The Nightmare Begins…
Riding in the back, as riving through a tunnel late at night, she watched the lights overhead zoom up her windshield and straight back across her open sunroof. Combined with the droning sound of her engine hollowly echoing off the tunnel walls and through the sunroof, it was hypnotizing. She continued to drive, and let her thoughts wander on from the fading day's activities, to what would happen tomorrow, and on to her family that seemed to be ever-growing apart...
The company, in their never ending quest for power, decided that it may be easier to make company agents, then to recruit them. Since the previous formula they created merely bestowed random abilities on their agents (and they had no use for agents with the ability to turn objects different colors, or to burn CDs with their minds), they decided to work on something new. After months of work, they came up with a new technology that was only referred to as "Hybrid." It could take the abilities of a person, so long as they were dead, and bestow those powers onto other living people. It could be duplicated to as many people as desired.
Now that they have the Hybrid perfected, it’s time to start collecting…
Somewhere outside of New York City... the sun was setting over a desolate train yard. Giant blue, black, gray, green, and red boxcars littered the area, but not a railroad worker could be found. But there were people there, two sides engaged in an epic battle. One side that was hunting, to fuel a source of unbridled power, and the other side, grouped together to save their own lives and stop the onslaught of the company.
ZZZZZZZzzzzzzzztt. Suddenly a burst of electricity shot towards Mohinder, it hit him in the side and blasted him against the boxcar. “Not yet” said Elle as she prepared her fatal blow. Her hands grew bright as she buzzed with electricity. In one huge blast she sent a wave of energy into the boxcar. “Are you OK?” Asked Nathan as he flew higher into the air while bear-hugging Mohinder. “I think that little vixen melted the soles of my shoes.” Someone needs to put her down. “Thank you for saving me” said Mohinder. “If you hadn’t swooped in and pulled me out of there, I would’ve been looking like your shoes.”
Ted dropped to the ground, defeated. Candice glared down at him with a glorious smile on her face, as Ted choked out his last words “Not so tough now are you?” Then he vanished. Confused, Candice looked around to see a luminescent Peter standing over the Haitian who he had just knocked over the head with a baseball bat. “Not so funny when someone does it to you is it?” said the glowing Peter, as Ted appeared next to him…
Peter stood in the center of the chaos, attacks whirling around him. He began to feel slightly dizzy, there was so much going on. Everyone was fighting and he couldn’t focus on anything in particular. Suddenly, his hands started to glow fiercely. Peter had absorbed too many abilities, and now he would experience the consequences. He glanced down at his hands, realizing what was about to happen. In the midst of all the confusion, Peter yelled out for everyone to run for their lives. He was going to explode. All of the warring people glanced up at the shimmering person standing solitarily in the middle of the train yard. They quickly comprehended the situation and the danger they were in. They ran for it, many hitching a ride on a passing train that had just whizzed by. Peter could feel himself pulsing with energy, on the verge of erupting in a mushroom cloud of power. He collapsed onto his knees, staring into the sky.
As Peter was looking up, high in the sky Mohinder was looking down at him. “We have to help him!” yelled the anxious Mohinder, holding onto Nathan to stay alive. “It’s too late to go back, we may as well just save ourselves!” Nathan replied. He shot off into the night sky, while far below, a massive explosion shook the earth. Two of the people that had been fighting hadn’t quite made it out of the train yard by the time of the eruption. While they were running in opposite directions, the blast caught them from behind, knocking them down, unconscious. The body of Peter lay smoldering right where he had been standing moments ago. The body trembled for a bit, and then struggled to get up. Peter’s face slowly healed itself, the burned skin revitalized. He stood up and glanced around for a moment, only to rocket into the sky, flying back home.
The next day, the company members met at the headquarters in New York. Arthur Petrelli, the company founder, spoke to the group. “Last night was pathetic. We need to take down those so called ‘heroes’ so we can continue with project Hybrid. Without test subjects, we can’t perfect the method to give us all abilities. Unless one of you wants to volunteer…” Mr. Petrelli looked down upon the small group of members, all of whom glanced around nervously. “We need more recruits to complete this task. Clearly our force yesterday wasn’t enough to capture them, so we need more members. But where to get them…any ideas?” Someone piped up that they thought they had head of some people with powers living in the area. “Good…find them. We need more recruits!” The members started to disperse, when Arthur suddenly shouted “Wait! Something’s not right…weren’t there more of us? We were all supposed to meet back here after the battle. Where’s…”
Not much earlier, the heroes had regrouped as well, but somewhere very different. Peter mentioned the fact that they need more people in the group. “We can’t fight this fight alone; we need to recruit others with powers like ours to help us.” The other heroes nodded in agreement. “If we don’t, the company will keep trying to kill us until we’re all dead. It’s a matter of life and death here, and I’d much prefer the former on this one. Well, for us at least.” Peter stood up, “Let’s get recruiting...wait a minute. Someone’s not here.” They looked around, wondering where the missing hero could be at the moment.
They strained to get up, gasping for breath. Collapsing back to the ground, they opened their eyes, squinting in the bright morning sun. They heaved themselves up and dusted themselves off. Their head was pounding, still a little groggy from the night before. “Where am I?” they thought, “What am I doing here? Is this a train yard?” They looked around, taking in the environment around them. “Come to think of it, who am I?” The person wandered around, panicking a little at the unknown. Across the train yard, another person was experiencing similar thoughts and feelings. Those two people headed off from the train yard, in search of the world, and their identities. Not much later, they would discover that they had incredible abilities, and their quest for knowledge would involve them in the battle between the heroes and villains. However, they were each already sided with one those groups, they just didn’t know it. Yet…
***Thank you to Frost! You wrote the second half of this Intro post and I couldn't have done it without you!***
The Company
1) Marth
2) Crazy Painter
3) Joe’s Student
4) limeliam
5) FIF
The Unsided
1) Y-san
2) Frost
3) Kathleen
4) dms_172
5) Mekal
The Heroes
1) Itachi
2) Sinistral
3) reaymond
4) star_tiger
5) SomeGuy
OK, everyone is in! Time to Begin!
Cycle One Starts NOW! (2 hrs early) It will end at 8:00 tomorrow.
***A few things have changed. The days will be 22hrs long. Ending at 8:00pmEST and starting at 10:00pmEST.
