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Eureka Mino

"Lear me alone. I will burn you."

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a character in “The Wicked Ones”, as played by Iezobel

Description

Basics

Name:
Eureka Mino
"It's pronounced Erica, get it right"

Age:
19

Power:
Eureka can control heat and fire and that sort of stuff.

Human Torch
Eureka can literally turn herself into a living torch. She can set herself on fire. She usually does this when angry or when she panics.

Melting
Eureka can melt anything except things that can't be melted like plants, trees etc. All she has to do it make the air around it hotter.

Flame control
This is Eurekas most used power. She can use this to set things on fire, moving flames, putting them out or creating a fire ball. It comes in handy on the dark and in battle.

Description:
Eureka is tall and slim. She has long red hair that flows down to her waist. She is never seen without her katana which is sheathed on her back so it is easy to get to. She has bright blue eyes that people seem drawn to and often comment on. She is one of the youngest Wicked Ones as she joined when she was quite young. She is fast and agile. She is one of the most experienced ones. She doesn't have a high rank, mostly because of her age and most don't trust her.

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About Me

Personality:
Eureka is basically emotionless. She never shows any of her emotions except anger. She can be funny but doesn't laugh much. She isn't that serious but will be if it suits the situation. Most would think she is cold hearted because she tends not to trust anyone she doesn't know. To those who do know her they will know her for her bad past and sword skills. She is extremely determined and stubborn. She hates having to give in or bow down.
Likes:
Her Katana
Climbing
Sweets
Art
Music(rock or pop)

Dislikes:
Spicy food
People she doesn't know
Lots of death
Quiet places

Fears:
She is scared of loosing those close to her.

Skills:
Climbing
Sword skills
Speed
stealth

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My Life

Bio:
Eureka grew up in a good family. Not rich but not poor in the middle. She had a mother, father, brother and a sister. She was the eldest child. When she was ten she got angry at her brother for stealing her stuff. She set herself on fire and the whole house was burnt down along with her family. Se was found sobbing in a burnt room unharmed.
She was sent to live with her uncle. She never left her room. She was scared of hurting other people. A year after she burnt the house she was asked to get out and about. She refused at first but her uncle helped her get used to being around others. She started to enjoy long walks and bring outside. One night when she was walking a neighbours dog she happened to come across one of the Otherkind. She didn't know about them. She saw it using fire powers and decided to watch from a distance. Then it attacked a man walking. She immediately dropped the dog lead and rushed to help. The man was dead before she got there but the Other attacked her the fire didn't harm her but the Other seemed fed up and instead of attacking her with fire it produced a knife. It attacked her but she fought back. She managed to hold it off but her uncle had came looking for her as the dog had returned home and she hasn't. She was injured. She had a long alas from her collar bone to her shoulder. The Other killed her uncle in front of her. Some Wicked Ones got there just in time and killed the Other. At this point Eureka had passed out.
She later woke in a hospital four days later. When she healed she ran before she had to move in with anyone.
After living on the street for almost a year she came across the Eicked Ones. She showed them her powers and she was accepted. She has only went on two hunts since. Everyone thinks she is too young ad treats her like a child.
Family: All deceased.

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So begins...

Eureka Mino's Story

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Eureka Mino
Eureka walked through the mall. Dressed all tight in black clothes, red hair and bright blue eyes, she was certainly a head turner. Her tight leather jacket kept her warm but not roasting. She could take higher temperatures than most people. Her leather leggings rubbed agents her legs. It didn't hurt but it was slightly agitating. As she walked the faint clip clop of her long black boots could be heard. Oh, and her katana may have made her stand out as well. She wondered where the security was. You normally don't let an armed girl wearing all black walk through the mall. A few people seemed to start to try and stop her but then they must have thought better as they stopped about three metered before they reached her. She knew people were watching but she kept her head held high like she owned the world as she strolled to the food court.

As she entered the food court she spotted two security guards who seemed to be interested in something other than her. First she wanted a cup of tea. She had lives in England for a few years of her life. Maybe the first eight or nine. For as long as he could remember she had loved tea. Tea in America wasn't as good as shops old cup of British tea. She walked over to a coffee stand and asked for a half full cup and what looked like German biscuits. The girl at the counter handed her the biscuit nervously as another older woman made the tea. The one making the tea kept looking over her shoulder at Eureka. As Eureka waited she picked the cherry of the top of her biscuit and put it in her mouth. The woman handed her tea and Eureka gave the money.
"Keep the change," she said not looking up from her tea.
She stepped to the side and poured the milk in so it was about a centimetre from the top. She opens four sugar packets and poured them all in, grabbed one of them stirring things, stirred it and walked of sipping her tea, and every now and then nibbling her biscuit.
Eureka looked around and spotted green hair. She immediately knew who that was. Eureka shoved the rest of the biscuit in her mouth and walked over. When she reached the table there she set her cup down and pulled up a chair. She recognised a few of them but some she had forgotten. She nodded to Mercy, Sam and Grant. The other two she didn't know. She took a sip of her tea again and glanced back at the guards who were eyeing her nervously.
"We had better make this quick, I don't think I'll be here any longer," she murmured," so what's up with the freak show?"
That was the first thing that had popped into her head. Why was she here.
She didn't mean to put it in a insulting way. Then again everyone here was in fact a freak. She took another sip of her sugar filled tea.

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A hooded figure leaned back in the latticed chair, the thin strips of metal giving off a cooling sensation that even seeped through the backing of the cloak. There, tucked far into the shadowy corner of the food court, the mysterious figure awaited for something or someone. In an attempt to drown out the white noise that almost always was prevalent at the mall, the young woman turned to the entertainment of the mind. He’s...late resonated the monotonic voice within Void’s mind, an underlying sense of annoyance almost tangible. Peering slightly upwards from brim of the hood, the Other kept her cerulean-hued gaze trained on group of The Wicked Ones....particularly on the one pinpointed as the Leader. Whereas most who have looked upon the super-powered beings held wariness reflected in their orbs, Void’s held a disarray of emotions.. hate, disgust, curiosity and so many more.


It was at this time that a lumbering man had yanked the embodiment of mystery from her thoughts. ”Sup, Boss.. I’m here.”. Judging by his appearance, this Other was far into his mid 20s.. it was quite evident on what his power was as the brute came waltzing up to the hooded girl. Glancing over at the new arrival, the first thing Void had noticed about him was not the bulging muscles that decorated his uppermans.. no no, it was the two platinum haired bimbos that his arms were hooked around at the waist. Crossing her clothed arms over and under her bust, the leader of the Others spoke out, the tone icily clipped. ”You’re late.”. Choosing to ignore the underling’s hasty explanation on his tardiness, Void merely said ”You know what to do.”, before retraining her intense gaze onto the huddled group.


”You got it, Boss. I’ll have them wiped out in an instance!” rang out his cocky voice, confidence seeping in every syllable. Suddenly, the mountain of a man picked up the nearest table before letting out a small shout of power. As if it held the weight of a pencil, the Other thrusted the plastic-encased metal into a nearby wall. Void, not even having to glance over, knew that the poor object had lodged itself deep into the next room and judging by the screams, almost killed someone. Hm.. at least they weren’t lying about his strength mused the appraising thoughts as the super-powered human rushed forward, barrelling through the tables with ease. ”But he won’t last long.” came her whisper, a malicious tone quite apparent. Those incredibly blue orbs took on a hard glint seeing her minion finally reach the Wicked Ones, fists out and ready to fight.

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Samantha


A month. A whole month of planing. A whole month of planing, placing hints throughout the streets of downtown L.A., making a maze for those with the skill to solve it could do so... for two people. Well, there could have been no one... Sam thought to herself as she tilted her head to the two boys in front of her: A small queer looking boy about the age of 15, and what looked like a homeless junky...

But, much to her surprise, Eureka had shown up. Recruiting had never really been her thing... since she had a very nasty habit of setting people on fire. While Sam didn't exactly know Eureka that well, she knew that she was a very bright girl... but again, had a bad habit of setting things ablaze for looking at her wrong.

"Luke... Mann?" Sam asked in curiosity of the name. She couldn't help but chuckle a little as she sat back down in her chair across from the boy, looking over his small little frame. "So far, the only thing 'freaky' about you, kid, is the fact your running around in downtown L.A. with a 900-dollar laptop, and a 600-dollar tablet..." Again she couldn't help but laugh at the fact the kid was walking around on pavement worth less than what he was carrying. "You're lucky you haven't been rapped by a band of thugs yet, such a cute boy like you."

Sighing to herself, The Witch leaned back in her chair, looking over to the very tall homeless-looking man a few feet back. From what she could see, he looked like someone that was interesting to her. Hey... Big tall and handsome. she said taking her sunglasses off of her head, putting them on the table next to her so she could get a better look at him. Don't be shy. Come on up, I don't bite..." For some reason or another, Sam was feeling especially witty today. "Well, I wont bite you. But Eureka here could set you on fire, or our Mercy here... she said pointing back to the gasmasked girl behind her "... Could cough on you and give you stage-four lung cancer." Again, she pointed behind herself to the tall Latino man behind her. "Or Grant here could beat you down in under a minute. But I won't bite. Promise." She said with a little laugh to herself.

"Pull up a slice of chair." She said reaching around behind her, grabbing the chair nearest to her, and putting it in front of her to give the man somewhere to sit. "Were going to talk about you. Why you're here, what you want, and what you can do." Though no one around her would believe it right now, Sam was typically a polite and genuine person who took great interest in peoples gifts. But when recruiting, it was her job -and the job of everyone else with her- to be a hard-ass. Her job was to get inside the mind of the recruit, and find their weaknesses.

"So, out with it. Give me a story-" With a loud crash from behind the group, much like a car running into a chain-linked fence, Sam was cut off from finishing. Twisting herself around she was met with the image of a massive, slab of meat and muscle booking it towards them at top speed. Crashing through table after table, throwing people out of the way left and right, a massive hulking thug. A massive ball of pure muscle, stacked atop more and more muscle...

Fuck...

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Things were going well. Sam had already started testing the recruitment members. Though it was quite weird to do it here, Leo never really questioned it. She had a lot of ways to testing someone. Doing it here just means that she wanted a new scene, or that the previous meeting spots were all somehow occupied, forcing her to move to here. That would explain why she had everyone gather here. [Not that I don't mind...] Leo thought to himself as he kept observing from above. He was also tested when he joined, although he brought to a nearby camp when he was found unconscious. Really, The Witch is nothing but a dictator. Even though she knew that Leo was mentally scarred, she still went and dug up his past. [Sam really did me that time... I don't want to go through that again... Let's see how the newcomers react.]

Swush.

An object flew past. A table, to be exact. And it didn't end well. The table flew all the way to the other side of the food court, crashing onto the wall. Luckily, no one was hurt or injured, but the shock was quite intensifying. Customers started rushing out the court in a panic, some pushing others just so they can escape first, while the security officers were trying their best to calm the riot. Leo as still observing on top with his body still sitting there, staring at the table lifelessly. The thrower, a huge bulky man with nothing but more muscles stacked onto each other, charged at the group. Leo quickly rushed his way back to his body, fearing every moment that his friends might be attacked by this huge monster and end up having severe injuries. Mercy can't really handle attacks that much, but on the other hand, Grant was strong too. He could have just dodged right into her and bring them both out of the way, and Sam can just use whatever her gift is to escape, or probably some other way. The problem now is that how will the newcomers react to this. Surely they had never saw, let alone encounter an Other. [Dammit, quickly! I've gotta get back to my body!]

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β€œYeah, I left. Like more than a week ago.”

Mercy rolled her eyes, trying hard not to follow through with the urge that told her to remark on the exaggeration in those words. McGrath could never be too long gone for her, it'd take a miracle – No, the proper alignment of planets that cast some kind of mystical space radiation bollocks on her to miss him.

β€œGlad to know that you missed me so dearly.”

A single raised eyebrow projected itself at the man. β€œI missed you, all right.” Crossed arms pressed against Mercy's chest, a smirk creeping up behind her trademark gasmask.

β€œAs much as I miss my pet gopher who thought the television cable was an unusually thick wisp of spaghetti.”

Whether it was a simple remark, or an honest attempt to infuriate her – Mercy gave McGrath the evil eye just the same. How dare he assume she missed him?

– Ass.

Letting out an annoyance-filled groan, the young woman averted her eyes from the one person who always managed downgrade her mood to amazingly not good, and instead turned to the figure – Or figures, approaching the group of freaks.

While Sam took it upon herself to talk – more like aggravate, Mercy kept it to a simple β€œYo.” As said figures had joined them, observing closely as she remained silent.

The young one, the one with the gadget-fetish, he didn't really appear a mutant at first glance – But from the way he casually approached the group and didn't start shouting, it certainly was obvious. Mercy envied that at times, to know that, despite having some form of power, they could still walk around in public without being stapled an abomination. Unlike the other arrival.

Turning to the monstrously tall, lanky man – Wait, was that even a person? Okay, she had to give one to McGrath for actually naming something correctly. He – It definitely looked like a hobo who crawled out from some dark alleyway.

Mercy blinked, mentally scowling at herself for judging the man so harshly. Who was she to judge from first glance?

What really bugs me, is why be that obvious?

Mercy could get all the staring she wanted with her garment, but this man would beat her at that game without a single drop of sweat.

Again, the woman nodded. This man had peaked her interest. Whether or not they'd be part of the same group, Mercy definitely had a few questions about him that she wanted answered.

β€œ...Or our Mercy here could cough on you and give you stage-four lung cancer.”

Seemed The Witch was on a roll with revealing everyone's abilities. β€œSammy, dear.” Mercy leaned back on her chair, whipping her head at the proud Wicked Ones leader and giving a single, annoyed look. β€œDon't scare the newbies with that talk, please? You want them to join, not regret ever meeting us.”

The woman let out a muffled chuckle from underneath her mask, despite her actual thoughts on Sam and her 'sudden' outbursts to reveal every single detail about everyone ever. Not that she was bitter about it, she just never thought it did well to talk openly about a power that, to be entirely honest, put Mercy closer to those the Wicks hunted for – Than placing her with, well, the group she had ended up joining.

Finally after much bantering, Sam began the official 'talk' – Which meant that those who wre here to join had to tell their little tale of epics and... not epics.

Mercy didn't get a chance, nor did anyone, to hear such tales, though. Their meeting was rudely interrupted when someone thought it necessary to crash a table into the nearest wall, then stampede over everything like a bull who had just seen a red-coloured flag.

Mercy glanced at Sam, noting that their leader had noticed the steroid-filled muscle-mass rushing for them.

β€œOh boy... Here we go again.” The woman muttered, leaping away from the inevitable crash that was about to happen.

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Grant leaned back in his chair as The Witch talked to the people that had gathered. Were they meant to meet there? He hadn't gotten the memo. Then again, he had been a state over. He sort of spaced off for a moment, before snapping back to reality when he heard his name.

Or Grant here could beat you down in under a minute. But I won't bite. Promise." He smirked a bit as Sam hyped the group up. Actually, in truth, what she was saying was true. Eureka could set them on fire if she so felt, and no one would be happy if Mercy took her mask off. And himself, not having a power he could use offensively, had trained in Krav Maga for years, so he probably wouldn't having trouble beating down one of the new guys. Additionally, as far as he knew, Sam didn't tend to bite people.

Grant began to listen intently to hear of these new people and what kind of abilities they possessed. Unfortunately, he never got the chance to hear about these people and their stories, since a muscle-bound madman shot a table their direction, which slammed loudly into a wall.

Standing up and turning around, his eyes met with those of a hulking man (who he assumed could only be an Otherkind) rushing towards them at top speed. Acting a bit impulsively, Grant took a few strides off to the side, drawing his pistol. He couldn't get a clear shot, but fired one off anyhow, hitting the man in the side.

"Hey, Gulliver!" He screamed at him, hoping to distract him away from the main group.

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Eureka Mino
Eureka took a sip of her tea. She listened to the others talk and allowed herself a small smile. She looked at the newbies. They looked so innocent and confused. She clicked her fingers and a spark appeared, she caught it and made it grow bigger to a fireball. She stood, to make herself look more intimidating. She turned to the newbies.
"Just to make this clear, unless you have a wish to be fried, you will not talk to me, look at me, annoy me or get in my way. Got it?" she smiled sweetly the picked up her tea. She was about to sit down again then she heard a crash. She whirled to see a giant of a man. Se looked to Sam.
"Attack it?" She asked but before Sam had a chance to answer Eureka was already sprinting towards the Other. She still was holding the fireball. When she was close enough she pushed her hand out. Not necessarily throwing it but just pushing it away. It soared through the air but before it reached the Other the sprinklers came on. No one she knew had the power to do that. Except maybe Sam, she didn't know what power she had. She assumed it was one of the newbies because Sam would know that this wouldn't help her.
She let out an angry yell.
"Whoever did that will burn when I'm finished!" She yelled in fury.
I'm going to murder whoever did that, she thought as she grabbed her katana of her back. She swung it twice and walked towards the Other. She made the blade of the sword heat until it was a pale red. Her katana was made of a certain metal that could take extreme heat. She walked slowly towards the Other.
"Hey! Big, Fat and ugly!" Eureka called,"Sorry I can't burn you, but will you settle for me slicing you to pieces."
She smiled. Eureka always thought if she could kill all the others it would make up for her uncles death.
She swung her katana at the Other. It sliced his right arm deep but not enough to seriously injure it. She made a jab towards its stomach and smiled as it stopped. She tried to pull it back but couldn't. She looked up and saw that the Other had caught it. He seemed to be taking the heat of her katana but he looked like he was in pain. She growled then yelped as he threw a punch at her. She dropped low still holding her katana and pulled herself under the punch. In return she got a kick that sent her flying.
She fell flat on her face busting her lip. She heard heavy footsteps coming towards her. She waited until she could see him out of the corner of her eye. He raised her katana and brought it down. Eureka quickly rolled to the side as the sword hit the ground where she would have been. She grabbed her katana and made it incredibly hot. The Other bellowed in pain and let go.
"Turn off the fucking sprinklers!" Eureka yelled in fury as she jumped back her white hot katana in her hand and waited for its next attack. Suddenly the sprinklers stopped Eureka grinned.
"'Mon big guy, lets see you burn," she laughed and began hurdling fireballs. She couldn't see the Other because of the smoke but she knew that her little game wouldn't be easy to live through. Grinning she put her katana back in its sheath. She turned just as the smoke cleared. She was about to say something but a fist emerged and sent her straight into the wall.
For Gods sake. What is up with this guy? she thought.
Groaning, Eureka rolled onto her stomach and pushed herself up into a sitting position. She wiped the blood from her bust lip and scrambles to her feet still clutching her katana tightly.

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The hooded figure merely gazed on from the shadows, a twisted glee reflecting within those cerulean gradient orbs. ”Hmph... he’s doing better than I thought..” mused the shadow-ess, the quiet murmur holding an appraisingly malicious quality to it. As Void’s nonchalant gaze tracked the movement of the ongoing struggle, a soft sigh escaped it’s confines, portraying the lost of interest. This..has gotten boring.. resonated the listless thoughts as the hulking man threw, yet again, another table. Uncrossing her alabaster-tinted legs, the young leader of the Others shifted in the latticed chair as the feeling of uncomfort began to make itself known. After a few seconds of shuffling, Void finally found a position that was deemed to be satisfactory; leaning into the chair’s backing, her knee-high clad boots resting on the food court tabletop.


However, only a few seconds had passed before that temporary happiness was shattered. The scrawny new-comer, the technopath, had apparently set off the sprinkler system.. drenching Void. It had taken a few moments for the shadow controller to fully register what had happened... and being pissed off was describing her emotions in a very, very light manner. Suddenly, the hooded figure’s head snapped up in an inhuman reaction, fury clearly shining in those chilling eyes. However... the left eye of the mesmerizing pair was covered in a shockingly brilliant blue β€œflame”. Abruptly, Void’s gloved hand shot out to hover above the tabletop, it’s palm facing downwards. Gradually, the shadow manipulator brought her clothed fingers into a fist, not a single shred of mercy present in her being. ”You idiot.” came her hissing words, hateful spite dripping from every syllable.


The giant of a man suddenly collapsed to his knees, his splayed hand wrapping around the tree trunk of a neck. Almost as if he was being controlled (more like his shadow was), the Other began to squeeze ever so slightly. As every second ticked away, the man was being forced to tighten his very own digits around the most vulnerable part of one’s body; the throat. Already, signs of blue were creeping their way towards the upper portion of his nape, those chocolate brown eyes watering at the lack of oxygen. Finally, he managed to choke out, despite the insufficient amount of the precious element. ”B...bo..boss...i’...i’m..s-..sor..sorry!”. Suddenly, his traitorous hand was released in sync as Void unclenched her own fist. There, on all fours, the Other remained, gasping as he greedily swallowed the air.

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~Antony Tangent~


Antony was beginning to understand something about this group that he had come in search of for the past fer weeks. It was one thing to be sure of yourself, but it was a totally different thing to know of you group and not be surprised of strange new faces.

The Witch who was more commonly known by the others as Sam was more of an outspoken leader and that was what Antony picked up on the moment he saw her. Her manner of speaking to others and openly speaking of the other members was what she was all too willing to do it seemed and she was confident in their abilities.He took one look at the man that called him a hobo and knew where the man was coming from, but the man didn't seem like much to the naked eye. He possessed more of a streetwise smart ass look then anything else and it was obvious that he was basing this analogy off his own idea of judgement.
His eyes almost instantly took to the attention of the neon green haired girl sitting near Sam, Mercy being her name. She was looking at him for more then a few moments and it was easy to tell that she was trying to understand why he was looking like the way he was. The girl had a damn gas mask on and she was surprised to see the way he looked. Though he could understand, not many could look past the way he appeared and it was not a simple answer to say why he did appear as such. It just felt like the way he should appear, because it always felt right and this is the form he took when his gift manifested.

The moment barely passed for him to stare at the young girl Mercy, before the other louder one stood and told the others to not even speak to her or she would fry them. Antony didn't pay her much mind, fire was not a real worry for him when it came down to it anyway. He gave Mercy one final look before giving her a slight wink as a slow moment began to pass.
Then as the moment was over a large section of thick plastic table was parading through his vision as if to shout for his attention.

It bowled over and passed in between him and the back of Sam's seat, it cascaded over several other sets of tables before splintering against the distant wall. He looked back at the excessively large man just as he was throwing several tables with one swing of his muscled arm. Antony could count the seconds in slow motion before one collided with his face and promptly burst into several smaller shards. He pulled back on his arm, feeling the tension gather in his own sinew before a gunshot echoed out scattering the few civilians that hadn't started fleeing from what was already transpiring. Antony continued his slow tread of speed as the man turned towards the leather clad man named Grant.
This was followed shortly by more crashing as the large man moved about like a crazed juggernaut, with no direction or real focus to his rage. This as well preceded the triggering of the fire alarm, which in turn opened the sprinkler system on the whole food court. Antony looked down on the floor only a few yards from him was the thin man with his laptop, for a moment they caught each others eyes and Antony grinned back with his sharp fangs in protrusion. At least he could see now why the young man carried all that stuff with him. After braking the glance he continued to advance on the hulking goliath who even now was still smashing and throwing everything he could get his meaty hands on. Which meant every so often something would come Antony's way, but this time he would simply bat the object away with almost as little effort the one doing the tossing.

The fiery young girl Eureka tried her hand as well, attacking the man to take him down, but her attacks were like his. Unfocused and out of place. His strength and resolve proved to overpower her swordplay either way as he forced her off and back from his position. The came a saving grace for the young woman, Seeing as Luke managed to turn off the water she was more then happy to throw a blaze of fireballs at his person. Only several salvos were fired before she pulled away from her attack and opted to bask in what she thought she had accomplished. He soon made her regret dropping her guard, leaving her to prepare for another strike.

It was then that another player, not yet seen appeared.
This one was strange to Antony because she had a strong distinct smell about her that reminded him of cobblestone and mortar. She had a look on her face that was not all too happy with the way things had escalated, her hair and clothes still dripped with the moisture of the pipes and there was even a small glint of water on the tip of her nose. Which at the moment was creased up into a point do to her angered facial expression. Antony was still slowly approaching as she did her thing on the man, it seemed as though she possessed a gift on a level of the metaphysical. She was forcing his body to act under the control of a almost non understandable presence. Antony's eyes could barely pick up the faint almost sapphire glow that lined his joints as he moved against his own will and the his throat was slowly constricted.

Antony reached the base of his heels as the man released his own words, a rather weak and pathetic apology for one so strong. Antony looked up at the woman who showed at the last moment and spoke.."Interesting.." He said as he began to walk around the scorched and tattered hulk of a man, kicking aside small shreds of the mans slightly intact leggings.

"I would not have imagined to see such splendid things on my first day."
He gave the mans forearm a swift kick and only got a small response from him, proving that his body may have been strong or his constitution was deep. But not much can conquer the need to breath as it were put straight here today.
Antony looked around at their surroundings, several holes and torn sections of building were still slowly crumbling after the rampage, but what remained of the water was being removed through the drains located along the floor.

He pulled up a chair that managed to get toppled during the exchange and set himself down with his feet at pointed towards the brute. "I can see that coming here was not a waste of my time.." He looked up at Sam and the others as they were already regaining their composure. "Oh.. yes.. Where are my manners?"
"My name is Antony.. Antony Tangent.. and it is a pleasure to meet you all."
Though his voice was deep and strangely textured it was obvious there was a mind behind it as he spoke cleanly and calmly for all of them to hear.

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Luke glanced up for a moment and found his fellow recruit watching him. The other guy smiled at him and Luke barely had time to smile back before he had to duck. As soon as he shut off the sprinklers, he looked up and saw the bull of a creature on the ground. He shoved his laptop back into his bag before climbing to his feet and was about to say something when two things distracted him. One was a woman with blue flame engulfing one eye. She gave him shivers down his spine to look at, but not the kind he felt when he'd first seen the Wicked Ones.

The second was a girl with red hair storming towards him. It took him a second to place her as the pyrokinetic. She didn't waste time. "What the hell was that? And who the hell do you think you are?" She's figured out the fact that I'm a telepath then. She drew a sword and he froze. This is America! How the hell did she get a sword? The butt of the sword collided with his temple, before a kick caused him to stumble back. He hit the ground hard, seeing stars before his vision. He even thought he was unconscious for a second or two, until the adrenaline brought him around again.

"You're gonna burn, run or stay still. Either way you're toast." Sure, join the Wicked Ones! It's not like you're going to get that badly hurt! He thought to himself, blinking and shaking his head slightly in the hope of clearing it. He definitely felt like he was concussed. She clenched her hands and he closed his eyes, waiting for the pain. He cracked an eye open to stare at her when the pain didn't come. She glared at him, anger on her face. Actually, it was more like a murderous glare.

He allowed his head to sink back onto the ground, his hand going to his temple. That had bloody hurt. His thinking was a little clouded, and the pain from his temple was swimming across his forehead. He swore to himself and climbed to his feet, stumbling slightly. The girl who had essentially threatened to burn him alive was over with the rest of the Wicked Ones. He stared at the girl with the blue flame. He'd had more than enough fire than he could handle for a while, and she hadn't even set him on fire yet. Instead he watched from a distance, starting to curse the day he'd ever decided to join the Wicked Ones.

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"Oh come now.." Antony said towards the fiery young woman. "Any more anger from you and I think you might just burst into flames on the spot... and despite being something to see I suggest you at least try and reign yourself in little miss." He turned his head down and tilted his attention towards the partially conscious man on the floor.

"Even though I do think this man will be lacking in the conversation department for some time. I do think it would be prudent to question him once he comes around.. or partially at least."
At that moment the fire alarms lights finally blinked on into life adding their strobe effect to the ambiance of the whole area. Antony paid no real attention as he nudged the hulk with the toe of his boot, this only brought a small grunt from his defeated form as he tried to roll the arm away.

He rolls his fingers together as he leans back in the seat.
Then something visibly starts to move under his coat, it bulges at the space above his shoulder blade and moves several inches upwards. The motion causes his outfit to shit and turn to allow the mass to move more easily as it makes this trip and while he shows no physical reaction to such an occurrence. Antony looks over his shoulder at the newest of the arrivals and gives her a pert smile. The small black dots floating within the emerald fluid of his eyes fixate on her for a moment as he begins to pull his eyes away and return them to the hulk on the ground.

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Sam wasn't given much time to think. Eying the massive, growling slab of muscle running at her, she jumped out of the chair she was in and moved herself back away from it. She wasn't scared of it, no. She just didn't want to be in the path of the massive charging colossus. Sam looked around to see if there was something she could do. That's when she remembered the .45 that she carried in her hoody. Quickly grabbing the gun in her front pocket, she whipped it out and checked to see how many shots she had. Even though she wasn't the best shot in the world, Grant held that title, five shots would be enough for her to put it down.

Looking up to check on its location, she gasped and froze as she saw it only a few feet in front of her. "Die, bitch!" It screamed as it lifted up its massive arm to crush Sam into dust. Quickly regaining control of her body, she threw herself to the left out of the way of the mad beast's arm. CRACK, went the stone tile where Sam was just standing. Taking the liberty to move back a few more steps, Sam was making sure to get hell and gone from it. She hated this feeling. This helplessness. This inability to do anything to such a threat. But using her gift was out of the question... there were no circumstances that would ever make her use her gift again.

Turning to face it, she was surprised in how much the situation had changed. The once rampaging beast was now stalled, knees in the ground with its hands around its throat. What... Is going on? She asked herself as she raised the heavy magnum to eye level, the target: The beast's head. I don't know... I don't want to know... She said to convince herself to take the shot. But then... Everything in the world seemed to slow down as she noticed a girl next to the beast. Her hair long, and black, like staring directly through a window to the void.

Her heart started to quake inside of her own chest. What she was seeing... wasn't possible. Suddenly her mind started to fill with images, flashbacks, of cries and screams. Images of blood, pain, and darkness. And one word that echoes through her mind like a gunshot. Please... Don't! Slowly, she lowered the gun and reached up to her neck to grab the small, green, crystal amulet that hung around her neck. Suddenly taken with a massive surge of emotion, almost as if taken away to another world, Sam began to cry. What was happening, the girl that was standing around her, how the light seemed to bend around her body so not to hit her. The color of her hair, and her command over the beast... none of it was possible. The girl she saw before her was someone who was dead, someone Sam had layed to rest long ago. With a tear starting to run down her eye, Sam tried to shake herself awake from the nightmare. The only thought that got her to wake up was the idea of the danger everyone, including herself, was in.

While Sam had been lost in her own mind, Eureka had walked up to the pair with a fireball in hand. Snapping out of the daydream, Sam raised the gun up again and shouted to her friend. "Eureka! Get back! Don't get any closer!" She seemed to scream at the top of her lungs to reach her. "Eureka! RUN!" She screamed out as she pulled the trigger of the magnum tight, popping off shot after shot after shot, all aimed right for the dark figure.

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As Cylin was trying to get over her shyness, she was jerked out of her mind as a few crashes and screams were filling the air. It took her a moment to register the enormous, heap of muscle that was before her. The creature was running towards the Wicked Ones, and they could do nothing but jump out of the way. At first, the girl was taken aback, trying to figure out what to do. There was a pale girl clad in black standing to her left. Her mind was giving off complete power and darkness. If Cylin had even tried to use her power against this enemy, she would surely be consumed in insanity. It was in her best interests to ignore the shadow.

It seemed that once the Wicked Ones had recovered, they managed to get this creature to the ground. The leader tried to shoot the shadow, but as Cylin expected, they did nothing. The bullets did penetrate the other person, and he rose at the shadow's command. This is when Cylin had an idea.

To The Witch, she said, "I'm going to give a helping hand. Stand by for a moment."

And then, her perspective suddenly switched to the creature's eyes. She was in his body. She could feel his physical prowess, but alas he had no mental control what so ever. As he tried to fight her, she said again to The Witch. "He is bound for the moment, but I do not know for how long. His mind is slightly deteriorating from my control. Take him out now." Cylin continued to fight the hulk's mind, but she was slowly losing. She must be weaker than she originally thought...."Please, hurry."

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Eureka looked to the new Wicked one. Anthony he called himself.
"Well, I guess I could tell you my name. I'm Eureka Mino," she said just as Sam came over.
Eureka smiled Sam would know if this was a recruit or not. She turned back to the others and almost jumped out of her skin as Sam started to yell.
"Sam... What? I mean wh-," she trailed of as the Hell hound ripped her shoulder. She fell to the ground screaming in pain and anger. As soon as the the hell hound moved she pushed herself away and struggled to he feet.
That dog is mincemeat, she thought. She whipped her katana of her back. Still holding her shoulder that was bleeding quite badly.
"What the hell was that for!" she yelled at the girl and the dog.
She had a plan but first she needed to eliminate the hound from the picture. She grinned as a crazy plan formed in her mind. Just to kill the dog. If it worked it would cause her no injury but if it didn't well... It was the first part they was dangerous. She wod probably let anger get the better of her. She growled lowly but every second she just went into a deeper rage.
Who the hell does she think she is, how dare she, Eureka eventually burst out in flames. She didn't intend to do this it just happened. That's it. She did t care if he plan was dangerous. The dog was going down.
"Just wondering does you let have a wish to be a hot dog? I can do that," she smiled and winced slightly.
She forced her hands out and sent a stream of fire shooting at the dog. The ground under her had turned red with the heat. When she stopped the fire stream the hell hound was still standing. She bit her lip to make it look like this was a mistake. In truth this hopefully would work. The dog was angered so much it leaped out. Eureka slid underneath it and lunged her katana up into its underbelly. Missing its heart by inches. That was ok. She didn't intend to kill it yet. She left the sword in it and slid out. there was no time to het the sword. All of this happened in a few seconds.
The hell hound turned growling and Eureka smirked.
"Come have a go... if you think you're hard enough," she said grinning. The hell hound bounded forward. She jumped over it and onto its back. She wrapped her arms around its neck at it tried to throw her off. Se slid her hands to her sword and yanked it out. She jumped of the hell hound and raised her sword. The hell hound snarled and lunged. Just as it opened its mouth to bite Eureka thrust her katana up into the roof of its mouth and straight into its brain. It clawed at her back causing a few small gashes. It shook a few times and fell limp. She pulled her sword out.
"Sorry about your dog but it did half rip my fucking shoulder off," she growled.
She panted heavily then fell to her knees. She had lost too much blood. She lay back and cursed. That wasn't as good as she thought it would be. She gave a soft moan and closed her eyes. She was sweating hard and her breathing was ragged. She wondered how long she had to live. She lay face down and sighed.

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It was through all of this that Antony was able to sit and enjoy a rather interesting show.
However that was until Eureka decided to blast a firestorm across half of the food court, Antony's filled with the reflective cascade of the flames shine and he leaped from his chair clearing the flames. Loosing sight of the hulking man as his angle of vision became inverted as he latched onto a low hanging light fixture. Looking down he could feel the intense heat searing his face lightly, several of his hairs were beginning to singe as well.

After the flames had settled and the smoke cleared from his view he finally noticed the young woman still standing once more. But he also noticed the brute as well, closing in on her as he was drudging through demolished sets of chairs and tables. Antony released his grip and fell back to the ground breaching the gap between the man and Eureka. The monster did not stop however and pull his massive arm back in preparation to strike but Antony remained. With a thunderous grunt he sent his fist forward and with Antony still holding his ground, the two made impact.
It was a strangely sickening thud that rang out as he struck Antony, pushing him back from where he stood. But with that Antony's feet dug into the cheap tile and gave him more resistance as his travel slowed to a pause not more then a foot from Eureka. The man looked over his knuckles at Antony and saw that he caught the strike with his own hand, despite jutting pieces of bone protruding from his forearm nothing seemed to be wrong. For Antony it was fictitious as the sharp protrusions pulled back through the openings in his sleeve and the sound of the bone snapping together could be heard.

The two of them locked eyes for a moment before the brute attempted to withdraw his hand and to his surprise he could not. Antony had a rather heavy grip and the man gave another tug that barely budged the other and it was then that Antony spoke.

"Listen Tiny.. I don't know, I don't like.. But as of this moment, I'm all over you.."

The mans eyes widened as soon as he felt a piercing pain that almost brought him to his knee. He could feel something its way up inside his arm and he frantically started trashing in a very powerful pull to move Antony. In a moment he jerked Antony from his spot to throw him, but the attempt was in vein. As he was pulled from the spot it was revealed that there were several objects rooting him to the ground. They protruded through the bottom of his boots and anchored him to the spot and held tight.

These were literal roots made of bone that he was using to maintain his ground and it was easy to see that from the visible object working through the hulking mans skin that the same was happening to him. In a bid to gain the upper hand the crazed thug threw a heavy punch with his free hand and it collided with Antony's face, the resulting rip that sounded was proof of his aim as Antony's head was cleaved right off his shoulders. He bellowed with a heavy laugh as he tried to withdrawn, but to his displeasure the headless body remained well entrenched. What came next he did not for expect as Anotny's body drew its right arm up and a long thin blade slide out from under the wrist. Using this blade with a quick and clean motion brutish monstrosities right arm was severed below the shoulder and he fell back with a pained cry as his own struggles threw him and he crashed through a store front.

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What Sam had just seen was... not possible. The events that had just unfolded in front of her, the summoning of the dog, its biting of Eureka, the bullets passing through the body of the girl, the question she asked Sam. Taken back from the whole world, Sam was unable to hear the words of the girl next to her. All the sounds in the world seemed to blend together; the sounds of screaming masses seemed like a song through broken speakers to her. It had taken her a long moment before she finally regained consciousness of the world.

"... From my control. Take him out now!" she was able to hear as she snapped out of her own little world. Quickly she reached up and grabbed the small, green, crystal necklace that hung around her. Taking a deep breath she tried to put what was behind her, behind her. Gripping the .45 once again, she reached into her pocket and grabbed three more bullets she brought with her. Quickly she snapped out the old revolver rounds, and put in the three new ones. Her and the girl were quite a ways away from the beast, but he seemed to be distracted by the, now headless, Anthony. This had not really consumed her much, compared to what she had just witnessed.

"You... Bastards!" The man screamed at the top of his lungs as he fell to his knees resting his body weight on one arm to support his body. The other arm was now heavily bleeding after being completely severed by Anthony. While the girl dug her fingers into his mind like the talons of a bird, Sam gripped the gun with both hands and lined up the shot. While she was unable to get a shoot wile he was on the ground like that, she found an opportunity when he reared his head up to scream into the air, his other hand grabbing his head tightly. "GET OUT!"

Now was her chance, taking a deep breath, she squeezed the trigger tight, yet lightly. The first shot fired from the gun, leaving with a loud crack and another cracking sound as the bullet found its home in the shoulder of the beast, completely shattering the joint and socket. Screaming in pain, the monster turned its gaze towards Sam.

Smiling to herself, Sam pulled the trigger twice more, the first shot blasting the hulk's collar bone in half with a loud crack, burying itself in his throat. Suddenly, the beast stopped moving, letting out a bloody groan as it fell over, the center of its forehead starting to bleed. The third shot had landed exactly where Sam wanted it to, right between the eyes.

Dropping the gun to her side, Sam let out a sigh of relief seeing it dead. Turning to the girl next to her she smiled, and offered her a hand up. "Sam..." she said extending her hand to the girl. After getting the girl on her feet again, Sam turned around to see everyone looking at her...

Why are they looking at me... she thought to herself... then she remembered. She was crying. Something none of them had ever seen before. Quickly she raised her hand and whipped off her eyes. Taking a slow, deep breath, Sam stood up right and spoke out so everyone could hear.

"A-Alright." She stated in a shaky tone, trying to keep herself together. "Lets get back... Grant, Mercy. Get these guys out of her. We need to get back before the cops get here."
Quickly, she turned around and walked for the exit of the food court, placing the gun back in her pocket as the rain started to fall again. During the struggle the rain had stopped, but now it was back and getting heavier by the minute. Slowly, Sam raised her hood and walked out of the mall.

Once outside the food court and in the crowded parking lot people were still in somewhat of a panic. The police, luckily, hadn't shown up yet. In the hustle, no one had noticed her as she found her way to her motorcycle. Her Dukati X-1 had gotten her out of tons of situations... and this was about to be the next. Grabbing her helmet from the back, she placed it on her head and tightened the strap below her chin (Safety first kids!). Throwing herself over into the seat of the bike, she revved up the engine and slowly found her way to the exit of the parking lot. Once out, she peeled down the street to head back to their HQ, right as the police could be heard in the distance.

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While everyone else of the, soon-to-be, Wicked Ones was out having a punch up with mister muscle-shirt, Mercy had just... stayed on the side-lines, standing, watching. She wasn't frozen from fright of the giant monstrosity that had presented itself before them, she wasn't scared of the arrival and spectacle that came with this, presumably, Other chick.

No, Mercy had been observing with great interest as to what was happening. She wasn't in immediate danger, nor was she particularly equipped to deal with these situational situations. Not that the woman didn't want to join the fray for who could bury mister tank first, but fate will inevitably degree that her bones aren't exactly break-proof if she did.

Red eyes kept a close gaze on the apparent new enemy, a smug, self-centred person at first glance. Mercy could feel a shiver crawling up her spine just by looking at a face so full of expression, yet so very, very cold.

β€œ...Why do lovely flowers bloom from the cherry tree?”

Mercy raised a single eyebrow, watching the unknown adversary leave when her business was concluded.

Interesting choice of words. Whatever that may mean.

She didn't have much time to muse on said words, as the fight ensued and was swiftly brought to an end by, obviously, The Witch and, not so obvious, the hobo guy – Who Mercy had to compliment on surviving a beheading.

Awesome! Was the one word that Mercy could think of to describe said spectacle.

β€œA-Alright. lets get back... Grant, Mercy. Get these guys out of her. We need to get back before the cops get here.”

Sam commanded, but not as harsh as it usually sounded. Mercy turned to her leader, watching her dart out of the food court without a single glance back to her flock.

β€œMcGrath, time to leg it. Take Eureka, I'll guide the rest to our merry little dump.” Mercy said in her usual calm, unfazed tone, signalling for those who weren't beaten, broken, bruised, or any other variation of injured to follow her.

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As of the end of the battle Antony was still having a slightly out of body experience, his head lay several feet away from himself and the view was not that good seeing as it consisted of mostly the souls of Eureka's feet. But he was still able to maintain awareness though the contact of his own body with what remained of the giant. He stepped back and readied himself as he felt the floor shake due to the mans steps and pulled up his right hand. With his palm open a singular slit spread on it allowing for an eye to press out and get him a better view. This allowed him the full view of each bullet ripping through the beastly man and his inevitable fall to the ground. A shift of his wrist allowed Antony to bring the Witch into view and he could see that she was distraught about something. But her action to cover all of that up was quick and she gave her orders for the others to leave as well before the boys in blue arrived.

He gripped the severed limb in both hands and held tight, only for his process of devouring to begin. The limb was pierced from each palm and all that was inside was being drained out to help sustain Antony. The loss of his head was not much and in normal conditions he would not need so much food, but such an opertunity to feed could not be passed up as he needed. As his arms drew in more they began to distend slightly and the bulges worked their way up into his chest were the half of his neck that remain started to strain. An obstruction forced its way clear of the wound and shot from between his shoulders, it bore the resemblance of a human skull lightly covered in flesh. Some bits and sections were still bare with white bone showing but they quickly got covered and skin was fast to form as well. It only took a fraction of a minute for Antony's whole head to be completely formed and back to normal, or as normal as his head could be in most cases.

He drops the dried husk within his grasp and turns to see the Witch leaving the food court and he would have eagerly followed had he not seen Eureka laying there beside him. He knelt beside her and placed a hand on her back.."Alive still.. Good." He said as she was found to be still breathing, if only lightly so.
"Lets get you out of here.. little miss." Antony reached down and cupped his hands under Eureka's arms pulling her up off the floor, allowing her to try and support herself.

"Are you able to make it miss Eureka?" He looked at the young woman through his new eyes as he started to move with her in arm across the ruined food court.

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Grant was thoroughly surprised when the behemoth brushed off the shots he had fired. That probably wasn't going to be too effective, so he decided to change his strategy. Brandishing his taser, he ran up to the man, planning to shock him, which would surely bring him to the ground.

Even though the giant wasn't facing him when he charged up, he quickly whipped around. Grant's chest was met with the man's forearm. The momentum from the spin combined with the pure muscle sent Grant flying back, into the wall. He hit his head, and was knocked out.

When he came to, he was greeted with the sight of Eureka being bitten into by a dog. He stumbled to his feet, ears ringing, and started making his way over, only to be told to get out of there. He heard Mercy telling him to get Eureka out of there. "C'mon!" He said to Eureka, untying the bandanna on his head and pressing it against her shoulder, leading her outside, along with one of the guys that showed up to the meeting.

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Eureka let out a small moan and tried to lift her head to see what was happening. All the voices seemed far away. She forced her eyes open. Her vision was blurred. She tried to get up but her arms couldn't hold her up. She fell back down and closed her eyes where she drifted in and out of consciousness.

She jumped when someone touched her back. She could hear a voice closer this time. Someone picked her up.
"I'm fine," she whispered barley able to talk," for a start don't call me little miss, and I'll be fine.
It was the newbie, Antony or something. He pulled her up and another took her other side. This time a familiar voice spoke now. Grant, ugh, he wouldn't shut up after this. She had to man up and stand herself. She tried to stand but just fell back into their arms.
"I'm ok," Eureka growled through gritted teeth. She felt him put something made of fabric to her shoulder and she cried out in pain. She noticed she was getting warmer an warmer. This usually happened. Instead of getting colder she got warmer. She hoped that this didn't annoy the others. She couldn't hold her head up. It was to much effort. She let it drop so now she was looking at the floor. She let them carry her, her feet dragged along the ground. She took in fast shallow breaths. Again drifting asleep then waking up no and then. She wondered if she would fall asleep one time and never wake up. She wished she could just die she just wanted this pain to end.
"Just leave me," she muttered before drifting of again.
Her eyes opens and her neck hurt. She winced slightly but she still couldn't hold it up for long. She rested her head on someone's shoulder. She couldn't see who was on which side. So she didn't know who's shoulder she was using as ahead rest. She closed her eyes and did her best to stay awake.
Her eyes snapped open as she realised she forgot her katana. She was about to stop to get it when she felt it in her hand. She was gripping so tight her knuckles had gone white. She smiled to herself. What an idiot, she thought.