Heroes
Feb 13, 2017 22:23:57 GMT
Post by Flynneus_Knight on Feb 13, 2017 22:23:57 GMT
(This is a story set nine years from the current timeline. It will include every character on the forum; everyone has a plotline and if you have ideas for your own person, then feel free to post. It's going to channeling that in the sense that our characters are going about normal lives and the whole 'Superhero' thing is less obvious. If characters don't appear in this first post, it's because they'll appear later or I'm still thinking them up. Serious homage to 'Heroes' coming up.)
Herbert Flynn and Nathan Cloud,
London
"Hey you," Herbert said, moving after Nathan and pulling him back. The old guy had tried to turn invisible and sneak out, or rather hobble, out of the room while no-one could see him. But Herb had, like always. Handy perk of his ability.
"Come on, Herb," Nathan gave him the big eyes. "I'll be right back; I'm hankering for a proper hotdog, you know, the ones with the mustard and those onions. And it's frost day! Don't you miss kids trying to slide and falling on their asses?"
Herb gave him a smile. "If you stay still for a couple of hours, I'll roll you over to the window to watch. How's that for a deal?" He propose,d gently leading him back to his bed.
Nathan sighed as he was tucked back in. "Yeah, but it's so much more fun watching it in person." Herbert sat down next to him, smiling sadly.
"Let's just fly down there later then," he joked gently.
Nate's fixed Herbert with a sad look. "You know neither one of us flies anymore."
Herb nodded bitterly; not since the accident. He stood up, going towards the windows. Sometimes, you could still see traces of it. Herb didn't think it'd ever go away now. "You okay, Nate?" Herb asked, turning to face him.
"Peachy keen, Avril Lavinge," he said with a flat look.
"Hey, you quit with that backtalk of I'm going to have to come over there and beat you up," Herb teased.
"Beat me up?" Nathan scoffed. "I used to be a History of Art student. If they taught us one thing, it was how to take a mess and make a profit from it. You;d be doing me a favour," he coughed. "Don't think they could sell me to an art gallery soon? I'm much shitter than what they have on those shelves nowadays."
Herbert raised an eyebrow. "Oh yeah?" He picked a magazine off the table and threw it towards Nathan. The old man picked it up, looked at the first page and closed his eyes.
"Jesus, they won't even let me be the messiest piece of shit on the wall, will they?"
Herbert smiled as he moved to check Nathan's medicines.
Aurora Ross
Devon Countryside
Aurora ran her hands through her brown hair as she packed up stuff that her son would need for school. "Jaime, get here right now!" She cried. "School will start soon!" When she got no reply she sighed and ran into her son's bedroom.
"Jaime," she said sternly, grabbing the blond boy off the bed as he tried to tie his tie correctly. "Come on, we're going to be late," she said.
Jaime gave her a disgusted look. "It's not like it's useful," he told her. "I know most of it already," he muttered.
Aurora had to smile at that as she picked up everything they needed and finally got him out of the car. "Oh yeah? What's Pythagoras' Theorum?"
The boy made to answer, realised he couldn't, and let himself be dumped in the car. "You know, dad said I didn't need to know this stuff."
The mother rolled her eyes. "Yeah, well daddy is also wanted throughout Europe, so maybe we don't take on board what he has to say?" Jaime frowned at that, his green eyes burning.
"You always do that!" He declared.
"What?" Aurora replied sensing a fight.
"Put him down!"
"You'll understand later," she tried to reply calmly.
Jaime looked angry, his skin starting to glow. Aurora frowned as she saw this, taking her eyes off the road. "Jaime, calm down honey."
Her son looked down at his body, his face turning into shock. "What's- what's happening?" He cried.
Aurora tried to pull the car over, but the entire sidewalk of the lane they lived down was full. "Jaime, it's okay, just calm-" she stopped as she saw his horrified face. He was panicking, claiming he was one of 'them'. Before she had the chance to try and tell him otherwise, his body suddenly exploded with light, the car heating up. Aurora made a desperate attempt to pull over but in a flash of light her son's horrified face dissapeared in the mounting light.
An explosion ripped the car apart, sending the vehicle into the air, as it rolled over itself.
Taniel and Thomas White
Somewhere in England
Taniel's cheap robes flapped as he ran through the maze of carnival wagons, blinking through his glasses at the bright lights that were burning in the sky. He panted, turning back and focusing. With a start, ice flew out of his fingers and started covering up a gap between the two carts. Soon a thick ice wall had been erected. Invoker stopped, panting. His face soon turned back to fear as a crack rang out. He swore he heard a sigh of comtempt and a man in black walked through the wall as if he'd been walking through some mist.
"Oh, Taniel. That was rather pathetic you know."
The self proclaimed wizard took off on his heels as the man behind him laughed. How had he found him?! He kept moving, always moving. Then again... his reputation had been growing. The Incredible Invoker! He was an act of the show, pushing off his 'magic tricks' to the delight of the boys and girls in the crowd. "Now, watch his create FIRE! Now ICE!" He knew the manager knew it was more than just tricks but he brought good business and he worked cheap. Also, having a Super wasn't bad for protection.
But now Taniel ran, trying to think of ways to fight him. He'd tried to stand him ground, but it had been hopeless. The Parasite was too powerful now... they'd all sunk into their normal lives, but White... he'd been hunting for nine years now. Who knew what he could do?
Taniel fell over on a rough piece of ground, rolling onto his face. He started to crawl to his feet but suddenly Parasite was there, kneeling down next to him.
"Hello, Taniel. Want to go swimming again?" He grinned from beneath his hood, his white teeth shining. That pretty facade hit a monster; if only they'd seen that sooner.
The wizard gritted his teeth, out of options. "You're the only one drowning today!" He got to his knees and pushed his hand against Thomas' face, spraying water into his mouth, hoping to suffocate him. Parasite simply pulled his hand aside with inhuman strength, throwing off Taniel's aim. He threw the boy back and spat the water out, before twisting his hand into a claw and grabbing the water from Taniel's stream and stopping it.
Taniel could only watch, horrified, as the Parasite twisted it into a shape, a ball, before pushing it on Taniel's head.
"Oh, the irony...," White smiled, keeping the wizard's head in the ball of manipulated water. He was drowning Taniel with his own creation. Desperate, Taniel started spewing flames; that caught Thomas' attention. Cursing he lost control, letting the water go and swatting at his clothes.
So he didn't have fire powers, Taniel thought. He pushed himself to his feet and tried to summon more flames, but his energy was out. Desperate he punched out at Thomas' face. However, as his fist met, the bones shattered against White's skin as it transformed into metal. He fell to the ground screaming as White laughed his head off.
"Oh, Taniel, that was funny! I love how this whole time, you've actually done more damage to yourself than I have." His face turned serious as Taniel tried to crawl away. "No, I didn't say you could leave, boy," he stretched out a hand and pulled him back, before pushing him against a wall. He approached, calmly, smiling like a cat.
"I hope you don't think me negligent. I did say Id kill you but I do apologise that it's taken this long," he told him, a mocking look on his face. He raised his hand, purple mist trailing off it and cocked his head. "Strictly, Tanny, I don't need your power. But me, I'm a completionist. You know, have to have them all." He put the hand onto Taniel head.
And the wizard screamed.
(That's it for now, because it's tiring writing this. But I have some ideas for the other characters who shall appear next time and I hope it goes okay. Sorry for not including basically any of the characters first time but I need to get those ideas sorted first. Hope it wasn't too bad. Also I'm not just killing off characters yet, so you know, don't worry.)
Herbert Flynn and Nathan Cloud,
London
"Hey you," Herbert said, moving after Nathan and pulling him back. The old guy had tried to turn invisible and sneak out, or rather hobble, out of the room while no-one could see him. But Herb had, like always. Handy perk of his ability.
"Come on, Herb," Nathan gave him the big eyes. "I'll be right back; I'm hankering for a proper hotdog, you know, the ones with the mustard and those onions. And it's frost day! Don't you miss kids trying to slide and falling on their asses?"
Herb gave him a smile. "If you stay still for a couple of hours, I'll roll you over to the window to watch. How's that for a deal?" He propose,d gently leading him back to his bed.
Nathan sighed as he was tucked back in. "Yeah, but it's so much more fun watching it in person." Herbert sat down next to him, smiling sadly.
"Let's just fly down there later then," he joked gently.
Nate's fixed Herbert with a sad look. "You know neither one of us flies anymore."
Herb nodded bitterly; not since the accident. He stood up, going towards the windows. Sometimes, you could still see traces of it. Herb didn't think it'd ever go away now. "You okay, Nate?" Herb asked, turning to face him.
"Peachy keen, Avril Lavinge," he said with a flat look.
"Hey, you quit with that backtalk of I'm going to have to come over there and beat you up," Herb teased.
"Beat me up?" Nathan scoffed. "I used to be a History of Art student. If they taught us one thing, it was how to take a mess and make a profit from it. You;d be doing me a favour," he coughed. "Don't think they could sell me to an art gallery soon? I'm much shitter than what they have on those shelves nowadays."
Herbert raised an eyebrow. "Oh yeah?" He picked a magazine off the table and threw it towards Nathan. The old man picked it up, looked at the first page and closed his eyes.
"Jesus, they won't even let me be the messiest piece of shit on the wall, will they?"
Herbert smiled as he moved to check Nathan's medicines.
Aurora Ross
Devon Countryside
Aurora ran her hands through her brown hair as she packed up stuff that her son would need for school. "Jaime, get here right now!" She cried. "School will start soon!" When she got no reply she sighed and ran into her son's bedroom.
"Jaime," she said sternly, grabbing the blond boy off the bed as he tried to tie his tie correctly. "Come on, we're going to be late," she said.
Jaime gave her a disgusted look. "It's not like it's useful," he told her. "I know most of it already," he muttered.
Aurora had to smile at that as she picked up everything they needed and finally got him out of the car. "Oh yeah? What's Pythagoras' Theorum?"
The boy made to answer, realised he couldn't, and let himself be dumped in the car. "You know, dad said I didn't need to know this stuff."
The mother rolled her eyes. "Yeah, well daddy is also wanted throughout Europe, so maybe we don't take on board what he has to say?" Jaime frowned at that, his green eyes burning.
"You always do that!" He declared.
"What?" Aurora replied sensing a fight.
"Put him down!"
"You'll understand later," she tried to reply calmly.
Jaime looked angry, his skin starting to glow. Aurora frowned as she saw this, taking her eyes off the road. "Jaime, calm down honey."
Her son looked down at his body, his face turning into shock. "What's- what's happening?" He cried.
Aurora tried to pull the car over, but the entire sidewalk of the lane they lived down was full. "Jaime, it's okay, just calm-" she stopped as she saw his horrified face. He was panicking, claiming he was one of 'them'. Before she had the chance to try and tell him otherwise, his body suddenly exploded with light, the car heating up. Aurora made a desperate attempt to pull over but in a flash of light her son's horrified face dissapeared in the mounting light.
An explosion ripped the car apart, sending the vehicle into the air, as it rolled over itself.
Taniel and Thomas White
Somewhere in England
Taniel's cheap robes flapped as he ran through the maze of carnival wagons, blinking through his glasses at the bright lights that were burning in the sky. He panted, turning back and focusing. With a start, ice flew out of his fingers and started covering up a gap between the two carts. Soon a thick ice wall had been erected. Invoker stopped, panting. His face soon turned back to fear as a crack rang out. He swore he heard a sigh of comtempt and a man in black walked through the wall as if he'd been walking through some mist.
"Oh, Taniel. That was rather pathetic you know."
The self proclaimed wizard took off on his heels as the man behind him laughed. How had he found him?! He kept moving, always moving. Then again... his reputation had been growing. The Incredible Invoker! He was an act of the show, pushing off his 'magic tricks' to the delight of the boys and girls in the crowd. "Now, watch his create FIRE! Now ICE!" He knew the manager knew it was more than just tricks but he brought good business and he worked cheap. Also, having a Super wasn't bad for protection.
But now Taniel ran, trying to think of ways to fight him. He'd tried to stand him ground, but it had been hopeless. The Parasite was too powerful now... they'd all sunk into their normal lives, but White... he'd been hunting for nine years now. Who knew what he could do?
Taniel fell over on a rough piece of ground, rolling onto his face. He started to crawl to his feet but suddenly Parasite was there, kneeling down next to him.
"Hello, Taniel. Want to go swimming again?" He grinned from beneath his hood, his white teeth shining. That pretty facade hit a monster; if only they'd seen that sooner.
The wizard gritted his teeth, out of options. "You're the only one drowning today!" He got to his knees and pushed his hand against Thomas' face, spraying water into his mouth, hoping to suffocate him. Parasite simply pulled his hand aside with inhuman strength, throwing off Taniel's aim. He threw the boy back and spat the water out, before twisting his hand into a claw and grabbing the water from Taniel's stream and stopping it.
Taniel could only watch, horrified, as the Parasite twisted it into a shape, a ball, before pushing it on Taniel's head.
"Oh, the irony...," White smiled, keeping the wizard's head in the ball of manipulated water. He was drowning Taniel with his own creation. Desperate, Taniel started spewing flames; that caught Thomas' attention. Cursing he lost control, letting the water go and swatting at his clothes.
So he didn't have fire powers, Taniel thought. He pushed himself to his feet and tried to summon more flames, but his energy was out. Desperate he punched out at Thomas' face. However, as his fist met, the bones shattered against White's skin as it transformed into metal. He fell to the ground screaming as White laughed his head off.
"Oh, Taniel, that was funny! I love how this whole time, you've actually done more damage to yourself than I have." His face turned serious as Taniel tried to crawl away. "No, I didn't say you could leave, boy," he stretched out a hand and pulled him back, before pushing him against a wall. He approached, calmly, smiling like a cat.
"I hope you don't think me negligent. I did say Id kill you but I do apologise that it's taken this long," he told him, a mocking look on his face. He raised his hand, purple mist trailing off it and cocked his head. "Strictly, Tanny, I don't need your power. But me, I'm a completionist. You know, have to have them all." He put the hand onto Taniel head.
And the wizard screamed.
(That's it for now, because it's tiring writing this. But I have some ideas for the other characters who shall appear next time and I hope it goes okay. Sorry for not including basically any of the characters first time but I need to get those ideas sorted first. Hope it wasn't too bad. Also I'm not just killing off characters yet, so you know, don't worry.)