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Lara McIntosh

"Look deep into my eyes and tell me what you see."

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a character in “The Consequence”, originally authored by Fredalice, as played by RolePlayGateway

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Name: Lara Catherine McIntosh
Age: 19
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Alliance: villain
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Power: Laser vision- generating pure heat beams from her eyes, this enables her to melt, weld (ect.) objects. So far she is only able to control the amount of heat being projected (i.e. enough to melt metal or just enough to give someone a first degree burn) and also the range (i.e. a thin line at a specific target which concentrates the heat to cut a specific shape or a wide range which causes hot air to escape making a big gust of wind, the latter won't be hot enough to actually melt or disintegrate anything it's just like a really strong warm wind). The thing with her power is the wider the area that she tries to blast the cooler her power becomes. She also has to be facing her target to use her power, so if someone were to come up behind her she would have to find other means to take them down.

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Skills: She is a fast learner meaning that she rarely makes the same mistake twice; she has great marksmanship making it easier to use her power at long distances, when people say she has good eyes this is what they're referring to sometimes this skill of hers even seems unnatural, but in reality it isn't just well practiced; she isn't scared of breaking the rules if it means a better outcome for herself; her mind works quickly and efficiently (a situation that would fit this is if she were trapped on a cliff she would jump and then use her power to slow the fall at the end and she would do this with little hesitation); and she works best alone (though this could be either a good thing or bad thing, but when she does work alone things tend to get done faster and better than if she worked in a group)
Weaknesses: She has a habit of not showing and even repressing emotions which for her at the time makes things better, but the outcomes are always worse; her eyes are very sensitive so if even a drop of water gets in them it'll annoy her and her power will momentarily be disabled; since she doesn't wear any protective eye-wear to help her control her power she has to focus on keeping it at bay all the time, meaning everything she does and says is done so with much fore-thought and if she were to start going on impulses she would lose control of her power; she has an unnatural draw to books and will most likely go on impulses if something were to happen (especially old books); she likes to be in control of every aspect of her life and when one goes haywire so will she and her power (this can be bad initially, but her guard will be let down as she tries to regain control)

Likes: Classic/old books, the color red (...like blood...), candlelight, opera and orchestral music, snow/Christmas, and metal working
Dislikes: Dusty places and dirt roads (too many things to get in her eyes), water (except for hot showers, she isn't a bath taker), chaos, Halloween (she isn't big on "horror" things, though she doesn't let herself get scared too easily), and useless trinkets (they annoy her because she could think of millions of things that could be put in their place that would be useful)

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Personality: Lara is a very intellectual person. She is not only smart, but logical as well. She can make connections in her head that others didn't even know existed, meaning that she is a very misunderstood girl. Being so logical also means that she doesn't know how to act socially, she has her own way of acting. Though she does have feeling, they are rarely seen and, in her case, known for she represses them until they are unnoticeable and unrecognizable anymore. When walking down a street or hallway she comes across very arrogant and very cold. She isn't afraid to correct someone when she knows their wrong and doesn't really know what people think or say about her, so it just goes over her head. Because she doesn't know how to hold herself while in a social place, she tends to be odd. She'll smile, but the smile will be off as if she isn't sure she if she should smile or not, she tells people what is on her mind or what she is really thinking without sugar coating or lying. So if someone were to ask what she was up to and she answers back that she's plotting to kill someone, it isn't a joke. Though her face will be completely straight and emotionless that people think she is joking. Lara is arrogant, she knows that she's smart, and smarter than what to her is most, so she'll purposefully talk in riddles, really only about the little things such as what are you having for breakfast, to not only confuse the person who asked the question, but to prove to them just how smart she is.

Lara doesn't take bull-crap from anyone and will call people out on it, she'll also come across as "sassy" when people start to annoy her because she knows that that is the quickest way to get them to leave. Since she has many quirks and attributes that keep people away, as well as pushes them, she is a very independent girl. She knows what she wants and will get it at almost any costs. If someone else is in danger she'll most likely leave them there, unless it will have some gain to her in the future. She works better on her own because she has her own ways of getting things done and done quickly adding another person into that equation only slows her down because their actions are unpredictable. That being said she is very controlling. Not really of other people, unless what she wants out of them is running longer than expected, but mostly of her own life. She likes to know when things are being, how they effect her, so that she can have a plan ready to counter it with efficiency. Throw her schedule off or make her life chaotic and she will scramble to get things back into a stable place. She is also a lover of books and stories, they tell her of lives where the people are care-free and take things as they come, what she isn't and what she would love to be. Hurt her books and those repressed emotions come alive because it's taking away her escape from who she is. She would love friends, to be able to live and be adaptive instead of planning every bit, to let her emotions run wild and let people in, but her powers don't allow that if she lets anything go wild then her powers will run wild as well and everything would be destroyed.

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History: Her emotions aren't the only things being repressed. There are certain things about her past, small and yet destructive, that she forced out of existence, things that she won't remember at all at this point. She never remembers having a family, parents included, people just never existed in her life at all. She lived in a broken home at the end of a broken road. Her early life is a mystery to her, only dark and shadowy figures moving around remain if anything at all, but she does remember being by herself and learning quickly how to live. The house always stayed clean and food was always there. There wasn't much in the house to fill it up, and there was one room at the end of the hall that she never remembered was there along with scorch marks and holes that ran from one end of the hall to the next. As the years went on, when she was ten, she started collecting books, whether they were from the library or stolen. Her living room, that only had one chair and a fireplace, was soon filled with piles of books. Then the books were used for making friends, when reading she would become the main character who had many friends and a family to save. Then someone came to her broken house at the end of her broken road. It was a young man, no older than 25. She was weary of him, but let him stay the night because he was first person she had met or seen.

The man soon became like a brother to her, he found out about her power and taught her tricks that might help; which they did in very small ways. She thought he was going to stay there forever, and be her family that she needed. This however was not true. His story was different and the two both had different endings, their stories were only to cross at one point, but then go their separate ways. He had only stayed for the three years that he did because he had gotten a note from the woman he loved that told him to meet her on the broken road; this is why everyday he would go and wait on the road for hours. Eventually he figured she lied and then left because there was nothing tying him to that place anymore. This destroyed Lara as her life was thrown in to chaos once more. Then her house was destroyed; now broken pieces at the end of the broken road.

Then others came, brought to this hidden place that was left alone by the show that was put on after Lara's so called brother had left. They took her in, took her to a place that they called the base, but they were too late. They hoped to get to her soon enough to make a connection to her to grab her loyalty, but at this point she had turned her emotions off. She let them take care of her, though for the most part she still took care of herself. She let them teach her more because she was eager to control her power. That broken house that now lay in rubble soon became a story to her, something that she figured she had read out of a book and so she has never gone back to it since. She stayed to herself mostly, reading as many books as she could, now they were used for showing her what she wanted to be instead of what she came to know herself as what she must; not that anyone told her to be this, but because she was following her own rules. The more that someone tried to get close to her the more that she found herself further from everyone. All she wants was someone to help her out of the rubble that she built around herself, even if that means doing so with her fighting against them. The more that the villains, as she soon found them to be, taught her the more she excelled at her power. The villains also tried to help her remember her past, thinking there was something in there that they could use to help turn her completely; but while they were digging Lara came to the conclusion that those shadows were people that came into her house and killed her family. Though this isn't her real memory, the villains saw there opportunity and so now Lara is searching anywhere she can to find those people, to exact her revenge.

Other: Her memories are just starting to come back, right now the shadowy images are becoming more like blurry people and the faces she remembers seeing she believes to be the ones that killed her parents.

So begins...

Lara McIntosh's Story

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Scott took a mouthful of coffee as he headed back into the base. Everything had just been so chaotic when he had woken up, and he had just had to get out of the base for a while. It was unusually calm when he returned with his coffee in hand, and he started to wonder if the whole thing had been a prank by the other heroes, just to wind them up.

He thought he'd seen her again when he'd got his coffee. Ever since he'd first seen her, he'd been going to the same place for his coffee in the hope that he would see her and talk to her. He'd met her a couple of times and they had talked enough to call each other friends. He'd fallen for her on first sight. He hadn't had a chance to talk to her today- which was probably a good thing. He had been so weirded out by the whole thing, he'd probably give away too much. He'd told her that he was a freelance journalist.

He passed by the conference room and stopped. It was chaos in there. It made sense. All of the trainees had gathered there. Looked like the other heroes hadn't just been playing a trick, then. He went in and sat at the back of the room, waiting for someone to try and regain order. He then realized that he was probably the only person who could.

Sighing to himself, he stood up and headed for the top of the room. Nobody noticed- they were too panicked. It was understandable. They'd all heard the message that had been received, all heard the rumour that the greatest villain was still to come. They were all terrified out of their wits. Even he was a little scared.

"Guys-" They didn't hear him. He tried raising his voice, but to no avail. He rolled his eyes, climbing to stand on the table. "GUYS!" He yelled. He picked up a glass from the table and hurled it at the ground. The crash was loud enough to force them to look at him, still standing on the table.

"I know we're all scared. I don't know what's happening, but we need to get out onto the streets, make sure everything's okay. We need to prioritize the civilians at the moment. If we're right, then there could be something huge happening very soon. Get prepared. Usual precautions- student ID's, cover stories, and so on.

Right now, guys, you are the heroes. So you need to be responsible. There's nobody who can patch up your mess if you screw up. So don't. Go get ready. You have five minutes. Meet me back here."


His own outfit of a white short-sleeved shirt and black jeans was enough to pass him off as a teacher. He swung by his room briefly to grab a pair of glasses. The lenses were just plain glass, but they made him look a little more like a teacher. He swore to himself as he realized the major flaw in his plan. Teachers would have to be able to read. He'd just have to hope that nobody asked him to read anything.

He headed back for the conference room, sinking back into the chair at the head of the table and swinging his feet onto the table. All he could do was wait for the chaos to start.

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Cameron spun himself around in the swivel chair idly. Everyone had gone mad since most of the fully trained villains had disappeared. Someone had suggested going out into the streets, seeing what was happening there. With nothing better to do, they'd decided to go. It hadn't taken Cameron long to get dressed.

A small flame appeared in his hand, and he started playing with it, manipulating it into different shapes. He formed a ball and threw it into the air. He wasn't sure if it would hang there or if gravity would affect it. It seemed it was the latter, as he missed it and it fell to the carpet. He quickly extinguished the flames, but there was still a burn mark left. Oops.

He leaned back in the chair and started to spin himself around once again, waiting for someone else to come in. His beanie nearly flew off, and he grabbed it before it did. He felt unusually calm, considering their deaths could be waiting for them in the near future. He was even surprised at himself. It was probably due to the fact that he'd had a night of decent sleep for the first time in about two weeks, with no bad dreams about drowning.

He glared at the glass of water on the table and slid it towards him, dipping his finger into the glass and lighting a small flame. It was difficult to keep it going, considering the lack of fuel and temperature, but it focused his attention. He removed his finger, concentrating on the flame. It was a good idea all around- focusing his mind and satisfying his pyromania without any risk of burning the base down. He focused all of his attention on the glass, trying to encourage the flame to grow.

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Character Portrait: Helena Roche Character Portrait: Xeno Min Park Character Portrait: Dismay Nyx Character Portrait: Lara McIntosh Character Portrait: Cameron Arthurs Character Portrait: Matt Kamrada
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Matt swerved out of the way of a black SUV, hearing it's horn blast angrily as he did so. He was perhaps being a little reckless this morning, but he knew that nothing bad was going to happen. Not before he got to the base anyway.

He'd woken up this morning and known instantly that something was wrong. The one night he'd been away from the base, the one night he'd stayed in his apartment to reassure his landlord that he was still alive, the rest of the villains had been killed. He'd never been so glad to hear Lena's voice when he called her. He'd seen exactly what was about to happen, and it meant that he knew exactly what had happened.

He leaned lower as he weaved between vehicles, heading for the tunnel that crossed the bay to their base. The speed limits in the city and the traffic irritated him, especially today. But the minute he entered the tunnel, he accelerated fast, breaking every speed limit in the country as he did so. Slinging his helmet over the handlebars, he started to sprint for the compound.

The sight of the blood in the main hall startled him, but didn't slow him anything. He hadn't wasted much time getting dressed this morning, simply pulling on a pair of black jeans, a black t-shirt and his leather jacket. His hair was probably a mess, but in reality, they had bigger problems right now.

The conference room was oddly calm, considering the circumstances they were in. Was it just him, or did Helena sigh with relief as he came in? He smiled, but his thoughts were on exactly he was about to do.

He looked around. As soon as he was sure that everyone was back, he started with no warning.

"Okay, guys. I know you're all wondering what the hell is going on. I'd love to tell you that it's nothing serious, but I'd hate to lie to you. The truth is... All the villains are dead, or as good as. Before you ask, we can't do anything. We're all that's left. And it's coming. The biggest threat of our time is heading for the city.

It will not discriminate. It's killed both heroes and villains already. None of us are safe. I can hear you all wondering why the hell we're going to the streets, in that case. We need to assess the situation. Most of us have lived in the city our entire lives, but we've never looked at it when planning defense. So that's what we're doing. Any structure that could be of tactical advantage, take note. Don't get yourselves in trouble. We'll stick together for a while, then we've got to split up to cover more ground. Let's go."

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Lara came into the conference room, still tired and confused. Not about the situation, the situation seemed fairly clear to her, but rather she wasn't sure what to feel. It wasn't like other times when she knew what she felt and just suppressed them till they drowned. No today was quite different, today there was a confused jumble of different things she didn't know how to identify. She was in her usual clothes, a sweater two sizes too large and shorts; no shoes were necessary.

The conference room was quiet, only two people were inside; Helena at one end of the table looking distressed and Cameron who was, as always, playing with fire. She went and sat down next to Cameron, pulling her feet up and leaning back in her chair. She had a book in her hand, a black and worn book with the title on the side in gold, peeling letters. Before she opened it to where she had left off last night, she looked to Helena again. She rather liked Helena, she was kind and intelligent and Lara had found that no matter how much she may come across as unfeeling or bitchy, Helena was still always there. Lara tried to mouth to her friend if she was okay, but the red head couldn't get Helena's attention. So she did the only thing that she could do, she returned to her book. It was Edgar A. Poe that she was reading, she was currently on his story The Pit and the Pendulum. She loved this story best out of all of his. It's hard to explain why she likes it, but when she does try she'll just tell you there's so much red in it; blood, fire, the glow from the flames, pain, it was even on the Spanish inquisition and whenever she thinks of Spain or the Spanish she just thinks red. This story oozed red from spilled blood, it glowed with the flames that lit the walls as the the trapped man found he only had two options; two ways to die. As she red she became enraptured with Poe's words, they moved her slowly from one scene to the next, almost as if she were walking in a dream. She could see everything that was happening, the rats and mice crawling over the man's body, the sharp pendulum that swung lower and lower to chop off his head, the walls closing in forcing the man into the pit.

Then Matt walked in.

He looked disheveled at best. It seemed to Lara that he had rushed here; and that he was expecting more reaction from the group. Lara deducted that she was safely out of this expectation as she never showed her feelings, so why should she start now? He explained what was happening. How the rest of the villains were dead and they were the only ones left. How they needed to find a place for shelter before more worse things happened. The weird unidentifiable feeling within Lara grew, but like always she smothered. She was curious as to what it was, but not curious enough to let it flow out. Especially not in a situation like this. She found some shoes to pull on, her socks were hidden somewhere and she couldn't be bothered to find them. She was planning on using the same alias she always did, a book-loving college student who's on break. It worked out well because people always asked what literature classes she was in and all she would have to do is raise the book she was currently reading and someone would always make sense of it and know what class she was in. She was getting better at acting emotions out as well, at first it was really hard to act excited and the proper emotion for a situation, but this was getting easier for her. Then when she wanted them to leave she would tell them the whole truth about how she was a super villain who could shoot lasers from her eyes and she was on a big mission or training seminar, whoever would be talking to her would just laugh and tell her that's she isn't a villain then walk away.

They made their way to the city, cars bleeped and people yelled, talking came in and out of cafés and restaurants, there were screaming and cheers coming from pubs. Everything was so loud and the outside was much brighter. Though what annoyed Lara the most was that it was a sunny day, which meant that today the air was yellow, she would have loved nothing more then to be back in her room reading her red, red story. Though she knew that if she were to survive she had to follow directions. She kept her eyes peeled as they walk around the city, so far nothing seemed like it would work; if it was abandoned there was a reason because the building was not structurally sound and if it was there were people living inside. She caught up with Helena at one point and took her friend's hand.

"Are you alright?" she asked, her eyes looking straight at Helena's face.

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Character Portrait: Helena Roche Character Portrait: Xeno Min Park Character Portrait: Dismay Nyx Character Portrait: Lara McIntosh Character Portrait: Cameron Arthurs Character Portrait: Matt Kamrada
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A small sigh escaped the petite blue-haired girl as she kicked her knee-high clad conversed feet onto the tabletop while leaning back in the swivel chair. Hm... getting tired of black the red combo.. maybe I'll try purple ones? echoed the bored thoughts in her mind as she examined the shoes with mild interest. Desperate to escape the suffocating silence that had settled over their conference room, the female teenage had pulled out the newest IPod touch, the bright light glinting off the black screen. Ugh... can’t they dim the lights?! For god sakes... Are they trying to keep away vampires or something? flooded the irritated voice as one tapered finger flipped the ON switch. The device came to life, a black background with two gleaming teal hued cat eyes and a sadistic smile, otherwise recognized as the Chesire Cat, greeted Dismay before disappearing as her delicate fingers swiped the screen. It was quite obvious this girl had experience with technology because in less than 1 second, the password was approved and she was browsing through the long list of music. After a few moments, she stopped scrolling and began unravelling a cord from her pocket. Shoving the skull buds into her ears, Dismay tilted her head back onto the headrest of the chair. This had caused the ombre aqua hair to spill over and hang, frozen in place by gravity. Closing those black colored orbs, the villainess sunk into the world of violent music.

The heavy bass as well as the maniacal screaming faintly buzzed in the room from her headphones, the song a tad bit too “raging” for many people’s taste. A slight smile made an appearance on Dismay’s lips as Andy Sixx’s scream ended, the actual song of Perfect Weapon transiting into the dark instrumental section. It wasn’t until she opened one shadow hued eye that she realized Matt had suddenly appeared in the room with a smile (that didn’t quite reach his eyes) plastered onto his face. Pausing the song and yanking one ear bud out, Dismay trained those frightening eyes onto their leader, an amused smirk on her lips. What’s got Matty all in fluster? she thought to herself, quite amused. "Okay, guys. I know you're all wondering what the hell is going on. I'd love to tell you that it's nothing serious, but I'd hate to lie to you. The truth is... All the villains are dead, or as good as. Before you ask, we can't do anything. We're all that's left. And it's coming. The biggest threat of our time is heading for the city.

It will not discriminate. It's killed both heroes and villains already. None of us are safe. I can hear you all wondering why the hell we're going to the streets, in that case. We need to assess the situation. Most of us have lived in the city our entire lives, but we've never looked at it when planning defense. So that's what we're doing. Any structure that could be of tactical advantage, take note. Don't get yourselves in trouble. We'll stick together for a while, then we've got to split up to cover more ground. Let's go."
resonated their leader’s voice, easily filling the room with his words.

A sadistic smirk twisted Dismay’s fair features into one of a cruel demon as she gave a dark chuckle, folding her arms across her chest. She spoke, the tone almost laughing and quite heartless ”Those pricks deserved it then.. always blathering about “morals”. How ironic that they died. “Ironic”...nah, it’s more like hilarious. So, how many of those bastards are left? Kinda unfortunate about our team mates though..Heh. Oh well. As long as you’re not weak, I think we’ll be fine.” with that, she let out another demonic chuckle before getting up out of the chair and crossing the room with ease to the door. Glancing back, Dismay asked one more question. This time however, her voice held a bitter hardness to it, her eyes taking on a murderous glint”Hey, quick question...if we see any of those “heroes” out on the streets, do we have permission to slaughter them?”

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Xeno Min Park

Xeno awoke in his apartment from a crazy dream. Another one about his parents no doubt because someone was playing the erhu. It wasn't him. He yawned and stared at the ceiling. The other part of his crazy dream was that all the Villains and Heroes had been killed off or something, . He smiled and rubbed his eyes listlessly. Turning to the clock he saw he was clearly late. He need to get to homebase, or so it was called by his fellow trainees. With a speed that could make the Flash jealous, he had taken a shower, gotten dressed in some clothes he had just bought, and out the door with a bagel in his mouth.

Usually he would navigate his way from his dwelling to the base using parkour but not today. He was sure there was some meeting of some kind. He laughed awkwardly and grinned at how he was going to be punished for being so late. Anyways sometime later Xeno had slinked into the conference, hoping he could get to his chair without being seen. Cameron, Lara, Dismay, Helena, and Matt were all here, each doing their own thing. He knew they could see him, but he was so intent on getting to his chair at the moment that he barely registered what Matt spewed out. The truth is... All the villains are dead, or as good as. The words hung in his mind as he sat down. He hasn't known them well, but.....

Like a normal person, Xeno should have gone into shock or shown some form of fear. Unfortunately, he wasn't taught that way. A cheerful smile was plastered on his face. In his head though, he was formulating plans on what might happen, what he missed. The missing links were filled in as Matt continued. It will not discriminate. It's killed both heroes and villains already. None of us are safe. I can hear you all wondering why the hell we're going to the streets, in that case. We need to assess the situation. Most of us have lived in the city our entire lives, but we've never looked at it when planning defense. So that's what we're doing. Any structure that could be of tactical advantage, take note. Don't get yourselves in trouble. We'll stick together for a while, then we've got to split up to cover more ground. Let's go." He nodded a bit to eagerly, but he was an optimist after all.

Dismay spoke up a moment later. It was something about hating the heros and wanting to slaughter them all. He grinned at her like the Cheshire Cat. "Well if we are allowed to...I guess we can count on you to take them out!" Then Xeno thought about what he just said and clamped a hand over his mouth. "It wasn't proper to be encouraging people to kill others" , the old, warrior part of his mind scolded. "But they are our sworn enemies. If we see them we take them out or rough 'em up." His new modern mind argued back. He started scratching his head awkwardly in embarrassment, but that bright smile stood in place. He was so confused right now, about his response that is. He understood quite well that with the Villains dead, which is rather unfortunate, they needed to prepare to fend off this new foe.

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Character Portrait: Andrew Proctor Character Portrait: Helena Roche Character Portrait: Xeno Min Park Character Portrait: Dismay Nyx Character Portrait: Lara McIntosh Character Portrait: Matt Kamrada
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Matt arrived and Helena sighed in immense relief. Just the sight of his smile put her a little at ease. He was her rock, her support, and she could always count on him to be there for her when she was tearing apart at the seams. She took in his disheveled appearance in a calculating gaze, a small look of surprise gracing her features. She supposed she couldn't blame him, considering the circumstances. She probably looked a whole lot worse for wear. Subconsciously her head reached out towards him on the table, silently requesting his comfort. He smiled at her, though strained, breaking their gaze to address their trainees.

The next words out of his mouth were muffled in her ears, her heartbeat loud in her eardrums. She felt her blood pulsing through her veins, aggressive and hot. It was bad enough hearing it the first time, she could barely handle hearing it again. The people she used to hold so dear were gone. Sure, they were villains, but they were good to her. She couldn't ask for more caring mentors. And now Matt was the only remnant of her past. Except, of course, Andrew. Helena's eyes widened at the thought of her clever boy. Andrew was in more danger now than ever. Matt too, and all of her trainees. The oppressing need to protect them all was almost too much to bear. She knew she couldn't, not to a certain extent. She could only hope that her trainees had been taught well, that she trained them well enough to make it out there on their own. She prayed, something she rarely did, that they wouldn't do anything stupid. And then Dismay spoke up...

"Those pricks deserved it then" Helena's anger flared inside her in an uproar as the careless teen prattled on, "Always blathering about 'morals'. How ironic that they died. 'Ironic'...nah, it’s more like hilarious. So, how many of those bastards are left? Kinda unfortunate about our team mates though..Heh. Oh well. As long as you’re not weak, I think we’ll be fine.” The longer she spoke, the more fury began to dwell in the depths of her dark eyes. She glared at Dismay from the head of the table, enraged by the girl's heedless disregard. She didn't know the villains well enough to judge them that way. She didn't understand. And then she turned to speak again. This time however, her voice held a bitter hardness to it, her eyes taking on a murderous glint. "Hey, quick question...if we see any of those 'heroes' out on the streets, do we have permission to slaughter them?”

That had done it for Helena. Something snapped inside of her as Xeno laughed it off, and she could swear she felt Matt's eyes on her, waiting for her to get up and say something. He knew what she felt about careless ruthlessness. Helena hated it, despised misplaced wrath. Xeno—her baby—she could forgive because he didn't know better. She'd just have to try harder to elicit some morals into him, the morals her recently deceased mentors had taught her. But Dismay...

Helena spoke aloud, her voice raucous and stern as she fixed a harsh gaze on the girl waiting at the door. "You were given your orders, Nyx. You are to scout out for structures of tactical advantage and defense." Her British accent was laden in unbridled rage as she spoke past her clenched jaw. " If you so much as touch a Hero during your time spent undercover, I will personally reach into your chest and tear your heart out and then show it to you." Her gaze moved to the others, making sure they all caught on to the threat, "I will not tolerate killing for the sake of killing. Our quarrel is not with them. You will not use your powers against them unless they use violence against you, understand? The enemy of my enemy is my friend..." She quoted, "Keep that in mind while you're out there. We are not the only ones that have suffered at the hands of this murderer. I will not authorize innocent blood on any of your hands. The punishment for such offenses will be dire, and I will take care of you myself." She leered at Dismay before making her exit, heading to the garage that led to the exit outside.

Minutes later she was wondering the streets of San Fransisco, panting in anxiety and distress. She was trekking towards Golden Gate Park, anxious to approach her clever boy and keep him safe. The last one to have been killed was a Villain. Helena could only assume a Hero would be next. Suddenly, a hand clasped around hers. She turned, inhaling sharply at being startled. It was Lara, dressed her civilian attire with a look of concern on her face. "Are you alright?"

The more accurate response would've been no. She wasn't alright. She'd never been more afraid in her life, never felt the need to protect her loved ones more than at this moment. She was exhausted, mentally and emotionally. And it took all she had not to crumble under the endearment in those otherwise emotionless eyes.

"Yes," She answered plainly, "I'm fine."





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Do you know what is going on?

Alisia's voice sounded exasperated as it reverberated in the depths of his thoughts. Andrew turned his attention on her, catching her gaze, before giving her a comforting smile.

I've no idea, Ali. But don't worry, Scott wouldn't lead us astray. I'll keep you safe.

Andrew kept her gaze steady with his own as he raised a pinky, glancing down to it to assure her. It was a promise. A pinky promise. Laugh all you want but to Andrew pinky promises were the equivalent of a blood oath. He took them seriously. Ali knew this, and it was the only way he knew how to soothe her anxiety. She was confused, and wary about what was going on around her. And Andrew could sympathize. He wasn't almost as confused as she was, though he didn't let it show. He couldn't wait to get above ground and try to get a bird's eyes view of what was going on. He just had to be careful so that no civilians would see.

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Xeno mentally flinched when Helena started yelling at Dismay. It showed how despite her kind and nurturing nature, she was still a Villain. It saddened him to know that one of his favorite people to be with seemed to dislike the one he considered the mom he never had. Well he had no time to dwell on the matter as everyone filed out of the conference room. He was smiling with anticipation. He had never been on a mission with everyone before, but it would also provide a valuable amount of opinions. "Also like Matt said. We'll cover more ground." He mumbled.

Awhile later he was strolling the streets of San Francisco. The smell of food managed to occupy part of his attention, but he kept focus. He needed to find a strategic location. The cafe? The university? "The....Bridges." He said aloud, earning a few curious looks from passerby. In his moment of thinking he had lost everyone for a bit. Then he spotted the brilliant head of real blue hair. He rushed to catch up, but even he got lost in the busy crowd. Luckily he bumped in to Helena and Lara. Lara was comforting Helena by the looks of it. Maybe he could help..."Hugs~"He said cheerful and hugged the two tightly in a bear hug. "I hope you two don't intend on frowning on day. You'll get old and wrinkly." He released the duo and pulled and mashed his face to demonstrate. "Ah...sorry if that wasn't proper..."Again he scratched his head awkwardly.

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Lara knew that Helena was lying about being okay, but she also knew that pushing is wasn't going to help any. Instead of pushing further, she just tightened her hand to let Helena know she was there, though her face didn't show any concern or comfort, just it's usual black and focused look. Then Xeno came up behind the two gave them a hug. It surprised Lara to say the least, though she still appeared to almost a robot on the outside. Xeno was an interesting character to her, like Helena even though the red head would come across as cold and mean, Xeno would still do things like this; giving her hugs. He even took her criticism well, which surprised her the most about him when they first met. Though, Lara found him to be a bit too happy go lucky, she was starting to get used to him and his whole sunny demeanor.

"I hope you two don't intend on frowning on day. You'll get old and wrinkly," he said mushing his face with his hands, trying to exaggerate what he just said. Then he stopped and added, "Ah..sorry if that wasn't proper..."

Lara looked at him like he was being a silly little kid, "You're fine, with friends it's okay to act like that," Lara said, putting her arm around Xeno's shoulders which was a somewhat difficult task as he was taller than her. She leaned a little bit to whisper in his ear, "Though I think you should apologize for earlier. She likes you so she will forgive you, but it's a gesture of good faith and she will appreciate it." Lara let go of Helena's hand to go find Cameron, she wanted to talk to him to see if she couldn't figure out that feeling she felt this morning. She was only planning on leaving Helena or a minute, but she kept a careful eye on her friend in case she needed to rush back to her for comfort.
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"What do you think about all this?" Lara asked Cameron, "About losing all those people I mean." Her eyes were mostly on the ground, though they flicked up to check on Helena every now and then.

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Helena fashioned a tight lipped smile as Lara squeezed her hand harder, in an effort to comfort her. She was a smart one, the red head, and she knew Helena was lying. She wasn't alright. Nevertheless she'd have to get over it, have to be strong in front of the rest of her team. She couldn't put them in danger by allowing them to worry about her, diverging their focus.

She was pulled out of her reverie abruptly when Xeno came up and hugged them both. Helena felt the familiar warmth of his embrace and smiled, genuinely this time. "I hope you two don't intend on frowning on day. You'll get old and wrinkly." Helena let out a small, bemused giggle at the sight of him mashing his face. "Ah...sorry if that wasn't proper..." he added, scratching the back of his head in the most adorable way.

"You're fine, with friends it's okay to act like that." Lara replied, putting her arm around him. Helena's smile grew, seeing Lara display this small amount of affection—if she could call it that. When Lara pulled away from Xeno, the girl let go of Helena's hand walking away. Helena couldn't help but smirk as Lara kept looking back to check on her.

Then her gaze wandered to Xeno, her baby. She smiled sadly, pulling him close as her eyes began to water. She wanted more than anything for him to grow up without malice, without blood thirst. As Helena wrapped her arms tightly around his waist, she buried her face in his chest. She wanted him to grow up happy, to feel that he belonged. She didn't want him to succumb to the social norms of being labelled a 'villain' just because his powers are a little abnormal. She wanted him to be kind of person she knew he was, a good person. He was spectacular, caring, and kind. And the last she wanted was for him to turn out like Dismay, all blood thirsty and vengeful—causing chaos just for the sake of chaos. Her grip on him tightened as her mind slipped, forming this horrific delusion of what Xeno would be if he turned out like that. Helena pulled her self away, grasping his arms as a tear slipped down her cheekbone.

"Xen, darling, look at me." She muttered, bring her hands up to cup his face, "Lena loves you, you know that don't you? Lena loves you so much."

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Scott jumped a little as Skyla took a seat beside him. He'd been lost in his own thoughts, and mentally slapping himself in the hope that he'd wake up. "It's pretty bad, huh?" He nodded, sighing a little as he stretched. "Bad is an understatement." He remarked. He smiled a little at Alisia as she sat down, but she didn't seem to notice him.

He instinctively done a quick headcount, seeing who they were missing. Andrew was still waiting down the back of the room. Alisia and Skyla were at the desk. The only person missing was Athena. He wished there was some way he could leave a message for her, but his dyslexia made writing more trouble than it was worth. "Okay guys. Let's get going."

He led the way up to the street, glancing around. The city was chaotic, but no more so than it usually was. The words left his lips instinctively. "Stick together, guys. Let's have a quick scout around."

Everywhere was filled with words. Maybe it was because he wasn't in the best of moods, but it seemed even more frustrating. He could make out every third word or so, but not much more. His eyes dropped to his feet, trying to cloud his frustration and disappointment in himself. Even with all the coaching he'd received, he could hardly read or write his own name.

His eyes flicked up, and it took him a moment or two to register the sight he saw before him. But when he did, he swore to himself. It wasn't just them out in the city, then.

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Cameron smirked as Helena tore into Dismay. He mightn't have liked the heroes, but Helena had a point. As soon as they were dismissed, he stood up, fixing his beanie and heading out to the streets.

Cameron spotted Xeno, Helena and Lara together, with Xeno grabbing them all in a bear hug. The sight made Cameron immensely glad that he wasn't with them. He wasn't particularly fond of human contact. He could barely tolerate Helena hugging him or whatever. Nobody else was allowed to get that close.

He watched the scene unfold. Lara came towards him as Helena wrapped Xeno in a hug. Cameron smiled at Lara, a spark flaring between his fingers.

"What do you think about all this? About losing all those people I mean." She asked. He raised an eyebrow, shrugging a little. "I don't know. I don't think it's really set in yet. It's just like we're on another trip and that they're going to show us how to rob a bank without anyone noticing or something."

Something caught Cameron's eye and he turned to face it fully. A group of teenagers, all about their own age, led by a guy that looked about Helena's age. They weren't exactly the most extraordinary sight in San Francisco- until he saw Skyla. The heroes were on the streets as well. Matt had appeared at some point, but Cameron was more worried about Dismay. He watched her, trying to gauge her reaction. The flame that was still flickering between his fingers swelled until it formed a ball of fire, ready to intervene if necessary.

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Matt has been about to speak when Lena stepped in, dealing with Dismay. As the villains began to disperse, he himself headed to they room he usually occupied. He traded his black t-shirt for a clean white one, pausing briefly to fix his hair, before heading out to the streets. It took him a little while to find them, but when he did, he didn't like what he saw.

The heroes were on the streets as well. He hadn't seen them encountering each other. Something with as much possibiltiy for destruction as this wouldn't slip past his power, so it was entirely a coincidence. That didn't make it any less dangerous.

He glanced at Dismay, who hadn't seen them yet. "LENA! At your ten o'clock!" He yelled, striding forward. He went to stand a short distance from Dismay, enough so that he could prevent her from attacking if he needed to. He caught Lena's eye and shook his head.

No. Don't run. We can find out what the hell is happening and if it's happening to these guys.

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A bored expression tugged at Dismay’s fine features as she strode over to their group, a feeling of absolute disgust at the sweet display flashed within her. God.. whatever happened to villains being cruel and ruthless? Its all because we have one soft member.. I know it! She’s causing everyone to turn bloody soft! ranted a nauseated voice within her being, the temper flaring even more at the mention of Helena. Instinctively, her posture became rigid and standoffish as resumed a place on the outer edges of the circle next to Cameron.

Feeling a soft warmth near her legs, Dismay raised an arched eyebrow at her team member, those black orbs holding a questioning gleam. Sliding her eyes downwards to land on his fingertips and seeing the small flame flicker between them, the villainess’s signature smirk returned to its former residence before speaking out, the tone more or less amused and slightly threatening. ”Watch it, flameboy. Don’t you dare set these tights on fire, they're my favorite.” Choosing to direct her attention away from Cameron, Dismay shot another venomous glare over at Helena, who had, currently, placed her hands lovingly on her friend’s face. Gritting her teeth in annoyance, the young woman crossed her arms to constrain that urge to rip off her trainer’s face. That bitch.. she’s lucky I have enough self-control! resonated the haughty thoughts as she continued to stare at Xeno and HER.

However, a movement on Cameron’s hands yanked her eyes to look down curiously. That harmless flame was now turned into a full-blown ball of fire. That arched eyebrow raised even further in an incredulous surprise, those black orbs narrowing ever-so-slightly. ”Cameron what the hel-”, Dismay’s hissing words were cut off by another movement in her peripheral vision as Matt, their leader, stepped up next to her. What the hell are they doing?! growled a furious voice within her mind at their sudden closing in on her. The villainess was about to open her mouth to display the hostility when Matt boomed, his voice causing her to wince. "LENA! At your ten o'clock!". Whipping around to stare at Helena, Dismay froze iin place at the sight of the approaching heroes.

Those black hued eyes narrowed into slits and seemed to grow even shadow-y, if that was even possible, as she took in the sight of the approaching group. Her fists clenched in an attempt to quell the rising anger, the voice inside her whispering frantically Don’t act out... Look at Cameron and Matt, they are ready to fight you.. You’ll have your chance.. soon.. Sliding her eyes over to look at her comrades, they, those blackened eyes, immediately filled with disgust seeing them ready to intervene. Giving a small tsk of agitation, Dismay relaxed her stance ever-so-slightly. Keyword; ever-so-slightly. Training her hostile glare on the approaching crowd, Dismay merely gave a slight flicking motion with her tapered fingers. To anyone watching, it would have been a bewildering sight; a tiny circular shadow from a nearby tree had disconnected itself from the bulk and was currently snaking it’s way through the grass and between peoples feet at an alarming speed Finally, it paused at it’s summoner’s feet before slowly rising out of it’s 2D form and into one of a black cat. However, unlike real animals, it’s fur was pulsing and wavering like a shadow did. Giving a slight meow, it spiraled around Dismay’s body until it landed on her shoulder, rubbing it’s head against the girl lovingly before turning it’s glowing red eyes onto the approaching group. A slight smile made a rare appearance on villainess’s petal pink hued lips as a finger reached up to lovingly scratch the shadow cat’s head before she muttered ”Hey Jinxx, long time no see.”

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Xeno was confused about what Lara had said. To apologize to Lena...Then it hit him. She probably noticed his mistake with his social skills again. "Helena I'm so-" He began, but stopped when she pulled him into a hug. When she hugged him even tighter, he felt it difficult to swallow. Slowly he wrapped an arm around the her. "Lena...I'm sorry about earlier.." He murmured to her. A serene smile was playing across his lips. Right now his guilt was building up, but he needed to keep his smile. Besides he knew he needed to improve and mistakes were part of the process. As long as he could apologize he could learn to do better next time.

To anyone right now who didn't know the two villains, what Helena did next would have made it seem like they were a couple. Xeno didn't know and was puzzled slightly by the odd stares given by bystanders and passerby. His eyes widened slightly when Lena cupped his face. "Xen, darling, look at me." She was tearing up. "Lena loves you, you know that don't you? Lena loves you so much." He touched his forehead to her's briefly and grinned. "Of course I do, if not you wouldnt take the time to teach me so many things. Like how you can get money for free if you go into a bank at night and go to the room they locked up. You are like the mom I never had. Please don't cry." He wiped one of her tears away. That's when he noticed something from the corner of his eye.

A group of young adults. Heroes. Xeno saw Skyla and waved with his signature Cheshire Cat grin. However, when everyone else around him tensed he pretended to as well. "Lena...what are we going to do?" He asked as he brought a finger near his lips. It seemed Dismay was getting ready to fight with her shadowy pet. Cameron had a ball of fire. This all seemed like a plausible cause for him to be ready to fight as well.

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Xeno stared a bit confused. They weren't going to fight? But his fellow trainees' actions were a clear code that they should prepare to attack. Whatever it was, he was making his way to Dismay. He was grinning like a Cheshire Cat. "Dismay! Look what I got~" He held up a packet of Tieguanyin, Darjeeling, and some kind of rosé tea. "I was going to give these to you earlier...but you seemed busy." He was smiling serenely. He knew how much Dismay loved the tea that was pricey. In his mind he was trying to figure out what to do next if that didn't appease her anger. Maybe he could use what she feared if she got out of hand? Now what did she fear....

A random memory popped into his head when he brought five giant bags of gummy worms, bears, octopus, sharks, and rings. She had fled the room faster than anyone he had seen. It seemed very amusing to him, but Dismay didn't speak to him for awhile after that. He looked around there was a stand with someone selling candy. The whole bottom row contained gummy treats. Okay that's the back up just in case. He thought happily.

"Is it okay to pet it?" Xeno asked out of the blue. He reached a hand out, but then drew back. He need permission first.

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Lara stood back from the group, observing all this from a far. It seemed that Helena and Scott, whom Lara had met a couple times before, were the ones who were the acting leaders now for each group. Being that the villains and heroes were usually enemies it seemed that they had decided on talking a compromise out. Cameron and Matt both walked over to Helena, apparently they were taking on the roles of body guards for Helena. There was also a girl, Lara only knew a little about her that she could persuade people, who walked up beside Scott. Though it seemed she was the acting body guard for Scott, she didn't really seem the part all that much, but then again knowing her power Lara knew that she didn't have to be what you would call a normal body guard. As Lara continued to watch it almost seemed like a battle ground, even with the by-standers walking past them. They both had leaders and those who would protect the leader at all cost; then looking to Dismay, those who would seek to overthrow the leader. This was unfolding like some of the dramas that Lara had read from Shakespeare's plays. But what role would the others take on? What role would she end up being?

Xeno had distracted Dismay with some tea, Lara couldn't help but think at how frivolous that was to loose focus of the situation just because someone had waved some leaves in front of your face. Though Lara was glad that Xeno had distracted her, before she could make the situation worse. Lara looked back to the heroes. It was odd, to say the least, that there would be a group of heroes about as big as their group wandering the city at the same time as they were. The thing that Matt had mentioned earlier about the thing that had attacked being non-discriminatory, it must be true. She wasn't sure at first because most people do tend to support the heroes more, but this thing wanted them all dead. But why? Lara thought to herself, Is it because we all have powers? Did this person get hurt by someone with a power and now feels the need to make the world safe from those who do? Or is it because another reason? Something deeper than that, something worse. Maybe they are trying to build a machine to give everyone powers, but they need a certain amount of DNA from each person to understand how it works? She brought her thumb to her lips, almost as if she were going to start biting her thumb nail, but it just stayed where it was resting on her bottom lip. For those who know her, they would know that she was deep in thought or that something very serious was on her mind. The letter! She thought, her eyes not really focusing on anything, but looking to the top of the buildings, We got a letter, the person who wrote it says they have powers as well. But then why do they want to kill others like themself? That doesn't make any sense. I wonder if the heroes got a message as well. If we could study both of them together, looking at the handwriting and what it says, we could possibly deduct a little bit more about who this person is and why they want to kill us.

Lara stopped and looked directly at Scott, she had formulated a plan, and though it was dangerous especially with Dismay being who she is, it was the only logical plan thus far. After they find a secret base of course. She walked towards Scott, passed Helena, Matt, and Cameron. She could feel everyone tense as she wasn't in the leader role and yet acting like it. She walked the short distance till she stood in front of Scott, in the middle of where both groups stood.

"Did you get a message from the killer as well?" Lara asked, her voice was strong and unwavering and her eyes just as focused on the task at hand.

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Alisia yelped as she felt the pain rip Andrew. Immediately she shoved her consciousness into his, trying to take some of the pain onto herself. Not a lot, she knew Andrew wasn't a baby, but she didn't want him to hurt if she could help him. She didn't like the way that girl was around Andrew, like she felt he belonged to her.

'Are you okay,' she asked him softly. She didn't want to pester him too much with her worry. She felt rage, and for a moment she worried it was her own. She wasn't sure, there was such a full rainbow of emotions right now. She quickly put a shield up around Helena's 'Clever Boy,' so she couldn't hurt him again.

She just wanted desperately for them to go away. They had lost enough today, they didn't need to spend their time fighting with the villain trainees.

'Do you know that girl Drew? There is so much rage boiling underneath her, I don't think I like her.”
She heard Lara ask about the note, with a deep breath she spoke aloud in her very soft, quiet voice.

"We did," it was short and sweet and to the point. She wasn't even sure if she should be telling anyone, but if there was a chance they could all just work together that would make things easier. Maybe.

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Lara looked to the girl who spoke and nodded once. She then looked to the rest of the villains who were already walking away.

Her brain was working constantly in that moment, never breaking its thought pattern. She walked back to the rest of the villains. Lara knew she needed to look at that letter again and even get her hands on the one that the heroes got so she could compare the wording in both letters as well as the handwriting. The more she thought about it the more she knew that it might also help to look at what kind of paper it was written on. She wouldn't get a lot of information from the latter, but it might help, just maybe she might be able to figure something out from it. If it was written on a newspaper that might mean that the killer would have circled an article or underlined a line in it giving them some clue, if it was written on printing paper that would mean that they got it at one of the computer stores in the city. Though she wasn't sure how she would be able to figure out which store they got the paper from and even from there so many people had a need for printing paper that it would nearly impossible to figure out who they were.

Lara let her brain take over as she kept walking, not realizing she was passing the rest of the villains to the front of the group. Then she heard a scream of pain, breaking her out of her thoughts. When she turned around she saw Helena with her hand in one of the heroes chest. Though it seemed like she was indeed grabbing his heart, for some reason Lara couldn't shake the feeling that something about this picture was off. Was Helena lying? Or was it just that Lara had never seen Helena act in such a violent way before? Either way the red head knew that Helena was making this situation worse. They had to work with the heroes not against them. She was about to go up to Helena to make her stop, but then she withdrew her hand and then began to walk past everyone. Lara was feeling that tensions were getting high and knew that something bad was going to happen if everyone didn't get a grip on their wildly running emotions.

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Scott felt his blood start to boil at the moment she touched Andrew. Nobody hurts my heroes. Her actions only accelerated his anger.

"Don't move." He warned his heroes. "Keep an eye out, talk to a few people, see if anything else strange has happened, but don't go too far. And don't come after me. Even if you hear me scream. If you hear me scream, you run as fast as you can." He wasn't taking any risks.

Something was telling him that they'd need to co-operate for this to work. And he needed to make it clear what would happen if they didn't. He doubted the villains wanted to see the city destroyed either.

The villains weren't like the ones from comic books. They weren't the ones who destroyed the city. They were the ones who made it difficult to rebuild, because they wanted to rule the world their own way. They were like the heroes, but with their own interests in mind.

Scott strode after the retreating villains, before breaking into a run. "You know as well as I do what's about to happen, Helena." He called. "You know what's happening, and you're just afraid of facing it. If you're going to keep letting this happen, then this is what we'll face."

His power kicked in so instinctively, engulfing all of the villains in a total illusion. He immediately felt the strain on his mind and his body, but kept it up.

He showed them the city in ruins, fires surrounding all of them. Dead bodies scattered the streets, and it was risky to try and move if you wanted to avoid contact. The air was filled with screaming and flames, as well as the occasional wailing siren.

The smell of death hung heavy in the air, mixed with the smoke. You could almost feel the heat of the burning buildings. And then Scott added the final piece. The bodies of all of the heroes and villains scattered the streets. He included the trained ones, just to add to it. He held that sight for a minute or two, then ended the illusion.

The moment he did so, his legs gave way and he collapsed to the ground, exhausted. He was still conscious, but barely. "That's what will happen."

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Cameron watched the proceedings with interest. He frowned a little when he saw the boy's reaction. If Helena really was grasping his heart, he'd surely be showing more signs of pain. And he'd been taught to read expressions by the best- Helena herself. It meant he couldn't read hers, but he knew something was up.

He followed the lead when she turned away, heading for the streets. Now that more people were around, he sighed and extinguished the ball of flames in his hand. A small flame probably would go unnoticed, but he doubted that they'd be ignorant to a fireball engulfing his hand.

He hated to say it, but he knew that his pyromania was worsening. He was finding it harder and harder to extinguish the flames. It didn't require any more physical effort, but it took a lot more personal strength to quell the flames. He knew it was dangerous. Any loss of control in a dangerous situation could be fatal. And that extended to him as well.

He heard the male's voice once again, but chose to ignore it. He was considering asking around to see if there were any abandoned office buildings around when the illusion took over.

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No, no, no, this shouldn't be happening. We should be working together on this. This is a bad idea. The visions once again caused Matt to stumble backwards as he saw what would happen, thanks to Helena's decision to walk away. He fell behind for a second or two, before lengthening his stride to catch up with his ally and friend.

"You know I trust you completely, right? I just don't want you or our team to get hurt." He kept his tone light and pleasant, as though they were discussing where they were going to take their class next.

He knew that she'd misinterpreted his expression. The coldness wasn't directed towards her. It was just that from time to time, it engulfed him until he wasn't even sure who it was directed towards.

"We need to work together. My power's been working overtime, and it doesn't look good. We need them."

The voice of the male hero seemed to confirm that he felt something similar. Matt's hand instinctively drew his gun, but didn't turn. Matt had been wondering what his power was. And then he found out.

The illusion was eerily close to what Matt had seen, but with more flames and less explosives. When the illusion ended, Matt found himself spinning around to face the male hero. He didn't move as he collapsed, instead watched Lena's reaction and holstered the gun. They weren't in any immediate danger, it seemed.

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Xeno grinned when the shadow manipulator calmed down for the time being . At times she was angry he had to admit he feared her. ”Jade Tie Guan Yin?! The Iron Goddess of Mercy?! And a Strawberry Rose herbal!? Xen! These are just what I need, my stock was getting low~” He grinned even wider when Dismay gave his a brief hug. It gave him happiness to see his friend happy. As the shadow cat, Jinxx, crawled onto him. He turned to look what was happen across the street.

Lena was "negotiating" with the heroes. He shuddered when she saw her stick her hand in a heroes chest. He knew she wouldn't do something so crude...probably. The Heroes seemed resentful and worried at this action. When Lena was finished, that's when they would all probably go off to base again. He scratched the shadow kitten and smiled as it purred. "Your so lucky Dismay. You can have company when ever you want." It was true. Even if he could make creatures from his blood, they needed tone from another source other than his. He could make it out of his own blood, but it would take hours to replenish it. The kitten gave him a reproachful look when he put her back on Dismay's shoulder.

Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed Lara approach the Heroes. She asked them about the letter and nodded when she received an answer. Afterwards, everyone started head back to base. Xeno had just turned to follow that last of his fellow trainees when the scene changed in front of him. The familiar scent of death filled his nostrils. Flames licked at his face as an explosion happened nearby. Corpses littered the ground. His eyes zeroed in on a familiar face. It was Lena. He clenched his fist, but his smile still stayed. Then it ended. It left him with a feeling of frustration.

Xeno turned his head towards the group again. A male hero, the one talking to Helena, seemed to be the one who cast it. Illusions...hmm...Brushing up on meditation and no-mind technique would be in order. He thought and then smile warmly at the Heroes. "It was nice meeting all of you. See you soon." He waved bye before turning to follow Matt again.

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Images of a ruined city engulfed Dismay, the scent of singing bodies and rotting corpses attacking her senses. In a eye-wided stare, the young villainess took in the sight of crumbling buildings against an ashy red sky before those dark eyes landed on a new sight, a more gruesome one. In front of the teal-haired girl, a mere few feet away, were the soulless corpses of her fellow villains (as well as heroes), all strewn about and covered in crimson. Red.. its...blood! whispered the excited inner voice as the shadow manipulator gazed appreciatively at the chaotic hellish scene. A small fraction of her being knew it was wrong to become gleeful over the sight of destruction but those feelings of remorse were quickly overpowered by the emotion of lust for blood. A lust for revenge, a lust for death.

Within her black-hued orbs, Dismay knew excitement and sudden anticipation shone heavily yet clearly within them. And she didn’t bother to hide it. In fact, a look of disappointment flashed across her delicately carved features when Scott had fainted, taking away the beautiful scene with him. Biting her lower lip, eyes narrowing ever so slightly in annoyance due to the lack of time she was allotted for admiration, Dismay whispered softly to her teammates. Within the whisper, an pining want and a strange tone was present. ”Wouldn’t...that... be a shame.. if it came true..you know?”. It was an obvious lie, to Dismay it wouldn’t be a shame if the future turned out hellish; to her it would be fun.

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It felt like he actually passed out for a second or two, before he felt Athena pulling him onto her lap. It was only when she put a hand on his forehead that he flinched. He realised what a stupid idea it had been. Both he and Athena were in a vulnerable position right now, and he didn't have the energy to defend either of them. He pulled away from her, unsteadily getting to his feet. His balance wasn't the best, but he wasn't going to let them abuse his weakness.

"The world will fall. We're the only things standing between it and destruction right now."

A shadow flickered in his vision. Well, not exactly a shadow, but something black and darting. The hairs on the back of his neck stood up straight. As he was about to say something, the male villain yelled out for them all to hit the ground. Moments later, gunfire filled the air, followed by an explosion of the building next to them. The gunfire didn't falter.

Adrenaline replaced the exhaustion, and Scott ran for his heroes. "GET DOWN!" He yelled. As he reached them, he grabbed their hands and crouched down, pulling them down with him.

"The moment the gunfire stops, scatter and regroup back at base. It's too dangerous for us to be out in the open right now." He hissed at them. "Act like frightened civilians wanting to get away from the explosion. Talk to as few people as possible."

As soon as the bullets relented, Scott was on his feet and moving, heading for the base. He didn't feel right, like something was about to go wrong. Or possibly that it already had. More than just the explosion and attack.

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The illusion paralyzed Cameron, and he turned to face the male hero as soon as it was over. The effort of the illusion was evident, and Cameron turned away once again, allowing the words to swim over his head. It wasn't his choice whether they cooperated or not. Either way, he'd work with it.

Matt yelled out, and Cameron felt gunfire pierce the air. He swore to himself and ducked, making himself as small as he could and lighting a small fireball. A second or two after, an explosion shattered the air, the shockwave sending Cameron flying. Uninjured, he scrambled to his feet. As he did so, an arm wrapped itself around his chest, covering his mouth with a rag to stop him from screaming and the other injecting a needle into his arm. He instantly went limp and watched as the fireball in his hand extinguished itself, moments before he blacked out.

The whole thing happened in the space of thirty seconds after the explosion. He didn't think anyone had seen him or his attacker.

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A vision, from his own power, not the male hero's, swallowed Matt. Gun fire shattered the air around both the heroes and the villains, before an explosion detonated. With that, the vision ended.

"GET DOWN! NOW, RIGHT NOW!" He yelled. To their credit, most of the villains hit the ground. They'd seen how accurate his warnings were, a point which was emphasized by the gunfire that pierced the air. He was a little slow to hit the ground himself, and a bullet skimmed past his shoulder, grazing it. He grimaced as he flattened himself against the ground. He saw Cameron light up and counted the seconds. One. Two. Thr-

With a whoosh that almost sucked the air from his lungs, the building near all of them went up. The heroes were scattering. Matt's head shot up. Helena. Where was she, and was she in danger?

"Get back to the base. Split if you have to, but stay safe. Don't try any stupid crap. We're in enough danger as it is." He ordered, getting to his feet. He pulled out his fake police ID and used it to cut his way through the crowd.

As soon as he was clear, he broke into a sprint. He found her and grabbed her shoulders. "Helena. There was an incident. Gunfire and an explosion. We need to move." He took her hand with his uninjured arm.