Eris Jackson's Story

Connor was just finishing up making a batch of pancakes for the group when he got the call. The Superhero Apartment's land-line phone started ringing in its usual high pitched squeal. Everyone in the Squad knew what that sound meant. Only one person had the number for the apartment's land-line, and they only used it for one reason. Super Villains. Connor immediately stopped making pancakes and picked up the phone with serious intent. When it came to stopping villains he didn't joke around.

Liam was on the other end. Liam was the Mayor's assistant, and it was always him who called them. He didn't say much, he enver did. Connor liked that about him, because when there was an emergency that didn't need to talk much. Connor only needed the details. Today it was the Reapers, robbing a bank. Connor took down the address quickly and then rushed around the complex rounding up the members of the Squad who were there.

No doubt they would have of heard the phone ring as it sounded throughout the whole place so that they would never miss a call. Connor took it on himself to make sure to get them ready to go. Then he sent the missing members a text with the address and the word 'Reapers'. Though he wished that everyone would have done as he suggested and took to living in the apartment. It would make it so much easier if they all lived together.

Connor and the Squad who were there took the car they had ready for these occasions to the banks address. All up they were there in under five minutes. Which is impressive, but they have had plenty of practice at quick reaction speeds. The police had already set up a perimeter around the bank by the time they got there. Connor immediately made his way over to the Constable McMahn who the Squad usually dealt with. "So what's the situation here."

"Oh, I am glad to see you guys," Constable McMahon said the Squad. "So we got eyes on Blood and The Freak in the front with a small group of hostages. No sign of Dominus and Hellfire, but we have word of a small explosion from the western part of the building."

"Well, those two will be going for the vault," Connor said definitively. He didn't need eyes on them to know how they worked. Connor also knew whatever plan they came up with, he'd be going straight for Dominus and Hellfire, they were always his true targets. He looked to his team for their suggestions on tackling this situation.

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Outfit

Location{s} || Superhero Complex & Roof jumping at various different buildings

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Eris sat on her bed in her room, staring at the Rubik's Cube floating in front of her. In the background, Eris' favourite band that day, Message To Bears, happily chirped away. As Eris stared, the Rubik's Cube moved, rotating slowly as the pieces slid back into the right places. Her fingers tapped her skinny jeans as it moved, hardly breathing and not blinking at all. Her hazel eyes were intense and wide, and she was biting her lip as the Cube hovered and turned.

Slowly, but surely, the Cube was coming together. The pieces slid together, albeit slowly, and Eris let out a slow breath. Her finger tapped to the beat of the music, and once again it moved.

Ring ring!

Eris' expression faltered for just a second in surprise, and the Cube dropped onto the bed, before rolling onto the floor. "Dammit!" She muttered, touching her nose with her fingers. They came back bloody. Sniffing, Eris pinched her nose and grabbed a tissue, holding it there until the blood stopped. "Stupid phone." She muttered again, before her eyes lit up. The phone had rang! That meant...

"We got a mission!" Eris yelled at the top of her voice, placing the tissue in the bin. She did a once over in the mirror, making sure that the long jumper - a short one on poor Rebecca - didn't have any blood on it, before dancing out of her room. She spotted Connor on the phone, and grinned at him, pretty much bouncing.

Connor and the others headed to the car, and Eris tailed them. She could hear the buzzing of their minds, but blocked it out, focusing on the task at hand. So many thoughts were bouncing around her own skull, it was hard to concentrate. She just hoped that something bad would not happen - even though it was completely inevitable.

The car ride was bumpy and uncomfortable, but it was soon over. Eris could hear alarm bells ringing, and the screams of people's minds calling out for help. It was so bad she clasped her hands over her ears and winced every time something new came through. "This isn't supposed to happen..." She whined quietly. She couldn't help wondering if John was around - she knew he was inside, but his presence always affected her somewhat. This time it appeared to be amplification.

"We need to get the hostages out safely Connor." Rebecca spoke up from beside her. Eris flinched slightly, before giving her arm a squeeze. She was nervous, admittedly, but wouldn't let anyone else know. "I can do it. I can fit in the vents to get in." She volunteered, letting go of Rebecca. She projected to both Connor and Rebecca at the same time. "Just get me away from the police. And don't make me go near John. He's making my head weird already." She knew she had probably overcompensated, seeing that her powers were hypersensitive, so it had probably sounded like shouting to Connor and Rebecca. However, she was ready. Ready to do her part for the good of the people - and not as a guinea pig.

A green phone buzzed for a few seconds before lighting up with a generic envelope symbol. Simply put, it meant that there was a text message and given that it'd come from Sang-hyeok's burner phone there were only three possibilities: Connor, his dealer, or James. He wasn't into the whole superhero versus supervillain thing the same way that everyone else in Violet City appeared to be but even he knew better than to let the two lives spill together. His hand slid from the comfort of his sheets to the ugly device and punched in the pin code before his eyebrows visibly furrowed.

Reapers - Scorch

Of course it had to be those assholes from Reapers or Fifth Column or whatever the hell they wanted to call themselves this week. Of course they had to wreak havoc a mere six hours after he'd finally fallen asleep. They couldn't have waited until evening or night time as per Sang-hyeok's alias. No they needed to interrupt his routine at the most optimal of opportunities. It was like one of them knew his daily schedule or something.

Omw Sang-hyeok texted back before rolling out of his bed.

He had one copy of his psuedo-supersuit in his apartment so he decided instead of something that could blend in with the crowd while still being flexible. Fingerless gloves, cleats, and a mask were all obvious choices but when it came down to the shirt and pants he had...a tougher decision. Would he attempt maximum coverage in case of Hellfire's burns or give himself more flexibility and poison exposure? Outside of his fingers and fangs, he had no reliable way of delivering his poison. He didn't like the idea of milking his poison to make bombs and he wouldn't touch any of the villains with a ten foot pole, well not unless it was to beat their faces in.

Eh if I just dodge everything it shouldn't be a problem, he shrugged as he grabbed a performance jersey and a pair of jeans.

After an Uber ride and short walk, he caught up with Rebecca, Eris, and Connor who were debating how to secure the hostage while still taking down the others. Eris offered to crawl through the vents and it seemed like a fair idea...save the fact that any of the villains could probably shred her if they caught wind of what was happening.

"If we do that someone's gonna need to draw attention from Eris and well," he gestured toward the bank, "whatever is guarding the rest of the hostages."

Alex and Max both woke up this morning on the floor. For a moment, they forgot how they got on the floor of their lab, but then they remembered what they had been working on. A new, covert sleeping dart. They got into a fight about who was a better shot, and well....it did not end well. However, they did confirm it works, which was something. They were still only dabbling in chemistry, only create simple new chemicals for their disposal. Nothing too complex, just sleeping darts, tracking darts, paralytics, one dart that would give someone the unending craving for chocolate. They had not gotten to the more complicated stuff, like poison gases, genetic altering serums, or so on. The complicated stuff was very hard to find a purpose for anyways.

The sleeping darts had been used to help them get into NASA's storage facility undetected yesterday. Normally, that would be villain territory, but NASA's servers were not connected to the internet, and they needed that data for Rebeca. They needed to know if NASA had any data reguarding UFOs around the time Rebeca "appeared on Earth", more or less, as well as any flightpaths or unexplained distortions. Plus, it would help them compile their Galaxy Map. And they did ask NASA for the data. NASA said no. Very rudely, too. They insulted them when they said no. "Get lost, shrimps" is what they said. And then they laughed at them behind their backs. Then, Max went back as Gizmo, and they STILL said no! TO a superhero! NASA was apparently extremely rude. So, they forced their hands. At the very least though, they got the data now. And no one remembered or knew what happened.

Anyways, this new dart was smaller now, and more expendable. So it would be totally worth i.....

When Alex and Max woke up for a second time, they looked at each other puzzled. Only twenty minutes had gone by. "Did we accidentally create a chemical that knocks you out twice?"

"I think so" Alex answered. "Though, the second time is significantly shorter".

"How did we do that?" Max questioned.

"Chemistry is clearly not our forte. That should have never happened".

"Agreed" Max mentioned, taking the dart out of his neck. "Still a better shot though".

"Are not".

"Are too".

"Are not".

"Are too".

This went on for awhile, until they saw that Connor texted them. Apparently, they had been unconscious at the time he did. Alex got the Gizmo suit, while Max got the control matrix. Essentially, Max would set up a sort of mobile command post, and work with drone deployments and so on and work from a position that would let him survey the whole area, while Alex would go in and get a close eye on the situation. They would stay in contact to help synchronize their actions.

When the two got on scene, Max made sure not to be seen, but headed up to the highest rooftop in the area that gave him good coverage, and stayed in contact with everyone via the communicators. "Testing, Testing. Can't we ever get a day off?"

"Just get the drones into position. Make sure to establish a perimeter so they cant escape" Alex told him, as he met up with Connor. "So, what is the situation? Sorry I am late, but....well, lets just say a certain someone refused to admit he was wrong".

"WHAT!?! I was right! I hit you first, and my shot was way more accurate!"

"Was not!"

"Was too!"

"Was not!"

"Was too!"

Luckily, before Connor had to stop them, the drones finished their scans. "Okay, so here is the deal. Below the bank is an abandoned subway tunnel and a really large sewer tunnel. Both lead to major hubs where they could easily disappear. Eris, I am sending details of the ventilation systems to you and my brother, because you two are the only ones able to fit. Connor, there is a potential entrance slash exit between the bank and the building next door, the building next door is doing renovations so the walls are weaker, and they might be able to blow a hole through. Additionally, there are ten armored civilian vehicles on the street, but given the fact of how...destructive our fights get sometimes, its possible these are just civilian vehicles who thought getting armored vehicles was cheaper then getting them repaired all the time. Now, there is still the obvious exit of the front, and these people might just be insane enough to try it, so I have a sonic rifle pointed at the front door from my location. YOu know, being the better shot and all".

Alex flinched. "I am the better shot".

"Are not".

"Are too".

And, this just went on until someone stopped them.

"This isn't supposed to happen..." Erin whined a little from behind Connor. He turned and saw her looking a little uncomfortable which he knew meant she was hearing a few too many thoughts. He knew John would have to be around somewhere. He scanned the area and noticed there were a lot of police around, plus all the pedestrians that hand gathered to look on. Though they'd be leaving soon when they realised it was just another Super Villain scheme. They citizens of Violet City were far too used to it.

"Focus, and try blocking them out," Connor said gently, trying to encourage her. Though he didn't know much about her abilities worked. He was just trying to help.

"We need to get the hostages out safely Connor," Rebecca said approaching him and Eris. Connor nodded in agreement, that had to be their first priority. Eris volunteered to go through the vents and get the hostages out. It sounded like an all right plan and Connor agreed that it was a job that would get here away from all these people and hopefully avoid John. He listened to Eric's input when he showed up, but before he could say anything the twins arrived, jumping into the conversation in their usual fashion. Arguing.

Surprisingly they didn't need Connor to break them up this time. He handed out the communication devices to the group and got to Max jump straight into the details he'd picked up about the building. Connor listened already formulating a plan or two in his mind. Then of course the twins fell back into arguing.

"Yeah, yeah, you're both great shots,"Connor said cutting them off. Then he wrapped an arm around Alex's head and covered his mouth with his hand to shut him up and stop him responding to his brother's taunt. "Okay. Eris do your vent thing and get the hostages out, there's an entry on the roof, Becca's going to get you up there, right?" He said looking at Rebecca, signalling for her to use her abilities to get Eris on the roof. "Let us known when you've done that and we are free to kick some villain ass."He said to Eris holding out his hand for a fist bump. "Oh and Becca, once you've done that, me and you are going to go check out the explosion and wait for the all clear."

Then Connor turned to Eric and Alex. "You're right, Eris needs a distraction. The two of you need to get in there, take the two watch guards by surprise and get them away from the hostages. Use one of the ways Max suggested or walk through the front door, I don't care." Then Connor stopped and looked straight at Eric addressing him directly, "And absolutely none of the hostages are to be harmed in friendly fire or anything."

"All right, let's go team."

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Outfit

Location{s} || Bank

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It wasn't long before the others turned up. First, the arrival of Gizmo - the twin boys that were the only other people she knew that were even relatively close to her age - was very obvious. They practically came arguing, and Eris clasped her hands to her ears again, muttering "Shut up, shut up, shut up." She knew that they couldn't hear her, they were too busy bickering to hear Eris, so even Rebecca and Connor couldn't hear her. Finally, someone stopped them, and Eris took her hands off her ears.

"Focus, and try blocking them out," Connor told her gently, and Eris did her best to not scowl. She was trying, of course she was, but she was having a mental overload. She imagined closing all the links to everyone around her, but it just made the voices quieter, as if there was a dull buzzing in the back of her skull. It was better, at least. Eris sighed, exhausted already. Not only had she pushed herself already, but holding certain links open while others was closed was a lot of work, and it was giving her a headache. She rubbed her temples, trying to concentrate.

Then Eric turned up, before inputting that Eris would need a distraction to get it. She rolled her eyes. She hated to admit it, but it was true. She would need a way in, although she did have a few tricks up her sleeve to distract them herself.

After Connor gave the all clear, and she had fist bumped him for good measure, Eris headed over to Rebecca, before holding onto her arm again. She joked about flying, but Eris wasn't really listening. She was trying to push the screaming out of her head again. She nodded slightly, staring forwards towards the bank, trying to see inside. She could see a huge, cat-like creature, and red globules whizzing around inside. A few seconds later and the screaming started up. "Someone went down." She muttered absently, chewing her nails and looking forward still. Finally, Eris returned to her senses and turned to Rebecca with a smile. She touched her forehead and the sinking and twisting feeling in her stomach finally came to life, before Rebecca took her hand. She squeezed it affectionately, as she knew it was for comfort. Eris took a deep breath and kicked off the ground, in a sort of jumping motion, except she rose much higher into the air, as the gravity was shifted. Eris' ears popped painfully, and she winced slightly. It was nothing compared to the headache she was getting.

Eventually, Rebecca had directed them to the rooftop, and Eris let out a huge breath when she touched down and felt Earth's gravity regain it's grip on her body. Her ears popped once again, and the intense pulling feeling made her legs feel weak. She stumbled forwards slightly, but Rebecca was there, which made Eris immediately straighten up and try to regain her balance. After a few seconds, Rebecca waved goodbye and jumped off. Eris wasn't worried. She could hear her fear as she fell safely.

Eris examined her surroundings until she saw the opening of the vent. Hurrying over, she tugged at it, before becoming disappointed to find that it was screwed on tight. Frowning slightly, she concentrated for a few seconds, before the bolts flew off and the vent fell towards her with a slight clatter. Smiling to herself, Eris eased herself in and began crawling.

The maze of silver stretched out in front of her, but even from inside the vents she could hear the growling of the cat-creature. She followed it, before hearing whispering and an intense heat. She decided to pass by just as her ears started ringing with a stupidly high pitched tone. Ignoring it, she continued on. John was probably right below her, and she didn't want to encounter him right now. She had a job to do.

She kept crawling until she came to a grate in the vent. It was obviously in the ceiling of the hostage room, as she could see the armour plating on the cat creature, and the top of the blond boy's head. A few of the hostages caught her eye, but Eris gave them a quick gesture to shut them up. They ignored her after that.

Eris then had an idea. The others weren't in there yet, but Eris had no doubt that they were coming. So, she shouted. Mentally, of course. "Oi! Suckers! Over here!" She began with, stifling her giggles with a hand. Then, after a moment of recklessness passed in her mind, she smashed the glass away from the civilians and towards the villains, before flicking them with the little bits of glass. Finally, she flicked the alarm switch with a quick mental motion, before crawling towards the bottom end of the vents to ground level. Now, she'd have to wait, and hope that what she'd done was enough to confuse them before the main guns came barrelling in.

Alex listened, and watched, and protested having his mouth covered, but none of that was more annoying then when Eris and Rebecca left. Without him. After Connor told them both to go in. He could hear Max snickering in the background. So, Alex climbed up a building, and used his grappling hook to get over there. He was still ticked off they left him there.

Meanwhile, Max was examining the area while keeping the sonic rifle aimed. "Okay you two, listen up. I am not entirely sure, but parts of this bank don't match the original blueprints. I am sure it will be fine though. Eris, Alex, whatever you do, don't go left at the second intersection. It will litterally take you over the villians. And if you take the third right....well, you wind up in the garbage".

"Okay, any other tips?" Alex asked.

"Uhhh.....well, its probably nothing....but one of the safety deposit boxes in that bank belonged to Bombardo, that crazy villain from twenty years ago that liked to make bombs that once it detected heavy vibrations started counting down till...well boom. Anyways, apparently no one bothered to open it....but, I am sure you will be fine!"

As Alex followed Eris in, he had serious doubts. Then, something came to him. The lights. The moment Eris broke the glass and and launched it at the villains, Alex shut down the lights so they wouldn't be able to see. Meanwhile, Max set the sonic rifle to its highest setting, enabled thermal vision, and shot at them with the sonic rifle, through a wall, while still able to see them thanks to thermal vision.

Max also tasked all the drones to prevent any of the villains from escaping through any of the exits. If they tried, the drones would be there to slow them down till they could arrive.

When Connor gave the signal, Eric turned toward the fire manipulator, rolling his eyes behind his mask.

"I'm a vigilante not a savage."

Besides I'm not the one who sets things on fire for a power.

He pulled his hood over and gestured for Gizmo (rather Alex in Gizmo's suit) to go forward. Though young, the twins managed to figure out a way to be physically on par with any of the other supers that inhabited Violet City. It was admirable, even if Sang-hyeok never particularly related to him. He never had much affection for engineering or robotics and the closest he ever got to figuring out computers worked was a summer IT job when he was a teenager. Not terrible for a sophomore, but nothing exciting considering that most of his advice came out to "have you tried turning it on and off again?". These guys though? They were actually putting their brains to use in saving the city and one day they might grow into something more than twin brats.

For now he had a nice, metal shield controlled by a prepubescent...or so he thought until Alex departed with Rebecca and Eris.

"Guess I'll be a one man show today" he shrugged as he stretched his fingers, "and I'll be damned if anyone shows me up."

He wasn't good at these sorts things: strategies, tactics, macro play (as Starcraft II players called it) so he was probably pulling most of it out of his ass; however, he was a performer. He knew how to get people's attention and keep it, even if it meant playing the fool.

Without a word he sprinted up the steps and slammed the door open (rather easy considering that they were wooden), coming face to face with concerned citizens, some collapsed (hopefully not dead) guards, and well...not very much light. His night vision made it easy to spot everyone (any prowling villains included) but he was still cautious enough to keep his back against the wall.

"Sorry I'm late everyone. These nutjobs are getting more and more common these days."

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Outfit

Location{s} || Bank

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Okay. Darkness and distraction. Those were valid tactics even if they pissed James off. He would rather take on an opponent of five out in the open rather than fumble around in the dark. He frowned slightly. That girl sounded familiar, but before he could think on it, he was forced to conjure a shield of bloody goo to block the shards of glass sent his way.

"Pfft... I'm not going to fall to amateur tricks," he boasted. Of course, that was when he heard a sonic boom and he felt himself fly back into a wall. He groaned before standing up, stretching a little as his healing factor allowed himself to adjust.

"Now, that wasn't nice," he growled, sending a bunch of blood bullets in the direction the sonic boom came from before another person joined the fray. It sounded like Nightcrawler. He grinned.

"Last I checked, you were drunk off your ass, Nighty," he said, sending a few more bullets his way. He turned to his partner, suddenly remembering he wasn't alone.

"Hey, Freak, do you mind being my eyes or nose or whatever? I'm firing blind here. It's kind of naughty, shutting off the lights. It's as though these so-called heroes don't care if I accidentally harm someone," he said, raising his voice at the last statement.

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Eris flinched as one of the twins came to life in her ear. That was right. She had placed that comms device in her ear, opening herself up to even more noise. She shook her head and continued crawling, avoiding the garbage and toppling out from the vents on top of cat-boy and blood-dude. From there, she continued to crawl until there was a slight drop; she eased herself off of the edge and thudded lightly onto the metal below her feet. She turned to look behind her at the other twin who had followed her in - she was surprised that he fit in the vents with the huge suit on, and how he was doing so relatively quietly - or at least, how the villains below them didn't hear him clomping around. Sighing, Eris shook her head, and continued on. Back on her hands and knees, she crawled towards the vent on ground level.

At the bottom, she was stopped by a grate. Carefully using her powers, she unscrewed the vent and it clattered on the ground. In the dark, Eris stumbled forwards, sticking by the walls and trying to get herself towards some of the hostages. She could 'feel' their presence through her telekinesis. She shuffled towards the doors, with a quick push, hoping she wasn't being too loud. She could hear Sang-Hyeok making his entrance, and Blood-boy making a quick taunt back. Apparently Blood-boy knew Eric, but Eris wasn't going to question it. She patted the leg of a hostage and gestured to the door with a quick mental picture, before following it up with the vent. Unfortunately, because of the amplification effect, it probably projected to everyone in the room quite loudly - cat-boy and blood-dude included.

Eris had to stifle a whine as she heard a dripping noise on the floor. Dismayed, she touched her hand to her nose to find it was bleeding. Saying a naughty word she'd heard Rebecca say several times before, Eris pinched her nose to try and stem the flow of blood and hoped that Blood-dude hadn't realized she was bleeding, or control her blood.

"My nose is bleeding." She sent to Rebecca mentally, straining against the effort. It most likely projected to others, but Eris tried to ignore that fact. She reigned in her panic and sat next to the wall, taking a few breaths in the dark, before tapping a few of the hostages on the leg and sending more mental pictures of the vents and how to get there. At least that way, they wouldn't be blocked by the cat-creature-person. Eris could detect his very human-like thoughts, giving away it wasn't some Dire-tiger or something. Frowning to herself, she crawled back towards the vents, ignoring the sounds of her partners doing what sounded like fighting. Hurrying along, she hoped nothing would stop her.

(Is this still alive? If enough people show activity in the OOC, I will edit this into a post. Sorry for the delay)