(Lol Buggy I should have read that more carefully. xD *will post later*)

((Chup, you want to make the next move?))

Falconstrike

There was already nothing she could do. The twister was greedily snatching everything it could, bending lamp posts and swallowing the contents of bins, feeding itself power until her whole body ached trying to control it.

Mynah turned away from her, gazing in wonder at the raging tornado behind him.

"Oh dear."

"Precisely my thoughts," Mel said, scrambling to her feet and grabbing Electrum. But the vortex was sucking them in with a mighty gale, pulling them closer and closer. Mynah dived for her and grabbed her by the ankle as she secured herself to a nearby lamp post, hearing the metal groan under the strain. Electrum followed suit as the twister raged, now dragging cars closer to its centre.

"That was clever," Mynah snapped, as she turned her head to glare at him.

"Fine then smart mouth," she grinned back, jerking her ankle. Mynah gripped even tighter, this time pulling her back.

"I'm I'm going I'm taking you with me!"

"Fine!" she yelled over the gale and let go, laughing as they were sucked into the twister and felt the raw power of the air swallow her up and fling her upwards, hearing Mynah yell somewhere above. The twister spat them out at the top in a flurry.

Falconstike tumbled in the air, her gold eyes flashing open and catching every detail of her fall. She righted herself, before zooming and catching him by the foot, dropping him in an alley and skidding across the tarmac. She rolled as she shot across the ground avoid some bins Electrum appeared, looking extremely dazed by the twister.

The twister was growing and growing behind Mynah as he dodged some electric shots, Falconstrike gathering her strength to fly at him, grabbing him by the feet and shooting between his legs, hearing a crash as the top half of his body hit the ground. She collapsed on the ground, the tornado draining her energy bit by bit as it grew. Mynah let out a shriek directed at Electrum and he fell to the ground.

"Let's see who's under the mask." Before she could react Mynah's hands had grabbed her mask and began to pull it from her face. In blind panic, she shot into the air before he could catch much of a glimpse of her. Her head smashed through the lip of a roof in an explosion of tiles and her vision blackened for a moment. She was maskless, vulnerable, and now blood trickled down her head. But she would not give up and swooped down on Mynah, her flight now clumsy and weak as she cut through the air with such speed that he did not notice her grab the mask on the way past. Pulling it on in mid air, she crashed to the ground.

(Lol, its a bit long...)

Dalia/ Mistique

When I could finally join again, everything was in chaos. I looked up and saw Falconstrike hit the ground. I watched Mynah sprint over to her and saw Electrum laying dazed on the ground.

Without much thought, I rushed at him, sword extended. Out of the corner of his eye he saw me coming and shrieked at me. Panicking, I aimed the sword and threw it before tucking and narrowly dodging the sound waves.

I neatly landed, grinning as I watched the sword fly and wound Mynah in the leg. He let out a yelp of pain and fell. I grabbed my sword and helped Electrum up before running over to Falconstrike.

((Oh no! This is getting exciting; i'll try to post soon))

Just trying to get myself in here.

Marrow/Conor

I saw Falconstrike crash into the ground. Mynah went right back at her. With a twist of my arm I felt a staff appear, like a javelin I chucked it at Mynah, blocking his path.

"Pick it up," I said, as I made myself a new one.

"Why are you giving me one?" He asked.

"Cause, it wouldn't be fair with out it," I said, and charged at him.

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Writers block sucks so much. I can't write ANYTHING for ANYTHING!!!!!! *tears a phone book in half*

hey, i really want to join, but im not sure if my character is too powerful, so would it be ok if I Pm'ed someone so they could check me?

Mynah/Nick

Mynah let out a cry of pain as the sword hit his leg and fell on his side. Gritting his teeth, he forced himself back up. Great. First his shoulder, then his shoe, and now this.

He limped towards Falconstrike with a grimace when something large and white bit into the ground just in front of him.

"Pick it up," came a voice.

"Why are you giving me one?" he asked warily, turning to face Marrow as he plucked the javelin from the ground.

"Cause it wouldn't be fair without it." With that, the skeletal hero charged.

"Oh come ON!" Mynah yelled in frustration. He let out a shriek at Marrow, hoping to disorient him enough that he could escape.

Electrum/Kara

Electrum covered her ears as Mynah let out an ear-splitting shriek. Marrow stumbled backwards, seeming very disoriented. She saw Mynah turn and run. Electrum raced after him, but he seemed to know she was coming. He tossed the javelin over his shoulder. It grazed her arm. She let out a cry of pain and shot a lightning bolt at him. It hit him square in the back and he fell over.

Electrum clutched her arm. When she took her hand off it was wet with crimson blood. She groaned and gritted her teeth, walking towards Mynah.

Mynah/Nick

Mynah lay prostrate, completely dazed. Every bit of him was sore and throbbing, especially his shoulder and his leg. He stirred feebly.

Someone shoved their foot under him and flipped him over. He took a deep breath in preparation for a scream, but the tip of a bone javelin went to his throat. Marrow and Electrum were standing over him, breathing heavily.

"One sound, and..." threatened Marrow.

Mynah gulped and was silent.

Electrum looked over her shoulder. "Hey, anyone got something we can use to gag this guy?"

I can't let them unmask me, Mynah thought in a panic. Was there any way out of this situation?

((Aqua, are you posting, or is Chups? At the moment you and Laina are still standing face to face. Jeez, and sorry this is so long! I got carried away. It's mostly dialogue.))

Cara/Death

Flux and the other villain had made no move, circling each other, shifting and then shifting again.

"This is interesting," Death muttered, slipping her knife back into place. I'll go see what mess Falconstrike's got herself into this time. Besides, I want to deal with Mynah.

It was easy to find them, following the shouts, screams and general decimation of the neighbourhood. She's been busy, Death silently remarked, taking in the windswept streets and dented buildings. We'll have to get out of here soon. Then Death spotted the body on the ground.

"Falconstrike?" Death ran towards the fallen hero, falling to her knees when she reached her. "Come on. Wake up, quit fooling around!"

Her mask was barely holding together, but Death resisted the urge to pull it off. What had it done for her, knowing Java's identity? Better to keep Falconstrike as annoying as she always was, but then, if this was a joke, why was she bleeding? And why wasn't she responding?

"Hey, anyone got something we can use to gag this guy?"

For a second, Death thought it was Falconstrike who had spoken, and was readying herself for the scornful laughter that would follow her awakening. Instead she turned to see Electrum and Marrow, with Mynah pinned down between them. Death was next to them in moments.

"How wonderful to see you again," she said, nodding her thanks to the heroes who had him restrained. "You've taken out a team member, even if - well, you've taken her out, and that's what matters. You know what? I don't like to see team members unconscious, bleeding from the head, unresponsive."

Mynah was silent, and Death assumed the others had told him to keep his mouth shut.

"So quiet? What, do you think I'm going to take your mask off?" Death's laugh was high-pitched and scratched against the silence. "You really think that's what I want?"

Still nothing.

"You think, after all this, after you took out a team member, after you..." Death was laughing still, hysterically, and yet she could feel tears welling up in her eyes. Mynah's face blurred in her vision. "After you left me, Rose! After you left me, forever, gone forever..."

She fingered the knife in her belt and pulled it out, running her hands along the blade's edge, cutting her finger and watching as it didn't bleed.

"Rose, Rose, will you let me kill him? Will you let me watch him die?"

((Hehe, Death is possibly going insane. That wasn't supposed to happen so fast. Anyone want to stabilise her? Moo, if Falconstrike wakes up, she'd be good, but anyone can jump in.))

*uhm I PMed Chup*

ok here it is, I can change him to be a villain if hes needed

Real Name: Desmond Bell

Superhero's Name: Ghost (because he has a habit of coming and going without anyone noticing)

Age: 18

Gender: Male

Appearance: He looks like this, but his hair is longer, to the point where it is almost getting in his plain grey eyes. He is about average height and fairly muscular. He is incredibly light on his feet and when he walks it looks like he dancing, or as if he is about to start running at an any step.


Costume: He wears this mask. Otherwise his costume consists of a black jacket that he zipps up tight and pops the collar. His pants are generally black and close fitting. All his clothes, even his shoes, are especially padded to make no sound.

Personality: Because of his power Desmond is a generally solitary person, that tends to shun all emotion. He refuses to allow himself to feel hate, and as a result he can't anything at all not even love. This causes him to be outcast from most groups. Because he doesn't feel emotion, he bases his decisions off what he feels is right and wrong, and he has an objective view of these. He is willing to do things that are against the law, if he feels that it will satisfy the greater good.

When he steps into his costume he becomes an uncaring bastard, motivated purely by a desire to cause 'good' whatever that may be, and however it may be done.

How He Got His Powers: His power sort of delves into his history. When he was young his family was killed and he was shot, but alive. His body couldn't handle the trauma placed on it, and was slowly loosing strength. When he woke up his wounds were sealed but he was extremely week. For the next months all he could feel was hate, and a desire for vengeance. So when he was let out he sought it, and in the process was left to die again, this time in an abandoned nuclear plant. The strength of his rage caused it to become tangible and it granted him strength and speed that he had not known before.

Powers: His power is controlled by his emotions, but he cant really control it. When its activated he has extra strength, speed and his senses are improved to a supernatural degree. He dislikes that he has no control over it, so he represses it, and as a side effect he suppresses all emotions, and relies on his natural abilities, which are substantial. He is starting to learn how to let it out slowly, but when he looses control of it he becomes almost animalistic.

Weapons/Skills: He is only given powers on certain occasions, and those are few, so he relies on gadgets a lot. He has a blade hidden on a spring that will pop out when he cocks his wrist. He has a sword made of an extremely dense metal that can slide into a smaller tube. He also carries nets, flash grenades, and an assortment of other devices that he has invented from home items.

Other: He has a great affinity for animals

Falconstrike

Falconstrike straightened her mask, pulling herself to her feet as the world brightened again. Death seemed to be having some sort of a mental breakdown ahead. Running her hand through her auburn hair and sighing, she stared down at her nemesis. Suddenly, the whole fun of the situation was gone and she actually felt a little sorry for him. He was greatly outnumbered and had put up an amazing fight.

He may not have realised it but that caused her to feel a great deal of respect for him.

She stumbled over to Death whilst her head throbbed, looking at her for a few moments as Death stared at her bleeding thumb. "I think killing the dude is a little harsh," she said slowly, reaching down and offering a hand to pull Mynah up. He stared at it suspiciously, trying to figure out the catch.

"What are you doing?" Marrow said, as the others turned to stare at her. She blinked a little dazed, suddenly feeling a little tired.

"She's hit her head, she doesn't know what she's doing," Smokefall sighed from further back.

"It isn't poisonous, y'know," she said to him, winking. Slowly she reached for her hand and she pulled him up, staggering slightly. Her head injury had left her woozy and feeling ill.

She turned to him, and whispered something lightly, using her power to confine the words and bring them to his ear, so only Mynah could hear. "On my signal."

She turned away from Mynah to face the group, swaying slightly on the spot. "He fought pretty well, I thought so I was..." she suddenly lost her train of thought for some reason, only to shake her head and start again. "Um... yeah."

Most of them looked at her like she was a lunatic and few looked sympathetic. She angled herself around slightly, shooting a look at Mynah before beginning to stagger. "Whoa, my head," she moaned, trying her best to make it look believable. It wasn't too hard; she was already feeling woozy.

She collapsed on the floor and most of her team mates crowded around her, concealing a smile. Hopefully Mynah had taken the chance.

Mynah/Nick

Mynah didn't have to be told twice. Adrenaline pumping from Death's threat, he took off to get his shoe, muffling his movements.

He could hear at least one shout from the group of heroes as he pulled it on. He didn't have much time.

Without looking back, he darted into the bushes, hoping he could lose them.