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 Posted: Sun Apr 04, 2010 9:14 am
(To post here the writer MUST have permission from a mod or a Firebrand)
The Firebrand home base, Location zero is located... in the city... somewhere. Only Firebrand and allies know where and how to get there.
Firebrands leader, Heat-wave, was once the rich aristocrat 'Daniel Skell'. Once his family died and he took over the company he built this base of operations. it was originally a small one room place designed for himself but as time went by, and he formed Firebrand, he dug deeper and built more. Now it has enough rooms for the team, and more, it has a holding cell, state of the art tracking and analysis equipment, and all the gadgets any self respecting super hero could need.
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Posted: Thu Sep 30, 2010 9:25 am
The doors slid open and Orion stepped out of the elevator into the underground complex. He followed the emergency lighting up the thin pathway through the centre of the room and stopped just before the main computer screens.
"Nice of you to join us Orion." Heat-wave, no, Daniel Skell said, not turning to look at him. "Pulse has been here for a while now." Daniel wore a business suit and a caste on his leg. a week or two earlier he had broken it in a battle against Sam Law, an actual vigilante very reminiscent of the old punisher comics. A danger, not a protector.
"She didn't have to move inconspicuously through a campus full of fans, and you live here, so give me a break for not getting her instantly." Orion argued, looking around for his little sister. "What do we have anyway?"
"Not entirely sure." Heat-Wave admitted. "Insane weather manipulation, no reason for it though, I mean, no banks in the area, nothing worth destroying..."
"Motive doesn't really matter here, we need to get down there and stop it." The warrior pointed out.
"Yeah, I know," "I've got your bike ready to go in the west hangar, Pulse is waiting for you there."
"Got it." Orion said, turning and heading for the hangar. He felt a little bad, just rushing past Daniel. He wanted to be out there, wanted to be helping, but he couldn't. Not with that leg. He'd be back in no time and better than ever, Orion expected, but for now he had to just grit his teeth and live with it.
Orion got to the hangar and found his light blue kawasaki Ninja, decked out with his insignia and one or two 'extras' Daniel's technopath friend had knocked up for him. Pulse, the 8 year old, 12 year old living weapon stood next to it, waiting for him.
"Bout time, F***-wit." she said, completely casually, moving away from the bike and bouncing into the air, appearing to hover with the power of some sort of purple glow.
"Language, Pulse." Orion said, mounting the bike and starting the engine.
"Sorry, The shows just use it so casually I am finding it hard to understand it's uses." the girl said, looking honestly apologetic.
"I understand, Pulse. Try just not using the words." he said, pulling on the Orion style helmet and opening the first hangar exit gate.
"Understood. Shall we?" Pulse asked.
Orion nodded and accelerated, Pulse shot forward at the same speeds, flying alongside Orions bike.
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Posted: Sun Feb 20, 2011 6:14 pm
Orion laid the man down on the bed in the guest room and ran a glass of water, placing it on the bed side table.
He checked the man over one last time, he would be fine. Mason himself had endured worse, he wasn't even bleeding. Orion sighed and headed for the door, about time to go check on Patient X. The new rain cloud.
Mason closed the guest room behind himself, following the path to where Raene was being kept.
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Posted: Sun Feb 20, 2011 6:29 pm
Raene woke slowly, feeling groggy and disoriented. She looked around and took in her surroundings, white hospital walls surrounded her and she was laid atop a flat, stiff cot that hung from the wall. One wall was glass, and if she was right, and she normally was, it was unbreakable. A small window was near the ceiling and beyond that, the place was completely sealed.
All this she took in over the first ten seconds of opening her eyes...and then she remembered. Gasping, her eyes went into a kaleidoscope of color as she threw her legs over the cot and leapt to her feet. Dark clouds began to swirl over her head as her emotions took control over her powers and combined. Lightning painted the clouds white at the surface and she slammed two fists against the glass.
"Let me out of here!" She screamed. "Where's Darkstorm?!" She was quickly becoming frantic, the anger from the fight before giving way to fear and panic as she tried to break free. These types of rooms were never good and usually meant experiments and nasty things were soon to follow...but that was always bearable with the thought of Darkstorm on the other side of it...
...but this time... This time she didn't know where she was, and she was with the enemy and there was a great possibility that Darkstorm was dead.
She began to cry and the clouds thickened and rain poured down, drenching her and the room, quickly filling the floor with nearly two inches of water.
"Let me out of here! Where is he?!"
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Posted: Mon Feb 21, 2011 4:18 am
Orion had been listening for a few minutes, he felt a little bad on the other side of the glass, with the filter up so that she couldn't see him, but then she had gone on a rampage and destroyed half a city block.
The hero sighed and pressed a button, holes appeared on the floor and water drained out into the sewer system.
A moment passed and Orion pressed another button, the window un-fogged and he was revealed to the girl. He no longer wore his cape, nor the majority of his gear. He was wearing a pair of jeans and a black t-shirt, with his symbol on of course.
His eyes were covered by his hero mask to keep from her recognising him, but otherwise, civvies all the way. "Please calm down." he said, pushing a little piece of hair behind his ear. "I can flush the atmosphere out of the room and make your powers un-usable, but I don't want to have to." He paused and flicked a switch, using a holographic projector inside the cell he brought up an image of Darkstorm asleep in his room. "He's fine, unconscious and I bet he'll have a nasty headache in the morning, but otherwise he's sleeping it off."
Orion sat back and looked at Raene. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry I had to knock you out, but you were going to hurt someone. you have to understand that."
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Posted: Mon Feb 21, 2011 5:39 am
Mechanical sounds slipped through the racket Raene was making and reached her ears long enough to distract her from her frenzied attempts at escape. The clouds above her head rumbled softly as holes appeared in the floor to drain the water that had accumulated there. Raene sniffled, wiping at her tears as the glass cleared to reveal a hero in civvies on the other side.
Lightning flashed as she suddenly became aware of who he was. All he ever said was calm down. How could she calm down?! "Where is he?!" She demanded. "You can't keep me in here!" Slamming her fists against the glass again, she began to pace. "He didn't do anything, you shouldn't have killed hi-" She froze mid sentence as a holograph revealed Darkstorm in a room somewhere asleep. He seemed fine, other than a frown that she connected with Orion's idea that he'd have a headache.
"He's alive?" She asked quietly as the clouds above her head slowly dispersed to leave only a room. According to the weather, she was finally relaxing...a little. When Orion apologized, Raene fell back to sit on the cot, curling her legs up under her and holding one foot, her shoulders stiff and expression guarded.
"I understand." she said simply, though her face looked confused. She understood a lot of things, but her mind was always in chaos. She was never able to focus, never able to control anything...He was afraid she'd hurt someone, she was afraid of herself.
"...So when do the experiments begin?" Her eyes turned away from his, focussing on his forehead or chin, or somewhere on the wall near his head-anywhere but his eyes. She hated places like this and she hated what happened in them.
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Posted: Mon Feb 21, 2011 6:24 am
"They don't." Orion told her. "We're not here to dissect you or find out why you have powers. We're not here to imprison you forever. From what I've been able to gather from our mutual associate Firefly and from what happened in the industrial quarter you're not evil, You just have a certain instability brought on by other peoples experiments."
Orion pressed a switch on the board and a moment later Pulse entered the room. He turned off his mic to the room and turned to Pulse. "I'm going to go in there, she seems calm enough. If she tries anything vent the atmosphere, even with me in it." He stood up and walked out of the room.
A few moments passed and a black line drew itself into the shape of a door next to the glass wall. It opened and Orion stepped in, door closing right behind him.
"My name is Orion, my pre-teen colleague-" he pointed at the glass "-Is Pulse. We're members of a hero group known as Firebrand. We'd like to help you. As soon as Storm wakes up we'll make sure he comes to see you, and as soon as we're sure you aren't going to be a danger to yourself and others you'll be released. I understand your dislike of this room, but at least for a short time it is going to be your home. Is there anything myself or one of my team can get for you to make this less traumatic?"
It was strange, feeling like he'd kidnapped the girl, but what else could he do? she was unstable. if he let her out again who knows when she'd blow up? what if someone took the last bagel she had been craving, took a bite, decided they weren't hungry and binned it in front of her?
If that happened and she went mental who's to say it'd be someone kind enough to tranq that came after her? it could be Reaper, the not quite firebrand hero with a penchant for guns. or it could be a cop, or one of those anti-hero freaks!
This had to be the right choice...
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Posted: Mon Feb 21, 2011 10:27 am
The girl eyed him skeptically through narrowed lashes, her blue hair falling about her face, causing her to look more severe than she felt. No experiments? What was he playing at? Was this some sort of test in and of itself? Get her guard down, then shoot her with something? He certainly seemed to understand her, not that she would admit that to him.
The fact that he was being...kind...to her, made the girl all the more nervous. What did that even mean? A few moments passed and she saw a door appear in the glass and pressed her back against the wall of her cot. She didn't move away from Orion as he entered her cell and locked himself inside, she wouldn't show him she was afraid, she wasn't afraid. She was one of the more powerful supers in this city. She could take this building down if she wanted to...maybe...she hoped. She had no reason to fear him, she just hated being trapped in a corner. Thunder rumbled from what one could only describe as her aura as static electricity made popping noises in the air.
It wasn't a threat, or even a warning, her powers were just so in tune with her emotions that they mirrored whatever she was feeling, and right now, as much as she hated to admit it, she was nervous. The thunder and electiricy seemed to go unnoticed by the girl, as if she were completely unaware of the presence of her powers when not calling upon them intentionally.
She moved to sit forward a little, studying him while trying to be careful not to seem threatening to the hero. "I just want to see Darkstorm..." She said honestly, her shoulders sinking a little. Their boss was going to kill her for getting caught... Raene dropped her head in her hands at the thought.
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Posted: Tue Feb 22, 2011 4:36 pm
"As soon as he wakes up, I swear you are his first port of call." He smiled. "I'll even wave the usual half hour interrogation and de-briefing." Orion turned his head to the glass. "Pulse. Get us some drinks, water for me preferably." He turned to Raene "What would you like to drink?"
He eyed the static crackling over her and decided not to alter his expression, for fear of agitating her, but he was a little concerned by the lack of control she showed over both her emotions (not so unusual considering her age) and her powers. That was obvious from the spectacular display of indifference she showed towards the people of the industrial district all for the sake of a misunderstanding with her boyfriend.
"While Pulse is getting that I'd like to know a little about you if that's ok." Orion asked, turning back to her and smiling gently. He moved his hand calmly to his shirt sleeve adn un-buttoned it, pulling the sleeve up to reveal what appeared to be two bands of leather and a bar of rubber between them across the back of his fore arm.
He pressed his finger against one band and ran his finger up to the other. a moment passed and a light blue holo-screen appeared with commands and buttons across it.
"If you're interested I'll answer one question for every question I ask you. We'll I'm not going to reveal identities or anything, but fair is fair, no?"
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Posted: Tue Feb 22, 2011 4:57 pm
After a few seconds more of glaring at the hero, the weather witch sat back against the wall holding her cot up and hugged her legs to her chest casually. He seemed honest enough. "...I'll have water too, please." She said quietly, seemingly comforted by the idea of Darkstorm seeing her soon.
Raene watched as Orion took a seat and cocked her head to one side as she listened to him speak. The static softly stopped as she grew more and more calm. His request to know more about her, however, made the girl stiffen and she frowned, thunder sounding far off in the distance as the room grew colder.
"Questions aren't a good idea. The Doctor won't like it if I answer questions." She scratched at one side of her head with slender fingers before hugging her knees again. "Bad idea." she said again. "You don't want to know anyway."
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Posted: Thu Feb 24, 2011 6:26 am
Orion frowned. "Dr Darkness?" he asked. "Why do you care what he thinks?" a table ascended from the floor between the two. A moment passed and two tubes descended from the cieling, both dropped a plastic glass and then poured water.
"You don't want to hurt people, you don't want to be a bad person... and yet your concerned with the opinion of one of the most vile megalomaniacs in New Virterra? I'm sorry Raene, but that doesn't make sense to me."
Orion picked up his water and sipped it. "I've seen Dark Storm save lives, he clearly dosn't hold with Darkness' love of violence and evil doing, so why do you?"
The hero pressed a button on the holographic display. An old news video came up of Darkstorm using his seismic powers to stop a piano from falling onto a man, woman and their baby. He then ran his finger along the news bar until he found information on the villain known as Dr Darkness. "Do you know about this?" he asked. "Do you even know that he's responsible for the creation of a super soldier program that almost wiped out San-Francisco a year ago? if it wasn't for my friend Firefly he would have succeeded. And speaking of Firefly, did you know that he tortured and experimented on her after accidentally giving her her powers? His gun blew up in her face and she became a technopath, so he kidnapped her and experimented on her, trying to figure out how to do it again."
Orion shut down the information reel and looked up at Raene. "I want to help you, truly, but I don't want it to be so that in a month from now I can put a healthy person in prison instead of an unhealthy one."
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Posted: Fri Feb 25, 2011 3:45 pm
Raene shook her head, frowning deeply as she looked away from the hero. Her fingers raked up through the hair at her right temple, scratching lightly with a nervous edge to her movements, her shoulders stiff. Her eyes seemed to be far away and her lips moved quickly as she muttered something under her breath.
"Don't care." She said louder. "Not free. I don't want to hurt anybody...Don't have a choice." She dropped her hands to her lap and wrung them together, pressing her mouth to one side as she grew more and more nervous thinking about Dr. Darkness. Two bracelets clinked together on each wrist, lights flashing between them faintly. The holo of Darkstorm that appeared beside her caught her eye and the girl visibly relaxed, a smile spreading over her features as the slightly crazy edge went back into hiding while the video played.
"Darkstorm is a good man." She said almost sadly, her smile remaining while her eyes clouded. The video changed as Orion switched the information to Dr. Darkness and asked more questions. She didn't like questions.
Sitting back against the wall, Raene brought her knees up to her chest and rested her elbows on them, shading her eyes with her hands. She was quiet for a long time while he spoke. She knew about all of those things, more than he did, probably, but that didn't mean she wanted to admit it.
After a long time, the girl sighed and a small whimper escaped her lips as she straightened her legs out to drape over the edge of the cot. Slowly, her movements almost ashamed as she refused to meet his eyes, Raene lifted her hands and gathered her long blue hair up into a pony-tale that had all the strands away from her face and neck, and then lifted her sleeves of her top to expose her forearms.
On either side of her temples were puncture wounds from needles, and a matching set of three on each of her forearms from her wrist up to her elbows. After she had given him enough time to see all of those, the girl turned around and pulled her hair to one side to reveal a quarter-sized circle of skin that had tiny puncture wounds and looked slightly burned before turning back around to sit against the wall and cross her arms over her chest.
"When the Doctor likes you, what you do is not your choice anymore." She said plainly, her eyes still looking anywhere but Orion's.
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Posted: Sun Feb 27, 2011 5:40 am
Considering the girls immediately obvious fear of experimentation and the girls many, many... many puncture wounds, Orion resisted the urge to need to resist the urge to ask for a blood sample. Sure getting Firefly to analyze... whatever they had done might have lead to something that could help her a lot, but... perhaps when they were a little more comfortable with each other.
Orion sat back and frowned. "He can control you?" The hero asked. "and Darkstorm hasn't tried to kill him? Or is it that he has tried and failed?"
Mason sipped his water and looked up at the hologram. He was a little surprised that Storm hadn't awoken yet. It had been a few hours and Raene was up.
"Are you sure theres nothing I can get you?"
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Posted: Sun Feb 27, 2011 8:22 am
Raene's face fell sadly, thin grey clouds beginning to make a canopy over her head. She tried to stay still, but fidgeted with her fingers in her lap as he took in everything she said. The water went untouched on the table and even though she was thirsty, and the hero had done nothing to her yet, she wasn't sure she was completely safe and didn't want to make things worse by being drugged. She was insane, but she wasn't stupid. Her blue lips parted and she shrugged, thunder softly mumbling from the clouds that thickened with her mood. It wasn't that Darkstorm hadn't wanted to do something, but he was worried that if he took Dr. Darkness down there would be no fixing her. "Darksto-" Her words were cut off as her eyes caught the water in the cups on the table. It was rippling and as Raene's eyes took in the room, a small smile started to play about her lips. The room began to vibrate, and then shake, and then an earthquake nearly threw her off the cot before things went still again. "Darkstorm's awake!" She said smiling at Orion. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Where the hell is she?!" He roared, storming down the halls. His head was splitting and his neck was stiff when he woke up, but making matters worse, he was in a nice comfortable bed and God only knew where Raene was. Cursing his nonchalance in the earlier fight, especially after Orion had shown up, the super stomped through the building looking for someone, anyone, that could either answer his questions or get their heads pounded in for taking him from her. He was worried. She didn't do well when they were apart, and though he had an idea of where they were, he had no guarantee that they wouldn't start making a pincushion out of her... "Orion!" The halls shook with his voice. Normally, 98% of the time, Darkstorm was so laid back he was horizontal. It took people killing babies to get him worked up...or people keeping Raene from him, or people hurting Raene...or Raene being afraid... He shook his head as images of just what she could be going through pummeled his psyche. "I'm comin', sweetheart, just hold tight." He said under his breath, another rumble traveling through the building.
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Posted: Tue Mar 01, 2011 11:59 am
Orion frowned and stood up, turning to the holo screen that had been showing dark storm's room. It was empty and the bedding was strewn across the floor. He should have had someone watching, should have kept a better eye on the guy. Dammit.
"Pulse, go find him, but do not engage, under no circumstances are you to engage. Understand?" he said, turning to the glass window.
"Understood Orion." she acknowledged, turning on her heel and purple bolting out of the room.
Orion tapped a key on his holographic wrist mounted control system and the camera changed to a view of a corridor. he clicked again and they were looking at a meeting room of some kind. another click showed Heatwave stood in the control center watching the events unfold on his own monitors.
Orion clicked it again and found himself looking from the corner of a corridor down two different ones at two different people. a young, beautiful blond girl with a black streak through her hair a tank top, jeans, converses and a pair of leather gloves and down the next was Dark storm.
"Crap." he muttered as the camera shook harder and harder. he saw the girl drop to one knee with her arm out to steady herself.
Orion raised a hand to his ear. "Firefly, read. Firefly, come in." he said but she didnt respond. on the screen he watched the girl pull her com link from her ear and throw it aside with pained anger.
The girl tapped her gloves several times, in different places, looking down at her wrist. A moment passed and armour sprouted out all over her, forming her 'last minute' battle armour. Less powerful than what she would choose to go out in but strong enough that she could fend off the likes of most.
"Ok, Raene, you stay here, I need to go make sure this doesn't go bad. Neither of them know the other isn't there to kill them. I need to intervene." He reached up his sleeve and pulled a utility belt from... somewhere. He clipped it over his shoulder and across his chest and left the room, locking the girl behind him.
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"What the crap?" Firefly muttered, throwing the ear piece aside. that siesmic distortion had caused it to short out somehow. Besides the ear piece she knew she was perfectly safe of course, she had designed and built this underground compound with Heat-wave. no earth quake could shift it, not even one as powerful as- she froze. There was a foot step up ahead. an unfamiliar foot step. Was the firebrand HQ under attack?
Firefly raised one hand and began tapping the finger tips and palm sections with the other. a light code appeared at her wrist and then thin but hard metal plates sprouted from the strategically located distributors across her body.
"Whoever is out there show yourself now!" she yelled, standing and raising her hands, palms out ready to fire a pulse inspired concussion beam.
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