Metropolis

Staring at the man, Peyton felt a fire fill her blood, cryptic words and cheap talk was nothing to her and it answered nothing. Eyes catching hold of the movement of an odd shade of blue, and rather than respond right away as she had wanted, she ended up staring at the new one for a while.


Slowly, she turned her head back towards the angel one, eyes staying on the blue one for a moment longer, "Chosen for what, exactly." The stereotypical, I have no friends comment, was left in her mind.
 
Angel smiled as the question left her mouth.


"That is truly the best question. You have been chosen to become the heir." Angel replied as he looked back towards the ground once again.


The being floated over once more before circling her in a clockwise fashion and staring at her with a blank stare. Before long, he stopped in front of her and with a small inhale, he spoke up.


"Your injuries are not that severe. I can have you healed in no time. Under one condition though." The man said as he slowly sank towards the floor.


~~~~


Alex slowly walked into the room and proceeded over to one of the tables. Slowly reaching his hand up, he grabbed a hold of the sheet and moved it from the head of the body. As he pulled the sheet, he seen the face of the being and he quickly stepped back.


"Oh my god. What the hell was going on here?" Alex said to himself.


Walking over to the other tables, he removed the other sheets to reveal the victims of the cruel experiments. The three corpses belonged to that of Ares, Celsius, and Elixir. Why where these 'supers' chosen? Their powers were vastly different. What in the world was happening in this place?


"What had happened here? These were some strong super's. Who could have taken them down?" Alex said aloud to himself as a small glimmer of light shined in the corner.


Turning his head, he looked upon the light and smiled. It was the box that he had been searching for. It was his ticket out of his prison.

1: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ares_(DC_Comics)


2: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Celsius_(comics)


3: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Elixir_(comics)
 
Looking at the angel, Peyton was almost literally floored. Heir? She drew in a sharp breath, biting her tongue as the other floated around her, eyes locking on him once more. By now, her head was a spinning mess, trying to make sense of everything she was told. Conditions to healing and heirs to what?


"I'm listening."
 
Angel shot a look over at the man and with a stern tone in his voice, spoke out.


"You really think that you have any say in this. This is coming from a higher up. A boss that not even you can stand against. Just heal her." Angel said as he stood up as his wings retracted to his back.


The small man shot a disgusted look upon Angel and then walked over to Peyton and placed his hand upon her head. A bright green light lit up the room as he proceeded to heal her. As the light dimmed, he backed away and shooting another look upon Angel, he shook his head.


"You should of let me say my peace. Now because of your actions, i will no longer help you." The man said as he levitated into the air and floated out of the room.
 
Eyes flickering between the two, before a pressure of a hand touching her head, light, and then an odd numbing lack of pain. Almost instantly, her heart raced picked up, and as the other man floated away, she stared at the angel man. She could move, she could feel her toes wriggling inside her shoes, and she could run. Something, despite her mind over and over again telling her legs to move, she stayed rooted to the spot.


"Who are you...."
 
Angel looked at her and with a slight smile upon his face, he listened carefully to her words.


"The name is Arch Angel. I am to be treated as your go to guy." Angel replied to her.


Pressing his wings firmly against his back, Angel stood in front of her and awaited her orders.
 
Staring up at him, her frown grew deeper. Rubbing her arm, she stayed put, "Well, that's wonderful." Her voice dripped sarcasm, "I'm about to ask you a few questions, and I want as much information as you can give me. What did Richard do? Why was I 'chosen' for something if I never signed up for it? And what am I apparently the 'heir' too?"
 
Angel nodded at her response and with his order given, he obeyed.


"First thing first. Nightwing or Richard as you know him was about to kill you. so we had to intervene so your life was not ended. Second thing is your signup was the day you were born. It was destined for you to be the heir. And final is to be the heir to the greatest legacy known to man. That is all i am allowed to know. i do not have the clearance for anything further. if you would like to know anything else, you will hqve to twlk to the leader. They will answer any questions you have that i might have not answered to your expectations." Angel replied to Peyton as he looked past her and towards the door.


As he looked towards the door, a shadowed figure stepped into the room and stayed just out of lights veiw. he stood just past the door frame and awaited Peyton.


~~~~~~~~~~~


Alex stepped throughout the room and grabbed the box. Placing his hands firmly on either side of the box, he pulled on the lid of the box as hard as his starved body would allow him. Just as he was about to give up, the lid budged and light poured from the opening. As the light hit his skin, he could feel the power charging through his veins, and he looked to the ceiling above him. With his vision steeping through normal humans and closing into that of his super powered rival, alex found his way out of the prison. Crouching down, Alex took a deep breath before leaping at the ceiling. As he jumped, he started to spin so he would be able to 'drill' his way out to the surface.


i need to get to superman. i need to understand what happened and maybe i will underatand my powers. alex thought to himself as he was headed up the surface.
 
Listening to him in silence, she nodded her head when he was done, biting back the sardonic remark about expectations. Following his face after a moment, she stared towards the shadowy figure, feeling a sinking sensation crawl into her stomach before sliding up into a standing position. Letting her eyes drift away from the new person, Peyton drew in a deep breath, that was more shakey and shallow than anything else, before letting out a soft, "Greetings..."
 
(ooc: yes. that is fine. i will be interacting very deeply with all other characters so you will be involved in the story. do not feel like i am trying to control you, just kind of setting up a plot. after that, i will let you decide.)
 
The city was rather quiet in the evening. A few dark clouds were looming over. They always loomed over when Jacob went out looking for answers. Keeping his wings tucked under his coat, he walked the streets of Metropolis. Picking up a newspaper on the ground, he tried to get himself up to date with the current times, well which ever sections were truthfully told at least. His sources told him that the Joker could be making a move here. If they were right, he was a step closer. If not, he had to go back to Gotham and make it clear he wasn't to be toyed with. He had to take steps carefully though. He was willing to turn the city upside-down to find the Joker. Literally if he had to. But he wasn't looking to attract too much attention. Especially from the Justice League since they always frown on murder.
 
As the figure stepped into the light, golden horns shined upon the light. Walking towards Peyton, the man looked her over before taking a deep breath.


“So this is the person that was chosen to lead you guys?” Loki said as he stopped in front of Peyton.


~~~~~~


As Alex reached the surface of the air base, he looked around at all the destruction. I was a wasteland. Nothing survived, it was all in ruin. Alex’s eyes opened wide as he saw the carnage. It looked like a nuke went off and cleared the entire air base.


“What happened?” Alex thought to himself as the sun beat against his skin.


Soaking up as much energy as he could from the sun, Alex leaped into the air and took off for home, wherever that may be.


(loki: http://images.wikia.com/whitewolf/images/1/16/Loki.jpg )
 
While looking at the paper, he noticed a van hurtling past him. Catching a glimpse of the driver, he was wearing a clown mask. Jacobs blood boiled. Finally, my ticket to answers.


Dropping the paper, he ran into a dark allyway, and hid his coat behind a dumpster. He kept it out of sight in case the garbage men arrived. Spreading his wings, he shot out from the ally in flight, going after the van at such speed. Eventually, the cop cars started to catch up to it, blaring their sirens. Gun fire was being exchanged, and with all this noise in the city, one of the supers would get in the action before Jacob could. He had to reach them first.


Diving down to the truck, he landed on the top, trying to steady himself from the driving. Out of nowhere, bullets went flying from the roof. There must have been a couple of goons looking after what they stole. Taking out his swords, he stabbed downwards hoping to take them out. Hearing screams of pain, he pulled out his swords, seeing them stained with blood. He didnt know if he left a fatal wound, but he didnt have time to check, or care for that matter. Jumping forward to the front of the van, he pried open the hood with one of his blades and tore out a few wires. The van lost it's power, and with a little effort, Jacob planted his feet on the ground, trying to stop the van. Eventually, it slowed and came to a halt. Looking up, he noticed the cops coming in fast. Reaching through the wind shield, he pulled out one of the clowns and took flight. He had some questions to ask him.
 
Drawing in a deep breath and holding it, Peyton stared up at the mighty man. A chill went down her spine and any anger or annoyance she felt was quickly replaced with a deep fear. She still understood nothing going on, she did not know what this group was, or what fate had decided to say, 'Hey, let's kidnap a crazy person!' Forcing herself to start breathing again, she straightened herself as she stood, barely reaching chest level to him, let alone his shoulder. "Hey, I haven't agreed to any of this yet. I'm not leading anyone..."
 
“I wouldn’t say you are not leading anyone. After all, you are leading yourself down the path of denial. If destiny says you are to lead these guys, then you do as she says.” Loki replied to Peyton.


Pacing around the floor, he looked her over and with a brief smile upon his face, he vanished into thin air.


“You might want to go talk to her if you want things cleared up.” Loki continued to say as he fully vanished from sight.
 
Raising an eyebrow, Peyton let out a swear followed by a string of curses before she looked at the Angel. "Okay...where can I find a higher up that knows what the hell is going on and would actually tell me without being disturbing cryptic about it?"
 
A high building. Jacob holding the thug by his leg over the edge. The thug seemed pretty close to soiling himself at this point.


"It was just one of his jokes!!" He yelled in fear. "We just deliver the punch lines!!"


"I aint laughing at the moment." Jacob said angrily, "But you CAN make me smile. If you tell me what i want to know."


He pulled the thug up and held him by the neck. "The Joker. Where is he?"


"He's everywhere he needs to be man! We just bring the audience to him!"


"I'm the audience now. Talk!"


"I dont know anything!! I swear!!"


"...Then you're useless."


Letting go, he walked away from the ledge, hearing the screams of the thug as he was plummeting to his demise.
 
Hearing the scream of the man, the hero clad in red and blue arrived on the scene to catch the man. Placing him upon the ground, The hero shot upwards and landed in front of Jacob.


"What are you doing?" Superman asked as he looked down upon Jacob.
 
Jacob stopped in his tracks. Closing his eyes, he rolled them back in his head. How could i have been so STUPID?! Eliminating a target you dont want found...She was right, i NEED to keep a cool head in this city.


Looking up, he saw the man of steel before him. Jacob was confident in his abilities, but a fight with Superman wasn't something he wanted to engage in. Not if he had no other choice. He blew his cover, but thankfully no security camera's were around, and as long as a fight didnt break out, then that persistent Louise Lane wouldnt show up.


"The man you just saved was a murderer, and a thief." Jacob answered in a dark tone. "Now that he's running free he'll start another spree of violence. If you're that strong about the 'no kill' rule, i suggest locking him up at least."


Turning to walk away, he focussed as he took his steps. Darks clouds began to gather together over the city block. If he could keep the talk going, he could at least make something to hold Superman off if things don't go well.
 
Superman looked upon Jacob and in a flash, he disappeared and took the crook to prison. Dropping him off in a jail cell, Superman soon appeared back at Jacob's location. Standing tall in front of Jacob, Superman crossed his arms across his chest and took in a deep breath.


"I understand that man was an evil doer, but he did not deserve to die. We as heroes are not here to decide who lives or dies, but to try and save everyone. If you stoop to the level of killing someone, then you are no better then that man." Superman replied as he looked Jacob in the eyes.


~~~~


Angel looked upon Peyton and with a puzzled look upon his face, spoke up.


"I am not sure if she would help you and not be cryptic about it, but you should talk to Destiny." Angel replied, standing in front of Peyton.


~~~~


Speeding across the water, Alex headed towards the West coast of the United States.


If i find that hero, then i should be able to find Superman. After that, i should find my answers. Alex thought as every step took him further across the Pacific.


~~~~


Soaring through the air, flew two figures. One clad in red and yellow, the other clad in black and sliver. Flying over the city of Los Angeles, they patrolled and looked for law breakers.


"Tony, I'm getting a reading coming in fast. Im not really sure what it is." War machine said.


"I know, i caught it. I'm trying to get a lock on it. Change direction and follow me." Iron man said as he changed his direction towards the target.


(war machine: http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedi...OMcover33F.jpg )


(iron man: http://images1.wikia.nocookie.net/__...ss_Variant.PNG )
 
Jacob almost wanted to spit out the cliché of the conversation. The clouds gathered above the city, not enough for a storm, but enough to try and keep Superman at bay should things get heated.


"You have no idea how flawed that statement truly is." Jacob said darkly. "True, people become no better than the monsters they put down, but most monsters never stop trying to lay ruin before them. Take the Joker for instance. How many people has he killed? How many lives destroyed? How many times has he been on a rampage, given a good reason to give him the death penalty, and yet he still walks the streets? Even you can see there's nothing left in him to be redeemed. And your nemesis, Luther. Everyone knows just how corrupt, dark, and deceptive he is, and on occasion he left a lot of people to die. Hell, he's sitting comfortably in his office, planning the next move to destroy something, and yet you still stand here. You call sparring evil nobility, I call it apathy."
 
Peyton sighed, rubbing the bridge of her nose in annoyance. Taking slow steps in a pacing fashion, a hint of a fear of pain and lack of movement lingering in her head, she stopped. Turning back towards Angel, she narrowed her eyes, "Where can I find "Destiny" ? Not on the islands I hope..."
 
Superman glanced up to the sky to see clouds forming and then looked back at jacob.


"If you are the one causing these clouds, then i suggest you stop it now." Superman replied.


Walking with Jacob, superman continued his speech.


"You can call it whatever you want. I choose to save lives of every single person. Granted it may be true that i can end lives of whom ever i want with a single strike, but that is not what a hero does. They see the good in people, not just the bad they have done." Superman replied.


~~~~


"Ok. But it is not where she is, it is when she is. We will need to do a little bit of traveling to get to her." Angel replied as he turned and walked towards a large door.


Approaching a large bronze coated double door, he placed his right hand upon the right door.


"You will need to help me with this please." Angel asked as he awaited her.


~~~~


Arriving on the shore of Los angeles, Alex stopped to take a breather.


All right, i made it, but jut barely. Those sharks would have been messy if they caught me. Alex thought to himself as he laughed a little.


Standing up right, two figures landed in front of him. His eyes opened wide as he looked upon the figures. He smiled to see some heroes out and about.


"Who are you?" Iron man asked as he held his hands up and aimed his repulsors at Alex.


War machine followed the lead and aimed every weapon he had at Alex.


"You dare aim your weapons at me!" Alex yelled out in response.


Clinching his fists, Alex felt betrayed.


"My name is Alex and i am a hero like you!" Alex roared out.


Tony ran some information background checks as he looked up information upon Alex.


"That has to be a lie. It says that he is dead. All information on him being a hero, non-existent. It also says here, that Alex worked for Alexander Luthor. So if you claim to be him, we will have to end you here." Iron man replied as his repulsors started to charge up.


"I am Alex! I never worked for luthor! I was abducted and experimented upon. You have the wrong...." Alex said before getting interrupted with a repulsor hit in the chest.


As he was hit, he went sliding backwards until entering the ocean. Standing true, his shirt had hole in it, and his skin was untouched.


"You will pay for that metal men!" Alex roared as he vanished from his spot and appeared in front of Iron man.


Leaping up, he delivered a knee to Iron man's chest and sent him flying into the air.


"TONY!" Rhodes yelled out as he unleashed fire upon Alex's location.


As Rhodes yelled, War Machines weaponry all kicked on and unleashed a flurry of gunfire upon Alex.
 
"Fun stuff..." Peyton mumbled, not fully understanding it. Moving next to him, she raised an eyebrow, before looking at the door. "What, exactly do you need help with...?" Flexing her hand, she looked down for a moment, noting that the white that had started to come back in her fear and anger and sadness, was dying away again, taking the heat with it.
 
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