Conceal the Power, Save the World

Life outside the confines of the prison walls, was something that was going to take quite a bit of getting used to for Benji. Even after being approached by Valerie he was still hesitant of those outside the walls, inside he knew the hierarchy but here on the outside it was all fair game. He himself was fair game to any of the many things that ran rampant through the world, the only thing he knew he had a slight bit of control over was his mind. And even then it w as becoming ever so difficult to keep his mind straight.

The power was building quickly inside him, almost to the point in which he had to release, moving quickly through the skies above he made his way to the skies above Gothic City. A place he was told once was a vibrant place to be for those like himself, but now its in shambles because of the local crime and meta-human in fighting.Searching for anyone in the area he began to slowly ascend higher and higher into the sky, his body trembling with power. Growing irritated with the constant need to discharge, he also hated the weak feeling that immediately followed a discharge.

As the skies began to grow dark and clouds formed over him, rain began to fall and slap his skin. His clothes quickly sticking to his body, he was wet and angry at the burden his body now was riddled with. Looking up as thunder began to rumble, he screamed loud as a bolt of lightening struck beside him as the power siphoned into his own. The sheer heat and energy from the bolt would of torched a normal meta, but his body took the power and redirected it. His body lined with a dark mark before it glowed bright almost a white light.

Then he exploded with energy, the sounds that thundered out from his body almost louder than the cracks of thunder around him. Echoing through the skies were his cries of anger as the energies that had built up within him spilled over.As the last of the over-spill slowly began to die down, his body became weak once again. All sensation was lost as his body went numb and limp, falling like a comet he heard the sounds of the air around him slicing. It wasnt his falling body, but something else racing towards him. But before he could see it...his mind went black.

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@boomshaka:

For the most part Natasha had settled for a more relaxed lifestyle. When first crossing over to this universe she'd been on a quest to find other Starks and befriend them. She had to become a survivor on her own and that led to her being a hunter of magic and crafting wishes to benefit her from the genies she found. One of the most pivotal was the effort to obtain immortality. She did so by becoming the "cousin of man" as there is no word for killing ones cousin she obtained her wish. But a Stark could still end her likely. Within her quest however she found the Stark name was mostly inconsequential as of now. Nobody cared about the existence of the little Stark and no other Stark's were to present.

So with money to her name and no need to worry she simply trained under Airavata and Alianette while toying with technology. She was considering asking Ali to let her meet @over_kill: the young Stark eager to acess the technology and power of what was the greatest weapon of the Covenant outside of Alianette. However tonight her attention fell to something else. It was to loud to ignore, frustrating when in Gothic a city allready loud.

There was a sudden flash of light where lightning briefly was. A blinding flash that was intense enough to cause some lights to go out. Sensors designed to go on or off depending on lighting reacted to the bright light. Tasha was thankful that it was over Gothic a mash up of engineering and budgets that kept everything visible still. Unlike a larger city where more lights would have gone edging on accidents. And as there was no dammage most the city turned a blind eye. Sure it was surprising but it wasn't the intro of the latest super villain or some other destructive force so why should they worry. And it was to impressive to be a hero so why get hopeful.

Tasha however thanks to one of her computers however could see it was a person. Her actions were quick grabbing her backpack her sword and what could only be described as a hovering skate board. All before she told Winter to stay and jumped out the window zipping toward the falling energy expending individual. She caught him by the hand and then sped up even faster back to her room within one of Gothic's many high rises. Granted she wasn't someone who could lift a full grown man so the teen kind of just tossed him mid flight through the open window and onto the bed.

He'd wake up in a room filled with computers and tech just tossed about the place. A Stark for president poster with "Dad" written over it and several knives lining the picture as it'd been used clearly for target practice. Winter a rather enlarged wolf of Snow White fur laid beside the saved visitor Iit was clearly at rest but entirely ready if Benji did anything threatening. Meanwhile Natasha simply sitting in pajamas sat. Infront of a tv playing Gears of War 3 horde while waiting for the dude to wake up.