Doctor Everyone Discovers Perfection

Dr.Everyone hadn't made plans for much since he had discovered the existence of a organization known as Project Perfection. His computer had been lost in a fight with Pain, from what he remembered of his past life. He had figured that the longer you were dead, the more of your memory you lost. He hadn't been dead too long, and so only recent things had been forgotten, although he had gotten himself caught up. And now, with his computer gone, he had to rely on a local library's computer for his research.

He had been sleeping in an abandoned warehouse, on of the many places he had decided to sleep in. He didn't have the money for an apartment yet, and barely had money to eat and get cleaned up every now and again. He was having a nightmare about his past, nightmarish memories from his life before. Those were becoming more common. Horrible acts that he himself comitted were shown to him, most of them forgotten by morning light. He was witnessing himself fly through a building's windows here in New York, a 5 year old girl in front of him, his hand reaching for her...when a clipboard popped in front of him. It was a list of what seemed to be experiments, all of them with a red X in a box next to them. The setting around him changed as he looked up the clip board, his eyes passing over all the X's until he came to a few sentences on the top of the paper on the clip board. "U.S. Project Perfection-Atom and Molecule Alteration Project. Lead Scientist- Dr.Fredrick Van Flamel." And then he woke up, the two sentences burning in his mind.

He had spent the last day trying to get on a computer, and the past 12 hours trying to find something. The normal searches (the very few there were) weren't finding anything besides "Government program goes rogue". So he had decided to use his slight knowledge of computers to dig deeper. He downloaded a different browser, installed a program called TOR, and began browsing. Instantly, he found twice as many new search results as he had originally (which still left him with few results). Some were reports of heroes and villains missing, others were results of new heroes and villains appearing. There was an article mentioning Pain was a result of Project Perfection. He had spent about four hours going through result after result, printing out relevant web pages and not looking at others. At the very end of all the search results, he found a single web page calling itself "Project Perfection Wiki". it was the smallest wiki anyone would have encountered, being only 7 pages long, not including the main page and all the technical pages. Only seven pages of content, 3 of them stubs.

One pages read: "Goals". It listed that the project's name was actually relevant to it's goals. It had aimed to create human perfection, the perfect superhuman. It ended with a paragraph talking about how Pain was the perfect human, but for some reason wasn't what Project Perfection needed. The last sentence in the article suggested free will was the cause.
A previous paragraph had mentioned world domination as a possible goal, among others such as "enslaving humanity, putting cocaine back in coca-cola, taking over the funnel cake industry, and bringing Seinfeld back on T.V."

Some of the things the wiki talked about seemed possible, while others were outright crazy. Dr.Everyone had decided to print out all of the seven pages, crazy notions and all. Perhaps some of it was relevant. One thing was for sure, the Doctor had to find out more about this project Perfection. And of course, he had an idea on how to do it.


~Breaking News~

"In more recent news, a audio recording, sent to us by a man claiming to be the believe-to-be-deceased superhuman terrorist Dr.Everyone, has some scary claims. This, is what the recording contained:"

Hello citizens of New York and beyond! I am your favorite previously-deceased villain, Dr.Everyone. Back from the dead and more dangerous than ever. You may ask why I sent this to you. Why am I announcing my being alive? It's all for good reason, I assure you. See, I believe in a 10 second head start. So I am warning you now, I have developed a serum, two in one actually, which not only give any organic organism, whether dead or alive, superhuman strength, speed, endurance, intelligence, as well as depriving that organism of it's free will. If correctly applied, it can result in an army of perfect supersoldiers, you obey your every command. So be warned, I will soon own the world. I must go to begin building my army, Au Revoire!"

"Whether this person is indeed Dr.Everyone is yet to be determined, but authorities are advising people to stay away from a tall man wearing dress shoes and clothes, a lab coat, and a black and white mask. In other news..."


The Doctor flew away from the news broadcast. A smile on his face, he flew towards the Empire State Building. He laughed in his mind.

"I've cast my line into the water, now just to wait for the bobber to go down and then I can see what I caught."

The Doctor was bluffing about the serum. It was all a ruse to attract Project Perfection's attention. He doubted he'd find anything on Project Perfection (that he could obtain) besides what he had, which wasn't much. So he'd decided to get their attention. Perhaps they'd send someone after him. He had planned for them sending someone for him, which is why he had a test tube full of mercury (mixed with a little bit of arsenic for good measure) and was currently heading for the top of the Empire State Building. He was planning on them trying to locate him by searching for thermal energy, so he made sure his body was covered in flame. Flames that gave of considerably large and noticeable amount of thermal energy.

As he arrived at the Empire State Building, he landed on it's uppermost ledge and sat down, still on fire, staring off into the night, the sun sinking farther into the horizon. The moon was coming up behind him, and the waiting game had only begun.

An elevator, that is now where the strongest and most powerful minion of Project Perfection stands, suprissingly it can hold his weight though he does have to duck his head. He cross his arms in anticipation, waiting as the thing rises up the 200,give or take, something floors in this dastardly tall building and it moves so slow plus the strange 'elevator' music. He cracks his neck in anticipation, waiting and running through plans in hi head while listening to the nagging voices of the scientists who are still mad at hin after the incident that occurred with Astrid. He smirks as the elevator makes it to the last floor and opens up,walking out the elevator churns slightly as does the floor where he steps out to. Kneeling down into a squatting position he jumps, arms above his head, and goes 'flying' up through the celing and through it up to the roof. Landing upon the roof, which cracks a little from his strength, he turns to look upon the flaming man who snet out the false broadcast.

"Dr. Everyone, the project presumed you dead; none the less your false broadcasting has cought our attention and we shall deal with you accordingly." He states in his dark, 'scary', thick russian accent, letting the words spoken sink in before continuing. "Now, you may either come with me willingly and the good doctor will deal with you, or I can simply pumble you to a pulp now." Project Death, the 'skeleton reject', says crossing his arms over his chest and looking out at the supposed 'Dr.Everyone' who honestly doesn't look that scary to death. The reason being is death has beaten fire manipulators before, there is also the fact that the man has to actually it him first; something which is virtually impossible unless the person he is facing hhhas super speed. This man, from what he was briefed about, may be smart and a good fire manipulator but he is not strong, durable, or super fast.

A crash was heard, dust flew into the air. A large skeletal man stood in front of Dr.Everyone. He spoke to Dr.Everyone, and Dr.Everyone spoke back.

"Oh I was dead, for a short while. But I'm back now, back and creating Perfection Serums. You and your organization guessed incorrectly, believing the serum to be a fake. It is as real as you or I. However, if you want it, you'll have to come and get it."

He listened to to the skeleton man speak about the two ways that he could go. Peacefully, to a doctor, or the hard way, which was being beaten to a pulp.

"It seems I have come to where the road diverges in the yellow wood. I, however, will not take either road, not even the one less traveled by. No, I'll burn myself a third path and then take it."

He pulled out of his lab coat pocket one of his hallucinogens, the disassociative one, the affects of which included feeling like your in someone's body and your mind isn't your own, and/or hallucinating your worst nightmare and then living it until the drug wore off.

"I can tell this battle will be neither short nor easy, but it will be fun. Allow me to start the festivities." The Doctor said, as he blew the "dust" into the skeleton man's face.

"Just inhale. Inhale and enjoy..." Dr,Everyone thought to himself. And then, he prepared himself to jump off the side of one of America's tallest buildings if need be.

Project Death shrugs, listens to the scientists' orders and walks forward straight into the gas. Had he been a normal person it would have done the damage intended but of course it does nothing but have death loose his sense of smell and raise his sense of height for however long it may be. The reasons being because he has no emotions so thus has no fear, no memmory of anything before age of two,and he was tested by Perfection at eight months of age and up. The final reason the final part of the drug doesn't work is because he has no free will so his mind is already not his own and the scientists could easily move him in the right direction if the drug worked as much as it should have. The Destoyer, Destruction, the Grim Reaper, Project Death, continues walking forward after the doctor as if dairing him to jump off the building having been breifed about his flight powers so tharefore knows what it is to come. Slamming his fist down into the ground Death rips out a chunk of the roof and hurls it at Dr. Everyone with all of his strength. Right after that he sprints straight at Everyone, his fist cocked back ready to unleash all of his strength at the man if given the chance. Project Death has not yet failed a mission givin out to him by 'the faimly' and he is not about to start now.

The skeleton man inhaled, but seemed unaffected.

"They do build you strong over at Project Perfection don't they?" the Doctor said, unaware that Death had lost his sense of smell because of the drug. He watched as his comment went unanswered, a piece of roof was thrown at him, and the skeletal man charged him, fist cocked.

His mind processed it all, and decided the best course of action would be to thrown himself backwards. And so he did. He began to plunge hundreds of feet to the ground. The wind rushing through his hair, lab coat wrapping around him. He only thought of how peaceful it was, falling off a building. He then thought how it might only be peaceful if you knew you could fly.

He was 50 feet from the ground when he flipped himself, stomach facing the ground, and began to fly. He zoomed down a New York street, which even at night was as busy as day. He zoomed over the cars, knowing his pursuer wasn't far behind.

"Just need to find a place to make a stand. Hopefully, I will find out what I wish to know."

((it was his sense of smell but whatever...Death wouldn't have answered any way xD))

Project Death watches as the man throws himself off the building, and stops running not wanting to fall off. Oh, sure he propably could have very easily survived but none the less he stops watching the man fly away shaking his head and crossing his arms, he has never fought a fire manipulator who would fly away. They were always the most 'hot headed' opponents and Death expected this one to be the same, so watching as Dr. Everyone flies off he shakes his head hearing the yells of the scientists' and jumps down to the ground, hand ripping through the empire state building as he goes to slow him down and lessen the impact. Once he hits the ground the brute stands up to his full height of six foot five and turns twords the direction of the Dr.

Project Death takes off at full speed chasinging and pursuing the man who gave out the false broadcasting, grabbing a car as he goes. While still sprinting he takes the car and chucks it at the fire manipulator's back attempting to knock him out of the sky. If that works he will jump and atempt to land on the man brinning his fist down upon his head, only lightly holding back with the punch to not kill the man just yet. If it misses Death simply leaps with alll his might out at Dr. Everyone and atempts to grab him and use his weight and gravity to slam them both into the ground. A fall which Death can easily survive though the fire manipulator should not be out cold from.

Although the Doctor was almost a block away from the Empire State Building, he heard the sound as something ripped off chunks of the building sliding down it. He looked over his shoulder, only to see the skeleton man pick up a car and throw it at him. He lowered himself more to the ground, flying in between two lanes of traffic. The car flew over him, but smashed into a semi-truck ahead of him. He quickly flew upwards avoiding the proceeding 15 car pile up.

Then he was propelled forward, by his flight as well as a foreign force. He did a quadruple backflip through the air, his legs flying over his head again and again. He was about to hit a traffic light, but he put his hands out and grabbed it before the impact. His arms became sore as he put his strength into negating the force that propelled him forward, put his strength into fighting inertia. When he was just hanging from the traffic light, he slowly hovered himself down to the ground. He turned towards the skeleton man. He wasn't going to make his stand here, no. But he had to delay the skeletal man. If he didn't, he'd never make it somewhere he could make his stand. Somewhere he could escape if needed, perhaps even fake his own death.


His hand reached into another one of his coat pockets. He pulled out a single one of his "beads". He felt the dicyanoacetylene start to unchill in his hands, slowly becoming a liquid again. He aimed and threw it at the skeletal man, aiming for his chest. The Doctor sent a small spark right behind the bead, read to ignite the deadly dicyanoacetylene.

Dicyanoacetylene, when ignited, burns at approximately 10,000 degrees Fahrenheit. And it burns for awhile. So if the beads connected, with the spark of Dr.Everyone's fire right behind it, Death would be covered in 10,000 degree flames. Not what you would expect on a cold autumn day in New York.

As the car thrown at the doctor misses Project Death leaps into the air going straight out at the 'scientist' attempting o grab him and pull him to earth. The bead was thrown at where Death was before he lept and with his super human reflexes it missed by at least thirty seconds, something the doctor could have never seen coming even if he was thinking unlogicalaly. If he successfully pulls the fire manipulator to the ground he will quickly stand up and place his foot up onto the man looking down at him with his emotionless face as if dairing him to try anything. Though if he misses destruction, the destroyer, the hero killer, will grab a street light and snap the thing in half throwing it as hard and fast as he can at his opponent waiting to see if the saradded and sharp point will fly true and pierce through the man or if it will be dodged though how he can not see. For the man he is pursuing is not in any way a fighter, he is not strong or fast and only has his brain and fire to do the talking if he gets the chance to do so.

The bead had missed the skeleton man, and so had the spark. The bead hit the asphalt and quickly spread out. When the spark hit it, fire exploded outward, covering all the liquid that the bead had been a few seconds ago. 10,000 degree flames burned viciously. The asphalt under it began to melt, cars near it began to melt, the interior catching on fire. The air above the fire shimmered rapidly from the heat. Soon, the fire would be burning deep in a hole in the street, beneath it a mixture of asphalt and car-metal soup.

The skeleton man leaped at the Doctor. He has fast, and strong, a deadly combination. Dr.Everyone was smart, his mind reacting quickly. Unfortunately, his body reacted slower to the quick commands his mind issued out. He barely avoided being crushed by the large skeleton man, flying quickly to his right. But he didn't completely escape damage. He flew to his right so suddenly, he ended up crashing through a thick glass wall of a building. He quickly got up, some glass in his skin, stinging. Making him bleed. He quickly brushed himself off, and the then flew out of the hole he had made in the window-wall. He kept flying towards the Statue of Liberty. That is where he'd decided to fight, to make his stand. There was the perfect place. He just had to survive long enough to get there.

Project Death smirks as the man goes flying through the wall like window, though is very confused as to how he was able to get back up and continue his flight bugged him greatly. Shaking his head as he lands, needing to slightly regain balance, on the ground he starts running off after the fire manipulator wanting to finish this mission now and get it over with so he could start the next one he has already. Sprinting as fast as he can trying to keep pace with the flying man who is now a head of him because of the delayed time it took for Death to regain his balance from the fall so he has to now play catch up. Not one to stay behind to long the brute of a man grabs a car and chucks it at the fire manipulator as hard as he possibly can while also using the momentum of him running forward should send the projectile flying through the air even faster. Noticing the water off in the distance Death realizes they are heading towards the Statue of Liberty but why a fire manipulator would want to go there he doesn’t know, most likely it is to be at a place that the skeleton reject cannot go because of the simple fact that he simply can’t fly.

((I am unimaginable sorry for the Incredibly delayed response time, but I have been super busy. I am really, really, sorry))

"Once I'm there then what? I guess I'll fight him a bit on the ground, slowly progress upwards. Then I'll fight and if things get bad, I'll just have to "die" again." The Doctor thought to himself, chuckling.

The skeleton man had fallen behind and was trying to catch up. The Doctor wasn't was fast, so he'd catch up eventually. But Dr.Everyone could fly, which made his playing field quite different from the skeleton man's. The skeleton man did possess super strength however, which would allow him incredible high jumps. But even super jumps didn't make the movement playing field the same, Dr.Everyone had that advantage.

Dr.Everyone looked over his shoulder to see how far behind the skeletal man was, so he could better plan the 9 mile trek, when he saw a car flying towards him. His mind gave his body to options: Fly away or melt it. He wanted to save his energy, he'd need it. So he continued flying forward at full speed while also flying higher, dodging the flying motor vehicle.

"Just need to survive for eight more miles Fredrick, and then the cards will either give you a good hand, or you'll need to fold."

"The cards will give me a good hand, like it or not."

((Its fine, and sorry its short, I kinda got rushed....))
Unicorn Man stands ontop one of the many skyscrapers in New York, New York watching the scene unfold before him with mild interest, mainly focused on how he won't screw this mission up in the eyes off boss man when in all reality last time he was just following Death's orders. But alas, the boss didn't see it that way and now Bob is threading on thin ice, so this one has to go perfectly with absolutely nothing wrong. Shaking his head he turns into a unicorn and takes off at full speed at the man called Dr. Everyone, horn done and ready to jam into the man's guts at full speed and with all of his strength. Though of course if that doesn't work he'll simply fly of to the side and wait for Project Death to do his thing before again trying to batter down his foe with his big, yet agile, horse body and the very sharp horn on top of his head.

Project Death keeps running after the fake scientist, as he's come to call him, as fast as he possibly can grabbing a semi-truck, slowing down ever so slightly, that happens to be on the rode as he goes. Only when he sees Unicorn Man fly into action does he do his thing and throws the truck as hard as he possibly can right at Dr. Everyone, the truck from the force and strength of the throw goes soaring through the air at the flying man at blinding speeds reaching up to at least two hundred and fifty miles per hour. Though the Destroyer isn't done just yet, he picks up a lamp post snapping it in half then throws the sharp end like a spear at the man before jumping with all his might into the air and landing on a skyscraper a bit away from the flying people, yet still close enough that he'd be able to watch all that transpiers. "Do not fail now Unicorn Man, this mission must be auccess for no one openly challanges the family and gets away with it." Death mutters in his cold, dark, thick Russain accent that can be very hard to understand at if not all then most of the little times when he talks.

Dr.Everyone was now looking over his shoulder constantly. He had deduced that the skeleton man would keep throwing things at him. And so, he decided he should keep his guard up.

As he turned his head to look behind him, he saw a.....unicorn? The Doctor was left dumbstruck by the wierdness of the situation. A unicorn, flying towards him in New York, with it's....

"It's horn pointed towards me."

The unicorn was coming at him fast, but Dr.Everyone had seen it just in time to fly even higher into the sky. But the Doctor, still keeping his guard up, glanced at where the skeleton man was, and then back down at the unicorn below him. He then realized he'd seen a semi=truck and a lamp post hurdling at great speeds. He had no time to dodge this. He had only time to turn his body and hands towards the hurdling objects.

He let the full forces of his fire free, a beam of fire coming from his entire body, right into the semi-truck and lamp post. The inertia behind the objects was high though, and they kept flying forward. The Doctor kept up his fire, the metal melting until both the truck and lamp post were nothing but a mass of molten metal. Still, most of the metal hit the Doctor. But Dr.Everyone wasn't near as damaged as he would of been. The heat from the molten metal did nothing to him, but the force of impact, even though slowed by his fire assault, was enough to knock the breath out of him, and send him hurdling towards the ground, like a meteorite.

But before his hit the ground, he hovered, slowing down his descent greatly. He landed on the ground, molten metal cooling over him. Before it could completely cool, Dr.Everyone let out a blast of flame and climbed out of the pile of molten metals, brushing the sludge off his clothes and mask. He then took off back into the sky, heading still towards the statue of liberty.

"Just six more miles, just six more miles."

((he came at him from the front but ehh whatever))

Unicorn Man shakes his man as he misses and flies backwards abit to escape the mess of the flames mommentarily loosing sight of Dr. Everyone but then of course he sees him take off back into the air before Death can do anything about it. 'Slow down will you..' Bob thinks to himself as he takes off at speeds much faster than even the fastest of olympian athelets can reach, catching up to Everyone easily and pulling up beside him where he attempts to ram his horse body into the 'villains' tiny human boy with all of his strength put into it.

From his rooftop Project Death stands and waits listening to the orders of the scientists who are for some damn reason telling him to watch for now. Having no free will, Death obviously has no say in the matter so he must abide by what they say, but that does not mean that he can't run/leap from building to building to keep up with the flight of the fliers and butt in whenever it looks like Unicorn Man is loosing. As of now though the fight seems to be pretty evenly matched, except of course for Unicorn's strength and speed advantage over 'the fake scientist', though all that could change in an instant if Dr. Everyone decides to come out and use his fire abilities to up his side in the playing field. Unicorn might be strong and fast but he isn't made out of the same stuff Death is and fire can easily be his acheeles heal in this fight, the only question is what will break Everyone in this 'dog fight'?
((again sorry its short...))

The unicorn flew up next to him, and rammed into him. Or, tried to. Dr.Everyone flew slightly above the unicorn when it tried ramming him. While he was over the unicorn, he pulled out his Micro-Spider container. He opened it, and poured them over the unicorn. About thirty (maybe a bit more) super small spiders fell out, gravity pulling them to the unicorn. If they successfully landed, they would begin shocking the unicorn as an annoying distraction, and attempt to crawl into the unicorns mouth and towards his stomach. If any were to make it passed the mouth, they would detonate, sending shrapnel into internal tissues, causing harmful damage and internal bleeding to the unicorn.

The Doctor, having released the spiders, flew forward, faster than he had been. He was approaching his top speed.

"Four miles to go. So far, so good."