Black Angel is an organization started by a power hungry human. The human started by testing on some humans, trying to give them powers, when they finaly did succed, he turned it into a large organization Shortly after it became a large organization, a powerful demon turned his own people against him, before taking control of the organization experimenting on kidnapped humans, trying to improve on the original owners methods, to make the humans into the most powerful army in the world. He often either kills or abandons the experiments that either fail or refuse to join him, He has his agents leave them with no memories, and no knowledge of how to survive. Though, on rare occasions one of the abandon experiments are found by other humans who take them in, and help them survive. When the leader finds out about them, he sends out skilled agents to do away with them, no one has survived after being a failed experiment. Not yet anyway. The demon leader plans to strengthen and enlarge the army, until no one can stand against him, at that time, he will expand his control to take over the world, one country at a time. though they are failures, If too many are allowed to survive, they could team up, and possibly stop him, simply because of the fact If you have tons of them running all around you all the time, you wont know a traitor from a loyal experiment
[i will wait for the other people to post before i make an entrance]
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Merc with a Mouth, the Crimson Nutcase
Champ goes up to her brother's 'office', sweat, dirty, and panting. She has on her usual outfit, her hair in a braid, with her sword on her back. She knocks on his door, rather violently, clearly irritated. She is to have lunch with her brother today
Elliott Frost held up a bruised and disfigured man by the neck, who was covered in scars and burns. Yet another failed experiment.
As his solid grip tightened around the mutant's neck, he spoke in a raspy and lifeless voice. "You'll be glad to leave your miserable life. Now, rest." He pressed his pale thumb forward and pulled the experiment's neck backward. It crushed his neck, causing the abomination to stop struggling, and he became nothing more than a dead weight. Elliott threw him to the side, and the body smashed against the cold, brittle sidewalk below.
Regina's heart beat faster than normal. She sighed softly as she looked around. Her crystal blue eyes scanning the people, looking for anyone out of place. She turned around and walked into a coffee shop.
Its chill brushing through the little children in the park, causing parents to quickly zip up their young one's jackets. It was an October afternoon, and the park was a bustling environment. Kids were jumping through piles of fallen orange leaves, men and women jogged and bicycled, their portable c.d players drowning out the hustle and bustle of the world around them. A man stood off to the side, catering a small vending cart, while a young woman asked him for a diet soda. Today, the world seemed like a calm and loving place.
But the stranger who stood deeper into the park, the lonesome individual who watched the pleasant scene from afar...he felt otherwise.
His name was Adrian, and as he gazed at the sight of loving parents and friends tackling each other into the brush, he felt a small waiver of contempt. He felt the cold wind splash against him, but it didn't register. He had felt colder and faster winds before...
He let out a sigh and turned around, feeling more worried and helpless then before. It was then that his phone began to vibrate. He stopped moving and glanced down at his jacket pocket. It shook a second time. A third. Then, hesitantly, Adrian pulled the slender black phone out of his pocket, and read the caller I.D. His brow furrowed.
"Why are you calling my phone?"
"....listen...Adrian...we need you. It's not safe wit-"
"We've been over this. You all need to move on. Forget about the black angel organization. This isn't some war."
"Can You hear yourself Adrian? If they find you-"
"Talk to Julia or Thanos. I'm not the person who is capable of doing anything."
and with that, Adrian snapped the phone shut. He looked at the phone with longing before slipping it back into his pocket. There was a brustle of leaves and Adrian looked to his right quickly, but it was a false alarm. Only a little boy who had wandered too far from his parents. In his hands, the boy held a small blue doll. A superman doll. Adrian turned from him, and was off.
The boys jaw dropped.
When the boy's nervous mother finally caught up to him in the woods, he had the same look as someone who sees the presents under the tree on christmas morning. Pointing up at the sky, the boy said only one thing to his mother.
Elliott pulled up his gray hood, concealing his grievously-scarred skin and his right eye, which was completely destroyed. He pulled a small scope from a compartment on his belt and looked through it. Peering into the dull October sky, he scanned up and down, checking his radar for the signals he had just gotten after slaying the last experiment. There were more of them around here, and he would find them.
He started running with a great deal of speed, blowing some of the auburn leaves around him away. When Elliott reached an intersection, he lifted his scope to his eye and waited.
julia ran down the alley panting heavily, she had to think quick to get away. She quickly made a trashcan top come to her as she stepped onto it and rose herself higher and into the dark. A couple seconds later men in black suits ran by, they slowed down as they realized she was already gone. One pulled out a cellphone and called someone.
"Im sorry to say this sir but she got away...I don't know where she would go...I don't think they know about her yet ...yes sir, I will have my men find her before they do." themen hung up the phone with a serious face and turned to the other man in suit "We need to find her before the others do, he apparantly liked this one" The man said with a strained expression as the other guy nodded and they both took off.
Julia slowly came back down to the ground after they left as she held her chest as she was still panting from all the running she had previously done. She started her walk to somewhere safe but she didnt know where to go, she had no home anymore and even if she did she would not risk them. She pulled the black hood over her head as she started her walk down the street trying her best to blend in.
From 1000 feet off the ground, Adrian stretched his arms outward, feeling the wind blow through his hair. He looked down at his feet. They dangled their limply. Closing his eyes, Adrian remembered the first time he was able to fly freely...without being confined to the B.A.O's test facility. The memory made him shake.
He spun himself around in a circle slowly, looking down at the city. From up here, Adrian still couldn't find the peace he so craved. Not with the Black Angel organization hunting him down. Hunting down his fellow experiments...his "friends." He put his hands on the back of his head, and leaned, seemingly lying down in mid-air. Some people think cloud watching is fun, but it was nothing compared to the close up Adrian got every day.
Still, even in the quiet cloudy sky, Adrian's mind wandered back to the phone call. He wished he could help. He wished there was something he could do to help the others. But it was pointless. Someone like him would only get killed going up against the organization. Thanos and Julia...even Tira....they could certainly fend for themselves...but not him. Not against guys like Elliot....or....Her.
The leader.
Adrian shook the thought from his head. He didn't want any part of it. He wished he could fly away from it all. But he knew he wouldn't be able to. There was no escaping the organization. Only hiding from it temporarily...until they kick down the door...and then go to work on you. The only thing he could do was to just-
Suddenly Adrian broke into a sweat. Someone was watching. No...not watching...someone was looking for him. But that was impossible. there were no members of the organization with a super sight...or the ability to fly at such high altitudes. The only person who could do that would be...
"Oh No."
Adrian turned his body in mid-air, and blasted himself forward. It had to be Elliot. Elliot and his scope. Elliot and his torn flesh and dead eye. Adrian knew if they came to blows, it would be all over. The only thing to do was to fly as fast as he could, away from his position. Hopefully Elliot was looking for someone else...
Elliott heard a sharp sound a block away. It was like a gust of wind or a plane. But it wasn't.
Turning around, he leaped forward, clearing almost five meters. He advanced quickly with great strides, though small steps would have been faster. It didn't matter, because he would not let his pray escape.
Turning around his block, he looked around. There he was. A short man in a torn up jacket sped through the sky.
"I have you now."
Elliott jumped at the nearest car, gripping the handle of the door. With a huge surge of power, he ripped the door clean off the car, and the car sped away uncontrollably. The Black Angel general spun around and threw the door at the flying person with great force. It spun like a frisbee and shot straight at the man, its sharp metal edges cutting through the wind.
Thanos was at a large table on papers laying around randomly as he was reading a something when he heard knocking and sighed alittle "enter" he ordered simply
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Merc with a Mouth, the Crimson Nutcase
Gender: Unspecified Location: Some dark forgotten corner
(I was going to wait for Jill, but I suppose I'll post anyways. I am assuming that my idea for a Cerebro-like machine was approved as well. I'll make it so that the machine only allows Shiki to find people when their powers are used, though the distance restriction is lifted.)
"Experiment #2559 located..."
His voice rebounds off the curved walls of the chamber - the curved walls hidden behinds layers of projections and his own illusions.
This is his niche in the world, or at least within the Black Angel Headquarters.
The Mutant Omni-Tracker, Prototype H34 - fondly referred to as MOTHER by the organization - a device created specifically for Experiment #13666.
"Alias Adrian. Power... Self-propelled flight..."
#13666, the number he's gone by for most of his life.
Only the favored experiments, those considered valued by the
organization - by Mistress Song - are assigned pseudonyms.
"Location...."
And only he, #13666, codename Shiki, can control MOTHER.
Only he can use her to find the others, the ones who abandoned the family,
so that they may be brought home.
Reaching out with one hand, he warps the image before him.
The world is enlarging, clouds whip past him - through him,
until he finds what he is searching for.
"New York City, two thousand feet above sea level."
He can sense the others even now, those who are hiding within the grand city.
Many are not worth tracking - photographic reflexes, reactive adaption, night vision.
He's been ordered to locate the more important ones - those who pose a threat to world and to Black Angel, those who might help their cause.
"Elliot is hunting him."
"Very good, Shiki. That will be enough for today, you may return to your room now. Program terminated."
She is breathing calmly, as she stands there, looking at her brother, most of the sweat gone, the dirt is still there, all over her outfit and face "I almost got my ass kicked, thats why"
The wind was still pushing against his body fast, cutting him like a cold knife. He was pushing his limits, and the end result of pushing his limits was never a good thing. There was a flash of pain, and Adrian dropped a near fifty feet as he reached for his forehead, the source of the pain.
The most he could do was spit out a "Tch" of pain, and flew forward more, one eye closed against the splitting headache that was his mind. It was at this point that Adrian risked a glance back down at the ground. His sight wasn't the best from so far away, but he could always tell when there was an experiment nearby, no matter how faintly it was. And this source of power was much larger than anyone else's. It was clearly one of the generals of the loyalist experiments.
"It has to be him...I can already smell that disgusting- SHIT!" Adrian shifted his body in mid-air, an airborne corkscrew as a large black object nearly gut his body in half. His vision erupted in a sea of white, and Adrian looked up at whatever it was that hit him - a big black shield. No, it was a car door!
Adrian angrily looked back downward at his assailant. Luckily for him, Elliot couldn't fly. At least not to Adrian's knowledge. But still, he couldn't stay airborne forever, otherwise...well more of them would come.
With his remaining strength, Adrian flew back upward to the still flying disc that was the car door, and grabbed it with his one good hand. He spun himself quickly in a circle, and hurled it back into the direction of his attacker. The second he let go, Adrian's body cringed, and he noticed that the car door had done more than just frighten him.
The left side of his torso was split from his naval to his armpit. The sight made Adrian's stomach churn, and he again felt himself losing altitude. If he were to pass out, Elliot would surely find him and bring him back to the BAO. There was only one option.
Adrian hesitated only for a second, the searing pain in his side drove him onward, and he reached back into his jacket pocket for his phone.
"if we ever need each other in a moment of absolute danger...hit it"
"..d....damn Thanos...."
He pressed the buttons on his phone, hoping to reach someone who would be able to find him before Elliot could. He saw his fingerprints leave blood on the buttons he pressed, but began to lose consciousness as he pressed them, and hastily put it back into his pocket. He didn't know who he called. It didn't matter.
Unfortunately for him...he didn't ring someone he had a very nice relationship with. He turned and saw a tall apartment complex below him, and landed harshly, his body falling on its good side almost immediately.
Gender: Unspecified Location: Some dark forgotten corner
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The corridor is empty as Shiki exits, empty of both people and sound. It is merely him and halls of white - a labyrinth of sheer, clean walls as smooth as metal sheets and as cold too.
He knows that it's autumn outside but in here, deep within the Black Angel complex, the temperature is as it always is - moderately cool. Regulation - everything has its place, a place or position it should not try to escape. Or was it that they were not able to escape.
Either way, B.A. is all he knows. It is home and family, life, purpose. To run from such was impossible for his mind to comprehend, and yet part of him....
No...
Turning suddenly, almost upon instinct, Shiki found himself almost face to face with yet another of the loyal experiments.[size]
experiment number 21900 smiled predatorally at Shiki, "what are you doing in my corridor?" 21900 didn't like to be bothered, and he liked even less to be bothered by another experiment. His black clothes were a stark contrast to the white walls, but his icy expression fit right in. The only reason he stayed loyal was because of Shiki. He knew that the little brat could find him, and what B.A. would do once he had. 21900 hated the white walls, the sterility of the place, it reminded him too much of the time he got out, and sent 5 people to the E.R. with plague.
Unseen by both 21900 and Shiki, another Loyalist experiment stood only a few feet from them. He tongued a lollipop from one side of his mouth to another and shuffled his feet. He was leaning against a wall, and he pushed his glasses up over the bridge of his nose further, a constant habit when he felt superior to whoever was nearby.
"You two really are interesting." He said, stepping away from his wall, and literally appearing out of nowhere. It was him.
The Invisible Man.
"219, you are such a strange being. One I can't help but loathe the very core of..." he started, walking towards the two experiments. The whole time, he locked eyes with Shiki, smiling a sadistic half-smile. "You always hate when people show up here, but you never notice that I walk where I please." He stated, willowing passed the two of them.
Not bothering to listen to what 21900 had to say, he continued walking. And then he vanished.
Name: Isaac.
Age: 30
Alliance: Loyal Experiment.
Ability: Invisibility.
Weakness: Unconsciousness.
Personality Traits: Sadistic, violent and manipulating.
History: Not much known, but it probably wasn't very cheery.
Julia continued down the sidewalk, people bumped into her as if she was a nobody, but in truth she basically was to them. She felt tears well up when a large guy push her out of the way, she was still wounded and tired from her previous escape. She hit the wall of a building and she gasped for air since she had a very large wound on her back and she figured it had hit part of her lungs.
Julia closed her eyes trying not to kill the people around her, she was flustrated, wounded, and people randomly being violent to her was not helping the situation. She tried to calm herself, she didnt want the organiztaion to notice her untill she could at least recover.
"Watch it you little *****" the huge guy who pushed her yelled at Julia with a bad slurr and she could easily smell the alcohol coming from this man. Julia held her eyes closed as she tried to ignore both the pain and the man standing infront of her. She slowly opened her eyes when she thought he had the sense to leave but he was still there and staring at her in a weird way. Her eyes widen with realization and she quickly ran away in the nearest escape she could find, which was an alley she had abandoned her follower from before.
The man chased after Julia as she ran but in her condition even the drunken man easily caught her and threw her against yet another wall but this time he grabbed her by the neck and held her in place as he slowly looked up in down her body since her coat had flung open showing her torn clothing.
Julia kept shaking her head "You dont want to do this" she told the man with a completely frightened face as she could slowly feel herself losing control but he laughed at her and started to grab for her clothing. Tears fell from Julia's eyes as she cried out but then her eyes grew black and the man was flung into the air as the things around her raised as well and started to circle around him. The man looked completely frighten but didnt get the chance to speak anything before he started to feel his bones being crushed by an invisible force and he gave a loud painful scream.
General Frost looked up at the backfired projectile that was descending toward him. He stepped out of the way quickly, and the car door came crashing down on the street. Glancing up again, he noticed that the target had eluded him. This man was the first experiment to escape him for quite a while.
Elliott wouldn't be able to pursue him on foot, since not even he was fast enough. But he knew where he would go. He started to run off at top speed, trying to keep his eye on the distant figure of the experiment. It disappeared into the horizon of buildings, so he stopped. He heard a shriek off in the distance, however. There were still mutant signals around. Elliott continued his run, this time into an ally. He flipped over a fence and gazed off into another ally across the street. There stood a girl and a man who was being crushed by some force. An unnatural force
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