Not Another Superhero
Reborn

OK this story will simply start out with you lying in your bed, sitting in your chair, whatever, thinking about last night. Last night you found yourself lying in a large empty warehouse, with a bunch of other teens about your age, all waking up at the same time. Its late and you head back home, thinking it was all a dream. You wake up the next day and realize you have superpowers. What will you do with this new found ability. Help the weak, take revenge, fight for justice, get what you need, stay the same,or change everything around you. Apparently the power is in your hand, what you do with it is up to you.

The Setting is taken place in Atlanta Georgia, I just thought that his place need a few good heroes, and villains. I don't know, New York was getting kinda crowded, Damn Spidey, . The year is later on, lets say 2016, not to close to expect whats gonna happen, but not to far off to say its Sci-fi. Just kinda snug in the middle.

Plot, for right now that's a close secret, for right now I'm just gonna let your characters flow out, and deal with life with a new twist. Make it exciting, fight crime, steal money, save a kitty, whatever you think your character will do. But trust me the plot will come in.


Rules- (You knew this was coming, but its only nine steps to success. You can do it!)
1. No Godmodding, or Godding , meaning you can’t have super god moves. Like invincibility or saying that you can out last a nuke.
2. No bashing in the OOC forum
3. Keep the Romance at PG-13, though Romance is somewhat encourage, make it sound reasonable, and not too mushy or fake. Oh ya and don’t rush it, keep it nice a slow, that makes it seem more realistic, than the crap I usually see on this site.
4. You cannot kill anyone without the other player’s consent
5. Post must have at least two to three sentences. A mere phrase or comment will not work here.
6. If you have a problem with another player, take it up with me, and please try not to quit.
7. If you want to play you must be up for at least ten posts. Even if you don’t like it anymore, and you must put in a reason for your absence, like death or something along those lines.
8. Created NPC, or new Characters must be asked first, I’ll will be giving questions about goals and plot relevance, so don’t be making crap bad guys.
9. You cannot join unless accepted by me, no jumping in at random, or you will be kick.

Character Sheet.- This is going to be in depth, so I want you to answer a lot of questions, that will help you understand your character more. Red means they are a must have, green means you can pass.

post this all in the OOC page, not here.

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School Bells rang again, as Addy headed out the door, the sound of roaring screams came out into the hallways. It was the Last day of school, for Washington High.

Atticus mind was wondering as his hands held tightly on his back-packSummer is just around the next corner, Ice Cream, Sandy Beaches, Pool Parties, and all those Pretty Girls in there tinny bathing suits.

Not Looking where he was going, Atticus ran into figure, that he could not yet decipher. "Oh excuse me." Rubbing his eyes and backing up, Atticus looked up to see a tall man in a grey jacket and a grizzly chin. The man smiled, turning about facing the boy.
"No problem, here take this flier." The man gave Atticus the flier, a large pile was in his other arm, holding them tightly. Atticus grabbed the sheet looking at its bright colors, and crazy fonts.
"What is this?" The Boy asked looking up at the man again.
"Its for the First Summer Jam bash."
"Really, and I can come!"
"Ya, your school organized this whole things just for the kids." The man lied, giving the boy a warm smile.
"Ahh sweet Thanks!" Atticus raced off out the school the flier in his hand, reading the time. 10:00 Ok I can do that.

Walking out on the School's plaza Atticus looked for his school bus, ready to get back home, and ready to go to the party. He found his bus and raced over to the door, but as soon as he got his first step in he heard. a honk from beside the bus. He Looked around seeing the bus, seeing who it was.

It was his Sister, Cassy. The boy moaned as he walked up to her sports car. He realized that he had the flier in his hand,throwing it in his pocket he covered up the piece of paper.

Stepping into her car, the boy let out a long sigh. Cassy took notice as she put the car in gear, pulling the vehicle from the parking lot.
"What was that for?"
"I was just hoping that you were working today."
"No, why, and whats with that attitude. I can just let you off here, buddy." The boy rushed up to her, noticing that the bus was driving off.
"No, thats not what I meant!"
"What is it then."
"We I.... Nothing."
"Alright then."
"Whats that flier?"
"What flier!" Atticus leaped up in someway, and covered his hand over the pocket.
"That one, that your covering up."
"Nothing, it just some dumb piece of paper."
"Right," The two waited at the red light, a grin lifted on Cassy's cheeks, looking down on Atty.

Zack was on the way out, almost to the parking lot. But then he saw this guy. This strange guy, handing out fliers to people. So he went over and got one. The guy said it was for a "Summer Bash".

"A summer bash, huh?", he said to himself, unlocking his older model BMW. "Sounds like it could be a lot of fun. And if not, I can just screw things up for the people who WANT to be there."

He quick called up his pals Jayson and Romero, who came from waiting for the bus and hopped in the car, and headed out, cutting right in front of Cassidy's car. Cassidy, the big sister of Zack's friend Atticus. Who was in her car.

"Hey, Atty! Get in, we're gonna go to the party together! Don't tell me you're gonna go with your SISTER!"

Jayson called out from the back seat.

"Come on, get in! You get shotgun!" He pointed to the empty front passenger seat to illustrate this fact.

Atticus was all Zack needed to complete his little team...And he wasn't going to head in there without his team. Leaders don't do that.

Atticus leaped from out of his sister's car, and ran over to the car door, "Thanks sis, but I got a ride. See back at home!"
"Atticus Wait!" Before she could make a move, Atticus slammed the door shut, and the car raced off, on to the Highway.

Cassy sighed, and leaned back into the car. "What party is he talking about."

She pulled the car out, and drove home, with a lurking feeling in the back of her mind. She couldn't help but feel that Atticus was about to get himself into some kind of trouble.
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Atticus chuckled Jayson made a stupid joke about some fat chicj in school. he looked at the city around him, as the BMW drove through down town.

"So the Party isn't until 10, and it's only 4 o'clock, what should we do."

Romeo put his hand on the driver's seat shoulder, and leaned into the middle of the car. "Hey, let's go down to the Southside Creek, and show those motherfucker's who really owns the School. Jayson chuckled.
"Rome Shut the fuck up, you know you'd get your ass kicked by those stupid rednecks." Romeo punched Jayson in the arm once or twice, while Jayden merely chuckled as he huddled in the back of his seat.
"I'm up for it." Atticus said.
"Really Atty!?" Jayson said, "I never thought you would be the one to pick a fight. They was silence for a moment, then Jayson looked over at Zack, "Well Zack? what do you think?"

Zack thought about it a moment. Sure they were some tough guys...Well, him, Jayson, and Romero anyway. Zack didn't know about Atty.

But there was a decent possibility that someone at the Creek would totally fuck them up. Zack paid attention to what people said, and there were definitely words of those guys being tough.

"I dunno. We can't be getting fucked up before the party...But we got six hours to kill. Eh, why not. Let's go."

He turned the car around and drove to the Southside Creek, still a bit worried about whether or not they were gonna get hurt...So he asked a question.

"Hey Romero, you got any knives? I know I got a bat in the trunk and brass knucks in the glove box, but I don't think I have anything for you guys."

And then he added something else.

"Be careful Atty. I don't know how tough you are, and I don't want you to get hurt. Your sis would KILL me!"

Chang awoke, he had a crazy dream involving giant turtles and talking animals. He sighed I need to stop eating ice cream before bed He quickly got ready for the morning, it was time to head to school.

He attended Washington High, after this he'd be done with High School. He was very excited about getting out of Washington High, and moving one with his life. He was going to college, something he'd been looking forward too. He'd gotten ready wearing casual clothing jeans and a white short sleeved T shirt. He drove his vehicle to school, a black lexus his parents had purchased for him two years ago.

He headed to school and hours later he was finished with class and it was time for him to leave this high school forever. He received a flier from some man. 10:00 first summer Jam Bash? Should be interesting to say the least! He went to his vehicle and headed back to his house his parents were happy to see him and congratulated him on his successfully graduating from high school with honors. He decided to get his phone and call some of his friends even some who didn't attend the school he wanted to enjoy the first party of the Summer.

He decided to go meet up with his friends at a local park getting in the car and speeding off.

Cassidy leaned forward at her desk at home, checking her facebook page. Though in the back of her mind she still could not get Atticus out his mind. If he was with Zack, things can't be good. He had been causing trouble for years, and she knew that the young boy and his brother were influencing him; and Zeke is even worse that Zack. She had heard everything that he had done at the School office, all the breaking and enterings, the weapons he brought to school. It just seemed that Zeke was slipping further and further into the darkness, and now with Atty trying to fit into their little gang. It just seemed as if she wasn't doing any good.
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Zack turned the car around and drove to the Southside Creek, still a bit worried about whether or not they were gonna get hurt...So he asked a question.

"Hey Romero, you got any knives? I know I got a bat in the trunk and brass knucks in the glove box, but I don't think I have anything for you guys."

And then he added something else.

"Be careful Atty. I don't know how tough you are, and I don't want you to get hurt. Your sis would KILL me!"

Atticus looked over at Zack, his words almost seemed to inflame his stomach. Atticus knew that Zack didn't mean to piss him off, but the thought that Cassidy was above him like some omunis cloud of authority, made his mind clamor for absolute freedom.

"Screw you Motherfucker, I can handle myself!" He stopped, and looked down , and grinned, "Ya know what, I wasn't really that game for this. But you know, right now I'm really feeling like beating someone's face in."

Romeo laughed devilishly, patting Atticus' shoulder's "Ha Ha, Now were talking. See Zack, Atty can run with the big boys. Look at em. Hes a born killer."

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Almost not hearing the vibrations, Cassidy was lost her thoughts. She looked down to see her cell phone shaking, almost falling off the desk. She grabbed it before it could slip away.

It was Chung, He wanted who wanted to come with him to the Bash. 'Proably the same thing Atticus is trying to go to.' She couldn't pass up the opportunity. She needed to get Atticus out of the boys hands, atleast for tonight.
"Sure thing Chung, I'll be there as soon as I can. It I'll be fun...... At the park, sure thing."

She changed for the party, and jumped back into her car, heading for Washington District Local Park.

"Whatever you say, Atty. Let's raise some hell and make some heads roll!"

The car sped forward, music blaring, then skidding to a stop as they arrived. Zack got out and put on the brass knuckles, also grabbing the bat.

"Hope you guys got stuff too, otherwise this is gonna be unpleasant. These guys might even have pieces, I don't know."

Jayson and Romero shot him an odd glance when he referred to guns as "pieces".

"Relax guys, it's an old-timey kind of term. But yeah, unless one of you got an upgrade, we might be walking into a real deadly mess. And I didn't get to be second in command of this little gang by being an idiot."

He rooted around in the trunk, pulling out a tire iron and an old briefcase with some switchblades in it.

"Here you go guys, take your pick!"

Predictably, Romero took two switchblades, and Jayson grabbed the tire iron.

"Alright Atty, get equipped and let's go bust some heads!"

Zeke was chatting with his band and some promoter smoking a cigarette. Nodding, he shook the promoter's hand, and flicked his cigarette away. "Alright, I'll see you tonight man, 8 o'clock." Apparently he and the guys were gonna be playing a gig tonight, doing a set at some bash. Slapping his bros fives, he said goodbye, and climbed into his Chevy Impala, smiling contentedly at the throaty rumble of the beautiful old machine. Lighting another smoke, he put the think into first, and drove out of the school lot, and, spying his brother driving off with a group of those kids who thought that they were all apart of some Royal gang he was apparently the head of. Worse, Cassidy's little brother, Atty, was with them. As if he didn't already have to put up with enough of her shit. He'd been good enough for her back in junior high, and freshmen year, but apparently he was just some dirty rotten criminal now. And seriously, it wasn't like ALL of the rumors about him were true. He'd never killed anybody, and he certaintly hadn't banged the principals wife. As if, he'd seen her at a school function once, and she was nothing he'd get near.

Zeke shook his head, a glower on his face. He had to stop thinking about Cassidy, and deal with this situation. Accelerating through a stop light, to many annoyed honks, he changed lanes without signaling, and pulled up beside his brother. "Yo, pipsqueak!" He called over to Zack, "Pull the shitmobile over bro, I need to talk to you about this party I'm playing at tonight. I could use your help if you're up for it." He knew that seeming interested in Zack's activites, and offering to include Zack in his own activities would open up his brother the most of any tactic he'd tried, catch more flies with honey and all that.

(Hope its ok I'm having Zeke be asked to play at the party, seemed like a logical way to get him to attend something he would otherwise see as some lame high school party.)

Mattie stepped out of the school silently, her headphones clasped over her tripple pierced ears. She smiled, happy that school was finally over for the year. So many boring days of sitting in class and doing work. The only thing that made the day worth while was being able to hang out with Atticus after school and talk about the indie music scene. She smiled to herself as she sighed, feeling a bit of sorrow. She sure was going to miss seeing Addy every day. Her eyes opened a bit more, the blueness shining out to the world. Her mind suddenly became lost in the world of music as she opened her mouth, the words falling from her lips in perfect pitch.

"I'm not in love
This is not my heart
I'm not gonna waste these words
About a girl"

She was getting into The Academy Is... song when there was a sudden tap on her shoulder. Mattie leapt up and spun around frightened, her multi-coloured hair flying with her body. She stared up into the eyes of a large man who looked as though he desprately needed a shave. He held out a piece of paper, handing it to her. Mattie took it in one hand as the other one removed the large headphones. The man began to speak, explaining the piece of paper.
" First Summer Jam Bash." He stated, "It's tonight at ten. You look like you'd enjoy it."
Mattie nodded slowly and smiled.
"Thank you." She said happily, then glanced at her watch, realizing the time. She cursed as she popped her headphones back on. She turned to say something to the man, but he was already walking away. Mattie shrugged, then quickly hurried onward to her house. Her aunt was probably spazing at the moment, wondering where her niece was. Mattie smirked as she thought about her aunt and uncle. They had always been like that with her. She supposed that they were just worried about her ending up depressed from what happened to her parents. Mattie relaxed, allowing the music to soothe her as she moved onward, her heart beating in perfect unison to the song.

Atticus was about to make his move when Zeke's car showed up. So he hesitated and stayed in the car for the moment.

"Shit, you didn't tell me your bro would come around!" Romero swore, stuffing the switchblades into his pocket as inconspicuously as possible.

"Cause I didn't KNOW, dumbass." Zack wasn't exactly happy either, because usually when Big Bro showed up, it was to cancel whatever Zack had planned. What kind of a gang leader cancels what the gang has planned?

"So, you're going too? Fine, guess I can help out Big Bro. This time."

Zack didn't like the fact that he pretty much HAD to cancel what he planned because of his brother showing up, but not helping him out wouldn't be worth the trouble. Bros help out bros, you know?

And besides, Zeke never said they couldn't raise some hell AT the party...

Chang was gonna finish off the last day of school with an awesome party, this Summer Bash. He told his parents about it, and because he had done so well with his grades they told him he could go and didn't have any curfew any more. I love being eighteen and out of school already! He thought as remained in his vehicle.

He had called his two best friends Cassidy and Mattie, the latter was his current girlfriend. He planned to meet with them at the park, maybe they could see a new movie, hang out at the mall, or do anything to waste time before it was time for the party. He wondered if Cassidy's brother and his friends in that horrible Royals gang would come. More importantly he was worried, that Zeke might come and do something stupid or dangrous.

He headed down to Washington District Park, it was time to enjoy himself.

"Alright, thanks kid. I'll meet you at Dan's at seven, ok? You can help us move the equipment to the venue, be our roadie, alright?" Zeke said to Zack, flashing a grin. Turning to Atty he said in a conspiratorial tone, "Dude, does your sister know you're here? Cuz if she gets pissed, its not you she's gonna take it out on, its me." To the group as a whole he continued, "Do me a favor, alright guys? Just try and stay out of trouble, alright? Especially while Cass is still in town, the last thing I need is another lecture from her." Shaking his head he said, half to himself, "Date a girl for a few years when you're young and foolish, and it haunts you forever." Looking up at the group he gave a rye grin, "Learn from my mistakes, don't make them yourselves. Never let a chick run your life, even when you've broken up she'll still think its her job." Taking a long pull on his cigarette, ashing it down to the filter, he tossed the butt at his kid brother playfully, and drove off.

Zeke wondered if Zack, or any of the others would have heard the seriousness in his faux playful tone, as he told them not to repeat his mistakes. He was joking about Cass of course, well, mostly. But he was serious about hoping they would learn from his mistakes, he just didn't consider Cass to be one. What he wanted was for them to learn from him, to see that breaking the law, being hardcore, and having a "good rep" did not help you in the long run. While his hard working classmates were all going off to college, excited about the end of high school, and the future ahead, Zeke could feel no excitement or hapiness past his overwhelming sense of nostalgia. More than anything, he couldn't believe it was over, he couldn't believe that he had graduated high school, he was done, and that he was still stuck in this town, with no idea of what he was gonna do with his life, unless Gate to Nowhere somehow took off.

Zeke shook himself out of his reverie as he pulled up to a little known back lot at the Piedmont Park, Atlanta's own version of Central Park. This is where he and the guys always met, just about every day of high school, it was their haven. It wasn't much, just an empty little parking lot, with a few benches and tables, surrounded by trees, and overlooking the wider expanse of the park, down a wide dirt path. It wasn't much, but it was theirs, no gangs had layed claim to it, and no cops ever rolled through. Long as they didn't start anything with the gangs, or give cops reason to roll through they were golden.

Smiling, Zeke hopped out of the Impala, and slapped fives with his best bros. Jackson, Greg, Lex, and Dan. He'd been friends with Jacks and Dan since the first grade, back then, they'd been the three white boys from the projects, and they'd stuck together. Early on they learned that the three of them together had a much better chance of surviving the walk to and from school intact. They'd met Greg and Lex in Freshmen year, when they'd all ended up in detention on the first day, as the five suspects in the case of "who pulled the fire alarm on the first goddamn day of school". None of them would talk, so they all got detention for 2 weeks. In actuality, both groups had planned the thing, and it was merely chance that lead to Greg getting there first. Ever since then, the five had been inseperable. Zeke wondered sometimes if he and his group of friends, with their rough and tumble attitude, and reputations as "thugs" had been the best role models for Zack, if they were why he seemed so intent on being a gang banger. In reality, while they had all been angry kids, and had always lived on the wild side, Zeke and his friends were never into the gang thing the way Zack was. They'd been all about causing trouble, and being wild, they'd gotten into scrapes, and they'd done a lot of drugs. But they'd never thought about their reputations the way Zack did, their reputations were labels that other people put on them, not who they were. But for Zack, his "rep" was his stature, it was who he was, and the best way to get a hardcore "rep" was to run with a tough crowd, the kind of crowd that people were afraid of. For Zeke and his friends, it had never been about fear and respect, they were just trying to get by. And their troublemaking had dwindled out more and more as they grew older, and especially as Dan discovered guitar, leading Jacks to play bass, and Greg to drum, and Lex turned out to be a musical wiz once they got him started, playing mostly rythm guitar, but also able to play piano, violin, and virtually anything they tossed at him. And Zeke had discovered singing. He'd never been good at anything before, no one had ever thought he was special. But when he sang, he felt like he was something more than himself, when he and his band were jamming, they were Kings, they were Gods.

Zeke was once more roused from his daydreaming, this time by a joint passed to him from Greg, who was sitting to his right, the five of them had hiked a short way up a small path, to a hill that overlooked the city. It was their favorite place to smoke, the path was dirt, and barely noticeable within the trees, and lead to a perfect clearing on the hill top, three quarters of which was ringed by trees, and the last quarter was a perfect view over the city. They'd dragged a huge couch they'd found dumpster diving up here when Zeke first got his license in sophmore year, and they'd jacked Greg's dad's pickup truck to haul it. Taking a hit off the joint, Zeke said, in a typical stoner manner, while still inhaling, "Its been a good four years guys, I can't believe its over."

Jacks laughed. "Dude, as if anything is gonna change just because high school has ended. We've always been together, and we always will be. Now that high school's over, we'll just go to work instead of school, so we can save up the money to move out of our folks places, and in together. And we'll keep practicing, and eventually Gate to Nowhere will be the next Pink Floyd."

Zeke smiled at his friends confidence, taking a second hit, before passing the jay left, to Jacks. "You're right bro. Which reminds me, I got us a gig playing some party tonight. We gotta be there at eight, and we're meeting my bro at your place, Dan, at seven." Zeke laughed, as his friends hooted and hollered with their usual zeal, excited at the prospect of a gig. "And hey," Zeke said with a smile, "Who knows, maybe tonight will be our break out, maybe tonight, we'll get seen by the right people, and Gate to Nowhere will get famous."

Mattie quickly popped her head into her house after getting off the phone with Chang. She looked around, listening for a sign of her aunt. Suddenly she heard it through the dropping of a pan in the kitchen.

"Auntie? Are you ok?" She asked, her voice echoing just a slight bit from the emptiness. Mattie's aunt never liked having too much furniture. She considered it a hazard to have to many pieces in her home. A small voice rang through the emptiness, making mattie relaz just a bit.

"Yes, I'm fine. The pan just slipped. that's all." She said calmly. Mattie nodded.

"Okay then, I'm going out. I have a summer bash thing to go to tonight so I probably wont be back till late. Is that okay?" She asked. There was a moment of thought from the kitchen.

"Yes, it should be fine. As long as you aren't out too late, It's okay. Now, be careful. Summer is the perfect time for sexual predators and kidnappers!" She warned. Mattie rolled her eyes, beginning to exit the house.

"Love you!" She called into the house. Mattie shut the door and sighed, slipping her headphones back on, "Every month's the perfect time for sexual predators, it seems..." She grumbled, continuing on her way to the park.

"You heard the guy, we gotta be there by 7. And it's an hour away, so we still got a bit of time to kill."

Zack was pleasantly surprised that Zeke gave him a little time window to exploit. Did he REALLY not know what was planned, or was he just being nice and not crashing the party. Zack didn't know, but then again, he didn't care either. Freedom was freedom, no matter what the cause for it or the catches attached.

He looked over his little group. Sure they were tough, but it was only the four of them, and who knew what they were up against? Zack wasn't about to send them into something deadly just because they were spoiling for a fight...

So he turned to Atty.

"You still think we should go through with this?"

Atticus hesitated as he put his hand on the door handle. He looked down and thought for a moment, "You know enough people have told me not to do it....... So, it would be best take some advice once in a while. Let's go before were late to the Bash. The least we can do is party it up." He opened the car back up and sat back in his seat waiting for the others.

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Cassidy sat on the side of her car at the Park's parking lot, texting on her cellphone passing the time, waiting for Chung and Mattie. She couldn't tell wither or not she was over or underdressed for the Bash.

Her mind was scatterbrained on what to expect. Was it going to be a lame school prom, or a crazy rave. Either way she feared that Zeke and Atticus would want to be the center of it all causing some kind of havoc. She always feared the worst, even under the best circumstances. Stemming from the death of her mother, nothing was safe until she had Atticus back home.

Zack was actually pretty happy to hear Atticus reconsider. Meant he was was smart enough to pick his battles, and Zack admired that.

After their canceled brawl, Zack headed down to Dan's house to help out his brother, managing to get all the equipment and stuff sorted out. And just in time to head to the party.

So Zack, with Atticus, Jayson, and Romero in tow, pulled into the lot out front of the bash's location, noticing other people already waiting.

"Well well, looks like we're right on time."

Zack and crew got out, with Zack quickly noticing the presence of Cassidy, Atty's sister.

"Oh shit...Atty, if your sis sees me with you..."

He knew Cassidy disapproved of him, and especially hated how Atty liked to hang out with Zack, and did not want to get in any trouble with her.

"Wonder if Zeke's already here."

Mattie entered the park, having picked up an outfit on the way there. She fiddled with her hair, placing her things back in her silver razor blade shaped purse. She looked up, seeing Cassidy and waved as she dashed over, her bag bouncing as she ran.

"Cassidy!" She called. She was glad to see someone she knew. She smiled happily, feeling excited. She wasn't sure what was going to happen tonight but something told her it would be a night she woudln't forget. She suddenly stopped, staring up at Cassidy.

"What's up?" She asked, sitting down beside her, "And I assume Chung hasn't shown up?" She asked, continuing on. Mattie searched the area, half expecting Chung to peek out from behind a tree, then looked back to Cassidy happily.

"Late apparently. Typical, He sets up the event, and I'm the first one to show up. It was just like our Autumn Festival, I had to hold the booth for 2 hours before he showed up." Cassidy shook her and smiled

"Nevermind what I just said. So are you ready to go. Oh and I've got a mission for you, if your game." She winked and looked around to see if anyone was listening. Though she knew that it didn't really matter what she said, she just thought it was fun to play a little into it, like it was actually worth telling.

Mattie laughed at the Autumn Festival comment, remembering the event. Chung did have a bad habit of always being late. Her eyes lit up as she heard the word 'mission'. She grinned widely as her entire body was filled with excitement.

"Ooh! do tell! A mission sounds like fun right now. I'm in!" She said happily, not even knowing what the mission was supposed to be. Her mind began to search through all the possibilities of what it could be. She too looked around, wondering how secretive it was supposed to be, her smile still plastered onto her face as she waited for Cassidy to give her the mission.

Zeke hopped out of Dan's van, holding an amp by the rubber handle with one hand, smoking a cigarette with his free hand, and spied Zack and the crew hopping out of their ride as well. "Yo! Zack attack!" Zeke called over at his little brother, "The roadie experience isn't over just yet bro, come help us move the equipment inside, yeah?" Before he could hear his brother's reply, he heard a familiar voice, and his stomache twisted itself into knots as he turned to see the face behind it. Cassidy was talking with her friend Mattie, and Zeke frowned slightly, furrowing his brow. What were they doing here? Cass and Mattie were goody goodies, not the kind to come to the secret warehouse party he had been told they would be playing at.