Apocalypse - Page 7

August 29, 2008, 1:04 PM

Alex wagged a finger at the woman. "There are several reasons. I did not expect the Avengers to lead by a woman, and pardon me for saying so. You are quite strong as well. Why wouldn't I be interested?" He shrugged. "Look, I do believe you are misunderstanding my intentions. You speak to me like I am some kind of warmonger, a cold-blooded killer. But where is the proof? Do you see anyone's blood on my hands?" He held up his hands to her as he said this, and waved them around. "I'll also remind you that YOU attack US. We weren't bothering anyone, so who is the warmonger, Miss...? Oh my, you never gave me your name."

At her comment about their similarity, Alex sighed. "Well, of course, there are some minor differences, but at the very core, we are both...different from the rest of the world, am I right? Suffering persecution for the qualities that make us unique. Oh sure, you are enjoying yourselves now while the governments still find favor with your presence. But what happens, pray tell, when they tire of you?" Alex cocked his head at the woman, a bemused look on his face. "How long do you really think the regulars will abide someone of your abilities, hmm?"

August 29, 2008, 1:13 PM

"Now that is just sexist, honestly," Faith rolled her eyes. I thought he'd only be interested because he looks like a bloody pervert. "Let's put it this way, shall we? You attacked one of our own, why else would I think that you look like an animal?" She growled under her breath when he raised his hands up. Stephen is dead and it's his fault! "We only do what we're required to do. Our priority is saving the world from Supernatural nasties. They've ruined the world! They caused the nuclear explosion in New York City one year ago! How do you think people are going to react to that? They'd be angry and want revenge. It's not right!" She was really starting to get annoyed. "You can call me Crimson for now, real names come later."

She didn't want to admit this, but Alex was actually talking some ... sense into her. He was right; they were suffering because they were different to everyone else. "I don't enjoy my job, but I do it because it's the right thing to do," Faith said calmly. Now he was really beginning to mess with her head, even though she was a telepath. "They won't tire with me. I'm not fully Supernatural myself, I'm human at the same time. I have a heartbeat, a head to think with and the emotions that we feel. So perhaps in a way, I am regular. I'm regular to most the people in this world! Not many people know what I am." But the thought was starting to swallow her up whole. "Just shut up! What do you know, anyway? You probably don't have human emotions!"

August 29, 2008, 3:30 PM

The smile faded from Alex's face. "No emotions, you say? No emotions!" He took off his eye patch, exposing a large scar that ran down his face. The eye that was covered by the patch was pure white. He stepped into the face of...Crimson, was it? "Look at this! Because of my last name, my country's government hunted down my family! I was 14 years old. I have to stand by and watch as the killed my father, mother, younger sister!" His accent became thicker as the words came out faster. "I am fortunate that I only carry this scar with me to remind me of that time. The only reason I was kept alive was to be used as a experiment. For years, they strapped me down and injected me with all kinds of things, exposed me to all kinds of radiation, treated me like some kind of monster, just because of who I am...the power I wield..."

He turned away and spat into the ground. "How dare you accuse me of such a thing?" He turned back to her and pointed his finger in her direction. "You...you know nothing of suffering." He put the eyepatch back on his face. "Just you wait, until the powers that be decide you are just a...freak. They tolerate you now, because you are useful. Remember, regulars could never understand." He sighed. "I do what I do to right wrongs, to fight injustice, much like yourself. I, Crimson, I am no animal. No more than everyone else is, at least."

August 30, 2008, 1:54 AM

Stephen was in the Gym practicing with his powers when he looked at one of the regulars who worked in the Avengers HQ "Shooter, Crimson has not returned yet" Stephen looked at Kai "go, your ready" Kai informed him "I will be in the weapons section when you get back" Stephen smiled "thanks, for everything" Stephen then turned around and teleported to the weapons locker, his rifle was in there along with his Beretta. he was given them by the locker worker and also handed a pair of fingerless leather gloves.

Stephen put on the gloves and then teleported to the surface, he began running back to the battle field and every few yards he would teleport around 50 meters, when he arrived and could see Alex and Faith he took his Beretta out of It's holster and pointed it at Alex he walked towards Crimson "Crimson, we gotta go, now" he kept his glare on Alex who was undoubtedly ordered the Sniper to take the shot on him "Come on Crimson, he isn't worth it, not right now"

August 30, 2008, 8:27 PM

" 'Kay then..." Rene said to himself as he loaded his handgun and put it into his holster tucked into the back of his jeans and hidden by his shirt and jacket. He put on his black, leather, fingerless gloves and balled his hands into fists. "I'll snoop around for a bit, hopefully I'll find something useful." Rene stretched his arms and cracked his knuckles before turning invisible once more and leaving the cupboard he had hidden himself in. Rene cursed as a man left his room the exact moment Rene left the cupboard. The man had obviously spotted something as he had his handgun out and was in a ready stance. Damn it... Rene thought to himself as he stayed extremely still. This guy doesn't look like a regular recruit, he looks pretty strong. As the man looked in Rene's general direction his eyes suddenly widened and Rene took that chance.

Seeing as the man seemed to be transfixed to whatever he was transfixed to, Rene had to assume the man wasn't transfixed because he had discovered Rene of course. Rene charged forward as fast as he could whilst still invisible and attempted to grab the mans arm, hoping to be able to take him down and pin him. He wouldn't knock the man out of course, Rene still needed information.

August 31, 2008, 1:03 PM

Stephen stood, Still with his Beretta pointed at Alex, "Crimson, come on" Bang there was a familiar sound of a sniper rifle firing and as the bullet got to around one foot away from Stephen it changed direction and hit the floor, Stephen then pivoted on his right foot and shot the Window where the enemy Sniper was four times with his Beretta "thats for shooting me, asshole" he then pointed his gun Back at Alex "Crimson, lace your hand on my shoulder and i will get us out of here"

August 31, 2008, 2:17 PM

"!!!"

Michael didn’t have much time to be surprised in. His mind was still reeling with Stephen’s sudden resurrection when his body was sent reeling by a sudden hit that slammed the air out of his lungs. Before he could react, his arm was swept upwards and he pulled the trigger out of reflex. The bullet ricocheted off the ceiling, the blast echoed in the empty corridor. In an attempt to defend himself, Michael swept his other arm wide at the seemingly empty space in front of him, which he could see was fragmented, as if looking at a broken mirror.

Michael then reverted to the brawling he’d learned in the weeks (or was it months? He couldn’t remember) that he’d spent fighting in pubs and diners. And brawling was dirty, fighting with arms, legs, fists, feet, knees, teeth… All forgotten but his simmering anger at the injustice done him when they took his wife, the shock of losing all that had been dear to him, and the primal instinct of survival, Michael tried to grapple an invisible adversary.

And preferably put a knee in his… or its groin.

August 31, 2008, 4:12 PM

Filden got suspicious, Faith was not answering...something was up. He did not want to meddle in this coversation, it was his place to. Though he never hesitated to interupt coversations before, Filden didn't have the first clue of what they were discussing, so he had naught to say.

Eventually began a talk of the 'normal' people chucking the 'freaks' aside once they are done with them...Filden squinted his eyes...

No way...this bloke lacks faith...Filden thought to himself, Not everyone is like that, there is bound to be people who would stick up for us...

Filden tightened his grip on his guns...but he then put them both away in his inside pockets...

"Your wrong!" Filden shouted to Alex, "There may be those who hate us, but there are those also who still consider us to be the same as them! Stop judging all of them merely because a small quantity made you suffer!" Filden then turned to Faith, "Crimson! Don't listen to him! Not all of them are the same!"

August 31, 2008, 4:30 PM

Rene smiled as the man fell backwards causing his to pull the trigger of his gun. That's gonna attract attention, Rene thought to himself, before he could think of anything else Rene felt an arm aimlessly smack him in the head. It stung a bit but didn't knock him over. Rene stepped back and smirked as the man put himself into a brawling stance. "Heh ya look like ya know how to fight." Rene said to the man whilst still invisible. The man attempted to force Rene into a grapple but Rene easily deflected it and struck hard towards the mans abdomen in an attempt to catch him off guard.

As Rene's hand went forward to strike he also used his other hand to conjure a fireball and send it towards the mans gun to melt it making it unusable. My life will be at too much risk if I allow him to keep that gun...