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jon noticed Jaime's fall. [b]"s***!"[/b] He thought. If I over-use this, if I abuse this, people will just get hurt, not only the others, but myself as well. Jon took in a deep breath and nodded a bit softly. "Deal." He nodded once more, in a quicker and fuller pattern to confirm it. With a flashed smile, Jon ran past Drake and did a quick Back-pat to give warning that this building was about to fall over from take-off time. Jon ran up to the siding, leaping forth, nearly flying at the meteor and thrusting his arm back to swing it with all his might. So much destructive force.
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Drake smirked after the signal and watching Jon sprint off, "this could be fun." drake thought as he alkso dashed forward and leaped into the air, the large dragon like arms also pushed off the building, the building from the force of the 2 hits collapsed, Drake threw his dragon like fists forward all the individuals moves seemed to impact the meteor at the same time, the resulting impact cause the meteor crumble into mmillions of small bits.

"Simulation passed."

Drake landed on the ground panting. "No sweat..." He said sarcasticlly.

"Great work everyone" came that sinister deep voice, "you will all be very u.s..e...f....u-" The deep voice seemed to cut out, suddenly the black man wearing all black appeared, and again the world began freezing and glitching.

"Follow me, or succumb to being a puppet, I offer you freedom." The black man then opened a portal and walked through it teleporting him to the cave.
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"Well well." Synth said, having his bow disperse and picking up Jaimie; he knew one of the strength nuts would be better suited but seeing as they just punched out a meteor they'd probably be tired. "Seems if we'll finally get some answers." Synth said, Jaimie was most likely unconscious by now and was now slung over Synth's shoulder. Synth walked through the portal like this was all routine for him; he and Jaimie ended up in a cave with another and Synth started looking around with one eye from his bed, seeing if Jaimie was ok.
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Drake watched the man, panting and struggling to stand, Drake's dragon like arms dissapeared "W-Wait!", but the man ignored him. "I don't know about the rest of you...but I'm sick of this...Let's get some answers Drake followed Synth in. Drake then seemed to black out, upon awakening heslowly opened his eyes. He, like the others were in beds in a cave. "What-What....the..." drake said into his oxygen mask as he slowly sat up, his head surprisingly didn't hurt. as he tried to take his oxygen mask off he was stopped.

"That wouldnt be wise." Said the man in black. "All of you, leave your masks on for a few minutes. Now we need to get a move on. The man in black was fully covered only his eyes and hair could be seen. He stood in the middle and in front of all the beds.
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Damian jolted up from his bed in the cave. His vision was blurry and started to clear up. He noticed first thing that he had a breathing mask but didn't take it off. He then started to get a headache again and started to re-experience what happend with the others. All that he could remember is that he sent a sharp stalagmite-like rock at the meteor, but he also could've sworn it was a boulder. After, he noticed the black man and felt like he was going to be killed like the other voice said. But, when he heard of there being freedom, Damian fllowed but still had suspicion. and everythin went black after that.

Now, he was on a bed much like the first one he was on and he noticed the others there too. He then got up and noticed the black man in front of them all. "What's going on?" he said aloud. "Why are we in this cave?" he felt a tiny jolt in his mind, signalling he was having a headache again, but this time, it felt minor tha the other ones.
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Jaime awoke from falling unconscious, but he was in a different place now. He took of a mask that he was wearing, but then herd a voice saying that it would be better if he kept it on. "Where...where am I" Jaime asked as he looked around and as he put the mask back on. He saw all the previous people from before also in the same place. As he looked he caught sight of Synth, they met eyes and Jiame smiled. Signaling that he was fine, even though he was a little exhausted. All Jaime could remember before he fell unconscious was Synth picking him up. He then looked even more to find a man in black clothing. The one who told him to put the mask back on. "Where are we" Jaime asked. "As a matter of fact, who are you."
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Ralph sat up in his bed, feeling slightly more rested than his was earlier. He looked around at the other beds and saw that they all contained the people he spotted on the computer screen. "Well it's about time the rest of you finished the simulation." he said sarcastically with a smirk. Ralph turned his attention back to the strange man that had reappeared in the cave. "So...guide. Are we entitled to an explanation now that the whole gang is here?" he asked as he swung his legs over the side of the bed. He continued to sit there on the side of the bed waiting for the man's response.
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The mystrious man faced the group that were now all in attendance.

"You all, as you now know, have a gift. This gift, is known to be a mutation, whether it was from birth and inherited, or from experiences and taught, you all have these gifts for a reason." The man than walked in the oposite direction to the group, he lifted his arm in the air causing the cave to light up. The man then turned back.

"I was not the one who created that simulation. I merely Hacked and entered it to bring you all here. The man or men, I should say, that took you there and entered you all in the simulation, were the Agents. The Agents are an organization formed in secrecy from the public, they consist of the most elite trained martial artists and fighters in the world, however, even with their might, they could not compare to the supernaturally gifted. Their origial intention was to test their own suboordinates to try and grant them superpowers, however, they failed. You were the second group taken by them, it's lucky I took you from them otherwise, you would all be by now, puppets. You wouldn't think for yourselves, their will would be your bidding." The mysterious man then walked forward a bit and moved his arm to his right, suddenly a table appeared with all their former clothes and weapons on it.

"Here are your things. Now, as for why I've brought you here and why I didn't simply allow you to be brainwashed is simple...I have a task for you all. You all may not know but over the last few years an organization has come to surface, they have successfully managed to create devices that allow for superhuman abilities to be used by their suboordinates. The group is known as, "Mu-Tech".

The man than put his arm forward revealing a hologram of a short man with a bald patch and a long torn white coat, he also wore glasses and had sharp elf like ears.

"This man is named, Trek. You can find him in Locomo Town not to far from here I want you to find him, he will fill you in on what you need to know about "Mu-Tec-"

[color="#0000FF"]"Shut up!" Drake called whilst his mask remained on. Drake took the mask off and stood up. "Why should we even consider this! Who the hell are you?! And we're supposed to go by your word!?"[/color]

[color="#0000FF"]Suddenly Drake started panting heavily his heart started beating rapidly.

"Wh-What..."[/color]
"Put your mask back on. You're going into shock."

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Drake put the mask back on and fell tot he bed panting heavily.[/color]

"Only one more minute then you can take them off." The man then walked to the computer and began typing. "As for me, my name is Samus, and I will be your guide. Any Questions?"
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Jon sat up. [i]"Who am I?"[/i] He thought to himself, checking his self-awarness before worrying about the others or his current situation. [i]"I am Jonathon Spradfield and at some time, I lived in a nice house all alone... my ambitious parents felt they had to give up everything to persue their dream jobs, but were to nice to put me up for adoption. End ressult, I was left with an uncle-drug addict once a week and home-alone the rest of the week. This lead me to grow strong independence and taught me to rely on my own devices."[/i] He finished his inner-question and sat up.
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The Man looked at Jon specifically, "I know all about you, and everyone else here, your pasts, your beliefs. Just know that the former life and possibly your former beliefs, must be thrown into the wind, if you are to srvive my tasks."

Drake finally sat up still panting slightly. The man looked up at a clock that appeared on the roof of the cave.

"Okay you can take your masks off."

Drake slowly took his mask off he then straight away leaped off the bed and dashed at the man tjumping at him attempting to spear tackle him. Samus payed no attention and continued to look at Jon whilst Drake jumped literally through Samus. and hit his head against the wall. Drake rubbed his head and tured to Samus.

"What the...."

"Hot-Headed, there was no chance I was going to reveal myself to any of you at this point. here I'm a hologram. Pay attention Ralph, this cave is real, however, in this form I am not. The Kunai I threw at you before was also fake, not the other way around."

Samus then looked at the whole group. "If there are any further questions ask me now."
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"Why us" Jaime said as he took of his masked. "Why didn't you save the other group." Jaime then stood up and stretched a little because he felt stiff. He then walked to the table were he got his clothes and put it on. He felt better with his clothes on, instead of the pure white that he was wearing. He then looked slightly to the left were he saw a scythe. He picked it up and stared as it for a while until he realized that it was his scythe. So he decided to start swinging it. At first his swings looked rusty, but after a while they looked more smooth. "Either way, I in if the rest of them are in." Jaime told Samus. "At least I will have friends here, unlike my use to be life."
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Jon sat up and took off his mask. He walked over to his clothes and walked deeper into the cave to change. He let his thoughts trail off as he listened to the conversation between the strange holo-gram man and the others. He pulled his shirt down and walked out. His hair was played with a little, but he left it to it's usual. "I have a question, sir." Jon walked back to his bed and sat on it , crossing his legs indian style and folding his arms to show he was serious. "If you know so much, and this orginization know all about our powers. Then they would have at least checked us for signs of what we had. This data would probably be stored digitally. You can hack their server and make holo-grams, why not search for that file that may or may not exist and tell me what the f*** I am..."
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Damian took off his mask as he heard the order that he can. As he got up, he noticed his clothes from before this event, which was a dress shirt with a tie, dress pants, and black shoes. This was his attire for his former private school, since he ran away from that thug from his old town trying to get the Nirto1 chemical. As he rummaged through his pockets, he still had the syringe filled with the chemical as well as the formula. When he stuffed them into his pocket, he noticed something else there. In his pocket was the handle to a sword, but the blade had been extracted. He then noticed the Black man and his partner and heard his speech. "Well then, if you know possibly much about the Agents. Why are we kidnapped and sent to this simulation?" he asked. "I mean, there has to be more people with powers like we possibly have."
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Samus nodded after hearing damian. " Yes there are others like you, the Agents observe everyone. They chose you all for a reason, why that reason is, I don't know, he must have saw something in you'se that others didn't have. The simulations were designed to help you awaken your power. it was only an intense moment that such an occuring could happen."

Samus took the questions in. "The first group, I had no control over. At this point, my knowledge and skills in both technology and experience were intermediate, I wasn't able to. You could say you are the lucky ones. It's good to hear."

Drake stood up and rubbed his head with an angered look. "Hmph. Fine I'm in to." He then smirked. "it does sound fun really."

After hearing Jon's question, Samus replied.

"Useful." Samus folded his arms. "Without your gift, you'd be another lost soul destined to just wander, To have a meaningful purpose, is to truly exist. Now, all of you stay together and head out into the desert beyond this cave, about 20km down you willr each Locomo Town and Trek. Also for your own protection, If you'd like to know who does and does not work for Mu-Tech, simply observe them, a suboordinate within Mu-tech will have one aspect of themselves robotic. Their shoes, their gloves even an accessory."

Samus then pointed to outside the tunnel of the cave. "20km I will keep in touch. Goodbye for now." Samus then dissapeared.
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Tristan snatched his things up from the pile. His clothes were mot so important, but his knife was. It had been his fathers. At least... that's what he thought. It was all very confusing to him. So many things not making any sense at all. Even that whole simulation thing. Why use a meteor? Why not something cliche like a train wreck, or a plane plummeting from the sky. He still couldn't make sense of what happened. What he did. He woke with the rest, but was gone before they even realized he was there. The only thing that rushed through his mind at that moment was [i]I need to run.[/i] Then, [i]what's stopping you?[/i]

So, he ran. To that place he could sense even then, a somewhat annoying and nagging feeling the back of his head. There was a slight tug, a brief period that felt like he was falling, then... nothing. He was floating in... emptiness. A handful of rock like chunks the size of minivans drifted around and the how place was dark, like twilight with heavy cloud cover. From that place,[i]Parallel[/i] popped into his head, he vaguely, distortedly watched the rest if them tackle the rock. Whoop-ti-do for them. He ended up back in the cave with the rest of them when the simulation ended. Feeling like crap and having a slight longing to go back to that place.

"So he claims to have rescued us from the big bad," Tristan commented, speaking up, "then tells us it's our job to fight his fight, and orders us to march 20 klicks to a random town. Anyone else have a problem with all that?"
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"Hmph. Listen kid." Drake began as he put his long leather black pants, white singlet and furred hooded jacket on, and put his long black katana behind his back. Drake then headed for the exit of the cave to the desert enviornment. "We dont know anything, other than what he told us, whoever these Agents and Mu-Tech guys are, they know we exist, whether we choose to ignore it only adds to the possibility that we're going to be killed as targets. But whatever I'd do it all myself if I have to."

Drake was cocky and overconfident but definatly determined, he continued to walk onto the desert secretly hoping slightly that the others would join him.

[size="4"]Drake then suddenly stopped. He looked up as he heard a chopping noise, in the vast distant an image came clear, a black helicopter was heading to their direction. as it got closer it was obvious there was a ladder hanging from the flying helicopter and a figure was hanging off it.[/size]


Drake turned to face those still in the cave. "Hey guys you might wanna come out here!"
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"The way that man put it, the way it appears to me. This must be my fight too. I'm not just some innocent by-stander, I have this very useful new toy and I'm going to use it to keep myself and others out of their reach, ya'hear me?" Jon asked, wondering if the other people noticed what he said. He listened to drake as he hopped off his bed. He began to hear a noise as he walked to the outside and noticed something far off, like a helicopter. With Jon's poor far-sight, it was hard to tell. "I can't tell what that is, I don't want to know what it is, but we need a plan..."
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"Ever considered the fact that this how thing might be a setup?" Tristan continued, hopping after Drake on one leg as he drew on his pants. "What makes you think that that guy was really a rebel against those Agents? Or even if either group exists. This could all be another simulation designed to figure out whatever else we can do!" Tristan pointed out. He was dressed more conservatively than Drake, a plain two color tee shirt and a cargo pants. He adjusted his shirt and combed through his hair. And spotted that helicopter. "Perfect. Just perfect," Tristan groaned.

The Parallel tugged. [i]Run?[/i] Hey, running would be good. But, where? [i]Here?[/i] Parallel offered a retreat. So tempting. So very tempting. Let's file that escape route away for later use, shall we? A better place to run would be under cover. "Why exactly are we all running out of the sheltered, protective cave behind us to were a man with a gun riding a helicopter could shoot us?"
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"A plan?" drake began. Drake smirked and drew his long black katana. Drake then pointed to his chest and stated "Here's your plan" Drake then took a couple of steps forward. The Helicopter was now within 2 metres. "A simulation? maybe, but then again Drake walked to Tristan and pinched his arm hard. Drake was quite strong and had a muscular physique so he put some force behind it.

As the helicopter approached a tall man wearing black shades a long black coat, black formal pants and shoes, and a tucked in white collared shirt with 2 buttons open let go of the rope like ladder and landed 20 metres in front of the group. He had his hands in his pockets, and his face looked discontent.

Drake looked forward now bing serious. "Could this guy be an Agent or work for Mu-Tech?"

The man didn't say anything but stood there.
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Ralph finished putting on his favorite outfit. A plain white shirt, dark faded blue jeans, and black combat boots. Of course, he could't forget the final touch. His all favorite, black trench coat. Ralph then strapped on his twin katanas to his waist. He was listening to the whole group while he was getting dressed and was now looking out at the man. He seems just as strange as the other man that "saved" them. On top of that, he dropped from a helicopter. Chances are, he was probably a badass. Ralph smirked. It was time to take charge. Without hesitation, Ralph made his way to the front of the group. As he was making his way, he said, "Alright everyone, I'm taking charge. Why? Two reasons. One, I have leadership experience. Two, I finished the simulation by myself. Now watch out! I'll handle this guy." After a few moments of struggling, Ralph made his way to the front of the group and found himself facing the new guy. "Hey you!" he called out. "Who the bloody hell are you? And what do you want?"
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The man merely stoof in his same spot unphased. The wind passed through the area his long black coat motioned in the wind. For a few more moment she stood still, with his shades remaining on.

"Pathetic." He stated at the group. "You guys are the 2nd group?"

"Sir!" Came the voice of the pilot of the helicopter. "I should report there whereabouts to HQ!"

"You will not." The pilot looked shocked by the mans response. "If you do I will kill you without hesitation." The man then turned his direction to the group. "My name is Vaulks and I'm here to end your existance."

Drake was frustrated. "So what are you with Mu-tech?!"

"Do you see reobotics on me idiot?"

"Idiot?!" Drake grinded his teeth then dashed forward with his katana int he air nudging Ralph to the side, he was moving quite rapidly towards the man, in full sprint and upon approaching he slashed down. Within a split second the group could see Drake's katan flying through the air and landing about 5 metres behind Vaulks. Drake was also on his knees with Valuks holding his wrist bent. Drake was also facing the group whilst on his knees, the pain he was experiencing could be seen in his face.

Vaulks still remained in the same spot with 1 hand in his pocket and the other bending Drake's wrist and putting his arm in an awkward position.

"...Pathetic."
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"Dude that kind mess up" Jaime said to Ralph "You just took charge of this group like you were the s*** or something. I'm okay with it since I'm not a leader type, but seriously." Jaime then got his scythe from his back and held it in a fighting stance, ready to fight. He was also ready to summon golems if he had to. "So who are you" Jaime said to the mysterious man. "If you don't answer I'm pretty sure one of us is going to end up fighting you and taking you down." [i]Dam, this guy doesn't even look worried, he should at least know that we have powers. Maybe its just another simulation, no it can't be. We just got out of one.[/i] Jaime thought to himself. "Well, are you going to answer or what."
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"And that boys and girls is what happens when we don't work together." Ralph said out loud sarcastically. "As for you! You won't be taking us out!" he said towards the man. "Now let him go and leave before I decide to hurt you!" Ralph then whispered over his shoulder to the rest of the group. "Whoever is the fastest, get ready to charge in and grab Drake. Then pull him to safety. Those of you that like to get close and personal, you will come with me. We are going to get him to let go off Drake. Once Drake is safe, get away from him. The, whoever has long distance attacks, unload on the b**tard! Got it?" he finished, getting ready to charge.
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Drake grinded his teeth in pain. "God damn it!" He thought to himself. "It feels like I can't even move! What strength! This isn't the strength of any normal human being! He has to have some kind of power!" Drake then called out loud. "Darn it! I can't move! It feels like my arms gonna be ripped off!"

The man continued to look at the group and stated.

"I won't rip it off. Just break it. But if anyone would like to stop me, then please feel free to." His face didn't change once, this disconcern look.

"Darn it! What are you?! An Agent?!"

"No." Vaulk replied, "And you don't need to know where I'm from. All you need to know is your in trouble. And what your friends will do to help you. Provided they can of course."
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Jon leaped in head of the group. His strength and super leaps should be enough to not only disrupt this man's fighting stances, but free his grip on drake. With an explosive start, Jon landed pretty far behind the two. On all fours, next to the helicopter, John spun around and pounded the thing, causing it to collapse in on itself and flying. The pilot and everything else inside was destroyed and useless. Jon turned back to the strange man and Ralph. With a grin, he threw several hard punches into the wind, more than enough force to send a whole bunch of people to the ground. He ran up and retrieved the katana. If he freed drake with his last attack, he'd toss the katana lightly to the boy. If not, then Jon would hold the katana in his left hand and fight with his right, to preserve the weapon and not break it. "One things for sure, I gotta live. If I happen to save a few lives in the process, so be it." Jon mumbled to himself.
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