The Old/New Gods: IC (The Party Begins)

Last Day of June, Saturday. 8:00 PM

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Black Fall's Carnival Pier: Paradise of PA


Jake


Today was the last day of June. Merely a few days ago school in Black Fall had ended and summer vacation has finally started. This mean't that the teens of the large community were all free to go about their business for three months--- have parties, stay up late, the whole package. The very next day the former will occur. Since the Jake's parents (Jason and Gabriela Valos) had announced that they will be spending two weeks out of Black Fall he had pieced together the greatest plans for the greatest party ever during the wait, and yesterday they had left to go on business.


Jake knew that the Valos Family had owned several high-end Clubs, and Casinos across America, not across America more of the East Coast. From the top of his head he knew that they owned such buildings in Philadelphia, Atlantic City, Baltimore, Myrtle Beach and New Orleans.


In his eyes he had everything planned out. Tomorrow the party will start at the Valos Family's private beach. Today, he had sent out a call to assemble some of his close friends at Black Fall's famous Carnival Pier to give them a special bonus that rests in the inside-pocket of his overcoat, since there were going to be a lot of people there, and he just wants to give some people something special. An enormous Pier, full of all types of attractions and games, food and drinks. On the other side of the pier was a beach. This day was a good day to do this assembly, as today the Carnival was having an enormous sale: 60% off all tickets. So, the tickets were was dirt cheap.


Jake was standing on the platform overlooking the beach, and leaning on the rail that stopped anyone from falling. Doing nothing but staring at the water was fun for him.


Due to the aforementioned sale the entire carnival was flooded with people... if he wanted to (and wasn't dressed that made him noticeable) he could easily blend into the crowd of people and be nigh-invisible. This specific area wasn't very crowded, and the Beach was completely desolate (due to that people are ran off when it gets dark).



Jake pulled out his android phone and sent out a text to certain people ((IE: YOUR FRIGGIN CHARACTERS))



Hey, Jake here. Can you come to the Carnival? It's about the party, I'll pay anyone back to get in. I'm by the Beach.



With that action out of the way he placed his phone back into his pocket, and focused on the ocean ahead of him. In less than a minute someone had walked up to him, at first he didn't notice since he was so focused on the ocean but when this person tapped his shoulder he directed his full attention to her; Lin. The girlfriend he's known for years, much to some people's confusion. She wasn't the best looking person out there and Jake was the definition of attraction.



Even the guys want him.




He didn't really care about how she looked; she was the best he could get other than gold diggers that want his money, or shallow bitch that annoys him. As lame as it sounded it was about what's on the inside, and he was the type to keep it in his pants.



Lin spoke first, "How are you doing, Jake?"



"Fine. Just waitn' for everyone to get here."



"You're going to do the special you told me about?"


"Yes. You're cordially invited." He reached into his overcoat and hands Lin a elegant golden painted letter.



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Victor


Vito was already at the carnival, having arrived earlier in the day, around two hours ago. There wasn't too much more to do here other than go home, but at that moment he had a text--- something rare and almost never happens as he doesn't have any friends, nor does his family sends texts out to him. He opened up his cheap cell phone and it was from Jake, about the party he was inviting people to. He shrugged and made his way towards the Beach.



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Johnny and Sylvia


Johnny had better things to do than hang around Carnivals and little kids all day.



Unfortunately, he has no choice after his bet gone "awry". You see last month he was in New Orleans since he was long out of school starting off his grand dream of going town to city and knocking over every casino (using his powers) in sight and making himself a million dollars. Unfortunately he made a bet with his younger sister Sylvia Lana Bertoose. This bet came from Sylvia's new hobby of playing the guitar and mixing it with her powers; she used both at the same time to make some pretty bad CENSORED music, and got tips for it.


Being a sarcastic CENSORED Johnny bet her that she couldn't make twenty dollars in less than ten minutes. If he won she would have to give him five dollars... but, if she won he would take her for a month in Black Fall.



The results should be obvious since they were in the carnival in Black Fall.


Johnny was sitting in a bench with his arms crossed, while Sylvia played one of those tacky Carnival games you'd always see in entertainment; knock over the cans. She was at this for a hour with no success. Surprising she made plenty of money playing for tips in certain events in New Orleans.


What garnered the most income was Mardi Gras.




Johnny's hat slumped over his eyes--- sun glasses. He was wearing his heart shaped sunglasses today, "Can we get a move on, Syl?" he tilted his glasses and gave her that look.


Sylvia threw another ball at the cans and missed by a few inches. She had only one ball left, after going through this for like an hour (it was ambiguous why she was still doing this after the third time she lost by completely missing the target) and it was clear that she was going to spend another hour and much money until she succeeds, "In a minute, I almost got it!"


"You 'almost got it' like twenty times, let's go! There's so much more of Black Fall..."



"Shut up! I'm that helpless little girl you're supposed to be babysitting."


Johnny groaned, "Okay since you want to play that game; I'm about to bounce. You're going to get your CENSORED left here in about two minutes."



"Come on..." Sylvia pleaded.


"No." Johnny slumped his head towards the ground, he was tired as CENSORED and just wanted to go



Since Johnny isn't going to wait a few moments and the stacked cans game hasn't been conquered yet, Sylvia came up with a plan to win. Her finger was shrouded by the blurry aura that spun, indicating that she wants to use her powers to win this game. The next thing she did was throw the ball at the carnie, it missed.


The plan was obviously shoot down the stack of cans with a sonic blast. But, Johnny noticed her and quickly stepped in and grabbed her arm with one hand, and her hair with his other and dragged her off, prompting a loud, "HEY!" From her.


"Hey you stupid kids, get out of here!" The Carnie shouted



Johnny replied, "Sorry, mister. Won't happen again."


"You're an idiot, Syl." Johnny finished off while dragging Sylvia out of sight.



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Various



Lash, Drake and May were all around the carnival. Lash was sitting on a bench near the beach, looking at her cell phone, Drake was standing in a line for the High Striker to show off his strength, and May was leaning around under the boardwalk playing with her phone, waiting for somebody to wander down there--- she could use a quick snack.




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May/Samuel


Under the boardwalks was a hungry (and insanely) bored May, leaning up against the nearest pillar with her cell phone out and her shoes semi-buried in the sand. Hungry not in the terms of actual hunger, she came to the board walks to feed on the sin of those here and was met with minimal results. While she knew that there were little to none visible effects on those she drained, well most people didn't like it when she puts her hands on them and her blood stream starts to glow red. It was imperative that she keeps her draining very limited, at least to her friends/family and random people in dark alleys to feed her powers.


Samuel was screaming into her ear-- or head.

((Before I start; the bolded text whoever isn't in control of the body speaking; which right now is Samuel))


Dah, why don't you feed already? You waste our time here, sister


Hello? You see what I see, bro. No one is down here--- use your eyes.


Don't get smart. Go up there.


Oh yes, yes, get my secret blown.


Find a lost child.



And get what? Babies don't sin.



Their back and forth went on for minutes with visible no end in sight. This caused them to be unaware of their surroundings and shortly it stopped when a elderly and eerrie voice echoed through the scene, "Young Goddess, I know what you desire...."



Who's there?



Haha! Some old dude trying to get with me.



Your snack.


"Power. Strength. Knowledge..." The man continued, "And I know where you can get all of that... if you leech from the other Gods your age you can only get minor enhancements, but I have a power above all else."


May slowly put her phone away into her jacket and her fist lit up with a bright red aura and crackled with a sort of electricity. The power she acquired from Vito will serve her well in situations like this- her fist was charged with a minimal amount of kinetic energy so that she can take out the old man and leech him of his sin.



The old man turned out to be none other than Neron Corana and his partner Carmen Dionne. They were searching for a mutant with the abilities of a power replicator/leech, and fortunately during one of their nightly searches they found just the person they needed; May and the man bound to her body: Samuel. They discovered their power after Carmen merely bumped into her (them) on purpose to discover their power and found exactly what she needed.


Neron's grand plan was to get the mutant population to find the mutants he needed for his plan, and that was difficult to do without a common threat to face or without any pior knowledge. It'd be in his best interests not to be that threat, since he was unaware of the capabilities of the Gods here in Black Fall.


He was also the type to manipulate things from the side lines.



What brought him to the carnival was Jake Valos. They knew he was a definite mutant and immensely social and/or popular. The most surprising of all was that he was from one of the wealthiest and influential families here in Black Fall--- The Valos. It was all apart of Neron's plan and he needed someone important to him die and if they don't run to the police the search would start. All that was necessary was putting everyone in the right paths.



"Who are you?"


Kill him, sister.



No, I want to know what the freak is on about.



"Who I am is of little importance... how would you like to know the key to becoming immortal, young Goddess."



"Listening..."


See what he knows, then kill him.




I'm not killing anyone- you really need to work on that bro. You too violent. What he's talking about could be interesting...



Hmph.

"EAT! EAT! EAT!"

People chanted around three men who were shoveling down hot dogs at a fast pace. Each trying to outmach the other. One man, at the far left, began stuffing six or seven hot dogs at a time, and quickly outpaced the other two. Some looked on at awe at the man, he was going for a record now. Unknown to the people, this man was known as Proto, who was simply hungry and wanted to feed himself before continuing on in the carnival. He had the contest in the bag, along with the cash prize. He was eating so fast that they began to run out of hot dogs.

"How is that possible!" A man yelled from the crowd that had gathered around to watch him eat.

Proto was halfway glad that Johnny had texted him. He was gettig his mealfor the day in without killing anyone.

Soon Proto had eaten every hot dog the contest had to offer.

Many mouths were agape at the sight. Proto stood up and whiped his face with a napkin, smiled and walked down from the stage as if nothing had happened. He didnt really need the cash proxe second place deserved it more, because he technically cheated.

As soon as he was out of sight, he reached into his jeans pocket and whipped out a blackberry. He selected Jake's number and began to text him.

"Where are you."

And send.

Short, sweet, and to the point. His normal approach. Placing the phone back in his pocket, he went to explore a bit to pass the time.

Jake and Lin


The pair wrapped their arms around each other, looking into each other eyes all romantic like. "How sweet of you." Lin smiled as she put the golden letter into her purse.


"Anything for you, Lin." Jake cheerily responded. It was a heart warming sight for some families leaving the Beach or just walking by; two teenagers sharing a pure moment, free of dirty thoughts. Made even better since most people around Black Falls know of their relationship and he isn't an elitist that only goes out with the other rich girls in Black Fall... Not that there's many to choose from. Other than the Pimm family's girls and the other wealthy family... let's just say that Jake isn't interested in those shallow girls.


It's been a few minutes, there has to be a few people in the carnival, and he did say he was going to reimburse everyone who needed to pay money to get in. He needed to give it awhile, if not he'll just give out his golden letters to those people when the party starts. Jake's ability gave him an unnatural amount of patience, or he was raised to not be impatient like his brother... and it wasn't like there was nothing here to keep him occupied. "I'm so excited for the party, Jake." Lin stated, her family normally didn't allow her to go and get into situations like this but as they trusted Jake and (most of) the Valos, and more importantly; their daughter. They fully expected her to be on her best behavior.



"I can't wait for after th-" Jake said before being cut off by his phone beeping announcing that he has a text, "... Hold on for a minute." He paused their moment and stepped away from her for a minute to reach into his pocket for his Android phone and read the text, from one of his associates; Proto. He doesn't know the person too much and he gives off that "Serial Killer" vibe especially with that. It wasn't too of a challenge for Jake to tolerate Proto, adults and teens were easy enough to befriend.




Where are you.



The text made him chuckle slightly, as he didn't know if Proto had read his text, misread it or is just dumb. Jake wasn't going to say that to him though, it helps to keep your relations at a maximum by not doing things like that.



He smiled and texted back


By the beach on the board walk with Lin. You can't miss me.

Proto felt the blackberry in his pocket buzz, and he reached and grabbed for it, checking to see who had texted him.

By the beach on the board walk with Lin. You can't miss me.

Of course. Of course he would be by the boardwalk with his girlfriend. It wasn't rocket science, and from what he had collected about his past, he was a biotechnician.

Ah well. It was obviously more that genetic science.

Come to think of it, he hadn't met Lin in the past...

Or did he?

he couldn't remember.

And so, Proto began to make his way to the boardwalk, having to stop and ask for directions along the way. He didn't live in this part of town. More often then not, he was in the alleys and streets looking for food or pickpocketing money (Like Jack from the short you posted, Lone). Soon however, he found the boardwalk and with it, Jake and Lin.

"Evening." he said simply, approaching them, and stopping a few feet away from the duo, leaning against the railing. "How you doin?"

Out of character? yes.

Antisocial? No.

Plus, making a good first impression on Lin could serve him good in the long run. He could always use another ally, or dare he say it, friend, like he considered Jake.

Jake and Lin


"Proto, how are you doing?" Jake greets the enigmatic Proto. It was the usual when Jake goes and talks to his friends that Lin stays in the shadows literally. This part of the boardwalk was darker than the rest, as Jake walked over to Proto the nearest lamp spontaneously went out and Lin was invisible.


Jake's eyes flashed a cobalt blue (for a few seconds if Proto was very observant he'd know) as he took a step over to Proto. The definition of cordial was Johnny's specialty, "Sir, how are you?" Jake sat on the sturdy wooden railing that stopped people from falling ten feet over to the Beach into the sand, it wasn't very comfortable but it worked. Jake reached into his overcoat and handed Proto a large golden letter.


((Crappy post; had to go))

"You don't have to call me sir, Johnny. I'm a friend."


Heh, blue eyes... He would ask about it later. It wasn't his business at the moment.

Gold letters?

Okay, this was strange.

"I hope this isn't a hitlist or something..." Proto joked, although, inside, he feared his thoughts would prove right...

It's not like he sent out the aura of sunshine and lollypops. He hid behind a big black hood as if he was a drug dealer... Thats not a and idea... He could find some sand and pass it off... He could be swimming in cash...

No, no, focus you stupid virus.

"What exactly are you giving me here?"

((You're getting Jake and Johnny mixed up. Jake is the overly polite and mature kid IE the one Proto is talking to, and Johnny is on the other side of the carnival))

Jake



At the hitman comment Jake busted out laughing. Not at the audacity of the statement (Proto must be new around town or just might not know too much about him) but he assumed it was a joke. He had a big grin on his face, not the evil or wicked kind but the friendly kind. "You're cordially invited," Jake started off before looking around him for Lin. Her sudden disappearance was strange--- not expected though since she wasn't the type to be interacting with his friends but at least she stuck around. She might have gone off to go to the bathroom or get something to drink.


"Yeah, haven't you heard of that party at the Valos beach house? Sir, what you are holding in your hand is a VIP Pass into the beach house." He turned towards the water front and closed his eyes, it was getting dark and in an hour the carnival will close, so whoever wants these VIP passes better pick up the pace, "Just come in and show my buddy Drake your letter and you'll love it... he's the strong lookin' man with the goggles."

"I'm not gonna get you to just call me Proto will I?" Proto sighed, looking at the letter.

Okay, he could understand it being VIP, but making it golden? Proto didnt know what to make of that. "I'll take your word for it that I'll love it. If you dont midn me asking," Proto started, leaning forward to look past Jake. "What happened to that girl you were with? I came and suddenly she was gone." He wondered if he was seeing things.

"And what was with your eyes?"

"Just showing you respect, sir- Proto. Where'd you get that name anyway?"


Questions... Questions, Questions...


Partially Jake was expecting Proto to move on after getting his golden letter- not that Jake didn't mind it's just that he's asking questions. Just the subject of the question, he didn't want to reveal his mutant hood to Proto. Not now. Only Lin, and Johnny know of his status and that needs to be the extent of it. Worst of all it was getting more and more difficult to conceal his status with his eyes flashing blue out of no where. "You know, Lin is probably getting something to drink." He nervously replies while he looked around.


Avoiding the question would only work for so long. Especially if he's persistent... but, who knows. Proto might be a mutant himself, and all of this might be a ruse. Until he's sure, he's going to try to avoid the question in general.

"Sur-name. Never found out."

That was a lie. Proto was short for prototype. His codename when he contracted the bioengneered virus from another scientist's project. All carriers were terminated. He was the only one to come back... At least, thats all he knew at the moment. Now, he was a mutant. "You know, blue eyes are a mutation, the lack of melanin in your eyes... I have blue eyes. See?" Proto said, lifting part of his hood to show one of his icy blue eyes. He decided not to push Jake any farther, but he would keep an eye on him. If it happened again he would force it out of him.

He needed to know if there were more like him.

Well not exactly the same, he was normal with a forced mutation on a massive scale.

I have become something less than human, but also something more.

He didnt truly consider himself human, not anymore. He was something else... He still didnt know what.

Paradise of PA, Carnival

Mar found himself lost. His entire life seemed to have been shot to nothingness. As his brother Alex was off somewhere in the world, trying his best to avoid him, Mar was only growing even more bored with himself. He gained nothing but boredom and a deep un-satisfaction. Nothing seemed to be good enough for him, he was just so bored and uncertain what to do with his life now.

As a child he and his family grew up in poverty and poorness. Each one of them usually had some sort of ridiculous medical problem, and so many of them had killed themselves because of the terrible life they had had.

Mar found a person sitting on a bench, he was bored and had nothing else to do. "Hey, who are you?" he asked Lash.

Jake


((Why not?))



"Yeah... I didn't know that, Proto...." Crap. Things are getting a tad bit unwanted. For a moment Jake regretted giving Proto that golden letter--- then he thought about what he said. Clearly, Proto was hinting that he knew that Jake was a mutant... and that he's a mutant too. There wasn't a good way to about this for him, he wanted to change the subject (What about the odd name "Proto") but the most unfortunate thing happened. Instead of his iris flashing blue, his entire eyes started to glow cobalt blue with a strange electronic feel to it. Perfect. Jake noticed this quickly and his eyes reverted back to their natural brown. The situation wasn't looking too good for him. If all else fails... well.


Jake is far from the violent type. It might not be a bad thing if one nobody knows his powers. With his luck he can easily convince the man to keep it to himself, or he can be bribed. It's already obvious but money and fame is something everyone strives for. Where are the other people? Or Lin? If somebody walks up he can bail.


Then this conversation will be over until the party.... it'll be dark and crowded. Jake will be able to avoid this one.


He looked around nervously.



Lin and...


Lin had indeed left to get something for Jake and herself. Some cotton candy. She had expected for the conversation between Jake and Proto to be long over by now and they can have a bit more time together--- not saying that they don't already have enough of that. She was at the stand that sold cotton candy and requested bubble gum flavored cotton candy, their favorite. Then she was on her way and waltz back over to her boyfriend. Her white dress was flowing slightly in the wind, the open area of the carnival provided a gentle breeze. The carnival was gently starting to die down a bit and less and less people were staying-- the stands and the various rides were starting to shut down. Unexpected because the carnival was going to close in an hour.


As she stepped towards Jake (and unknowingly Proto) she spotted something that made her stop and stare. A young child unaccompanied by any parents or legal guardians; had to be at least nine or ten. This child (who just so happens to be Aaron...) was sneaking up on a family (consisting of a man who Lin presumed was the father, a overweight woman and two children; a boy and a girl) sitting on a sturdy wooden bench enjoying some dinner. Aaron quickly sneaked up on the woman and grabbed the cardboard basket of french fries and ran for his life.



Of course this was met with less than positive reactions from the family who yelled at Aaron and spouted foul language before letting it go (either because the boy wasn't worth their time or those french fries weren't worth it). Lin on the other hand didn't appreciate dirty orphans running around stealing french fries. Jake would be fine waiting long enough for Lin taking the little boy to security and getting handled (he may of well have been talking to another guest of his party). She lowered her body weight and did a sort of hop in the way of the boy, since she was older (and lighter) than the boy she intercepted him, unaware that she was levitating a few centimeters.


Aaron stopped dead in his tracks and instantly dropped the french fries and looked up at her. She put both her hands on her hips and said, "Come here little one, you have some explaining to do."


"Leave me alone, lady!" Aaron tried to turn around only for Lin to reach out for him.


"I'm not going to hurt you, but you can't go ste-"


In a strange moment Aaron moaned quietly and his eyes and heart started to glow a bright yellow. A near invisible blurry hexagon appeared and blocked Lin's hand when she touched the shield she was launched on her back. Aaron -while young- was smart enough to take advantage of this moment and ran into the nearest alleyway at top speed before Lin could get up. Indeed, by the time she had ascended Aaron was gone. Interesting, there was more to this boy than she had expected, and obviously he was a mutant. Though, he was long gone, unlikely that she'll encounter him again.



"... Little boy." She whispered to herself, she looked around. There was people looking all at her, confused. The back of her dress was stained with dirt and the bubblegum of the boardwalk.


Lash


Such Carnivals weren't the kind of places Lash would like to be in, but, she was dragged her by her (defacto, at this point) friend; Drake. Even he was dragged away by one of the other girls here. Right now she was sitting on a bench with her legs crossed and with her phone out texting giving off a hostile feeling with her facial expressions. Not texting any of her friends (as she had very little) she was texting her cousin Cycon. Who stated that he was going to DJ for Jake's big party. She never could tell the deal with these stupid parties. All they are, are kids getting drunk, high and boning each other until the cops show up. She didn't exactly want to go, she wanted to go off and sleep.


She got a text from Jake about the party, that pretty much killed any and all drive she had to go to the party, because she had already known that he's giving out VIP invites. Apparently Drake was given five since he is going to be the "bouncer" for the VIP Beach House, and right when they met he immediately gave her one. Hm, though, he did say that he was going to reimburse anyone who comes to the carnival. While, it wasn't her nature to cheat people she was considering lying to Jake to get some money even though she didn't even pay to get in. The thought made her smirk for a moment until she realized that everyone is going to be trying that. So, she thought of giving up her VIP invite to the first mook, and not even show up.


She reached into her hoodie and grabbed her carton of cigarettes, and gently reached inside and put one cigarette in her mouth. Resting her cell phone next to her she reached into another pocket for a lighter, and was just about to lite the cigarette--- when some tool approaches her, an aura immediately surrounded her, turning a near-invisible and transparent blood red. She looked up at him with an unlit cigarette in her mouth. The question he asked her prompted from a snide and hostile response, but the emotions he was giving off were slightly interesting. Sorrow and Apathy, which mean't usually one of two things; he lost someone dear to him and is slowly losing the will to live, or he lost someone close to him and is attempting to lie to himself that he doesn't care.



So, the basket case must be attempting to talk to her in order to feel something again. In that moment she remembered that she quit smoking and put the cigarette back into her pocket (and the carton and lighter) then responding to Mar, "Depends, who are you? You don't seem like the type to be in places like this." If Mar was observant he could easily sense the hostility in her tone, wording, and the look she was giving him.

((Alrighty then...))

Well that escalated quickly. Proto grabbed Jake by his shoulders and pinned him against the boardwalk guards. His arms were just beginning to mutate to make him stronger. If he wasnt careful he could harm Jake on accident. "Tell me," Proto demanded. He knew for a fact people's eyes don't just light up like that. He also knew that normal people dont just shape shift like he did.

He had found another like him, he knew of it. He then sensed that Jake wanted to keep this power secret for a reason. He would know, he was still wanted by the government for experimentation. "I wont tell anybody, but you have got to tell me, I'm your friend." Proto pleaded.

Yeah, genius, holding him up against the guard is really going to convince him to tell you. Proto sighed, and let go of Jake, backing up against the opposite side of the boardwalk. "I'm like you." Proto said, but did not show what he could do yet.

He needed Jake to confirm he was a mutant first.

Jake
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"Hey what?! Let go of me!" Jake surprisingly quietly says. He understood why Proto was being persistent, but what he didn't understand was why Proto was being aggressive. At least here of all places. He looked around and people were staring right at them-- for a second he thought about teleporting behind Proto and legging it but all that'd accomplish would be proving that he's indeed a mutant. Worst of all there are people around, staring. So the best course of action would be to tell Proto. "Yes, yes, I'll tell you. But, you're making a scene..." Jake nudged his head towards a family that were staring a good thirty feet away.


Surprisingly a few moments after this Proto put him down and as Jake slightly expected said he was one like him. A mutant. Jake didn't know how to respond truly, he just looked at Proto, "Yes, I'm a mutant, but can we keep it down?" He nudged towards that family that was staring again, "I can do a lot of things, but what can you do?"

"I still dont fully know. I'm always discovering new things.." Proto began, but his voice began to get low when explaining the next part. "But one thing I do know is that I am made completely of biomass. I have no organs or bones... I can manipulate my biomass to create weapons or armor... I dont know my real name, so I go by my codename that was given to the virus..." Proto stopped for a minute, his hands clenching. "Prototype." He sighed. "All I know is that something happened inside of a lab, with a biological weapon that was accidently released, and that I was the only one to come back after death." He pulled his hood lower down. "If you want me to show you, I will do so later. This place is too crowded, and I dont want the government after me again."

Proto allowed his voice to become louder. "So how about them Ravens?" He said, trying to seem normal to the people around them. The less suspicion, the better.

This was quite the predicament Jake got himself into. He has no idea who Proto is and now he's learning that there's all sorts of things in his back story, Goverment Conspiracies, Viruses, and everything of that class. Though, it's nice knowing that there's another mutant out there making his list of mutants slightly bigger. He wanted to show Proto his power but it's pretty flashy. As in it's pretty easy to spot a time warping bubble. If they left for a few seconds nothing of note would be lost.


Jake's entire eyes flashed that unnatural cobalt blue and he pointed down the nearest alleyway, "Let's go somewhere a bit more private." The pair quickly scroll into the desolate alleyway and Jake leaned up against the wall and looked outwards, nobody was following them so far, but he couldn't be so sure. He raised his index finger into the air.


What rested on the tip of his finger was a small orb colored cobalt blue like how his eyes flashed. It was barely transparent, though pretty blurry and wavy. Everything inside of the small orb (which was a small gnat and a sand fly) was slowed down. Jake kept his eyes on the orb, and held his breathe for a few seconds. Then released a deep breathe. "I can control time inside of the orbs... I can teleport too but it's pretty straining..."

"Interesting..." Proto said, observing the small time bubble. "I've never seen anythig. Like it... I..." He began, stopping momentarily. "I guess it's my turn." He stated, an backed up a few steps. He crossed his arms across his chest and took a step forward, swinging his arms down in the process. In the span of a split second, his hands morphed into bladed claws. Three forfingers and thumb. Each about a foot and a half long and gleamed black like a metal blade. On the top of the blades on his forclaws were ridges meant for doig damage coming out of a slash or stab.

"These claws are one of many changes I can make.. Ranging from a sword, to a whip, to sheilds and armor..." He explained, allowing his hands to become normal once again. "It's pretty easy to hide... But i have to eat constantly in order to fuel my body..." He rubbed his stomach. He wouldnt tell Jake what he has done to fund about about his past... Not yet. "Do you know of any others? Like us?"

((Why do all my posts seem a lot smaller here?))


Jake flinched at the claws. This was something interesting, he stared at the claws with curiosity for what felt like minutes. Proto could have easily killed Jake with those here and there, if he tried Jake would be in the Valos Manor by the time he twitches a muscle, or he could just get frozen in time, or... so far there was no reason to even consider that. Jake answered his question with, "No. I don't think there's more mutants than me and you..."

Mar took notice of Lash's words without question. He tightened his face. He was much smarter than he looked, and indeed he looked like a drunk misfit from some insane asylum.

"What's your problem, punk?" he asked in a tone that was both taunting and amused. He spoke with an attitude that would mock the one used against him. He used the word punk to mock the way this person was talking. It was amusing to him inside.

Punk. Heh. Lash chuckled slightly as that aura shifted to light-green for a few moments, then completely vanished. That was a very humorous response in her eyes, she looked at him and his emotional aura that he gave off, Happiness, and it was clear that he was here for a good laugh now. She wasn't the time to be giving strangers entertainment. So, she reached for her phone with blinding speed and started looking at her texts from Cycon. At the moment she appeared like a bored teenager.


Though, if this man was anyone else then she would do one of three things; 1). Go away. 2). Ask him to leave. 3). Knock his lights out--- the latter would be a good choice if she was dealing with any other teenage frat boy idiot. Fighting isn't in her agenda at the moment so she figured that she'll talk to him... for now.


Lash crossed her legs and looked at him.



Now, if she could just touch him then...


No. She needs to keep her powers a secret. For now. Though, if she's subtle....



"Listen, bud. I don't have a problem," She began, putting her phone face-down on her leg, "I just wanna know who's asking that kind of question to a person like me." The irritation in her voice was still noticeable.

"Name's Mar" said the man. "Expecting someone else?" he taunted. He crossed his arms and chuckled in his throat. It was so amusing to see someone like Lash to Mar. He always found amusement in how blind people like her could be, teenage-like people who hide their lives in technology and the internet and only bring out a shade of disrespect and displeasure.

Mar could find a million ways to annoy her.

"Don't lie." he said with an amused and taunting grin. Mar was one of those people who liked to bully others. He thought this would be the perfect opportunity to bring back those grade-school misadventures.
He considered doing it just for fun. But he refrained, for now. He would talk until he got tired with it and would leave the girl in a puddle of insults and be gone. Either that, or he would burn her hard with some thunder. Literally.

Lash let out a small, "Ha." While formulating a clever, sarcastic, or bitter response in her head. To be true to herself there is a thousand different ways she could go about this but felt like kindness--- or taking advantage of the golden opportunity to learn a bit more about people, would be the best way to go about this. She spoke her name in a convincingly kind but somewhat forced manner, "Samantha, or at least my parents named me that. I go better by the name Lash..."


She smiled and her aura turned light-green, "Don't ask how I got that name." She placed her phone in the pockets of her grey sweat pants, and got off the bench, and put her hand out to Mar offered her hand, for a hand shake of course. It would be a clever way to tap into his emotional spectrum and learn all about him.

His pains,


His fears,


His desires



But, being the rather hostile person she is, she merely couldn't resist one last comment, "Yeah, I am expecting someone for your information."

Mar shook her hand. "Who, if I might ask?" Mar said narrowing his eyes in a not so hostile yet not so pleasant way. He gave a slight smile and decided to play along.

Unfortunately for Lash, Mar didn't have much pain. He didn't have many secrets, fears, or desires. He went about life normally and neutral to good and evil. However he did have members of the family with mutant powers and didn't know who to trust anymore.

He was always on alert for mutants gone bad. He never disregarded someone for a non-mutant unless he was 110% sure.

Lash


With every second Lash and Mar touched skin-to-skin she learned all the emotions he felt. Recently, he has felt great Sorrow pretty much giving away that he had indeed lost someone close to him, and judging from his attitude and speech he's bitter. Which makes sense why he's approaching her of all people. Probably p*ssed off seeing people like her sitting around with their normal lives and decided to screw specifically with her. There was few ways out of this, the first way she can think of off the top of her head was using her power to scare him off--- but that's the last resort. She figured that she'll just humor him for now and try to make him feel like a @ss, naturally.


She thought about giving a deadpan snarker response, then thought about just telling him about Jake, "Yeah. This Brazilian boy named Jake, he's one of the Valos boys." She crossed her arms and gave him a narrow glare, "Yeah, he's throwing this big party for 'all the cool kids'. I'm invited, but... no."



Johnny and Sylvia



Johnny was undeniably angered. It was a golden rule from their mother was to keep their powers under control and a secret at all given times. Their mother knew of both her off spring's powers, and understood that they are gifted, not cursed. This isn't the first time something along the lines of this occurred. Johnny remembered that incident at the foot ball game like it was yesterday, and it nearly outed Sylvia as a mutant if it wasn't for his quick thinking. This could have ended badly if Johnny hadn't noticed, much to Sylvia's disbelief her power is pretty noticeable even small scale.



He dragged her into a nearby dark alleyway and gently pushed her against the nearest wall, to avoid any unfortunate implications he kept his voice down, "Jesus, Syl. What the hell were you thinking?!"


"Why are you getting all angry? Fun and games, big bro."



"Fun and games my @ss! You could have blown your secret--- that is bad. You got to think about everyone else and their stakes in this for a change!"



"Oh? You care about other people now? THAT'S really surprising." She says sarcastically.



"Listen... yes I do care about some people, you, mom, my dad, Jake. But, you gotta remember- understand, that what you just did was stupid!" He loudly shouted this time.

"Two people with special powers. There HAS GOT TO BE more. If there is more than one, there are more than two." Proto said, turning around. "Keep an eye out for me, alright Jake? Tell me if you've seen anything suspicious when we get to the party..." He began, holding the gold letter over his shoulder for show. "I'll see you there..." He finished, and took a few steps deeper into the ally. He soon stopped midstep, and turned his head over his shoulder. "And Jake... You need anything... You come find me." He said, and then broke into a sprint, and running up the wall and onto the roof of the building before disappearing.