Super Hero RPG

[TyrantTR]

Nick lowered his brow in annoyance, pointing a finger at Kevin. "Be thankful I saved your *** from these vultures, Kevin." he said. "I'm not exactly the most popular guy around town, any time I take a walk in the park I could have a sniper on me, a thank you would be a good thing to say instead of this ungrateful crap." Nick looked deeper at Kevin and the destruction around the area. He turned his head to look at a police man, "Get a medic over here, this kid might need some help." he commanded. The cop nodded, turning and going to get medical help.

[C S]

"Right- Right." Kevin said, holding his head. "As if I couldnt just disappear before they pulled the trigger" He mumbled to himself...

[TyrantTR]

"How do you get yourself into this crap?" Nick said, running his hands through his hair. "We're going to have to make one hell of a cover story. We might even need to move you out of town based on what happened."

[C S]

"Like hell!" SpeedFreak snapped. "No one knows about my powers, and Ive been seen fighting...stuff...before... I was just here..at the right time...outside my home.."

[TyrantTR]

"Yes but this thing OBVIOUSLY knows where you live." Nick snapped. "If you care at all for your family, you and them should comply with what we say."
A man dressed in police gear came over with a suitcase sized first aid kit. "We're ready when you are sir." the man said.

[C S]

"My family and my...hobby...dont coincide. Ever. Leave the symbiote to me- or rather- if you really wanna be useful, have your hulk busters posted" SpeedFreak said. "I still have your card- Ill call you when we meet again. If things really get bad...well... I try not to think about it." The costumed hero turned to the officer and said simply "The mask stays on unless I have a concussion...in which I use it as an ice pack or something..."

[TyrantTR]

"So it was a symbiote." Nick murmured, half expecting it. "Regardless of your lack of fear for your family's safety we will still need to take you in for debriefing. And I'm sorry to say we won't leave the symbiote to you. If you get in the way I can't entirely ensure your safety. So DON'T get in the way." Nick smirked, turning and walking away, the medic guided Kevin to a nearby bench, and had him sit on it. He took a knee, opening his suit case. "So, any specific source of pain?"

[C S]

SpeedFreak glared at Nick, though his mask maintained a callous expression. He said to the man "...Everywhere... I dont think anything's broken"

[TyrantTR]

"If nothings broken then I don't think you'll be needing much." he said as he reached into the suitcase pulling out a few cold packs. He handed them to Kevin, as well as giving him a roll of gauze. "I don't know where it hurts most to you so Ill just leave it up to you to put those where you want, simply put the cold pack where it hurts and wrap gauze around it too hold it in place. I'd suggest you don't move too much for a bit, and if any joints or bones hurt you see a doctor." The medic closed his suit case, he was obviously a bit shocked by the whole experience so he really wasn't thinking to deep into his job. Two SHIELD agents walked up to Kevin, both with weapons that looked straight out of a science fiction movie. "Kevin, were going to have to ask you to follow us."

[C S]

"No time to get patched up?" Kevin said slyly to the agents, holding up the ice pack and gauze in his hands..

[TyrantTR]

"You can do it in the car." One of the Agents replied, motioning towards the crowd of police with his gun. "Get up, we have a lot of questions that need answers."

[C S]

"Right then.." Kevin said, disappearing, a blurry streak left in his wake, appearing by the car the agents mentioned, opening the door and stepping into it. Atleast the fight didnt affect his power too much...

[TyrantTR]

The Agents stepped into the car, one taking the passenger seat, the other taking the drivers seat. They looked back at the boy. "Nice show." one said, the other one butted in, "I wouldn't do it again, we have itchy trigger fingers." They waited as another car pulled out into the street before driving, yet another car pulled out behind them, guarding the middle car well, just in case the symbiote came back.

[C S]

"Trust me. You pull the trigger and I bash the door off this thing faster than you can blink. It would take slightly longer for me to leave." SpeedFreak said as he slipped an ice pack under his suit's shirt, sighing contently with the cold...

[TyrantTR]

The SHIELD agent smirked, not saying anything just turning his gaze back on the road. "So how did this whole thing start?" the one in the passenger seat questioned. "Did you have any previous encounters with this symbiote?"

[C S]

"Im sure you know Jake Ivory Stewart? His sybiote found a new host after Jake...departed. That new host is what attacked. Its how it knows me..." SpeedFreak replied. "My mom's probably worried sick about me..." he added, propping his legs up onto the car seat and lying down...

[TyrantTR]

The agent in the passenger seat raised an eyebrow, looking back. "That was Nightmare?" he questioned.

Adam crawled into the corner of the rooftop. It was the same rooftop he had been thrown off. This was where it all began. He propped himself up in the corner, clutching the side of his head, sobbing. This thing, this MONSTER was inside of him, it was tearing his life apart. He just beat the hell out of that kid, after killing one of his friends. Not only was he doomed to being some sort of creature, he was a total A**-WIPE. Because the whole time he fought that kid, with each blow, and jump, and punch, he realized the power of what he had. And what killed him the most was that he ENJOYED every moment of that fight. This thing was screwing with his mind. It longed to turn him into something he was not meant to be, and as far as he was concerned it succeeded in that mission, without a problem. Adam thought back to the kid, that he shot, and Kevin, whom he just got into a super hero kung fu fight with in his own house, and he was just trying to apologize to the kid.
Relax friend, for now we are out of danger, though those SHIELD scumbags are probably after us, I will protect you from them.
"DON'T CALL ME FRIEND!" Adam screamed, slamming his fist into the roofs surface, and throwing his head back.
Open your eyes, fool, we are stuck together, for the rest of your pitiful existence. You can either cope with this or act like you are now. Personally I don't care because eventually, and we all know, you will be so much more, you will be just like me.
"No..." Adam muttered under his breath. He was trying to convince himself it was wrong, but sad thing is, it was right.
Yes Adam, no longer will you refer to me as this thing inside you. You will learn that we are not two separate things but one whole being, one entity in itself, an unstoppable force. Without me you were a bottom feeder, with me, you've been bumped to the top of the food chain. As long as you don't fight it.
"GET THE HELL OUT OF MY HEAD" Adam turned, accidentally hitting his head on the side of the wall he had propped himself up again. He needed to get this thing out.
Adam and the voice inside him argued for a few more minutes, before Adam finally passed out on the roof top, asleep. The day took a toll on him, he needed his rest. But the alien inside him was sure to turn his dreams, into night mares.

[Doc 42]

The Hornet wordlessly stepped forward, scanning around the room, committing the data to memory. It was interesting how they had so many projects in the one enclosed space... He liked what he saw though. If he was lucky, he could start working on more of the designs he had taken from Neeblestrix. His bass rifle was gone, but he might be able to rebuild it, or construct another suitable weapon.

[C S]

"No, Maelstrom" Kevin said, saying Maelstrom with a sarcastic over tone. "By the looks of it, the host doesnt have control over it... one second he's all appologetic and crap, next thing you know, he's gone alien sterroid addict on you...but then again, he could be schizophrenic..."

A man with tan/ brown skin approached the robot, in an over coat like everyone else, but a black stripe on the sleeve made him stand out, a project superviser. "Well well, I must say that its a pleasure to meet you in person..." The man said. His voice revealed him to the man who spoke over the intercom. He was bald and in his hand was a clip board. He motioned to a reserved space not too far from the elevator. There was a table, like you'd see in a doctor's examination room, a rack of assorted tools next to it. There was a tray of sheet metal and mechanical components, such as wires, cogs and so on. A service drone stood by the rack, ready to offer assistance to the android. "Now then, if you'd make your way to your work station, you can begin repairing yourself, and answer our mounting questions..." Nexus high command listened in on the conversation with an inconspicuous microphone tucked in the man's coat, barely detectable amongst all the technology in the laboratory...

[TyrantTR]

"Hmm..." the agent said, taking the information in. He typed some notes down on a computer built into the front of the car, before looking back. "Do you know this, Maelstrom's new host in any personal way?"