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Drisk had been asleep most of this time, lying on the ground disturbingly close to the action. When the explosions had started flying, Drisk yawned and woke up, sitting up slowly. Scratching his head with the barrel of his gun (probably not a very good idea) he said, "wait, this thing was happening today? Maybe I should start paying more attention". That's when he drew Harbinger from it's sheathe and dug it into the ground in front of him, to block any incoming... anything that could kill him, really. While behind the safety of his gigantic sword, Drisk opened up Lucifer and checked the revolver's condition. Okay, everything was in perfect shape, and now Drisk was ready.

(GM, anything important coming over the radio?)

The sounds of combat perforated the van's interior. Kaelin was quite glad that he was here, and not there. Actual combat had taught him that even if he though he was hardcore, he probably wasn't. He checked the hacking systems again. He grinned for at long last the system had broken. He quickly worked to establish a way to lock out the defenders. He refrained from acting out immediately though. He didn't want to warn them that he had acquired control in their system.

He started talking into the mic, "Kris do you hear me, over?"

(my next post is the event.)(

Alex shrugged at Rapheal and then kicked it, tearing through the wreckage of the humvees, "Alright Ranger, who are you working for, and we arent really keeping score here," he settled his gun on the right hand side of the bike and let off a round of the shotgun side whenever someone decided to get in the way. Once past the wreckage he kept the bike close to the wall and sped towards the base of a tower, "Get off here, get in the tower and lay down some cover fire."

He slowed down at the base of the tower just long enough for Raph to slip off the back then sped on. He saw his target, a tower down the line, and inbetween it and him was a container with a sloped side, the perfect ramp. Her sped up, hit it and flew into the air. He leapt from the bike, sending it ahead of him where it slammed into the men and sent them flying off the tower, He hit hard on his shoulder and rolled to his feet wincing. With a smile he turned and saw that they had just set up a turret, oh this was going to be fun.

"Well when ya put it that way...Jeeze...Oh wait! you're talkin' ta someone through a com-link...Heh My bad" They took off and closed in on the main tower. Alex gave him the order to get off at the base of the tower and started to slow down. When they were at a safe enough speed Raphael hopped off of the back of the bike and did a slight jog to keep from falling forward. "Well, that was an interesting experience. Never got off of a movin' motorcycle before. Ok time to provide cover fire for Alex."

He loaded Sam's gun ((The full automatic shotgun)) and targeted some soldiers that were targeting him on sight "No you dont fellas..." he fired the gun at full auto and unloaded the clip, taking the soldiers out. But not before a soldier hit him with a bullet to his shoulder...The same one that got hit in their previous endeavor. "Gah!...What is it with these guys and shootin' at that spot." He reloaded the shotgun with a new clip and set the weapon to semi-auto before charging into the tower.

As he reached the entrance to the main lobby a few soldiers were waiting at the security counter "Uh oh..." He dove behind a nearby pillar as they fired their AK-47s at the pillar that he was hiding behind *Just great...pinned down. time to put my stealth to the test.* He extended his claws to the best of his ability, he wasn't in a feral state so it was more difficult for him to do. *Ok, here we go.* he climbed up the pillar and clung to a spot in the shadows just above the hanging lights. He pulled out a Flash bomb and a sleeper bomb and flung them at the guards in that order with a three second delay between them.

The first bomb blinded the guards from the blast and they were unable to notice the gas that was surrounding them until it was too late. They collapsed onto the ground and Raphael slid down the pillar, using only his hands, and not his claws. Lucky for him the people that constructed the place was good about making the support pillars nice and smooth. When he reached the bottom, all he got was a bit of road-burn. He waited at the Security counter and after killing the two unconscious guards to keep them from blindsiding him after regaining consciousness, took out any Guards that entered the lobby.

*I hate to admit it, but this is kinda fun. it's like the video games that I used to play as a kid...I guess I'll have ta go back and visit them when we're done with this ASRTD bullsh**.*

(I have to warn you, I haven't thought that far)

Tyson grunted, who was he working for? "Bah! be damned if I knew! The bunch wanted to keep who they are secret! But it makes sense. If I'm spying for them, what makes you think they'll tell me who they if I got caught? Anyway, this looks incriminating as it is. What do ya' need me to do?, over."

(BUMP! did we stop doing this one?)

(my thoughts exactly)

Alex took hold of the handles and looked down the sights. Soon enough he had men in his sights and he depressed the trigger, letting the turret rip. Fifty calibur bullets flew, ripping arms off, tearing through body armor and exploding peoples chests. Blood and body parts flew. But little did they know, all around the earth, ships were menuvering into place, as they charged up weapons. They were a foundling empire, haveing taken several uninhabited planets, but now they needed more materials, and this planet was rich with them. The weapons were new, designed to augment the explosive power of the atom bomb. They cared little for the surface, in fact it had too much water for their tastes, there intent was to break apart the planet so that the molten core could cool and they could harvest all the materials.

Alex swung the turret to take out a new threat completly unaware that the weapon was about to fire. Suddenly a peircing green beam stabbed down from space, only pencil thing, but it sliced through the roof and into the bomb that sat at the heart of the base. It cut through the casing and hit the plutoneum, setting it off. But it wasn't as if a bomb was going off, instead a green wave washed out from it, spreading in a blink of an eye. It ripped through normal people, leaving their insides a bloody mess. But those, like alex, like the rest of the base, it hit them like a sledgehammer, throwing them to the ground, and ripping apart their dna, taking things that where already there, and insulating them, making them better as it discarded the bad things and replaced those. Then there was an explosion, the bomb went off, but at much smaller porportions than even in its normal state. It still shredded the base, leaving a crater and piles of rubble.

Raphael heard something pierce the building's surface and seemed somewhat puzzled as to what it was "What the f-"

Before he could finish, a large wave of energy slammed into his body and he flew backwards, crashing into the glass windows of the base and landing outside on his back, in the shadows of the destroyed base ((giving a slight hint as to how some of us get abilities not related to our mutation PF)). He was a bloody mess from the glass stabbing into his body, and blood was flowing from the wounds. if something didn't happen soon, he was going to die.

Several minutes passed and nothing had happened to even give Raphael the slightest amount of hope for survival. But suddenly, a static wave, the same color as the wave of energy that hit him, shot from the tip of his head down to his feet. The sparks touched the ground and the air around him and his body felt like it was sinking into the earth...No, it was sinking into the shadows surrounding him. "W-woah! Somebody help m..." His body vanished completely, the only trace of his body even being there was the pool of blood and the shards of class that impaled him.

Raphael slowly opened his eyes, afraid as to what he might find. he quickly checked his body to find that he was completely healed, "How the hell did I heal myself...woah..." Before him was the destroyed base, but at the same time, it wasn't. It seemed as though everything was pitch black, the shaded areas lighter than the ones in the light. "...Where am I?...My body flew from outside of the base, but this can't be the same place...Is this the place that my grandpa told me about in his stories?" He wandered around the area for a bit and found Alex's body lying on the ground about 50 feet from where he appeared in this alternate world. "Alex!"

He ran over to where Alex was on the 'ground' but when he got to him, he looked like a shadow: his body was pitch black and the shading on his body was like the rubble surrounding them. "I have to get outta this place and help him...but how the hell do I do that?"

Raphael thought for a while trying to figure out the situation, finally he remembered a story that his grandfather told him when he was still young. He closed his eyes and tried to remember every detail.

============Flashback============
Raphael is laying in his bed, looking to be around 5/6 years old. An old man was sitting next to his bed, telling him a bedtime story.

"You know Raph, my lad, there use to be a time, in the time of the arcane, where people had the ability to traverse the Shadow world. This place had no limits, you could go anywhere in the shadow world that you couldn't in the real world. But it was a dangerous place to be in, only the bravest and strongest of people were able to go in and out of this world and live to tell the tale."

Raphael looked at the old man with an amazed look on his face "How did they get to the Shadow world, Grandpa Cy."

"Heheh, Well if you want to know that badly, listen closely. The secret is willpower and the trick to getting to that world is to close your eyes and remove all thoughts from your head. Let nothing distract you and focus soley on the shadows surrounding you, then they will do your bidding, and you will have full control over them. Now to get there you must let it consume you, you will wake the moment you're there. Now getting back is the tough part, especially the first time. You have to clear your mind of the shadows and let the light guide you back to reality, that is said to be the only way out of the shadow world."
===========End flashback===========

Raphael opened his eyes again, and scanned the area around them "So this is the shadow world in grandpa Cyrus' tales huh? and here I thought they were only fairy-tales...You really were able to come here, weren't you grandpa?"

He closed his eyes once more and cleared his mind "Time to get out of this place and help Alex." In his mind he could see the light surrounding him, leading him out of the shadows and back to reality. He reemerged from the shadows just next to Alex and crouched down next to him, feeling slightly fatigued for a brief period. "You ok Alex?...Come on, we gotta get outta here."

He took hold of Alex's arm and wrapped it around his shoulders, helping Alex to his feet and supporting him as they slowly walked away from the building. "What the hell was that Alex? I couldn't see what happened."

((Got some help from Luca with the flashback bed-time story, I was having trouble with how to go about explaining the shadow world))

With his weapon finally ready, Drisk stood up and said "okay, let's get this thing goi-" the sentence was stopped, never to be completed as a green wave slammed into him with enough force to knock him backwards seven feet. Standing up slowly, the world became blurry. Drisk rambled absentmidedly like a drunk might do, his thoughts a confused mess. The confusion was soon replaced with anger, and in that anger Drisk yelled and slammed his fist into some debris from a vehicle. It instantly turned into a thick green puddle, and as Drisk bent down and touched it, the green puddle exploded outwards and reformed itself as a distorted piece of metal. Drisk's blurry vision became worse and worse, until eventually the world went dim and he fell onto his back. The whole world was pain, nothing would ever be alright again, why had he gone with these people, why why WHY? The reason didn't matter, the point was that he had gone with them, and know he was about to die. For as he saw it, that was the only explanation. This must be what death felt like Drisk thought. I had hoped for a feeling of contentment and then a gentle fading out... but I guess I can't be picky. With that thought he passed out, a small smirk on his face.

When Drisk awoke, he was not in the same place as earlier. Wherever he was, it was very... green. That wasn't to say it was grass-filled or had alot of plants, it was just... green. The floor beneath him was green, the ceiling above him, the walls around him. But an orange line began to spread through the green, like a crack. Drisk had been looking around at the walls when he heard a noise from a few feet in front of him, a noise that sounded suspiciously like footsteps. Quickly switching his gaze to right in front of him, Drisk was surprised to see a figure standing there, one who resembled Drisk perfectly, but for the bright orange hair. Making sure that the figure wasn't just his reflection and his hair hadn't turned orange while he was passed out, Drisk pulled at s strand of his own hair. Tugging the hair straight out, the surprises just kept on coming as Drisk saw it was... green.

Who are you? Drisk said to the figure, and was shocked to find that when he tried to form words, only thoughts came out.

You'll know who I am soon enough the figure replied, and although his mouth moved the words came out as thoughts that Drisk could hear somehow. But this figure's words were louder, more forceful. Without warning the figure drifted forward at high speeds, without even moving his legs, and punched Drisk right in the face. The affect was immediate, and Drisk was out cold yet again. This time when he woke up he was laying on the grass again, his hair back to normal. Looking around, he was glad to find that his vision was back to normal, and surprised to see misshapen piles of metal all around him, with imprints that resembled hands and fingers way too much to just be coincidence. "Ooh.. my head" he said softly.

Sam stood up from the blast... in shock. everything was gone! trees, people, the base.... everything! he almost started laughing. throwing off his helmet he looked around at the survivors. suddenly he became dizzy and everything turned black. sam fell to the ground, entranced.

(start vision in sams head)
Sam was standing in the middle of a dark room with a door in front of him. all he could hear was the screaming of innocent people. the door opened, and a beam of white light enveloped him. a black figure stood in the doorway. it raised its sword and swung at his head.
(end vision)
Sam jumped up from where he was. "Holy sh**!" he looked for a sign of life again. "raphael! what the f*** was that?"

Tyson noticed the wave of high pressure coming "Good Sh*t! and pressed a button at the side of the car. From beneath the vehicle four claw extensions sprang out, two on esch side, and clamped the ground, making the vehicle immobile during the explosion.

The wave had gone, and Tyson brought the car back to mobile status. "What in tarnations was that?" he looked around to see Drisk on the floor near him. He got out and walked to him "Holy Moley! You alright?" He asked holding out a hand.

"Well, I was just hit with a large, unidentified green wave, I passed out, had the freakiest hallucination dream thingy ever, and then woke up and saw that I somehow shaped steel like it was play-doh. So in short, no I'm not alright, but I do feel particularily bad-[censored] at the moment." Drisk took the guy's hand and pulled himself up, then made sure his gun and sword were still around. "Few, for a second there I was scared I might have turned my weapons into modern art." Yawning, Drisk scratched his head. Clearly he was already back to his old, slightly insane self. "So, did you feel that wave?"

(ooc, just as a warning, the most... too the surface ability should be the first one they find, the others will develop over time, such as alex and fire, and then he'll get the others later, healing is kinda a hafta but for most it's related to the main.)

Alex groaned, he'd been thrown hard, falling from the tower, what was left of it, into the ground below. He now lay ontop of broken rubble, his clothes shredded, but, not a scratch on his skin. The blast, the energy had jump started his healing ability and kept him alive even though he'd caught it full on. He sat up and shook his head, "Man, I feel like I've been through a night when Kris is in one of her kinky moods... but there wasn't anything pleasant about this."

He shuddered and took Raph's help to get to his feet, "I don't know, sometype of weird green beam hit the base, and then there was that wave and an explosion, "Is it hot out here, or is it just me." he felt like he was burning up.

Tyson nodded "Still got a headache from it." He looked at the vehicle. Still good. "Any idea where your freinds are?"