Name: The Defender
Location: Pocket Dimention
The Defender hovered there with him man's throat in his hand as the man laughed,
"Stupid Defender you shouldn't have gotten close to me" The man spoke with his heavy accent just before a powerful blast of negative energy sending The Defender flying back. However, before he could go to far he dug the claws of his metal arm into the fabric of reality itself to stop himself, he was surprised not expecting a shock wave of that power to be emitted especially after the man was injected with the sedative. The Defender looked around, the negative was so powerful that it was causing the pocket dimension to collapse.
"You know the one reason you don't want to mess with me?" The Defender said in a deep dark voice as his eyes flashes a dark red and his left hand seemed to grab onto nothing but with a small tug the man the Defender was facing could feel his power being ripped away from him. "At any second I could take your powers away from you. I could even, if I chose too, remove you from all of existence. I choose to allow every living creature in existence to live." The Defender finished as he saw the fear in the man's eyes. Suddenly the sedative kicked in and the man started to waver
"You have lost in the long run Defender, the Syndicate has found how to turn others into gods! Soon even you will be rivaled by members." The man said with a wide grin
"Hail the Syndicate and hail the Dark One." the mad added before passing out.
The Defender grabbed the man before leaving his dimension just before it collapsed in on itself. When he entered back into Pawa he softly landed on the street without the slightest noise, but anybody with even the slightest power could feel the power oozing from the Defender. The power was so strong that any power sensors within the city that where not state of the art was broken and then even those hit their max. He could feel some street dwellers that siphoned other's energy to get their own, before they could get anywhere near him he teleported the man into the Defender Corps HQ jail, sending instructions over their network then teleporting himself over the building.
Name: The Dragon
Location: Hidden cave hideout
The Dragon left is cave after an unsuccessful interrogation only finding out that the leader of the Syndicate was known as the Dark One. He started back to Pawa when suddenly he felt a great almost crushing power coming from the city, the only other time that he felt a power close to that was when the Defender created the Great Rift. Could it possibly be the Defender? Was the creation of a rift just a sample of his power or could he have possibly become even more powerful since the battle of Kaw?
The Dragon continued on to the city, if the Syndicate was to be stopped was if he helped as best as he could he refused to join the Defender corps but he would help take down the Syndicate. As he entered the city he could feel that something was going to happen, if the Syndicate wasn't stopped soon another power war could happen yet again.
Name: Deimos Thor
Location: Syndicate lab, Upper District Pawa
Right after Deimos "exploded" rubble of the street above him started to fall and pin Deimos underneath it, but before it got too bad for Deimos it started to be lifted up as a silver mist surrounded Deimos putting the street back together. Deimos had no idea what to do and was tempted to try to hit it with his lightning but since it wasn't hurting him Deimos figure it was best to not try and attack it. Once the mist was gone Deimos looked around with no idea how to get out, "How should I get out?" he said to himself looking around the room. Deimos sat down and did his best to think, "Well I got into this place by falling down, maybe the best way to get out is to go up. Ready crystal? he said looking down the the glowing blue crystal hanging around his neck. The then looked up at the ceiling above him, creating lighting in his hands. Once there was enough lighting in his hands, enough that it was even crawling up his arms to his shoulders, he thrusted his arms into the air, the lightning hit the ceiling and for a second Deimos didn't think his plan was going to work but just then the concrete started to crack, the lightning quickly broke through to the surface designating anything in its way. Once Deimos could see the sky he stopped his blast and started jumping up the hole he just created.
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About an hour after the Defender's reappearance from his fight all TV stations across Sta-ran where hijacked by an untraceable signal.
Any TVs on throughout Sta-ran flickered before the image of a dark room came on screen. Nothing in this room could be seen except for a dark hooded figure could be seen. No details of the figure could be made out except for the glow of dark orange dragon like eyes coming from underneath the hood.
"Citizens of Sta-ran, I am your savior, The Dark One." A dark garbled echoey voice came from the figure. "I am the leader of the group known as the Syndicate, a group that many of you probably know as a crime organization. Well all of that is
LIES told to you by the Defenders and their tyrannical leader the Defender himself." The Dark One then raised up a dark clawed 3 fingered hand that looked to be scaled in the little bit of light in the room, "I have every plan to
crush that good for nothing so called hero." As he said this he clenched his hand into a tight fist. "How many of you know the Defender's death toll?" He continued, "I can inform you that it is way higher than mine, or even the total of the Syndicate, is. Now please join with me and fight the rule of the Defender! In the following weeks we plan on disrupting law enforcement as much as we can and we invite as many of you as you wish to join us in doing so. Soon the Syndicate will rise as the Defender falls and only then will there be true equality and peace. None of you will have to live in fear of the monster that rules this planet now." The broadcast then went to black before a giant silver S stylized to look as if made from flames appeared on screen rotating, and there the stations where left until the Dark One's next broadcast.