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Bardock [0] Rebel, one saiyan army
Amazo(New Earth) [0] Amazo is a powerful android created Professor Ivo, fueled by his hatred of the Justice League, and obsession with evolution.
Gill (Travis Linton's Squirtle) [0] The Pokemon Squirtle, found injured by a vehicle while Travis was on his way to school.
Peter Petrelli(Season 3) [0] Peter Petrelli a former hospice nurse, on the mission to stop his family from destroying the world.
Mace Windu (Special Version) [0] Mace Windu is a Jedi on the Jedi Council A very powerful one. And this is a Windu you don't want to make upset...
Clark Kent [0] Clark Kent is a super-powered alien from the planet Krypton, who lives in Smallville and works in Metropolis as a reporter at the Daily Planet. He also secretly fights crime
Lucy [0] Is a 18 year old Diclonius that has an alternate personality.
Agent Peter Burke [0] A no-nonsense federal agent in the FBI's White Collar Crime Unit;
Gojira (Godzilla) [0] Godzilla is the King of Monsters.
The Joker [0] The Clown Prince of Crime

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Revan folds his arms over his chest and says "That is somewhat of how I feel. When I first appeared here, I saw these...books I think they are called. and they talked about me and all of my accomplishments. It was scary accurate. Something just isn't right."

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Los Angles, California: Heroes Trailer Area

Peter's actions were rash of course, but he simply wanted answers about the situation. He had to stop Pinehearst from giving everyone powers, and he had to free his mother from her coma. Don't worry I'll save you mom, and I'll get the family back together. He also began to feel a singe of guilt for beating up Sylar...his brother, simply because he'd warned off of the dangers of teleporting off to Pinehearst. Peter tucked his gun away in his pants pocket. and got out of the car. "I'll find the copy cat me, you guys...um..don't get intro trouble. Also Himura we just rode in a car, and yeah were going to find the man who put us here. Himura, Morgan you two find another way to get in the stuod" Peter then became invisible, and entered the studio, not aware he was being watched by the CTU agent Jack.
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Jon Osterman was a man of many occupation's, and one very hard to figure out. Jon had simply wanted a simplistic life, but after the bombing of Hiroshama his father pushed him into Nuclear Physics. Being the respectful son he was he agreed to his father's demands, and actually become interested. However his subject lead to him helping the Military with the Project involving the disintegration of objects via the instinct field. This was to help the United States against the Cold War, should nuclear war ensue.

However Jon ended up a victim of his project, and due to the human rights the entire project was shut down Permanently. However he'd been reborn as the master of molecular manipulation Dr. Manhattan. Quickly he became a pawn of the American Government, around this time people dressed up in costumes and fought crime. However he was a being who actually wielded powers, god-like abilities. He was revealed to the public in the 60's, and made sure that American remained a world power, preventing the Cold War, and helping the Vietnam War. However many years had passed since the fallen hero's glory days, in fact he was now living on self exiled isolation on the planet Mars.

He'd only returned to earth briefly, to help his farmer comrades prevent a nuclear war. Upon this time he decided to teleport off, but instead a bright white light blinded him, and he appeared in the middle of LA nude, and glowing brightly. He looked around taking in his surroundings. This Situation has changed greatly, is it possible that with intense focus I have broken through the Time Barrier? He began walking around, immediately people contacted the police for two crimes he never thought he'd be associated with Streaking...and Endangering the lives of drivers.

Washington, D.C: The White House
Sylar had been fighting Government agents for a while, but now it had simply grown annoying. He'd told his father he could demolish the agents with a thought. I never knew my thoughts would be put the test. oh well. It seems the President has vanished, no doubt due to Bennet. Sylar dropped his gun, but at the same time, disarmed several of the Secrete Service agents, before releasing stream's of electricity on the agents to literally burn their flesh out. The sparks around Sylar's hands died out, as Sylar looked at Palmer and Obama, both once shaking hands.

Sylar used Telekenesis to pull a seat over to himself, the Serial Killer took a seat, and looked over at the two Presidents. "Now then? Were is the President? You'd best tell me, unless you want to end up like your little buddies"


New York City, New York
Clark Kent was your seemingly average man, with a somewhat un-average story. Clark Kent was adopted by Jonathan and Martha Kent, both unable to have a child of their own. They raised this boy, who grew accustomed to the farm life. After high school he attended a local College near his home, so he could balance his studies, and farm work. Around this time his father became involved in politics, but died of a heart attack after becoming a Senator. His mother Martha took over her husband's job, and departed from Smallville a year later. It was two to three more years before this son of a family now involved in politics, became a reporter at the Daily Planet.

However there were various secret's about the young man including his extraterrestrial heritage, and his crime fighting activities as the awe inspiring Blur, Clark's life was taking a turn in the wrong direction after learning he was to cause the end of humanity in the time span of one year. He thought the disaster had begun, only hours ago had he used his blood to heal the wounds of his ally Major Zod, the man who murdered his father. However upon returning home to rest, he vanished in a flash of light, and now appeared in the middle of New York City.

Quickly his body soaked in radiant amount of solar energies, and he learned he was in New York City, after speaking to a vendor. However this was when things became strange, as he heard a man speaking about Krypton. No...it's starting to make sense! Clark moved forward at blistering speeds, pinning Jason to a wall" How the hell do you know I'm from krypton!? Your with Zod aren't you!? Clark had been able to easily overpower this man, with his superior strength. When you were able to tear apart metal like paper, pinning people to walls was an easy feat. "ANSWER ME!"
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Buu laughed as the weaker saiyan warrior attempted to harm him with punches and kicks, he and his ally Son Goku both attempted to fight him in the basic Super Saiyjin state, before they fused into the one power capable of harming him. Of course after he consumed them they were separated, and he resumed his rampage. Buu sent Vegeta flying into some rubble with a nearby kick, however it seems police were setting up a blockade around the area, and that's when he sensed some dying life force's. Another combatant has entered? MUHAHA! Buu levitated gathering energy in his hands" VEGETA! come out so you can DIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

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(You may know CLark well, but I know Jason well enough to know his next move will work)

NEW YORK, NY

Jason listened to the iron man, then saw someone moving toward him at great speed. FOr a kid he had some pretty big strength. He held Jason against a wall.

"How the hell do you know I'm from krypton!? Your with Zod aren't you!? ANSWER ME!"

THe guy had some intense strength, but Jason knew and if this kid knew anything, it took more than strength to win in combat.

Jason, using his left arm gouged the boy's eyes. THis distracted him enough to let Jason go. Jason then unleashed a swift punch to the stomach, and a lower kick to drive the boy down to the cement below. Jason pulled out a pistol and aimed at the boy's head. No one was around due to the EMpire State Building, so Jason worried not about civillians panicing.

"FIrst off kid, I wouldn't touch me again. Second off, I don't even know you. Third off, I don't know who a Zod is or what it is or whatever. Next time maybe you should use your brains befor eyou completely act out your actions."

LOS ANGELES, CA


Jack followed the group closely. THe one with the gun gave instructions to split up.....then simply vanished. He just......wasn't there anymore. However if Jack looked closely.....a small distoriantation of light was moving. As soon as the others left, Jack followed the distorted light. Gun at the ready, and as stealthy as possible.

WASHINGTON D.C.

Palmer and Obama watched in shock as the man unleashed several bolts of electricity into their agents. He then.....used the force or something and pulled over a chair.

"Now then? Were is the President? You'd best tell me, unless you want to end up like your little buddies."

Obama spoke in a tone that asked 'Where the hell have you been?'

"I am the president. Now you better have good reason for being here!"

(I hope you're not planning on killing them)

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Revan blinks behind his mask, then looks over at where Jason had got slammed up against a wall. He takes two steps before Jason escapes his predicament. Revan chuckles as Jason says for the kid to use brains next time. so very true.

Revan walks over and says "It takes more than brute force to 1. Get answers and 2. Win a fight. It would be wise of you to learn this." He looks at the newcomer.

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New York City, New York

After his gruesome slaughter of said police force, Logan stood amongst the rubble that was once the Empire State building. Of course, figuratively speaking, the building itself would be down. And with those two up there fighting, and him down below, how the hell would he get his answers? He wasn't superman, he couldn't fly. That was obvious. What would he do? The only thing he thought would possibly get him anywhere...

...he took the elevator up in the next building over.

It didn't take him but, say, possibly ten minutes to reach the top, and upon exiting the elevator, he came to witness further enforcement officers stationed in this building. These guys, though, they were special. They had automatic machine guns on them, snipers, magnums, the whole she-bang. Nice. Another kink in his plans. Using stealth, the best he could, he slipped out of the elevator undetected, finding himself in at least one unoccupied room. Looking for possible exit routes to the buildings roof, he spent some time coming to find that...it wouldn't happen that way. Just great. Welp', the only other method would have to suffice then.

"Hey, chumps, mind pointing out the nearest roof access point?" Logan comments, coming around the corner of the room. Immediately, three armed men direct their guns at him, shouting at him to get down on the ground; that he was in a restricted area. Once again, authority. Did he really want to get down on the floor, as dirty as it may be? Hell no.

"...Isn't that just nice. Ask a question, get shouted at. Guns pointed at. Threatened. World's become a hell hole..." Logan mutters, unleashing his claws before the three men. Two of them immediately open fire, whilst the third, of course, being a comic book nerd in his youth, realized who he was. In a frenzy, he quickly gets onto his radio signalling for immediate backup, that, as oddly as it sounded, Wolverine of the X-men was in the building, they needed heavy fire, shoot to kill.

That did it, he'd heard enough. They knew who he was, that he was from the X-men, and now, he knew they were going to try and kill him. Tch, that wasn't going to happen. Not today, not before his questions were answered.

"How the hell do you know me!!" He shouts in rage, dashing forward. Extending both arms out to the side, he takes the shots to the chest, abdomen, and head as his claws reap deadly havoc on the corridor walls on either side of him. Plaster, wood, and glass, spray all over the place as his claws shred everything they touch. He was one pissed off mutant now.

It wasn't but seconds before he comes upon the first man, instantly impaling the man in the chest, before spinning around and slamming him into one of the walls. The plaster wall crumples beneath the force of the blow whilst Logan's other hand instantly lashes out, impaling the other man in the cranium. The blades pass directly through the mans skull, the claws coming to stop a short distance just before the third mans eyes. Logan instantly releases the men, before rounding onto the third man and grabbing him by his vest.

"What the fuck is going on, bub. How do you know me?" Logan growls, the man shaking in his boots. The guy only had moments before Logan would kill him, but he quickly spills everything.

"I...I don't know man, seriously. I woke up today, just like I do everyday, and then I get a call from HQ saying that abnormal shit's going down. Some pink monster blew up the Empire state building. For christ's sake, Godzilla, man, Godzilla. He attacked Tokyo, just like out of the freaking movies. And now, you're standing in front of me. Wolverine, the guy from the X-men comics, and movies. It just, it's not right! It don't make sense. This is the REAL WORLD man, you guys all don't exist!" The man shouts.

Logan ponders on this for a brief second before suddenly, even more men with guns pour out of every crevice that could possibly exist in the building. A firefight immediately ensued, and Logan, being himself, and having gotten his answers, uses the guy he held onto as a partial sheild, his free hands blades acting as his second shield. He plows through countless men, hacking and slashing away when necessary, before finally finding a stairwell acess.

"Goin' up..." he says, leaping from stair to stair.

Upon reaching the doorway access to the rooftop, he finds it locked, tight. With a quick motion; he kicks the door open, only to come upon various snipers on the rooftop. One immediately turns around; slamming a heavy slug betwixt his eyes. This was a serious gun; and Logan stumbled forward onto his knee's. The pain was excruciating; but it wasn't near enough to kill him. Landing upon his hands, he looks up as the slug slowly recedes from his skull, before he suddenly charges forth. His movements nearly feral, he clambers forth on all fours before getting back to his feet. With a leap into the air, he plunges both arms forward, impaling the man in either shoulder, before tumbling upon him into a roll. The momentum carried him and the man around, before Logan ended upon his back. With both feet; he slams them into the mans chest, vaulting the guy into the air, and, coincidentally, off the side of the building.

The remaining men, completely in shock, switch to their pistols and auto's, before firing madly at him. Once again, he takes vicious amounts of bullets, completely ignoring them as he continues his relentless slaughter upon them. Finally, as the last man is impaled through the throat, Logan thrashes his arm out to the side, too, throwing this man off of the side of the rather tall building.

Looking back at the door he came through, he notices a few men standing there, mouths gaping, before they quickly turn and scramble back down. It seemed they'd had enough of him. Good. It'd make things a hell'uv'a lot easier. He was only around ten floors below the actual height of the Empire State building, and hoping that his voice would carry, he quickly hollers out.

"Hey! Yeah! You! The overgrown piece of spit out gum!" He yells out, cupping his hands around his mouth as he did so...

Tokyo, Japan

It had already been sometime, and as Galen came to enter the city, he noticed panic all around him. Yes, it seemed as if war had struck this planet. The more he looked around, the more it seemed as if it could have actually been the empire doing this. But, now all seemed quiet, aside from the panic itself. No more gunfire, no more screaming beast. Just what was happening, and what was this planets name. He couldn't see a thing, he needed leverage.

With stealth, and precise movements, Galen quickly escalated himself up the side of a building, increasing his speed as he did so. The building was rather large, but with his force abilities, it posed no real problem to scale it. As he reached the top, his eyes scanned about, noticing that this planet...was rather different. It seemed as if this planet...were far more primative than those he had otherwise seen, aside from his home planet of Kashyyk. Strange. This city was rather large, but he'd seen far larger. It seemed... minuscule in comparison. It was upon that moment that his eyes came to catch a strange occurance going on. A being, no...six beings, wreaking absolute havoc. It was quite...odd, this beings abilities. And why the senseless destruction? They were no stormtroopers, from the looks of it, nor was it behaving like any sith he had heard, or seen. Of course, a Jedi wouldn't do such a thing. What, and who, was he?

Los Angeles, California

"Perish..." came a silken laced voice, as a claw permeated in green struck down a pitiful mortal, a human. The acidic consequences rendered the man to be torn asunder, before the corrosive substance began to eat away at the dead remnants of the mans flesh. How he detested humans, and their weakness.

But that was not the matter at hand. The matter at hand...was where was he. Why had things suddenly become like this? The last noted memory he had was his prior battle with his foolish half-brother, Inuyasha. All he could remember was his unleashed attack, colliding with his pesky brothers Wind Scar. It had seemed as if his attack might prevail, when suddenly a blinding white light had ensued; leaving him here. His eyes, for a second, he thought were deceiving him, but...upon aimless wandering, and various humans coming upon him, only to perish in mere seconds, it dawned on him, that...he was indeed not seeing things, and this was no pointless dream.

"...This is quite...irritating, to say the least..." His voice echoes, as he comes to meander down the center of a street. By this time, the world had all been plunged into chaos from the events that had come to pass. Televisions screamed apocalypse in the making; though...Sesshoumaru knew nothing of what a television was. His own ideas were that the foolish mortals had been sucked into the box by magic. But, he did take note of the words that were spoken. He'd heard of the man saying something about fictional characters coming to life; but he could not really decipher what that had meant. He didn't spend much more time gawking, as he thought that he was waisting valuable time. He could easily be searching out answers instead.

Looking around; a blackened sphere engulfs his body as he quickly uses it to move across large distances. Coming upon 'Hollywood', he comes to cease before a conglomeration of studios. What was this...Hollywood? Strange. This world was very different from his own. Things were so...complicated. It was getting on his nerves. His eyes spotted what seemed to be transportation moving about, but it was a far cry from what he knew of. Where he hailed from, there was only horses drawing carriages. These things...they were of course on wheels, but they were not made of wood. And they certainly were not open, or covered by cloth. They were made of steel, much like the weaponry of his world. They also seemed to growl, or emit noises, like beasts. Did the humans find a way to use magic and seal demons into these...things? This only further enraged him.

As a single truck came bearing down on him; as he had crossed the road directly through the middle, rather than use the crosswalks, of course since it was beyond his knowledge, he turns to face it. Hearing a blaring noise, he narrows his eyes upon it; anger welling up in him. His eyes caught sight of a human within it, and his fangs bear.

"...Foolish mortal; how dare you regard me like that." He snarls, his right hand extending out as several whips of greenish light escape his digits. The truck begins to slow, but it was too late for the man as the tendrils of light quickly fall upon the vehicle, slicing through it, and reducing it into several pieces; along with the man inside...

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(Dude Sm..Clark's invulnerably ALL around, some scissors broke when they tried to cut his hair, bullets broke into tiny pieces when they hit his eyes...)(If Jason tries to punch Clark all his bones broke, and he's a pile of broke bones..dead serious...)(Now..I need a plan for Sylar, I don't want Obama and Palmer to die. But remember if you've seen Watchmen Jon basically works for the Government.....and he's in the middle of LA, maybe CTU is dispatched to get him..plz..)(Also Sylar still is shape shifted into the Secrete Service agent)

New York City, New York
Buu was enjoying his battle's, which he was completely dominating as usual, the guy with blades, Vegeta, and he sensed some low level powers fading away. That's when he heard yet another helicopter, however the precense inside felt different...not powerful, sorta of like his "Retarded" form. He watched as a bullet collided with a skin, crumpling and falling to the floor. These pitiful humans...and there pathetic weapons. I might as well have some fun, I "Joker?" A challenge, this might be interesting?

Yet another bullet flew at him, this time he took off at full speed heading towards the helicopter, but began to slow down thinking of an interesting and fun way to kill the people within the aerial vehicle. Buu's gonna get ya! However that's when he heard an insult, and also more police were coming to the area, he turned to the clawed warrior." NO NO NO! NO ONE INSULT BUU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! " Buu forgetting about the helicopter, gathered ki, and tossed a blast down at the building Logan was standing on, when the beam connected, the entire building would be destroyed.

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Clark watched this man definitely knew something about him, he didn't know if someone was trying to place him in the Phantom Zone, or such but SOMETHING was going on. I will get answers, AND get Lois to safety. The desperate man tried to attack him, but to no avail before the man could react Clark simply pushed him backwards, and watched him take out a pistol pointing it at his head. Wow..these Kandorians are growing less intelligent by the minute, no wonder they couldn't save Krypton. Clark sighed this man was giving him orders, if he wasn't from Zod he wouldn't be so quick to retaliate.

"Thought that would work didn't you? Didn't "Major" Zod tell you, the Solar Tower's gone burned in a fire! Clark was tired of this onslaught of insults. "I know I caught you off guard, better answer me! Clark's eyes began to slightly glow red,as he stared down the trained fighter."How the hell..do you know what Krypton is!? ANSWER ME NOW! He turned to the masked man" Last I heard it's NOT Halloween"

Los Angeles, California

Peter had searched thoughts Where's Milo..Milo.. Peter knew something was wrong with this situation however, as he moved in towards a part of the trailer area were Milo Ventimiligia, Masi Oka, and Hayden Panittere were drinking. Oh no! that's not the real me, this must be a shape shifter, something's not right. Peter suddenly became invisible, firing two warning shots both missing the actors. " I WANT ANSWERS!? He pointed his gun at Milo "Who was completely shocked as Hayden and Masi screamed their heads off.Milo" WHAT THE F" Peter put his finger on the trigger"TALK!? What year is it, what ability do you have!

Washington D.C

Sylar looked at the two men, neither of them were the President he'd seen on TV, yet here they were standing being protected by Secrete Service. Bennet..arranged this in fifteen minutes? Sylar sighed" Fine then..you claim to be the President.."He suddenly touched the chair, this man Barack Obama had sat down in this chair, many times. He had used his ability of Claire sentience to learn the history of the chair, something was very wrong. He stood up "Fine then Mr. President, let me shake your hand and I will leave, if you refuse to shake my hand..I will kill you BOTH, and every single person in DC...." He approached Obama, his arm outstretched.

(Also I don't want Jon to run into Sessa as of now, maybe help the CTU get him..but if he's after Sessa, he'll be assisting the CTU)

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(Things like this can happen, think about it. (this has happened before in movies) If a man with no special abilities whatsoever is influenced enough to punch through a brick wall, I'm sure a man of Jason's calibur can pull off what he just pulled off. Also I've never seen Watchmen. Nor do I plan to.)

NEW YORK, NY

Jason was a bt surprised at the kid's pushing back of Jason. Jason didn't react but held the pistol aimed at his head.

"Thought that would work didn't you? Didn't "Major" Zod tell you, the Solar Tower's gone? Burned in a fire!"

Jason was getting very annoyed now.

"What the hell are you talking about?"

"I know I caught you off guard, better answer me!"

The kid's eyes began to glow red.
"Okay kid, you need to settle down..."

"How the hell..do you know what Krypton is!? ANSWER ME NOW!"

He said something to the masked man, who had pulled out his weapons again. Jason still wasn't sur eif he could be trusted, but he sure as hell trusted him than this kid.

Jason answered the kid. "Haven't you ever heard of Superman? I'm sure everybody knows Krypton is where the guy is from. Now you need to settle down..."

LOS ANGELES, CA
(question; Peter is already invisible. Yet you type before he fires at Milo that he turns invisible again....what do you mean? I'm gonna guess you mean he turns visible.)

Jack quietly and to the best of his ability followed the distorted light, looking behind him every few minutes to make sure he wasn't being followed. His earpiece buzzed.

He pressed the button.

"Jack, your back up is in position."
"Send all units in as quietly as possible. The small group split up, I think I'm following their leader..."
"Yes, sir."

Jack continued following the distorted light. Then he reappeared nearby somebody who looked......very much alike. He fired two warning shots, frightening the other people.

"I WANT ANSWERS!"
"WHAT THE F--"
"TALK!? What year is it, what ability do you have!"

Jack walked swiftly up to the man, his gun drawn out and aimed at point blank range at the gunner's head.

"Drop your weapon....NOW!"
He then pressed a button on his ear piece. "All units move in...."


Outside, at least three hundred police units
were moving in the area, each armed with machine guns, rioting gear, and bullet-proof vests. They would easily find the rest of the group.

WASHINGTON D.C.

Obama didn't seem to have much of a choice. It was either shake this man's hand, or risk D.C. He extended his hand and embraced the killer's hand...

ARVADA, CO

Squirtle had been asleep for about an hour. He woke up to the sound of a rock song. But it was weird, because when a note should have sounded, it was almost as if the note was wrong or something. Squirtle got out of the bed slowly, as not to hurt his arm, and walked out to see the man who had introduced himself as Travis standing in front of the television. He was holding a red.....toy guitar? The television was showing some weird color chart, and Travis wasn't having a good time with it. Travis sighed as the color chart disappeared. The sound of a crowd booing him was all that was heard.

Travis looked down at Squirtle. "Oh so you're up already?" He laughed a bit.
Squirtle was confused by teh whole thing that was going on. Travis looked at what Gill was looking at....the red guitar.

"Guitar Hero: Metallica is a very hard game...but it is fun none the less."

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(Sorry guys I haven't been able to get on RPG the last couple of days. Hope you guys didn't mind.)

New York City, New York.

Vegeta was kicked into a near by building by Buu. Why was Buu even alive? When a helicopter flies around Buu and challenges him. What the hell is this guy doing? Who the hell is this Joker? Vegeta sees Buu gather a ki blast and aims it a building with a person on top of it. What the hell are these people thinking? Vegeta teleports infront of the building that the ki blast is head fro and reaches his arm out and gathers ki at the palm of his hand. Then he launches a Gallic Gun to destroy the ki blast Buu has shot off. Why had Buu targeted this building for? Vegeta then teleports behind Buu and launches a Big Bang Attack inches from Buu. Hitting Buu in the back not doing much damage.

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Lucy watches as things unfold and backs away from the unusual events. She tries to stay behind Revan. She then says "Revan what's going on here?"

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(Trust me..if you watch Smallville Jason would be dead for trying to use force on Clark..yeah. XD..dude..fine Jon is a hero who worked for the American Government, he's known as Dr. Manhattan. Have CTU come pick him up..plzz!!!!!!!!)(That's all...come on man..get Jon in the story)(Also you refer to Clark as kid, what do you mean? Clark's 22...)(Kona..post as Himura kenshin!

New York City, New York

Clark was ready for combat if needed, although he assumed this man was a Kandorian. The situation was simple, he'd nearly gotten Major Zod killed, although he'd ended up saving his life. The Kandorians had teleported him into some false dystopia of sorts, and he'd managed to track down the culprit, before he made his escape. However things were going wrong..very very wrong. The redness in Clark eyes died down.

"Super..what? Everyone? Who's everyone? This guy..sounds confused about Zod..but he knows about Krypton.. "Can you tell me anything about this Superman character, such as were he is? Or were can I get information on him? He had slightly calmed down, although he had not let down his guard. This was when the masked man spoke" Light sabers? You think this is a game? What is this..one of them knows about Krypton, and the other one is raving on about Star Wars.

Los Angles, California

Peter was now visible, he'd merely become invisible to get past security. He didn't want to get into fights, but the main concern was stopping the world's end and while he was sure he was in 2009 there was the possibility he was in another year, he was not the only time traveler. He'd went after Milo, when another man came armed with a gun. I was right..Pinehearst is behind this! "Enough! I'm getting my answers! The armed gunman came, but he was no threat to Peter. Peter simply used Telekenesis to send Jack flying, before using the same ability to pin Milo to the ground.

"ANSWER ME NOW!" Milo" It's 2010! I DONT KNOW WHAT THE "Peter increased the power of the telekentic grip on his hostage, Masi and Hayden, both getting up to run.

Washington D.C
Sylar laughed after shaking the President's hand, using two abilities at the same time Clairesentience and...Shape Shifting.
Sylar smiled he'd duplicated Obama's memories, of course the president of the real world would not have any missing memories. Sylar let go of Obama's hand "Thank you Mr. President!" Sylar then took off flying out of the window, and into the sky.

(I'll post as Buu after Tyro, and of course Veji make a post.)

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(I refer to him as a kid, mostly because when I saw him in the previews all those years ago, well he looked like an average teen. And don't forget Travis Fredman was refered to as a kid the first time he came around)

NEW YORK, NY

Jason was losing his patience. This kid didn't know who Superman was?

Jason didn't feel in the mood to talk to him about a comic book hero. He was focused on one thing only. Calming this kid down.

"Look. You need to settle down. I am not your enemy. Look." Jason put his pistol away. "I'm not trying to make this any harder than it has to be. Look, we are all confused here. If it were a game, I don't think the Empire State Building would be destroyed, and I don't think Godzilla would have devastated Tokyo about three hours ago..."

LOS ANGELES, CA

CTU HQ

Tony had dispatched the armed unit to Jack's coordinates about 15 minutes ago when another call came in.

"CTU, Almeida."
"Mr. Almeida. In your city, there is a government official. He is under the name Dr. Jonathan Osterman. The government needs to be sure that he is safe until the proper authorities go get him. CTU is the most secure location currently in Los Angeles. You are ordered to pick him up and hold him until further notice or until the proper authorities come and get him."
"Excuse me, with all due respect sir, my organization is not an escort or a taxi company. We are working right now to figure out what the hell is going around the world. I need my people where they are."
"We understand, but until we find out what is going on, this man works for the government. And you work under the government as well. You will get him."
"....very good, sir."

With that Almeida hung up. He sighed. This day just got crazier and crazier. Terrorist attacks in New York, a good portion of Tokyo in flames, Jack investigating a possible attack downtown, and now some 'important' official needing to be picked up.

Tony pushed a button.

"Yeah?"
"After you are done down there with jack, you need to go to the coordinates I'm sending you and pick up someone by the name of Dr. Jonathan Osterfield..."

HEROES MOVIE SET

Jack was push back by some invisible force. He landed in a bunch of cardboard boxes. The man was demanding answers fast. Jack was getting worried.

"Dammit, I need backup in here now!"

It was then that several armed forces appeared around the room. One signaled to Jack. Jack recognized the signal. Jack made a makeshift mask.

One of the officers yelled, "GAS!"

The next second, about 5 or 6 canisters were fired into the room. Gas started to fill the room. The gas would make everyone in the room fall unconscious. Jack however still held his gun out. The way he had just been flung, this man may have had a way to protect himself. Jack however doubted it. He'd seen some action before, and this gas did it's job pretty damn well.

He signaled one of the vans. "Be prepared to recieve at least 10 people to take back to HQ. I want them treated well. We are going to be qestioning each and every one."

WASHINGTON D.C.

The man left. Obama and Palmer were left looking at the same area the man left out.

Several other agents came in, tending to the dead and severely wounded.

"Are you okay, Mr. President?"
"Yes....my address may be delayed..."

ARVADA, CO

Travis had taken Gill outside. He was in the park. He had left his mother a note. he had his cell phone. His mother wouldn't be too thrilled by the fact he had skipped school, but Travis had a heart for God's creatures. Maybe she'd understand.

Travis walked with the Squirtle. The Squirtle was rapidly developing a nice trust for Travis which surprised Travis. He felt a lot like a trainer he had made up on Roleplaygateway by the name of Travis Darrell Mura.

"Squirtle....do you mind if I call you Gill?"
The squirtle looked up at him.
"I like the name. I use it...I mean I've been saving it for a Squirtle. If I were to ever find one. I mean you may not be around much longer, but calling you Squirtle seems to....bland to me."
The Squirtle looked at Travis and gave him a nice smile. "Squirtle."
"You like the name?" Travis was relieved. He had always wondered how his nacknames were...

Travs wondered if his fictional characters were somewhere in this world...fictional characters were appearing everywhere. Sure his characters weren't official, but fiction was fiction. It didn't need to be official it seemed. But part of Travis hoped they weren't in this world. His characters had tough pasts, primarily since Travis had a tough past. But he shook the thought off.

"So....ill...why don't you show me what you've got in you? I mean....."

Travis looked around. "See that tree?"

Travis pointed to a pine tree. Colorado was full of pines.

Gill nodded.

"Why don't you use Water Gun on that tree?"

Gill nodded. And unleashed one of the toughest water guns Travis had ever seen. Well it was his first ever seen, but the ones he'd seen on the anime and such seemed insignificant to Travis..."

Travis smiled...

"Do it again..."

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(Well okay, I don't mind just making sure you know Clark's age. He's twenty two, XD. Anyway what your saying is true as well, I'm not upset. I've decided I don't want Jon making a bad impression, he'll be wearing an Italian suit.)Image (Jon)

NEW YORK, NY

Clark was beginning to have second thoughts, what if he had been set up by Zod. He might have not only used his abilities against an innocent man, but also revealed them to someone. Clark needed to learn more about Superman, he vaguely remembered Lightning Lad calling him Super..something, before the oldest member of the Legion stopped him. I might be in the future, were Kryptonians..have been exposed.

"I'm sorry" Clark apology was sincere, his judgment was clouded. The man sounded insane, no confused. "The empire..state building destroyed? Godzilla. " Clark paused "What the heck is going on?

Los Angeles California

Peter was one of the most powerful specials in Heroes, he'd even defeated Sylar in combat on multiple occasion's, although he'd lost on just as many. However he did NOT have an ability for every situation, although he'd absorbed plenty. Dang it GAS! Peter was about to leave at super speed, before he fell to the ground a victim of the gas released by the authorities. Before long he was unconscious, the seemingly invincible shooter had been taken down.
...............

Jonathan Osterman had used his abilities to summon his favorite Italian business suit. He'd become disinterested in human affairs, but due to recent events he was once again ready to partake in the world of humans. A convoy team came to pick him up, on the way to the CTU, the Counter Terrorist Unit he learned he'd be joining forces and his suspicions about being transported through time proved accurate. Upon arriving at CTU he left to meet Tony Almedia. I wonder how they will react..it's been years, according to them Kennedy did not serve five terms. It seems time has been altered. He approached tony" Hello Mr. Almedia, Dr. Manhattan reporting for duty"

Colorado, Av

Sylar's flight ended here, he was seeking out a man known as Travis Friedman. A man who could manipulate water, and according to Danko's files use Parkman's power as well. So now I'll be able to stop Parkman, AND control the forces of nature. He began his search, according to files he was going by the name Travis Linton, and was in Colorado. With Telepathy, not even Peter and Parkman could stop him. After a short flight he spotted Travis, and landed near him. After a landing he approached Travis, and some fish..or something shooting water."Ello Friedman" Sylar grinned.

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(I'm assuming Peter's group will get away for now... I'd rather not godmode them)

NEW YORK, NY

Jason shrugged. "That's just it. None of us here knows what the hell's going on. All I know, is that I can't really be assured that I am really.......private anymore. It seems that.....everyone around us right now.....knows our personal lives..."

LOS ANGELES

HEROES MOVIE SET

The gas started to clear. People with gas masks entered the room. Jack was given a mask. He stood up, dusting himself off. The gunner was lying on the floor unconscious, as was his hostage. Two others were on the floor.

Jack pointed to the gunner. "Arrest him. Take the other three in for questioning. When we get to CTU, place the gunner in high security."

The men began to put the unconsious bodies into the vans outside.

"Did we find the other people that were with the gunner?" Bauer asked one of the officers.
"No. They may have gotten away. We found a couple unconscious officers."
"Dammit!" Jack sighed. "Let's get back to CTU."

CTU

Tony was working around the HQ, when a man....blue skined arrived. Is this Jon?

The day WAS getting crazier!

"It's nice to meet you....doctor. I don't really know what to do with you yet, because well, we've been up to our necks with a lot of crud recently....so.....I think Jack is coming in with some possible attackers, I may want you to question one of them or something..."

ARVADA, CO

Travis and Gill in the park. The air was cold, and the fog was dense but who cared? Travis had been living here almost 15 years, he was used to it, no matter how much he hated the cold.


Travis was having some fun with Gill. Seeing what he could do. But little did Travis know, one of his best things he made in the Heroes RP, was about to backfire on him. A voice he recognized from watching Star Trek and Heroes came from behind him.

" 'Ello Friedman..."

Linton froze. Gill looked at the man and a worried look came across his face as he went closer to Travis. Friedman? Travis had made the character Travis Friedman... And modeled him almost exactly the same way as his own self.

And if there really was a Godzilla, and a dragonball person destroying New York, there could be a Sylar in the world now...

Which was not good........

Travis turned around.

"Gabriel Gray? Sylar? God damn, man........"

Travis had to speak fast, or he'd be killed before the Lord wanted him in Heaven.

"Uhhhh, unfortunately for both of us.....I'm not who you think I am...."

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"..." Logan was speechless as the pink monster suddenly whirled on him, screaming about insults. His cigar suddenly falls from his lips as the 'thing' suddenly launches out several glowing things towards him. Spherical in shape, they hurl towards his position on top of the building, but before he could even think of managing to escape them, the other flying man suddenly appears before him, stopping it with a massive burst of light of his own. Who in the hell were these people? Were they accelerated mutants? Like Rogue, who could mysteriously utilize more than one mutant ability at a time?! It was more than frustrating to him. And then the man was gone, behind the monster. He wouldn't get anywhere like this. Not unless he could find a way up there. And...it just so happened, there was a helicopter in the area. How interesting...

Turning to the side, he notices a building adjacent to his position. His eyes dart about, seeing a radio antennae tower nearby. Running upon it, he uses his phenomenal speed to scale it, before taking a leap of faith. His claws extend, as he slams into the buildings side. His face smudges up against glass as one of his claws strikes solid concrete and steel. Using it as leverage, as quickly as he can, he begins to climb the buildings side, getting to a better height.

Not much more time passed as he came to come upon the buildings peak, not much lower than that of the empire state buildings peak, though, still quite a distance. But, upon noticing that the empire state building had been leveled, the fight itself wasn't much out of his distance. Running as far back as the building would allow him too, he suddenly begins to sprint rapidly towards the edge, taking yet another gambling leap of faith...

"...I'm beginnin' to act more like Gambit every second..." he mutters to himself as he splays out into the air. Time seemed to slow down for him as he came closer to the helicopter, then began to descend. Would he make it?!

Barely. His hand catches grasp of one of the helicopters legs, and he holds on to dear life as it begins to round upon both aerial fighters. Noticing it wasn't close enough, he manages to raise himself enough to notice a sniper seated on the edge. With a fierce swipe, he slices off the barrel of the snipers gun, before slamming his elbow into the mans face. His eyes then widen as a brow arches at the sight of a...clown? No time. He needed closer. Quickly scrambling around to the front of the vehicle, he slams his claws into the side, then slowly rises, before raising his bladed claws just enough to effectively clip the blades right off of the helicopter.

Without the blades, the helicopter begins to madly respond as it would in all actuality, turning madly into a spiraling spin. Just enough to give Logan enough force to leap off of the Helicopter in Buu's direction. He needed his answers, even if it killed him. He wanted to go home...either in life or death.

As he's thrown from the helicopter, he soars through the air, hopefully undetected by the pink monstrosity. With both arms extended, Claws directed forth, he arrives just as another wild blast explodes. But his keen senses told him he was right on course.

His right set of claws drive right through the pink monster's cranium, if it had one, whilst his left set impale the being in his side. He fully intended on bringing this thing down to the ground, where he could finally get a word in edge-wise. But, he didn't know anything about this creature, or what he'd just gotten himself into...

Tokyo, Japan

He'd seen enough. He'd studied enough, and he'd had enough. Galen's mind became a twisting contorting mess as his thoughts drove him mad. Where was he. Why was he here. What was the purpose of this. Was Palpatine and Vader getting humor out of this? No, he wouldn't stand for this. Turning madly in circles, Galen grasps his head in pain, before suddenly glowing in a red hue; his fictional properties being unleashed unto the world. In a matter of seconds; his outfit suddenly changes from it's seemingly Jedi looking appearance, to the sudden, and nefarious, Sith personality outfit. Cybernetic reconstruction. Sith Stalker. Blades were apparent upon his fingertips, whilst he was in a suite of armor, seemingly like Vaders, but far more dark, and evil. His powers were all but unchanged, only far more sinister now. His helmet mimicked Vader's breathing machine, and with one quick glance, he feasts his eyes upon a flawless looking Tokyo skyscraper. Both hands extend, only to clench into fists. The building comes to explode in an unfathomable vison of destruction, before Galen rips his hands to the side, severing the top half of the building from the bottom half. The bottom collapses onto itself, whilst the top half careens through the air, colliding with several other buildings, only to demolish them, and reduce most of downtown Tokyo into oblivion. His eyes then fall back upon the previous beings, the six of them, and he quickly comes to dash from building top to building top; running along the sides of standing buildings, and leaping from one to the next, using The Force as his guide to do what would seemingly be impossible.

As he comes upon the six of them, hoping his stealth as a Sith/Jedi would persevere, he extends a single arm, whilst his other dawns a Lightsaber. Grasping upon one of the clones, he instantly uses Force Crush to obliterate it, whilst with his other arm lashes out, tossing the now ignited saber into the air. Guiding it with the force, it travels at transcendental speeds; near to the point of not being seen, only the hellish red tint being seen. As it spirals through the air, like a helicopter blade, he guides it to cut down the remaining clones, leaving nothing but a gruesome mess left.

What was his purpose for this? Well, if Palpatine and Vader happened to be watching him some how, they'd understand this point made. Six rendered into none, all in the blink of an eye, with no mercy to behold.

Los Angeles, California

Taking steady strides through the various studios, The Demon Lord of the West's nostrils flared. What was this rancid pungent smell. It assaulted his sense of smell. A noxious fume of sorts. Tch, something had transpired nearby. Perhaps, a battle of sorts? Exploding Gas bombs perhaps? Though, these seemed far more effective than those he'd encountered in his own world. Nevertheless, even though his senses picked up the smell, he was impervious to the effects. He was impervious to many things; such as poisons and such. But, simply standing by idly wasn't getting him anywhere. Maybe he'd have to further his efforts if he were to get anywhere...and his anger...well, we'll just leave it that his anger was beyond the point of allowing him to carry out measures with drastic efforts.

His eyes suddenly began to change, the whites becoming crimson, as his pupils became violet. His fangs lengthened, becoming huge canines. A vicious magenta aura erupted around his form, and moments later, he'd become his full demon form; that of a massive, behemoth canine. White in shade, with his usual symbols upon him, his form was nothing short of immaculate. Taking to the sky, he dives down, slamming a single paw through a studio, rendering it completely eradicated. No signs of life in this one. Taking a leaping bound, he comes upon the next one, trashing it as well. Again, no signs of life.

And yet, his sense of smell came to alert him of mortals nearby. Human wretches, they couldn't hide from the son of Inu No Taishou. With feral, and elegant, paw steps, he comes to hover over another studio, his acid saliva falling upon the buildings rooftop; where it corrosively burned holes through the top of it....

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NEW YORK, NY

Clark's questions were getting him no more, this man mentioned Superman. He mentioned everyone knowing he was the "guy from Krypton", yet the man in the Star Wars custom didn't recognize him. Great..I might be trapped in another alternate reality. "How what's going on?" He looked around the streets, and saw something a picture of him Lois. Using his telescopic vision he saw the words Smallville. "Oh no..we need to get out of here now!
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CTU

Jon stared down the member of CTU, he had no intentions to get into any sort of struggle, infact he wondered what he could do. According to conversation he'd had in the Convoy, the American economy had fallen apart. Perhaps I should focus on repairing it. His non linier view of time had returned, and now he was easing back in the state of always being in control.

"You can call me Jon if you wish" Jon nodded "Yes I can see your world is facing many issues. Interrogation? I must admit, in my time the President dispatched me to win wars, not interrogate terrorists. I will not disobey direct orders, but I must note my skills cannot be classified as determined.

Colrado, Av

Sylar was looking forward to obtaining powers from Travis Friedman, telepathy was a personal favorite. Plus he hated being controlled, and also had a fear of someone being more special then him. These factors alone made the flight to Colrado, all the more meaningful.

"Gabriel? So you ARE a telepath?" He chuckled, thinking of ways to abuse his potent power. Sylar's lie detection did not go off as he listened to Travis Linton.

"What?."Sylar laughed" Your scared? I'll make your death quick" Sylar raised his finger" Any last words Friedman?

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NEW YORK, NY

Jason was now confused as hell. "What? Leave? Why?"

LOS ANGELES, CA

Jack had been at CTU for about 30 minutes now. Had met Jon, strange guy, but was now about to enter Petrelli's interrogation chamber.

Peter was awake now, and did not look happy. Jack entered the room. He tossed his paperwork on the table. And looked at Peter. "You got a lot to explain, Peter." Jack knew his name from the I.D. he had found in his wallet.
"You do realize, that pulling a gun out in public, is not the best idea. Right?"

"But that's not the reason you're here. Why did you attack unarmed civillians, in the middle of a movie set? And you better give me some straight answers."

Peter was hooked up to a lie detector. The detectors would detect any movement or attemtpt to remove the lie detector form the body.

ARVADA, CO

(in order for me to skip here, I'm going to have to do a little Godmoding Chu, hope that's cool with you......HEY you do it with me every now and then!)

Travis and Gill backed away as Sylar approached them.

"DUDE!" Travis said.

"No matter, what you may think.....I am NOT Travis Friedman."

Sylar stoped. Travis had great relief go down his spine.

"You can detect lies. Heroes wiki is an amazing thing now..."
"Heroes wiki? Who are you?"
"My name is Linton....there is a lot we both do not understand, Sylar. I do not understand why you....are standing right in front of me...I do not understand why the world as I know it is going to Hell on a silver platter...Yet you do not understand, why you cannot seem to detect my lies. You see....that's because I'm being pretty damn honest right now."

Travis showed him his I.D. "Travis V. Linton."

""Where is Friedman then?" Sylar asked rather stern.

Travis shrugged. "Hell if I know. He may not even be here."
"What do you mean?"
"You are standing in a world.....where people like me....don't gaiin abilities. No one is special. You my friend.....well....you speak for yourself. However....You seem to know somebody I know...rather well actualy."
"Sylar advanced again. "You know Friedman, then you better tell me where he is!"
"Travis held up a hand. "Kill me, it won't solve anything. He may not even be on this world. Sylar....there is much you fail to understand. You are looking at the reason you know Friedman..."
Sylar gave him an annoyed look.
"Are you picking up a lie? Or perhaps you want some proof...follow me to my house...and perhaps I can shed some light on your situation....but I'll tell you now. Killing me gains you nothing...and leaves you further into the dark. The light is at the end of the tunnel Sylar. You must now choose whether to follow the light or remain lost in the cave.
Sylar gave him a threatening look. "Show me. But if this is a trick, I may choose to remain in the dark."

Travis smiled. "Follow me..."

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(I am getting rid of Special Windu due to the idea not being so popular...I'll be abandoning special Windu and will post up the REAL Mace Windu later)
ARVADA,CO

Travis got off his cell phone as he led Sylar to his house. His mother would not be home for a while. That was probably a good thing. "There's more proof for you right there Sylar. Friedman never used a cell phone..."

He opened the door to his house. He led Sylar down o the basement.

"What I'm going to show you may blow a few fuses or weird you out, but you wanted the proof."

Travis sat down at the computer and opened two tabs in Firefox.

In one tab he opened up roleplaygateway.com, and pulled up Travis Friedman's profile. In the other he pulled up a streaming website for certain heroes episodes. He started loading the season 1 finale of Heroes annd went back to Roleplaygateway...

The page showed Travis Friedman's stats and data.

"Look or sound familiar?"

Gill was sitting with Travis. Gill seemed questioning to Travis' decision to letting this stranger in the house...

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(Sorry for the delay in posting. I've been REALLY busy. Aw no Special Windu, okay real Windu is just as epic as the fake one. XD)

New York City, New York

Majin Buu's day had quickly spiraled out of control, bit by bit. He had arrived in this new dimension restless, and after obtaining precious sleep, he began to terroize the people within his new surroundings. He came into conflict with an incredibly fast shape alterer who's name he did not know, Vegeta, some men in a helicopter, several armed authority figures, and now an ugly man with claws. Enough..Buu WANT CANDY NOW! The clawed man took down the helicopter, a clown emerging from the helicopter with a parachute.

"Enough with the games, I'm bored, and I want to have fun immediately!" The bullets bounced off of Buu's skin once more, as the monstrosity of evil took off at full speed. Having grown bored of his fights being interrupted, and in minutes he had arrived high in the atmosphere, above the City of sin Las Vegas.
.........
Clark looked around these people here knew about him. Jason had not been lying, Major Zod had exposed him, and some others. What did Zod do! He'll pay if Lois, Lana, or anyone else is hurt. He looked to Jason distress, seen all over his face. "You were right, they knew about us. I think I know who exposed us. " So that was Zod's trick, expose me, get me to hurt people, turn the world against my kind. Clark quickly grabbed Revan, Lucy, and Jason rushing off to were his house the Kent Farm should be, upon arrival and releasing the three 'allies' he saw his home was not were it was suppose to be, infact there was a small community of homes..none his own.

Los Angeles, California

Peter Petrelli a former hospice nurse, who later vanished from society. He returned to society when his brother had an important announcement for the world, but his brother Nathan was shot, and Peter ran off again. I need to get out of here, I have to stop Pinehearst. I'm the only one who can save Mom. Peter looked over at the man" Why? You should know..you set ME UP! BASTARD! This is how your group works, you want to save the world huh? How by locking me up, you don't know what your doing..the formula you and your buddies are making will cause EVERYONE TO DIE!" He screamed at Jack Bauer, unaware this man had no affiliation with Pinehearst.

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Jon Osterman stood still, glowing having not moved. He looked at Tony Almedia, and the other members of CTU that had gathered in the area. He marched over to Tony, "Excuse me Mr.Almedia, It seems your group is dealing with various issue's such as the destruction of the Empire States Building. I was wondering if I could join CTU, temporarily of course."

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(well because of Windu........somebody [for some reason] would like to quit...I'd rather not be responsible for killing an RP)

LOS ANGELES, CA

Peter looked up at Jack. Anger was clearly in his eyes, and his tone showed it too.

"Why? You should know...you set ME UP! BASTARD! This is how your group works, you want to save the world huh? How by locking me up, you don't know what your doing..the formula you and your buddies are making will cause EVERYONE TO DIE!"

Jack immediately increased his tone. This man had just mentioned something about a formula that could kill. Jack's mind was immediatly labeling it a bio-terrorist attack. And if he knew that, then that would label this Peter, a very suspicious man. A suspect.

"You had best settle your ass down, Peter. I don't know what the hell you're on about, but if you don't start talking we might be here a VERY long time. And you have my organization wong. I don't know where you think you are, but you're under federal arrest and are being held at Counter Terrorist Unit's headquarters here in LA. You just mentioned something about a formula, that could kill. And you do realize now that that makes you suspect number one in any possible threat made to the United States."

Jack stood up. He went over to Peter and stared him dead in the face. The binding in the chair would prevent Peter from lashing out at Jack.

"You're not the average person I'd think would become a terrorist. You look new. But it's not surprising, I've seen people like you attack their own country before. You do realize how deep you are? You could be sent to prison for the rest of your life, and I don't think those fancy tricks I've seen you perform will be much help to you."

Jack of course didn't know how deep the tricks went. Jack had only seen a handful.

"Now back to this formula you mentioned. What is it? A virus? A poison? What's it contained in? A canister? A vial? A damn test tube?! GOD DAMMIT START TALKING PETER!"

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Tony was outside the interrogation chamber. Watching Jack do the interrogation. Jack always seemed to know what he was doing, but it was Tony's job to make sure he didn't go out of hand... Jack could sometimes go out of hand....

Jon had walked over.

"Excuse me Mr.Almedia, It seems your group is dealing with various issue's such as the destruction of the Empire States Building. I was wondering if I could join CTU, temporarily of course."

Tony looked over at the man. Then nodded. "Do that. Call me if you get anything..."

WASHINGTON D.C.
The Pentagon


The general looked at the files he was just handed.

"Sir, this came in a few mintues ago from the Florida Keys."
"What is it?"

The general looked at some brief distorted images.

"It's the monster sir. THe one that attacked Tokyo."
"He didn't go to any of the Gulf States?"
"It's been confirmed sir. He has just left the Gulf area."
"Well what's his present course?"
"He's turned north and is heading up along the East Costlines. If he should continue, he could hit New York City in less than a day."
"My God...."
"That's not all, sir."
"What else is there?"

The man handed him two more files.

"This file contains some data and a few images.....of something similiar already in New York."
"What?"
"It's in the harbor area, in some hidden cave or something."
"What is it?"
"Well.......it looks like Godzilla sir.......but is smaller, and hasn't really done much of anything to be considered a threat."
"Monitor it 24/7, if it's in New York, we don't want to let our guard down. What's the second file?"
"One we should probably worry about." the man said handing him the second file.

The general opened up and was greeted by a photograph of yet another monster's head. The monster was something unlike he had ever seen.

"What the hell is that?"
"That, is yet another monster, spotted earlier today by an oil tanker. The ship sustained some minor damage, and the crew is being questioned. One man got that photograph and said the monster attacked the ship. And our radars we think have found what attackd them.....it's also headed for New York City...and should be there in two hours..."

The general looked up...

"Begin a mandatory evacuation of New York City immediately..."

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(Sorry for not posting sooner. I haven't been able to post because every time I've got on it was general maintenance or something like that.) (Edited because I over looked some stuff.)

Los Angeles, California

Himura had been struggling to get out of the car when he saw some escape from the building. He struggles to get out of the car and sees some people come out of the building. He hides to stay out of site of the people. Himura notices that they are carrying Peter. Had they knock out the guy that could fly, and create illusions? Himura sees them put Peter into the convoy. The convoy starts to take off and Himura fallows the convoy.

* * *

Himura sees the convoy stop at a highly guarded building. He is still back a ways and watches the people carry Peter into the building. He then looks to see how many guards that their are. He notices that the building is heavily guarded and the gaurds had guns. Himura waits to see is the guards take shifts. He watches for hours then he notices that they do but the shifts are set up to where there are least two gaurds the watch over the front door and the back door at all times but walking patrol had a blind time when there backs are turned away from the door. Himura sees the two gaurds at the door go inside. That's when he takes his chance and leaps over the fence and lands behind the walking patrol. He quickly knocks the two gaurds out and runs toward the door. He manages to get to the door just as it closed. He knew that the second watch would be there soon so he presses himself against the wall and waits for them to come out. The door flings open and two gaurds come out. As they do so he hits both of them in the back of the head with his sheaf. He slips into the building as he does so he notices that the inside is heavily guarded as well.

He hurries down the hallway looking for where they had took Peter when a loud siren goes off. He had been spotted on the security cameras and the guard watching the live feed set off the alarm. He knew that there would be a lot of people there to catch him before long. He hurries down the hall at a faster pace and runs into two gaurds that seem surprised to see him. He runs past them ignoring their shouts to halt. As he passes them he knocks both gaurds out. He is starting to wonder where the armed gaurds where. That is when he is intercepted by a group of people. He draws his katana in the attempt to fight back. That's when he is hit in the chest with darts connected to wires that went to a plastic hand gun structure (Stun Gun) and an electrical current flows threw his body knocking him off his feet and knocking him unconscious.

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Jack had just asked the question, when an alarm went off. The emergency doors came down securing them both in the room.

"God dammit, now what?!" Jack picked up his radio. "Tony what the hell's going on?"

At first Tony didn't answer. There was a pause. Jack's eyes didn't leave Peter.

After a few minutes, Tony's voice came in. "Sorry Jack, we had....an intruder."
"An intruder? What happened?"
"We don't know. We just found the outside guards knocked out outside, and the intruder.....looks like he came from Medieval Japan. We just brought him down and are securing him in another interrogation room. We'll interrogate him once he regains consciousness."
"Fine. I'll continue down here."

Jack put down his radio and sat down. "You better start talking Peter, you're not going to be in any better state if you remain silent. I can help you, but you gotta start talking. What the hell is in that formula?"

ARVADA, CO

Travis got up and let Sylar read the computer. Gill walked over with Travis. Travis turned on the TV and switched to the News...


"Bob Kendrick with this breaking news update, what has been a crazy day will only be getting crazier. We got two incoming stories, first going live to Outside New York, if you see from our helicopter view on the highways leaving New York, the high ways are packed with people. We have gotten word of a mandatory evacuation on the city, with words...of a possible threat approaching the city at an alarming rate."

Travis scoffed, "Like they should have done that after the Empire State Building blew."

"People are being allowed back to their homes along the Gulf Coast after no sign of Godzilla, and signs that he had indeed moved on beyond the Gulf. We don't have any information about where Godzilla is but if we do get word, we will immediatly let you know..."

Travis chuckled. "Hear that Gill? Maybe Godzilla is climbing the Rocky Mountains right now. Right under our noses."

"The president is claming to be okay, after an assassination attempt on him and Mr. Palmer. The attacker is loose and is said to be armed and extremely dangerous, a sketch of him has been released. Which is coming onto your screen right now." A sketch of....Travis laughed softly. Sylar was on the screen.

Travis called over the rocking chair he was sitting on.

"Sylar, I hope you don't plan on staying long. My mother doesn't allow people who try to assassinate the president in the house."

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Himura was carried to a interrogation room and left there to wake up. Himura was dreaming about being back in his own world and repenting for his sins. He was for sure that this wasn't a dream. He wanted it to be real he didn't know what else could have put him in a nightmare world like the one he was just in. He had been hit with darts make of steel that shocked you until you fell unconscious. That was when he slowly woke up in an empty room with a bright light over head and a mirror at one side of the room. He was sitting in a metal chair at a table. He was in the room all alone. He felt for his blade and couldn't find it. Damn it they took my sword was all he could think about until a man in a black suit walked in the room. The man had a name tag on that said well he wasn't for sure what it said. He didn't know how to read English. It was a bunch of scribbles on a peace of plastic to him. The man then asked him who he was and he says "It's rude to ask for some one's name without giving your own first isn't it?" The man become irritated by this answer and leans up close getting into his face and says "You will answer my question and I am the one asking the questions around here." He then doubles up his fist and hits Himura knocking him and the chair on the floor. Himura just lays there not wanting to do anything the man wanted him to do. He was trying not to go nuts and kill the man. Well try to kill the man. The man then says "Well if you aren't going to answer me I'll just have to tell my boss that you wont cooperate." The man then walks out of the room heading to tell Jack.

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Sylar had been led inside a home, this conversation was getting more, and more insane. He wondered if Linton was using his Telepathic abilities on him. That dosen't make sense, if he can push thoughts, he'd have finished me by now. But this man Linton is NOT Friedman.

He paused, as he saw Friedman's profile, still not convinced. However he looked at it. Impossible...this isn't even a Primatech file. Then, he saw...himself, Hiro, and Ando in Isaac's loft. "Wait a minute! He paused "Fine..you obviously have no powers..."He held out his hand. "Well then shake my hand Linton" He saw the news, and saw a sketch of THE AGENT HE HAD SHAPE SHIFTED INTO.

"Poor guy...he's gonna get arrested."He shrugged at Linton's request. "This situation does not make sense..and I honestly don't believe you, lie detection, or not. So, I want you to take me to the nearest place were I can rent a car, and were I can purchase..these video's of myself, and the other specials I've encountered."

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LOS ANGELES, CA

Peter noticed that Jack seemed to grow angrier, he couldn't understand what was going on. Whether Jack was playing mind games, or he really didn't know about the Formula. But...he's with Pinehearst, I saw the clones. No way..he's gonna use reverse physiology on me!

"Really? Then how do you explain the CLONES! The Memory loss! The Haitian is on your little team! I went to the future! CTU? Are you insane! I've never heard of that organization in my life! He paused...But..I am in LA, but CTU,,I've never heard of it, and the way my family was involved in politics I should have. However just then Peter realized something else about his situation. My Lie Detection isn't going off, then again IF The Haitian is here. The Empathic Special, felt anger boiling up inside of him.

He remembered what he was like four years in the future, a terrorist. However a man with a black suit entered the room,. "Mr. Bauer we've captured Petrelli's accomplice, however he's stubborn, and he dosen't completely understand English. Can you get a translator, someone who speaks Japanese " Oh no! The Samurai!Peter used DL's ability phasing out of the bindings, and tossing the black suited man side with his enhanced strength.

" YOU LIED TO ME! You capture my allies, lock us up, and try to see what we know? Why you want to determine how many of our memories will be erased?! He shook his head "Nevemind that, tell me were my friend is NOW!"

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Travis turned around to Sylar who was extending his hand. "SHake your hand? THink I'm gonna trust you with my memory? Hell no. My life is my life and will be no one elses. And I'm gonna be firm on that." Travis' past was not something he was willing to share. He was trying to forget it, but he knew he'd have to live with it.

"You don't have to trust me, but if you kill me, it gains you nothing. Kill me, Friedman's story ends. And you are left without his powers you find so special for some reason."

Sylar simply shook his head. "This situation does not make sense..."
"Did I say it made sense?"
"...and I honestly don't believe you, lie detection, or not. So, I want you to take me to the nearest place were I can rent a car, and were I can purchase..these video's of myself, and the other specials I've encountered."

Travis turned around. "How? I have no idea where to get a car. I don't even drive yet! Why would I know where to even rent one? And the nearest car place I know of is nearly a hour walk away, and I've done enough walking around today. The nearest video place doesn't have Heroes Season 1,2, or 3. I would know, because I visit them nearly EVERY day."

Travis sighed and turned off the television, patting Gill's head.

"Not as easy as you thought, that's how it is in the 'real' world is. The economy, boom. Job hunting, shit. War, genocide, end of the world paranoia, fucking shit boom boom boom...what are you gonna do now buddy?"

Travis was being sarcastic about Sylar and him being buds. Because honestly Travis didn't trust him anymore than he trusted Travis.

Los Angeles

Jack drew his hand gun immediatly. This guy had just assaulted a fellow man in duty, and somehow freed himself from his binding. Jack shouted. "Sit down! You just signed your own death warrant with that move now you have ten seconds to sit down before we decide to gas up the room."

This wasn't getting them anywhere.

"If your friend didn't somehow get into this building, he'd be in a much better place than he is now."

Not only was Peter delaying Jack, he was confusing him beyond recognition.

"I don't know why you are acting like you are. Is someone monitoring you, is someone else following you? God-dammit Peter start talking!"

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Lucy had been taken by Clark somehow. It had all happened so fast. She looked around not knowing where she was. She looks over at Clark and screams "Where have you taken me? Who are you? What do you want with me?" She then looks at Clark with a give me a good reason to kill you look.

New York City, New York

Vegeta was surprised by how the guy had destroyed the helicopter and how Buu had just flown off not really caring. Vegeta looks for the opponent that Buu had before him. He scans the building tops and finds him. He flies over to him and starts talking. "What did you think facing Buu? Did you think you could defeat a monster that can destroy galaxies? Who are you and why where you fighting Buu?" Vegeta then waits for him to answer.

Los Angeles, California

Himura was laughing as the man left the room. This guy was easy to make mad and he was having fun with it as well. The guy seemed very rude and was hoping that someone higher up would come and talk to him. What did they want with me anyway? Where did they have Peter at? What did they want with Peter? He didn't know and wanted to find out.

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5 A.Y.
Camp #34
Sierra's Clinic


Peter was ready to fight, but he noticed this Future "Sylar" Had not attacked Sierra, infact they seemed to be on friendly terms, the yellow leaders came once-more, saying Change, and the Unification, but no painful imagery, so maybe he was getting more control, that or this female computer thingie was getting tired, Peter knew he was. Every time the vioce spoke, it was pounding his stamina right out of him.

"So, you get control of the Hunger again? Your gonna have to show me how you did, that so I can get control, without the whole brain stealing thing. Remember the memory power, I have it, used it to get all the answers I need from Travis, then again I don't really have control of my abilities, but I know what's going on."

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