A Step in the Right Direction: The birth of PEGASUS

“My time as senator may be over, but my work is not done!” He spoke confidently into the microphones, cameras trained upon him. Reporters shot out irrelevant questions, but he ignored them and raised his voice. He raised his fist. “The issue of super humans is not one that can be solved by politicians behind a desk. Superhumans must rise up themselves. We must show the rest of society that we belong here among them, and stop any who would use their power for evil ends!” The murmur of crowd grew. “Mr. Pheonix, what do you mean we?” Quinn smiled at the reporter, placed both hands on the podium and spoke in a voice that carried to every ear. “That’s right. I am super-human. I am a mutant!” The crowd’s murmur turned into a roar, and reporters couldn’t yell out questions fast enough. Quinn simply spoke over them, in a voice loud as thunder but not quite a yell. “I am organizing like-minded super-humans with the goal of a new age of light and prosperity, of enlightenment! If you have it in your heart to be a hero to all of mankind, no to all of the world find your way to New York! You will find the information you need there!”

The reporters barked questions like dogs, but Quinn told them he would take no more questions, and his bodyguards escorted him away.

After his headline-making speech Quinn went to work. He advertised his first meeting in New York everywhere. He was a man of vast resources. All over the internet the meeting site was postet, flyers were posted everywhere, people were even hired to spread the information by word of mouth. Everyone in North America, and even beyond thanks to the internet, would know Quinn was recruiting heroes for his movement. True, this also meant that every villain would know where he was since the appearance was so public. He would have plenty of protection, but it was still a dangerous move. Still, it was a risk he had to take. Sometimes a bold move across the board is what wins the game.

So it came to the fateful day. Quinn waited in New York, graying hair was neatly combed and nothing was amiss with his fancy grey suit. he was at a helicopter pad in a more industrial part of the city. Of course skyscrapers weren't far off, but it's not like he was in Town Square. He had a total of five body guards with him, dressed in full riot gear. Only two had assault rifles with deadly ammunition, the other three had concussive cannons of Quinn's own design. They could hurt, even break bones, but they would kill under normal circumstances. Quinn didn't believe in lethality, but he had to face the reality of a possible attack. The large transport helicopter behind him slowly moved it's rotors, motor still running. He waited with hands behind his back. He had done what he could do, now he just had to wait and see if anyone heeded his call. He hoped his bold move would pay off.

Shadows boiled up under the Five guards and Ten Shadow spikes attempted to shoot up under the unsuspecting Guards out of no where., A young man rose a little ways off completely wrapped in shadows except for sparkling red eyes that shined out, A black Crow sat on his shoulder and with a loud Caw it shot into the air vanishing out of sight. The intruder was 5'11 but due to shadows it hid everything else about the young man except the eerie foreboding that surrounded him. Nightmare looked at the guards ripping away Nightmares as he attempted to bring the Nightmares into reality or Illusion to each individual.

Nightmare Slid his hands into his pocket as he walked up to Quinn "Hello I am Nightmare, Your Nightmare actually you summoned me here and I am glad you did, Isn't this fun". Nightmare strolled over looking off the building and whistled shaking his head Now that is a very long drop" Nightmare sat down padding his feet as he waited to see who else showed up so he could have even more fun.

The artist was in New Jersey when he saw the news. It came trough a newspaper that was floating through the street. it wasn't a surprise, tons of people littered in this town. In this world, actualy. It said a politician was looking for help to fight super-villains, and was calling all superhero's.

hmm, i could do that

He drew himself up an jet-pack. Then, he had an idea. He drew himself a small watch and attached it to his wrist. It would tell him how much more ink he could use. His jet-pack had been drawn on the cement, the watch, on a piece of plastic. The had 2 grey fuel cartrages, and 2 small rockets at the bottom. It had a brown strap for him to put around his waist, so he did, and he took off.

The politician said he was going to be in the industrial part of New York City, so he lowerd himself as he approched. He saw the politican with 5 body guards around him, and air protection. He checked his watch

Ink at 100%

he smiled as he descended past the air protection and landed in front of the ex-senator. "you called?"

Orbs of a bluish energy lifted each man off the ground and away from harm. The man known as Overmind strode into view of the men present. "Not really a way to make an entrance is it Andrew." Overmind had been prying at the man's mind before either had arrived, sensing great evil in the man since coming to the city, his own abilities had increased after the years of dedicated service to mankind. His attention turned to the man that had called for the meeting with the super powers of the world, quite literally. "It's been quite a long time since I've seen you Quinn." Overmind's tone had changed completely, talking as if to an old friend.

Before anyone came to meet his call, his fears were answered. A villain Quinn didn't recognize was plaguing his bodyguards with some sort of mental ailment.

"Hello I am Nightmare, Your Nightmare actually you summoned me here and I am glad you did, Isn't this fun"

Quinn shifted to face the new arrival, and gave him a sarcastic smile. "My nightmare? Young man, you know nothing of nightmares. I served on the U.S. Senate" He joked as if he was addressing a reporter's question, he didn't flinch in the face of this new danger. His hands were behind his back in a professional stance, though one hand sneakily was already holding his stun gun he made no difference in body language to give away that he had any weapons. "You young man, are only an annoyance to me."

Just then his men were lifted to safety and he hear a familiar voice. It was the man known as Overmind, one of the few people who knew Quinn was a supermutant before he went public. Not that Quinn could have kept it from him, since Overmind was a powerful psychic, but Quinn telling him willingly was still a symbol of trust between them. They had a lot in common, and dealt with similar pressures and burdens. Quinn had found something of a kindred spirit in the man. "Too long Gary! I'm afraid we have too much to do, and so little time to keep up with our friends. All part of the job." Quinn spoke casually to Overmind, completely ignoring the dramatic villain. "Oh I wish I could offer you a seat and some tea, but as you can see I'm caught in a bit of a situation. Always work, work, work." He gave Overmind a wink. "Perhaps once this misguided young man is sent on his way we can catch up properly. I think we have much to talk about. And no using the fact that you already know it all as an excuse! You're just going to have to sit through a decent conversation, I find so few of them these days." As he spoke, another mystery man appeared on the scene by jetpack. If he was on Quinn's side too, then things were looking grim for young chap brooding in shadows.

Nightmare looked around as more people joined and grinned, Tormenting more minds oh this was gonna be so much fun. He walked over looking at the Helicopter ignoring the arrivals. Nightmare had already picked out Overmind's fear and the new guy but most of his attention would be on Quinn. "Ahh yes Overmind are should I say Gary Frendriks, Yes I know your name as the names of everyone here though I am not Psychic", Nightmare walked away from the chopper looking at Quinn his eyes burning with insanity. He moved his hand forming a chair made of shadows and sat down looking at the group.

He flicked his eyes over to the newest entry and smiled "Ah yes you are Nicolas Arest a bright young man but with a terrible secret, Experiments do go wrong it seems". Nightmare chuckled superheros and villains always had a very minor fear of people finding out who they truly were and that was how he was able to get names and past histories. Nightmare looked at the group a very powerful group "My name is Nightmare but Gary there already knows my real name so why not you, My name is Andrew Higgins and I am your worst Nightmare" He looked over staring at Quinn as he stripped the mans fear from him and pushed it into his sight. (I would describe it but I have yet to talk to Metis about possible fears, I apologize for the lack of description and therefore Metis can make it a weak one if she wishes)

(Just so you know expect deliberate typos I'll explain in this post)


We all heard of the struggles Ex senator Mr. Quinn served for the senate during his service, But today, about 12:20 PM saturday afternoon Quinn announced that he was not done serving America. In fact He said"The issue of super humans is not one that can be solved by politicians behind a desk. Superhumans must rise up themselves. We must show the rest of society that we belong here among them, and stop any who would use their power for evil ends!” Said reportermr grant, "“That’s right. I am super-human. I am a mutant!” This caused a ruckus in the crowd of reporters who roared almost in a similar fashion to a riot uprising. Can humankind adapt with having a mutant infiltratee senate? There is a thorogh investigation underway in all seats of the house and senete to find more mutants in the political system. There must be... (SEE MORE OF PAGE A3)

Tobais was reading the "New York Times" front page. He was intrigued by this article. It was rushed out of press obviously. There were grammatical errors and ink smudges everywhere. This was apparently a huge event, and Tobais could see why. As he went to turn the page for further info on this article, he happened to look up. He saw something odd. In the distance, someone was jetpacking up a skyscraper helipad. Now this disturbed him, Why the jetpack? Couldn't he just use an elevator? Who was up there, he didn't look invited? Tobais quickly looked around and saw a clock, 2:55." This looked troublesome, Who was up there? Maybe Quinn trying to helipad to safety? He had ample time. Politicians were always exposed to murderous intent when in the public. Tobais felt ready to help. He had to. He rolled up the paper and shoved it into one of his pockets.

He bent down, ready to transmute. He has become masterful of working without a glyph. He dislodged the section of the sidewalk and moved it by making small "spider-legs" that would melt into and out the surface and move it forward. This way he could even go up a building, after the jetpacker. This was a pretty fast transmutation, requiring constant attention. It would leave no damage except the initial dislodging. He went into the road and back onto the sidewalk. Avoiding cars and people. He came to the same building and scaled it.

When he reached the top, he assessed the situation. Helicopter, well armed guards, 4 out of place people. He recognized Quinn from the paper. Although the paper had distorted evil face of him. He recognized Nightmare from his encounter 4 years before. The other two? Who were they? Friend, foe? He had a bad feeling about Nightmare. He was not expecting this. He kept quiet, wondering if this was Nightmare's work.

A few seconds behind Tobais Ferrum levitated to the top of the building. "Ah, Nightmare you seem to be making a name for yourself, much can be said about you determination to get noticed." Ferrum's eyes flashed over the three super heroes. "Not much can be said about your intelligence though, squaring off against three of them." he said as his eyes fixated on Overmind's he recognized him and Tobais as ex-G.U.N. members. "These two alone are handfuls." he said lifting his hand and pointing at Overmind and Tobais.

Quinn was assaulted by the things he feared most. Unfortunately for nightmare, the things he feared are all things he had to look at anyway. He stood his ground while he was assaulted with images of his own body breaking down, of horrible crimes being committed, of terrible injustices of the government. With every second the visions grew worse, as if they were desperate to get a reaction from Quinn. With a final ghastly scream who's owner Quinn couldn't identify, the visions passed. Though he didn't show it, he was of course rattled. He took a few deep breaths through his nose to regain his composure and faced the physical manifestation. A lumbering version of himself, 8 feet tall with huge limbs. Much younger, but already in his death throes. It was the Quinn that would have been if he hadn't intervened. His body growing large and quickly, dying before it reached 25 years. The lumbering figure fell on the floor, and began passing away. "Young man." His voice shook a bit, but he took a hard swallow and tried again successfully. "Young man, there is no nightmare you can show me worse than the things I have faced. Go deal with the press, then come talk to me."

In the time it took Quinn to deal with his apparitions two more people appeared. Quinn wasn't completely sure of their purpose, but they certainly seemed to be opposed to Nightmare which meant at least an initial victory for Quinn. Details could be sorted out once safety was no longer a concern. "Listen to reason now, criminal. You are clearly outnumbered and outmatched. Whatever your plan was, it will fail. I cannot guarantee that the others here disdain murder the way I do. If you treasure your life, I recommend you surrender now."

Overmind felt a familiar prying at his mind. It was different from a psychic intrusion, but it had all the same feeling of it. Mental blocks went up instantly, preventing any more sensitive information from leaking out. "I suggest you listen to Ferrum and leave. It's in best interest of your health to get out of here." Overmind set the men down a short distance away and threw up a psychic barrier in front of the group near the helicopter.

(Im assuming Ive met overmind in G.U.N)

Tobais heard Overmind talking. Tobais Recognized him before, He just could not put his finger on it. He decided to tell them, "I've met Nightmare before, He plays mental games against you, you might wanna remember that." He said pointing to Nightmare and ignoring his illusions, He knew they were not real. "Quinn, I'll come with," He said moving the block in his direction.

James Alexander stood at the foot of the building peering up at the situation at hand. The sun glared at his eyes, obscuring his vision and making lights dance, which would continue to dance for at least an hour later. He rubbed his eyes, before awkwardly probing them with his red contact lenses.

James unlocked the boot (trunk in America?) of his car with a click of his wireless key. Lights flashed on his battered Fiat 500 -hardly glamourous, James thought- and he swiftly took his suit from it. Throwing on the suit, James transformed from a geeky-yet-fit 34 year-old to a hip, young crime-fighting hero. He gasped at the mere thought of the amount of dashes used to form such a sentance.

Soundblast checked once more at the rooftop. He wasn't sure why, as he would have noticed if the helicopter took off. All he was sure of was that if he didn't get there in time he would miss something big. A small-time hero like himself could not afford to miss such an opportunity. Soundblast sprinted into the building and threw himself up the staircase to the roof, but not before an observer could shout:

"Hey, it's that Noisy Guy again!"

Soundblast opened the door to the roof and waved at the other heroes awkwardly.

Nightmare nodded and backed up bowing his head to the hero's before winking at Tobais "I will see you all again and next time I will hurt you very badly", Nightmare pooled shadows into the top of the building before melting down.

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The strange man of shadows melted away. It seems Quinn was getting better at making enemies. Just as Nightmare was disappearing, another man in a strange suit burst through the door. Had he taken the stairs? That seemed ironically unconventional compared to everyone else.


"Well" Quinn began "It seems one more disaster has been averted. I think any further discussion would best be held somewhere more secure. Those of you interested should board by vessel." He motioned towards the large double-rotor transport helicopter. He waited for others to go in and sit down, he would enter last.

"We will be arriving in New York shortly." A voice said over the intercom as the plan landed. David Brown, or at least that was the name he had adapted for now, looked down at the huge city below.
"It's not called the big apple for nothing." He muttered to himself.

After the plan taxied in came a long wait. During which the boy sat there, wondering he he had really been followed back in Canada. Was he just paranoid now? He looked up to see the passengers getting off, apparently he had missed the clear sign. He got up and took his single handbag as he left the plane.

The airport seemed like a wall of people. It seemed like he had to push to get anywhere. How many people were there? After what seemed to be a long trip he made it to the outside giving a sigh of releif. Now just to find out what apartments had vaccines.