a Horrifying scene. "Jesus...."

The entire thing was a large cage built into the basement, Women, young, Old, and even children were penned in like animals. As the Young cop came down he was shocked, looking around he saw two thugs, one thrown half into a wooden furnishing wall, and then other with his head smashed into the plaster of another wall. "It's okay..." the Old man said walking up to the cage doors, the women terrified for their lives, "We're gonna get you out....". "The D-D-Demon, The Demon saved us", The cop looked down and saw the lock, hell even the handle to the handle to the Door was broken off, crudely wedged and ripped from the metal bars. As the cop pulled the door by it's bar to open it, several of the women grabbed and pulled it shut. The Older cop looked confused, trying again they simply held it shut.

"It's still here...." she said, pointing up to a large hole in the ceiling abov ethem, rain water dripping out, the breaks on the boards suggesting it was like this even before tonight.

Before either of the officers could act, They then Heard a man yell "p-PLEASE, STOP!", right before another of the same large pounding sounds sounded throughout the house, shaking the old structure enough to cause dust to fall from the ceiling As it happened, a pained scream of pure Pain and agony was cried out, several of the women ducked down in fear. The Older cop looked to the younger cop, "Jimmy, Head up" he said gesturing his head above them. He looked up, gripping the now wet shotgun tight, he nodded to the officer before hurrying up the stairs.

Reaching the ground floor, Jimmy aimed his shotgun forward, passing the Knightdart wedged in the wall and reaching the bottom of the stairs. Quietly, and carefully moving up, he kept his shotgun aimed forward. Unlike the Old Man, he didn't have a flashlight to light his way, as he reached the top of the stairs the same voice yelled "N-NO, STOP!" before a burning sound was heard with an even more agonizing scream. As Jimmy swallowed his fear and walked forward, he entered the far room, a man chained to a series of pipes and a radiator was seen, groaning and forced to sit down in pain as he sat in the only light in the room. Jimmy walked in, the Man's head dropped as he twitched, still conscious, and in dire pain and agony. As Jimmy stopped in the middle of the room, he felt eyes watching him from behind, burning a hole in the back of his head. He turned aroung, the Shotgun at his chest, as he turned aroudn ready to see whatever was causing the weird sensation.

As he did, He saw Knighthawk, the Towering, Dark, and Demonic looking Vigilante in the small corner of the room, bathed in darkness. The Knighthawk had no Mouth, No face, just two white eyes in a cloaked Black looking head as it stared down at the Officer, ready to pounce. The Officer nearly yelped in fear, he fired his shotgun at the figure, monster looking creature. Knighthawk then moved like some demonic force, moving quickly to each of the rafters as his Dark Cloak like cape followed him, eventually reaching a large hole in the ceiling. The Vigilante climbed up it, disapearing as quick as he arrived. Jimmy was drenched in sweat, as he kept aiming down the iron sights he saw someone coming towards the door. He fired the shotgun, hitting the doorframe of the room's exit, and very nearly hitting the Older cop. "CHRIST!" he said, looking at him, "Watch where you're shooting" he said, walking towards the man currently tied up.

"I saw him...." Jimmy said in a fear induced tone, "The Vigilante, The Knighthawk it's real, all the rumors". The Older man knelt down by the man, inspecting a very Red and pink looking area near his neck his eyes widened. "Jesus....." Jimmy walked over as his eyes widened too, "He branded him.....". They looked at a Large, Crude Hawk shaped Brand burned into the Man's flesh, the heat of the iron was hot red as it left his skin sheathing.

by **Scotatrova** » Fri Jun 24, 2016 9:48 pm

Virginia Coast

It was a breezy afternoon along the coast of Virginia and out on the coast there was boats racing. It was the annual yacht racing competition for the local town and many boats were participating. One of the boats was trailing behind the rest of them but it was still trying to catch up the others. "Try giving her some speed son!" said the older man in the boat. His son, the younger man driving the boat, then gave some more power to the boat and it increased in speed, though still falling behind the others. "Come on!" The young man gave some more speed to the boat and it started to approach the one in front of it. Eventually, it gained enough speed to pass it.

"That's right son, you can do this!" Suddenly the boat rocked as something had rammed it from underneath. "What in god's name?" The older man went to look over the front of the boat. He nearly fell over as something, or someone, shot forth from under the water. It sped ahead past the other boats with ease as it bulged slightly below the surface of the water. In no time, it had reached the coast. A man of muscular build then came out of the water and stepped onto the deserted beach wielding a trident. Among the sand were many vehicles belonging to the men that were out on the coast racing. He made his way to the parking lot before he looked up into the sky and saw someone approach him. The being known as Kalder then stepped in front of him. Alexander smiled and slammed his trident into the asphalt, leaving cracks.

"To what do I owe the pleasure of meeting you Kalder?"

"The pleasure is all mine, Alexander." Kalder flashed a smile

"Now, what is your business here?"

"I come to you with a proposal Alexander."

"What proposal would that be?"

"I would like you to come with me and join me and my companions to help me in our fight to protect the populace."

"What makes you think that I would want to spend my time up here meddling the surface when I could be ruling my Kingdom?"

"Yes, I know you have a duty to Seaworld-"

"Atlantis."

"Right, Atlantis, sorry. But there are people up here that need our help against those that would harm them?"

"Are you telling me that you and your powered friends can't stop mere thugs?"

"I'm not talking about your average bank robber. I'm talking about people with abilities like me. But they use their power to hurt others, and have killed numerous people with their actions."

Alexander tightened his grip on his trident. As much as his people despised the surface, Alexander hated all kinds of violence.

"So what exactly do you want me to do about it Kalder?"

"I want you to think about this offer Alexander." Kalder walked over and put his hand on Alexander's shoulder.

"This isn't just me, I'm trying to keep the people of this world safe. I hope you come to a decision soon. If you do, you know how to get my attention."

Kalder then flew off leaving Alexander alone in the parking lot. He looked back towards the water and could see the men getting closer. He put his trident back in it's holding and began to walk towards his dwelling that he had a couple blocks away.

by **Confederation of imperial states** » Sun Jun 26, 2016 6:35 pm

The Knight's Domain

1:17am

The Elevator, a Mining elevator in style, leading down to the dark, gigantic structure that was the Domain lowered slowly. as it came to a stop Marcus branston, in a Sleek vest, with a suit tie, button down, and dress pants with shoes exited the Elevator. Marcus walked out of the elevator, as he did the entire domain crackled to life, Illuminating First level of the Large base. underneath the Domain's main first level, held the vehicles, parts, and other workings. But as Marcus walked across the catwalk just above a giant underground river that poured through it, He eye quickly made his way to and up the stairs. Marcus sighed, rubbing his forehead he approached the Large Knightcomputer, pulling out the Chair to it and dropping down onto it. As Marcus did, a hovering transponder flew from a panel above the ceiling, making it's way to hover up behind Marcus.

[Hello sir], a female voice sounded from the Transponder as it hover, Marcus peeked behind but then went back to typing and working at the Knightcomputer.

"Hello Sanza..." he said, his voice was older, gruff, the sort of rough edged one a Worn down man like him would have. Marcus finished typing, opening up an assortment of files before sliding to his right on the chair, coming to a stop infront of a more Mechanical looking version of his Knighthawk Cowl. Marcus picked up two tools, working and adjusting some of the wires within it, he then stopped and picked up a device from the cowl's neck area. [You've been busy Sir] she said, pulling up some recent News articles about the recent Knighthawk sighting.

" Debated Chicago Vigilante myth 'Knighthawk' sparks up again as a new sighting is found in the southside "

"What a Surprise, people are disturbed when they see a Hawk Vigilante straight from hell..." he said with some minor sass in his tone. As Marcus adjusted a small part on the tech cowl, he spoke; "Little betty Butterfly, little Betty butterfly he said holding the pice to his neck, turning out to be a Voice modulator, as it turned his normal voice ointo a Gravely, partially metallic voice. as Marcus set it back in the tech Cowl, he slid back over to the Knightcomputer and began searching through the files. [Branding, beating, scaring Innocents. You're acting no better than a Criminal] the AI responded as Marcus sat back in his chair. Marcus chuckled shaking his head, "We are criminals Sanza", he said going back to searching through a computer file, "we always have been. Nothing's changed....". Sanza hovered over to the left side of Marcus, nearly as high as the towering terminals of the Knightcomputer. [Everything's changed sir.....], Marcus sighed resting his head in his left hand, "if you're gonna scold me Atleast look at me when you do". Almost instantly after he said that, Sanza's Holographic AI projected from the Domain's panel network, seamlessly appearing to his right.

[A Man comes from the sky...] As she spoke Marcus noticed on the top right Panel videos and gif images from the Detroit Black Zero played,

[showing Destruction and Power in minutes, what Humans couldn't even imagine...] Marcus stared as Guardian and Thunder flew into each other, releasing a large shockwave which shattered entire blocks worth of windows,

[The Fear, the Anger, the Rage, the Feeling of Hopelessness, that drives honest men cruel...] she said walking to his left and her Hologram sitting on a clear spot on the Knightcomputer.

Marcus simply looked back at the Knightcomputer, opening a file that read The Black Leopard, showing an array of data files and an Ariel Satellite Map of Chicago. marcus uploaded the image, as a current Satellite reading of chicago showed, red dots around certain parts indicating different gang hide outs around it. [So what is this 'Black Leopard', yet another Mercenary or smuggler group who's sneaking guns into Chicago?], Marcus simply exhaled as he zoomed in and locked onto the coordinates of each. "A Person who happens to be trying to sneak a Dirty Bomb into Chicago", Sanza's eyes widened on her Hologram. straightening up and walking back to the right of Marcus she asked [well do we have any leads on this person?] she asked in a mild mannered tone.

"The Black leopard is connected to a Billionaire Philanthropist in Datcopolis, on the eastern Coast", [Malanor Rex?] she asked to which Marcus raised an eyebrow. "yes...", [I was able to narrow down the search with my Database sir], "You always love doing so" he said with a slight cheer in his tone. "So i guess the plan is, suit up in the suit and break down Malanor's fortress that he has built up in Dactopolis" after a moment Sanza spoke up [You may not have to sir...]. As Marcus raised an eyebrow, from the same advanced projection equipment built into the ceiling and floor panels of the domain, a Holographic Message from Marcus' work email account was displayed.

TO: Billionaire Philantripost Marcus Branston
FROM: The PR Assistant of Malanor Rex

Mr Branston it is with the upmost glee I have to announce that you are cordually invited to the Gala Funraiser event in the grand city of Dactopolis.
the Event will start in 4 days of this Message's sent date. Please arrive at the grand Gala hall in dactopolis, and be ready to spend for the sake of Charity!

- Chelsea Williams, on behalf of Malanor Rex

Marcus turned simply pressed a button on the Knightcomputer to his left, causing it to power down. "Sanza watch the place as usual, and keep the suit on Standby" he said standing up from the chair he walked out of the little computer area, to hsi right overlooking the same bridge he used to walk in, and a large vehicle path with a Gigantic Vehicle parked at the end. Marcus stepped down the few steps leading to the hallway across finally reaching the winding steps he walked down. "Sanza what's the time it'd take a person using the highway to drive to Dactopolis?", [Calculating, 1 Day, 2 hours sir], Marcus took this into consideration, Before he left down the same bridge he stopped. He turned to a large glass case standing in the middle of the Spiral Staircase he used to come down, in the case it held a worn and torn Lawbringer's Suit. Marcus' eyes dipped as he looked at it, the suit of his former protege', and written in Purple Ink all across the front of it was;

"This is what happens when you bring your friends into this crazy little game of ours"

Marcus shook it off, turning and walking down the same bridge he walked towards the Elevator, [Sir should I have the Cryotech Flight 1 jet readied?]. "No, I think I'll get there by another means this time" before he left, he took a suit jacket from the coat hanger next to the elevator. Putting it on, he turned back to face the Domain [Sir, what do you intend to do when you reach the Gala?] the AI asked. Marcus simply smirked, "Simply borrowing his world famous Research....",

"On Metahumans".

by **Confederation of imperial states** » Sun Jun 26, 2016 6:41 pm

Dactopolis, Eastern US Coast

A speeding subway train crossed from under the tunnel, onto the elevated high rails, making it's trip to it's next stop. the Train was silver, gleaming in the sun as it traveled onto the elevated rails, the conductor a bit more relaxed while managing the gears on the train. Out of the calm morning, the front breaks of the engine of the train broke off when the Conductor tried to apply them, causing the train to jolt as it went into free run. "jesus!" the Conductor said as she tried tried to use the emergency brakes, which were compliant as she desperately tried to stop the train. The people within the train started to panic as it went faster and faster, seemingly with no stop. "Emergency, Emergency, we're out of control and need immediate assistance!" the conductor called into her radio, whilst grabbing and jamming down on the emergency break.

The train was nearing a sharp turn, only meant to be taken at slow speeds, and now gaining on 110 mph, the train was in no way going to stop. The conductor stopped trying to use the emergency break, and instead sat back as the train neared the turn. Then, out from the right side of the train, a flash of Dark grey flew by the windows as the train jumped a it, and it's speed started to cut down drastically. The Conductor's eyes widened as she stood up, looking down, as the train finally stopped, she saw Guardian the City's protector, stopping the train easily with both hands on the front of it. Guardian took his hands off, standing off he simply smiled and waved to the conductor as he jetted off.

San Andres Secretary offices...
A Few Hours Later...

[San Andres National News]

"After a very Daring, and Miraculous display in downtown San Andres, The superpowered individual Guardian stopped a speeding train before it could crash, saving 75 people onboard. After this event many City officials are planning on repairing, replacing, and updating the Transit systems in Dactopolis for fear this could happen again. However even though Guardian's saving of the people on the train was heroic, many still blame Guardian for the events ion Detroit, and call him a Meanace after he went overseas to Africa and stopped Zimbabwe government officials from firing into a crowd of civilians"

"In other news, more reports of the still debated Vigilante, 'Knigthawk', in Chicago have arisen after a recent bust of a Chicago Mob hideout. In the hideout over 50 Human Trafficking prisoners were found, the ring leader, 'Terrance Laughtner', was found upstairs chained to the piping system, with a Hawk Brand on his neck. Laughtner is not the first to be branded, a few months ago a Child Molestor Micheal Langley was branded after what was rumored to be the Vigilante stormed through his home. In the basement he had 2 7 year old girld chained up, as he was about to sexually assault them, He was attacked by the Knighthawk from what the 2 girls say, and was branded on his forehead, and his 'Unmentionables' ".

"Though as the Knighthawk bring a wave of Fear and Terror to Chicago, many in Chicago's lower class call them 'Hero' and 'Protector'. More News at 9...".

Twitter Feed: @Tanner542: Hell Yeah #GuardianSanAndres is Boss! / @Kristen673: #GuardianSanAndres is a Hottie! / @KaitTheFeministia: God what the fuck is wrong with that Vigilante, branding people, What a Monster! / @PandaLover99: '@KaiteTheFeministia' The vigilante isn't even real, just another rumor made by the 1% / @Daniel66: Yes, the Vigilante is a monster, for branding and beating up a Human trafficker and a Child Molestor, #SJWLogic

Connor Morales, leader of the Dactopolis City Council, sat on the chair of their Staff Break room. Positioned near the window of the 5th floor of the City, Connor sat on the lounge chair, his friend Jonas sat looking at hios laptop on the couch to his right. Connor shook his head, standing up he muttered "God Damn Vigilantes..." walking over to the water machine he grabbed a cup and began to fill it up. Jonas looked up from his laptop "Hey the Vigilante has put 7,000 Criminals behind bars, absolutely killing Chicago's crime network". Connor fileld up the cup, taking a sip from it, "Which is why it's still one of the most crime ridden in the country", Jonas continued to type at his laptop. "And Guardian has been hitting crime where it hurts aswell of course", Connor turned to Jonas lifting an eyebrow "What does that mean?". Jonas stared up at Connor, "Guardian's been saving cats out of trees, helping grandma's across streets, while The Knighthawk has been beating the crap out of crime in Chicago".

"That's because Guardian is a protector against harm, and not some freak dressed a s a Hawk-Raptor thing that beats the tar out of muggers". Just as Jonas was about to retort, Cellina Mathers walked in, stopping at the table and sorting some papers in her file. She glanced back at Connor, raising an eyebrow and then smiling "Hello Connor", "Ms Mathers, fine day to see you". Cellina started to move ans shuffle them, while saying "Are you two arguing about Guardian and that 'Knighthawk' Hoax". Jonas sighed, "It's not a Hoax", "Yes it is!~" Cellina half sung as she gathered her papers. "Cell there's ALOT of proof" as she walked out she retorted, "Photoshop's a thing Jonas". Jonas sighed, shaking his head, looking up to Connor who simply shrugged, "But I'm serious Connor, He is real, and He IS a Hero". Connor simply walked to the Door of the staff room, shaking his head, to which Jonas simply said:

"No one cares if Connor Morales takes on the Knighthawk", Connor looked back as Jonas continued to watch the news, muttering under his breath. "Yeah, but I do know who they will care about".

Approaching his office, Connor stepped in setting his water on the desk, he eyed a strange report that was laid on a clipboard on his desk. Picking it up it read:

TO: Dactopolis Council Leader Connor Morales
FROM: The PR Assistant of Malanor Rex

Mr Morales, If you didn't know Malanor Rex, Billionaire Philanthropist is hosting a Gala at the Old Dactopolis Theater, for the sake of Charity and Remembrance. It would be rude to not invite one of Dactopolis' most Influential and important members of the city it's in, as such you're being invited as VIP Class, along with many other influential members, to witness and enjoy the finest your city has to offer!

- Chelsea Williams, on behalf of Malanor Rex

Connor simply nodded, contemplating this, 'Maybe this will get my mind off of that god damn Vigilante' he thought as he placed it in his suit pocket. Grabbing his Cellphone out he called one of his oldest friends,

["Hey, Kalder......yes it's Connor.....I'm going to a Gala and I'd like for you to come with.......No not in your Suit, remember those 'Normal' attire clothes I gave you, Yes wear them...It's happening in 4 days time so Be prepared.Alright, thanks bud"]

by **Confederation of imperial states** » Mon Jun 27, 2016 3:02 pm

Outside Marcus Branston's Personal Home

The Elevator from the Domain lifted Marcus up to the small, however secure and refined home. Stepping out it converted and switched back to it's disguise as a book case, Marcus walked out of his bedroom back to the main room. As Marcus looked out one of the two large windows in the main room, he could see the foggy, very calm Chicago Forest District which had been preserved by Cryotech. Marcus walked out, closing the front door he said "Defenses On", [All security on sir]. Thoguhout the trees, the lake, and the forest around the home Marcus installed several security measures, if any were tripped He and Sanza would be notified and the various measure in place would be activated. Marcus looked around, it was the early dawn of the morning, the sky was an orange tint, and the fog was all over the forest and lake. Marcus then walked beneath the large overhang over the driveway and the door, walking to the end he looked right, a large vehicle with a Canvas cover was sitting in the Car spot.

Marcus walked towards it, grabbing the edge of the Tarp he pulled it over to the back of the car as he walked around the left side of it. Pulling it over and tossing it to the back behind it, It was his Father's 1940 Cadillac, placing his right hand ontop of it, Marcus could almost feel the warmth from it. That night when his Father drove to the bank in a hurry, disobeying some traffic laws, after that night happened. Marcus shook it off, now was not the time to sulk, He unlocked the car door and climbed in, Starting it up the old car roared like the day it was bought. Marcus drove down the driveway and onto the road leading back to the highways. As Marcus drove through the woods, he reached a large clearing, Tall grass covered the large area, and to his right Marcus could see the Decrepit Ruins of Branston Manor.

Marcus remembered how he needed to leave the Manor, after the night 10 years ago, Marcus shrugged it off and continued driving. It would be a long ride to Dactopolis.

2 Days Later....

Large Gala Hall, City of Dactopolis
9:34pm

Connor Morales sat in the SUV that was escorting him to the Gala Hall, straightening out his tie he stretched his left arm. "How long until we get to the party?", he asked to the drive who peered back at him through the rear view mirror. "3 minutes sir, Traffic's a pain". Connor peered over at his friend, Kalder, who he'd given some more normal looking attire for this event. "Ready?" he asked in a friendly tone.

by **Scotatrova** » Mon Jun 27, 2016 9:56 pm

Confederation of imperial states wrote:
Large Gala Hall, City of Dactopolis
9:34pm

Connor Morales sat in the SUV that was escorting him to the Gala Hall, straightening out his tie he stretched his left arm. "How long until we get to the party?", he asked to the drive who peered back at him through the rear view mirror. "3 minutes sir, Traffic's a pain". Connor peered over at his friend, Kalder, who he'd given some more normal looking attire for this event. "Ready?" he asked in a friendly tone.

Kalder looked at Guardian and smiled while pulling gently on his collar with his finger.

"Ready as I'll ever be. Gosh, I feel like such a butler in this suit. Why couldn't this thing have been more of a casual event."

by **Confederation of imperial states** » Tue Jun 28, 2016 12:51 pm

Scotatrova wrote:
Confederation of imperial states wrote:
Large Gala Hall, City of Dactopolis
9:34pm

Connor Morales sat in the SUV that was escorting him to the Gala Hall, straightening out his tie he stretched his left arm. "How long until we get to the party?", he asked to the drive who peered back at him through the rear view mirror. "3 minutes sir, Traffic's a pain". Connor peered over at his friend, Kalder, who he'd given some more normal looking attire for this event. "Ready?" he asked in a friendly tone.

Kalder looked at Guardian and smiled while pulling gently on his collar with his finger.

"Ready as I'll ever be. Gosh, I feel like such a butler in this suit. Why couldn't this thing have been more of a casual event."

Connor chuckled,

"Malanor's always one for Poshness and Glamour, trust me once we're inside, find an table and you can take off that Noose of a tie". Connor peered out the tinted window, he saw as the SUV pulled into a large driveway, many other cars with celebrities getting out and waving as they went down a Red Carpet. "well...", he looked to Kalder, "Looks like Rex is stepping up his game, trying to outmatch that one guy from Chicago". As the SUV stopped, he peered over to Kalder, "Don't worry, the press never borhters to care about politicians at this sort of things, Only Playboys and celebrities". As he opened the SUV door, Connr walked out to a considerable number of Flashes from cameras, as he waved, partially blocking his eyes, if Kalder followed him they both would head down the Red Carpet to the end of it.

Connor waved to the few cameras, as they immediately began to divert to many other celebrities, singers, and others who Malanor invited. As they reached the stone patio at the end, Connor and Kalder were stopped by one of Invite collectors.

"Name sir?",
"Connor Morales, Leader of the City Council"
The man peered up at Kalder, "And him?", Connor quickly thought in his mind as he realized Kalder never bothered to make an Alias, off the top of his head He said;
"This is Kall Derr, my Associate" the Man nodded, looking down as he wrote him on the clip board, Connor peered back at Kal simply shrugging out of the hastiness to quickly think of something.

As they both head inside, Connor gazed around at the Gleaming, yet somewhat Greek like architecture of the building. As Guardian spotted an empty table, next to a table of the food and refreshments. He leaned his head slightly over to Kalder, "Kal head over there, save us a spot, I've gotta do the Old Political Mingling that's required during these types of events", he gave a sort of half salute to Kalder as he nodded in return. Connor patted him on the back of Kalder ablidged, As he walked over and approached a city official. "Mr Mayor! Didn't know you were invited" Connor said giving the Mayor a handshake. "Of course, Malanor decided to invite everyone for this event" the Mayor leaned forward, "he's going big with this". "I'm sure, the guy always has a way of Portraying him and his company in the best Light, al his Philanthropy and events".

As Connor continued, near the front of the Red Carpet a lone 1940s Cadillac Drove up, stopping infront of the Red Carpet. An Older, Dactopolis Reporter turned his head, "Who's that?" he asked mildly peeved by the odd sudden appearance of the Car, his frined chimed in. "Nah probably some Washed up Hasben". As the door opened to the Car, the Vallet immediately held it open, as a much more Clean Shavedn (though still 5 O'clock) Marcus Branston stepped out. "Hey that's Marcus Branston!" the Reporter yelled followed by many others as they flashed cameras at the Reclused Billionaire. Marcus simply waved as he handed his keys to the Vallet, along with a small stack of bills as tip, exchanging for a ticket. Marcus walked down the Red Carpet, the reporters still in a frenzy to see the Chicago Billionaire this far out on the East Coast". As Marcus stepped up the Ivory and Marble steps of the Gala hall into the building, Connor peered over as he entered.

"Who's that?" Connor asked mildly confused by the man,
"Ah, Connor I forgot you're New to the whole Celebrity Status scene, That is Marcus Branston".

Connor Squinted, then his eyes widened as he realized; "That guy from Chicago? Malanor Invited him too?", The Mayor nodded. "Yeah, alot of speculation since the recent Knighthawk sighting, alot saying Branston's had run ins with the Vigilante, some say he's funding the guy". Connor raised an eyebrow, "Really?", before he could do anything, a Woman near the back center of the room activated the Microphone. "Can I have your attention please! she proclaimed as everyone's attention was drawn, "Thank you all for coming to the Charity Gala, and now the Man of the Hour......"

"......Malanor Rex!"

by **Confederation of imperial states** » Tue Jul 05, 2016 12:51 pm

"....Malanor Rex!"

"Thank you Jessica, Thank You!" Connor looked to his right as a man came on stage, people cheering around him, Marcus also watched from the back portion of the crowd. Malanor Rex, The Wealthy, Powerful, and Incredible Business tycoon walked over to the woman in her white gown. Taking the Microphone, he said. "Good evening everyone, hope you've found everything okay, We've spent a pretty penny for this Charity auction, then again what don't we?". The joke gained laughter from the crowd, and and Malanor nodded, he continued,

"This is a Very Endearing and Strange time for the world, As we live and breath there are new Changes in the world..."

"War, Political Movements, and of course, the Metahumans...",

"There are many of these strange 'Superheroes', from The fabled Knighthawk, to the Stalwart Guardian, All of them great. With the appearance of these Heroes it's lead us to question who we are; One day we wake up, and the world is the same, Humans being the Dominant species on this planet. The next day we wake up, and there's a Man flying through the sky, A Demon Vigilante in the Midwest, and someone who can swim so fast it capsized an entire Tugboat.....".

"But amongst this, these Metas have lead to great things; Hundreds saved from accidents, Robberies, thousands of dangerous men put behind bars, and Pollution in the ocean suddenly decreasing and dissapearing...",

"There have been Immense Political debates about this; whether Humans are starting to become irrelevant from these Titans, these men, these....'Gods Among Us'....".

As the Crowd continued to listen to Malanor's speech, Connor listened aswell, but out of the corner of his Super hearing he heard something. "Alright Sanza where's it at", Connor turned his head, though being muffled by the crowd he could see Marcus Branston discretely whispering into an Earpiece, while moving towards a set of stairs leading down into the lower level. As Marcus moved downstairs, Connor followed up feet behind, "Excuse me, Please I'm sorry" Marcus said as he moved past the Staff members as he made it down to the basement. [A connection to Malanor's databanks are in the room, left of the staircase sir] Sanza said to Marcus, Connor hearing with his Superhearing even though the incredibly hidden Earpiece.

As Marcus quickly went left through the door left of the Stairs, Connor stopped when he heard a commotion, looking right he saw many workers in the kitchen looking up at the Television mounted. As Connor quickly walked over, he saw a terrifying sight on the TV. ["Fire in New Mexico, Small girl and her sister trapped inside, No way of getting to them"] as he looked he saw it was the Day of the Dead celebration. However the TV showed Firemen hopelessly trying to get up to a girl in the Top of the building, as the Fire rose Connor exhaled. 'Maybe the Firemen will get to it, there's like 50 of them and they're so close to her' he said reassuring himself as 3 of the Ladders from different trucks started to elevate upwards

As Marcus walked through the glass door right of the Stairs, he spoke to Sanza; "Alright what does it look from your view". [The Network has a cable output running just at the Database monitor in that room, use the one Decoding box to download the files, it'll be hidden from any Security Software Malanor has]. As Marcus walked through the second glass door into the Room, he looked and saw Gigantic Database Computers inside the room. Marcus was surprised, but then realized that Malanor and his company had stepped up their game. As Marcus walked to a Glass box built into the wall, Databases and Computers inside, he saw on the out edge there was a loose cable hanging off. grabbing the cable and attaching the small software box, he rested it on the cabinet of different electronics. As he walked out, he heard "Can I help you Mr Branston?", as he turned he saw A Woman with Black hair, glasses, and a black dress standing by the entrance to the room.

Marcus quickly placed on a persona;

"Sorry, could've swore the Bathroom was in here" Marcus chuckled as he continued, "I think that last Martini was a bit too many". The Woman gave a smirk as she walked out, as she did Marcus gave a remark "Lovin' that Dress". Marcus smiled until she left the room, where he gave a less than thrilled face 'I swear these Dactopolis people are just fucking brilliant' he muttered as he exited the room. As he turned to walk up the stairs, he returned to Malanor continuing his Monologue.

"With these different Titans, like the Gods of Old, We're always subjected to the possibility of them going rouge and turning villainous", "Take Prometheus. A man who wanted to help the Humans, gave them fire and through, what Did Zeus do, Lightning bolt straight to the jugular, Boom". Malanor gave a smile, "Now that doesn't seem very fair?". As he walked up, Marcus saw A Woman, in a Black Sequence dress giving a Very disapproving look to Malanor as he said the last line.

"But even as we live and breath, We will always face tragedy.....Such as Detroit", Malanor grew noticeably somber, "Thank you all for coming, enjoy the evening". As he handed off the Microphone, the audience clapped, Marcus reached the center floor and behind him he heard. "Mr Branston", Marcus turned to see Connor Morales approaching him, extending a hand Connor shook his as he spoke. "Connor Morales, Dactopolis City Council", Marcus nodded "You're that one guy, Connor, helped renovate Dactopolis years ago from what it was", Connor nodded, "Indeed I am, I've also taken to more political matters trying to take a stand in the world". Marcus smiled as Connor continued, "Which brings up a Question I wanted to ask you", Marcus extended his one hand friendly "Go On?".

"What's your position on the Knighthawk Vigilante in Chicago?"

Marcus peered up at Connor, giving a slight Smirk as he continued "He thinks he's above the law....Good People living in Fear". Marcus simply looked at him, "Don't believe everything you hear Connor". "It's true Mr Branston, I've seen the reports. The Vigilante is terrorizing Chicago taking the law into his own hands", "Funny..". Connor raised an eyebrow as Marcus continued, "Dactopolis criticizing those who think they're above the law is, a little hypocritical, wouldn't you say? Considering everytime your Hero save a Grandma crossing the street, or a flower off the ground, you give a very Biased puff speech. About a Metahuman, who if he wanted to could burn the whole place down". Connor furrowed his brow at the billionaire "Not everyone shares your opinion Mr Branston". "Maybe it's just the Chicago in my, we've got a bad history with.....",

"Madmen dressed as Fools"

.

Connor and Marcus stared at each other for a moment, deadlocked in a staredown, Kalder noticed this room across the room nervously drinking his cider from the table. "gentlemen!" both of them turned to see Malanor Rex approach them, "Isn't this great? Marcus Branston meets Connor Morales. Love it when I bring people together". Malanor walked up shaking Marcus' hand first, "Rex..." Marcus muttered as he nodded, as she shook Connor's hand he said. "Gotta firm grip Morales, not the person to pick a fight with". "Hope your two are enjoying this little Gala" he said, "I always want to give back to the community" "Mostly the Wealthy and Elite" Marcus said snarkily. Before Connor could say anything, he heard screaming and distant noises from his Superhearing from New Mexico. "THE LADDERS HAVE FAILED, THE BUILDING'S GONNA COLLAPSE", Connor then acted lightheaded as he said "I'm sorry I'll be right back, I'm terribly lightheaded" as Connor headed to the Exist, Marcus recieved a message from Sanza.

[The Data is downloaded sir], Marcus patted Rex on the shoulder "Always a Pleasure Rex, 'scuse I need to use the Lavatorial", Rex Nodded as botht he men took off, silently smiling to himself.

As Marcus headed back down to the room, he quickly walked through the glass door and over to the cabinet, to see the box was Gone. Dumbfounded Marcus turned around, to see the woman in the sequence dress from upstairs through the glass door peering at him. As she walked off up the stairs, Marcus quickly walked out of the door and pursued her upstairs, bumping into people on his way up. As Marcus quickly reached the exit, all he saw was the woman giving a glance to him from across the long walyway on the Red Carpet, before she gave the Vallet a ticket, and took off in Marcus' Car. Marcus sighed, turning around he shook his head "God Dammit...".

by **Confederation of imperial states** » Tue Jul 05, 2016 9:48 pm

Dactopolis Ferry, approaching Chicago Southside Harbor

Connor Morales rubbed his eyes as he exited the Ferry's Cabin, stepping out of the small private quarters cabin he could smell the Late Dusk Dew on the Air. Connor looked around, the ferry was moving through lake michigan, and as he looked to his left, he could see the glorious sight that was downtown chicago, the bright orange and yellow lights from it glistening and reflecting onto the city. Connor walked to his right, walking over and stepping down the stairs, he placed his hands in the pockets of his coat. Connor yawned, he'd left shortly after saving the people in New Mexico. He knew he needed to see what the situation was, it had to be bad, and news reports would not beat hard evidence. As he stepped down onto the main level of the Ferry, turning and then walking to the front of it, walking past the assortment of cabins he eventually reached the front. It was filled with 2 Cars, and an assortment of people, though not much as most (sane) people would take a plane and not a ferry.

As the Ferry was nearing the Harbor, Connor leaned against the right side wall of the boat, peering over the side and seeing the Waters of Lake Michigan. Connor looked around, there was an Old Dock Worker waiting by the front with his wrench, and behind him Connor saw a couple of 2 Men embracing and making out. Connor continued to look forward, as the Ferry sounded out it's horn, he knew it was reaching the Harbor's pier.

"ALRIGHT! That's it people, We're in Chicago, get off Now!" the Dock Worker said as the Ramp of it dropped down onto the Hard Concrete of the Pier. As the 2 cars drove off onto the Pier, Connor walked on the sidewalk. 'If I'm gonna track down this Knighthawk, better start in the neighborhood where the last sighting was, time to Hunt the bird of prey' he thought as he continued down the concrete, Nighttime quickly rolling in.

Chicago Southside, Apartment complex

Connor walked down the street, as he looked around he saw the condition Chicago was in, Dirty, Slum filled, but oddly the neighborhood had no criminals around. Connor walked down the concrete, it was chipped, broken, and racked, a rare sight being from Dactopolis. he looked to his right, the Apartment complex he was walking by was in poor condition, the bricks held up, but the wood, the windows, and the furnishings were ratty, worn, and broken down. Connor grew a slightly somber face, knowing people had to live in this condition, though he shrugged it off as he reached the front door of the Apartment complex. As Connor stepped up the stone steps, he laid a hand on the metal railing as he stepped up ahlfway, then stopped when he heard arguing, partially muffled from coming within the apartment complex.

(TERRANCE I TOLD YOU NOT TO BE OUT) a middle aged male voice yelled, followed by a Child's voice (But dad It's fine, we're protected at night, by the Knighthaw-). Connor cringed as through his Super hearing he heard a hard slap, then followed by (Don't you EVER say that thing's voice again, EVER). Connor sighed as he stepped up the rest of the way, walking through the front door and stepping into the Apartment complex. As Connor stepped in, he closed the doors to the front of it, he turned his head as a woman came out with a basket of Laundry, turning her head and raising an eyebrow at the very out of place man.

"Who're you?"
"Hello Ma'am I'm from the city of Dactopolis, I was looking for some information, could you possibly help me?",
The woman continued down the hall urging with her shoulder for Connor to follow "Dactopolis? you mean that prissy City?",
"Yes I guess you can call it that" Connor said with a slight humorous tone in his voice,
"Sweetie if it's just words I can help you, God forbid I've got any money or food around here" she said stopping at a half open apartment door and walking in.

Connor followed her in, as he closed the door she walked to the kitchen which was right by the entrance and set the basket down on the table. "Now, what do you need to kno?", "Well I was hoping to get some Information, on the Knighthawk Vigilante". She stopped dead cold, shaking her head she said "Oh lord that thing, Honey if you wanna know anything it's stay out of his way". As he walked fully into the Kitchen Connor continued, "what do you mean?", then from his left in the small room, an older Black Gentlemen sitting on a Stool spoke up. "He's the prey of the Night", Connor looked at him, walking into the room he looked down to him. "What is it?", "It's no Meer vigilante boy, The Knighthawk is a force of Nature. If you're in his way, he'll beat you silly". Then from behind him, the african american woman walked over to the doorway, "That's not True Jonas! He only gets the people who Deserve it!" walaking back into the kitchen he continued.

"He's a Force all right, Judge, Jury, and Executioner...." Jonas pulled out a lottery ticket and began to scratch at it with a nickel,
"Executioner?", "The brand Boy....Once you get that, you might aswell be kill't in Prison",
"What's going on with the Knighthawk then?",
"There's a New kind of Mean in him, He is Angry, and he is Hunting....", Jonas held up the Lottery Ticket, to reveal the Knigthhawk's symbol scratched into it.
"Someone's got to stop him...." Connor said assertively looking up, as he walked towards the Exit of the room Jonas continued,

"You don't get it Boy", Connor turned back to the man, "That Being, that Monster only knows Violence, He only knows fighting. He doesn't understand any Dactopolis Diplomacy or hand holding....", Jonas looked up at Connor.

"The only thing that he understands, that'll stop him? A Fist"

As Connor contemplated what Jonas said, his attention was caught when in his Superhearing he heard a Deafly sound.

A Monsterous Vehicle, gunfire, and screaming coming from the Chicago abandoned shipping ports.

by **Confederation of imperial states** » Wed Jul 06, 2016 9:05 pm

Southside Chicago, Abandoned Pier

12:46am

"ALRIGHT, ALRIGHT, Get it loaded on, Now!" a Mercenary yelled as he ordered a group of men forward to the Shipping area, as a Large Semi - Truck Reversed near it. "Boss wants this thing Loaded and ready, and He'll be PISSED if we damaged this thing!" he said as a group of men on a large ship used the crane to lower a large metal box onto the shipping Area marked out on yellow lines. As it was placed down, the group of men on the Pier quickly guided it on a Rolling cart, then rolled it up and onto the ramp into the large Semi - Truck. As they loaded and strapped it up inside the truck, 6 Men piled in, armed with several Weapons, the door lowered and locked behind them. "Alright, Everyone Load up! We're heading out!" the leading mercenary said as he climbed into a Black SUV with several other men, as the Semi Truck started to pack up, the rest of the men headed to 2 3 other SUVs. However, As they we readying themselves, Up above they were being watched.

Knighthawk stood atop a Tall Crane, peerng down at them he was invisible, blending into the Dark, Night sky. As Knighthawk crouched down, he grabbed a Large hunting Rifle with a Night Scope and a Suppressor from his side. Loading and aiming it, he aimed down at them, likg Deer or prey on the ground they were moving about. 'The past years have made me question my Moral Compass' Knighthawk thought as he peered through the rifle, 'Why I've started to use Guns, why I've started to be more thorough' He aimed it at the Leader's head. 'But then I remember, I need to be above them'. Knighthawk them aimed at the top right corner of the Truck, firing his gun the Suppressor muffled the sound, and a tracking Beacon was attached to the truck.

'I'm paranoid, I've always been, And even though I pride myself on being efficent, I Always have a contingency',

'The Beacon is if I somehow loose the Convoy, Unlikely, but then again that's just me'.

"Running from the Devil"

As the Truck pulled out of the Pier's gates, followed by the 4 SUVs, they quickly formed made formation. 1 in the front, 2 in the Back, the way Stag protect their Young, from Hunters. As the Convoy pulled out onto the main road of the Abandoned Port, they started driving, the Leader sitting in an SUV in the back calm. However, the sound of a distant Rumbling caught his attention, rolling down the back left window he peered out. He looked across the way at a Tug Boat repair shop, the inside and doors Dark, long abandoned, However, bright Lights lit up from within the structure, and as the Leader raised an eyebrow, The sound of Roaring engines, loud and menacing enough to rival that of the Devil Himself sounded out. The Mercenary Leader was stunned for a moment, and as he continued to stare, Knighthawk's Vehicle, the Monsterous, Armored Warmachine that was the Destroyer smashed through the large doors, busting them wide open. The Leader banged his hand on the side, "GOGOGOGOGOGOGOGOGOGOGO!!!!" he yelled as the entire Convoy began to speed off, the truck included.

The Leader, along with several other members pulled out their guns, firing out of the windows of their vehicles they rained bullet fire on the Gigantic Vehicle. However, the bullets simply bounced off of the Destroyer's Armor, 9mm, 30., even 45. simply dinked off the side of the Metal Monster as it chased them down. The Leader raised an eyebrow as the Convoy turned a corner, as it did the Destroyer slid on it's wheels very smoothly, then went back to chasing thm down the long path. "FIRE THE BIG GUNS, NOW!" he ordered, the back of one of the SUVs at the reared open up, and a Large, mounted Minigun took aim and fired at the Destroyer. However, even as the Rapid Fire, rotating death machine fired on it, the vehicle simply shrugged off the 50. rounds. Knighthawk quickly flipped a switch on the steering wheel and pressed a trigger button. From the top of The Destroyer, a large Minigun popped out, inside the cockpit a large eyepiece lowered infront of Knighthawk's eye, and he pressed the Trigger again firing the Minigun.

The Destroyer's minigun started to fire at the back left SUV, riddling it's tires and bumper the thing started to loose speed as the Destroyer caught up. As the Vehicle did, The Destroyer rammed to the left, knocking the Vehicle sideways, spinning and crashing into a building off the side of the road. The Convoy then took a left turn, The Destroyer continuing to follow behind, as it continued on the road the back of the truck opened up. One of the thugs then aimed a Ground to air Rocket Launcher, as it locked onto the Destroyer Dark Knight opened a small hatch on the front of The Destroyer. The Rocket was fired, as it was a cable shot out of the front of The Destroyer, grabbing onto the back of the back right SUV and pulling it towards The Destroyer. As it hit the front of the vehicle, the rocket collided with it, destroying the SUV, The Destroyer driving through the wreckage and continuing onwards easily. The Leader, his men sitting in the back of the last SUV, looked farefully at the approaching Vigilante, he yelled "STEP ON IT" as the Convoy continued on. As it did, the front SUV and the truck drove past an intersection, as a Gas truck back up up blocking the road. As The Destroyer turned left onto a ramp into a warehouse, The SUV continued driving unknowingly. The Leader looked and saw the Gas Truck ahead, all of them braced as it collided, Exploding as The Destroyer smashed through the Garage door into the Warehouse.

After the Epxplosion the 6 men on the Semi Truck looked around, clutching their weapons as they looked back at the Empty Pier Road. "Where'd he go?" one of them asked, and almost on queue, The Destroyer drove out of a high level of the Warehouse. As the 6 men were in shock, The Destroyer rammed into the back end of the Semi Truck, tearing off a large chunk and knocking off 4 of the men. As The Destroyer regained it's traction on the road, The 2 remainign men on the back of the truck fired their rifles at it, It turned the road as The Destroyer followed. However, As The Destroyer turned, Knighthawk was surprised when Guardian appeared right in his turning path. 'What the....' He thought as he he turned The Destroyer, however it collided with Guardian mid path. As Knighthawk grunted, The Destroyer quickly bounced off from the impact, turning around and skidding backwards, crashing halfway into a building behind it, The vehicle coming to a stop.

As The Destroyer smoked and beeped from the impact, Knighthawk looked around as he tried to get it working again. However, as he heard someone on the Destroyer's hood, he saw a figure in the now fogged windows. Almost instantly, Guardian reached down and ripped the top off the Cockpit of the vehicle, tossing it to his right like a stone on a pond. KNighthawk stood up, And as Guardian stared at The Vigilante in his hooded mask, and his very intimidating suit, he scowled at him.

"Next time your City Calls Upon you Vigilante, shines your light in the Sky....Don't answer It. The Knight is dead, Bury it.....Consider this Mercy", as he finished Guardian turned and took a step towards the end of the Destroyer, Knighthawk spoke up. "Power Hungry Tyrannt" he growled, the Voice Modulator giving the Demonic tone in his voice. As Guardian stepped off The Destroyer, he turned back to Knighthawk, "Tyrannt?", "After Detroit, you're no better than Thunder and the others". Guardian turned fully and looked at the Vigilante,
"You're one to talk, what with your track record",
"And you ignore the people you've hurt an angered, all because you have the powers of a God",
"I'm no God" Guardian said Sternly,
"Very close to that Line...",
"Look Vigilante, I'll give you this One Chance. Quit, if you don't, I'll come back and ensure you Do",

Then, just as he said that, Knighthawk stepped forward, "What is a Mob to a King...", He took another step, "What is a King to a God....". Knighthawk then dropped from the top of The Destroyer, meeting eye level with Guardian, "Then what is a God to a Nonbeliever....". Guardian simply scowled at Knighthawk, looking upwards he flew off into the sky, flying away with the speed of a Jet. Knighthawk simply scowled at him as he flew off, the hate and anger burning through the Black, featureless mask.

by **Confederation of imperial states** » Sat Jul 09, 2016 8:09 am

Dactopolis Downtown, Connor Morales' Apartment
3:42am

Guardian flew through the night sky, high above the city of Dactopolis, the Gold, Purple, Green, and Blue lights flashing below. As Guardian flew, he contemplated what happened in Chicago a little while before hand, though he was now getting too tired to really care. As Guardian landed on the small Balcony of his Apartment, on a skyscraper's top level high above the city, He sighed. 'I really hope that Psycho stops, enough people hate me, and having to stop even more people through fighting will only make it worse' he thought somberly as he opened his door to the apartment. As Guardian entered the apartment, he closed it behind him, silently walking through his apartment past the kitchen area. As Guardian walked, he was stopped dead, the most powerful man in the world, when his Frontroom lamp clicked on. As it did Guardian closed his eyes, exhaling, he turned around to see his girlfriend sitting fairly upset on the chair.

"Cellina, I didn't know you were still awak-" "What the hell have you done Connor?" she asked him, sternly to a man who could crush her in seconds, as angry as a lion.

"I don't know what you're talking about, I was caught up with something, came back later than I thought" he answered sternly, Cellina then grabbed the remote and turned on the TV. It was set on the News Channel, as It turned on Guardian's stern demeanor broke when he saw the Hews Title on it.

Guardian spotted flying from Chicago after a disturbance in Chicago's Pier District

"You're hunting down the fucking Vigilante?!" she asked angrily as she stood up, Guardian simply stood there. "He needs to be stopped Cellina, He's a ravenous criminal who's terrorizing Chicago". "And you go running off at 3 AM to do WHAT?, cause shit to be thrown in a Harbor then fly off". "Cellina he's only hurting the people, and I need to do what needs to be don-" "Oh don't give me that" she sighed as Guardian raised an eyebrow. "Ever thought Guardian, that maybe, just Maybe. While you're trying to save people In Zimbabwe, and stopping trains, that there are criminals who're running rampant, and you're not the one who can stop them". Guardian simply looked at her as she shook her head and walked down the hall, "If you're gonna go beat up some guy in Chicago, fine, but remember that the Media currently isn't your friend.....And this Doesn't Help".

Guardian took off his caper, turning it around, and holding it, looking down at his symbol on the back he sighed. 'Things are only getting worse Dad.....',

Meanwhile, In New York

New York Fin Arts Museum

The same woman from Malanor's party, now in a White, sequenced dressed walked down the ivory halls of the New York Museum. She walked, carrying a handbag on her right arm, walking like a high noble from England. She turned down a hall labeled "Olympian - Greek Artifacts", giving a slight smile as she saw the various artifacts. She looked to her left and right, people gazing along with her, Armor, Tapestries, GReek Cups and Vases, however one made her stop in he tracks and turn to the Case. It was an Ancient Roman Gladius, on two stands keeping it propped up Horizontally, various markings in the Blade and hilt. As she looked at it, a man in a very refined suit walked up next to her, stopping to her right. "That's an Ancient Sword Artifact, rumored to be from a Warrior Cult" Marcus said muttering to her, "It's no Cult, and it's the Gladius Olympian, wielded by Titannia the Great of the Olympians". As she peered at him she walked off, Macus walking up to her left side and hooking his arm around hers.

"I'd like to talk..." he said quietly to her, gazing off, she followed along and continued,
"You're that Man from the Party, the Billionaire",
"Same man you took something very Important from",
"is it stealing when you're stealing the Stolen?",
Marcus gave a slight smile as he continued "You're not one of the Thieves nowadays, and you want that sword, How about a trade?",
She raised her eyebrow, Marcus continued knowing she was interested "That Sword is currently prized at $776,000, and from the look in your eyes I can guess that's not some easy money to cough up. You give me what you took, and I'll hand you the money to buy your little sword".
She stopped, peering up at Marcus who was just above her height she smiled, grabbing his hand and holding it, "You're a peculiar Man Mr Branston". Marcus simply shrugged, "Not the most unordinary thing I've Been Called", As Marcus quickly handed her a check she then walked off, leaving Marcus with one hand in his pocket. "About the Data", "It's in the Glove Compartment in your Car outside, You've already got the key". Marcus looked down, seeing she'd passed him the key to his hand, looking back up she was gone.

"Clever...." he said placing his hands in his pockets and walking off.

by **Confederation of imperial states** » Sat Jul 09, 2016 7:36 pm

Knight's Domain (Upper Level)

Marcus walked out of the elevator into the Domain as it reached the bottom, the Databox in his right hand. Hurrying up the spiral stairs and across the walkway to the Knightcomputer, he placed it on the table. Marcus then sighed as he plugged it into the Computer, The Knightcomputer then began to decrypt the safety measures on the box. As Marcus placed his hands on the table, staring at the Computer's monitor, as the Progress showed up on it.

1% Decrypted

Marcus sighed as he rubbed his forehead, he sat down at the Knightcomputer viewing the finished progress on how the Computer tracked the Black Records.

1 Account of Target 'Black Leopard'

Marcus began to type and open the files, opening it up it lead him to an arial view of the Chicago Abandoned Harbor. Marcus raised a brow, 'this is just where I was a few days ago' he though as he zoomed in on the Marker. The Marker was placed above the large Cargo Boat that the package on the Semi - Truck was delivered, it read the name 'The Black Leopard'. Marcus sat back in his chair, as he realized that the Semi - Truck was now his target, he then switched monitors and homed in on the Location of the Tracker that was placed on the Semi Truck. "sanza give me the location of the Tracker..." he said continuing to scour the plotted points. As it happened, it zoomed in on a Compound in the Far Northern district of Chicago,

{Tracked the Location Sir.....],
"Which is?",
[One of Malanor Rex's Compounds for Omni Corp]

Marcus shook his head as he muttered 'God Damn Malanor's gonna keep it locked up like Fort Knox', he thought as he then got up, and walked down the walkway hall to the Stairs. [If I may sir, what are we tracking?], "Same thing as Before Sanza. The Dirty Bomb' he stepped off the stairs, and walked to his right over to The Destroyer. Walking over to the large dent he ran his head over it, and knelt down to see the circuitry damaged. As Marcus fiddled, Sanza's Hologram projected behind him from the floor panels. [Sir, you're never really been good at lying, especially to me] she said as she stood there like a scolding mother. Marcus sighed, standing up and looked at Sanza, she continued [tell me what we're really looking for]. Marcus sighed, running his hand over his face he answered "It was never a Dirty Bomb. Malanor has been very good at finding Metahuman research, that part is certain. However this New Technology he's developed could weaken Metahumans, especially Guardian". Sanza's Hologram head tilted to the left slightly, [And You hunted down that Truck for it?], Marcus nodded, [To Destroy it, to keep it out of his hands?] she asked in a reassuring question. Marcus simply stared at her, a half whisper muttering "No....".

Sanza gave a frustrated face, [You're gonna Go to war?], Marcus simply scowled then said "That sone of a Bitch, brought the War. To. Us?". "Jesus Sanza Count the dead, Thousands of people, What's next? Millions? He has the Power to wipe out and slaughter the Entire Human race, and if there is even a One Percent Chance that he is our enemy We have to take it as an Absolute Certainty!.....And We Have To Destroy Him". Sanza simply stated back, [And He is Not, Our Enemy!], Marcus simply leaned back a bit from Sanza, "Fifteen years in Chicago, How many good guys are left? How many stayed that way?"We've seen what their promises are worth". Before Sanza could respond Marcus simply said, "4 Days" before walking off back to the stairwell.

by **Confederation of imperial states** » Mon Jul 11, 2016 9:28 pm

US Capitol Building

"Senator Goldbloom, Mr Rex is here to see you" one of the CIA agents said peeking their head through the study of the Senator, she was standing, staring down at the various documents. "Send him in please" she said, an older woman in her fifties, though she was not aging in her mind, a master diplomat and political strategist. As the Agent left, Malanor Rex, in a very pristine suit and stride stepped into the office, closing the door behind him.

"Thank you for seeing me Ms Goldbloom, it's truly an honor that I can speak with yo-",

"save it Malanor" she said, cutting him off, "You Billionaires don't come crawling to the capitol Unless you're one of the Money Hungry bastards, or Marcus Branston". As she continued to stare down at the table, Malanor gave a smile as he walked over to a pithcer of water on a counter on the right side of the room, grabbing a glass and pouring himself a drink. "Very Well.....I've come to talk about Guardian". The Senator looked up from the table, though not facing Malanor, Guardian was a heated issue for the past 5 years, and currently a controversial topic even as he saved lives. Turning to Malanor, though leaning on the table, she stated, "What about the Metahuman hero?", Malanor chuckled. " 'Hero', what even is that term? some form of Placebo we give to ourselves to make us feel safe at night by the man who can lift buildings without a second thought or drop of sweat?", he said taking a drink from his glass of water. Goldbloom simply stared at him, he continued, "Guardian is a Very....Messy subject. Currently He's saved lives, stopped accidents, halted out of control trains. But there's also another issue, His.....Impulsiveness....". The Senator simply stared at him,

"What about it?",
"if you've seen the recent news, the whole 'Zimbabwe Incident', where he intervened in a Rebel vs Government struggle and stopped the fighting, taking a Side in Politics",
"They were massacring protesters, what about it? he saved lives",
"see.....In politics there is no Neutral Zone, no 'I'm on the fence can't touch me' (sweden and switzerland i'm looking at you). No, You choose a side, and with Guardian's power, his strength, his Destructiveness, and choosing a side can lead to very Dire things. In his wake, the little, interventions he does, have gotten people hurt, Especially, during the Detroit Black Zero.",
The Senator paused, "Detroit was 5 years ago...",
"And NOT MUCH has changed Miss Goldbloom",
"Then what would you like me to do?",
"I'd like you to Host a Trial, like you do for every person like this. Host it, and have Guardian face Justice" he said gripping his glass.

The Senator crossed her arms, as she thought about this, her eyes wandered to a painting on the left side of the room. It was an army of Angels, of Heavenly warriors, charging down from the sky and attacking Devils coming from a pit leading to hell. Malanor saw the painting aswell, walking over he said, "you know we should turn this upside down, because we know better now....". As he stopped right infront of it, the Senator asked, "Why?". He chuckled to himself, before turning to her;

"Devils don't come from Hell Below, No.....They come from the Sky"

.

CNN

Senator Goldbloom is now hosting a summit meeting on the 8th, following the recent events, and pleads for the Hero 'Guardian' to attend it, at the Capitol Building.... More News at 9"

by **Confederation of imperial states** » Thu Jul 14, 2016 8:19 pm

The Next Day.....

Cryotech Skyscraper, 83rd floor conference room

Marcus yawned as he entered the conference room, to the usual midweek sight, Empty. As he shook his head, he grabbed the remote from the table and aimed it at the Flatscreen to his right, powering it on it immediately showed the CNN Coverage of the Summit.

CNN

"Following the Summit meeting called by Senator Goldbloom yesterday, a large crowd of people have gathered outside of the Capitol building. Police have set up a perimeter to keep the crowd at bay, however as time goes on the arrival of the Hero Guardian continues. Inside the Capitol building, several witnesses, politicians, and reporters wait for the summit to begin, even Philantrhopist Malanor Rex is attending!"

Marcus stared at the TV as one of his secretaries came in "Sir we've got some mail for you..." her eyes wandered to the TV. "All about Detroit you know, The Black Zero" he said as he peered over to her. "My mother was in Detroit that day, at the Cryotech Financial building", "Yeah.....So was I".

"Detroit Black Zero"

5 Years Ago....

The City of Detroit, 'Day of the Black Zero'

[Marcus it's very dangerous to head in, Military chatter and scanning are saying that the entire Downtown district is a Warzone],

"Not Now Sanz, Pilot land on those Docks, Now!" Marcus said unbuckling his seatbelt as the cryotech Helicopter, "It's gonna be a quick drop, Good Luck Sir!" the pilot called back as the Helicopter descended. The Helicopter landed on the Detroit Docks, Marcus pulled open the door as the thunderous sounds of Explosions came from the city infront. As Marcus stepped out, he shoved the Helicopter side door closed, banging his hand on it he jogged away as it took back off, only to be stopped dead in his tracks. Marcus gazed at the skyscrapers in the downtown infront of him, Military jets soared overhead firing rockets, only to be knocked out of the sky by a super strength Meta, and blasted by a stream of yellow energy. Following the jets, Helicopters, fighters, bombers, and paratroopers soared into the city, the sight of many of the being blown out of the sky stopped the Billionaire in his tracks.

Marcus could only stare in horror as the thunderous sounds of the battle raged on, however he regained himself and bolted forward to a Detroit Police Department SUV ahead. The door was wide opened (probably being abandoned by it's owner from the fighting), as he searched around he found the keys laying on the floor infront. Marcus quickly put them in the ignition, as the SUV roared to life Marcus stepped on the gas speeding forward on the docks. Several civilians and an officer moved out of the way as he soared off the Docks back onto the street. Marcus could see above as the fire and carnage in the sky was occurring, a flying meta flying through the hulls of several Jet Fighters destroying them on impact. As Marcus started to drive down the streets he quickly took out his phone and called his friend, the leader of the Cryotech Financial in Detroit, "Maximus".

Cryotech Financial, Center of Detroit's Downtown

Maximus, an older, African American man in a suit stared with the fellow cryotech workers in shock as the Metahuman Carnage outside continued. an Apache Helicopter fired an array of rockets at one Metahuman, only for them to do nothing, as the Super Strength Meta jumped up, colliding with it's back tail, causing it to spin out and erupt in a ball of fire with the skyscraper, fall down in a hail of fire on the street below. As Maximus was in horror and shock, he was pushed out of it when he heard his phone ringing, answering he promptly said, "...H-Hello?", ["Max, It's Marcus"];

"Marcus? wha-",
"Max listen carefully, I need you to evacuate Everyone, and I mean EVERYONE in the building, it's out of Control. Now Max!"],
"Of course Sir",

Max looked from his phone to the people around him, "Alright people Boss' ordered everyone Out, Come On!" he said as the multitude of workers began to hurry out. As Max looked around ushering workers to the door, he gazed out the window. In the center of the city was a Park, The Detroit City Park, which was now torn up and battered from the fighting. However as one Metahuman Villain charged up his Yellow Energy, he shot it at the ground, causing the Tanks, Soldiers, Paratroopers, and Helicopters to be thrown back. The shockwave caused Maximus to trip, his phone went flying, hitting the ground and breaking.

"Max?" Marcus Looked at his phone, "God dammit" he said, shoving it in his pocket as he continued to drive down the street. up ahead there was a thin, wooden police barricade, driving straight through Marcus easily tore through the single slats of wood. However as Marcus entered the downtown, he immediately saw above what the battle was turning into. Several Cargo-bob Helicopters were carrying Tanks, APCs, and IFVs to the Park area in the downtown, however a Metahuman woman appeared infront of them. She charged up some sort of Blue, mystic looking energy, blasting it she hit the Helicopters, destroying them and knocking them out of the air. Marcus quickly drove right as a gigantic APC dropped to the ground, then skidded left as a Huge, US Abrams tank slammed head first into the pavement. As two of the Cargobobs impacted the skyscrapers around them, the rotars churning and knocking out glass, Marcus could see US Army Paratroopers, Police, Firefighters, and civilians running for cover. But there was nothing he could do, stay and he'd be killed, and right now the people at his Financial, his employees, needed him to get there t help him.

As Marcus drove down the road, A Metahuman hero slammed into the chest of the Super Strength Metahuman, forcing him into the road ahead. However the impact caused the Street to cave in and erupt , Marcus skidding and turning right down a road, just barely missing the collapsing street. As Marcus drove down the road, he saw as a flyign Meta smashed the right wing of a Jet Fighter, causing it to come crashing down onto the street infront of him. As the fireball of fire, death, and military metal came roaring down the road, Marcus turned left down an alley, just nearly dodging the hulk of steel. As Marcus drove down the alley, he realized he was almost on the street to the Financial, busting through a chainlink fence he reached one of the main roads, however not filled with fighting like the rest. As Marcus drove onto the road, a large amount of cars, barricades, and civilians stopped his ability to drive forward. Exiting the vehicle he grabbed his phone, calling Max's phone number again, walking down the road as many, many people rushed and raced for safety around him.

"Come on Max pick up" Marcus muttered as he jogged down the street, stopping at the end of the block, just down the street is the Financial building. Maximus stood back up, as he did, he heard a thunderous boom come behind him from the park. As he looked, The Metahuman hero Guardian slammed into a Metahuman with Yellow Electricity glowing around him, pushing them into the Cryotech Financial Building. Max felt the building shake around him as both Guardian, and the Metahuman duked it out just a few floors beneath him. However as the Metahuman fired his Yellow Energy from his eyes, hitting the building around and weakening the supports, Maximus could only stand there. Maximus grabbed the cross necklace from his pocket and clutched it, saying; "Lord who arte in Heaven, I thank you for my Wife, for my Family... An-". Maximus was cut off as the entire Cryotech Financial Building began to fall apart. Marcus watched as the tall building fell inward towards the street, as ht hit another building across from it, Guardian and the Metahuman flew out continuing their fight, as the Financial building collapsed with the adjacent one.

"MAX!!!" Marcus yelled dropping his phone and running towards the buildings as they collapsed onto the road, people running as a huge wave of dust, debris, and smoke was blown outwards. Marcus ran, his physique carrying him as he bolted down the street, he gritted his teeth and covered his face with his left arm as he charged head first into the wall of dust.

And then, everything went quiet, Marcus could still feel himself walking, however everything around him was nearly silenced as the street became blanketed in dust. Marcus looked around, as he passed large chunks of debris from the Cryotech building, he passed a woman guiding others, and some of the kids away from the fallen building. Marcus walked, as one boy tripped and fell letting go of the little human chain of the other kids, he quickly picked the boy up handing him to one of the staff members as they followed them. Marcus then continued to walked through then rubble, only being stopped when he heard a young man yell "MR BRANSTON!". Marcus' attentionwas drawn to a man pinned under a heavy Beam, cutting off the lower half of his body and his pelvis. As Marcus rushed over, he knelt down as the young man gritted his teeth "I can't feel my Legs, I CAN'T FEEL MY STOMACH!", Marcus then placed a hand on the young man's shoulders. "hey, hey, You're gonna be alright, what's your name? Theodore, they call you Theo?". The Young man looked up, "You're the Big Boss, Boss". Marcus looked up to others around, "Hey I NEED HELP OVER HERE!" as he stood up he grabbed the end of the large steel beam. 2 US Army Paratroopers came over and grabbed the Beam with Marcus and lifted, while 2 other Co workers pulled him out.

As Marcus and the Troopers dropped the Beam, he nodded to them as they hurried off, however the creaking of metal caused him to look up. A Teenage girl, probably no more that 14, was looking up at the building crying. "Hey..." Marcus tried to call out, though a bit out of breath. However as the metal and concrete above her began to collapse, Marcus' eyes widened and he bolted forward, running he grabbed the Girl and pulled her out of the way of the collapsing rubble. Landing on his knee and turning around, he looked her in the eye, "You're Okay, You're okay", "M-My Mom" she said teary eyed. "Where's your mother?" he asked Compassionately and concerned, she simply looked up towards the building with his eyes following. The entire top portion of the building was gone, leaving only the 3rd floor and the smoldering edge above left standing. Marcus simply shut his eyes and exhaled, opening them he pulled the girl in as she hugged him, however his eyes were drawn elsewhere.

Guardian was in the sky, flying into and pushing the same Metahuman villain, with brown hair and beard, eyes filled with vicious, gleeful, fury.

Marcus simply stared at the "Hero", sitting among st the wreckage of Downtown Detroit, and the thousands lost.

Marcus' attention was brought back to the present, when the sounds of he people behind the police line shouting ang talking. The camera on the TV panned up to Guardian, who arrived and was hovering above the Capitol building.

The Summit was about to begin.

by **Confederation of imperial states** » Sun Jul 31, 2016 7:39 pm

Marcus' Attention was drawn, as the Crowd on the News Feed outside of the Capitol building began to shout, scream, and yell.

Guardian was displayed above the Capitol Building, hovering downwards, his Red and white cape billowing as he landed on the clear pavement of the street.

Outside of the Capitol Building

Riot Police, though few in between, stood at the large metal fence between them and the large, clear, open area, and then protesters outside. They were equipped with Batons, Shields, and guns, though only 7 stood around the large fence. As Guardian landed, only one of the Security Officers gazed over at him, the God like hero landing on his feet as he flew down. Guardian exhaled as he stared at the capitol, his super hearing trying to drown out the people behind him.

"Murderer!",

"What about those people in Zimbabwe you Fuck!"

"My Child could have been saved by you!".

All of them pounding on his head, as the Hero, who stood for Hope, Truth, Justice, and everything good tried to maintain his stoic mannerism. Cellina pushed through some of the people to reach the fence, she wasn't allowed to enter, though she could see even from the side view of Guardian's distraught. And so, with a simple step, Guardian Walked, not Flew, up the steps of the Capitol building. Each step a heavy one, the height only increasing the anger of the crowd behind him and the Police. As Guardian reached the doors, One of the Security Officers standing at the double doors quickly opened the door for him, the Hero walking in, as the Officer closed the door behind.

Inside the Capitol Building, Guardian walked down the hall to the main hearing room, his Heroic suit a vast contrast from the Government around him. The people in their suits, some in janitors uniforms, others Police officers all looked at him, as he walked down the hall. His usual smile gone, replaced with only a content stare, one trying to hide the sorrow and dread of it all. As Guardian reached the Hearing Room, he opened the door, the whispers within the room died down, though Connor could still hear them. Guardian walked down the middle path to the podium for the convicted. As he did, the Senator sat with the other jurors at the Supreme Court's seats in the front. Guardian only gazed forward as he walked, reaching the small door, he pushed past it, walking up to the Podium and standing at attention of the Supreme Court. With the Room's noise dying down, the cameras watching, and Guardian simply with his hands held infront of him in a content manner, the Senator began.

"Let me say I'm greatful for our witness, for coming before Us Today. Mr Theo Lars, a Survivor of the Black Zero".

Guardian turned his head with many others, The Young Man Marcus (though many don't know) Saved years ago. He was in a futuristic Wheelchair, his legs cut off at the knees from amputation. Guardian turned his head back to the Senator, "And I come before all of you today, to talk about who, and How this has affected the people. There is not just one player that needs to be said, but others, who have set some up to be treated as criminals".

Chicago

"Mr Branston Sir" the Secretary said as she came in, Marcus turned to look, "Mr Theo Lars' injury checks came back".

"What?"

The Capitol

"This is how our Democracy works. We talk to each other, we listen, and act by the Consent of the people, Sir". Guardian simple looked, however in his supervision, he could hear a ticking Noise, that sounded incredibly suspicious.

Chicago

Marcus walked as she handed him the checks, all of them sent back, hundreds of thousands that Marcus sent to aid Theo since he was unable to work. "Tracy why wasn't I told about these?", "Sir they only came back just now". As She rushed out, Marcus started to look through them, As he started, each of them had writing crudely written in Red Ink on the checks.

FALSE GOD KILLS THOUSANDS

YOU FAILED US

The Capitol

"And with what has been happened, We should not blame one of those that stands before us. But another man, who wishes to force us to hate who has tried to help",

Guardian peered to the right where the noise came from, He used his supervision to look around, nothing. He could see Skeletons, Vital Organs, Veins, Nerves, however, Theo's chair would not let his Superfvision pass through. It was a block, a shield, Guardian knew only one thing that could do so, though it shouldn't have been plating for a Wheelchair. Lead.

Chicago

THE KNIGHT WAS SUPPOSED TO PROTECT US

BUT WATCHED AS THOUSANDS BURNED

The Capitol

In An Instant, Guardian put Two and Two together, he knew, He Knew what the noise was.

Guardian then turned his head quickly to the Senator and Yelled,

"STOP! IT'S A B-".

Guardian's voice was drowned out, as the entire Room the hearing was held in, was engulfed and charred by Fire, which blew out from the Wheelchair Theo Sat In. The Fire spread outwards, in an explosive, deadly force, it rocked the eastern wing of the Capitol building. Windows, Glass, Panels were blown out of the building, the riot police outside ducked their heads, some of the mounted police quickly had to calm their horses as they were startled by the explosion. The Crowd screamed and shrieked, and Cellina could only stare in Horror.

Guardian stood in the room, soaking up the Guilt, He was too Slow, He couldn't stop it, He Couldn't stop this. He looked around in Horror, at the burning bodies, the whole room engulfed in flames.

Chicago

Marcus was shocked, he stared at the News in Horror seeing a horrific explosion occur just 10 minutes after the hearing started. Marcus stared down at the last check, as his eyes drifted, however it wasn't a check, but a Newspaper clipping from an article on the Black Zero.

YOU LET THEM ALL DIE

Marcus could only stare up, the Rage, the Fever, The Anger, Was all blowing up and boiling inside of him.

Minutes after the Explosion

Outside the Capitol

As the Police rushed around, Fire Fighters continued to charge up the stairs as emergency personal carried survivors from the burning wreckage, Cellina could only stand there with many others, as others tried to help the people being saved. Guardian descended down, carrying a woman, as he landed a Female Paramedic quickly settled her down on a stretcher.

"Thank you, She'll make it" she said as Guardian backed away a few steps.

Guardian looked around, the people around him, some survived, others dead, and many in agony, he looked around almost drowning in sorrow. He was arguing with himself, this was because of him, not only for the hearing, but because he was too slow. Was he doing more harm than good. As he gazed over to her, his glare gave her all the message she needed, before he jet up into the sky away. As the people from the crowd cried out in Anger, Cellina could only look up in despair, knowing what the truth really was.

by **Confederation of imperial states** » Mon Aug 01, 2016 2:05 pm

The Knight's Domain, first level

Marcus was Mad, not just Mad, he was Pissed, Angry, Furious. All of the rage that had built up inside him was about to hit overload, This 'Guardian', some Metahuman God, has been making the world his playground for far enough.

And Marcus knew it was time to put an end to it.

Marcus was at the large table, just to the right of the Knightcomputer, a blowtorch and protection mask on his face, he began to weld together metal, hook up wires, and ready some sort of weapon. Marcus, with Sanza watching him, finished melding together the plates, taking off the mask and dropping it on the table, causing it to clank. As Marcus opened up one of the plates, he took a handful of Copper and sealed wires, connecting them to Power and Data AUX points within his metal creation. As Marcus closed the large plate, on the Arm, he stepped back to Gaze at the Metal creation, looking at the Armor, Power Suit arm, connecting to the rest of the pieces. Marcus quickly pressed a button on the holographic pad on the table, and the Suit powered up to life, A Giogantic and powerful set of Armor.

Heading downstairs Marcus quickly stepped through a door behind the backside of The Destroyer's parking area. Stepping in he took a pair of goggles from a hook and turned on a gigantic switch. "Sanza activate The Synthesizer", [What would you like to Synthesize?], "The one Compound we found in Malanor's Files. 'Dylithium' ". [Working now Sir], As Sanza started to power on the large, half cylinder machien built into the floor, Marcus stepped to the left of it, next to it's terminal built into the side. "Start the Process", [Yes Sir] the AI answered as the Large Half Cylinder shaped machien shot a large Energy stream towards a container, 20 ft from it, in a large compartment carved into the wall. Marcus watched, as the blinding white energy shot from the Synthesizer, hitting the Container with immense amounts of Energy, slowly working. As the Machine stopped, the Beam halted, and the Gigantic Machine hissed from the heat of the action. Marcus could see faint smoke from the super heated Metal, ignoring it and instead walking to the large compartment at the end of the room. He reached inside, grabbing the Large container and pulling it out. It was a foot long Banister, and inside through the Reinforced glass, he could see A Strange Purple Gas. Dylithium.

"Sanza",

[Yes?],

"Ready the Equipment. It's time".

Dactopolis, Outside of City Hall
9:30pm

Cellina Mathers walked out of the large City Hall building, she'd been staying for the past two days, hoping, praying that Connor would come in. But, Nothing, he was gone, and the last time she'd seen him was when he flew off from the Capitol. As She walked outside, it began to drizzle down, the Nightsky was beginning to go clouded from the recent weather. She shook her head, taking out a newspaper she held it above her head, hurrying down the street as she tried to get home. However, on the almost dead silent street, she saw a large, Black SUV driving behind her, at a pace almost the same as her. Cellina was no stranger to creeps, criminals, and others who'd pray on the weak. However with everything that had been going on, and Connor leaving, she felt oddly vulnerable. Cellina quickly hurried to the end of the Block, the Police would normally patrol around this area and she'd be able to catch the eye of a patrol Car. However as she did, the SUV picked up speed, now maintaining speed just across from her. She knew this wasn't going to end well, and then started to bolt down the street, her shoes clicking on the sidewalk, trying to reach the end of the block.

That's when another SUV stopped just at the Crosswalk to cross, and before she could stop, 4 men in Black Attire grabbed her and pulled her in. Cellina quickly reached into her bag and pulled out pepper spray, catching one of them in the eyes. "God Dammit, get the Bitch in the Car!" he grunted, rubbing his eyes in Agony. As Cellina tried to call out, she was muffled when the SUV doors closed, driving off with the one that was tailing her. As both cars drove off down the street, they turned left and drove off, with the street growing quiet afterwards. As the street returned to silence, a Patrol Car drove down the road, unknowingly passing the crosswalk as it continued it's route.

by **Scotatrova** » Wed Aug 03, 2016 11:11 pm

Confederation of imperial states wrote:The Capitol

In An Instant, Guardian put Two and Two together, he knew, He Knew what the noise was.

Guardian then turned his head quickly to the Senator and Yelled,

"STOP! IT'S A B-".

Guardian's voice was drowned out, as the entire Room the hearing was held in, was engulfed and charred by Fire, which blew out from the Wheelchair Theo Sat In. The Fire spread outwards, in an explosive, deadly force, it rocked the eastern wing of the Capitol building. Windows, Glass, Panels were blown out of the building, the riot police outside ducked their heads, some of the mounted police quickly had to calm their horses as they were startled by the explosion. The Crowd screamed and shrieked, and Cellina could only stare in Horror.

Guardian stood in the room, soaking up the Guilt, He was too Slow, He couldn't stop it, He Couldn't stop this. He looked around in Horror, at the burning bodies, the whole room engulfed in flames.

Minutes after the Explosion

Outside the Capitol

As the Police rushed around, Fire Fighters continued to charge up the stairs as emergency personal carried survivors from the burning wreckage, Cellina could only stand there with many others, as others tried to help the people being saved. Guardian descended down, carrying a woman, as he landed a Female Paramedic quickly settled her down on a stretcher.

"Thank you, She'll make it" she said as Guardian backed away a few steps.

Guardian looked around, the people around him, some survived, others dead, and many in agony, he looked around almost drowning in sorrow. He was arguing with himself, this was because of him, not only for the hearing, but because he was too slow. Was he doing more harm than good. As he gazed over to her, his glare gave her all the message she needed, before he jet up into the sky away. As the people from the crowd cried out in Anger, Cellina could only look up in despair, knowing what the truth really was.

Alexandria, Virginia

Alexander was sitting in a bar in a small town along Virgina's Potomac River and on TV, they aired Guardian's meeting at the capital when it all went wrong. An explosion rocked the Capital Building as Guardian was inside. He quickly got up and made his way to the Potomac River and jumped in, swimming Northward, to Washington D.C. itself. When he arrived, it was chaos. The screams of the injured, the sounds of emergency personnel scrambling to react to the disaster. He could see that the firefighters were doing their best to stop the flames, but he could see it was not working out well. Alexander knew what he had to do. Sure enough, his eyes began to glow blue as he controlled the water from the firehoses with his hands and formed a large ball of water, eventually dropping it on the burning capital building, extinguishing the flames. As he looked around, he could see people staring at him. Some staring in confusion and some in fear, others still in shock from what happened. Phones and cameras were getting his picture while news crews cast his actions live. The entire nation was watching, and now they knew, that the man of the sea, the one that some had heard rumors about, were not false or a hoax. He was indeed real, and with that, he fled the scene just as quickly as he came, and jumped back into the Potomac River and headed South back to the Atlantic.

by **Confederation of imperial states** » Tue Aug 09, 2016 5:31 am

Dactopolis, Malanor Rex's Skyscraper

Malanor Rex, the Older, impoverished Philanthropist walked out of the doorway to the roof of the giant tower. As he Walked out, the Wind blew across the scene, with the clear, night sky and the stars overhead. As Malanor walked out, he looked at his watch as he went up the steps to the Helipad. Standing on the Helipad, the wind blew across, he quickly lifted his right wrist and looked at the time. [10:30pm] to the second, he turned back to the entrance to the room, licking his lip he gazed out onto the city, then up to the large Glowing letters at the top of the tower that read

SCYTHER

Malanor looked down, placing his hands in his pockets he exhaled, "It seems you've arrived, Messiah" Malanor said turning around. Behind him, it was Guardian, hovering as he landed on the Helipad, anger in his eyes. "Where is she Malanor" Guardian said, standing, his fists clenched at his sides. Malanor simply chuckled, shaking his head he said "You're so God Damn Hypocritical" he said. As Guardian walked forward, he placed a hand up "Uh, uh, uh, I wouldn't". As Guardian stopped, he saw Malanor had one hand on a button on his watch. "What are you-", "You're n gracious savior Guardian, you're a Devil. Weilding Power, destroying a city for some crude justice?". Malanor continued, I knew about you all those years, and In time I Planned, I waited, and I planted the seeds for this". As Guardian dropped his advanced, he stood there as Malanor continued, "Because from what I learned, Power corrupts Anyone. And Absolute Power like yours, Corrupts Absolutely".

"What have you done?" Guardian asked,

"Simple, The little Woman who followed you, who loved you, is a supporter of your tyranny. And I had her captured", Guardian continued walking towards him. "I wouldn't", Malanor reached a hand back, dropping photos of Cellina tied to a chair and dropping them infront of him. Guardian was caught offguard, dropping down onto a knee, he picked up one of the photos. "Witches who support Devils need to be exicuted, and how did they do it? With Fire". Guardian looked back up with him, and with his eyes burning from his Heat Vision, Guardian shouted "WHERE IS SHE?". "I Don't Know!" Malanor uttered, shrugging, "I wouldn't let them tell me, for interrogation". "BUT" Malanor said, pointing to the west "There's a way to save your little Cellina". Guardian stood up, he looked to the west, and using his Super Vision, he saw a Burning symbol in then sky. Of a Hawk.

No....." Guardian said, looking down, "If you kill me, Cellina Dies, and if you Leave Cellina, Also, Dies (A timer you see), HOWEVER...". Guardian looked to Malanor, "If you kill the Knight, Cellina lives". Turning to him, with concerned eyes, Guardian asked "Why? Why do this?". Malanor simply smiled, "It's the Greatest Gladiator match in the History of the world. Day vs Knight, God Vs Man, Mortal vs Immortal, It's the Guardian of Dactopolis Versus The Knighthawk of Chicago". As a Helicopter landed behind Malanor, the Billionaire climbed in, with Guardian and him maintaining eye contact. "Your time was 1 Hour Guardian.....Now it's less". As Malanor flew off in the chopper, Guardian gazed to the west. And with a heavy heart as he hovered off the Helipad, he jetted off to the Crime Ridded City.

A Few Hours Earlier

Ruins of the Branston Estate Manor, Outside of Chicago

A Solemn, cold feeling drenched the air, as Marcus parked his father's Cadillac at the edge of what was once a driveway. Opening the door, the Older Billionaire, felt the breeze hit his face, as he pulled the edge of his trench coat out. As he closed the door, he walked around the car, and stepped onto the Tall GRass covered land, walking towards Monolith of the Ruins of Branston Manor. As Marcus walked, he crushed the tall grass under foot, crating a sort of temporary path tghrough the amount of fauna and brush.

Marcus reached the Manor, it was hollow, a shell of what it once was, symbolically the image of the Branston family. Marcus took a step in, talking to the right, into the large area that once was the living room. As Marcus stopped infront of the fireplace, he simply gazed at it, remembering all of the family meetings that once happened in this spot. As Marcus stood there, reminiscing and remembering, Sanza's Transponder entered the room and hovered next to him. He said nothing as her Hologram appeared in the room,

[You know you Can't win this Marcus......It's Suicide],

Marcus simply continued gazing, not staring back at her "You know I'm older now than my Father was....Fifteen Years of fighting in Chicago......This may be the only thing I do that matters",

[A Decade and a Half of fighting Criminals, Amounts to nothing?],

Marcus peered at her "Criminals are like Weeds Sanza" he gazed back "Pull one out and another two pop in their place. This isn't just about Crime in Chicago. He peered back at her again,

"This is about the future of the World",

Marcus peered down at the Branston Family Crest, etched into the stone infront of the fireplace "You know My Father sat me down here when I was young, He told me what Branston Manor was built on....",

[Brick and Mortar, Mining, Railroads, Industry, and Oil...],

"Even before that, the First Generation of us came to the area around Chicago, trading with the locals for their Pelts, Game, and meat...".

Marcus then turned around and walked towards the entrance, passing by Sanza he stopped, "...They were Hunters....",

Marcus then walked out of the Door to Branston Manor, his AI Sanza simply continued to watch him as he walked the path he arrived in. She gazed at the man, simply saying [And so Falls the House of Branston....].

by **Confederation of imperial states** » Mon Sep 05, 2016 1:25 pm

"Day and Knight"

Abandoned Chicago Precinct, Old Chicago Wharf

Knighthawk stared into the Rainy, Knight sky, his Power Armor assembled and ready. The Rain poured through the broke, and damaged Police Precinct he stood in, gazing into the Night Sky through a large hole in the ceiling. As he broke his glance, in his right hand, he held a large, High Tech Metal Pole. As he pulled the cloth rag off it's end, it was revealed to be a Large Spear, with electrified platinum infused with Dylithium on the end. As he raised it up, he stabbed the Spear hard into the ground, it's spearhead easily breaking into the concrete, stabbing into it.

KnightHawk walked onto the Large, Open Area of the parking lot, he stopped at the back near a large floodlight. It was an Old relic of his past career, something he and Brakenbrook used to use back when things were......Simple. Knighthawk grabbed the edge of the gigantic tarp covering it, easily tugging, ht pulled it off, to reveal the large Floodlight, with a symbol in the middle. He then grabbed the large lever on the side, pulling it back, the Old Floodlight cracked to life, displaying a large Hawksymbol in the sky. The Symbol displayed itself on the rainy clouds, Knighthawk waited, through the Thunder and rain, as he watched the symbol in the sky. The Rained poured, and with a crack of lightning illuminating the sky, Knighthawk saw him. Guardian. The Vigilante walked, each step he walked forward, entering snd reaching the large, empty lot of the Precinct. As he gazed into the sky, Guardian landed hard, 10 feet from him, the rain pouring down as he smack down hard, but not enough to crack the concrete. As Guardian stood up, he looked to Knighthawk, cocking his head slightly, then upright, the Vigilante said.

"Well.....Here I am"

"Marcus...." Guardian said, pleading in his voice, "Marcus please. You have to listen to me". Smiling under the Helmet of the power suit, he backed up as Guardian walked towards him. "It's a trick, it's Malanor, he wants to-" As Guardian walked towards the backstepping Vigilante, he stepped on a hidden pressure pad. As it activated, two, gigantic Hypersonic emitters rose up to Guardian's left and right side. Guardian was hit by high Hypersonic waves, dropping him to one knee. He reached down, ripping ou thr pressure plate and ripping it in half. Throwing one half to each, he destroyed, and stopped the emitters. A momet of pause followed as he exhaled, walking towards Knighthawk, who in return walked towards him. "You don't.....Understand" he said, recovering from the Sonic waves he was struck by. Knighthawk stopped, barely inches from the Meta's face.

"I UNDERSTAND!"

He yelled, his Voice Modulator making him sound like a hate filled Demon. Guardian pushed on Knighthawk's chest plate, the superstrength pushing the Vigilante back. Knighthawk went flying back, bouncing off his backplate one time, he then came to a rest, sliding to a stop. The Vigilante gritted his teeth as he forced himself up. Pushing a button on his belt, Guardian was surprised when, 6 Military Grade turrets popped up around him. They fired on the Meta, with rockets, bullets, and munitions. Blasting Guardian, he realized they were doing nothing, as he flew up into the air, and began to fire on them with his Heat Vision. Knighthawk forced himself back up, his Power armor heavy, but protecting him from any real damage he thought Guardian might throw. However as he gazed infront of him, he saw a wall of fire, and destroyed turrets. Then Guardian, who simply walked through the fire, a stern look on his face, Guardian then flew right into Knighthawk. Guardian pushed Knighthawk through the building as they flew, crashing through several floors, he eventually broke up through the roof, into the sky. Guardian held the Power Armored Vigilante in his hands, he threw him down, Knighthawk went slamming through a gigantic AC unit, through a window arch, and then sliding on the roof until he crashed into the edge. Nearly knocking him off. he forced himself off his stomach, he could see how high he was on the abandoned precinct building, and he stood up to one knee as he got back up yet again.

That's when he heard Guardian land on the roof behind him, "Stay Down! If I wanted it, you'd be dead already!" he shouted as Knighthawk stood up. Knighthawk turned around to him, as he looked at Guardian, he grabbed a smoke grenade from his belt. Pulling the pin it began to start up, he stooed it to the ground between them. He was then shrouded by a wall of Smoke, Guardian raised an eyebrow as he used his Super vision. To Guardian's surprise, he couldn't see through the smoke, 'Lead Based Smoke' he through as he jetted forward. Guardian flew through, dispersing the smoke along with it, however he was greeted only by an empty area. Guardian was confused, looking around he couldn't see Knighthawk. That was when he felt a pair of eyes burning into his back, he turned around, only to see a split second of Knighthawk aiming some sort of Grenade Rifle at him. As Knighthawk shot a round at Guardian, he easily caught it mid air, Guardian had to time to react as it detonated.

The Dylithium in the Grenae Round immediately engulfed Guardian's face, the effects worked perfectly, as he was forced to drop down to his knees. Guardian douched, and seathed as the Dylithium started to ravage his Metahuman Biology, Knighthawk simply walked around to his front, staring at him through the Bright, White lenses of the Helmet, saying.

"Breath it in.....That's Fear...... The same thing you claim to understand as you 'Save' people from. Their own Mortality.....". Knighthawk stopped infront of him, "You're not Brave..." he answered viciously to Guardian. Guardian's face grew of anger, as he stood up, and stood a hard swing at Knighthawk with his left hand. Guardian's hand was stopped easily as Knighthawk blocked it, Guardian was shocked, trying to proccess what happened, "Men are Brave....". Guardian took a swing with his left hand, to which Knighthawk easily blocked again, The Vigilante returned the swings with a hard kick from the Power Armor's Knee. Guardian buckled as Knighthawk kneed his abdomen, Knighthawk grabbed both sides of Guardian's head, and then kneed his face. Guardian was forced to stand up straight from the impact, blood coming from his nose, Knighthawk punched his throat, then right hooked him, then left hooked, hitting Guardian ruthlessly. As Knighthawk turned, building momentum, the Power Armor's strength helping him, he kicked Guarian straight in the abdomen, causing the meta to go flying back helplessly, landing with his back on a glass top of the roof. Half crashed into the glass top, Guardian's vision started to clear as he stared at Knighthawk, after taking a few steps, he jumped into the air, landing on Guardian's chest, and ending the two crashing down into the top floor of the abandoned building.

Guardian yelled, as the weight of Knighthawk, and crashing through onto the concrete floor, caused immense pain. Knighthawk stepped off to Guardian's right, then kicking Guardian square in the side, causing himt o go flying a few feet, landing on his stomach. Knighthawk walked up to Guardian, lifting his right foot, he stomped down onto Guardian's head. Guardian shook as his face slammed down into the floor, as he stood up onto one knee, he was greeted bu Knighthawk, who punched him square in the jaw, causing him to stand one knee straight, recieving another punch from Knighthawk square in his chest. However as Knighthawk reeled up alarge kick, Guardian was able to muster enough of his super strength to catch Knighthawk's right leg. Guardian gritted his teeth as he spun, throwing Knighthawk around, causing him to smash through a wall into another room. Guardian watched as Knighthawk hit the wall of the adjacent room, as he stood up, Knighthawk did so aswell, and both men looked at each other through the impact hole Knighthawk had made. Knighthawk rushed forward towards Guardian, Guardian did so aswell, running straight through the hole, crushing through the part still intact. As they both rushed at each other, Knighthawk grabbed Guardian by his shoulders, spinning and slamming him into the large, concrete back wall. Guardian groaned as he did, Knighthawk grabbed his neck with his left hand, and with hsi right grabbed his forehead and slammed it into the wall. He then kept Guardian's back in place with his left arm,and with his Right, began to punch Guardian in the face, Over and Over. The First punch hit Guarian's jaw, as did the second one, however as Knighthawk continued to punch Guardian, they became less and less effective. Eventually, Knighthawk punched Guardian, who simply stared at him, unphased by the now weak punches.

As Knighthawk took a step back, Guardian hovered up into the air, then flying down into knighthawk, sending both of them through the concrete floor to the level beneath them. Guardian and Knighthawk both crashed down into a bathroom beneath them. As Knighthawk started to get up, Guardian grabbed him, spinning around he threw Knighthawk, the Vigilante went flying through the several Toilet stall walls, eventually hitting the end of the room, landing on his back with a hard groan. Guardian dropped to a knee, the Dylithium still ravaging his biology, through he knew his strength was back, he watched as Knighthawk quickly grabbed the Grenade Launcher from his back belt, quickly ejecting the previous round shell, and trying to load a new one. Guardian gritted his teeth, with anger, ne ran at Knighthawk who desperately tried to load his next Dylithium round. As Guardian yelled, using what he could of his flight to propell himself into the air, Knighthawk clicked the round in and aimed the Grenade Rifle. As Guardian impacted Knighthawk, the Round his Guardian, point blank in the head, filling his lungs and face with an immense mount of the Anti - Metahuman Mutagene. Guardian's momentium still sent him and Knighthawk crashing through the room's end wall, then the floor, into a high ceiling area.

Both men slammed into the Hard, Concrete tiled floor of the shower area below, Guardian smashing through a tiled wall before falling onto his stomach. Knighthawk smashed through several sinks, a mirror, then hard onto the floor. The front plate of his helmet, after so much abuse, finally broke off, partially revealing his face. Hitting the ground with a groan, he gritted his teeth, pushing himself off of the floor. Knighthawk caught his breath, as he did, he could hear his Voice Modulator was audibly damaged, but it was the least of his concerns as he looked around, finally spotting Guardian on the floor. Guardian was gasping, wheezing as the second dose of Dylithium hit him at point blank, Knighthawk turned his head and spotted a porcelain toilet just ahead of him. Standing up and walking over to it, he grabbed itn, and using the suit's strength, and his own, he ripped it out of the floor. Knighthawk walked over to Guardian, as he tried to get on his hands and knees, he stared at the MEta in anger, as he lifted the large chunk of Prorcelain and stone. Slamming it down on Guardian, it half broke, Guardian yelling as he was forced onto his stomach, Knighthawk grabbed what was left, and swung leftwards at Guardian, forcing him back up, standing on his knees.

As Guardian stared at Knighthawk, up to him, he could see the rage, and sweat filled face of Marcus under the suit. Knighthawk then dropped the remains of the stone, then charging at Guardian, he slammed into his chest, forcing him up, and the suit's momentum pushed them both forward. Knighthawk smashed clear through the heavy stone tiled wall, into what was a commons room. once doing so, Knighthawk drove himself and Guardian into the floor, Guardian once more groaning on pain, immobilized on the floor, as Knighthawk stood up above him. Walking around near his head, he stared at the now, incapacitated, and defeated Metahuman. Knighthawk grabbed Guardian's suit by it's back collar, and dragged him on his back out of the commons room, to the main balcony area outside. As Knighthawk stepped onto the Balcony, he stared down, the large drop, he then grabbed Guardian with two hands, lifting him up by his back. Guardian looked around, through blurred vision, and he could watch as Knighthawk tossed him down the high drop. Guardian soared down, now too powerless to stop himself, he slammed into a gargoyle built into one of the balcony steps, then a few chandeliers, before slamming down onto a pile of concrete and rubble below.

Knighthawk looked down, seeing Guardian's Red and Blue suit below, right where he wanted him, he grabbed his Grappel gun and shot up to one of the high supports above. getting good leverage, Knighthawk stepped off the balconey, his grappel gun lowering him at a good descent, and he finally landed on the ground floor. Right where he arrived at the precinct. Knighthawk looked around, the large, columned main room, with a large hole in the ceiling revealing the Knighthawk symbol in the night sky. Knighthawk shook his head, hsi Voice Modulator beeping and groaning, as he spoke. "I bet your parents taught you.....That your Powers.....Your Abilities, that you meant something in this life..." he said, walking over to the large metal pole sticking out of the ground. Guardian listened, as he tried to force himself up, but too in pain, he laid on his stomach on the pile of rubble.

"I Learned a different lesson from my Parents.....Dying in the Gutter, of this city, for no reason at all", Knighthawk stopped once reaching the metal pole, "The rules only make sense....If you Force them to...". Knighthawk then grabbed the pole, pulling it out, and activating it, as the Platinum - Dylithium spear lit up bright. Knighthawk walked over to Guardian, Each step Heavy, Each Step fueled by Anger. He finally reached the Meta. Using his left boot to flip Guardian over with a groan from him, he placed his left foot on his neck. Guardian gritted his teeth, looking up to Knighthawk in fear and anxiety, as Knighthawk grasped the Spear in his right hand.

"You were Never a God....." he said, lifting the Spear,

"You were never even a Man!..." he finished, the slight unstableness from his broken modulator, and the pure anger in his voice.

Guardian yelled out, in a last attempt, "SAVE......CELLINA!" As Knighthawk kept the spear high, he paused for a second. 'Save Cellina?' he thought caught offguard by Guardian pleading this too him, and nothing else. "Malanor......You letting him kill......Cellina.....Save Her.....Marcus..." he sputtered, as Knighthawk kept his foot on his neck. Knighthawk released his foot, setting it lightly on Guardian's chest, as he continued Guardian gasped recieving air as he quickly said "Malanor Set us up......Pinned us against each other....He's going to kill Cellina...My...My" Guardian was unable to say the last line, as he coughed violently. Knighthawk stepped back, in shock, 'Malanor set us up', 'Malanor?', 'He was leveraging his Lover to....Kill Me'. Knighthawk shook his head, realazing his Anger was misplaced, he grasped the Spear, and shouting he threw the spear far, sending it sailing out of a broken window, and sticking into the ground just before the Chicago's Pier Water.

Guardian shakily stood up, feeling his powers coming back, he stumbled forward,only to be caught by Knighthawk. Meeting eyes with Knighthawk, he said "Malanor's to blame for all of this, Not I, not Cellina, And most of all not you...". "I'll go Save Cellina", Guardian shook his head "She needs me" he tried to push forward only to be stopped by Knighthawk. "I promise you....Cellina will not die tonight. Go confront Malanor". Guardian nodded as Knighthawk quickly went off, his half broken armor shaking as he walked. Guardian hovered and zoomed off, quickly heading back to Dactopolis.

Dactopolis News Network

"Authorities are telling everyone to stay away from Downtown Manhattan, and the Memorial Park area, as The Syther corp Tower, owned by Billionaire Malanor Rex, is giving of Major energy readings"

The News Network report, about Strange, and voilent Energy feedback from Malanor's tower was reported. Large arms of Lightning, Energy, and plasma were shooting off into the sky, with the Building's power audibly taking a hit. The majority of the park area just across from the tower, and the downtown area around it was being blocked off by Police and Fire fighters.

Miss Anna Lawson, watched from the Airport Television, as she held her bags, ready to depart back to her home from the city.

by **Confederation of imperial states** » Tue Sep 06, 2016 8:54 pm

Outer Wharfs of Chicago
11:30pm

Knighthawk settled into the Pilot's seat of the VTOL, powering it on and hovering from the ground, he was caught offguard when he heard Comms chatter.

[Marcus? Sir?] Sanza spke, to which Knighthawk was a little Surprised,

"Sanza?",

[Sorry for coming in so Abruptly, but I tracked Malanor Rex's Communication line to his Men. Sending you the location now].

His Friend, his Ally, His AI companion through and through, after the talk at the Branston Manor ruins, he thought she'd left. Knighthawk simply looked at the Coordinates mapped on the GPS as the VTOL locked on, "I don't deserve you Sanza...". He said through his gravely Modulator, now corrected, though his appreciation showed all the same.

[No Sir, you don't] She said Sarcastically.

Warehouse, Southern Chicago Wharf

Cellina awoke in her chair, her arms bound to the arm rests, and her legs tightley kept to the chair's front legs. She attempted to struggle, only to be met with her waist tied to the chair's back aswell. as she looked around, he rvision blurry from going unconscious, A Man with Dark, Black hair stepped into her view. He was carrying something on his back, connected to a tube he held something in his hands. She could see 2 Men in the room guarding the door, One held a rifle, the other a Light Machine Gun. "You know....I wasn't sure if this moment would come" he said, darkly gleeful, as he lit up a zipp lighter. He held it in front of the thing he held, as the front if it sparked, Cellina's eyes widened as he realized it was a Flame Thrower, the large thing on his back was it's gas pack. As he walked around to the back of her, he lowered his face to her left ear, "it's always hard, to not be able to say goodbye, to those we care for the most...". Cellina was filled with fear, but that fear turned to surprise, when even the man was caught off guard by a noise from outside. The Lowe, Rumbling noise eventually was reaching them, as the Old, damp warehouse began to rumble a big from whatever was outside.

Knighthawk pulled his VTOL down the main pathway to the Warehouse, still remaining high in the air. "Approaching Target", [Noted Sir, scanning the complex now] As He piloted, a large amount of mercenaries infront of him near the warehouse started to move around. Three Pickup trucks and an Armored Car were in the Lot, as the men rushed to the pick up trucks, they manned three Large Machine Guns, one on each. As they started to fire on the VTOL, any rounds that did hit did nothing to it's armor. Knighthawk flipped up the cover on the piloting stick he held, and pulled it, as the large, Gatteling Miniguns on the front of the VTOL started to turn and fire. The Miniguns fired Incapacitating rounds, Explosive, and Harmful, though non lethal rounds. The VTOL's fire started at the end of the lot, as the Explosive fire started to quickly race across the ground towards the truck, many of them ducked out of the way, as the VTOL shot up the trucks, exploding one of them.

Knighthawk cut the guns and banked around as he fired on more of the thugs, incapacitating, and sending the others fleeing for cover. Knighthawk banked around the perimeter of the complex, as Sanza finished scanning the building. [Mr Branston....Current Scans show atleast 30 Hostile Mercenaries on the 4th Floor. How about you drop off at the third?]. As Knighthawk brought the VTOL in close, he handed over control to Sanza, who Piloted the VTOL close to the windows as Knighthawk climbed onto the front of the VTOL. As the VTOL lifted upwards, Knighthawk jumped off, crashing through the windows into the 3rd floor.

"The Knighthawk Cometh"

"To positions, Now!" the man ordered, as many of the men in the room filed outside with the main mercenary force in the room. The last two barred the door, the Rifleman stood behind a crate, while the Machine Gunner stood parallel to a wall, aiming directly at the blocked door.

The Mercenaries rushed around, many filing at the door, while others took up firing position further back from the entrance way. All of them, armed with Rifles, some with pistols, other with SMGs, Knives, all readying themselves for the Monster that just took out their guns outside. And then, as the rushing stopped, and they all waited, motionless, and calculating, readying themselves. They waited, in Silence, They Waited, in Concentration. And from the middle of the group, the silence was broken, as a portion of the floor gave out, causing 6 of the men to fall down in it. As Smoke and dust kicked up, Knighthawk grappled up into the Rafters in the chaos, firing Explosive devices at several of the Mercs around the Hole. As many of them got up, they heard a beeping, and a few around the hole in the floor saw red, blinking devices on their rifles. The Devices detonated, incapacitating and throwing off atleast 6 of the mercs. As 3 more showd up to fire down in the hole, thinking their assailant was still down there, one of them yelped as a cable shot, lodging in his thigh. The Cable met it's end, as Knighthawk dropped down, firing the other end from a cable launcher in his gauntlet, sticking into the thigh of another merc. The Cable contracted, as both Mercs were hung upside down like a scale from the ceiling.

Knighthawk quickly grabbed onto a nearby Merc, using his Grapnel gun, he used it to bend the man's elbow to the breaking point causing a sickening snap. With his other hand, he grabbed the trigger of the man's rifle, and spun around, firing the rifle around at any Mercs. The Mercs instinctively dropped, though some caught rounds in their shoulders, legs, and arms. Knighthawk threw the man off at the end of his spin, firing his Grapnel gun at one merc as he stood up. He yelled, firing his SMG, the Grapnel's cable end found it's mark in his left shoulder. Knighthawk pulled down hard, forcing the man to come towards him, he then used his right arm to trip him hard backwards hitting him in his jaw. As the man tripped backwards, Knighthawk brought his hands together, slamming down on the man's chest, forcing him down into the ground. As Another man raised his rifle, standing up only a few inches from Knighthawk, the Vigilante, grabbed the barrel and stock of his rifle, with his pure strength forcing the rifle out of his arms, he bashed the stock into the man's face. Knight hawn then brought the rifle down over the back of the man's head, while simultaneously bashing his face with his knee, forcing him to the ground, maimed.

However, one of the Thugs burst out of the main entrance way to the room, gazing at Knighthawk, he grabbed a Grenade from his Belt. pulling the pin and letting go of the latch. Knighthawk quickly kicked a metal crate on the flor, the small crate went flying up, striking the man in the face and causing him to fall backwards. As he dropped to the ground, regaining himself, he hastily rushed for the grenade, but was too late as it detonated, blowing up most of the entrance way. As The Grenade went off, Knighthawk quickly charged three Mercs, kneeing one in the stomach and backhanding him, then lunging at another merc and bashing his jaw upwards with the Thick, metal and wood handle of the Grapnel gun. Then struck the Grapnel Gun downwards on the last one, striking upwards then, causing him to fall backwards. Knighthawk quickly dodged the blade of an attacking Merc, as they slashed their knife at him, Knighthawk deftly dodged, catching the Merc's arm midswing, he used the l;everage and his torso to lift the Merc up, smashing him down into the floor, breaking some of the floor boards.

As Knighthawk eyed some of the remaining mercs, 3 of them unloaded their pistol and instead pulled out blades of their own. Knighthawk charged at them, jumping over one crate, he grabbed the head of one merc and pulled it back down onto the create knocking him out. As he landed, Knighthawk dropped to one of his knees, shooting the Grapnel gun back grabbing onto the crate, he then used the leverage of himself to pull it over his head. The Crate went flying, slamming into one of the mercs by the wall knocking him out cold against the concrete surface, and incapacitating another. Knighthawk was caught offguard as one man fired his pistol at him, knocking his grip from the Grapnell gun, though unable to pierce his suit's armor. As the man emptied his clip, Knighthawk charged, quickly slamming into the man, as the other 4 engaged the Vigilante. Knighthawk used his gauntlet's to block and deflect the swings, getting an opening he grabbed the collar of one merc and headbutted him. Knighthawk then grabbed another, pulling him infront of him, he used his knee to tripp the merc slashing at him, throwing his merc on top of him. Knighthawk then grabbed the hand of a merc attempting to slash at him, instead redirecting his blade, to have the merc stab his own leg. As two of the last remaining mercs in the room engaged Knighthawk, he quickly blocked and parried their swings, punching the one infront of him out cold, then turning to the one behind, and hitting him downward, sending him into a scorpion, and his face smashing into the floor boards.

A Merc attempted to charge Knighthawk behind, only for the Vigilante to spin around, and trip him onto his stomach. Knighthawk then pressed his left knee down onto him, then punching the merc and beating on him, over, and over, and over. Knighthawk was stopped, when a man came from behind with a pistol, firing into the back of his head. The Vigilante yelled, though the Armor of his suit protected him, he could still feel the impact. Knighthawk turned around, grabbing the pistol, he turned it around, then grabbing the man's arm and pulling him over Knighthawk, slamming him on the floor. Knighthawk grabbed his arm, violently turning it the wrong, way, causing the man to scream in pain. Knighthawk was then struck in the head by a large metal plate, the Vigilante let go of the ar, instead blocking the impact with his gauntlet's, though still being knocked to the floor. Knighthawk was then assaulted, as Two mercs slashed and swiped at him with a ma machete, and the other a knife. Knighthawk deflected the blades, over, and over, as he slid backwards. Knighthawk raised forward only to be kicked to the ground, then stabbed in the shoulder by the other merc. Knighthawk quickly grabbed the stabbing hand of the merc, quickly cracking and breaking his wrist, then using his leg to trip up the other. Knighthawk quickly grabbed the merc who stabbed him, dragging him by his collar, he raised him to the wall, stabbing him in the shoulder. Knighthawk was struck behind by the other merc, though not phasing the Vigilante, as he simply tripped him backwards, once on the ground, The Vigilante grabbed him, and swung the merc into the wall, smashing him through the plaster and boards.

The Merc with the Machine Gun stood, aiming at the door, all three of the men grew nervous as the yelling and fighting outside grew horridly quiet. The Man nodded to the Machine Gunner, and as he continued to aim at the door, Knighthawk smashed through the wall behind him. Wrapping his left around around the man's neck, he quickly fired an electrical Knightdart at the other merc across the room. The Man was hit by an electrical burst, dropping him, the Man gripped his Flamethrower as Knighthawk tightened his left arm around the man's neck, but used his right hand to grab the LMG, and aim it at him. There was a moment of pause, as the man shook his head, "drop it...", he aimed his Flamethrower at Cellina. "I'll kill her..." he said, as Knighthawk continued to remain quiet.

"BELIEVE ME I'LL DO IT!" he said, Knighthawk remained quiet, staring into the man's soul.

There was a moment of pause, before the Vigilante spoke.

"........I believe you...."

The Vigilante fired a single round, piercing the gas tank on the back, causing fire to leak out. As the man aimed and readied his Flamethrower at Cellina, Knighthawk lunged at her, his cape wrapping around her as he grabbed on tight to her and the chair. The man fired the flamethrower, though witht he leak, it instead erupted, engulfing him, and the entire room in fire in an incendiary explosion.

As the smoke cleared, Knighthawk threw off his cape, on one knee, the cape sizzled from it's flame retardant properties. He gazed down to Cellina, resting up against his left leg, she looked stressed, but alive and well all the same. "Don't worry, I'm a friend of your Boyfriend" he said, in a concerned tone. She smiled, "I figured....the Suit".

by **Confederation of imperial states** » Mon Sep 12, 2016 12:03 pm

Dactopolis, Downtown Scyther Corp Skyscraper

"GET AWAY FROM THE BUILDING'S PERIMETER, NOW!" A Police officer yelled through his megaphone, as other officers and fire fighters tried to divert traffic and civilians away from the tower.

Above them, gigantic and mysterious energy fluctuations were coming from the tower, some hitting the ground, while others were striking the tops of buildings. One gigantic energy fluctuation hit a nearby building, causing the Power so spike, then go out, causing those inside to panic in fear. As more came from the tower, inside the Dactopolis City Hall, co workers watched, along with Jonas as the situation grew worse. Jonas was half searching on his Laptop, while continuing to view the spectacle coming from across the city's park. Suddenly, a large energy spike from the tower hit the City Hall, causing Power to zap once, before going out.

As the people inside Panic, Jonas yelled "Everyone Calm Down!", continuing to do more research on the situation. Jonas' gaze was only brought from the computer, when the all too familiar sound barrier breaking was heard. Then, a Red and Blue flash passed by the window, as it went straight for the Scyther corp building, smashing through one window only. "go get em' Guard" he muttered, as he continued to try to figure out what might be going on.

Inside Bioscience testing chamber

Guardian smashed through the window, to find an empty floor, as he gazed throughout the skyscraper with his Super Vision, he found him.

Malanor.....

Guardian flew down, crashing through several floors, before landing on the Hard, Metal floor of the Bio science room. Guardian stood up, blood and sweat from the previous fight still on his fate. Malanor turned, saddened to see Guardian,

"So....weren't brave enough to take the Knight's head?",

"It's over Malanor, no more games..." Guardian said, ready to pounce at any moment.

"That's too bad...." Malanor quickly hit his earpiece, "Viktor, burn the witch, it's time to break the God". After a moment, Malanor received a response he didn't expect,

["I'd rather do the breaking myself"] Guardian smirked, knowing that Knighthawk kept his promise,

"Well, that's is unexpected to say the least",

"Expect the unexpected, surprising, considerinf your company's motto is 'Prepared for the dire future",

Malanor gazed down before stating "Should I mention I'm not used to loss",

"You'll learn...." Guardian said, walking forward. After a few steps, rumbling from the gigantic, glass chamber behind Malanor gave him pause.

"Ah....and so you've seen. Just like Jehovah himself, he had a son, born of his Blood",

Guardian furrowed his brow, "What've you done Malanor?",

"Just a plan, incase i needed you taken care of.....Behold, the Godkiller, Born of your Blood, Your Corrupted Biology!" he said, extending a hand back, as a large, gray blob moved in the tank. The figure then stretched outwards, the glass breaking, and water pouring out onto the floor. Malanor turned around, as Guardian watched, as a Gray, Monstrous creature got up from the floor. "behold! 'Tecton!', Born of Guardian, to be his murderer!". As Tecton got up, his Gray, motionless eyes, and his mouthless face gazed at Guardian. The Creature twitched, then banged on his chest aggressively, before punching down at the Billionaire.

Malanor braced himself with his arms....Only to be saved, as Guardian flew forward, blocking Tecton's fist with both his hands. Guardian mustered his strength, pushing back the Monster's grip. to his surprise, it was as strong as him. As he jetted back at at Tecton, the creature grabbed him. then throwing Guardian straight out of the building, sending him through several walls and floors, before being sent flying into the air outside. Guardian regained himself midair, though unprepared as Tecton crashed through the building at him, using both his fists, he slammed down on Guardian midair, sending him crashing into the Memorial part of the city's park.

Guardian smashed through the large stone memorial, grunting as he hit the paved ground, Tecton landed behind him, stomping down on Guardian's back. As he stomped down, Tecton grabbed Guardian by the legs, spinning to his right, Tecton leet go, throwing Guardian and sending him spinning through the air. Guardian came into contact with the side of a large Apartment building, smashing through the wall, he landed in the Attic area.

Tecton tried to roar, though his closed mouth kept his terrifying roar muffled, his head turned as a large group of the police officers nearby started to pursue him. They entered the park, some taking cover behind trees, others behind some grass ridges, as they fired their Police Level fire arms at the metahuman monster. Tecton took a few bullets, though to no effect, as he simply jumped up, landing near them, sending any near his impact flying back. Tecton backhanded 4 Officers with his left arm, sending them flying, he then jumped up high into the air, trying to get used to his incredible agility. The Monster came into contact with the top of an Apartment building, jumping up, he landed and grabbed onto the side of the scyther Corp building. The Monster climbed up the side, then seemingly running up on all fours, as he jumped off of the side, he propelled himself up, landing and hitting the top of the letters spelling 'SCYTHER', crushing the C and Y.

As some news choppers hovered just off, he grabbed and scratched at closed mouth, then roaring a muffled, but still loud and terrifying howl out towards the city.

Dactopolis Southern Airport

Anna Lawson, the mysterious woman, walked towards her Plane Exit Tunnel as she carried her bags. In her Leather Coat, and pants attire, she calmly, and discretely started to head towards her Terminal. However, a crowd of people, all watching a news report on a TV caught her eye.

METAHUMAN MONSTER ATTACKS DACTOPOLIS DOWNTOWN

"As the recent energy spikes coming from the Scyther Corp tower started to terrify the citizens of the Dactopolis Downtown, they were greeted by an even more frightening sight. As The City's Hero, 'Guardian', arrived and headed into the tower, he was thrown out and pursued by a Monster of Metahuman Origins. National Guard and Military have been dispatched, telling many to stay away and evacuate the downtown for their saftey. Many wonder, if Guardian will be powerful enough to take this terrifying monster down"
Twitter Feed: @Pandalover99: SHIIIIIT, Guardian just got his ass handed to him by that thing, @Chelsea_Williams: Come on Guardian, get back Up!, @MarcustheMan: is it too late to move out of Dactopolis?

Anna knew she needed to help, but as one of the choppers panned over to Guardian, flying out of the building he was thrown into. She continued on her way, paying her ticket and entering the airplane Tunnel.

by **Confederation of imperial states** » Mon Sep 12, 2016 12:31 pm

Tecton Roared, his muffled, terrifying cry screaming as stood atop near the Scyther corp letters. All around, terrified and fleeing Citizens on the ground fled, traffic jammed, and almost no hope for the city.

["Command this is Air Tyger, we're approaching the Target now, Permission to engage / Permission granted"].

A Squadron of 6 Apache Attack Gunships flew high in the air, the monster looked forward as all 6 had their lights trained on him. The lunged forward, roaring and challenging the Metal Beasts, as they responded by firing a host of rockets at the creature. Tecton took one missile to the chest, pushing him back against the damaged C and Y, 2 more blasting him, followed by another 6 missiles. After the Missiles, they fired their chain guns at the creature, hoping to keep it down and, if possible, kill it. However they weren't as lucky, as the smoke of the Missiles cleared, Tecton got off it's knees, using one hand to block a stream of bullets from one Chain Gun. Tecton's skin visually bubbled, fizzled, and morphed, as it did his Eyes, formerly green, started to light up.

["sir, target is started to deform, it's eyes are currently a Solid Re-"] before the Pilot could report what was happening, Tecton fire an incredibly powerful Heat Vision blast at the Gunship, incinerating it, and destroying it completely. Tecton then turned it's head left, as it then started to hit the Apache Gunships one by one, as they attempted to scatter, move or retreat. As the Gunships were destroyed, in Red, Fiery explosions. Tecton Roared once again as it screamed into the air.

United States War Room, Washington DC

A Military General rubbed his chin as Tecton easily took down the apache Helicopters, after taking a full barrage of Missiles.

["general, give me a report"] the President asked, on the phone from the white house, through the speaker phone of the Red phone.

"Sir.......the target successfully took out the apaches, then proceeded to mutate and gain Heat Vision" The General said, placing his hands on the table as he started down at it, listening for the President to respond. "Is there any idea of how to kill this thing?", many of the other staff and officers were silent, however as the News continued to show the report from Dactopolis, The General's Assistant spoke up.

"Sir, Target Guardian is up" she said, causing the General to peer at the TV.

Tecton Roared into the air, only to be cut off, as Guardian came flying up from below him, smashing through the metal platform he was on. Guardian pushed into Tecton's back, flying into the air as the Monster blasted Heat Vision around, and swung back at Guardian. Guardian struggled, the Monster had it's powers, and hit just as damn hard as he did. As Guardian flew into the air, he continued to take the Monster high into the air.

'Come on Dammit, Not Another Black Zero' Guardian thought, as he continued to take the creature higher, eventually reaching the edge of the Atmosphere.

"The Creature is out of fallout range of the city" one Officer noticed, "we could nuke it and not take any Radiation damage to the city" he continued.

The Female assistant looked concerningly to the General, who listened as the President asked "would there be any Casualties?".

The General Responded, "Just one sir......Guardian". The President audibly sighed, "God help us all", The General looked down, as his assistant made the 'father, Son, Holy Spirit gesture'.

2 US Military officials ran to their terminal stations, placing their keys in the keyslots, the center keypad unlocked. The Large, blastproof box opened up, as one of the officers placed in the Nuclear Launch Code. And Launched the Nuke.

Guardian continued to battle out with the Monster, Tecton, going higher into the above atmosphere, bordering on Outer Space territory. As Guardian punched Tecton forward, he heard as sound from his Supervision and looked back, A Nuclear Warhead, heading straight for them. Guardian knew he wouldn't be able to take it to the sun, and Tecton was too dangerous to allow to possibly fall back to earth. Jetting forward, he grabbed Tecton around the back of the neckl and turned him towards the Nuke. Guardian closed his eyes, and gripped tight as Tecton struggled.

'Cellina....I love you' He thought, as The Nuclear warhead shot at tecton, making contact with the beast in it's chest.

Ragon Island, Outer Island Territory of Dactopolis

Knighthawk's VTOL flew along the towards the Island, however he slowed his approach as a Gigantic, Fiery ball from the sky hit the grassy slope of it. Knighthawk watched as the Ball hit the Island, turning it's green grass into fire and char, and blasting any rocks on Ragon back. The Vigilante looked out his window, and as the VTOL's Windows became illuminated with the Orange glow from the sky above, Knighthawk's eyes widened.

"Oh God...." is all he could say, through his gravely Voice Modulator, as all of the city could see the just out of Atmosphere Nuclear Explosion.

United states War Room

The General and his assistant stayed silent, along with many in the room, The President spoek up ["Status Report"].

The assistant jumped to her feet, checking the Radar of the area, "Object one has come down into orbit sir, landing on Ragon Island, Dactopolis".

"Object Two....." she said, as the blip of Object two slowly faded out, and off the Radar, "....No apparent Re Entry".

["what was Object 2?"], The General swallowed, "Object 2 was Guardian...Sir".

["Then Object 1 was....."],

His worst fears were realized, as they heard the same roar, now louder, and clearer, coming through the monitors transmitted from Dactopolis.

by **Confederation of imperial states** » Tue Sep 13, 2016 12:21 pm

Ragon Island, off the shores of Dactopolis
12:34pm

Out of the ball of fire, that had impacted the small island, turning it's grass to fire, and it's dirt to Char. Teton arose from it, as the Monster crawled out of the crater made in the earth, he stood tall in the night sky. The Monster clawed at it's mouth, however unlike before, it's newly bubbling and deteriorated flesh covering it's mouth tore off. The Monster stretched it's newly open lower jaw and mouth, before raising it's head into the air, and shouting. As Knighthawk circled around it, high in the air in the VTOL, he watched as Tecton gave off a large blast of Yellow Energy. Nighthawk quickly reacted, banking right and away from the Island, as the Yellow Dome of energy engulfed just up to Ragon's shores.

[Sir, current Cryotech Satellite readings show no sign of Guardian. it's just you now],

"dammit, Sanza can you give me a visual on it",

[The Blast sir, every hit it's taken it's adapted to it, easily soaking up the damage],

"That means...".

["It's Unkillable..."] The President said grimly through the phone, as the general simply stood leaning against the table. His assistant in shock, looking back, and fourth to the TV.

"yes Sir..."

"Sanza. We've got to lure to away, track an uninhabited area, it'll just go back to the city, and the casualties will rise".

[Of course sir......Sir I'm seeing an area just to the south of Ragon, it's a large construction area SCYTHER corp was using before all of this. It's uninhabited, and there are 7 blocks length from it, and the closest Civilian populous that hasn't evacuated].

Knighthawk then banked up and around, as Tecton continued to Roar, firing his now incredibly powerful Heat Vision, his attention was drawn to the back of him. As Tecton turned around, his face was struck by a large flurry of High Caliber rounds, along with a few Rockets. The VTOL flew low, peppering the beast with bullets, and firing Incapacitation rockets at it. As The VTOL neared Tecton, it banked up, flying south away from Ragon. Knighthawk's play payed off, as Tecton roared at the VTOL. The Beast fired a blast of Heat Vision at it, before jumping up high into the air, and blasting even more of it's energy from it's eyes.

a few minutes ago....

Anna Lawson quickly placed her luggage on the plane, however as she readied to take her seat, shocked passengers, and even more horrified people gasped and shrieked at the TV on the plane. She gazed over,

US MILITARY NUKES CREATURE IN SKY/ GUARDIAN CURRENTLY MIA/ CREATURE NOW SEEN ALIVE ON RAGON

"Just a minute ago, The US Military made a controversial decision, to hit the creature attacking Dactopolis with a Nuclear Warhead in the space above the city. While the creature survived, and is now seen on the distant Island of Ragon, just off the city, no sightings of Guardian-. Hold on, We've received reports of some sort of Aircraft firing at the Creature, and luring it away from the still Civilian Occupied North part of the city. More news as it develops".
Twitter Feed: @KingHax18: DID THEY JUST KILL MY BOY GUARDIAN?!?! #WTF / @Jonas_The_Man: OH SHIT The #KnighthawkOfChicago IS HERE!!!!! / @Martha_Conners: They just killed Guardian, and a Nuke can't stop it. What does this guy in the plane expect to do?!

As one of the flight attendants watched the news, her attention was caught, by the woman in jeans, and her black leather coat exiting the plane. "Miss Lawson" she said, walking to the tunnel's entrance, watching as she exited it, "Miss Lawson, your seat".

[CURRENT BLAST TARGETING YOUR REAR SIR] Sanza shouted as Nighthawk flew the VTOL vertically tilted, just getting through an unfinished gap in a now, abandoned construction project. Teuton's heat vision blasted at the building, blowing a hole clear through it, causing now newly made debris to go flying across the construction yard. The VTOL flew low to the ground, but as teuton smashed through the structure Knighthawk banked into, landing on the crudely furnished concrete ground, he blasted his Heat Vision as the VTOL banked up. The Heat Vision at first hit the corner of a (now deserted) apartment complex, blasting the top roof corner, it then clipped one of the back engines of the VTOL. Knighthawk grunted as the VTOL shook, it's altitude and ability to fly now rapidly decreasing, it went soaring down into the ground.

The VTOL slid across the gravel part, off from the concrete, smashing through 2 empty Semi - Truck backs, it spun, before sliding around, and it's back hitting the wall of a large building. Knighthawk was quick yo regain himself. As the Vigilante reached for an emergency latch, pulling it and causing the front cockpit top to go flying off, landing upside down infant of the VTOL. However he looked up, as a terrifying roar sounded out, and Tecton smashed through the corner of one of the buildings, landing on his feet, and immensely pissed off, infant of the Vigilante. Knigthawk looked up, making eye contact with the now royally pissed of creature, he could only say

"Oh Shit....".

Teton the powered up it's Eyes as it readied it's Heat Vision, The Red Glow bathing everything infront of it, including Knighthawk. The Vigilante held his arms infant of him, currently unable to get out of it's blast radius, he simply prepared for whatever came next. As Tecton fired his Heat Vision, it fired at Knighthawk, however missing as someone dropped infant, blocking it, and causing the Heat to blast out to the sides, hitting the gravel and dirt of the unfinished construction yard. As Tecton finished firing his Heat Vision, he stopped, only to see the Warrior Hero Titannia standing before her, infant of The VTOL. Knighthawk lowered his arms, his eyes widened behind his mask, as he saw her, as young as all those years before when they first met.

Titannia grunted as she jumped into the air, her shield still hissing from blocking the heat vision, she slammed it down into the ground infront of her. The Shield cracked the ground, sending the slight shockwave at teuton, the Creature was thrown back by her seemingly metahuman abilities. as it rolled backwards, digging it's claws into the ground to help it stay put, she drew her sword. But as she prepared to go into combat with the creature, A blast of strange energy, and the sound of a flying being drew her attention to a new fighter in this dilemma. Kalder.

by **Scotatrova** » Wed Sep 14, 2016 9:34 pm

Kalder watched as the battle between the monster and the heroes waged on for some time. He was in a complete state of shock as Guardian had taken the monster into space and watched as what he assumed was a nuclear detonation take place in the atmosphere. The energy released was so great that he could literally feel the shock waves, miles on the ground. He was also caught in awe at the fight put up by the guy wearing a Hawk suit and woman with armor and a shield, resembling something of an ancient Roman warrior. Just before she was about to continue her fight with the creature, Kalder shot a blast of his energy at the creature. Then it's attention was on him now. "Crap" was all he thought as the creature lunged at him. He was able to maneuver out of the way, but not before it grabbed his leg and tossed him into the debris below. He skidded across the ground before slamming into a large chunk of concrete. The creature began to run in full speed toward him, and stood over him about to slam down it's fists, but Kalder managed to get out of the way just in time. As Kalder flew behind the creature, he once again created a ball of bright, purple energy that he fired at the creature. In a flash of light, Kalder blocked his eyes and when he could see again, all he saw was an empty crater. He flew down and observed the crater before hearing something behind him. As he turned, the creature grabbed him by the face and lifted him up. Kalder proceeded to blast the creature with energy, but not before it managed to use it's free hand to form a fist and punch Kalder up into the air. As he came back down, the creature once again punched him in the stomach, sending Kalder flying towards the feet of the woman also fighting the creature. As some blood dripped down his face, he got up and turned back to the man and the woman. "Hey, I'm Kalder."

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