Roamers

Kurt

He stood about twenty feet above the park, invisible. The best part, in Kurt's opinion, about his powers was that he was able to fly whenever he wanted without being seen. He knew there were other flyers out there, but they were more restricted than he.

Below him, he could see a young man sitting on one of the park benches, eyeing passers-by with the same look Kurt knew he himself got when looking for a mark. He allowed himself to drop down, settling without a sound onto the bench, sitting on the top of it, still invisible.

Relinquishing his invisibility, Kurt felt the air shimmer around him as his body filled the apparently empty space where he'd been sitting. The boy still didn't notice him, still watched the public, and their pockets. He cleared his throat, "You really don't want to try, here, buddy. They're all on their guard, this place is popular for pickpockets."

James Maddyson Grey:

"Thanks. At least I don't have to waist my time with it here, looking anyways." He shlouched on the bench and looked over at the other boy. He knew he at least had invisablity on his side. Wath other power did he have. "Didn't think I'd actually find osmone esle. It's been forever since I've talked to someone like me. Hi. My names James." He held out his hand. The boy nodded and took it in his own.

"Nice to meet you." *:roll: *

Kylar-

He smiled at the girl as he strode past her through the park. Kylar thought he might have seen her around the hotel. Turning he walked past a small grove of trees when someone stepped out to block his path. "Hello Kylar." The woman murmured.

Kylar froze in shock as he realized who was standing in front of him. "Mom!?" It couldn't be anyone else. She had the same light brown hair as him. The same tilted green eyes flecked through with orange.

She rushed forward and tried to hug him but he jumped out of the way. Kylar's voice was harsh with remembered pain as he talked to her. "What are you doing here Mom? I told you when I left that if you ever came near me again, I wouldn't be responsible for what happens."

Backing up, she folded her hands behind her back and smiled slyly. "I know that sweetie. But you see I've had an offer that was just too good to pass up."

Confused Kylar turned to walk away when he felt the tasers hit him in the back. His shout was choked off as electricity coarsed through him, and his control shattered. Kylar knew the minute his wings appeared, like always his body was limned in blue light.

His legs gave out and he toppled to ground. Distantly he heard footsteps approach from far away. Kylar forced himself to open his eyes he was looking up at his mother talking with one of the suits. "Thank you mam. You're help has been invaluable. As promised the money will be transfered to your account. We can take it from here."

"Of course." She murmured before turning and walking away. One of the men turned and ordered the others. "Load it into the truck. We're taking it to the Facility."

That was the last think Kylar heard before darkness closed over him.

*Everyone should "witness" this from one place or another. That way we can all meet up.*

**Umm could someone bring me in or at least get the plot into a place where i can get in my self easily.**

James Maddyson Grey:

Both him and the boy watched alone with the girl that had come up to him. Time to do her thing. "Mid watching my body?" He asked. The boy gave him a look of confusion.

"Sure?"

"Good. Don't move the body. I'll be back." The boy didn't understand until James' body went limp (or more limp for that case) and his ghost came forth. He quickly ran for the car and slipped into the car, unnoticed. It would be a problem later how he was going to get back to that bench in the park...

*I seem to keep for getting my other character's name but hey.. I'll get her's up later*

Kurt

He sat back on the bench, letting out a sigh. He felt like he should be doing more than just sitting here, even if James' body needed watching. I mean, I can turn invisible, fly, do that...telekinetic thing. I could pick a lock without even touching it! But here I am, stuck with something that's more or less a corpse.

"Your friend okay, son?" Kurt's head snapped up to regard a policeman. The guy didn't look hostile, but then, they never did want to give their targets a reason to be alarmed until the cuffs were on.

Kurt smiled back, "Oh, yeah. He'll be fine in a bit, just had a late night. His parents asked me to keep an eye on him till he wakes up."

The cop frowned, bending forward to look at the body. Kurt held his breath. The cop gave him a concerned look, reaching for his walkie, "He's not breathing, kid. I'm gonna call in an ambulance." He turned away, "Dispatch, this is officer-"

"No need to do that, officer. Most people think he doesn't breathe most of the time, it's just a condition he's had since he was a kid. He just takes really shallow breathes. Don't worry, I checked him before."

The cop seemed sceptical, but nodded and backed off. After all, why would a kid want to keep his dead friend's body sitting in public view, with him next to it? Passing the time while he waited for the ghost-like boy to return, he levitated a coin from his pocket, making it look like it was stuck to his finger.

Anna Bella Curt:

She looked over at one of the guys form the hotel who seemed to be... dead looking with another boy on the bench beside him. A coin seemed to be either stuck to his finger or he had his own powers. "Hi," she said stepping up to him with a smile. She was still a little girl so maybe it wouldn't go noticed that she was a shape shifter unless he'd seen earlier...

Josh paced around the boy as he became to come too. "hello Mr kyler" Josh said Josh read the boy's thoughts "I'm Josh and why are you here that's very clear to me your scum a scab on the face of existence, your a killer a criminal" Kyler began to grow blue but Josh continued "that boy didn't deserve to die did he, did he"
Kyler cried out "no, it was an accident" Josh continued after Kyler outburst the boy getting bluer and bluer by the second "it wasn't a accident it was a crime because your a killer" Josh new Kyler had done it by accident but Kyler needed to be aggravated for the experiments "were gonna poke and prod and see what make you tick then were gonna take your powers away and give them to some one more deserving. not a criminal"
"No" Kyler cried out as Josh left the concrete vault and the metal door slammed shut behind him scientist began to take samples of the energy readings "angry enough for you"
"plenty Josh and it will take sometime to take his abilities away"
"I know". Josh said before getting into the elevator that would take him to the basement of the empire state building well base meant one.

*some one should probably save Kyler*

*I think it would be interesting if the govs don't even think of the Roamers as human. So they aren't 'he' or 'she' but 'it'. Like a thing.*

Kylar-

His mind raced as he took in his surroundings. It was a plain square room, lit by bright flourescent bulbs, the concrete walls reinforced with diamond coated titanium. The one substance his energy couldn't slice through. Kylar sighed and leaned his head against the wall, breathing deeply, he slid down to sit on the floor.

Closing his eyes Kylar sent his mind back six years. In his mind's eye the fire still burned, the names of the dead carved into his soul. When he opened his eyes the pale green had been swallowed by the orange. Kylar's voice was calm as he spoke, knowing the mikes in the room would pick it up. "It's true that those deaths are on my hands. But I am not eleven years old anymore."

Kylar's head slumped forward as he left his body and stepped onto the Soul-Plane. The world shifted, colours fading until everything was grey, or blue. As if you were seeing the world through a veil.

Gently he placed his hand on the wall, small sparks jumped off it as it came in contact with his energy. But Kylar still stepped through the wall like it was nothing. The room he came into had several computers and complicated instrument panels. A single scientist stood in front of one, taking notes on some kind of reading. One wall was a window, that showed into his cell, clearly a one way window.

Smiling thinly, Kylar stepped forward and placed his hand on the man's shoulder. He felt the familiar jolt, half pleasure, half pain, as he stepped into the man's body. The spirit of the host passed out, since two soul's couldn't dwell in the same body simultaneously.

Scowling Kylar checked his pockets. The scientist didn't have the key to open his cell, obviously he wasn't very high up in the government.

Kylar smiled as he started working on the computer, tapping into goverment files. "Now then Mr. Lab Coat. Let's see what you and your fellow suits want with the Roamers." Halfway through the files he felt a prescence behind him and whirled around. Still half seeing on the Soul-Plane. He saw the other boy's spirit enter through the elevator doors. "Who's there?"

*A reminder, while Kylar's soul is free, he is still technically captured. Someone save him? Boo-hoo!*

** I just realized that i didn't even post a character description for this , its not too late is it?**

NAME:Zire Gregory
AGE:22
Appearance: (Her three favorite forms are:) Normal - http://valkyrie-sorrow.deviantart.com/art/Boy-25475403

Normal 2 (when angry) - http://entennen.deviantart.com/art/Monster-42553011

EXTRA POWER1:Can Shape shift into anything.
EXTRA POWER2:Can control anothers powers to a certain extent when it comes in contact with his physical or metal form.

For example if someone sends a bolt of electricity to him, he can bend it in a way that it does not touch him, or if someone tries to absorb his powers, or enter his mind, he can stop them from doing so.

(Okay??)

COUNTRY: Traveling a lot and does not remember his country
GROUP: Both
PERSONALITY:Silent at times, but is usually friendly. Deadly when needed, but acts innocent and normal unless essential.
HISTORY: Born as a shape shifter in one of the alleys, had to live alone for his whole life. Does not pick a side because he doesn't know who to trust. He was betrayed by one of the The Creed and The treaty.
Other: A good thief.

I have decided that too many people are shapeshifters. Is is okay if I change my Character's profile a bit? She does have a black leopard shape btw and she normally looks like the person I described in my 3rd post.

"Yeah it's fine"

Ooops, i guess that my fault, Sorry

"Nice to meet you at last Mr. Kylar" I said bowing slightly.

The man that had once worked for the Government lunged at me, but i stopped him, how? by stepping aside.

"You are still weak, without your body and in this frail mans body" I explained to him.

Kylar/man stood again and did the same thing again.

"I advise you not to keep doing that" I said sighing.

I felt an invisible force trying to enter my body, but i pushed against it and made sure it didn't come again, by pushing it out of the mans body too.

I walked out of the room and entered the prison like cell where Kylar lay on the ground.

"You do want to get out of here don't you?" I asked him.

He nodded, and i said "follow me".

He followed me as i guided him through a long series of halls and rooms until we arrived outside.

"The guards, how come..." asked Kylar.

"The guards are all dead" I cut in.

"But..."

"Don't ask how i did it, their bodies are mutilated in such a way that i will be untraceable."I explained then added "And yes i used to work for the Government"

"Then why are you helping me?" he asked.

"Because, just recently i uncovered some extremely lethal plans the Government has in stall for us Roamers" I explained.

**Hows that??**

Whoops, double posts, anyone know hoe to delete this post?

Kurt

He looked up to see a small girl standing in front of him, smiling. He smiled back, a friendly smile, before rolling the coin back into his hand. It was a petty gesture, given that she probably noticed him holding it there, but he could always masquerade as a magician.

Her eyes slid to the boy beside him, who still wasn't breathing. Kurt was starting to worry himself - he was supposed to be back by now. Not betraying his own thoughts, though, he simply shrugged, "He's fine. Might look dead, but as I just told the cop, it's just a weird condition. He'll get up when he's good and ready." Kurt held out his hand to shake, "I'm Kurt by the way, who're you?"

This just seems to be a day for making new friends. Let's hope it doesn't cause too much trouble.