The Meeting.

by **Hellhound** September 27th 2014, 6:31 pm

Saturday, 7:00 PM

Carson preps the building for a meeting with the group. Dusting the tables, picking everything up off of the floor, and washing the floors rigorously. Everything had to be perfect. He was dressed in one of his best suits, and a pair of purple suede shoes. You thought blue suede shoes were nice? You thought wrong. He had snacks and such prepared and the T.V. turned on. He walked into the kitchen and prepared a few drinks. "Hopefully, they like wine." he said. He sat them on a tray and put them on the bar table. He sat down, took a swig, and waited for the Guardians to start piling in.

After a few minutes, he had downed his drink and began getting bored. He was the leader, but it didn't mean he was professional. He went into the elevator and went outside for a bit. He picked up another bottle of wine, and some stuff to make some pasta for when anyone got hungry. He was pretty much out of money, so he went back into the building and into the kitchen. He started boiling the pasta while he waited once more.

He had finally finished cooking, and there was at least 15 minutes until the meeting started. He walked into the training area and began practicing his hand-to-hand. He plucked two knives off of the wall and began hacking and slashing at a dummy. Putting the knives back, he let his tentacles flow out of his back. One on the left lashed the head off of a dummy, and one on the right broke another in half. He willed them back in and shadow-travelled back into the lobby. He had already killed the 15 minutes he had, and it was time.

by **Bonjove** September 27th 2014, 10:05 pm

Not a full minute passed by when something came into the lobby in a blur. The blur was going at superspeed and was surrounded by golden lighting. It figure inside the blur came into vision when it stopped in front of the leader of the team. The figure was a teenage boy at sixteen years old. He had a black hoodie zipped up. He had the hoodie up on his head and a red bandanna covering his face. This teen's name was Chris Mason or otherwise known as QuickKid. He gotten a invite to this group not long ago. He knew this was a chance to do some real good with his powers and rushed over here as fast as he can. This team can even help stop his sister that is causing a lot of trouble around lately. He looked around the area and nodded at the leader waiting for the others to get here.

by **Chellizard** September 27th 2014, 11:30 pm

"Ma'am! You cannot just take things from sleeping passengers!" angrily whispered a flight attendant as Uzma held her third bag of peanuts. The customary two bags per person rule was broken when Uzma had grabbed the unopened bag from her sleeping co-rider, and this particular flight attendant had noticed. Well, not noticed, more like witnessed the whole ordeal.

"Look, this guy was politely ignoring the bag of peanuts due to an allergy. I simply cannot let it go to waste, especially when I'm starved and I forgot to eat when I got on this plane in Los Angeles. As far as I'm concerned I'm the unsung hero, and you're the boy crying wolf," Uzma let all the sass hang out at this moment. The stewardess was pissed off now.

The Flight Marshal came to eye the situation, and now people were stirring. They were only twenty minutes away from their destination, and time was ticking faster than anticipated.

"Ma'am, is there a problem here?" asked the Flight Marshal, his badge bright and shiny gleaming into Uzma's oddly bright green irises.

"I don't think we do," she turned her head to look at the passenger to her left, the one she stole the peanuts from.

"This woman chose to steal your peanuts, sir," started the flight attendant as she looked to Uzma's flying buddy.

"Huh? I'm allergic to peanuts. I told her she could have them hours ago, but I guess she only wanted them now." the man found a chuckle rolling through him as he woke up. The flight wasn't that long, but it was nap worthy.

"Then there is no issue?" the Flight Marshal seemed annoyed with this particular stewardess. Based on her attitude, she was new to her job.

"No, sir! Thank you for your time, I'll be sure to announce next time I'm going to eat the peanuts given to me by my passenger," she then dumped the rest of the peanuts into her mouth and munched them into a paste and with a swig from a small bottle of orange juice, downed the morsel.

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The plane landed minutes later, and Uzma exited the terminal with a single bag around of her shoulders. She was under dressed for the Windy City and it's cool breezes. Simple jean shorts, and a plain t-shirt featuring the band 'A Day to Remember.' This shirt was vintage, but it was one she remembers growing up with. The older kids in her neighborhood had it when she was growing up, and so she found one online and got it with her first check that she had received. Well, after paying her rent and utilities bill.

She thumbed for a taxi, and pulled a crinkled piece of paper from her pocket before turning and walking away. She pulled out her phone and activated the GPS then punched in the address. Giving it a minute to calibrate, she started to walk toward the nearest back alley for a quick and easy transformation. These people were strangers. There was no need for them to know her real face yet.

At least, not yet. She would show up in full Alien get up, or not at all.

With her bag still on, a bright iridescent light erupted from her core and enveloped her from head to toe. The light became a sphere, and then molded to her skin. The mocha tinted skin started to become bleach white, and her hair became a long tendril that connected to her spine. Her bag rested against that gently, so it wasn't too bothersome.

The clothes she had on previously were just magically gone. The molecular makeup of her transformation masked the clothes and made them part of her flesh. When she transformed back to her normal self, her clothes would be there, too.

Taking flight, she followed her GPS, just flying in a straight path toward the destination. An open window was the perfect way to make her entrance. Flying low enough, she put her feet in first, and then slid in to only sit on the windowsil. She looked over to the other two, one being the leader, the other being another member like herself.

She had successfully made it to the Guardians Headquarters.

"Hi there," she said, her voice sound a lot like re-verb was added just for special effects.

"I guess not many people decided to show up?" stating the obviously, she glanced around and noticed the snacks, wine, and other assorted things in the room. This was... different, and a bit more homely than she expected the first gathering of people like... them would be.

She kind of liked it.

by **Entei** September 28th 2014, 1:17 pm

Stifling a yawn, the newest young member of Guardian rode to the top floor of the hotel in the Elevator. He scratched at his chest, feeling his nails grating against his skin through the thin cloth of his faded old AC/DC T-shirt. With his free hand, he reached into the left pocket of his ripped blue jeans, pulling out his Iphone. Funnily enough, to Entei at least, his work had paid quite a bit of money to buy him clothes that were already old and faded. Apparently, in London at least, this was the new look that drove all the young girls wild.

'Guess bad boys are making a come back...' Michael thought to himself as he casually flicked through many menus of his Iphone, looking for something to peak his interest on the surprisingly long trip. There was nothing. Letting out a sigh, he stuck his phone back into his pocket, before readjusting the strap to the messenger bag that laid across his back, and the sheath to his blue and gold Kurikara blade. With a soft ding, the elevator reached it's destination, allowing Michael passage into the meeting room. Stepping out, his first impression was...well, awkward, to say the least. He always thought he was weird with his tail, long sharp teeth, and elongated, elf like ears. The people here, at least one of them, suddenly made him feel much better about how he looked. Keeping his opinion to himself, however, he entered into the room the rest of the way, letting out a friendly wave as he did.

"Hello, I'm Entei." He said, giving his best smile. "It's a pleasure to meet you all."

by **Hellhound** September 28th 2014, 2:09 pm

As all of the members piled in, Carson led them each to the lobby area, motioning for them to all take a seat.

"Hello, everyone. As you may know already, I'm Carson. You may call me Hellhound. I see most of us have made it here already, so we may go ahead and begin, though I do expect more members to be arriving soon. I presume we can all go around and tell each other our abilities, and afterwards, we can talk about our plan of action. Who would like to go first?" he said and asked, reclining back in his chair.

Carson began thinking of what the future held for all of them. As a team, they would be stronger then they ever were by themselves. They were on the path to something great. The best part? He was leading it. The best feeling in the world. He slowly let his shadowy aura consume him on the couch, but left nothing over his eyes so he could see everyone.

[EDIT] OOC: It has been 72 hours since Bonjove has posted. He's gettin' skipped, just to be clear. Chelle, you may now post.

by **Chellizard** October 4th 2014, 2:25 am

Uzma, in her true alien form, stood up once she realized she was the only one here. Well, save for the leader guy. She rubbed the back of her head, her stark white skin likely drawing a lot of attention. She seemed to be wearing a head to toe spandex suit. The only mark of her gender was her apparent bosom. Even so, she wiggled her bare toes, her fingers stretching as well as she walked across the room toward the snack table. She leaned over for a moment before the doors opened, revealing another member.

"Just when I thought we would be alone," she started, turning to see the new arrival. She was halfway through shoving a cracker topped with spray cheese into her mouth before she coughed and sputtered. Her eyes widened out of surprise.

She knew this guy. And boy was she glad she decided to go full-on-alien. But, what was his name? Had she really forgotten it? She could dig into her backpack and check her phone, but she had left that stuff out on the fire escape to keep her identity from getting loose among these... strangers. Well, this one stranger. She still did not want this guy, he had introduced himself, Entei... She did not want Entei to know who she really was.

Her body's molecular structure recovered quickly from choking on the cracker, a set of gills opening on the sides of her throat so she could breathe while she took a few sips of water. Doing these two actions simultaneously must have looked very strange, but she was not going down against a cracker. She was supposed to be a protector of Earth! That was her job description, after all!

She nodded to the newcomer, still grasping for the name she had known him by before, and nodded his way.

"Pleased to meet you both as well," she said, forcing herself into a slight hover to follow them, rather than walking everywhere. She turned her attention to Hellhound once he chose to speak, introducing himself, and giving his real name; or a normal name, at least. Carson was average and is a popular male name on Earth, anyway.

Clearing her throat after Hellhound introduced himself, and explained little to nothing, he gave the word for them to introduce themselves and explain what they can do. Uzma decided it was best she go first, considering she was here first.

"All right, I'll be the first one, then." She chose to leave out her name, and would do so and fill in the blanks with the crap about her being an Alien and that she was sent here by her home 'planet.' Which is not all a lie.

Forming a triangle with her pointer fingers and thumbs, a ball of cosmic energy started to form in the center. She pulled her hands apart, the ball expanding. Her energy was an iridescent, almost translucent plasma. She could mold it, shape it, and create things with it. She chose to just create a ball and hold it in her hand before letting it expand and envelope herself, shielding her.

"I am the Aegis of Earth, and I do not yet have a name. I was sent here by my creators to protect this planet. I am a J'ziri. We are an Alien race that is born to create an Aegis for each planet with sustainable life. I am one of many. At least, I believe I am." Uzma truly did not know whether or not she was one of many, or all alone.

She allowed her energy to dissipate, the ball seemingly popping like a bubble around of her. The particles zoomed back to her skin, however, and molded back to her form.

by **Entei** October 4th 2014, 2:53 am

Entei stared blankly at the alien as she had begun choking on the cracker. He could hear the elevated beating of her heart as her eyes widened in surprise. It would be pretty clear to most intelligent people that Uzma was very obviously startled to see Entei. But, Entei wasn't exactly what one would call a genius, and thought nothing of it.

'She's probably as anxious as I am...' he thought to himself as he watched the, what he presumed to be a girl, struggle with the cracker she had been chewing on. He watched with his hands in his pockets as he waited for the episode to pass, which, thankfully it did before intervention was required.

He raised an eyebrow curiously as the girl levitated in mid air at the back of the trio. He had seen quite a few things slaying demons, but none of them levitated, he made a mental note to ask if such a power could be taught as he followed their 'leader' down a hallway, into what appeared to be a small lounge. Michael quickly found himself a seat on a couch, propping his feet up onto a nearby table. With his tail, he removed his sword, setting it next to the couch as he sat. The man, who had revealed himself Carson, with the moniker of Hellhound, had introduced himself, which had caused Michael to internally roll his eyes.

'Humans, even metas, always seem to go towards hell or demons when giving themselves threatening names. I wonder why?' He pondered on for a moment, before zoning back in to hear Uzma's introduction, as well a demonstration of her rather...unique abilities. He had also noticed that Carson had covered himself in a cloak of shadows, which caused him to raise another eyebrow in interest. Things were seemingly getting interesting here.

"Aegis of earth, eh? Guess we better not mess up then, would hate to ruin your reputation." Michael joked, removing his feet from the table, and leaning forward with a large grin on his face. He allowed there to be a moment of silence, before continuing with his own introduction. "As I said earlier, my name, or well my moniker, is Entei. My real name is Michael Krieger, I have no family left, so I have nothing to fear from you knowing my name." With his tail, he picked up his sword, placing it into his hands gently. "The truth is, I'm not a meta human. Like our Aegis friend here, I am a species entirely different. A half breed if you will. My father was a powerful demon, and my mother was a human woman, which explains my tail and rather feral features."

Drawing his sword quickly, he allowed his transformation to overwhelm him. His ears became longer, and more elf like in nature, giving him a very wild look right off the bat. His eyes seemed to become sharper, more aggressive, the black of his pupil starting to glow a bright, blood red. The tip of his tail ignited into brilliant blue flames, and two horns, made of the same blue flames appeared at the top of his head, sending sparks of fire wildly. The final part of the transformation, and the most showy, was the aura of fire that radiated off of him, seemingly coming from his very skin. The sword, in true fashion of following it's master, also seemed to have it's own source of the blue fire. Though he was engulfed in the blue flames, neither of the heroes in the room would be able to feel any heat, nor would any of the furniture in the room become engulfed in a blaze. The entire transformation, though extensive, took only the blink of an eye. After letting the duo absorb the sight of him, he slowly sheathed the sword back into it's wooden prison, letting himself go back to his normal features. Though, he did will the blue horns of fire to stay present.

"That's my true form." He said, placing the sword back to it's position next to the couch. "I can control those blue flames as an extension of my body. I can change the heat, shape, and even density of them if I so wish it."

by **Hellhound** October 4th 2014, 9:21 am

Entei and the Aegis had both shown him their powers already, and QuickKid had practically shown him his power already during his entrance. "So, an Aegis of Earth, a Half-Demon, a Shadowmancer, a Speedster, and some more to-be-named. Awesome. Well, I presume its my turn to demonstrate."

Carson backed away from the rest of the group. He shadow-travelled behind the Aegis, and back in front of her. "I have the ability to shadow-travel..." he said. He let a tentacle protrude from his back, grabbing a glass of wine and pulling to toward his hand, downing the drink after it had reached his hand.

Carson put the glass in his tentacle, tossed it into the air, and shot a Shadow Spike at it. The glass broke into a few large pieces. He walked into the kitchen and stomped his foot onto the ground. The lights flickered and momentarily, the whole kitchen was deprived of its light. He stomped his foot again, and the light returned. He walked back into the lobby and began to form a tiny ball of shadow in his hand. He tossed it back and forth, bounced it, stretched it, made it bigger, heavier, thinner, and just about everything he could think of doing with it. "I think that's it, yeah. Shadow-travel, Tentacles, Spikes, that little light thingy I did in the kitchen, and bending and using shadows to my will. Oh, yeah. I can also heal by absorbing shadows. That's the last one." he said.

"Alright. Now we need a plan of action. How things are gonna work around here, shit like that. We're a team, and I'm gonna need an idea from each of you. Let's start with you, Aegis."

OOC: Bonjove is officially out of the Guardians. New posting order is as follows: Me, Chelle, Entei, Jeisen.

by **Chellizard** October 12th 2014, 2:56 am

She was patient, but paced -well, floated- to one side of the room to put a bit of distance between herself and these two strangers. They would soon form an alliance, of course, but right now she wanted to trust them from a distance. She felt better like this, and it made her not want to flee. Her figure was very curvaceous, and despite there being no real nudity, her 'attire' was very suggestive. Her form was stock still, save for the rise and fall of her chest as she breathed. Her arms crossing just under her bosom.

She made a 'hmph' in reply to Entei's snide comment about her reputation. She barely had one as of now, and would only build one with this group of rag tag individuals. That is, if they actually kept their alliance.

"I have no real reputation yet, but thank you," the sarcasm was real that laced her tone of voice, and she meant it. Hushing herself, she gave Entei the floor and waited for him to go one after her own snide comment. He gave his moniker again, and then his real name. Then it hit her. She did know this guy. She had met him. Literally ran face first into him. And what's worse... they had hit it off really well. Really, really well. Almost too well. Her mind raced back to that day with him, and it was honestly only about two weeks ago. She had seen him two more times after that day, too. But then she had gotten a text from him, and it was not exactly the nicest text in the world. It had said this: "Hey, Uzma. I know this is short notice, but I have to go on a trip, and I don't know for how long. Its not that I don't think you're important to me, but...this is more important than you. So, I'll see ya when I see ya."

Anger struck Uzma down to the core, and she had to fight tears that tried to well up in her eyes. More important than her, huh? This group? Really? Half of her knew she was being irrationally over dramatic about this whole scenario, but the emotional girl part of her wanted the boy to just want her, and nothing else in the world. She had to keep herself together, and the realization that Entei was more than just a boy with odd features came to her. He was some kind of demon with a skill set all his own. He finally unsheathed the sword he had been carrying around. Entei's whole appearance changed. He became more feral in the looks category, and Uzma had to admit it was a good look. Every time she saw his face, rage started to build up within her. She was in awe of his power, but that was no excuse for how he had just dismissed her so easily.

She kept her cool through Carson's show of power, and jumped a little when he shadow stepped behind then in front of her again. Her levitating form shifting in place from the startle. The rest of his powers were drowned out by her thoughts. As soon as he was finished, and asked for an idea from Uzma, she immediately took action. She stopped hovering and placed her feet on the ground and started to walk straight toward Entei.

As she walked, her white skin started to fade away until it became a rich mocha, and her previous clothes appeared in place of her suggestive 'attire.' Tears were in her eyes, but she had no words right now. She then rose her hand and slapped Entei right across the face just as a sob hitched in her chest and the tears spilled over. She was no longer the stark white alien girl. She was simple Uzma, the hurt girl that had been left in Los Angeles on hopes and dreams of, what could have been, a proper relationship.

"More important than me, huh?" she said after a few moments of much needed silence.

She was sure Carson was rather taken aback by this whole situation, and an explanation would obviously come soon. Anyone that was watching just needed to grab some popcorn, because this was about to get more real than the real world.

by **Entei** October 12th 2014, 3:34 am

After his display, Entei had sunk back into the comfortable backing of the couch, watching with mild interest as Carson showed of his shadow movement, as well as his manipulation over them. It was an interesting power, for sure, but Michael was not sure how practical a power that could be beaten by a cell phone was. In all honesty, Entei had zoned out halfway through the display. He had gotten the gist of his powers, and something else was busying his mind. Since he walked into the hotel, a very familiar, though incredibly unique scent, had caught his attention. The problem was, he couldn't remember where he knew the scent from, and from his distance, he couldn't tell where it was coming from. He made a mental note to sniff around later, quite literally, and hope that jogged his memory.

"...Let's start with you, Aegis." Was the first thing the young demon heard as he came back into the real world. His eyes drifted to the alien girl who floated in the corner, a great deal from the group. His simple assessment had been trust issues, which he didn't blame her for, he barely trusted anyone in this room as it was. Raising an eyebrow, he watched with mild enthusiasm as the girl stopped her levitation, and started walking towards him. That enthusiasm quickly turned to shock, as he realized where that scent was coming from. His eyes widened, his heart quickened, and he made an audible gulping noise as the alien began to transform. It was Uzma. He had hit it off with an alien. A nervous laugh escaped from his throat, which he internally cursed when he saw the tears in her eyes, heard the soft sob, and felt the hand make contact with his face. He tilted his head with the blow, feigning a yelp of pain. After the text he had sent her, he could at least fake the pain, even if his thick demon skin kept him from actually feeling it.

"More important than me, huh?" As she spoke, Entei raised a hand to his cheek, gently touching the place where she had it. His eyes flickered up to her, and he let out a soft sigh. Rising from the couch, he stood in front of her, looking her directly in the eyes as he began to speak, sticking his hands in his pockets. He may have been a demon, but he was still an awkward teen.

"Uzma...." He started trailing off slightly. As if this wasn't already awkward enough, he could feel the eyes of Carson on him. Just what he needed, an audience. "I guess I wasn't the only one keeping a secret about my birth. Your disguise is much better, though." With another sigh, this one much heavier, he lowered his head for a moment, basking in the shame, before returning his gaze to Uzma. "I get that your probably mad, and you probably feel like I'm a dick, but I did what I did for you. I'm a demon, as you now know. Not only that, I hunt demons, I protect people, and because of that I have a lot of enemies. I felt us getting closer, so I tried to cut it off to protect you from those enemies. How was I suppose to know your an alien with kick ass powers?" Slowly, he raised a hand to her cheek, trying to place it there, and rub a tear away with his thumb. "I am sorry, if that means anything?"

by **Jeisen** October 12th 2014, 5:53 am

With his boots holding him to the ceiling, Jeisen could watch the whole affair in silence. At first he wasn't quite sure he was in the right place, but after the displays of power and tempers Jeisen could see that this was indeed, a superhero group. Sneaking into the house wasn't difficult between his phasing and ability to go invisible. The spot on the ceiling however, was just to make sure that he didn't get stepped on. So hellhound could manipulate shadows? Jeisen had seen that first hand in action when that banked was robbed by the meta group. It seemed like a useful ability to him. Entei's power was also familiar with Jeisen. He had seen the kid produce flames hot enough to melt through cars. Damn near got singed himself when they fought the lightning devil, raikou. Aegis though, was brand new to him. It was some sort of plasma that was being harnessed to create new shapes.

Nolan: "the atoms in whatever she is controlling are going crazy. Never seen such a fluid plasma state outside of a star"

Jeisen: "really? Then record it for later. We will have to see what it can really do"

The short conversation taking place entirely with in the helm to avoid making any noise. Not that there was any real reason to be steathly after figuring out this wasn't some sort of trap. Jeisen just preferred to be... Low key in almost any situation. It let him collect data and analyze his surroundings in peace.

But even Jeisen was surprised by that slap aegis gave. Looks like those two have a past history of some sort? Possible romantic with the phrase "more important to me huh?" Well looks like a little drama was starting in the group already. Not the best way to get things started off. Least poor sap made a heartfelt apology. For a son of a demon he was a real push over when it came to girls it seems. Then again, who isn't for some hot alien chick?

Nolan: "might as well make an entrance now"

Jeisen couldn't help but agree. He dropped the invisibility function of his suit as he dropped to the floor. Spinning in the air, he landed in the middle of the room with a small thud in a crouched position. Rising slowly, he stood up in his full armored suit and cloak. After pausing for a second he rubbed the back of his head

"Sorry I'm late. Looks like the right place though. Nice to meet you all, I'm Jeisen for those that don't know"

Nolan came out from user his cloak about the size of a baseball and floated next to Jeisen

Nolan: "thanks for the introduction as well... I'm Nolan! Neutronic operation & logistical automatic network!"

Jeisen sighs softly before raising a hand to point at his little not so helpful helper of a bot

"And this is Nolan."

by **Hellhound** October 12th 2014, 2:25 pm

Stunned, Carson stood in the middle of awkwardness. Two things happened, and very quickly at that. The Aegis... What was her name? Uzma. Uzma had slapped Entei. Carson gasped, his mouth agape. He glared at Uzma and Entei. His gaze was soul-piercing.

"Both of you, that is enough." he told them. "Uzma, if that's your name, you need to calm down. That was uncalled for." he said.

Just then, someone or something had dropped from the ceiling. On instinct he formed a shadow spike in his hand, but then let it coat his hand and retreat back into his body. It was just Jeisen.

"Nice, you made it. Sorry you had to walk into... Well, that." he told him.

He walked between Uzma and Entei. "If you're gonna act like a child, Uzma, then I'm gonna treat you like one. Go take a seat over there." he said, pointing at the couch on the right of the table. "Entei, you sit here." he said, patting the seat of the table on the left.

"For right now, you two are in time-out. I don't wanna hear you speak unless its to me. Got it? Okay. Uzma, I want an explanation for this. Now." he demanded. He took a seat on the couch to the right, just in case Uzma lashed out, and crossed his legs, folding his arms at his chest.

by **Chellizard** October 13th 2014, 1:27 am

"Michael," she said, a sort of tenderness in her tone now. She whimpered back the sobs, and blinked away the tears. Well, she tried. Her chest was filled with a tightness that felt all new, but also appropriate. She listened to everything he had to say, and made sure to ignore any other eyes on her. It was easy after all, she had Entei's attention finally. She was also a bit ashamed of herself for her own reaction, and she wanted nothing more than to just forgive him right then and there. Her heart sank when his eyes turned away from her's and looked to the floor. This only brought on heavier waterworks, her soft sobs and sniffles being the only real sounds she made.

Once his hand touched against her cheek, she leaned her face into his hand and sighed, happier now than a few moments ago. The comment about her being a 'badass' alien chick made her chuckle a bit, breaking the tears down to only watery eyes. She cracked a smile and kissed his palm, her lashes batting away any stray tears as she looked up at him through the ends of those thick lashes. The look was almost sultry, and she was about to open her mouth and speak when Carson broke them apart.

The sound of someone hitting the floor made Uzma jump, and her appearance changed again. It was much quicker this time. Her skin became the stark white, and her sclera became black as coal. This transformation was much quicker due to the heightened emotional state she was in. She was also getting the hang of transforming quicker than usual, seeing as she needed to take care of Los Angeles more often than not.

Her attention fell upon Jeison, the newest addition to their band of misfit toys. Oddly enough, this newcomer had his own misfit toy, and he had a name: Nolan. The little helper bot was adorable, but Uzma had no time for that. Carson decided to play mommy and daddy of the group and settle this in the worst way possible, especially since the situation was already handled... well, sort of. There was a lot of talking that needed to happen now, and she was definitely going to talk to Michael about it. Just as soon as Carson was done exerting his authority everywhere.

"Excuse me? I'm likely older than you, buck-o. I'm also capable of things I neglected to share with you, and I will not be treated like a child when slapping someone is not childish. Especially if you have no God damn idea what is going on between me and Michael. So, the person that needs a time out, is you." she had started to float into the air as she spoke, orbs of her energy forming around of her. About eight balls of the cosmic plasma circled her, and they began to spin rapidly in a circular motion around of her waist, alike to a hula hoop-- if it had a mind of it's own.

She had no idea she was doing this, and the air in the room seemed to become stale, and void of humidity as the balls whirled faster and faster around of her. She was pissed.

by **Entei** October 13th 2014, 1:45 am

"What do you think this is?" Entei asked, taking a step towards Carson, making himself seem more imposing than before. "You are not our boss, believe it or not. I agreed to join a team, not some glorified method for you to assert some dominance that you think you possess. Maybe you didn't hear me before, I'm a demon. I dunno if you know this, but one thing tends to happen when humans try to control us, they end up dead." Letting out a sigh, and rubbing the bridge of his nose, Michael let out an internal sigh as the familiar scent of Jeisen reached his nose before he heard the boys armor hit the ground. Great, more company for this display.

"Hello, Jeisen." Michael said, cocking his head to the side for a moment. He was about to continue into Carson, when Uzma began talking. Entei may not have had much experience with the opposite sex, but he had enough to know when a woman was angry. And Uzma? Well, she definitely qualified into the angry topic. As he noticed her transformation, and the orbs of energy beginning to form, he knew he had to step in. 'Wasn't this suppose to be a friendly meeting? Of heroes?' he wondered to himself silently as he sprang into action.

Quickly, almost instinctively, Entei's tail lashed out behind him, grabbing his sword and tossing it in an arc over his shoulder, into his outstretched hand. With a simple flick of his thumb, the sword unsheathed, but he didn't draw it, all he needed after all was access to his fire. He stared for a brief moment as the balls of energy began to take their final shape, and he had to admit, they looked pretty cool. Though, not nearly as cool as his powers. With the sword unsheated, his transformation overtook him again, and he used his thumb to keep the blade from clicking back into place.

"Enough!" He said in a commanding tone, snapping his fingers. With the loud noise, a small spark began on the floor between Uzma and Carson, before spreading wildly across the room. In the blink of an eye, a wall of fire had formed. Spreading from wall to wall, and rising to connect the ceiling to the floor, the demonic blue flames cast an eerie glow onto the room and it's inhabitants. Though, once again, they felt no heat, and could not hear the usual crackling sound of wood on fire. At least for now, the fire appeared to not be burning down the room. "A fight is not going to solve anything. Just let it go, Uzma, Carson, we can settle this with our words alone. I don't wanna have to have Jeisen help me restrain you two, but I will. But, that would be violent, and rough, and I may have to lay hands...on..." Entei zoned out for a moment, having the usual perverse thoughts a teenage boy would have in this situation. "Ya'know what, actually, maybe we should restrain them Jeisen. Dibs on Uzma."

by **Jeisen** October 13th 2014, 4:51 pm

Jeisen: "Nolan scan, identify and analyze those balls right now. See that form shift? I'm telling you, its an entire plamic state that she is resting in."

Nolan: "Whatever this energy I am reading from both those balls and her core are one and the same. Whatever she is using is... Her? Its not quite easy to identify here ya know. Its signatures are a lot alike that of a star. Will she collapse when she gets angry? That could be dangerous."

Jeisen: "Lets not find out right now"

This short little conversation all took place within Jeisens helm as he began to reach into his cloak. With a small clicking noise, Jeisen drew out what looked like a one of those old fashioned German grenades. He threw it down in the middle of the room as he walked over to Hellhound. He didn't care that hellhound was trying to do whatever he was trying to do. Jeisen wasn't really paying attention, but things were getting a little out of hand now. If anyone was reading the energy spikes in this area, this place would be off the roof. Between the girls energy and that wall of fire, this place might be a time bomb just waiting to happen.

The small device created a shield that split the room in half, with Jeisen and carson on one side and Alien girl, Entei and... Nolan? on the other side. The shield was much like the fire as it lined up right with it. This was just more for show then actually anymore help. No need to actually blow up the place somehow.

Jeisen: "Nolan, what are you doing? Get back over here"

Jeisen spoke through his filtered voice helm in an exasperated tone. How did Nolan even manage to slip onto the other side?

Nolan: "No, im scanning"

Scanning those energy balls to be exact. The tiny little robot floated in the air as he began to take scan after scan of the floating thingy. Jeisen just sighed once more as his own damn robot decided that it wasnt going to listen to him... again.

To be honest though, he was curious about what ever those things were. That type of energy, if harnessed, well... it could power a lot of new devices far easier then anything else Jeisen could get his hands on. But at the same time, he would not want to harness it if it was "her" It would hit to close to home as him using his own energy to power items. Would just feel wrong in the end, like he was treating her like just an energy source.

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