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Iskaldur Níu

Arctic cold? I would call it..., how do you say..., beach weather

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a character in “The Masked Ones”, as played by TushoKa

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Although my power is cold, my heart is not.



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♦Name♦
Iskaldur Níu
My name can not be pronounced by the people of Earth, so they called me Iskaldur.


♦Nickname♦
Kaldur, Pluto, Frosty
Nicknames are not of my own making, but then again no name but my alias is.


♦Alias♦
Hyperboreas
Like the ice kings of old.


♦Age♦
25
I'm not sure I understand what a year entails, but they say I'm 25.


♦Place of Origin♦
Pluto
We called it Zymmdal, but Pluto also has a nice ring to it.


♦Home City♦
Arctic, Greenland
I like to spend my time at HQ, nice temperature and a watch room to observe human behaviour. Alternatively I spend my time in the place where I was found.


♦Occupation♦
Fisherman
If I'm not in HQ, you can probably find me on the seas around Greenland.



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♦Likes♦
|| Fish || Ice || Darkness || Human behaviour || Cold area's || Rock music || Coffee || Bears || Dogs || WWE || Soap opera's || Numbers || His friends || Bicycles || Ice skating || Silence || Boxing

♦Dislikes♦
|| Vegetables || Heat || Old people || the French || Human language || Electronics || The loss of his real home || Racism || The Legion || Not knowing the difference between right and wrong

♦Hobbies♦
Boxing || This is one of the things that comes naturally to Kaldur since it is very similar to something he used to do on Pluto. They do it to keep warm in the endless cold nights and the men can use their powers in order to punch harder. It is great training since you can absorb the strikes by armoring yourself with ice and you can strike with your fist encased in ice. However using sharp ice is not allowed and considered foul play. Boxing practices great speed and precision.

Fishing || The first place on Earth where Kaldur arrived was in Greenland. He was cared for by the locals of one of the villages on the big island. Almost every single person in the village worked as a fisherman and Kaldur helped as much he could. It brought him great peace of mind, concentrating on such a mall thing with silence all around you. He also liked to do it during the night as he has slight night vision.

Observing human life || For someone on the outside, like Kaldur, human life can be quite surprising. They think of the craziest things to spend their time and it is all a little confusing to a Plutoan. He is currently obsessed about learning what is wrong and what is right, since it is not always very clear. This is why he likes the WWE so much, since you know after 2 minutes who is the villain and who is the hero.

♦Secrets♦
Only survivor || Kaldur claims he was the only survivor after a colossal asteroid hit his planet. Although there were not many, it is wrong to say he was the only one. He was one of 10 survivors, but by far the most healthy one. He was the only full male that survived and according to the rules of his people he was the most important one to live on. He tried to care for the other survivors, but not everyone had the same intention. One of the others killed the rest when Kaldur was sleeping. Awakened he, as a result, killed him in turn and only then made plans to leave his home. He feels guilty, not for murdering, but for letting others get murdered while they deserved his protection.



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♦Origin of Powers♦
Iskaldur was born with his powers. Amongst his people, having powers is not uncommon although not everyone is blessed. Most of the people on his planet have both female and male reproductive organs. They can look female, or male, but they share the same reproductive organs. Full females, without male genitalia, were the rulers of Pluto. Full males, without female genitalia, were the soldiers. Only the soldiers had these powers, which would come down to 5% of the total population.

♦Power/s♦
Iskaldur has complete control over ice, being able to manipulate it to his will and create it from molecules in the air. He can also lower the temperature around himself and manipulate the weather to create snow. With his ice control he can cover parts, or all of him in ice, forming an armor around himself. Even fully covered in ice he still keeps his flexibility and can freely move around. Aside from armor plating he can also put up spikes of ice like a hedgehog. Kaldur can cover himself and his surroundings in ice, making him invisible in the mass.

He can form naturally frozen water in forms of snow, hail, ice spikes, glaciers, frost and polar ice caps. Aside from calling these up in their natural forms he can also extract them from his own body. With this he can for example shoot the ice spikes or let the snow storm come from his body. He has never tested how far he can go with this power.

Iskaldur can use ice as a form of transport. Although he can not fly in the literal sense of the word, he can lift a piece of ice from the ground an control it. So in other words he can let the piece of ice fly while standing on it. Another form of fast transport is ice surfing, actually unproperly called so as it more closely resembles ice skating. Here he creates small patches of ice in a row where he then skates over.

Aside from his powers over ice, he also has a form of night vision. On his planet there are not as many sunny days as there are on Earth and his eyes have grown used to the darkness.

♦Power Weakness♦
Fire and heat || In general these elements make it very hard for Kaldur to use his powers, there is a reason he prefers Greenland and the Arctic to the Sahara desert. Even though he can cover himself in ice, he does not actually turn into ice. The ice will cover his skin, but it would still be skin underneath. If a bullet would penetrate the ice, it could penetrate his skin as well. The only remedy to this is making his ice armor stronger as where the bullet would not be able to penetrate his armor at all.

Light || For someone who can see so well in darkness, it is difficult to focus in blinding light. He is far more sensitive to light and staring into the sun directly could cause blindness for longer periods of time. And exposed to sun light directly for a longer period of time could cause permanent blindness.

♦Strengths and Talents♦
Patience || Kaldur can go without rest and without events for days. He will sit silently without getting irritated about it for a week at least. As one of Pluto's soldiers he would have to stand guard on the wall like this for a long time.

Pressure || The best results come when Kaldur is being put under pressure. Again this is from his days on the watch. Every soldier would save up days of concentration and adrenaline only to use it all when it was required.

♦Weaknesses and Flaws♦
Inappropriate || At times he can be inappropriate simply because he doesn't know when he is crossing a boundary. This might cause him to say the wrong thing to the wrong person or not knowing when to keep a secret.

Technology inept || Not being used to high forms of technology from Pluto, he has trouble dealing with the technology on Earth. On Pluto technology was reserved for the rulers of the planet, the full females.



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♦Fears and Phobias♦
Reptiles || On Pluto there is no animal like the reptile. And Kaldur wouldn't have minded if they wouldn't have any reptiles on Earth either, they creep him out.

Failing his friends || On Pluto he has already failed his friends and family before. The Masked have accepted him as one of their own and he fears that he might fail one of them.

♦Aspirations♦
Finding more of his species || He refuses to believe that he is the only one left of his species. There was more than one pod available, although none were taken when Kaldur left Pluto. He is looking for answers about his people and only realizes now how little he knows of his own origin.

♦Personality♦
Some people would claim he is cold hearted, but this is not true. He may react in a different way than most humans would, but this does not mean he cares any less. He is objectionable and rather states facts than feelings. Although he is not very forward about it, his friends know the things he likes and doesn't like.

Kaldur is reserved, he still feels he is in a strange place and he is afraid he might be doing things wrong. He does his best to observe human life and to pretend he is one of them, but he is not. He has learned to speak English when he arrived on Earth, but it is not the same as being a native speaker. The same goes for human life, it is always difficult to adjust to a new culture when you did not grow up there.

He is seen as a very polite person. He will hold open doors, wait to sit until all ladies do, make sure he is the last one in the group so others don't get lost or forgotten. Mostly this is because he grew up in a culture where women hold the power and were almost regarded as Goddesses.

Kaldur has been called simple more than once. He sometimes doesn't follow the conversations of his friends, not because he doesn't want to, but more because he conversation will go to quick for him to follow. This is why he likes watching soap opera's, the actors always speak slow and emphasize every single word. It is a great training for him.



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♦History♦
Iskaldur was born on Pluto. Directly after his birth he was taken to a training camp for soldiers. As such he does not really know who his parents are. Of course on Pluto this does not matter and is the same for every Plutoan. Family is of no importance, but gender is. With a population of 92% hermaphrodites, 5% males and only 3% females, the smallest group had the most important role. Females are the leaders of their planet, mostly referred to as Queens or Goddesses. They decide the law, the current direction of their civilization and everyone else is below them.

After them come the men, they are regarded as the soldiers and the protectors of their civilization. Although the Plutoans were he dominant species on their home world, they were not the only. Monsters and animals of different shapes and sizes constantly threatened the Plutoans. In the early days walls had been put up around cities and the men defended them wih their lives. Most useful for this were of course their powers, that all full males had.

Like all males the first 15 years of his life, Kaldur spent in a training camp. Learning about their history, their duties and their powers the students were not allowed to leave the camp. The first time they did leave was when he was allowed to take up guard on the wall. And so he lived day in, day out. Threats would come up and with use of their powers, and a great display of teamwork they would be stopped. Over the years he grew in rank and at age 21 he was one of the wall leaders. This meant that at any given time, if he was on the wall he would be in charge. Thinking of this as a great honor would be wrong, as all men come to this stage at one time in their live.

Then one day there was a threat that no wall could protect them from. An asteroid hit their planet causing their core to implode on itself. The initial hit had already caused many deaths and the conditions on the surface only got worse over time. Initially Kaldur and ten others had been protected from the blast and had survived, some injured, some not. Kaldur being the only man of the group was put in charge. Not knowing what to do, he thought of seeking one of the Queens, since of course she would know what to do.

For what would be considered a month on Earth they looked and searched without any result. While waking up one time, Kaldur found that one of the others had murdered everyone but Kaldur and himself. Enraged Iskaldur froze the murderer to its deepest core so that every vain and every organ had turned to ice. Being the only one left filled him with great sadness and great guilt. He had been the leader and he had been responsible for these people. The fact that they did not survive was his fault and revenge did not deliver the gratification he was looking for.

His goal had not changed and after another week he had come to one of the palaces. It was now crumbled an hardly resembled what it once was. In one of the yards he found the pods that had been there for ages. He has seen them before and had been explained that this technology could bring them from one planet to the other. As per Kaldur's knowledge none of the pods had ever been used. The nine in this yard seemed untouched and were named. The names of nine Queens were graved into the pods themselves. Committing a great crime he stepped into one of the pods, closed it, and then pressed the biggest button he could find.

With a deafening blast and the feeling his stomach could explode he launched into outer space. As a patient man he did not wonder where it took him, nor did he mind the time it took. As such he did not know how long he travelled before the pod crashed into water. Being found by fisherman Kaldur was heavily confused. They did not know who he was and what he could do, but they accepted him as one of their own and taught him the language and other skills. H later learned he had arrived on Earth's biggest island, called Greenland.

Iskaldur thought that if any of the other pods would leave his home, they would most probably go to the same planet. Looking in the coldest places on Earth, he actually stumbled onto the HQ of the Masked. Learning of his powers they accepted him as one of them and he has been a valued member of the team ever since.

So begins...

Iskaldur Níu's Story

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Time: 6.05pm
Date: 5 April
Location: The Docks, Bordeaux, France





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"I think she wants to play hide and seek with us Jet." Vixen's voice echoed through the warehouse, carrying easily to where Mira, a.k.a Starfall, stood behind a pyramid of crates catching her breath. "But I'd much rather play something a bit more physical." A wave of anger rushed through Mira, her breath quickened and her fists clenched as the emotion attempted to influence her. Vixen could manipulate emotions of anger in people, intensifying the emotion when even a small amount was present. Mira could only grit her teeth and attempt to subdue the emotion, knowing that to give in would only help to feed Vixen's strength. Vixen and Jet Black, two supervillains who Mira knew to be part of the infamous Legion, roamed through the warehouse, searching for the hero who had come to stop their crime. Mira had been the closest to the robbery when HQ picked up the police call and had been the first to arrive, running right into Vixen and Jet Black as they attempted to make their getaway through the docks.

"I could use a bit of backup here." Mira whispered quietly, her hand touching the communication device in her ear. All the Masked members wore the communication devices. Wherever they were, whatever they were doing, they would get the message and unless they were busy somewhere else, Mira was confident that her fellow heroes would hear her call for help and arrive as reinforcements as soon as possible. She took another breath, readying herself for action. She could hear both Vixen and Jet getting closer. The echo of their footsteps somewhat distorted Mira's ability to pinpoint their proximity, but Vixen's constant stream of provoking insults gave Mira a fairly accurate idea of how close they were to her.

"I'll give you one more chance to surrender." Mira shouted, her voice loud and clear in the warehouse. "Accept and no one will get hurt." Mira didn't truly believe that the villains would surrender so easily, but as with everything she had to try a peaceful solution first. Only once she had explored other methods would she resort to violence. In answer to her statement she felt another spike of anger, which she subdued with a deep breath and gritted teeth. A movement to her left caught her eye and Mira turned to see Jet Black emerging from a patch of shadows. His answer was just as clear as Vixen's as he sent a wave of shadow-spikes flying towards Mira. Mira leaped out of the way, throwing a ball of light at the villain. Dark spikes and light sphere collided in mid-air, each swallowing the other in a bizarre dance of light and darkness. Before Jet could throw another attack Mira grabbed a stream of light falling through the broken roof. In the blink of an eye ten identical copies of Mira appeared, each as visually believable as the next. Each ran in different directions, distracting Jet while the real Mira made for the cover of another stack of crates.

"What a nice little trick." Jet's voice dripped contempt and even as Mira made for the cover of the crates, a wave of darkness washed over herself and her doubles, destroying her illusions and throwing herself back into an inactive lorry. The lorry, a large metal machine made for moving large numbers of the wooden crates at once, buckled slightly as Mira hit it. Her bruises would heal in minutes, the lorry would take far longer to fix. As Mira pushed herself from the machinery Vixen emerged from the shadows behind Jet, a small collection of sharp knives in her hand, "You know, you look human enough on the outside. But I've always wondered what an alien looks like on the inside. Perhaps I'll find out today." Vixen smirked as she taunted Mira and in one smooth motion she sent three of the knives flying towards her. Mira threw up her hand and a wall of light expanded from her outstretched fingers, growing to cover Mira as the knives sped towards her heart. Each knife hit the wall of light with a soft thunk before clattering to the ground. Before the last knife had hit the concrete Mira flung her other hand out, sending a beam of light energy towards Vixen. The villain didn't have time to dodge the attack, and with a surprised gasp Vixon was thrown across the warehouse and into a pile of crates.

At the same time Jet, showing no concern whatsoever for his team-mate, threw a stream of darkness at Mira. Tendrils of shadow wrapped around her hands and arms, pinning them to her sides. Outside the warehouse Mira could feel the sun setting and the last rays of sunlight slowly disappearing. As the night approached Jet's powers only increased, while Mira's usually weakened. Which made it particularly hard to break free of his shadow chains. Mira wiggled ineffectively, trying to break the bonds. "Can we kill her already? Or are you just going to watch her struggle?" Vixen spat, pulling herself out of the crates and wiping a trail of blood from her forehead. "If you don't have enough balls to do it, let me. It'll be my pleasure." The vindictive smile had returned to her face as she walked up to stand beside Jet and face Starfall, a new knife held threateningly in her hand. "No." Jet said, "I caught her, I get to kill her." His free hand, the one that wasn't controlling the dark shadows wrapped around Mira, pulled a spear of darkness from the corner behind him. The shadow spear solidified, the point as deadly as any metal spear.

"Any time now guys." Mira thought as she eyed the spear, hoping that the timely arrival of her team would save her life.

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A wall of ice, that was all that could be seen from the outside. A wall of frozen water covered the watch room at the headquarters of the Masked Ones. It had been there for three full days, and not a single person had entered the room to see it. Even if they would have showed up, they would not have seen what was going on, no one could have suspected the true meaning of the wall. Inside the wall was Iskaldur, patiently waiting for the first person to enter to see absolutely nothing in the wall. He was trying to become invisible in the ice, invisible to the naked eye, but without anyone to test it, it seemed to be useless.

Through the communication device he heard Mira whispering for help. It was more than enough for Kaldur to break off this little exercise, he needed to help his friend, his new home and his new family. The ice surrounding him slowly shifted, and a gate was formed for him to step out. He saw the screens more clearly now hat he had unobstructed vision, he could not see Starfall on them. Why don't these images ever tell me what I need to know? He spend a lot of time in this room observing the humans as they went about there business, but whenever there was a real emergency he found there was rarely a moment where he could trust the screens.

He walked out of the watch rooms and walked over to the teleportation pads. It was one of the very few pieces of technology that he seemed to be able to get to work. He was not interested in other kinds of technology. They all looked alien to him, which made sense 'cause they were, at least to him. Before the teleportation was activated he covered himself in iced armor, you could hardly say there was an actual person beneath al of the ice. The ice formed a mask on his face, which seemed appropriate for someone that is part of the Masked.

The teleportation started and after a few moments Hyperboreas appeared just outside the warehouse where Starfall was supposed to be. Beneath his feet Kaldur created a thin layer of ice and with his powers over ice he lifted it, and so himself, into the air. He floated over to one of the open windows on the second floor of the warehouse and opened it far enough to climb through. Although it was quite dark in the warehouse, he did not need any time to adjust. Living on Pluto will learn you to deal with darkness... Floating down the same way he went up, he landed safely on the warehouse floor.

He could hear the villains talk to each other over who got to kill her. The one Kaldur knew to be Jet apparently won and looking from behind some crates he could see a spear of darkness gaining shape and sharpness. A little bit further he could see Mira, who, to the best of his knowledge, did not seem to enjoy the spear aimed at her. Stretching out his hand Kaldur encased the hand that held the spear in ice. That spear will not leave his hand any time soon

Jet screamed out of frustration. Not because of the cold, but simply because he could not throw the spear at the annoying little alien he seemed to have trapped. He turned around trying to see where Hyperboreas was, but Kaldur had taken position behind the crates again. I see one damned alien is trying to protect the other. Why don't you come out here and join your friend in death, you frozen piece of shit!

Kaldur placed his hands on the floor and created an ice rink underneath the two villains, hoping to get them out of balance. Apparently Vixen could see or sense the direction from which the ice was coming and she threw a knife at the place where Kaldur was standing. Hoping he was on time he put all of his effort in doubling the ice armor around him and the knife hit his chest, leaving a crack on his armor. With the distraction Kaldur hoped that Mira would be able to get herself to safety, hand and arms wrapped or not. If they really wanted to overcome the Legion, they could use some help from the other team members though....

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"Hey, Ed, what you reading?" Edward winced slightly as the vaguely irritating intern bounced into the room, filling the previously quiet room with noise and an energy that Edward didn't particularly want. "Shakespeare. Romeo and Juliet." He replied, biting his tongue to prevent him from telling the intern that if he called him Ed again, he'd skewer him. It was nothing personal- Edward had hit a wall in researching his sister, and it was irritating him. The intern leaned on the counter, frowning at Edward. "You read Shakespeare for fun?" Edward sighed, and was about to answer sarcastically when he heard a voice in his ear.

"I could use a bit of backup here." Mira was in trouble, it appeared. He stood, pulling on his jacket. While he sometimes wore the hooded jumpers that people of his age seemed to frequent in this time while he was at home, he always wore a proper shirt and trousers to work. They reminded him of what he wore back home, and it wasn't too dissimilar to what most of his co-workers wore. "I do hate to cut our conversation short, but I have an urgent meeting that requires my attention."

Edward made his way out onto the streets, heading for his apartment. Usually, he'd allow himself to take in his surroundings and compare it to his time. However, he ducked his head and walked as fast as he could, his mind questioning scenarios and wondering what could be happening. Once he got back to his apartment, he changed into his "costume" of a black shirt and slightly more comfortable pants, as well as a simple black mask. Some of the Masked had said that it looked like something from the "Phantom of The Opera", but Edward had only heard of it in passing. The mask covered half of his face, but both of his eyes.

He slid two swords into the sheathes at his waist, as well as a pistol and some spare ammunition. It was old fashioned, but the Legion seemed to seldom protect themselves from swords- giving him a nice advantage. He stepped into the portal and quickly sheltered behind some crates, allowing himself a certain vantage point.

It wasn't hard to find the source of the trouble. Kaldur's armor had a crack in it already. Vixen seemed to be focused on him. She would be an ideal target, but her powers would also be the most difficult to deal with. Edward's eyes continued to search, and then landed on Jet. Jet was entirely reliant on the object around his neck, and in the few encounters Edward had had with the villain, he had been able to conclude that it was the source of his powers.

Jet's powers were also reliant on light- or rather, lack of it. Edward, still crouching behind the box, pulled his phone from his pocket. It had taken him a few hours to get used to it, but after that, was using it like a native. He switched on the flashlight, before standing up and stepping into the open, flashing the light around.

"It's strange. You think that your abilities make you superior to humans... and yet it is human technology that can weaken you. Then again, you're not much more than a human, are you? You're entirely reliant on that... " A spike of darkness shot towards Edward, and Edward spun around, jumping away and shining the light around him. He laughed a little. "Oh, did I touch a nerve? I would say I'm sorry, but I'm not."

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"You completely cheated! There is no way in Hell you just got the weight to the top with him lower the difficulty or something. I mean, c'mon Lily. I adore you and you know that but, look at these little noodle arms of yours." Theo said as he looked down at the girl walking next to her as she held her new giant stuffed panda bear that she had won at one of those 'test your strength' booth whenever a carnival came to town, good for them. They always just went on the boardwalk near their apartment building whenever they wanted to. The Italian just shrugged as they stopped at the end of the boardwalk away from everyone else. "Who knows? Maybe it was just luck. Or what I like to call it, skill." She raised an eyebrow with a growing smirk on her small face as Theo scoffed and rolled his eyes. "Skill my ass."

Lily nudged him softly trying to hold back her strength but, when she pulled away he still rubbed her shoulder softly. The girl nervously chuckled before rubbing the back of her neck. "Sorry." The taller male shrugged before he cleared his throat and moved closer to Liliana. "I need to ask something, Lily. It's kind of important." A small smile grew on her face as she moved close to him with the blush rushing to her cheeks. "Okay, what is it?"

"I was wondering if maybe sometime--soon. That you might want to--.."

"I could use a bit of backup here." Liliana was snapped out of it when she heard Mira speaking in her ear. "I'm... I'm so sorry, Theo. I really need to get going. I need to go help out a friend." She said as she started backing away from him and into the crowd. "Wait, is everything okay? Do you need help?" Theo asked with deep concern in her voice. For the longest time now, Liliana was always running off at strange times of the day and out of now where only to return with a few bumps and bruises and the girl never went into great detail about how exactly she got them. "No! I mean, everything perfectly fine. I can handle it. I'll be back soon, but can you put the video up for me. Thank, Theo!" She said as she rushed off before he could ask anymore questions. As she exited the boardwalk and to an abandoned part of their apartment building, where people were forbidden to go under any circumstances. Which made it the perfect place to hide her costume.

She undid the lock with a bobby pin, only to walk in moments later and locking it again right behind her. She stripped down and slid on her skin tight costume and gold mask. She also put in a pair of colored contacts that changed her eyes to brown. Sure, blue eyes were common but, she was still in the process of getting used to having to stay safe in case anything was too happen. She didn't want to take any chances where she might be noticed in her 'normal' life. She pulled hair out of her face and into a ponytail quickly before pulling a gadget out of her belt that she had borrowed from their headquarter to help her teleport wherever she need to get. She tossed it towards the windowsill where it opened up. She slipped her body into and grabbed it with her hand before entered the 'vortex' you could call it all the way.

Looking around she could hear a few bangs and yells in frustration coming from in front of the crates she was behind. "Well, sounds like Jet's here." She said to herself as she hurried from the behind the crates to help out her teammates. She could see Edward dealing with Jet and helping out Mira and she looked to see Vixen going after Kaldur who's amour already had a crack. She took a deep breath out before releasing fire from her hands towards Vixen, hoping to distract her away from the others long enough, surprising it caught the girl slightly off guard. "Oh, I've never seen you before."

"Yea, I'm what you could call the new girl."

"Well, welcome to your initiation." Vixen as she just stared at the girl for a moment. Lily had only heard about this girl, Vixen and Vixen had probably not even known they had gotten a new member and while her power was impressive, Zodiac felt like she could take her or at least distract her long enough. Lily had never seen the other girl's power in real life but she did all she could to learn about it. It took to a lot to make Liliana afraid of someone. Before one of them could act, Liliana started putting fire towards Vixen's feet with a small smirk on her face before the older lunged towards her and threw her towards the brick wall. Liliana shook her head as she rubbed it before getting up as if nothing happened. "Oh, you have strength don't you?"

Liliana just shrugged before getting up and smirking before picking a crate up and tossing it towards the girl who nearly missed it. "I have a few more things up my sleeve as well, care to find out? Or do you want to give up and flee now?"

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"So, uh, you come here often?" Aloysius Ridge, or Louie as he was more commonly known, mentally smacked himself in the head. What kind of pick up line was that? It was what you'd expect to hear coming from some delinquent teenager, not a bona fide college graduate. The girl who had caught Louie's eye, a stunning redhead with an adorable sprinkling of freckles across her nose, laughed and, with eyebrows raised, glanced around, "You mean do I come to the book store often?".
"Strike two, Lou." The blonde boy thought the himself. The pick-up line was hardly appropriate at the best of times, even more so when it a public book store. Louie decided to change tact. His eyes glanced down to the book in the girl's hands, "So you're into applied physics? Have you read Doctor Greyson's journal, 'The Essential Applications of Pure Physics? It's one of my favourites." The girl's eyes seemed to light up and she excitedly opened her bag and pulled out the very journal that Louie had mentioned.
"I loved it." The girl said enthusiastically, "I heard he does research for the university, which is partially why I chose to study here." Louie could only praise his good fortune and luck. What were the chances that she'd know and love Dr Greyson's work. Now all he had to do was drop the fact that he knew Dr Greyson (perhaps not personally, but he knew people that knew him) and he'd be in with a chance. He opened his mouth, drew and a breath and...

"I could use a bit of backup here."...and the communication device in his ear went off. Typical. Not that he held it against Mira, but come on, couldn't it have just waited a few more minutes... "I've gotta go. But hit me up in the research department. I'll introduce you to Dr Greyson, we go way back. I'm Louie Ridge by the way. Lovely to meet you." Louie turned on his heel and made a quick exit of the book store, leaving the girl staring confusedly after him. Once out of the shop he quickly set off down the street, knowing that there was an alleyway just past the bus stop that he could use. The weather wasn't particularly pleasant in Edinburgh that day, a light drizzle with promise of more overnight, but that only helped Louie in a way. All the pedestrians were all so focused on getting home after work and escaping the rain that the majority walked with their heads bent to the pavement or hidden behind large umbrellas.

Once Louie had reached the seclusion of the alleyway he did a last check to make sure nobody was around. Confident in his isolation he closed his eyes and sent a jolt of electricity through his body. Louie has always explained the sensation like an electric shock rolling through your body, gaining velocity and power as it goes. Only where the electric shock would hurt most people, the feeling was more like a cooling sheet of water to Louie. The jolt sent out a chain reaction that, in less then a second, transformed his organic form into one constructed completely of electricity. His form was still that of a young man, four limbs, a torso and head, but his whole body was now a sparking collection of glowing electricity. He bent his knees, glanced up towards the sky and, in one smooth motion, leaped into the sky. When in his electrical body Louie could fly, passing through the atmosphere at the speed of lightning, literally. A trail of electrical sparks followed in his wake and when he pushed passed the sound barrier (a necessity given that he had to get from Scotland to France in time to save the day) a loud 'boom', much like thunder, sounded.

Only a few minutes had passed since his initial take off when Bolt, zoning in on the coordinates provided by the communication system, landed outside the warehouse. With a snap of his fingers his form returned to normal, although some remaining static still lingered across his skin. If anyone were to touch him at that moment they would receive a rather large electric shock. His eyes quickly took in the scene, from the ice leading up to a warehouse window to the sounds of fighting coming from inside the warehouse. In a series of quick strides Bolt made his way towards the entrance. His hands lit up as tiny bolts of lightning appeared, dancing around his fingers. Aiming both hands at the doors he let the bolts loose, watching with satisfaction as they raced towards the doors and hit. There was a loud explosion and when the smoke cleared Louie stepped through into the warehouse. "I hope I didn't miss the party." he said, a wide grin on his masked face as he took in the scene.

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Even as Mira struggled against the bonds that held her, her eyes were drawn to the sharp spear that Jet was creating. She could regenerate from most wounds, but she doubted that a spear through the heart would be something even she could come back from. So it was a great relief when a casing of ice grew over Jet's hand. Mira felt a grin cross her face, Kaldur was here. Jet screamed, his frustration evident and Vixen taunted Kaldur, her insults as classy as ever. In retaliation a covering of ice appeared on the warehouse floor, creating a sort of ice rink for the two villains to navigate. Vixen, always more clever than people gave her credit for, seemed to know where Kaldur was taking shelter and with her usual killer aim sent a kick flying towards him.

Mira didn't have time to see if it hit, her own attention returning to releasing herself from Jet's bonds. As distractions captured Jet's attention, his control of the shadows wrapped around her began to diminish. Luckily the arrival of Harachel, or Edward, allowed for an even larger distraction. As Edward taunted Jet Black, Mira called up her powers. Light began to appear in between the cracks in the shadow bonds, growing stronger as the shadows grew weaker. Within a minute the shadows had almost completely disintegrated and Mira was free.

As she brushed the last remaining tendrils of shadows off her arms she caught movement and a rush of heat from the corner of her eye. Zodiac, also known as Lily, their youngest and newest member had arrived and appeared to be doing well in holding Vixen off. "I have a few more things up my sleeve as well, care to find out? Or do you want to give up and flee now?" The young hero said as she threw a crate at the villain. Seeing that things were being handled well in that quarter and trusting to Kaldur to step in should anything take a sour turn, Mira set her sights of Jet Black. She noted Edward's technique with his torch and followed suit, in a way. She held her hands up in front of her and create twin globes of bright light, illuminating the warehouse as if it were open to the midday sun. Of course, if there had been the midday sun above her the light would be even brighter, but for now it would do.

Mira took a step towards Jet, only to stop as a sudden explosion and flash of light shook the warehouse. This light had nothing to do with Mira, although she could make an educated guess at who would make such an entrance. Once the smoke had cleared, revealing partially melted doors that were hanging half of their hinges, Louie stepped into the warehouse. "I hope I didn't miss the party." He said, his trademark grin spread across his face. Mira made a mental note to herself to give him a note on not needlessly destroying property once they got back to base. For now the Masked had to deal with their enemies."Give up Jet, you're outnumbered." She said, turning her attention back to the villain, "Stop fighting and come peacefully, you can't win."

Apparently Jet recognised the wisdom of Mira's words as he glanced from Edwar, to Mira and then to Louie. "Vixen, we're leaving." He said to his partner, although his eyes remained trained on the three heroes in front of him. "Like hell I am." Vixen replied, "I'm not going anywhere until I've taught Newbie a thing or two." Mira glanced behind Jet to see Vixen pulling another knife, likely about to throw it at Lily.
"It wasn't a question." Jet replied. His eyes flicked from Edward to Mira and back, "Hate to run, but..." As he spoke a wave of darkness erupted from him, exploding over the whole warehouse. "No!" Was all Mira had time to shout before the darkness engulfed her. Mira held up her hands as the wave flew towards her, only to have her spheres of light extinguished as the shadows covered her.

Then the darkness receded. Cursing in her native tongue Mira created another sphere of light and let it float into the air above her head, illuminating the warehouse. She glared at the spot where Jet Black had been half a minute ago. Vixen too was gone, having been transported through the shadows to wherever the Legion called home. With a disappointed sigh Mira glanced around at her team mates. "Is anyone hurt?" She asked. She held a hand to her own arm, quickly erasing any bruises that had began to develop during the fighting with her healing magic. "Oh man, I miss out on all the exciting stuff." Louie said as he walked over to join Mira, disappointed that he hadn't got to fight either of the villains.

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Vixen had been chasing Kaldur, giving him no time to fix up his armour of ice. And even worse, he did not have any more chance of helping Mira until he could think of something. Both situations seemed to be resolved by the ever welcome team members that just arrived. While Harachel was assisting Mira, mainly by distracting Jet Black, Zodiac took on Vixen for the very first time. Due to the distractions it seemed nobody was looking at Kaldur at the moment and he intensified the icing on his chest repairing the crack Vixen's knife had created. After only 20 seconds it looked as good as new and he could see where he might be needed.

Lily seemed to have taken on Vixen all by herself. Not that he didn't trust her to take care of the villain by herself, but team work was always better. With the young hero throwing one crate after the other at Vixen, there was no way she could see Kaldur coming. In his hands he created a large pole of ice that ,according to Mira, closely resembled a bo staff. Having studied humans and their behaviour for a while now, he had only ever seen a staff like this in the hands of an overgrown turtle. He agreed with Mira on the likeness between the two.

Kaldur made ice shoot out of the ground just under his feet, resulting in his launch into the air. With his staff ready to strike Vixen, he saw the crate just in time. Even though thrown at Vixen it seemed to come in his way with haste. Holding the staff under his right arm and balancing it with his right hand, he launched an ice pick at the crate with his free hand. The crate broke into a thousand pieces and some of them seemed to hit Vixen in the neck. Due to his quick action he himself was not hit, but he didn't get the chance to knock down the female villain in front of him. She turned around like a lightning bolt facing Kaldur and had her knife ready when the real lightning bolt came in. The door cracked and Louie stepped in:"I hope I didn't miss the party."

Kaldur kept asking himself how Louie always did it. Just when he thought he had a grasp on what the word 'party' meant, although he couldn't imagine ever having an occasion to organize one, Louie came in to confuse him. Apparently it wasn't a gathering of people invited by a host for a socializing purpose, if this right here was a party than the word was merely a replacement for the word 'gathering'. Back at HQ he would have to look into this again.

One of the words Kaldur did know was 'outnumbered', and it seemed to apply to this situation perfectly. Jet Black knew the same thing to be true and a flash of darkness followed. In the darkness Kaldur felt a slight pressure against his armour, at about the height of his blood organ. It did not really hurt and when the darkness disappeared, so did the pressure. He looked down at his chest and saw a carved figure in the shape of a heart on it, clearly carved there by one of Vixen's knives. Had this been an attempt to stab him? If so, it hadn't been a good one. First of all it would haven't nearly gone through the armour, an secondly he had only felt a slight pressure while he knew Vixen was capable of far more than that.

From the other corner of the warehouse he could hear Mira asking: "Is anyone hurt?" Kaldur thought to himself, if confusion would not be considered hurt, and he was pretty sure it wouldn't, he appeared to be fine. "All fine," he called back. He walked over to the rest gesturing Lily to come as well. "Oh man, I miss out on all the exciting stuff." Louie said.

Kaldur thought he spoke of how exciting it would be if they had captured the Legion members and had taken them back to base as prisoners. In that way they had actually all missed out. In an attempt to be part of the group he put his left hand on Bolt's right shoulder. The moment he did, he received a shock from the static hero that nearly made him jump. He let go quickly and recovered himself in an instant. "We all missed out, my brother in arms, we all did."

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A number of things happened in quick succession, but certainly not too fast for Edward notice. Mira lit up the room like it was midday. Louie burst in, bursting the door off of it's hinges. It may or may not have been intended as a scare tactic, but it certainly worked. The villains realised rather quickly that they were outnumbered. Jet ordered them all to leave. Vixen was the only one to object, but Jet insisted. Edward didn't miss his eyes flicking between him and Mira. He still held the phone in his hand, with the torch on and angled towards the villains. A wave of blackness engulfed the warehouse, making Edward temporarily blind.

When he could see again, the villains were gone. "Is anyone hurt?" Mira asked. "No. I will probably have a few bruises in the morning, but nothing too damaging." Louie walked over towards Mira. "Oh man, I miss out on all the exciting stuff." Edward shoved up his sleeves, examining a small cut on his arm. One of the shadow spikes had evidently caught his arm, but he'd missed it somehow or the other. Kaldur then made another remark. "We all missed out, my brother in arms, we all did."

"I know things between my time and this has changed, but I wouldn't exactly call that fun." He remarked, rolling his black sleeves down and buttoning them up again. He lifted his mask from his face, shoving back his hair and allowing him a complete 180 degrees of vision. He tuned out of the conversation as he started looking around.

If they were here, there had to be something of value. Something they were looking for. Something they wanted. He ran his hand over the nearest crate. Originating from America. Extra packing. Fragile contents. Laptops or other electrical products.

"Mira, what were they looking for? What were they attempting to steal?" He asked, running his fingers over more crates. This one was similar. Smaller boxes however. Originating from Japan. Phones.

Electrical products. Valuable if you were planning on selling them on, but the Legion had as much money as the Masked did. They had no need of money, so unless they were looking for parts from laptops and phones to build something. But somehow he doubted that. They could just buy the raw parts. And that seemed below the Legion.

"What were they doing when you arrived? Did you seem to interrupt them? Are there any boxes that are open or look like they were attempted to open?" He asked, still investigating the various crates.