Heroes: Villains (RP)

[AngelofDestiny]

Heroes: Villains
(Season Four)

No one is safe anymore. Six months have passed since the events of the Struggles. An apocalypse is close approaching. Everyone must make their choice on which side to take. One side still battles on to lead their normal lives, another carries on the fight against the Company, whilst another is determined to destroy the world once and for all. Not so long ago, the Struggles took place. Lives were lost, many sustained injuries and other lives ... have yet to be revealed dead or alive.

Many insist on revealing their powers to the world and, in turn, revealing the murderous and sinister Company that has fought so long to contain them. More revelations, battles and destinies are to come. The Heroes will continue their lives striving to do what their heart tells them to. But in the meantime, there are more Heroes to emerge ... but these are not any ordinary Heroes. These Heroes will rise and eventually become the Villains. It is these Villains that could ultimately change the course of history forever.

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The sound of the ocean. The rush of someone coming back to consciousness. Faith Crest opened her eyes and sighed. She still couldn't remember anything more from her past. She sat up on the sandy beach and stared out at the ocean listening closely to the seagulls flying over. Despite the fact that six months had passed since the eclipse, Faith still didn't understand how she had managed to get to this island in the first place. To be quite honest with herself, she deemed her survival a miracle. She even thought that it was a miracle she hadn't forgotten anything else in the process. But there was one young woman constantly on mind. Cassie Hudson haunted Faith in her dreams, which was why she was so afraid to sleep anymore. For now, the island here was solitude from the rest of the world and a chance to discover herself. Her powers had been severely weakened since almost wiping out New York City and that was something she was determined to avoid again. Which was why being alone was best for her, at least for now.

Johnny Remmer had never felt so warm in several months. Ever since Cassie's unexpected disappearance six months ago, he had been forced to take leadership for Evolution. Of course, he was still wanting to get revenge on the Company for everything that they had done. With no luck to add on to Cassie not being found, he hadn't found his two brothers or his little sister yet. He had once feared them dead, but now ... well, now he didn't know what to think. The Company hasn't made a move since the chaos in New York, he thought to himself, as he lay in his bed in the sewers. Although being in the sewers wasn't exactly the best place for an active rebellion group happening to possess anomalistic abilities, he had to admit that it did feel like home. At least now, they wouldn't have to keep running and hiding from the Company. That was over for now. "Johnny," said Eve, now his second in command. "Sorry if I woke you up, but I just wanted to inform you that everyone's settled down again." Johnny nodded feeling somewhat comforted by this news.

[kago]

“Lasting, Evan. Immortality. Seems like the Company has another good one on their side. Wonder why I haven’t met him before?” A woman said as she put some papers down from the Company. “Hmm…” The woman mumbled as she scanned the crowds of New York as she took a sip of her coffee, while sitting in front of Starbucks. “And can’t forget about the leader of Evolution, Johnny. Quiet, but nice. So much talent, I’m sure that things are going to get interesting.” The woman kept on going as she picked up the papers and her coffee and walked off; showing no evidence on her appearance but a cloak.

[Unknown_Enemy]

OOC: I really love watching this show, and now i can be a part of it!
IC: Marc Holmes, P.I. Or at least Marc Holmes now. After I publicly used my abilities, I was immediately fired. Something about using your powers to my advantage. I was givin all my belongings in a little brown box and now I'm living at home. It's not so bad, though. I have enough money to stay home and relax. But I can't relax. Not with those guys snooping around. Just last week, some guys dressed in black came around his neighborhood, looking for something. Deep down I know that those guys are after me, but I won't run. I never have.
He pressed enter and saved his online journal. Marc never went anywhere without his laptop. It was his lifeline. His life. He got up from his compfy chair that looked over the ocean. The doorbell rang. He knew who it was, he used his postcognition to see the guys in black walk up to the door. He grabbed his gun and concealed it in his trench coat. He opened the door. There they were, a guy and a woman, both with black suits. "Yes, can I help you?" Marc asked the two. "We are here to escort you" the man said. "To where?" Marc inquired. "We cannot say, but you will be safe," The man told him bluntly. "Safe from what, who whould hurt me?" He asked. They knew he was stalling, they knew he would try to change the situation. "Your coming with us," He said. Marc tryed to pull out his gun but as soon as he reached for it, a cone of ice hit his arm. "I don't think so," the girl said ,"Now get your belongings and get out the door." Marc accepted his fate. He got his laptop and head out the door with them.

[Dawning Twilight]

OOC: this post is a flash back. as will be the next couple posts maybe.





How long had it been? How long had it been since that fateful day when he had died? He had been his friend for a while and yet he felt as though he knew so little about him. He had been so young yet he had died. He felt ridiculously guilty for his death and knew not what to do. What could he do? Staring at the ground the memories all slowly flooded back, the memories from the fateful day that he had been lost to the world exactly 1 month ago.

People passed through the streets of New York calmly as they went about their own individual business. Slowly Sung, Matthew and Michael walked out from the shadows.

“That has to have been by far the creepiest experience I’ve ever had,” Michael said.

Matthew frowned and pouted as he turned his back to Michael.

“Hey no offense. I just don’t like traveling through dark places. It’s just kinda creepy I mean I slept with a night light until I was 9,” Michael said.

Matthew turned and smiled a bit clearly holding back his laughter.

“Yeah laugh it up,” Michael said jokingly.

“We should get moving. Staying in one place is a bad idea,” Sung suggested.

“Agreed it smells pretty bad here too,” Michael added.

Slowly the group of three walked through the streets of New York. It had been a while since they had seen the two people on the train Johnny and Cassie. They were good people and perhaps they would meet again one day. Slowly Sung looked around as Matthew looked around at all the large buildings. The sight of them all still amazed him and that made Sung smile. Several hours passed and the sun began to set. The three had decided to stay at a hotel that they had barely managed to get into for the night.

The inside was beautiful. It was probably one of the fanciest places that Sung and Matthew had ever stayed in. Matthew lay on the bed with the TV on as Sung sat calmly in the chair half asleep with his eyes closed. Michael sat on the bed as he watched the TV with Matthew. Slowly Sung felt his consciousness drift away as he fell into a deep sleep. Less than 2 hours later Sung awoke to a knocking at the door. Looking around both Matthew and Michael lay sound asleep on the bed.

Standing up slowly Sung walked to the door and peeked through the eyehole. There was a man dressed in the uniform used by the people who worked at the hotel. Slowly Sung turned to face Matthew and Michael. Had they ordered something and then fallen asleep? Turning back to the door Sung took a deep breath.

“Who is it,” Sung asked.

“I’m sorry to disturb you sir. But we got a call a few minutes ago about a shortage on towels from your room,” the man said.

“Are you sure this is the right room,” Sung asked as he tried to remember if they had had a large or small amount of towels.

“Yes sir this is the correct room,” the man answered.

“Well uh just hold on a second will you,” Sung said.

Slowly turning around Sung walked over to the bed as he shook Michael and woke him up.

“What is it,” Michael asked.

“There’s a towel guy at the door. Did you order towels a few minutes ago,” Sung asked.

“No we fell asleep an hour ago,” Michael replied.

Suddenly there was a large explosion as the door blew up. Turning around Sung stared forward as the towel guy walked into the room.

“Who the hell are you,” Sung asked.

“P-please help me,” the man said.

Screams filled the air as Sung and Michael watched the man develop cuts all over his body. The crunching and cracking of bones could be heard as the man slowly collapsed to the floor and died. Staring up Sung watched as a man walked forward towards them. Immediately his face rang a bell. It was the man. The same man they had fought before arriving on the train 5 months ago! Sung looked around panicking. There had to be a way out of this but where?

Matthew stared at the dead man on the ground clearly frightened. Sung took a step back as he placed his arm on Matthew’s shoulder. Matthew hesitantly shook his head as a metallic substance seeped out and poured onto his body covering him slowly from head to toe.

“What a unique ability. I can’t wait to try it out,” the man said.

“Why are you here,” Sung asked.

“It’s been 5 months correct? The last time I faced you the environment served its purpose in saving you and defeating me. However you have no sharp fences this time and so you cannot win,” the man replied.

“That still doesn’t answer my question,” Sung said irritated.

“His name is Samuel Seigi he’s 25 years of age. As for his powers I’m not exactly sure but the original was life force absorption. Is that about it,” Michael asked.

“So you know who I am. How surprising,” Samuel said.

“I recognized your face from your profile,” Michael replied.

“What profile is that,” Samuel asked drawing Sung’s attention as well.

“That’s classified information,” Michael replied smiling.

Sung stared at Michael. What was going on? Who was he? He had mentioned a document. Was he part of the Company or maybe he was part of something else?

“What do you want to do,” Michael asked.

“Take Matthew out of here. I don’t want him to get involved in this,” Sung said.

“I could take you both out of here now,” Michael replied.

“We have no idea if he can teleport right? If so the best idea would be to stall him,” Sung explained.

“Alright just don’t die on me,” Michael said.

Turning Michael walked over to Matthew as they both vanished. Turning Sung focused on his enemy. How he had survived before was unknown to Sung but that made him think he could use Spontaneous Regeneration. If so then the battle would not go easily.

“How do you want to die,” Samuel asked.

“I won’t be dying here,” Sung replied.

“If that comforts you then fine,” Samuel said.

Sung felt something wet on his forehead as he reached up and touched it. It was blood! He looked down at his arms. Old cuts began to open up as he felt himself collapse to the ground. Was this his power? Could he be opening up his old wounds? What could he do now? Sung stared up at Samuel as he smiled down at him. He seemed to almost be enjoying the pain that Sung was in as blood continued to pour out of his old inflicted wounds.

[Unknown_Enemy]

ooc: ^^Dawning twilight, its sortof wierd. My name is Michael and my bro's name is Matthew, just wanted to say that.
IC: "So, where are we going exactly?" Marc asked the guy, who was now in the back seat of a black caddilac. It was a nice car, with screens in the back of the front seats and a radio in the back. Marc's parents had a car like this, except they didn't have the screens, no grandkids. "I guess its ok to tell you now," He replied to Marc, "We're heading to out base in New York. There we will help you in unlocking your powers." The woman, who was driving, gave a little smirk. Marc didn't like this. He hated situations like this, but he would play it safe and follow these people. "I already know what powers I have, you don't need to tell what they are. I can see what happened in the past, and I can deduce things that most people can't." The guy looked at him and said in the most sinister voice that Marc ever heard "we know, but you have something deeper down that could really come in handy." What that meant, Marc didn't know. But he did know that this was going to be a long drive...until they reached the airport. "Oh, so we're going to get to New York on a private jet?" he asked. "Yea, now come on." And so they got on the private jet with the Primatech Paper Company logo and name on the side. In a few hours, I'll be in New York and this will all be over. Mark thought to himself. Unfortunately for Marc, this was the start of both a new life, and an Adventure that would threaten his life multiple times.

[Dawning Twilight]

OOC:
UE - they are pretty common names when you think about it.





Why wasn’t it working? Why weren’t his wounds healing? Was he able to negate his healing abilities? Samuel slowly approached Sung as Sung suddenly felt dizzy and lightheaded. He felt as though he was going to pass out. His energy and life was draining away. Samuel smiled as he reached down with his right hand as Sung slowly closed his eyes.

Without warning a large bolt of energy flew forward slamming into Samuel and throwing him backwards. Sung slowly stood up as his wounds began to heal up again he was glad that the blast had hit. If it hadn’t then surely Sung would be dead. Sung saw Samuel slowly stand up as he brushed the dust off of his clothes.

“You’re a bit stronger than I gave you credit for,” Samuel said. “But it all ends here.”

Samuel looked up as Sung suddenly felt himself fly backwards and slam into the wall. His body hurt for a second and then faded away. Slowly standing up he felt his body suddenly floating in midair. Slowly Samuel approached him as he smiled and stared up at Sung.

“I guess it’s lucky that you didn’t know my powers,” Samuel said.

“Why the hell are you doing this,” Sung asked. “Why would you try to kill me?”

“I kill because I can,” Samuel replied.

Slowly Samuel lifted his arm but froze. Looking around Samuel turned to see Michael.

“Release him,” Michael said.

“This is far more interesting. You seemed to have gained some use of one of my numerous abilities. But how long can you hold me back,” Samuel asked smirking.

“As long as I need to,” Michael said as he slowly walked forward and touched Sung.

Sung shut his eyes only for a second and then looked around. They were in a completely different area. Matthew slowly walked up to him and Michael. Slowly Michael sat down as he felt his breathing increase. He felt a bit out of breath but nothing too serious.

“Thanks for rescuing us,” Sung said.

“It was no problem. I’m more worried about how he found us,” Michael said.

“But what does he want with us and how did you know his name,” Sung asked.

“…It’s a long story but made short he’s a psychopath that’s all you need to know,” Michael explained.

“It’s strange to see someone like us acting on such different principles,” Sung said as he closed his eyes for a second and took a deep breath.

Suddenly something wet splashed on his cheek as he looked down at it. It was red but what had it come from? Sung slowly turned to see Michael gasping with a large cut across his throat as Samuel slowly approached them.

[Unknown_Enemy]

I know, I have like a MILLION michaels at my school, just wanted to point out a coincidence. Anyway, back to the story.:D

Marc was on his way to New York! The company jet was filled to the brim with luxuries: Food, drink, entertainment, this plane had it all! The two people were sitting comfortably in some of the seats, while marc had an ice cold glass of coca-cola. After he was finished, he sat down and decided to take a long nap. "Wake me up when we get there" he said to the pair.

[AngelofDestiny]

The sewers had never proved to be the best place in the world to be when the Company was out there frantically chasing them down, but Evolution had managed to keep a low profile for the past six months or so. Unless they counted the day when Johnny had a teleporting accident that involved him inside the Tokyo Company headquarters and alerting them to his presence just by showing himself. It had seemed that ever since Cassie's disappearance, Johnny had no control over his powers. He had even unwillingly possessed some poor old man walking near him on the street just the other day. So yesterday, he had made his choice. Until he found Cassie, he wouldn't use his powers. Heck! He felt worthless right now and decided he wasn't worthy of his abilities. Although he had saved Noah Bennet's life by sparing him, he had little contact with him now. Noah had left the Company and fled with his family. But Johnny didn't care. He was only concerned for Claire. There was little emotion inside since taking over Evolution. Hardly anything.


Someone else going through almost the same thing was Faith. She wanted to be away from the rest of humanity. She wanted to be tortured on this island and rely on her natural instincts instead of her abilities for once. Cassie disappearing also had a significant effect on Faith, although she didn't know why because she didn't know the damn girl. Or maybe she knew her from sometime ago, maybe before Patricia shot her ... yes, that would explain everything. "Never was one for figuring these kind of things out," she mumbled to herself. But just speaking to herself tortured her deep inside. The pain. Yes, she wanted to feel the pain. She wanted to die a hundred times over and rise from the dead to realise what she had done. Of course, Faith knew that Tabitha would never forgive her for what she did to her. She didn't exactly torture her, but still ... she had hurt her. Faith felt like she was falling when she wasn't. Oh, how many times she thought of Luce when he had helped her out. What was he doing now then?

[kago]

"Same time tomorrow!?...... See you then!" Luce shouted as he rushed out of a lavish building, into the New York streets. A taxi stopped as Luce gave the signal that he needed a ride.

"We are set! Tomorrow is the final day and then we will be set for awhile." Luce said as he came through a door. "So i'm taking that the phototshoot went good." Uki said as she came around the corner of the hallway. "Sure did." Luce said as he grabbed Uki and kissed her. "Get ready for tonight, cause i'm gonna take you to Asia de Cuba." Luce told Uki. "Really? I'm going to get ready right now!" Uki said with excitement as she rushed to the bedroom.
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The cloaked woman walked into an alley for no reason, maybe just to get away from the crowds of people. A bolt of electricity formed in the palm of her hand. "Hey, freak!" A man said as he came up behind the woman. "A Company agent." The woman said once she turned around. "Come with me, we can help you." After you called me a freak. Now how could i trust you?" The woman said soflty and started to walk away. "Stay where you are!" The man shouted as he pointed a gun at her. The woman tunred around, "I swear, the Compnay never learns. What good are guns?" She then stood still and said, " shoot me." Out of fear the man pulled the trigger. A wall of bright and loud electricity appeared in front of the woman, blocking and frying the bullet. Just then, huge weeds came from the ground and held the man in place. Another large weed came from the ground and made its way into the mans body through his mouth. "Bye, bye Steven." The woman said quetly as she walked away. How could it be that she already knew this man, did she work for the Company?

[Unknown_Enemy]

They were already at New York when Marc Woke up. The man was on the phone, talking to someone; and the woman was looking at him, conscerned. "What's all the hubbub?" Marc asked the woman. "One of our operatives, Steven, was found dead. He had weeds growing out of him. And its your job to see who it was." Marc nodded and said "Give me a picture of him, and I'll find out who killed him." She handed him a photo, and he began searching in the past. He found him in a new york alley, trying to arrest some one, a woman with a black hooded cloak. He told the woman everything. "You just proved your worth, kid" She thanked marc, and relayed the information to her partner. His reaction was mixed. At first, he was relieved, then terrified. He ended his call and walked over to Marc swiftly. "Thank you for your efforts, but we have to escort you to base, then my partner and me have to follow the lead you gave us. So can you please get into the car outside and lets go!" The man said. "Got it, and thank you for helping me out." Marc replied. The man nodded and both headed out to the car. When both were in, they burnt rubber and headed out of the Hangar they were in now, and to the New York base in manhattan.

[Chariot of Fire]

"Mind telling me what you were just doing?"

A figure was leaning casually against the alleway walls. He leaned comfortably against the cool, smooth bricks, his back scraping up against the crimson red roughness as he glanced casually at the destruction that had just take place before him. His hair was short and cropped, slightly spiked in the front, giving him a military-esque look. His face was slightly gruff, as if he hadn't shaved in a few days, and his blue eyes sparkled like sapphires in the midst of a slightly pale face. Standing at about 6 feet, he was no dwarf, and he stared deeply into the eyes of the woman as he remained in his stationary position. Plain blue jeans graced his legs, and covering his muscular chest was an ordinary button down shirt, giving him the appearance of one that attending a semi-formal gathering of some sort. Perhaps he'd be speaking at a poetry reading. Carmen would sure get a kick out of that. His arms were folded in front of his body, and his legs were slightly bent, leaning against the wall so as to purposefully put himself in front of the woman's path. A small handgun was slightly visible underneath his shirt, and he shifted it slightly as he gazed at the carnage before him.

"Electrokinesis and good old plant slasher," he said carefully, yawning slightly as he nodded at the pathetic remnant of a man that lay dead in front of him, "Mind telling me why you had to kill him?"

Evan Lasting. Recently promoted to Head of the Experimental and Retrieval Unit of the Company for the capture of one heavily dangerous criminal known as Sleif. It was time to earn his rather large government paycheck.

OOC: That's to you, kago. Let me know if this isn't alright with you, and I'll edit

[Unknown_Enemy]

Marc was escorted inside the New York base by some of the body gaurds, with the only two people he knew having the car in neutral just long enough to see him in, then going off to where ever they needed to be. The place was clean, hospital clean. White everywhere. Then quite suddenly a doctor appeared right in front of him. He was a Indian Man, with a five O'clock shadow not unlike his own. He wore the standard "Scientist" attire: The lab coat, the doctor's blue-green suit, all of that. "Hello there Marcus" the man said "I am Mohinder Suresh, and I would like to run a series of tests on you to get a feel of how much control you have over your powers." Marc nodded and followed the doctor into a free room. It had a table, and what Marc noted as a 1-way window. "Please, sit" Dr. Suresh asked him. He pulled a chair up to the table and waited on the good doctor to begin the tests. "So, what can you do?" he asked as he read what appeared to be Marc's file. "Well, I can look at things in the past, and I can see how a situation will develop." he told Suresh. "Good, good" Suresh said. "So lets test your Postcognition". Marc nodded and told him "All I need is a photo, or some article of clothing, and I can tell you what has happened to that person." Suresh took out a photo of a little girl and said "This is my sister, Shanti. Tell me what happened to her." He took the picture softly, then began to calm. Almost immediately, he began to tell Suresh his whole sister's life, leading up to her death. Suresh sat calmly. But Marc could tell that he was melencholy. "You never knew her, did you?" he asked softly. "You are quite correct." he said.

[kago]

OCC: No it's fine. This is Even right?

"Mind telling me what you were just doing?"

A man said as the woman turned around to walk away from the body. Only her eyes could be seen as she looked at this unknown man. He looked right into her eyes, was he trying to see her face, but doing so, she stared right back. "Easy, it's self defense. He tried to kill me, so i killed him. "You seem smart enough to figure it out." The woman said soflty, as usual.

"Electrokinesis and good old plant slasher, Mind telling me why you had to kill him?"

"Easy, he tried to kill me, so i killed him." The woman said soflty once again. "So, who are ouy, nosy man?" The woman asked.

[Unknown_Enemy]

OOC: Hey, the two people that escorted Marc are heading Even's way, you can do whatever you want to them at that point, even name them.

Suresh escorted him out of the room. "You did quite well Marcus, you will be sent to an assigned place of residence until we can get someone to help you unlock more of your powers. Good Bye, and Good Luck." he told Marcus and went away. Almost suddenly, another man, another suit guy, walk towards him. "Hello, I'm your partner, the name's Jacob Norrington, but call me Jake for short." the man said. "Ok, then where am I to stay?" Marc asked his new "Partner". "I'll be escorting you to your new safe house, its just around the corner" Norrington said. Marc could tell that this guy was a newbie, he was chatting and not like the other two, so he liked him. "Alright, lets go" Marc said, as both headed out the door. Jake was right, it was only a few blocks away, and it was definitely safe. A hotel, probably four-star, with those doormen in red. "This is for seeing who killed Steven, Hope it suits you." Jake told Marc. "You bet!" Marc said as they stepped in. Marc noticed two or three suits standing gaurd. "Its ok, this is one of our buildings. Usually used for emmisaries or foreign company members, but you deserve your room, its 157 on floor 12, to the righ, you can't miss it" Jake said.. "Where are you going?" Marc asked. "To my house, its in the east side, so I'll be some way off, but your new cell phone in your room has my number in it, so call if you need anything" Jake said as he left the building. "Got it" He muttered to himself.

[Chariot of Fire]

"True, he did try to kill you," replied Evan, yawning slightly as he listened to the woman's cold answer, "Just goes to show you that some people are born with a trigger finger in the place of a brain." He stood straight up, cracking his back as he glanced at the woman. He'd hadn't really been tracking her. He'd recieved a call from one of his contacts saying that a disturbance had been sighted by one of their operatives. He'd gotten there quickly, but unfortunately, it was too late for his colleague. Serves him right though. Stupid rookie, going for the bad cop approach. Stuff like that got you destroyed or ripped apart on a subatomic level. Now, getting a person's trust... that was an art

He kept watching the woman, careful to not make any sudden moves. Only her eyes were visible from beneath her cloak... She could be anybody... anybody... Carmen... Evan almost sighed, but he kept visibly blank as he cracked his neck, walking swiftly up to the woman, his feet slapping lightly against the ground until he stood a yard or two away from her... She reminded him of Carmen... strong, smart, keeping her calm in dangerous situations... Carmen... He hadn't seen her for four months now... That was the longest he'd ever been without her...

Man, I need a vacation, he thought darkly as he stared at the dangerous woman, Instead of tracking down damn electrokinetic florokinesis users.

"While he undoubtedly deserved it, you did just kill one of my colleagues," he said to the woman, pointing to the destroyed corpse with a sigh, "I don't really think that was unnecessary. Although if someone called me a freak, I'd probably get em in the jaw just as fast. Would you mind talking for a bit?"