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Brady Helling

Don't pray for a miracle, work to make the world a place where they're no longer needed.

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a character in “The Northern Delegates: Apocalypse”, as played by Alexander_Right

Description

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Name:
Brady Helling

Species:
Werewolf

Gender:
Male

Age:
18

Relationships:
Sister: Katherine Helling
Mother: Stacy Winter
Father: William Helling
Maternal grandmother: Midnight Winter
Paternal grandparents: Adsilla and Jerome Helling
Uncle: Hunter Neverwinter

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Former Titles:
None

Current Titles:
Veterinarian

Abilities:
Duplication: Brady can duplicate inanimate objects and organic material to a certain extent. The more complex, the more energy that is required for him to duplicate something. The more complex the organic material or organism the less perfect the copy. He has been unable to successfully duplicate any whole living organism more advanced than an invertebrate without egregious genetic deformities. He mainly uses his ability to provide supplies for the city.

Telepathy: Brady can communicate mentally with those around him by sending thoughts, images, memories, and emotions. His ability is broad spectrum meaning he picks up on everyone around him and filters out who he wants to hear or speak to. He has much more control over this ability than his other. Since he was a small child he never found the need to speak verbally being able to mentally connect with others around him as a means of communication. Even now as a teenager, Brady doesn’t speak verbally. There is only one documented case of Brady speaking at all and that was 18 years ago.

Flaws:
Overprotective
Mute
OCD about things being out of order or mislabeled
Tunnel vision

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Description:
Brady doesn’t like people all that much which is why it made sense that he wanted to work with animals. He is finishing up veterinary school and currently interning with the resident animal doctor who is a 90 year old human, and on his last leg. It’s understood that Brady will be taking his place once he kicks the bucket. Amazing that a human of his age has survived the blight yet perfectly fit humans have fallen, wrong place wrong time he guesses.

When Brady isn’t working, he’s with Kathy. Katherine is Brady's world and he feels the need to protect her from accidental contact with outsiders that may cause her harm. He is always found in close proximity to Kathy to guard her and protect her, in a way he feels he needs to keep her away from others, especially men, which is why she never strays far from his sight.

Brady and Katherine both work with the Anevay tribe. Midnight saw to their evacuation rather quickly so many members survived and the tribe didn't take as many losses as others did. The tribes are bound together, their past differences pushed aside by the need to survive, not to mention the council wouldn't tolerate a tribal war in the city and right now, it's the safest place on the planet. Kathy and Brady stay connected with their roots to honor their father. The tribe is still controlled by the Helling family, the majority of the family were successfully evacuated and survived. The prompt Delegate response to aid the Anevay also served to solidify the bonds between the organization and the tribe, they have become one of the Delegates strongest supporters and allies. Brady likes to think this would make his father happy, even if he didn't really know him.

Between work, the tribe, and keeping an eye on Kathy, Brady doesn't have a lot of free time but when he gets it he spends his time composing music. He may not speak but that doesn't mean he doesn't use his other senses, if anything it has made his hearing all the better and has given him a true appreciation for beautiful sounds. Brady can compose the most beautiful music, but when it comes to playing it, he's struck out. Brady can't play an instrument so he leaves that to his sister and grandmother, both of which are very musically talented.

Training:
Brady went to school like the other kids and pursued his chosen path. He is currently in his final years of interning with the resident vet. Combat training is difficult for Brady but not because he's bad at it, he doesn't like to fight. Brady prefers to use brains over brawn when it comes to a situation but he still attends combat training regularly, you can't exactly reason with a Specter.

History:
Katherine and Brady were young when the blight broke out. Brady was just an infant and doesn't remember much. Brady remembers very little of his parents but he has a few treasured memories and those he doesn't have, Kathy is happy to share with him.

The transition to Sequoia was easy for them, both children took very well to the heat, come to find out that's because the kids are fireproof. While they don't have a fire ability, they do have an affinity for it thanks to their mother. They don't feel heat at all and not even the hottest temperatures or flames will burn them.

Brady was a lot closer to the other Delegate boys before Kathy's ability took a dangerous turn. After that, while still close to them, he spent most of his time with his sister. Now anyone that wants to get near his sister, has to go through him first.

They live rather quiet lives. Kathy isn't allowed to join a team, train with strangers, or go on deployments due to her condition, and Brady refuses to go because he won't leave Kathy and he doesn't want to be involved in unnecessary combat. So they both do their jobs, fill their time with mutual hobbies, hanging out with the other Delegate teens, and hanging out with the tribes.

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Personality:
Brady is quiet and shy but not just because he doesn’t speak, he doesn’t often communicate at all. Brady only communicates with people when he has something to say and that doesn’t include mindless dribble. He is introspective, thoughtful, and is always contemplating the world around him. He doesn’t trust easily but once he does that person is considered family.

He always appears to be thinking, and in fact he is. He evaluates others and how they behave, often using their actions as a base to judge how he wants to go about things. He doesn’t believe in violence and will do anything to avoid it. He hopes someday the world will progress to a point when force is no longer needed, but he understands that the world isn’t at the place yet and others must use force to stop force. He just isn’t one of the people that could make tough calls, he couldn’t decide between one life or another, couldn’t kill a person to save one. Brady respects those that can make those choices, even if he doesn’t understand how they could live with themselves afterwards. Specters are a different story since he believes they aren’t people anymore, they are parasites, a virus that uses and feeds off people. They are probably one of the only creatures on the planet Brady is capable of killing. Thankfully he never has been forced to.

He is a bit OCD, and has a very particular way of doing things. Everything has a place it belongs in, he labels everything, and he can’t function in a chaotic environment. This makes him great at his job since there’s little room for things being mislabeled or out of place, but makes it difficult to cut loose or relax around disorganized people.

Brady prefers the company of animals, he finds the most comfort with them and appreciates the honesty an animal possesses. Humans and immortals are capable of deception, cruelty, and inflicting arbitrary pain on the world, animals aren’t. Not to say he doesn’t spend time with people, because he is around people plenty. He acts pretty average for a teenager except for the not talking bit. Others find his stoic nature appealing, his world views idealistic and refreshing.

If he does cut loose it’s only with his fellow Delegate teens or with his tribe. When he’s with them, he doesn’t have to worry about Kathy getting hurt, and he can be himself. He isn’t much of a party boy but he’s always at the teen’s parties usually laughing at the antics going on. They’re the only group of people that he can let his guard down with, that he can trust to take care of his sister, and can get out of his own head.

Previous Appearances:
The Northern Delegates: The Next Generation

So begins...

Brady Helling's Story

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Katherine Helling Character Portrait: Brady Helling Character Portrait: Hari Neverwinter Character Portrait: Hunter James Neverwinter
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Katherine made her way through the walkways of Sequoia with quite a lot of care. The city was bustling and Katherine was never allowed to walk around when there were so many strangers about. Her hoodie was pulled up to cover her face and she took care not to bump into anyone as she made her way to Oren’s labs.

She opened the door and entered, closing it promptly behind her. It wasn’t often she was in Oren’s lab, this was Annita’s thing, not hers. Katherine looked briefly at all the sciency stuff lining the walls. Man this place was creepy, she couldn’t comprehend what Annita saw in all this. Finally she spotted Oren who startled her train of thought into the mental soundness of those that liked taking apart dead things only to put them back together and shove them in smelly jars.

“Hi Oren
 So you’re probably wondering why I’m here, because you know, I’m never here. Honestly this place creeps me out
 so obviously that’s not why I am here.”
Kathy said fumbling to form thoughts.

“I uh
 I’m worried about my grandma. She’s been getting all these headaches recently, which you know I chalked up to her not eating or sleeping. I mean you know her and all, not eating or sleeping is normal for her.”
Kathy explained.

“But I was in training with her this morning and she did something weird, like checked out or something. I mean she was just staring off into space, like daydreaming. Which is weird because I’ve never seen her lose focus like that. She came out it pretty quick and was her normal self but then I went to change and when I was about to leave the locker rooms, she was doing it again. Claire showed up and Midnight snapped out of it but then Claire bugged out when she touched her and said she was freezing cold, which is totally not normal.”
Kathy said quickly trying to get it all out.

“And then Midnight voluntarily took a sick day and Claire covered for her. I know I’m probably freaking out over nothing and this is no big deal but I’ve never seen my grandma take a sick day. It’s a little concerning knowing she would show up to work half dead. It’s probably some mental thing from
 everything that’s happened
 and I know that’s not your department but you’re one of her closest friends and I would really like to know from a physical standpoint, if she’s going to suddenly keel over at the breakfast table. So do you think it’s possible for you to pay her a visit sometime in the near future or check her out if she comes to visit? Just to make sure there’s nothing serious happening. And I’ll uh
 make sure none of the teens are putting acid in her coffee.”
Kathy said chuckling nervously.
“Which they totally wouldn’t do for the record.”

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Hunter looked over and chuckled at the two late arrivals.
“Well, well, well
 Look who decided to grace us with his presence?”
Hunter said laughing.

“Take five everyone.”
Hunter said going over to his brother and putting him in a playful headlock.

“Sleeping beauty here, needed his rest.”
Hunter joked fluffing up his little brother’s hair.

“You know, Dad was never on time for training, or anything else for that matter. He told me that one time Midnight dragged him out of bed for training, dragged him all the way down to the arena at the old HQ, only to find out that he was still fast asleep. You come from a long line of unpunctual people. We traded it for our good looks.”
Hunter joked giving the kid a wink and letting him go.

Hunter got some water and sat down on the bench for a second.
“Hey Hari, you think after training we can take a walk? There’s something I want to talk to you about. And before you start freaking out, you didn’t do anything wrong, it has to do with me actually.”

“Oooo
 I bet I know what that’s about”
Came Brady’s voice in their heads.

“Shut up Brady, don’t you say a fucking word!”
Hunter yelled pointing at Brady accusingly.

“I don’t say anything, remember?”
Brady mentally replied with a chuckle.

“Very funny, back to work everyone!”
Hunter yelled shaking his head.

“That means you too sleeping beauty.”
Hunter said to his brother clamping his shoulder and shoving him towards the rest of the group.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Midnight Amelia Bravo Character Portrait: Christopher Straight Character Portrait: Annita Night Character Portrait: Kato Character Portrait: Brady Helling
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**Lots of stuff here. Sorry if there's errors, I've been patching this together piece by piece. Some colab, some not. I'll be getting up character sheets on our newest baddies as soon as I can.**





Midnight had gone back to her home after her lovely visit with Oren and Reith. No answers as of yet but it was rather early to tell, there were such a vast number of things her condition could be so the process of elimination could take a few days. She was brewing a pot of coffee when Kat walked in. "I know you have a party to be at so I'll be brief. I have outlined a more in depth training plan to maximize your effectiveness in combat. You're precise, nimble, dedicated, and accurate to a degree that I have only seen once before in a trainee. This person became a legend for their use in Kyusho, or the art of using pressure points as an attack and defense. To be able to paralyze an opponent with a single strike or render someone unconscious with a carefully placed blow is a considerable skill that not many possess. I think you would master this fighting technique and become a force even opponents three times your strength would fear. Your father was the best I've ever trained in this style of combat but I have a good feeling you could not just match his skill but surpass it. If you're interested, I'll train you as I once did him." Midnight said leaving the kitchen to dig through one of the boxes at the door.

This box that had been locked away for the last eighteen years was filled with random items from her family and friends; items that were stored at her place for safekeeping with or without her knowledge. People did have a nasty habit of leaving things at her house figuring it was the safest place to put them. Midnight pulled out a box and opened it to delicately pluck out an engraved gold locket. "Come here Kat." Midnight instructed. When the girl walked over Midnight brushed her hair aside and clasped the necklace on the child. "Your father is a remarkable man and he is one of my closest and most trusted friends. He is honorable, loyal, and virtuous; he never betrayed or abandoned a friend nor took unfair advantage of an enemy. He did not love easily but when he did it was the kind of love that became a part of him forever." Midnight said as she brushed Kat's hair back into place.

"He had this made for you before he left on that day, they must have delivered it to my house and it got packed away like so many other things during the chaos. Inside is a family picture of you, your father, and your mom on one side. On the other is a mirror engraved with Japanese characters that roughly translate to, whatever future there is for me, there is love in it because of you and to see yourself through my eyes is to see the beauty of the world in yours."

Midnight pulled something out of the box the locket came from; it was the full size picture the one in the locket was based off of. "I have never seen him so happy in his life. There are a lot of pictures in here of you three, and some of the rest of us with you too. This one is my favorite." Midnight said shuffleing to a picture of Reith and Shisou playing video games, an infant Kat in Shisou's lap, controller in hand. The most amusing thing of the picture was how into the game Kat appeared to be even though her controller wasn't plugged in. "Grant is a picture whore and he took a lot of pictures much to Shisou's distaste, the pictures actually get quite hilarious. You can really see how they were together from these. There's a series of them that Grant captured of Shisou punching him in the face and the last one is of a broken camera lens." Midnight said turning over the small box containing the pictures and the jewelry box. "Those two were always in trouble; well Grant was in trouble which dragged Shi into trouble. Like the time one of Grant's parties got out of hand and Shi went to get it under control and ended up being heavily dosed with acid which ended with both of them on my doorstep wearing those kiddie inflatable swimming tubes with the animal heads in front and flippers on their hands so they could clap like a seal... They were hollering about how they needed my help to save sea creatures everywhere from total annihilation during the next mortal kombat tournament. Every time I tried to get a word in they both just kept yelling 'fatality' at me." Midnight said laughing. "Never thought I would miss that."

Midnight shook her head and went back to the kitchen. "I'll talk your ear off all night if you let me. I could spend this whole century telling stories. You have a party, and I don't want to keep you any longer. You probably want to drop that stuff off at home since someone will kill you if you spilled beer all over it." Midnight said pouring a cup of coffee and making it the way she liked which was black, one sugar. "Be safe tonight Kato." She said giving the girl a kiss on the cheek. "And have fun."




Annita had left the shop and made her way to the party which was already thriving with the select people invited. She stepped over the immortals already passed out on the floor to make her way to Chris who appeared to be having the time of his life on the dance floor. "Having fun?" She asked smiling.

"Fun is an understatement!" Chris said over the music. "These amplifiers Kathy made are awesome and they don't even need electricity. The band sounds epic doesn't it?"

"They are rather good."
Brady chimed in mentally.

"BRADY!" Chris said giving his friend a bear hug. "You need a drink, or two!" Chris exclaimed wrapping his arms around the pair and leading them to the bar. He got his friends a drink and leaned against the bar.

"The strippers are a nice touch." Annita said laughing as she shot back her drink and ordered another.

"Exotic dancers Ann, stripper sounds so degenerate. These girls have some serious skills, it's an art form." Chris said.

"Skills? Please Chris they're grinding on a metal pole in their underwear." Ann scoffed finishing her second drink and moving on to her third.

"A metal pole isn't the only thing they know how to grind on." Chris said looking over to Brady. "Am I right?"

"When he's right, he's right."
Brady mentally agreed.

"Plus if you think it's so easy, why don't you give it a go Doc." Chris teased.

"Bet you morning patrol duty she says no."
Brady sent to Chris.
"You're on." Chris mentally accepted.

"I hardly think I need to lower myself to that kind of behavior to prove my point." Ann said shaking her head. But after a moment and two more shots, Ann rethought her position and smiled over at Chris. She always liked to show off a bit. "You know what, you're on Aquaman."

"Ha. Aquaman. Funniest thing I've heard all week."
Brady sent with a laugh.

As Ann pranced off and lost an article of clothing with each step Chris watched with a grin from ear to ear. "You know what's the funniest thing I've heard all week? You having my morning patrol." Chris taunted.

"Yeah, yeah
 A bets a bet."
Brady mentally said taking a look around.
"Hey, have you seen Kathy?"

"Yea, she's working. Said she had some stuff to do that would keep her out pretty late." Chris said eyes still trained on Ann.

"I feel like I haven't seen her in forever."
Brady sent to Chris. He looked down in his drink before knocking it back and getting a refill.

"In what? Like five hours? Have some fun Brady! If your sister was here you know she'd be hitting up that pole with Ann right now having a great time. If she can cut loose, so can you." Chris said cheering on the girls with the crowd.

"A; no she wouldn't. And B; that's the most disturbing thing you could have said."
Brady mentally replied.

"But you don't ever have to worry about Kathy because even though these shmucks drool over her, she's a prude when it comes down to it so it's not like you have to worry about her running off with some random guy to fuck in a mildly uncomfortable position in semi-public place. She's not like that. She just likes to cut loose and dance. What's wrong with that?" Chris said getting Brady another drink. "Look she's not here tonight and you don't have to worry about a mob of guys eye fucking your sister so I think it's your turn to cut loose a little bit! Cheers mate." Chris said offering up his drink.

Brady smiled.
"Here's to the Delegates."
Brady mentally replied as he clanked his glass against Chris's.

"Here's to the fucking Delegates and man do I love being a Delegate right now!" Chris shouted out and raised his glass. It was met with raised glasses, cheers, and applause from the crowd of raving bodies in the clubhouse.

Chris shot back his drink alongside Brady and then decided he would jump in the pool. When he emerged amongst the sea of inflatable pool animals and colorful beach balls, he laughed standing up in the water. "House rules, bottoms only." Chris said pointing to a large sign on the wall. Much to his pleasure girls promptly removed their tops and jumped in.

"Dude, Marco Polo."
Brady mentally sent to Chris.

"Brady here wants to play a pool game! Whoo Marco Polo! Girls are Polo!" Chris called. "Girls we catch ya, we keep you for the night."

Brady quickly took his shirt off and dove in the pool along with a few other guys and a lot of topless girls hungry for a good time they'd most certainly regret in the morning.

Ann was off giving some guy a lap dance, the band was crushing it, mirrors were reflecting light all over giving the illusion of an electrically driven light show, the pool was filled with topless screaming girls and the men that were chasing them around with their eyes closed. The booze was flowing, people were dancing and laughing, and there wasn't a bad thought or care in the world. Every once and a while this was nice, to feel like normal teenagers that didn't have the weight of the world on their shoulders.




Fifteen miles from the perimeter of Sequoia a man sat in a tree stand watching the ground below. In one-hand binoculars to help him see and in the other a walkie-talkie to report what he saw. Leaning up against the tree next to him, the barrel of his sniper rifle was still smoking lightly after having emptied six rounds in succession. Below stood six armed men in tactical armor akin to SWAT gear around the body of the Delegate scout that had been sniped out of the tree.

"It's getting dark, switching to infrared night vision." The treetop sniper spoke over the walkie-talkie. The men followed suit and flipped down the goggles on their heads as they scanned the area for life signs.

"Level 5 hoard is headed your way primed and hungry. ETA thirty minutes. Status on phase two?" Inquired the stern voice of the commanding officer across the wire.

"H-FED2 is ready to lead the pack to target alpha as soon as H-FED1 arrives for the changeover Commander." One of the men on the ground chimed in across the radio as he tested the controls and video feed of the man sized remote controlled drone strapped with a High Frequency Energy Device that they used to lure large hoards of Specters to a single destination.

"Good. Team 2; rendezvous with Team 1 and prepare to carry out primary objectives." Ordered the commander.

"Aye aye captain." Said one of the guys on the ground team. The group switched on their body cameras and all but the drone pilot began moving towards the city.

Back at home base the commander monitored the video feed of the soldiers until the door behind him opened. A stocky fellow no more than 40 years of age appeared in the doorway, while he lacked being physically intimidating he more than made up for it with his presence. The air around him was still like it was trapped in a vacuum. Surrounding him was a cold, detached, unforgiving void of emptiness. He was a rough looking man with sandy blonde hair and hard eyes. His face was worn with age and crinkled from hardship as was his body adorned with scars from poorly healed wounds. He sat in a wheelchair that creaked when it rolled in the room, his body was crippled from a run in with an immortal that cost him his legs.

"Everyone is ready Sir. A few hours from now we'll be toasting to the fall of the greatest immortal stronghold in the world and the liberation of the human race from tyrannical immortal rule." The commander said.

"Don't underestimate the Delegates, Commander. Hubris has been the fall of many of their adversaries." The leader said as he lit up a cigarette and took a long drag.

"We've been planning this assault for years, Mr. Jones, and I've sent in my most loyal men. If their mission fails and the Specters overrun the city, they'll use the failsafe and take the city with them." The commander said turning back to the monitors.

"All or nothing; no middle ground. Now, that's how you fight a war." Jones commented taking another drag of his cigarette and flicking some ash on the floor.

"Yes Sir. We can remote detonate from here as a last resort." The commander said. "If we lose control it's better for the humans to die human than turn into those abominations."

"Good. Detonate at the first sign of struggle." Jones said watching the monitors.

The commander whirled around from the monitors to stare in disbelief at his leader. "Sir? That's hardly logical; they're going to have to engage the enemy at some point and it will be a struggle to overcome them but I believe our technology will win out over their immortal strengths. What you're talking about is the mass murder of thousands of humans without even giving them a chance. We have to give them a chance." The commander pleaded.

"I am giving them a chance commander. I am giving them the chance to be a part of taking down the largest, most notorious, and most dangerous immortal organization in the world. Their sacrifice will go down in history. Those brave souls should be honored, death is better than living under the yoke of immortal oppression. Surely, you understand that we cannot risk the immortals overtaking even one of our men. They have mind readers and would quickly disable the failsafe or escape the city; then they would come after us and butcher us like animals. They would hunt down our families to put an end to our lines as a show to all other humans what happens when someone opposes them. You have a family, don't you Commander Simmons? You wouldn't want a Delegate hunting your wife and little girl down, now would you? All because you couldn't push a little button to save them." Jones said as his eyes locked on to the commander's like a vice grip.

"No, Sir. Of course not, Sir. First sign of struggle." The commander conceded with a blank expression.

"That's a good lad, come get me when the fun starts." Jones said groaning as he pushed his wheelchair over the threshold of the door and wheeling down the hall.

Commander Simmons sighed deeply pulling his headset off as he ran his fingers through his hair in frustration. He let it drop on the table as he looked back at the monitors wondering what was going to happen next. "God help us
"