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Cathedral Square
A district located within Portum Animas that is entirely dedicated to the workings of the dominating church, this particular area is strewn over with religious symbols, icons and is considered to be a holy sanctuary of sorts. . . .
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~ Cathedral Square... ~
Within the Cathedral Square rested a certain church that was waiting for a big event to come. The church was like any other normal church in the square, run by people who were with The Following and worshiped Harmonia, the goddess that saved the wold from destruction! Standing beside the entrance were two large feminine statues meant to closely represent her powerful and exotic figure to the people. Gathered outside of it was a crowd of people waiting to hear the words of the holy father who was about to speak. "Agh, another day..." The man mumbled to himself behind the doors as his two assistants watched him. "Do not feel bad by this sir, the project is going quite well so far. Why within a day, we'll be ready to send some results back to The Following." The stronger looking man spoke out to him, while the weaker one massaged the father's shoulders. "Bah, it gets harder to keep them convinced though... They come in, want to be healed because they feel like they're life force has suddenly decreased by a few years... And what do I get in the process? A bunch of -- nevermind..." The father stopped himself as he rubbed his forehead with his hand as he looked to the ground. "Sir, if I may interject... As long as you keep them convinced you are working for Harmonia, everything will be fine." The stronger one spoke again, the father rose himself from his seat as he took in a deep breath at this. "How do I look?" He asked them. "You look fine sir, now go! Go and make them happy they were born!" A mischievous smirk came to the father's face, before he assumed his false happier personality and stepped through the doors to the outside.
* * *
The people cheered out as the father stepped out from those doors, his assistants staying close behind him as he walked forward, waving to the crowd of people with a peaceful smile and calm eyes that held much wisdom in them. He stopped and watched as the people slowly grew silent, waiting to hear the words he had to speak today to them. "My fellow people... Today I have received word from the will of Harmonia herself." He started it off, in his head he knew he had to make it as cheesy and stupid as he could muster from his own imagination, the people never knowing that the man they worshiped and followed was really a cunning mastermind in disguise. "She is pleased by the prayers you send her. She wishes all of us a happy and great life. Sadly, she has also informed me that monsters and heretics still lurk around in our peaceful little world we live in." He watched the expressions the people gave as they heard the words, the Gifted were seen as sins created by the evil deity, Discordic, to destroy all of life itself and to lay to waste everything in sight. "She wishes for us to continue our hopes though, for we will soon overcome and be rid of the monster known as Discordic forever. The time is nearing, the prayers you send will soon be powerful and everyone will rejoice with joy!" He spread his arms out at this, watching them become more happy and delighted by what they heard, he also knew that the hatred they held for Gifted was growing. "We must continue to not give up hope, my children. Harmonia will make sure that we are guided to a better path, a path that will lead us to restoring our lives forever!" This time, the people started to wildly cheer as they had been fooled and tricked into a mischievous little plot. The father then turned around and headed back inside, the two doors closing behind him to muffle the cheers and thanks the people were sending to him.
* * *
"Another well-done speech, sir." The stronger assistant spoke as the holy father sat down in his chair once more to relax. The weaker assistant brought in a tray and set it down on the desk in front of the holy father, who chuckled at his own assistant's words. "Thank you. It is easy to speak of lies and manipulation when you have such idiots to control." All three chuckled lightly at this until a knock sounded out in the church, making them all halt just as quickly as they were chatting. All too quickly, the father's face changed and he was once more the fake holy man the public knew him as. "Come in." He spoke with such gentleness and ease that it nearly made him bursting out laughing, but he held it in as he watched who entered into the room. The woman looked to be in her late teens, her hair mostly red except for the bottom, which was a bright shade of yellow. Her brown and gentle eyes looked at the three with such joy, her smile making her look so relaxed even though she was only five feet and six inches. Her clothes consisted of that close to a nun's as her light foot steps brought her forward into the room more. "Ahh, Elaine." The father spoke as he became more relaxed, knowing it was one of his more stupid workers. "I trust all is well then?" He asked, Elaine nodding in return to him. "Yes, everything is going well. The people have been more happy then I have ever seen them in the last ten years! It's a miracle what we are doing here!" She told the father with such joy as he nodded in reply. "We are working towards a better world, after all. Nothing more matters then my children's happiness." He told her, which made her even more happy. "Oh, I almost forgot... You have a visitor." She said as she stepped to the side, allowing a purple cloaked figure who stood only two inches taller then Elaine. He stopped with the door closing behind him, it was now or never...
"Ah, hello there child. What can I do for you today? You are very lucky, if it weren't for Elaine, I wouldn't of been able to see you today..." The father spoke to the purple stranger, who tilted his head up at this. "I was wondering if I could see this revival trick for my own eyes?" He asked as he held out a small little bird at this, who looked injured and or dying. The holy man stood up slowly as he held out his hands at this. "Allow me." He spoke as the figure placed the bird down gently into his hands. The father smiled as a glow surrounded the bird while the others watched. After a few minutes, the bird suddenly flew out of his hands and out through the window as everyone gasped. "Impressive... It's just as I thought." The figure spoke while everyone was smiling. "You -are- a fake, as I thought." The figure spoke out, making Elaine gasp while the father narrowed his eyes at him. "Excuse me?" He asked him. "You know what I'm on about... You are doing fake things for fake reasons. I think it's time to expose that which is truly unholy..." He said. "A-Andy! Stop that! I didn't bring you here to --" Elaine started, but was interrupted by a raise of the holy father's arm, which lowered when she looked over at him. "Let him speak... I wish to know who you are, Mr. Andy." The holy father asked as the figure smiled and lowered his hood, revealing his unusual purple hair and eyes as he looked at the holy man. "Just call me... The Pressure~"
# Part 1 of Andrew's Introduction - End. The introduction will continue/possibly conclude in the next post. #
Within the Cathedral Square rested a certain church that was waiting for a big event to come. The church was like any other normal church in the square, run by people who were with The Following and worshiped Harmonia, the goddess that saved the wold from destruction! Standing beside the entrance were two large feminine statues meant to closely represent her powerful and exotic figure to the people. Gathered outside of it was a crowd of people waiting to hear the words of the holy father who was about to speak. "Agh, another day..." The man mumbled to himself behind the doors as his two assistants watched him. "Do not feel bad by this sir, the project is going quite well so far. Why within a day, we'll be ready to send some results back to The Following." The stronger looking man spoke out to him, while the weaker one massaged the father's shoulders. "Bah, it gets harder to keep them convinced though... They come in, want to be healed because they feel like they're life force has suddenly decreased by a few years... And what do I get in the process? A bunch of -- nevermind..." The father stopped himself as he rubbed his forehead with his hand as he looked to the ground. "Sir, if I may interject... As long as you keep them convinced you are working for Harmonia, everything will be fine." The stronger one spoke again, the father rose himself from his seat as he took in a deep breath at this. "How do I look?" He asked them. "You look fine sir, now go! Go and make them happy they were born!" A mischievous smirk came to the father's face, before he assumed his false happier personality and stepped through the doors to the outside.
* * *
The people cheered out as the father stepped out from those doors, his assistants staying close behind him as he walked forward, waving to the crowd of people with a peaceful smile and calm eyes that held much wisdom in them. He stopped and watched as the people slowly grew silent, waiting to hear the words he had to speak today to them. "My fellow people... Today I have received word from the will of Harmonia herself." He started it off, in his head he knew he had to make it as cheesy and stupid as he could muster from his own imagination, the people never knowing that the man they worshiped and followed was really a cunning mastermind in disguise. "She is pleased by the prayers you send her. She wishes all of us a happy and great life. Sadly, she has also informed me that monsters and heretics still lurk around in our peaceful little world we live in." He watched the expressions the people gave as they heard the words, the Gifted were seen as sins created by the evil deity, Discordic, to destroy all of life itself and to lay to waste everything in sight. "She wishes for us to continue our hopes though, for we will soon overcome and be rid of the monster known as Discordic forever. The time is nearing, the prayers you send will soon be powerful and everyone will rejoice with joy!" He spread his arms out at this, watching them become more happy and delighted by what they heard, he also knew that the hatred they held for Gifted was growing. "We must continue to not give up hope, my children. Harmonia will make sure that we are guided to a better path, a path that will lead us to restoring our lives forever!" This time, the people started to wildly cheer as they had been fooled and tricked into a mischievous little plot. The father then turned around and headed back inside, the two doors closing behind him to muffle the cheers and thanks the people were sending to him.
* * *
"Another well-done speech, sir." The stronger assistant spoke as the holy father sat down in his chair once more to relax. The weaker assistant brought in a tray and set it down on the desk in front of the holy father, who chuckled at his own assistant's words. "Thank you. It is easy to speak of lies and manipulation when you have such idiots to control." All three chuckled lightly at this until a knock sounded out in the church, making them all halt just as quickly as they were chatting. All too quickly, the father's face changed and he was once more the fake holy man the public knew him as. "Come in." He spoke with such gentleness and ease that it nearly made him bursting out laughing, but he held it in as he watched who entered into the room. The woman looked to be in her late teens, her hair mostly red except for the bottom, which was a bright shade of yellow. Her brown and gentle eyes looked at the three with such joy, her smile making her look so relaxed even though she was only five feet and six inches. Her clothes consisted of that close to a nun's as her light foot steps brought her forward into the room more. "Ahh, Elaine." The father spoke as he became more relaxed, knowing it was one of his more stupid workers. "I trust all is well then?" He asked, Elaine nodding in return to him. "Yes, everything is going well. The people have been more happy then I have ever seen them in the last ten years! It's a miracle what we are doing here!" She told the father with such joy as he nodded in reply. "We are working towards a better world, after all. Nothing more matters then my children's happiness." He told her, which made her even more happy. "Oh, I almost forgot... You have a visitor." She said as she stepped to the side, allowing a purple cloaked figure who stood only two inches taller then Elaine. He stopped with the door closing behind him, it was now or never...
"Ah, hello there child. What can I do for you today? You are very lucky, if it weren't for Elaine, I wouldn't of been able to see you today..." The father spoke to the purple stranger, who tilted his head up at this. "I was wondering if I could see this revival trick for my own eyes?" He asked as he held out a small little bird at this, who looked injured and or dying. The holy man stood up slowly as he held out his hands at this. "Allow me." He spoke as the figure placed the bird down gently into his hands. The father smiled as a glow surrounded the bird while the others watched. After a few minutes, the bird suddenly flew out of his hands and out through the window as everyone gasped. "Impressive... It's just as I thought." The figure spoke while everyone was smiling. "You -are- a fake, as I thought." The figure spoke out, making Elaine gasp while the father narrowed his eyes at him. "Excuse me?" He asked him. "You know what I'm on about... You are doing fake things for fake reasons. I think it's time to expose that which is truly unholy..." He said. "A-Andy! Stop that! I didn't bring you here to --" Elaine started, but was interrupted by a raise of the holy father's arm, which lowered when she looked over at him. "Let him speak... I wish to know who you are, Mr. Andy." The holy father asked as the figure smiled and lowered his hood, revealing his unusual purple hair and eyes as he looked at the holy man. "Just call me... The Pressure~"
# Part 1 of Andrew's Introduction - End. The introduction will continue/possibly conclude in the next post. #
"Another well-done speech, sir!"
"Thank you. It is easy to speak of lies and manipulation when you have such idiots to control."
"Oh, I almost forgot... You have a visitor."
"I was wondering if I could see this revival trick for my own eyes?"
"Allow me."
"Impressive... It's just as I thought. You -are- a fake, as I thought."
"A-Andy!"
"I wish to know who you are, Mr. Andy."
"Just call me... The Pressure~"
~ Cathedral Square - Andrew's Introduction, Finale. ~
"The Pressure?" The holy father asked the purple-haired man, who continued to stand there glaring at them with his purple eyes. The two assistants stepped in front of the desk the father stood behind as they watched Andy with close care. "... I haven't heard of that before. Interesting name you chose to answer with though... It reminds me of a certain few others. Ever heard of The Axe? The Chill? The Brains?" The father asked him as he put a hand on the desk and turned so his left side faced Andy. "... Are you familiar with them?" He asked Andy. "... I'm here on my own business." Andy responded to him. "... Avoiding the question with such remarks is a bad thing to do. Elaine, how do you know this boy?" He asked her. "I -- I thought he was a good friend of mine. We went to school together when we were younger, but... He's changed now." She stepped back and leaned against a wall as she felt scared. "How dare you use the young woman for such selfish desires!" The stronger assistant told Andy, stepping forward as he walked closer towards him before stopping in front of him. "Father, I wish to have permission to engage with the enemy." He said. "Go ahead, my son. You have Harmonia's blessings." The father's comment made the stronger assistant widen his eyes and Andy could see the urge to kill rise up in them. "I thank you both." He said before removing his gloves and throwing them behind him. Then, he thrusts his hand forward towards Andy's face!
* * *
The doors suddenly snapped off the hinges where they were supported, sending them flying back a few before slamming onto the floor and gaining several cracks on them, pieces of wood sent flying until they stopped. Andrew was the first to emerge, jumping back as he landed and slide into an offensive stance, watching the stronger assistant walk out of the room also. "It is futile, Andy... You cannot defeat me." He told him. Andy chuckled a bit at this. "Wow... Big talk coming from an idiot who tried to use those doors just now. Tell me... What are you?" He asked the man. The stronger assistant placed his right hand gently on a wall nearby him. A symbol appeared on the wall as he slowly pulled his hand back, something forming out of the wall with the same material. Grabbing it, he jerked it out of the wall and the symbol faded, with the stronger assistant now holding a spear-like object. "You... Are a Gifted?!?" Andy asked him, to which he got a chuckle in response back. "Yes... Surprised? I'm sure you have heard of me before, but I vanished two years ago and was believed to be. I am Rodrick, The Creator."
~ Rodrick, The Creator!
Believed to be at least twenty-seven years old!
He stands at five feet, ten inches. Weighing in at around one hundred and eighty lbs! His body build makes him look muscular, his tanned body showing he has been out in the sun often! His brown hair and brown eyes make him look like a normal guy who works out!
His power is the ability the create multiple weapon types using structures around him. Of course, the weapon is only as strong as the materials it came from!
Rodrick, The Creator was once a notorious Gifted criminal, his powers made him able to get away with many jobs, including robbing, thieving and more! He vanished two years ago and was believed to be dead, but has really been working in one of The Following's churches in a secret plot! ~
"Now that makes sense. What doesn't make sense is why are Gifted working for The Following?!? Aren't you cleansed?!" Andy asked him, to which he got another chuckle back. "Sadly, that is not how this worked. You see, the father saved me in my time of need when I was on the run. I was almost caught too, until he came around and told me that he could me another chance at life. I took it of course, and in return for my services, he got The Following to let me go along with his little plot. For two years now I've been waiting, harnessing my powers more then ever before! You don't stand a chance, boy. This spear is as hard as the building it was made from! You can not win..." Rodrick chuckled after saying all of this. Andy shrugged his shoulders at this. "... If you say so." He commented towards him. Rodrick narrowed his eyes as he got into a stance. "Right then. Time to die." He spoke before charging forward and held his spear with both hands, getting ready to stab through Andy. Andy sighed and flicked his fingers, seemingly sending nothing, yet Rodrick suddenly stopped. He collapsed on to his knees as his staff snapped in half, breaking down into multiple pieces as each was sent colliding into the floor, while Rodrick had to force his hands on the ground to remain up. "Ugh... What.... I.... Can't move?!" He stated as Elaine, the father and the weaker assistant walked out of the room.
"Tell me young man... Was that you just now?" The father asked him, as Rodrick struggled to move in front of him. "And if it was?" He responded to him. "Bravo... You have pinned down Rodrick it seems. Now kindly release him..." The father asked Andy, who rose a brow at him. "Why?" He asked. "Because if you don't... Well, I can't guarantee what will happen next." This made Andy widen his eyes slightly, causing him to release Rodrick, who collapsed upon being released. "G-give me a minute..." Rodrick said as he caught his breath. "Father, please... I think we should just call the police and --" She stopped as she looked at the father this time. "F-father...?" She asked. "... Elaine, I need you to remain quiet from here." He told her as the weaker assistant stepped forward. He stopped as he held out his hand forward towards Andy as something went past him, only for an explosion to occur behind him. "What the...?" He asked himself as he blinked. "I am Walter, The Invisible Demolition. I may not appear much, but... Well, I'm much much tougher in my abilities then Rodrick is."
~ Walter, The Invisible Demolition!
Believed to be at least thirty-one years old!
He stands at five feet five inches, weighing in around one hundred and thirty lbs! He looks weak on the outside, having gray hair and dark blue eyes, yet on the inside is a cold and calculating person!
His power is to create a small spark that can create explosions with the snap of a finger. Each explosion spark has a certain time limit and must travel to the destined location before being able to be used.
Walter was once a wanted Gifted who used his power to disrupt people's jobs and work. He got the attention of The Following, who wanted to eliminate him for his nuisances, but he was too quick for them and always knew how to make his exits fancy. One day, he was visited by the holy father who offered him a chance to blow up as much as he wanted without having to worry about the police. Getting him off the leash just like Rodrick, Walter is in secret the better of the two despite his weak appearance. ~
"Now you will die... For such arrogance upon us." Walter mentioned as he held out his hands and two 'sparks' began to form just inches above his palms. Andy got into a stance as he prepared for an attack, until... Both sparks vanished as light cuts opened on his palms. "W-what?" Walter commented, looking shocked at this as he looked around for anyone. The father rose his brow in return as he glared over at Rodrick. "It -- IT WASN'T ME! Don't give me that look, father! I --" He stopped as the father held out a hand at this. "Enough... I will handle the boy. Find our in--" He was stopped as a bullet grazed his cheek and left a light cut on it too, making the father stand there in shock and shivering as he saw a figure walked up beside Andy. "You're late to the party." Andy commented towards him. "Sorry, pal... I had trouble getting here. You know, it's hard to disguise yourself sometimes in this place." Walter glared over at him. "Who are you?!?" He asked out of anger. "Oh, me? I'm The Archer... Part of The Chaotic and one of the most talented Gifted on Manus Luna. Or has my reputation been soiled over the years?" Rodrick, Walter and the father glared at them. "So be it... We will just have to --" He was stopped as Rodrick was suddenly punched and collapsed on to his knees. "W-what the...?" He mumbled. A figure now stood to the other side of Andy... "Elaine?!" He called out. "Sorry, father... I've decided to change sides." She said with a smile as she raised an ax in her hand. "Y-you... T-the Axe?!? But... What... No.... Three of the most notorious Gifted in front of me?! I -- I WILL NOT STAND FOR THIS!" He called out, bits and pieces of technology beginning to form above his right arm. "It is clear you have no intentions of being friendly..."
"We know of your plans, father..." Andy spoke out as Rodrick slowly stood back up. "You've been calling in people when they've felt sick or ill or like they've been drained of life... You take them in here and send them to your medical room, where you have Rodrick trap them using his ability. You then take they're lives, torturing them and sending they're half-remaining lives to The Following... What you've done is unacceptable! I also know you have two abilities.... One is manipulation over machine parts, the other... Well, you'd hate for people to find out about it, wouldn't you? Project Golem, am I right?" He asked, as the father growled out at this. "GET THEM!" He called out.
* * *
Moments passed since the fight had started, and the public only knew of how it ended... The church suddenly exploded as a parts of what looked like a giant mechanical arm fell down, just nearly missing civilians as they stood in shock and awe of the remains... The attention was becoming too great now, and they began to worry about the father they knew and trusted. Meanwhile, the father had collapsed on to his arms and knees, the mechanical parts that had formed around him now breaking apart. "N-no more... I -- I give up... Please... I -- I surrender..." He said as Rodrick and Walter both laid unconscious near by, The Axe and The Archer walking over to Andy. "That's not good enough... Now, I'll let The Following do what they want to you." He punched the father in his gut as he gasped and nearly collapsed, looking up as he saw a shadowed figure standing Andy, it's ominous look and eyes made the father widen his eyes in surprise before collapsing fully. The people ran to the remains of the church as they saw the father, Rodrick and Walter all unconscious... And the three members of The Chaotic were gone. Now, The Pressure would become well-known... And the tenth member of The Chaotic will finally be confirmed to the public.
* * *
"P-please... Another chance, that's all I ask!" The father asked as a figure stood in front of him. "No more chances for you, Randy... You've had it, and now, we will let the police do what they wish to you..." The superior stood over him, his presence alone forced Father Randy to stick close to the ground. "J-just more time... I -- I promise! Our plan for two years... Our promotions -- I -- I just need more time..." But the superior would have nothing of it, as his two lackeys stood behind him. "No chance, Randy... Now I must make one of you pay." He said as he walked over to Rodrick and knelt down by him, placing a hand on him. "W-what are you doing to him?! No, please!" But it was all too late, as the figure stood back up. "He is normal now... He will be saved by The Following because of me... You other two? Not so lucky..." The two lackeys then picked up Rodrick and Walter and slung them over they're shoulders. "NO! PLEASE.... DON'T LEAVE ME LIKE THIS! I can barely move! PLEASE!" But no one listened... And the three were soon gone, leaving Randy to the mercy of the law for his crimes...
* * *
"I want most of this incident covered up... Like who The Chaotic look like." The figure said as his two unusual lackeys followed. "Of course, master... We are at your command, as always. Anything else?" He asked. "Yes... Make sure Walter begs for loyalty... And as for Rodrick, well... He is a normal man now - he will be able to fit in The Following just fine. Everything is turning out nicely..."
~ End of Andrew's Introduction. ~
"Thank you. It is easy to speak of lies and manipulation when you have such idiots to control."
"Oh, I almost forgot... You have a visitor."
"I was wondering if I could see this revival trick for my own eyes?"
"Allow me."
"Impressive... It's just as I thought. You -are- a fake, as I thought."
"A-Andy!"
"I wish to know who you are, Mr. Andy."
"Just call me... The Pressure~"
~ Cathedral Square - Andrew's Introduction, Finale. ~
"The Pressure?" The holy father asked the purple-haired man, who continued to stand there glaring at them with his purple eyes. The two assistants stepped in front of the desk the father stood behind as they watched Andy with close care. "... I haven't heard of that before. Interesting name you chose to answer with though... It reminds me of a certain few others. Ever heard of The Axe? The Chill? The Brains?" The father asked him as he put a hand on the desk and turned so his left side faced Andy. "... Are you familiar with them?" He asked Andy. "... I'm here on my own business." Andy responded to him. "... Avoiding the question with such remarks is a bad thing to do. Elaine, how do you know this boy?" He asked her. "I -- I thought he was a good friend of mine. We went to school together when we were younger, but... He's changed now." She stepped back and leaned against a wall as she felt scared. "How dare you use the young woman for such selfish desires!" The stronger assistant told Andy, stepping forward as he walked closer towards him before stopping in front of him. "Father, I wish to have permission to engage with the enemy." He said. "Go ahead, my son. You have Harmonia's blessings." The father's comment made the stronger assistant widen his eyes and Andy could see the urge to kill rise up in them. "I thank you both." He said before removing his gloves and throwing them behind him. Then, he thrusts his hand forward towards Andy's face!
* * *
The doors suddenly snapped off the hinges where they were supported, sending them flying back a few before slamming onto the floor and gaining several cracks on them, pieces of wood sent flying until they stopped. Andrew was the first to emerge, jumping back as he landed and slide into an offensive stance, watching the stronger assistant walk out of the room also. "It is futile, Andy... You cannot defeat me." He told him. Andy chuckled a bit at this. "Wow... Big talk coming from an idiot who tried to use those doors just now. Tell me... What are you?" He asked the man. The stronger assistant placed his right hand gently on a wall nearby him. A symbol appeared on the wall as he slowly pulled his hand back, something forming out of the wall with the same material. Grabbing it, he jerked it out of the wall and the symbol faded, with the stronger assistant now holding a spear-like object. "You... Are a Gifted?!?" Andy asked him, to which he got a chuckle in response back. "Yes... Surprised? I'm sure you have heard of me before, but I vanished two years ago and was believed to be. I am Rodrick, The Creator."
~ Rodrick, The Creator!
Believed to be at least twenty-seven years old!
He stands at five feet, ten inches. Weighing in at around one hundred and eighty lbs! His body build makes him look muscular, his tanned body showing he has been out in the sun often! His brown hair and brown eyes make him look like a normal guy who works out!
His power is the ability the create multiple weapon types using structures around him. Of course, the weapon is only as strong as the materials it came from!
Rodrick, The Creator was once a notorious Gifted criminal, his powers made him able to get away with many jobs, including robbing, thieving and more! He vanished two years ago and was believed to be dead, but has really been working in one of The Following's churches in a secret plot! ~
"Now that makes sense. What doesn't make sense is why are Gifted working for The Following?!? Aren't you cleansed?!" Andy asked him, to which he got another chuckle back. "Sadly, that is not how this worked. You see, the father saved me in my time of need when I was on the run. I was almost caught too, until he came around and told me that he could me another chance at life. I took it of course, and in return for my services, he got The Following to let me go along with his little plot. For two years now I've been waiting, harnessing my powers more then ever before! You don't stand a chance, boy. This spear is as hard as the building it was made from! You can not win..." Rodrick chuckled after saying all of this. Andy shrugged his shoulders at this. "... If you say so." He commented towards him. Rodrick narrowed his eyes as he got into a stance. "Right then. Time to die." He spoke before charging forward and held his spear with both hands, getting ready to stab through Andy. Andy sighed and flicked his fingers, seemingly sending nothing, yet Rodrick suddenly stopped. He collapsed on to his knees as his staff snapped in half, breaking down into multiple pieces as each was sent colliding into the floor, while Rodrick had to force his hands on the ground to remain up. "Ugh... What.... I.... Can't move?!" He stated as Elaine, the father and the weaker assistant walked out of the room.
"Tell me young man... Was that you just now?" The father asked him, as Rodrick struggled to move in front of him. "And if it was?" He responded to him. "Bravo... You have pinned down Rodrick it seems. Now kindly release him..." The father asked Andy, who rose a brow at him. "Why?" He asked. "Because if you don't... Well, I can't guarantee what will happen next." This made Andy widen his eyes slightly, causing him to release Rodrick, who collapsed upon being released. "G-give me a minute..." Rodrick said as he caught his breath. "Father, please... I think we should just call the police and --" She stopped as she looked at the father this time. "F-father...?" She asked. "... Elaine, I need you to remain quiet from here." He told her as the weaker assistant stepped forward. He stopped as he held out his hand forward towards Andy as something went past him, only for an explosion to occur behind him. "What the...?" He asked himself as he blinked. "I am Walter, The Invisible Demolition. I may not appear much, but... Well, I'm much much tougher in my abilities then Rodrick is."
~ Walter, The Invisible Demolition!
Believed to be at least thirty-one years old!
He stands at five feet five inches, weighing in around one hundred and thirty lbs! He looks weak on the outside, having gray hair and dark blue eyes, yet on the inside is a cold and calculating person!
His power is to create a small spark that can create explosions with the snap of a finger. Each explosion spark has a certain time limit and must travel to the destined location before being able to be used.
Walter was once a wanted Gifted who used his power to disrupt people's jobs and work. He got the attention of The Following, who wanted to eliminate him for his nuisances, but he was too quick for them and always knew how to make his exits fancy. One day, he was visited by the holy father who offered him a chance to blow up as much as he wanted without having to worry about the police. Getting him off the leash just like Rodrick, Walter is in secret the better of the two despite his weak appearance. ~
"Now you will die... For such arrogance upon us." Walter mentioned as he held out his hands and two 'sparks' began to form just inches above his palms. Andy got into a stance as he prepared for an attack, until... Both sparks vanished as light cuts opened on his palms. "W-what?" Walter commented, looking shocked at this as he looked around for anyone. The father rose his brow in return as he glared over at Rodrick. "It -- IT WASN'T ME! Don't give me that look, father! I --" He stopped as the father held out a hand at this. "Enough... I will handle the boy. Find our in--" He was stopped as a bullet grazed his cheek and left a light cut on it too, making the father stand there in shock and shivering as he saw a figure walked up beside Andy. "You're late to the party." Andy commented towards him. "Sorry, pal... I had trouble getting here. You know, it's hard to disguise yourself sometimes in this place." Walter glared over at him. "Who are you?!?" He asked out of anger. "Oh, me? I'm The Archer... Part of The Chaotic and one of the most talented Gifted on Manus Luna. Or has my reputation been soiled over the years?" Rodrick, Walter and the father glared at them. "So be it... We will just have to --" He was stopped as Rodrick was suddenly punched and collapsed on to his knees. "W-what the...?" He mumbled. A figure now stood to the other side of Andy... "Elaine?!" He called out. "Sorry, father... I've decided to change sides." She said with a smile as she raised an ax in her hand. "Y-you... T-the Axe?!? But... What... No.... Three of the most notorious Gifted in front of me?! I -- I WILL NOT STAND FOR THIS!" He called out, bits and pieces of technology beginning to form above his right arm. "It is clear you have no intentions of being friendly..."
"We know of your plans, father..." Andy spoke out as Rodrick slowly stood back up. "You've been calling in people when they've felt sick or ill or like they've been drained of life... You take them in here and send them to your medical room, where you have Rodrick trap them using his ability. You then take they're lives, torturing them and sending they're half-remaining lives to The Following... What you've done is unacceptable! I also know you have two abilities.... One is manipulation over machine parts, the other... Well, you'd hate for people to find out about it, wouldn't you? Project Golem, am I right?" He asked, as the father growled out at this. "GET THEM!" He called out.
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Moments passed since the fight had started, and the public only knew of how it ended... The church suddenly exploded as a parts of what looked like a giant mechanical arm fell down, just nearly missing civilians as they stood in shock and awe of the remains... The attention was becoming too great now, and they began to worry about the father they knew and trusted. Meanwhile, the father had collapsed on to his arms and knees, the mechanical parts that had formed around him now breaking apart. "N-no more... I -- I give up... Please... I -- I surrender..." He said as Rodrick and Walter both laid unconscious near by, The Axe and The Archer walking over to Andy. "That's not good enough... Now, I'll let The Following do what they want to you." He punched the father in his gut as he gasped and nearly collapsed, looking up as he saw a shadowed figure standing Andy, it's ominous look and eyes made the father widen his eyes in surprise before collapsing fully. The people ran to the remains of the church as they saw the father, Rodrick and Walter all unconscious... And the three members of The Chaotic were gone. Now, The Pressure would become well-known... And the tenth member of The Chaotic will finally be confirmed to the public.
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"P-please... Another chance, that's all I ask!" The father asked as a figure stood in front of him. "No more chances for you, Randy... You've had it, and now, we will let the police do what they wish to you..." The superior stood over him, his presence alone forced Father Randy to stick close to the ground. "J-just more time... I -- I promise! Our plan for two years... Our promotions -- I -- I just need more time..." But the superior would have nothing of it, as his two lackeys stood behind him. "No chance, Randy... Now I must make one of you pay." He said as he walked over to Rodrick and knelt down by him, placing a hand on him. "W-what are you doing to him?! No, please!" But it was all too late, as the figure stood back up. "He is normal now... He will be saved by The Following because of me... You other two? Not so lucky..." The two lackeys then picked up Rodrick and Walter and slung them over they're shoulders. "NO! PLEASE.... DON'T LEAVE ME LIKE THIS! I can barely move! PLEASE!" But no one listened... And the three were soon gone, leaving Randy to the mercy of the law for his crimes...
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"I want most of this incident covered up... Like who The Chaotic look like." The figure said as his two unusual lackeys followed. "Of course, master... We are at your command, as always. Anything else?" He asked. "Yes... Make sure Walter begs for loyalty... And as for Rodrick, well... He is a normal man now - he will be able to fit in The Following just fine. Everything is turning out nicely..."
~ End of Andrew's Introduction. ~
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