Lost Dragons RPG

Leaving on short notice was something Andferne was always prepared for, but this, this was something completely different. The trip to Washington DC was pleasurable, the President had even sent a personal jet to take him there, hired a limo, the whole nine yards. Something was off though, why would he now of all times call Andy up and ask for a meeting in private. What was going on, what did he want. Arriving at the White House Andy was escorted to the Oval Office, no one seemed on edge and everyone knew him by name there. Shown directly to the door there was no waiting, no build up or anticipation, the doors were closed, the meeting began.

Hours later the two men stood and extended their hands, great big smiles were on both of their faces as it appeared they came to some sort of agreement. Calling in his secretary the President of the United States called for a press conference, one that would be televised world wide. Getting dressed in his stars and strikes Andy went over the notes that he had jotted down, trying to remember what exactly he was going to say, how to express it. His famous shield was strapped to his back, a constant reminder to always be prepared.

The stage was set, the podium was flanked by twin eagles and a American flag was draped behind it, soft gusts of wind making it flow and flap beautifully. After the President made his opening, he stood to the side and announced the new speaker. "Ladies and gentlemen of the United State of American, I give to you one of our own, Andy Stephen Summers" the gathered press all stood and clapped their hands together, all well aware of the stories behind this man, the lives he had saved, the things he had done for this country. "My fellow Americans, I come before you today with a purpose, a proposal and agreement with the Government of the United States. As you are all aware of this country and the world has suffered greatly over the last years. We have had plagues of villains ravage our family's and suffered through a Civil War amongst the super powered. You are all also aware that I am one of those Super powered beings, and more. That I am also a Mutant, but I am also an American. What we have proposed today takes in effect immediately. The terms for the Registration Act were unfair, but now we have a way to govern that. A way to keep the heroes who put their lives on the line each and every day safe. Starting today we police our own. The President has given me full rights to overseeing this project and I, and I alone will be the only one to hold the identities to the heroes and reformed villains. This is the only way my friends, to ensure that we do not suffer through another Civil War that none of us want. To help me in this effort I have reinstalled the Ice Dragons, a group of Super humans who will watch over and protect not only America, but the entire world, from threats domestic and intergalactic. I only ask that you trust in me with this task, for I will not let you down. None of you".

With that the hero turned around and walked off of the stage. Reporters jumped out of their chairs and started screaming questions, wanting answers to what was just thrown not only in their lap, but the worlds. After going over the details the leader of the Ice Dragons shared lunch with the President and then was on his way back home to the Ice Mansion. Piles of folders were packed in storage, and he held a number in his hands, going through them and reading about various mutants and super humans. Andy knew that this was the only way to stop putting his fellow heroes lives on the line. That in doing this made him a larger target, but it kept many more safe, that was a price he was willing to pay any day. In order to cover every known super powered being Andy would have to split ICE into separate groups. There would have to be a team to take the main land, as majority of the super powered beings navigated here. Then a group to deal with any and all International affairs. But what worried him most was that he would need a third team, one that would have to take care of certain situations should they arise. Letting out a long sorrowful sigh he pondered the decisions set before him.

Arriving at the mansion Jeeves was quick to gather the discs and files that Andy had brought with him. "I'm going to be in the war room Jeeves, it's time to call all the Dragons home, we have something to discuss". Heading straight for the second level of the mansion Andy entered the war room. The center held a magnificent round table, it colored now exactly like his shield. Each chair that set around the table was individually crafted to be unique and special for the one who sat in it. Resting his shield on the top of the table he took his seat and opened all communications. "ICE this is Andferne, but now I am sure you have all gotten word of my little press conference today. It is time we talked. I want everyone here asap, we have work to do" Turning his comm off he rested back for a few minutes, but then a soft beep was resounding from the control panels... a signal. Rising out of his chair Andy made his was there and scanned the frequency. It was foriegn... alien even. No where near this sector. A name whispered out of his mouth "Brendan" as he tried to track down the source of the signal, to find coordiences that might lead him to answers as he awaited the arrival of the Dragons.

Placing on her sunglasses Maya exited the banana republic and got in her Ashton martin vanquish that light bought her for her birthday and she drove off. As she came to a red light a beam of sunlight shined on her sunglasses at least until someone’s shadow evaded her gaze. She glanced to the right of the car to see a women draped in red. Maya turned her head to her; she turned back as the light turned green and began speeding off. Within a few minutes the women in red was in front of Maya’s car, Maya Slammed on the break while the women picked up her car at the bumper holding  Maya in the air, Maya looked up and saw a familiar foe heading towards her. A winged person that went by the name of Aerial Ace had swooped down and tried to decapitate Maya. Maya had managed to back flip out of the drop top. She rubbed her stomach “Mommy’s got some ass to kick” she back flipped on to the side walk landing in a three point stance. “Sigma Solace!” she suddenly changed her outfit became red, her hair changed to white. She pulled her sword from its sheath, and began running towards the women.

“I’ll make sure even you, rich bitch feel the effects of the RECESSION!” She explained while shooting some plasma at Maya, Maya was dodging being careful not to be hit in the stomach, she launched in the air and kicked the Recession in the Face. “So...Your name’s Recession, huh that’s original… probably took you ages to think of that”

She jumped back and kicked Aerial Ace down, she moved forward and dodged another blast from recession, but the impact from knocked Solace back first into a car, “Damn, it’s like the more weight I put on the more these people attack...I DON’T see how Sha did it” She looked over at the New York City Sherriff who was asking the pregnant heroine did she need help “Yeah Mitch just stand there and play catch!” with that she pushed her hand out towards a 18 wheeler, she used her telekinesis to throw the truck at Aerial Ace, and then she force pushed  The recession back into the wall. She then pulled her towards the Sheriff, and then did the same with Aerial ace; the hefty man caught both criminals. Maya walked up to the Recession smiling and said “If you’re a recession call me Obama!” she said with a smile, before walking past a TV store only to see Andy Summers on TV. She hadn’t seen him in a while but the thought of a rebirth ICE excited her. She was the Sidekick of Sha for all of her teenage years; she was on her own in her adult life and since Sha had returned to ninjeta she was the only active member of the League of Extordinary Sha’s, and she was doing all the work in the Metropolis known as Solace City.

Later at the Mansion of Maya Lopez

Maya was seated on her bed with a fan letter, watching the replay of the Andy Summers Conference, she smiled thinking of the revival of Ice would take Lots of pressure off of her. Since Sha had left criminals like Ramses and Mandrake had bully Solace City; Maya was able to protect it just barley but she felt it was getting hard. Soon her care taker, whom she called mother Paulina Lopez, had walked into the room. “That worrisome baby daddy of your called today” “Mother that worrisome boy is the Father of your grandkids” She gave a stiff look and then exited the room. She closed her eyes and fell back on her bed and drifted into sleep.

Dream/Flashback                                  

She was seated at her desk in professor Gloom Class, waiting on the day to end, to her left was her best friends Ferro Vida, to her right was her best friend Contessa Frost, in front of her was Light. She heard aloud knock at the door, it was Sha and Andy Summers, she was a bit shocked at first but when they told Gloom that they had come for Maya she was even more shocked. “Hello Maya Lopez I’m Andy Summers I’ve been monitoring your progression for a while…let me get straight to the point... in a few years I’ll be reforming the Group ICE and I want you to be apart. Just think on it. Remember Maya  ...”The world needs better good guys”. Maya watched him walk away with an intrigued look on her face she called out loudly to him “No Mr. Summers the world doesn’t need better good guys…it needs better good girls...”

Present

She awoke in the middle of the night leaving a note for her mother and then headed 5 hours south to New York City. Finally arriving at the ICE Hq with a very hard knock she notified them of her presence. Her mind racing she had had sweat all over her palms, she couldn’t believe she was about to join ICE.

Remy sat in a cafe in paris eating his lunch, when the program that was on the television above the bar was interrupt by a special announcement by the President of the United States. There he was one of Remy's oldest friends standing slightly behind and to the right of the President dress in his best red, white and blues. The President finished his opening and announced the new speaker. "Ladies and gentlemen of the United State of American, I give to you one of our own, Andy Stephen Summers." Remy thought back to the first time he met the man, Andy was just barely 18 then attending Xavier's School of Higher Learning. He was sent with Bobby Drake to recruit Remy for the school, after some convincing and a show of Andy's skills he had agreed to come learn about his new abilities. Over the next few years he grew closer to Andy and respected him greatly they had just recently reconnect after Andy had offered Remy a spot on a team he was putting back together The Ice Dragons. Remy accepted the offer without hesitation he rellished the opportunity to work with Andy again. Looking down at the communicator that Andferne had given him secured around his wrist, he heard andy say "ICE this is Andferne, but now I am sure you have all gotten word of my little press conference today. It is time we talked. I want everyone here asap, we have work to do."

Remy left a hefty tip on the table and in a split second he was of the the Dragons Lair. Remy ran weaving around cars, people, and trains that looked like they were moving in slow motion to him. He loved running the freedom of it. He ran across oceans to reach the New York Mansion that he now called home, the water barely rippling as he flew accross it.

Remy was the first to arrive at the mansion, which was normally the case considering his super speed. But the there was no one in sight. He quickly made a ran threw the house. He saw Jeeves placing some documents and discs in the vault. Not even stopping for a greating he quickly found Andferne on the second floor in the war room leaning over the control panel. Remy made his way to Andfernes side and asked "Whats the situation boss?" A whisper that Remy had to strain to hear came from Andy "Brendan" just one word.

The nights were cold and lonely lying in her empty bed filling the spot were her husband had slept. Now all that was there was were cold sheets. No longer could she feel the warmth of his skin pressed against her, in the coldest of nights. A silent tear rolled down her eye onto her pillow. Nights were the hardest, when all was quiet and still. Her children were asleep and there was no noise in the house besides the wind blowing through the trees. How she longed for one more kiss, to touch him one more time.

The rain fell down at a steady pace as they stood with their head down, one umbrella for all three of them. With her daughter on her hip and her son's little hand in her's, the wetness of the rain hid her tears. She had to be strong for them, she could only cry at night in her bed. She stood only with her family as the grave diggers waited to do their jobs. No one would come to show their respects to a man who had killed thousands. But she loved him and always had. No matter the circumstances he was her man. In the rain her family sloshed back to the car and back to their lives. She could see the storms in the distance getting darker.

Who could know what the future holds, only what the past has shown. She flipped through pictures of the past looking at their wedding and his eyes. She hadn't seen his eyes dance like that in some time. She could hear the laughter in the air of that day, echoing in her mind as though she was there once again. Climbing into bed holding her picture close to her heart she opened her Bible as she did every night. This time a small note fell out onto the floor. The handwriting was almost familiar.

Mani,

I have loved you since the moment that I saw you. I've wanted nothing more in my life than to hold you close every night. With everything that I am I loved you. Though I love you I could not be with you. I am not your husband, I am a killer. I look in the eyes of your children and see the life I could have had. I hold you and feel the life I've always wanted. There is nothing more for me than being the killer that I am. A man such as myself, can not live in the same house as children of another man. Though I'd stay with you forever, a killer cannot love wholely. Find your husband and love him wholely for he is not the killer that you think he is. I have looked him in the eye, fought him to near death, and he loves you. I wish I had the chance. Though we have the same name and the same eyes, I was never the man that he was.

-Hawk
Lord's Angel

Tears rolled down her face as she read the note. The man in her bed was not hers. The man that killed and maimed thousands and the man that was put in the ground that she cried for was not Hawk. He was alive! She paced her house just trying to find relief, wanting to jump out of her skin and scream. Looking at the clock on the wall, 2:30am. It was late but she knew that he would pick up the phone. If anyone would pick it up it would be his best friends.

The phone ran several time before someone picked up. It was Andy on the other end. "Hello? What time is it?" She could barely contain herself as she talked into the phone without breathing. "Put Paladin on the phone! He is alive! He is alive! I found a note Lord's Angel it was Lord's Angel!" She could feel the shock on the other end of the line as she spoke. With one last sentence she hung up the phone. "Find my husband!"

A tall man wiped the blood of his sword with a plan white rag. Just moments ago the blade had been plunged deep into another man's chest coming out his back. Challengers came to take his throne by taking his life, which he defended with vigor. He held the throne though that wasn't really his. He took the place of a man with the same appearance as that man took his place. He could only think of his wife and kids. The murder living in his house and sleeping in his bed. This is what gave him the strength to kill. He replaced the sword back into it's sheath as his followers bowed low before him.
Hail Lord's Angel ruler of the sky.
Oh how he hated to be called that. The sky filled with thunder as he sat down on his throne once again and his dancers took their turns sitting in his lap wishing to met him later. He shrugged them off as he did every night only wishing to have his wife once again in his arms. The thunder shook the ground and the rain started to fall and the king sat there as his worshipers fled for cover. He only soaked in the rain letting his tear fall freely in the cover of a wet face. To be the king in a world he didn't belong to, a bitter curse.

He longed for his family as he made his way back to his bedroom people parting and bowing as he passed. Never did he feel so alone as when he took a life, like he did today. Pushing open the double doors to his room he found a gift from his advisior. To women lay in his bed soaking wet and waiting for him. Nothing that he wished they would not do, there was no limits to the pleasure that they were will to provide.

What would you like from us Lord? The blonde one asked as she stripped off the rest of the clothes she had on. I wish the same thing tonight as I did the previous, leave me be. Though he spoke with the gentlest tones he tired of this game. Are you sure that we can't do ANYTHING for you? The redhead made her way over to him as she spoke whisper the last few words in his ear as her hands wondered over his body. WAS I NOT CLEAR ENOUGH FOR YOU? With a quick flash of his hand he had the young woman on her knees and his sword was laying across her neck. DO I NEED TO SPILL YOU OPEN FOR YOU TO UNDERSTAND? He threw her to the ground like disguarded trash and they both quickly gathered their things and ran out of the room naked.

The life of a Lord, not the life he wanted to live. Not his life at all but the life of the one who's place he took. The one who took his place.
His thoughts overflowed him as he lay in the dark only to find peace in sleep.

Did you not like my gifts? Jamison his advisior asked early the next morning. My mind has been on other things of late. I don't need the distractions for now? He lied with ease after months of doing it. My apologies, I thought that might be exactly what you needed. No apology needed, next time I'll send them to your room. With a laugh he took to the sky. In the clouds he could forget where he was and just ride the waves of wind. He thought of home and his friends.

"And I'm hungry like the wooooolf!"

Cryo drove through the streets of Rome, Italy, forced to listen to Areion's choice of music. "You know, you're not funny." He spoke to his car. In the bustling streets of Rome, tourists and locals all around, Cryo stayed in his human form. His skin was lightly tanned, much like the people there. His brown hair was shaggy, growing at a short length but still managing to curl over his ears and forehead. He pushed up the blue wire frame glasses he needed whenever he was in human form. In the Roman heat, he wore a white muscle shirt and brown cargo shorts, with the same brown flip-flops he'd worn since forever. They always fit him perfectly, somehow.

"You know you love it." Areion shot back, speaking in a mix of different radio stations. Areion was no ordinary  white '67 Camaro with blue racing stripes. He was the spirit of a divine stallion and son of Poseidon, like Cryo himself. Areion, when he was the stallion he used to be, could run faster than anything on earth, only exceeded by Hermes himself. Gaia, Mother Eath, managed to catch him and transfer his spirit into a car, given as a gift to Cryo on her behalf. To free the true form of Areion, to unlock his true power, Cryo used FrostBite, the dangling orca pendant given to him by his father. Not only could FrostBite morph into a trident if need be, but it acted as Areion's true key. As of now, Areion was simply a car with a mind.

Cryo laughed at Areion's remark. "Hardly." Time passed as they drove through Rome, passing the Collisseum and other landmarks. Cryo was heading back from Olympus, the highest mountain in Greece, and he had decided to take the scenic route back to America. He drove with his right arm, his left hanging outside the window in the wind.

"Commander, you may want to hear this." Areion spoke after a while, using a line from Atlantis: The Lost Empire.

"Put it on speaker." Cryo said, responding with the line following. He couldn't help but play along when Areion quoted Disney.

Areion fizzled out, replaced by a familiar voice: Andy's. Cryo's head jerked to the radio, listening to the press conference happening in Washington DC. After the Andy's speech, Cryo rested his head back against his headrest, taking it all in. "So we've gone public." He mused, thinking of his membership in ICE. He thought of what that meant. Andy had said the identity of supers would be kept secret, but Cryo still wondered. Supers weren't Cryo's only worry. There were others, hidden in the shadows, that would benefit greatly from knowing the real name of the Centurion. Poseidon helped him, only referring to him by his middle name and epithet, Aegaeus. If the dark knew of his real name, they could track him down, track down his friends. Moonchild, Bruce, Verona, they'd all be in danger. He'd still go by Cryo-Wolf and only appear publicly in his wolf form. If they even knew what his human form looked like...Cryo shook his head. He liked it better when ICE wasn't globally known, but he'd go along with Andy's decisions.

"We intercepted the transmission a few hours ago." Areion said, quoting some movie Cryo hadn't seen. Andy must've given the speech earlier in the day, and it was being relayed again on a loop.

Just then, Cryo's pocket began vibrating, and Hero by Nickelback began to play. He pulled out his SLVR and glanced at the screen. The normal phone menu faded away, replaced by the ICE logo. A while back, Cryo had rewired his phone to intercept the ICE Dragons' frequency. This way, he didn't have to carry around a phone and a communicator. Cryo pressed various buttons and listened to the message. Andy again. "ICE this is Andferne, by now I am sure you have all gotten word of my little press conference today. It is time we talked. I want everyone here asap, we have work to do"

Cryo pressed END and slipped the phone back into his pocket. He paused, remaining still with both hands on the wheel, then turned abrubtly, heading for a road that led to the coast. "Looks like the Scenic route's gone, Areion." Cryo said, pressing his foot down on the accelerator. The weaved in and out of the cars they enountered, the number thinning as they reached the coast.

"Let it begin!" Areion said excitedly, using the voice of Rhino from a Bolt advertisement. Cryo reached to the back of his neck and unclasped FrostBite, letting it fall from his neck and grabbing the orca pendant. The Chevy sign on the steering wheel where the horn was melted away into the sign of a trident. Cryo pressed FrostBite to the Trident and watched as it glowed a bright blue. Blue lines raced over the steering wheel and onto the dashboard, all over the car. Cryo heard a stallion's neigh and watched as the speedometer and the other dials went haywire. Cryo pressed down on the accelerator and shifted into a new gear: the newly added glowing Trident. Areion sped up, surpassing the normal speeds for a Camaro, and burst through the guard rail. In the short moment they were in midair, Cryo changed, easy as flicking a light switch, into his wolf form. Brown fur rippled across his skin, blue tattoos coursing over the fur. His teeth and claws lengthened, and his ears grew into small points. A tail sprouted from his spine.

They both hit the water driving, spraying sea foam behind them as Areion sped. The tires tread the water as if it were asphalt, with the same traction and control. Cryo cracked his neck and flexed his fingers. "Ohh, it feels good to be back." He grinned, revealing his canines as he hung his hand out the window, catching the cool waters of the mediterranean. Within minutes, they'd reached the Strait of Gibraltar, flying through without being noticed. after 45 minutes they could see New York City on the horizon. After an hour they reached the ICE HQ, hitting the brakes and slowing Areion down. He cried in protest, but obeyed. The blue lines receeded back into the steering wheel and into FrostBite. The Trident dimmed, replaced by the Chevy logo. Cryo hung FrostBite around his neck once more, Areion slowing down to 20 miles an hour. Cryo maneuvered Areion into ICE's garage--thank the Gods the password hadn't changed--and got out, grabbing his Power Rangers messenger bag from the back seat. He entered all the passcodes and submitted to all the eye scanners, finally reaching his room. He'd managed to go by unnoticed, although he was probably caught on the surveillance cameras. Cryo wasn't trying to be stealthy, so he probably wasn't. He reached his door and stood in front of the voice operated lock. "God's little Power Ranger." He spoke, and a hologram of Chibi Cryo appeared.

"Access Granted. Welcome, Cryo!" The door popped open, Cryo pushing it the rest of the way. The password was a line from Cryo's favorite show other than Power Rangers: Supernatral. It combined both his interests and sort of summed up who Cryo was. He was the son of a God...and he thought himself a Power Ranger. He dropped his bag on the bed. Onto the all black sheets. Cryo rolled his eyes. Ghoul hadn't changed the sheets. Or the posters she hung in place of his own. He loved Ghoul to death--pun not intended--but she didn't have to redecorate when she filled his spot in ICE for that short time. After he fixed his sheets and the posters, he sat down on his bed and exhaled. His hand reached up to the back of his neck--not for FrostBite, but for the Koko Akua tattoo located just below it at the base of his neck. He got up and looked in the full length mirror behind his door, taking off his muscle shirt to see the tattoo. The Orca curled in mid jump, the tribal markings that made it up standing out. Cryo had left ICE because he had lost control of his spirit, and because of that, his powers. He couldn't transform, he couldn't even control water. He journeyed to Pacifis, the sister city to Atlantis in the Mariana Trench, and studied to relearn his fighting style, water control, and his spirit. They told him his Koko Akua, or Blood God, was the Orca, which made everything sem clearer to Cryo. His werewolf powers seemed random to a son of Poseidon, but Poseidon was God of the Sea, and Orcas are the Wolves of the Sea. It accounted for his personality, his actions, everything. They gave him his tattoo to seal his control over his powers, and gave him the power to "release his spirit." Cryo didn't know what that meant, since he never really used the power. He didn't know how. Running his claws over the tattoo one last time, he put his shirt back on and entered the hallways of the mansion. He might as well tell someone he'd returned.

Her heels clicked off the solid floor, as she walked up behind Paragon.

Martinez was one hell of a fighter. His condition was severe but considering the abilities of Martinez's foe, he was lucky. Outside the LaS mansion the Agents surrounded Bond and the wounded spy. Light complimented them on the job they'd done and gave them the green light to head home. The men packed up there equipment and were gone in no less than 5 minutes.

There stood 007. Alone. Silent. Glaring at the only home that sparked hatred in his heart. He hated it not for what they'd done for him, but for the atrocities they allowed him to commit. To allow a human to destroy his psyche and execute death and destruction on such a level is immorality of the highest order. THough he could not blame them whole heartedly for the tragedy, there omission was unforgivable to him.

One last time, the once Assassin turned his back on his first home. The birthplace of his identity. Hopping inside his Aston Martin, emotions welled up inside he looked to the future for cheer. The hero Team Ice Dragons were soon to resurface under the leadership of Andferne, a longtime friend and mentor of the agent and his brother Kadaj. Andferene had assured Light a spot on the team if he was willing to take it. Light told Andferne then what he would always tell him, "Without Hesitation." 

Another upside was, Bond was an expecting father. The love of his life, Maya Lopez was pregnant with twins and the news made him ecstatic. These thoughts pushed the memories of his murderous past away and smile brightened his features as he drove down the twisted roads away from the assassin sanctuary. His responsibilities and obligations would be changed drastically.

This brought his mind to thoughts surrounding MI6, his organization. It took nearly all of his time to watch over the entire establishment. From approving funds, revenues, site searches or whatever else these agents could come up with, to going on all types of missions to difficult for the senior agents he practically had no time to himself. All in all, it was too much for him to handle at this moment in time. The operation would have to be terminated. Pulling out his PDA the agent scrolled down past all the digital dossiers to a file labeled "erase." With his stencil he tapped the file and the actions were set in motion.  Messages were sent out to all the senior officers to terminate all data and destroy all the HQ's. Operation MI6 was gone from the pages of history.

"ICE this is Andferne, by now I am sure you have all gotten word of my little press conference today. It is time we talked. I want everyone here asap, we have work to do" The radio freq tied into the radio of the DBS and Light was at the ready. "Lets go express." Through trial and error Light tapped into his extensive abilities and created a wormhole. The wormhole sucked him and his vehicle in and spewed them out in front of the fabled mansion. "Saves me the trouble of parallel parking." Said the humorous agent. He shut off the car and made his way inside. He passed some members he knew, others he didnt and by the time he arrived in the War room Andy and others were already there, spewing there questions at the leader. Light stood at the door a smirk rid across his hard features. "How about we add some rum and coke to such a festive event," Light joked. 

Steam filled the room billowing out from the shower that had been running for quite sometime. A figure sat huddled against the wall on the inside, the water dripping down her body and over the wounds that were beginning to heal. Her body was still covered in the wounds from Sameal and the demons beating. Some were merely angry bruises, others were wounds that were now slightly puckered around the edges as scars began to form. IT still hurt to move and washing off had been difficult because some of her more serious cuts bled. When that began to happen, she had huddled in a corner and let the water wash the blood away. And this is where she had stayed until the water began to turn cold.

Slowly she unfolded her body and stood. She quickly ran some shampoo through her hair and washed it out then turned the water off. She stepped out onto the cold tile floor and wrapped herself in a towel. Moving stiffly she made her way to the mirror and stared at the face that wasn’t really hers. She hated the lie she was forced to live in, but she also knew that for now Kiara was dead. IT had been on the news not long ago that her body had been found. She could only guess that it was Luncin’s idea to find another woman and transform her in the same way he had done her.

Shaking her head she grabbed another towel and wrapped her hair in it and went to sit on the bed. She sat in silence for a moment before it began to eat at her and she had to turn the TV on. The first thing she saw was A speech by the president. She made a face and began to turn it when an all to familiar face caught her eye. She turned up the volume hurriedly as Andferne stepped to the podium, and listened to the speech that he was giving.

"My fellow Americans, I come before you today with a purpose, a proposal and agreement with the Government of the United States. As you are all aware of this country and the world has suffered greatly over the last years. We have had plagues of villains ravage our family's and suffered through a Civil War amongst the super powered. You are all also aware that I am one of those Super powered beings, and more. That I am also a Mutant, but I am also an American. What we have proposed today takes in effect immediately. The terms for the Registration Act were unfair, but now we have a way to govern that. A way to keep the heroes who put their lives on the line each and every day safe. Starting today we police our own. The President has given me full rights to overseeing this project and I, and I alone will be the only one to hold the identities to the heroes and reformed villains. This is the only way my friends, to ensure that we do not suffer through another Civil War that none of us want. To help me in this effort I have reinstalled the Ice Dragons, a group of Super humans who will watch over and protect not only America, but the entire world, from threats domestic and intergalactic. I only ask that you trust in me with this task, for I will not let you down. None of you".

Kiara smiled for the first time in a long time. She had forgotten long ago what it ment to be a hero, and Andy had reminded her. It was a feeling that she was not willing to give up anytime soon.

She turned off the TV and dried her hair quickly, then dressed. When she was done She heard the comm buzzing and Andy’s voice filled the air in the room. "ICE this is Andferne, but now I am sure you have all gotten word of my little press conference today. It is time we talked. I want everyone here ASAP, we have work to do"

She sighed slightly and strapped on her guns, and then the sword she only used for decoration now. Then made her way to the War Room. She smiled slightly as she entered and spoke with a musical voice, “I think my wounds have healed enough for some action.”

Dark glasses covered Surreals face, protecting her from the warm midday sun as she strolled down the main streets of New York her long red hair captured underneath a wide brimmed hat. Waving at a yellow cab as it roared past she sighed as yet another one past her by, she was running late... AGAIN. Tommy her date would be waiting ever so patiently outside the little chinese place he always took her too, sighing to herself as she walked along the warm midday path. Her time on her own planet was spent training, she had never had time for a man of any sort.. at 22 she was rather inexperienced in the ways of love... Tommy was harmless but she longed for someone more.. powerful, Vade had asked her out a few times in their friendship but she always saw him as a friendly rival.. a brother.. she could never see him like that, holding her skirt down as she crossed a vent she laughed to herself as an image of that famous movie star flashed through her mind.

Rounding the corner she looked up at the UN building and frowned, stopping in her tracks she closed her eyes as she listened carefully to her body as it tingled.  Years of training had brought Surreal to a strong point with her demon senses... she could feel them from up to a mile away. Her wholed body was vibrating as she watched the sun shine on the large windows of the massive UN building, the flags flapping in the breeze seemed to pause as she raked her eyes over the building tryign to work out what was going on.  Lifting her strong hands up to remove the glasses she saw a body fly out one of the top windows glass flying everywhere.

Without flinching Surreal bolted for the main gate and volted over it, ignoring the gaurds as she rolled past them and started to climb the side wall, ripping her hat and light jacket off she whipped her guns out from her thigh holster and scrambled up the side wall. The gaurds below began firing at her from below, swinging around the edge of the building she cursed them as she vaulted up to the third story window. Slowing as she reached the top she carefully grabbed hold of the edge of the window, the broken glass cutting into her palms as she heaved herself up and flipped in through the window. As her long body flipped through the air her dress tore on a broken shard and slashed at her thighs, blood dripped down her leg. As soon as Surreal landed she regreted it, looking around her her whole body fighting the urge to vomit from the pain of her demon sense. Whipping around as she pulls out the only gun she has on her, she suddenly realises she didnt take time to radio into ICE for back up. Sweeping around she smiles at the group of Vampires crowded around the Italian ambassador, The Ambassador looked relieved as he looked at Surreal.

"hey boys... whats going on?" as the words left her mouth two of them flew at her, she ducked and flung her shoulder back just in time to stop them getting a hold of her. Kicking out her legs she drops to the floor and rolls over to the corner jumping behind a chair as she quickly loads her ultraviolet bullets. Cocking her gun she leaps across the room, both guns firing at the vamps, the bullets sore through the air and take out two of the vamps, ducking behind a door way she throws out a smoke bomb as the other vampires start to run at her, tripping over there partners.

"Fu*kn new born vampires, too bloody easy to kill for my liking" Surreal rips her dress in two as she pulls out more bullets... the grin drops off her face as she realises she only bought one round of everything.. her usual day time package.. she was stuffed.. these may be new born vamps but they were after her blood.  rolling to the other side of the door way she slammed her foot against the door of the next office and flies through, grabbing the nearest chair she slams it against the wall splintering it. Grabbing the legs she flies back into the room all the while being chased by vamps twice her speed.. "thank god for agility trainiing" she mutters to herself. Swinging back into the room she takes out the vamp with a steak to its chest as it runs at her from behind.. sweeping into the other room she stops cold... in the time she was arming up 20 more vampires had tunred up and were learing at her.. these were not new borns...

"oh sh!t................."

I am Sovereign Son, Sovereign the Hero, The Fighter. Life’s never ending punch line, I am no longer what you would call human, That day has long past me. After yet another death I found myself reborn, Faster, Stronger, I am a beast. Created by fate and forced into action by the iron hand of a government that is not my own. I fear that my soul has left me behind this time, I live to obey and serve in a war I long thought I had given up on. My wife, My children were stripped from me before their time and I do not seek revenge. Why would I the dead don’t believe in vengeance. I just wait for the call that I am needed. Walking away from my friends and family in ice. Do I wish them to see what I have become what type of monster feels no pain or fear. What have I become and why do I not care what I have been made into. I wear the same suit as I wore before the British flag across my chest as if it was a symbol I still believed in.

A small red light flashed to the side breaking Sovereign from his line of thought, Perhaps it was for the best for a man to hide with in his head can cause more danger then he needs. He moved like a blur his genetic had been changed by Sector 13 when they found his body in the rubble of his crash. They had taken his body and against his will. Turned him into something else, already having Andys super solider serum within him, the experiments of Sector 13 pushed what was once a man over the edge. His body is hard and heals in mere moments; his reflexes have been increased tenfold and are more like an animal then a man. Sector 13 has implanted him with a mind link straight to their coms centre allowing him to respond to threats as they deem worthy. The alarm had sounded for the attack on the UN. It was 25 miles from his currently location running at top speed he could make it to the city in  four minutes.

hHis eyes glazed over as he reached the scene seeing a young woman was fighting the vampires, He did not hear her words his animal  Instincts  kicked in, He stood watching as if looking for the perfect time for attack, his head bobbed side to side as he looked for their alpha. His pupils had turend yellow and now had a thin black slit down the middle. Every muscle in his body rippled as he moved. As he did the vampires sensed him and moved accordingly. Their bodys where just as hard as his and some where old and could heal almost as fast. But unlike him and the young lady they where not fighters. He danced in a fury of blue and red between the ones that acted as the first guard moving faster towards his prize, No not prize his prey. Bearing his teeth he now stood in front of their leader. The woman eyes would find it hard to keep up with the speed and to any other by stander the vampires and the new man had not even moved.

Everything slowed down as a thunderous claw tore at Sovereing sons Torso. The cuts where deep but he responded in kind, his arm ripping the Master vampires arm from its socket, The blood filled the air and once again Sovereigns eyes glazed with the golry of the smell, His lust had almost taken over, but his mind was already four steps ahead as he span to defelct an attack from behind, His fist exploded out the chest of the younger vampire and he fell in a blast of flames. Grining he turned to face their leader once more. The ancient vampire looked at him with fearful eyes.

“What are you.”

Bowing his head Sovereign thought to that day back at Sinister castle, he had once told a man he killed that he was vengeance. But that was no longer truth. Through gritted teeth  he breathed heavily, the heat rising from his mouth brought goose pimples to the skin of the vampire and he smiled.

“Justice.”

Clutching her head as her demon sense overwhelmed her momentarily Surreal shook it off as she watched the vampires advance. Slamming her finger against the the alarm on her wrist watch, the connection to ICE that she should have used when first getting into this, praying Andferne could get someone to her in time. The smoke in the room cleared as the vampires approached her when suddenly a flash of blue and red tore through the room. Blinking she stared at the man in front of her, watching as the massive body tore through the vampire like a hot knife through butter, her eyes kept deceiving her as the man swept through the room like a blur of muscle and colour.

Whipping her head out of the way as the burst of ash slashed through the air blowing her aside, from the vampires being destroyed around her. Huddling into herself to stay clear of all the chaos. Her heart beat out of her chest as she prayed that this man was here to help her and not the vampires, there was no way this... creature... no way she could stop him ig hr esd not on her side. The screams of the vampires burst through her ear drums and seemed to rattle through her body, crawling back into the door way she desperatley searched her hip pack for more Ammo.. when the sounds suddenly halted as fast as they started... Slowly raising her head she peered through the curtain of crimson hair covering her face and watched as the man, half man half beast.. approached the remaining vampire... She bareley heard the vampires question but the mans voice rang true across the room and instantly stopped her beating heart..

"Justice."

Surreal intook breath as she looked at the man standing in front of her, tall and muscular, her eyes raked across his body as she felt her heart started to beat again. Before she reahed his face a stream of vampires flew through the door, she counted at least 10 of them as she leapt to his back holding the stake out in front of her ready to fight turning her head slightly she felt the heat rising from her body in response to his proximity, shaking it off she turned to the man and muttered..

"im hoping your on my side sugar, names Surreal.. senior sargeant of the Freedom Fighters and a member of ICE, shall we dust these suckers?" her bravado was slightly marred by the breathiness of her voice, but she managed to get it all out without too much of a stutter. Without waiting for a reply she grabbed his arm and used it as levearge to swing out at the nearest approaching vampire, swiping her foot at its head with massive force she managed to knock it over into the vampire behind it, flying foward she slammed the stake into its chest forcing the vampire behind it back towards the fading sunlight pushing it out the window watching as it burnt up in the last rays of sunshine.

Swinging around the fading sunset shining off her hair she grinned wide at the man and for the first time got a good look at his face, her eyes widened as she realised he was the man in her dreams, the man she had dreamt of many times in her bunker, waking in a sweat as she recalled every inch of his face, a strange dream where they were a family.. with kids.. living a happy life.. it was a dream she had nearly every night.. but it had stopped this last month.

Her mouth fell open as she looked at him, bareley seeing the vampire approaching her.....

The room seemed to shudder as the Master stepped back and he felt the warmth of another behind him, her sent was familiar somehow and he knew she was no threat to him. She spoke but his animal sense had control, He was paying no attention to her words as he watched the vampires had used the brief distraction to manoeuvre between them and their master, the door behind him burst open, His arm tensed as she grabbed it using her momentum she span round him kicking the nearest vampire away as it charged. As she landed in front of him she froze for a moment her eyes seemed to grow as she looked towards his face. A mistake a vampire was about to take advantage of. It lept a small smile on its face as it bore its teeth.

Sovereign was now on all fours, His elbows out as he prepared to jump. A growl seemed to shudder round the room as his eyes once again turned feral. He lunched himself at the target without a thought and the Vampires smile was lost as his head came loose and his body vanished in a rain of dust. Sovereign was now behind her, One arm out moving her around so the vampires could not get a clear shot. They were all focusing on him the threat to their master. They were a pack after all, one of the biggest he had ever seen, over 30 strong now. He snarled if one approached and it stepped back fearing for its undead life. His eyes scanned over what he saw before him, A mix of shades, dark blues and the red hot image of the woman behind him. His mind was programmed to protect any innocents and now with the focus of the attack on him they began to evacuate the building and he would protect them all even in the event of his death. Sector 13 had made the perfect hero in some respects, He would never tire or have a problem with moral stand he did what he was told.

He had already caught the masters scent from their first battle, The vampires thought they had the upper hand as they moved in and then it happened all in a red and blue flash, His muscle tore as they attacked and he countered, They cut with their nails, Pulled with their arms, but they never broke past him to her, She was fighting to catching any that he had knocked off guard, She did not liked to be protected like she was helpless. His body was covered in cuts and his suit was all but ruined a cloud of dust hung over the two of them as only the master and two more where left.  The master held his arm looking in fright at what he had seen and then it all went dark in Sovereigns head as he broke from his protective stance over the woman. He tore past the two last vampires each sent flying a hundred yards in opposite directions, As he threw himself at the master. His teeth skinning into the throat of the ancient leader, Blood and dust sprayed over Sovereign face as he turned the vampire now dealt with.

His heart was racing, the blood flowing in his veins he could see her heat rising from her body as she breathed heavily, he moved in an instant and was now in her face his teeth bared, his snarls echoing the hall of the Un that now lay in waste. It was not until he caught her sent again that he backed away sitting on all fours he came to himself and titled his head and looked at her. His costume in shatters as he stared deep into her eyes.

“Excuse me miss but do I know you”.

He spoke his tone level and his face unreadable. He had gone back to what was left of the man inside, the last bit that Sector 13 had allowed him to keep.

A shinobi stood perfectly still, his legs bent ever so slightly as his left hand gripped the bottom part of the sheathed infamous dragon blade, as his right hand hovered over the blades handle. The body was loose, aware and ready to move attack and defend at any given moment. The areas was dark, almost pitch black, with only a few gently lit torches serving as a guiding light inside the naturally made cave. The sounds of running water, coursing through the cracks were drowned out by the fluttering bats that weaved around his head. Looking around his eyes locked on to the fiendish monsters, there numbers increasing as they moved closer to him. There movements were unpredictable, almost rag doll like.

The expression on his face disguised by a traditional shinobi mask, with only his eyes showing any sign of emotion, but to these creatures, emotions meant nothing, a tender laugh, a soft tear.......They were all the same, just another emotion that needed killing. As the the monsters came within striking distance, the shinobi faster than the eye can see, moved at blinding speeds, leaving nothing but a blur behind him, as the first line of fiends were decapitated. One by one the devilish creatures found themselves at the mercy of a legendary blade, wielded by a legendary warrior, there cries falling upon death ears as they were all slain, a puddle of emerald liquid, left as the beasts dissolved upon death. The shinobi ran up the walls of the cave, until he came to a stop...........His name Ryu Hayabusa, and on this fateful day, he was being controlled by young Hatake.

"WOOHOO Nearly finished level 14" The playstation 3 controller gripped firmly in his hand, his eyes wide  as his body twitched every now and again from the 7 cups of coffee he had drunk. At only 13 years of age Hatake, was too young to be drinking coffee but it was the only way for him to stay up all night, and play the addictive video game. The wide eyes of the young ninja were focused only upon the television screen, which was only a short distance away from the foot of his bed, which he sat on. Occasionally he would catch a glimpse, of the beyblade posters that stuck to his Bleach wallpaper. Hatake had been in the Ice mansion, much longer than most of the other members, since its Andferne had began reforming. This was because at such a young age, and being so far way from home, Hatake would need time to adjust to his new home, but it only took him a single second to accept the offer from a great hero.......Still he always wondered why he had been chosen to be in a team full of people much older and far more experienced than he was.

As the end of the level was nearing, his body was frantically moving up and down and he repeated the word yes as each monster was killed. At that very moment his communicator began to beep as a message came through. "ICE this is Andferne, but now I am sure you have all gotten word of my little press conference today. It is time we talked. I want everyone here ASAP, we have work to do" Hatake paused the game, and stood perfectly still as his hands tightened on the controller, his breathing became much heavier. "DAMN WHY? I ALMOST FINISHED THE LEVEL" In all his frustration, Hatake moved to the war room, noticing a group of the others, as he sat down slouched angry that he had been called away from the game.

Octagon's eyes were dark and lifeless. He had been fighting a friend and nearly killed him. His brother in arms, Lst Paladin lay on the ground, a deep wound in his chest...

Octagon shook his head, clearing away the aweful memories. Octagon would never forgive himself for what he had done, but right now he needed to concentrate on his future. A future with ICE. He felt different now. He was experiencing right now...

Dont wanna wait til tomorrow, why put it off another day? One more walk through problem, built up, and stand in our way. One step ahead, one step behind me. Now you gotta run to get even.

Octagon looked down the street. He was in a city in the mid-west, trying to get away from his past. Luckily, the present kept him pretty busy. There were a group of thugs breaking into a bank down the street from Octagon. Running to the scene, he noticed there were six small-timers. He felt like he'd accomplished more in his career than being on the level of taking out bank robbers, but he would do anything he could to help fix the damage he'd done. Doing good deeds helped him let go of his past, so he ran into the bank's main room. There were several people crouching under desks and on the floor. They looked up at Octagon in confusion, anger, and fear. Apparently, they didn't know who or what he was, but it didn't matter right now. Octagon formed a large hand in the air above one of the robbers' guards. The hand grabbed the guard's head and slammed it into a desk. Falling unconscious, the guard dropped his gun.

Make future plans, dont dream about yesterday. C'mon turn, turn this thing around right now. It's your tomorrow, right now. C'mon, it's everything. Right now, catch a magic moment. Do it right here and now. It means everything.

A second guard popped up from behind a corner. Recognizing Octagon as a super-being, he pointed his AK-47 at a group of hostages.

"Back away right now, or I'll kill them all!" the guard screamed. Octagon backed away slowly, but then disappeared. Instantly, he appeared behind the guard. Quickly, Octagon grabbed the man from behind, squeezing his left bicep across the man's neck. With his other hand, Octagon grabbed the hand that the guard was using to carry his weapon and twisted it back and up. As the pressure increased on the man's neck, the grip on his weapon loosened. The man passed out within seconds and the weapon fell to the ground. Octagon motioned to the people to leave the building.

Miss the beat, you lose the rhythm and nothing falls into place, no. Only missed by a fraction, slipped a little off your pace. The more things you get, the more you want, just trade in one for the other. Working so hard to make it easier. Got to turn, c'mon turn this thing around.

The other four robbers were probably in the bank vault. Sure enough, they were collecting money into bags and Octagon cleared his throat.

"I'm afraid your check has bounce and I'm going to have to repossess all of that," Octagon laughed softly as the robbers scrambled to grab their weapons. They had stacked them in the corner while they were collecting the money. Octagon lifted the machine guns into the air and ripped the clips from them. Now completely defenseless, the robbers stood with their arms held high. But with one, quick motion, the leader of the group had pulled a silenced pistol from his vest. Octagon raised his arms slowly.

"Woah, you should be careful with that thing. You could really put you eye out...," as Octagon finished his speaking, the weapon raised from the robber's hand and turned around to face him. A small, dark hand floated around the handle and took it. The robber put his hands on the back of his head.

Right now, it's your tomorrow. Right now, c'mon, it's everything. Right now, catch that magic moment, do it right here and now. It means everything. It's enlightening me, right now. What are you waiting for? Oh yeah, right now.

Octagon was tying up the criminals when his comm-link went off with a message from Andferne. Octagon had created an earpiece verision of the wrist communicator after he'd gotten it. Andy was calling the team home. Knowing that the local authorities could handle the thieves from here, Octagon teleported away from the bank.

In minutes, he was at the front door of the ICE mansion. He walked into the main room. It hadn't changed since he was here last. The wood floor was polished and the room was flawless. Once again, Octagon teleported. Down in the war room was where Andy would be. Octagon stepped through several teammates, some he knew and some he didn't. He smiled as he approached a dark, cherry wood chair. Octagons were the shapes that made up the backrest and seat. Thin, elegant arms flowed down the sides like rivers and legs designed the same way extended to the floor, ending with ball-and-claw feet. Taking his seat, Octagon pulled his arms up to the table and stared at the others.

"Shall we begin?"

"Can you move a bit faster?" asked Lady Winter, as Paragon moved slowly behind her.

"I could... IF I WASN'T BLEEDING EVERYWHERE!" he shot back. The duo had been wandering the tower for what seemed like hours, trying to make their way to an exit. From what he could remember from the schematics for the building he had found on the computer, there was a door not far from where they were. Just a few floors down. The red sun was setting, blanketing the city in an ominous blood red glow, and cast eerie shadows around the rooms. "Almost there anyways. Ugh." he grunted, as he fell to his knees.

"Oh for God's sake. Man up, hero." said Winter, rolling her eyes.

Paragon winced as he looked up at her. "I may be just a bones expert, but in my professional opinion as a doctor, you really messed things up when you twisted the blade. Even with my healing factor, it's going to sting like a b**** for a week."

"Swearing now? That's not like you. I must be rubbing off." she smiled at him from under her hood. "Take your shirt off, and I'll fix it up, if that will shut you up."

"You know, I am a married man, Corissa..." he joked, as he removed his armour and bloody shirt.

"Or I could just stab you again." she threatened, making Paragon zip his lips. Corissa removed the long black glove from her right hand, and carefully touched the open wound, while her other hand caressed her small silver necklace. Instantly, the torn flesh merged together and repaired it's self without even a sign of a scar. "There. It's fixed. Now quit complaining and let's keep moving."

Hopping to his feet, Paragon stretched and tested out the repair for himself. "Wow!" he exclaimed, as he put his armour back on. "Haven't had a wound healed that way in a long time. Not since Liz and I were at that Tibetan monastery that gave me my sword and costume."

"You dwell on the past. Especially this Liz you keep talking about." said Corissa, as they continued toward the exit. "Is she your wife?"

"No. She was my partner back in my early days. We did everything together, and I'll be damned if the media didn't think we were married too." he smiled. "We were quite the team though, and I guess just being around you sort of reminds me of her for some reason."

" 'Were quite the team'? What happened? Get in a fight and break up?" Corissa mocked, her voice bleeding with sarcasm.

Paragon's smile dropped as he replied. "She was killed. All because of that f***ing Deustch vampire, Leitner! God! I just want to.... RAHHH!" He quickly drew his sword and chopped a nearby pillar in half.

"Easy, tiger." said a shocked Winter, taking a step back. "Save some of that anger incase we have to fight our way out of here. We're almost out of here."

He blinked, as his sudden rage subsided. "Huh? Yea. Don't know what came over me there..." He shook his head, before begining to sing to himself. "I saw my baby, cryin' hard as babe could cry..."

"No singing."

Maya had entered the Ice Lair, glancing around at all the hi tech equipment and other gadgets. As she walked with her sunglasses she could see statute upon statue of ice members old and new. She recognized some of the ice members from when she was just a little girl in school. She wasn’t paying attention to where she placed her feet and she heard a loud crunch from underneath her.  She managed to look down and see she had stepped on someone’s video game. Looking at the broke controller she looked around and then headed to what appeared to be the kitchen. The smell of cornbread, pudding mashed potatoes and fried chicken filled her nose.

She looked around to see no one insight, and she began picking at the chicken on the table, after a while picking at the chicken turned into pulling an entire leg off, she sat down at the table and began munching and chomping down on the chicken leg biting right through the bone.

Inside her stomach

Camille: Whoa! Soon there isn’t going to be enough room for us!

Cassidy: Remind me never to get pregnant!

Camille: you might want to make sure you get birthed first! I still haven’t decided if I want to choke you with the umbilical cord.

Maya, looked up to see the kitchen staff looking at her with a shocked look on her face, she just smiled as they pointed to the steps letting her know that’s where everyone is. Maya slowly began walking up the steps peering in every room looking for the “war room” she could hear plenty of voices but couldn’t make out what they were saying.  As she came into clear view she couldn’t actually remember anyone she saw except Andferne and Light, she sat down in her seat with a refreshing sigh and then turned to Andy.

“I don’t know if you remember me but I’m Maya Lopez.” She smiled and then continued again “I know the last time you saw me I was a bit young, but thanks to SOMEONE I’ve been vaulted into womanhood” She leaned back in her chair and introduced herself to everyone while smiling at light. She rubbed her now full stomach, she was happy to finally belong to a group that would make a difference, she smiled putting her hands behind her head, finally speaking “Sooooo what now hm?

He watched her as she moved towards the ambassador and smiled as his heightened hearing caught her comment. She then spoke to him as if he should know her. Turning his head he waited for orders “Follow the girl” nodding he followed her outside; his face was still unreadable as people looked at the odd two. She lifted her arm to call for a cab. Sovereigns idea of personal space was all but gone as he reached out and took her arm and placed it over his neck, his other arm twisted under her knees in moments his had lifted her against his bare chest and once again he felt her heat. Pushing of with his left foot he began to run with one explanation for his actions “I’m faster than cars”. Her body was almost weightless to him as he moved.

Sovereign had to adjust his speed so that MR could breathe under the force he was moving. It would be moments before he made it to the Ice Mansion. As they moved he zipped in-between and across building, He found his mind racing, things the woman had said to him and a name. “Andy” he whispered his eyebrows meeting in the middle as he wondered how he knew the name, He remember so little of his past and yet this name seemed important to him in some way. She moved in his arms and for the first time his body shivered at her touch and he stopped dead, She looked up at him for a moment and he began to run again.

Placing her down, He looked at her “we have arrived” he stood motionless. This building seemed to mean something to him, Reaching out he rubbed a hand and the wall and looked at the woman “Have I been to this place before". He missed how warm she felt against him, but did not say he wondered if he missed what it was like to be near other humans, her sent was still strong and he tilted his head as he wondered what this place held for him. He could already pick up the scents of the people inside; A young boy caught his wolf like sense as he looked around, He waited for her to lead on

Sam lied down on the couch of his old family home in Massachusetts in a lazy fashion. He was still in his pajamas from the night before, which consisted of  an old Red Hot Chili Peppers t-shirt and a pair of boxers with a hole cut in the back, and through that hole, a long, green, and scaly tail poked through drooping over the side of the couch.

Sam was far from being a normal person. In fact, at first look, he appeared more animal than human. His reptilian appearance had been the product of an incident at his father’s lab, one that his father was the cause of. In a fit of rage, he forced Sam and his twin brother Dean into a machine he had been developing for the military. It combined the attributes of certain animals with humans, and when the two emerged from it, they were changed. Tough, green scales covered his entire body, his pupils were merely slits in the middle of a yellow iris, his hair was a deep green, a long tail came out from behind him, and at the end of each finger and three toed foot, was a retractable, razor sharp claw. Dean had taken on the image of a mix between a human and a tiger.

Sam felt the couch nudge as the unmistakable sight of his orange and black fur covered brother jumped over it, landing on Sam’s legs.

“You know, you could warn me when you’re about to do something like that,” Sam said as he continued to lie there searching channels and finding nothing of interest on.

“You tell me how much fun that would be. Wait, I’ll tell you. Zero,” Dean replied while moving Sam’s feet off a seat cushion and making himself comfortable. Dean continued, “Don’t you have a job or something you should be at right about now? Mom would have hated to see you just waste your life away sitting on the couch, watching TV.”

“Dean, I think that if mom were alive, she wouldn’t have really wanted to see us. You know, the scales and fur and everything. Besides, I’m on leave. What are you doing with your life?”

Dean smiled, his razor sharp canines showing through. “I’m still doing freelance work. I’m the Fantastic Catseye remember. I do what I want when I want with a lot more freedom than your silly team.”

“You know, you should really try us out…” Sam replied, still flipping channels on the remote. “The team I mean. Scott’s on the team, remember. With you, it would be just like the old days. Andy’s a great guy and a better lead….” He trailed off as he saw Andy himself speaking at a news conference on CNN.  “You see, all of America trusts him, not just ICE.” Sam let out a deep sigh as he realized what this conference meant. His time off was over.

Sam walked over to the closet, and pulled out his ICE uniform, specially made to complement his camouflage abilities. As the stealthiest member of the team, it was imperative that his camouflage abilities worked to their fullest, especially on covert infiltration missions, of which he had become the first pick for.When it was on, it would mimic his skin pattern exactly, no matter the color or the appearance of texture. Without it, he would be forced to work naked most of the time, an idea that none of the team members, including Sam, particularly liked

“Dean,” Sam called out. “I’m taking the Acura to New York. ICE is having a little meeting at the Headquarters.

“You mean the Catmobile?” Dean yelled back from the other side of the house.

“What? Catmobile? Are you serious?”

“Yeah just fill it back up when you get back. OH! And be sure to use premium.”

Sam turned the key to the door at got inside what Dean referred to as “The Catmobile.” Which was in fact, merely a 1997 Acura Integra painted orange and black. The A/C didn’t work, the clutch stuck, and he looked like the world’s biggest Clemson University fan driving to New York, but it was his only way to get there.

Words could not describe how much he hated New York. He found it too crowded for a person with the appearance of a lizard to remain hidden, and often had many nasty looks thrown at him. Most believed he was merely a mutant and not a hero at all, but Sam liked it that way. Andy, Paladin, Hawk, and everyone else could have the hero spotlight. He was just happy being behind the scenes.

As he pulled up to the ICE HQ, he was given a security check at the gate: retinal scan, hand print, voice scan, the works. The little Acura or….Catmobile, found the steep hill up to the front door difficult, and the engine gave in, and completely shut down, sending the car rolling backwards to the bottom of the hill. Not knowing what else to do, Sam opened the door, leaped to the ground and began to roll on the ground. He watched as the car without a driver reached the parking lot below and hit a nice new Mercedes, bludgeoning it’s side. With that, Sam got up and casually entered the ICE mansion acting like he had seen nothing. When he entered the war room, he saw the meeting was already in progress and he took a seat at the table.

“Sorry…… car trouble….. So what’s new?”

He was a strange man, stranger than she had ever experienced. Looking deep in his eyes as he ran with her she could almost feel that he was not totally there, something not right. Shaking her head she realised they had arrived at ICE mansion.. He gently placed her on the ground and ran his hand over the building..  tilting her head she watched him as he slid his massive hand across the bricks like they were satin sheets.

“Have I been to this place before" Her forehead wrinkled as she frowned at him and a worried flash swept across her green eyes. What had happened to him, she thought to herself as she took his hand and led him through the front door of the mansion.

"of course you have been here before Mike, this is the ICE mansion, it is the home of the ICE DRAGONS" Just as she was saying these words she could hear the other members in the war room and knew if Andferne had called them together something urgent was going on. "there is no time for this right now, we need to get in there" pulling him through she suddenly stopped as Jeeves headed toward them.

"Lady Surreal, Master Mike, Andferne is expecting in the war room, but..."  he looked over the two of them taking in their clothing or lack of and slightly raised an eyebrow "perhaps you would like to change first?, I can find some clothing for Master Mike if you like your Ladyship" SIghing to herself Surreal looked down at her tattered dress and nodded at Jeeves. "its ok Jeeves i will just raid..." a small smirk washed over her face "Andfernes room, we have to hurry" sweeping past Jeeves she took Mikes hand and pulled him up the stairsracing to her quarters. Sitting him down on the bed she dashed into her closet and quickly changed. Sweeping out the door she ran into Andfernes room and grabbed jeans and a shirt, hoping they would fit she strode into the room and looked at him. He sat there with a slightly glazed look on his face. Hoping he would wake up she placed the clothes beside him and took his face in her hands.

"Mike, i need you to focus, see these clothes you need to put them on" he looked up at her and frowned slightly as if listening to an inner voice, suddenly he stood up and started to take off his pants. Her eyes widened and she whipped around turning her back on him, blushing. Her body still burned from when he carried her as they ran.. as she waited she thought back to earlier and again frowned, where had he been.. what had happened. Just as she got caught up in her thoughts he gently touched her shoulder, turning she laughed slightly at the outfit, the jeans fit around the wait but they ended at his calves, the shirt pulled across his chest, but it was the best they could do for now.

Taking his hand again, she realised how comfortable it felt to take his hand and smiled slightly leading him down to the war room. Pushing open the doors she quietly pulled Mike to the nearest chais and nodded at Andferne and tilted her head at Mike as if to say 'look what i found'. Their Captain stood at the table talking, she smiled at him and sat listening to what he had to say.

Cro walked nonchalantly through the mansions of ICE, passing various peoples rooms. His friend's room was right next to his, and he laughed at the oversized Red Hot Chili Peppers Poster on the door. It wasn't there when he last was here. Cryo had kicked off his flip flops in his room, walking simply with the pads on his feet. He passed a window on his way to the stairwell, and noticed something dart in his vision.

Cryo looked closer out the window and saw someone land outside the mansion. In what looked like a pretty massacred Union Jack outfit. "Does Andy have a British cousin?" Cryo murmured to himself, raising an eyebrow. Despite that, he looked familiar, in an odd way. Maybe it was the way he moved, but something struck him as familiar. Cryo shook it off and descended the stairs. It took him a while to navigate the ICE Mansion. He'd been gone for nearly a year, maybe more. He hadn't kept track, and he didn't think Ghoul did either. His sense of smell lured him into the kitchen, where he raided ICE's stash of bacon. He didn't have time to cook it, and every now and then raw meat with a bit of salt thrown on satisfied Cryo wolf side.

He chomped on a few pieces as hemeandered through ICE's lower levels, the actual base part of the base. He couldn't remain quiet, as his claws clicked rhythmically as he walked against the steel, further made louder by the echo. His ears twitched as he heard a familiar voice that made him smile, a piece of bacon hanging out the side of his mouth.

"Sorry...Car trouble...So what's new?"

Cryo gulped down the bacon and walked behind Cham, wrapping his right arm around his shoulders and leaning on him. "What's new is," Cryo said, nibbling on a piece of bacon, "That I can probably kick your tail in a War Room simulation." He grinned, biting off a piece of Bacon and looking to Cham. "Oh wait," Cryo spoke with false realization. "I already do that anyways." He grinned wider and looked back to the other, flicking his tail and waving to everyone else. "Howdydo."

The leader of the Ice Dragons was still clad in his star spangled attire. The red, white, and blue displayed proudly as he pondered over the phone call he had just received from Mani. Almost as if on cue he heard from the son of Preen, the two started to discuss what he had found out but then Paladin seemed urgent. Before Andy could stop him or say much Paladin cut him off and left, making his way to the home of Hawk and Mani. Fuming he wanted to chase after him and tell him to start thinking more clearly. To wait for the rest of the team and let them deal with this as a Family. To not go running off half cocked with no plan and more importantly no back up...

Shortly after Andferne's old friend Reenforcer arrived. He could tell that Andy was upset, that many things were pacing through his head. "What's the situation?" he asked, looking at him he let out a irritated sigh and responded "Which one, let's wait for a few more to show up and then we can begin?".

Vade showed up next, his ever so cocky self, "So Andferne, what's the rush that you cut me out from having a three way with mermaids?" Laughing he looked at him "Take a seat, we both know you were most likely playing grab a$$ with Namor again".

Following him in was Restless "I think my wounds have healed enough for some action" Nodding at her with a smile Andy told her "Good, we are going to need all of the Dragons for this, we're going to be spread thin I am afraid".

The lights flickered lower as Octy made his entrance, seeming wrapped in shadows "Shall we begin?". "Not yet my friend, we are waiting for a few others still".

Light came in afterward, that smug smile on his face "How about we add some rum and coke to such a festive event?" Andy knew it was just a joke, but he would not pass the chance to harass him. "Don't think you need anymore of that father to be".

With a stern, and little upset look on his face Hatake came down stairs to join the others. Andy knew he was most likely upset that his latest gaming experience was interrupted. No doubt he was on the verge of beating yet another level.

Their newest recruit came in not longer after. He looked as if he was nervous, perhaps wondering if he was really there. Slowly walking towards him Andy placed his hand on his shoulder and welcomed him "Take a seat Ep, we are just about to begin"

Moments passed as the gathered Dragons small talked with one another. Prima and Graft arriving and catching up as they awaited the rest of their clan, their family. Maya tenderly came down the steps next and took her seat "Soooo, what now?""Cham and Cryo should be here shortly, once they show we can begin".

Minutes passed and Andy watched the interaction between Maya and Light, his concern for them showing on his face as he wondered if this would be too dangerous to put a pregnant woman in. Breaking him from his thoughts Cham walked in "Sorry, ...car trouble. So whats new?" Shaking his head Andy looked over at him "Why don't you let me get you a new car? or at least let me work on the one you have".

Shortly after Cryo came pouncing in, his cheerful demeanor present with his greeting "Howdydo" Nodding his head all Andy could do was smile, the smirk on his face showing that it was good to be home.

Last to arrive was MK, a long time friend of Andy's who recently had a dramatic change. Before the events of the Doomsday crisis, MK was Nobody, invisible to the naked eye. But now everyone could see him, and he had a brand new bag of trick, and the confidence to back them now. "So, what's the trouble, Andy?" Extending his hand Andy showed him his seat and then headed back to his spot.

"Alright Dragons, here is the situations. Yes, we have more than one agenda to take care of. So that will mean after the debriefing I will be splitting you into team so that we can bring our boys back home. The press conference and its effects will have to wait, we have more pressing matters to attend to. As we all know we have lost a couple Dragons over the last year, notably Hawk, and Sovereign Son. Well today I found out that Hawk is not dead. Somehow Lord's Angel crossed over last time and has been parading around as Hawk since. It was in fact he who died that dreadful day. Hawk is still stuck back in that alternate reality. It seems"... he stopped in mid sentence, Andy was clearly taking in a deep breath as he whispered in his mind jasmine..

Just as the thought entered his mind a beautiful woman dressed in a forest green skirt, and emerald top walked down the stairs. Her foot steps graceful as light, as if she was barely touching the floor. Delicate butterfly like wings nestled close to her body, as her rainbow colored hair lit up her face. Not wanting to disturb things she quietly took her seat and Andy shook his head as he blinked his eyes under the visor. As if he was waking up, mesmerized.

"It seems that Paladin has taken it upon himself to go after Hawk. But that does not fly around here, we are a family and we look after our own. Last we know that entire world was hostile, a war zone. So we are forming one group to go back there, a simple search and rescue. I don't want any heroics, I just want them back people. Unfortunately none of us have one of those nifty godly hammers to get us there. So we are going to use a more... unconventional means. Octagon, that means you. I'm not going to lie to you, this method is going to hurt. We are going to have to give you a tremendous power boost so that you can teleport yourself and others across the fabric of reality. This is like nothing you have Ever done, it is going to be physically dangerous. If you are not up for it then we can find another way, but my gut is telling me that time is of the essence. We still have the power generator that Nighthunter cooked up before he left. It will need a drastic boost to give us the output we need, but I have that covered. I will open up the core and continually blast power into it, feeding it until you have the energy needed to make that trip".

Andy was about to continue when a familiar redhead made her way down, standing beside her was a man they all thought dead... "Look what I found" a worried smile was on her face. But a smile none the less, both of them looking as if they had seen a fight. Now out of uniform and dressed in casuals. Andferne just stood there in shock, trying to figure out what was going on. He had seen the plane crash down, had searched the site his self and found now trace of him. The torn and tattered mask still set atop of his dressed in remembrance. "But how?".... he was thinking of waiting for pleasantries but banished that thought from his mind. They were soldiers after all, and they had a job to do. "It's good to see you back on your feet soldier, you couldn't of picked a better time. Our brothers need us. Take a seat, we're about to go over the rest of the missions". A heavy glance stayed on Sovereign as Andy weighed him. He seemed different somehow, like something changed since he saw him last.

"Now, where was I? ...oh yes the power generator. Octagon we have arranged for a platform on which you can stand to help control the energy and focus it. Each member who will be going with you will be on that platform with you. It is important that you clear your mind and think solely of that place. Your life and everyone going with you may very well depend on it. Going with you on this will be Light, Reenforcer, Vade, Epsilon, Marvel Knight, and Solace, if she is up to it that is" Andy looked as if he half expected a shoe to be thrown his way for even thinking that. But continued on with his thoughts.

"This is going to way heavily on you Octagon. Most likely drain you dry for some time. So it is important that yall find a place to hold up as soon as you arrive. Set up a base of operations and get the rest you need to be back on your feet. Vade will be able to help search the world. Since he is from there, his knowledge will be beneficial. Maybe he can get in contact with Nighthunter and the Freedom Fighters to help with intel. Reenforcer will be able to use his speed to help yall cover a lot of ground in a short amount of time. The rest of you have flight capability which will help give you a birds eye view on things. Just remember the teams safety is prority one. Be careful".

"Now about that signal I received, and the first reason I called you all here today. Paragon has been missing in action since before Doomsday Crisis, at first I thought he was just on vacation or staying low. But no one, I mean no one has heard from him since then. Just a few hours ago I received a distress signal from a alien source. This thing was not even in out sector. There was a message from Paragon, somethings happening there and he can't get more word to us. My guess is that someone took him, and we're getting him back. Sovereign, you are going to be jumping back into the fray right off the bat. Are you ok with that solider? Red there will be accompanying you to keep an eye on things. As well as Cham, Cryo, Hatake, Restless, Prima, and Graft. Lucky for all of you, yall will get to use our new toy. Don't ask how I got it, you really do not want to know". With that he punched up a data sequence and a hologram of a Black Bird appeared, its scans going of and giving its readings.

"This baby is like nothing any of us have ever seen. She goes beyond state of the art. It is capable of reaching mach speeds while in orbit, suitable for travel through deep sea, not folding under the pressure of the deep blue yonder. Has force shields like something stolen right out of a star wars movie. A alien cloaking device with a build in stealth system that dampens the sounds of the jet engines. Suited and ready for space travel, and in those zero gravity environments able to hit light speed. This is My pride and joy Dragons, please be careful with her, No crash landings, she is one of a kind". Bleeping the hologram off he took a control device and thew it into the hands of Hatake.

"You sit and practice those video games all day, in and out. Time to put those skills to the test buddy. She's yours to fly, scratch her and you can forget about ever seeing a video game again. The rest of you, that place is going to be a huge area to search, and entire planet or more. I have gathered the coordinates from that last transmission, but I am afraid it broke out before I could lock it down to a more defined area. Stealth is your primary action. Find out what is going one, find our Brother, and get him home. Get all of you home safe and sound. And that is an Order!"

"Alright Dragons, you have your missions now lets get to it. Octagon your team will be leaving tonight. We will wait until them so you are as powerful as possible. You have a few more hours to prepare, gather your supplies and make them count. You do not know what the place is like, or how long this is going to take. Sovereign, Red, your team can leave as soon as you are ready. The Bird is already supplied with food and drink to last a year in the cargo, as well as survival gear. Just gather your personal stuff and what ever weaponry you think that you will need".

Andy stayed behind as the Dragons all made their way about the room, getting ready, saying their goodbyes and just doing whatever it is they thought needed. He waited until he could catch Red alone to talk with her "Watch him carefully, something is not right. Right now he needs our help, let us show him who he is" Giving her a warm smile he patted her shoulder and made his way over to Sovereign. "I need you to take care of them for me brother. I can't go with yall on this one". Unstrapping the shield from his back Andy handed it to Mike. "Remember who you are, why it is we fight the fight we do. Remember what we have always said. In order for evil to win, all it needs is for good men to do nothing. We are good men, we do things to make this world a better place, because both of us know that the World still needs Heroes". Taking in a deep breath he gave his brother in arms a nod and walked away, hoping that his words sunk in, that he would remember.

Turning around he saw a woman who brought a smile to his face. It always seemed that when his back was up against the wall, she was there to help. Always ready and willing to lend a helping hand, as if it was fairy magic. Walking to her he took a seat next by, letting out a long breath as if he had been working himself too much. Which was probably true, but he would never say. There was a ton of things to do still and he didn't have the time. But when he looked into her eyes, time seemed to stand still, like the world would wait for that brief moment.

"You are a sight for sore eyes darlin. How is it that you always appear when I need you most? You wouldn't be keeping tabs on me now would you?" He smiled teasingly, his mind wondering why it was she was here. There was no way for her to know of Hawk, or Paragon. What else was there? "We can use you right about now, I can use you. To help me watch over them, you heard what is going on, will you help us once again?" his hands reached out slowly to hers and took one of them in his warm strong grasp "My dear friend" his eyes never left hers. Wait for her reply, letting her choose where it was that she felt she could best help. After waiting that time, and a hesitant fraction more to stare into her mystical eyes he went back to his feet and address the Dragons, his family.

"I'm sorry to report that I will not be going with any of the two teams. Someone has to stay behind in case anything goes wrong. With my work load as of late, thanks to our President, it is best that I stay behind. Dragons believe me when I tell you that I will let nothing, and I mean nothing happen to you. The moment you need me I shall be there. I will bring the armies of Earth itself if I must. Put a call to Veritas, WAL, or even Dark Reign if I have to. But you are all coming home. I Promise you that!"

Saluting them all Andy held firm and proud, there was not a better group of heroes to be found on any earth, or in any galaxy. He was damn proud to share the battlefield with all of them. Honored to call them all family.

Cryo sat down at his seat next to Cham and listened to the briefing intently. Cryo was the type of person to take notes on everything, but he never had too. He recorded every bit of information he needed using his increased intellect, as he was doing during Andy's talk.

 "...suitable for travel through deep sea, not folding under the pressure of the deep blue yonder..."

Cryo made a quiet "Pssh" sound. "So can I, but you don't see me offering rides to anyone." Cryo said quietly as a joke to himself. Because his father was Poseidon, he could withstand oceanic pressures on his own. Inside Joke at its finest. Cryo thought. Then, something occurred to him. He was a master of water and the oceans here, but what about there? How different was this unknown planet's water? Could Cryo control it? He shuddered slightly at the thought. Cryo had always been able to bend water, and now the sudden loss of something he took for granted scared him. What if he couldn't breathe under those waters? What if they crushed him as soon as he dove in? Cryo pushed the thought away just as Andy finished speaking.

As the others ran about to get ready, Cryo slipped off up to his room. He gave the passcode and entered the room, quickly going about gathering his things. He made sure FrostBite was secured around his neck. He rummaged through his closet and found a shirt suitable for the job. It was one of his first costumes ever, and through the magic of spandex, still fit. It was a spandex t-shirt, light blue with a white T formation on it. The white on the shirt circled Cryo's neck, ran along his shoulders down the top of his arms, and straight down the front and back of the shirt. He slipped it on, the spandex molding to his body frame. Cryo never really minded wearing spandex...it made him feel like a Power Ranger. He kept on his brown cargo shorts but wore no footwear. He sadly had to leave his messenger bag behind--if he had to fight, a messenger bag probably wouldn't be too helpful. Instead, he packed everything into packs he'd clipped onto his belt, the one that had the Power Ranger belt buckle. In the storage clips, Cryo stored his cell phone/communicator, some bacon strips in case he got hungry, and various other things. He also got the idea to include a water bottle filled with crisp, clean, pure filtered water. Just in case he couldn't bend the water in space, he'd bring his own. Making sure he had everything, Cryo descended back to the War Room, meeting the others in his group to get started. He thanked the Gods Cham was in his group. The mission was already fun.

Remy set down in his chair at the table while waiting for more of the team to arrive so the meeting could commence. Like everyone else Remy's chair was custom made for him. Both the seat and back of the chair were shaped like spades curved exactly to fit his body. On the back of the chair a lightning bolt was engraved. There were decks of cards in a compartment on his left arm rest and a place for his telescopic bo staff in the compartment on his right arm rest. He tucked his bo staff into the compartment on his right arm rest and waited. He watched as more and more of the team migrated into the room. Remy was a pretty new addition to the team himself, but he knew the story's or legends as one might call them behind these heroic individuals.

Cyro and Marvel Knight were the last to walk in before Andy stood and called for attention. Remy noticed the bacon Cryo was eating and his stomach growled in response. He had run from Paris to New York today and that would take its toll. Andy was starting "Alright Dragons..." before he could continue Remy raced out the door and down to the kitchen, he saw that Jeeves had made himself a plate, a steak and some salid on the side. The old buttler had turned around to grab a drink from the fridge. Without even slowing down Remy grabbed a postit note off the fridge scribbled out "I Owe you a dinner" he initialed it  R.R. grabbed the plate, left the note and was back in his seat when Andy continued "heres the situations." Just as Andy finished the first agenda "Hawk is still stuck back in that alternate reality. It seems" he paused, Remy took this opportunity to finish the plate of food at super speed not wanting to miss a note in the meeting. As he looked up from the plate he noticed a beautiful women walk in the room, fairy like. This must be Liz, Remy realized, he had heard Andy talk about how she had helped the team out when they were in need and how much he respected her. Remy listened dilegently as Andy talked about how they were going to give Octagon an energy boost in order to reach the alternate reality. Then he heard Andy say his name as he listed the people going to the alternate reality in order to free Hawk. Remy was excited, he wasn't with the team when they were there before so it meant a new world for him to explore and that peeked his interest, and if there was going to be a fight in it for him along the way that was all the more reason. Remy wasn't worried about Octagon being unable to get the team to the alternate reality, he had confidence in Octagon and his abilities. He trusted every member of this team with his life, you had to if you were going to be on a team in this business.

Before Andy went on a tall red head walked in with a bulky man wearing cloths that didnt exactly fit him right. The man looked a little on edge and a bit confussed, like he didn't recognize anyone in the room. Andy went on to the next item on the agenda, he had recieved a signal of alien origin from Paragon. He was trapped on a planet in another sector of space. As Andy named the team members going to retrieve Paragon, Remy caught "Sovereign, you are going to be jumping back into the fray right off the bat." Remy looked at Andy and followed his gaze to the bulky man in the cloths that didn't fit. "So he's Sovereign Son" Remy thought "so both team members thought dead are found to be alive."

Then Andy went on to reveal his new toy, a black bird modified to the highest specs known to man and alien alike. Thinking back to his days at the Xavier Institute of flying that beatuiful jet, Remy felt a little envy towards the team members who were going into space. Although he pushed that aside rather quickly at the thought of how the different gravity's affected his powers, dense gravitys slowed him down, while gravity's lighter then earths made his speed hard to control but zero gravity in particular because in it he couldn't use his super speed at all.

The meeting came to a close Andy informing them Octagons team would be leaving tonight when his powers were at their peek. And that the second team could leave as soon as they were ready. Grabing his bo staff and a few decks of cards from the compartments in his chair. Remy picked up his empty plate and dashed out of the room first down to the kitchen to put his plate in the dish washer. He then proceeded upstairs to his courters. Remy hadn't done much with the room yet. Entering he hung his jacket up, went in and turned the shower on. Remy walked over to the closet and pulled out his technologically advanced suit. The suit was made from billions of nanites, able to withstand the harsh conditions Remy need it to. It could also repell bullets, Remy could usually get out of the way in time but it was a nice feature incase any got past him. It didnt fair very well against hand to hand combat though, while softening punches it couldnt with stand the strength of some of a majority of the super powered people out there. The suit repaired its self instantly in combat so Remy didnt have to worry about getting it mended later like he did with his old suits. Tossing the suit lightly on the bed he quickly undressed and hoped in the shower. While basking in the hot water, he poundered how wierd it was that ICE would find out two members thought dead were still alive and a man they didnt even realize was missing would send out a distress signal, all on the same day.  He finished in the shower, dried off then put on his suit.

Throwing on his brown trench coat as he left Remy ran down to the lower levels where the generator they were going to use to give Octagon a power boost was. Remy took his spot on the platform and watched as Octagon entered. Octagon went over to Light who was a few feet to the right of Remy Octagon handed something to Light and said "This is a syringe full of adrenaline. If my heart stops during the process of or after we get there, I want you to inject this directly into my chest. And thanks." A few minutes later as Andferne shot his optic blast into the generator to give it the power it needed to give to Octagon. Remy noticed Jeeves closing the door to the circular room his team was in. Remy saw the dark energy flowing from the generator into Octagon. The room was engulfed in darkness and began to shake and tremble, then it all went queit. The group materialized and everything looked fine but then Octagon fell to his knees and began vomiting violently then he rolled onto his back. Remy saw Light going towards him with the syringe but "would he be fast enough" ReEnforcer thought. His super speed in full throttle, he grabbed the syringe from Light and stabbed it into Octagons chest.

As he entered the War Room, Eric was greeted with the sight of a multitude of heroes gathered around. The meeting hadn't begun yet, and so many were still having discussions. He took a look around. He saw two heroes that looked like animals-one a wolf and one a lizard. He saw a few Dragons his age, which was a relief. He didn't want to be the youngest one there.

As his eyes swept over the room again, he noticed that Andferne was walking to him. The man placed a reassuring hand on his shoulder, and looked Epsilon in the eyes. "Take a seat Ep, we are just about to begin"

As the leader was walking back to the middle of the circle, Eric looked around for an empty seat. Most seemed taken, so he moved to the side and leaned against a wall. A few moments passed, and the room began to fill with more team members. After it seemed no more would come, Andferne began his speech. Eric listened in silence, not understanding who Hawk was, or this alternate reality. However, as it passed on, he caught on. Nero piped in to explain some of the earlier events, which also helped. For a moment, he scanned over the room, looking at everyone gathered.

"Going with you on this will be Light, Reenforcer, Vade, Epsilon, Marvel Knight, and Solace, if she is up to it that is"

Eric's head snapped back to the man, and he didn't stray for the remainder of the speech. When it was all said and done, and people began to leave, he pushed off the wall and walked across the room through the crowd. He pushed out through the same door he had entered, and began walking down the hall to no particular destination.

"What do you think Nero?", he asked.

Interesting.

"Anything else? How dangerous do you think it will be? Do you think the 'transportation' will work?"

I don't know what this dimension is like. Nor have I seen this device that will take you there. It sounds like a workable plan, but I can't offer any judgement after that.

"Oh....okay...", he mumbled. Reaching the end of the hall, he came upon an exit door, and pushed it open. The sun was setting slowly, and the twilight blinding him a bit. "I've got a hour or so to kill.......hmmm....", he mused. Reaching up to his headphones, he lifted them and placed them on his ears. He turned up the volume. With that done, he jumped, and suddenly shot into the air, leaving a faint trail of light behind him. He soared high, spiralling, doing corkscrews, loop-de-loops, speeding high into the air. There was a roof of clouds ahead of him. He burst through it, and entered a much darker world. The sun was blocked out-this high, the moon shone in the air, and the stars were visible.

Breathing a little heavy, he righted himself and floated in mid-air, just above the clouds. He gazed down at the mist. Making the gesture of taking something, a small portion of the cloud below him swirled into his hand. He molded it into an orb, focusing on it. It promptly began to thunder inside the small orb, bursts of light obscured by the mist. Dismissing it, he tossed it back into the true cloud.

With a sudden, unexpected crack, a lightning bolt exploded down towards the earth. The light was blinding, and for severeal seconds, Eric couldn't see a thing. Sighing, he let himself free fall down, though the cloud shield. The sun had now set-the transport would be ready soon. The air blew by his head, and slowly, he reached up to remove his headphones. Nearing the mansion and the ground, he regained control, burst forward, did a backwards loop, and touched down onto the soft grass.

Epsilon. It's time to head to the transporter.

"Alright. Thanks"

With one last gaze upwards at the sky, he turned back and reentered the mansion. After a few minutes of navigating the building, he found where he was supposed to be. Most everyone had already gathered there, except for Octagon. He climbed the steps and entered the device. After a few minutes of waiting, Octagon appeared, climbed the steps, and entered the generator. He handed something to the one called Light, but Eric didn't see what it was. The door was closed-the process had begun. A dark smoke began to emanate from the teleporter, and it covered the inside of the transporter. The entire device began to shake, and turn a crimson, a sinister looking colour.

The shaking increased violently, and Eric looked around, wondering if it would hold. The noise of energy and it's hum was deafening, increasing rapidly. He couldn't see or hear anything, and then, suddenly, it stopped. The smoke cleared, and a hot, bright orange sun burned down on him. It was a desert climate, and sand was beneath his feet-he couldn't look too far ahead because of the sun. He turned around, and saw that everyone else had arrived just fine. But, Octagon didn't look well. Suddenly, the man collapsed, and began vomiting. He didn't stir after that.

"Uh, that's probably not good!', Eric yelled. A harsh wind blew in this alternate dimension, as if laughing at the newcomers. One of the team members-Epsilon thought his name was Reenforcer-grabbed the syringe from light and plunged it into Octagon's chest. Eric waited, holding his breath, wondering if the man was going to be okay.

"It seems that Paladin has taken it upon himself to go after Hawk. But that does not fly around here, we are a family and we look after our own. Last we know that entire world was hostile, a war zone. So we are forming one group to go back there, a simple search and rescue. I don't want any heroics, I just want them back people. Unfortunately none of us have one of those nifty godly hammers to get us there. So we are going to use a more... unconventional means. Octagon, that means you. I'm not going to lie to you, this method is going to hurt. We are going to have to give you a tremendous power boost so that you can teleport yourself and others across the fabric of reality. This is like nothing you have Ever done, it is going to be physically dangerous. If you are not up for it then we can find another way, but my gut is telling me that time is of the essence. We still have the power generator that Nighthunter cooked up before he left. It will need a drastic boost to give us the output we need, but I have that covered. I will open up the core and continually blast power into it, feeding it until you have the energy needed to make that trip".

“Octy is going to be teleporting an entire team to another dimension?” Knight thought to himself as Andy lectured them about the mission. Octagon Freak was one of Marvel Knight’s oldest allies and although Marvel Knight trusted him more than most, he can ever recall him having that sort of power. Knight’s greenish eyes glanced over at Octagon to see if he could see what Octagon was thinking, but behind his hood he couldn’t tell.

"Now, where was I? ...oh yes the power generator. Octagon we have arranged for a platform on which you can stand to help control the energy and focus it. Each member who will be going with you will be on that platform with you. It is important that you clear your mind and think solely of that place. Your life and everyone going with you may very well depend on it. Going with you on this will be Light, Reenforcer, Vade, Epsilon, Marvel Knight, and Solace, if she is up to it that is" Knight heard the words of Andy and realized that he had been drifting off in thought for too long.  He almost missed the most important part, that he would be one of the few going to a whole other dimension with a group of people, apart from Octy, he barely knew. Andy continued on about the duty for the other group, but Knight couldn’t stay focused anymore. He had never been to another dimension and he wasn’t even sure he believed if there were any.

After the meeting, Knight calmly got up and walked away from the table. As he was leaving the room, he saw one of his teammates across the room. He hadn’t noticed her before, but as he moved across the room to the door he couldn’t believe who he was seeing. It was one of his old allies and leaders, RestlessHope. “Where has she been all this time?” Knight thought to himself as he left the room, but then continued

As he left the room, he walked outside the to the courtyard and watched the sunset. Leaning against one of the courtyard walls, he stared out at the orangish purple sky as the sun began to fall behind the horizon. Taking a deep breath he sighed, but jumped as he heard someone speak, “Something I can help you with, Sir?” Turning around, Marvel Knight saw Jeeves standing behind him with a kind smile on his face. “Oh Jeeves, its nothing…just, this could be the last day I see that sunset. I’m going to a whole other dimension, and don’t know if I’m coming back. What if they don’t have sunsets there?” Jeeves laughed, “I assure you sire, Master Andferne would not send you to a place without a sunset.” Knight smiled and took one last look at the sunset as it began to disappear. Walking towards Jeeves he placed his hand on his shoulder and replied, “Thanks, Jeeves.” Knight continued out of the courtyard and back towards the Mansion, opening the giant door. Heading back to the war room, Marvel Knight saw that Octagon Freak was already getting ready and the others were on the platform.

“Okay Andy, I think we’re ready!” Octagon spoke and Marvel Knight, walked up on to the platform. “If I don’t make it, Octy, I’m going to haunt you.” Knight laughed as he looked at the other members who were looking pretty serious. The machine began to roar and Octagon poured as much dark energy out as he could around the platform. Andy was firing his ruby optic blast into the core of the machine, amplifying its power and cause swirls of red to pass through Octagon’s energy as the two combined. The entire area was consumed by a dark red color and for a brief moment it felt like Marvel Knight was weightless and then like the whole world was pressing down on him.

As the dark red faded away, Knights eyes quickly dashed around. It appeared as though they were on Earth still, like Octagon only teleported them a few miles. “Did it fail?” Knight thought to himself. But he quickly turned to look at Octagon who was on his knees throwing up yesterday’s breakfast all over the ground. Almost so fast that Knight didn’t see it, ReEnforcer took off and stabbed a syringe from Light’s hand and shoved it in Octagon’s chest.

Knight walked over to Octagon and bent down next to him. Lifting him up, he threw Octagon over his shoulder and turned to face the rest of the team. “Nice work, ReEnforcer. I’m not sure if teleporting us to the right dimension worked or not. But right now we have orders and its to get Octy to a safe place so he can recover and we can scope out this world.” He turned around and realized he had no clue where to go next. “ReEnforcer, think you can use that speed and find us a safe place?”

Maya was falling asleep at the meeting, after all she had a long day, but she could feel herself awaken as her name was being called. She realized they were going to take a trip across the dimensions, and her eyes kind of popped out her head, she never done anything like that before. Maya was about to say something about The L.O.E.S they had a machine for traveling through dimensions but the last time they did that a green haired Sha came through the portal and gave everyone hell

Maya Walked to her room with her hands folded and a look of a concern on her face. She looked in her closet she wanted to see what solace Symbiote to use, but her mind was racked with, concern for her unborn daughter’s her babies’ daddy and her team. She pulled off her most dangerous symbiote, “Quantum Solace” placed the uniform on without activating it. She now had the power and durability of a demigod but the cost of wearing this symbiote was grave because if it got wet it would turn rouge and began to duplicate.

She then jumped into her bed and fell to sleep. She began having nightmares about the slaughter of her friends in the L.O.E.S and she saw the same vision for ice, the weird thing about it was before “Sha emerged from the portal, Maya had a vision of her arrival” Maya awoke in the morning skipping breakfast, and not feeling right, she headed straight for the generator. Maya saw the fellow who was going through with the dimension warp had a syringe to light, and gave him instructions to inject him with it if his heart stopped.

Maya looked around as the machine revved up but she could only watch as the machine did its work. Within a few mins the sun of another world had emerged. Maya Looked at her team mate, as he was laid out, she glanced over at the Reenforcer, as he dashed with his super speed, stabbing octagon in the chest. The sun light began bearing down on Maya, sweat beads formed on her head and fatigue set in.

She began having hallucinations and believed she heard something.  She was having visions of being on this place before.

“The world we will travel to be much like our own.  As earth exists, so does this world.  The only thing I know for sure is everything in this world has a counter part in that world.  However do not be fooled by thinking things there are the same as here.  As for the people and events of that world they have been shaped by what has happened there.  Even though things are created the same, they will not be the same now.  Do not be surprised if you find yourself there, be prepared for anything.  That earth is a much more evil place than our own.  The Asgardian Gods of that world were killed long ago and were not present to fight against the evil of that world.  I do not know if we will be successful, I only know I have to try to save them…..I have to save them”

“Paladin!” she yelled loudly holding her stomach she turned to look at the other members of the team, being the youngest member she blamed her disorientation on the heat. Maya went to take refuge  near a tree, only to have another  hallucination this time it was Sha in front of her.

“Sha!!”

Maya you lack Control!  control my dear girl is just an illusion if you do not have the capacity to understand what you control. Your wrath, that furry and power that you think you control will take over. You will succumb to its seductions just as you have in the past. The allure of evil is a powerful thing as you will once again find out.

Maya grabbed her head, as she was soon attacked by her illusion mentor, Maya began firing her blast wildly and everywhere. Light carefully snuck up on her making her snap out of her hallucination. She hugged him and walked back to where the rest of the group was.

From the shadows’ the Ninjan queen eyed her apprentice before, vanishing into the darkness…

The rundown was simple. Get the hawk and return home. But once the talk of how to arrive in the alternate world that hawk was trapped in came about, things got more complivcated than ever and Light knew this was only the beginning. Andferne said that he would overload a machine that would diverting all the energy it contained to one member, Octagon Freak. Then with the new boost in power octagon would manipulate the fabric of reality to form a rip in demensions that the group would use to reach this alternate reality that hawk was in. Once there they would set up camp to allow a depowered Octagon to rest and then set out to find the man. Now that was the plan. Sadly there was no plan of return so that would have to be improvised when the time came.

The company was a group of seven. Light, Reenforcer, Vade Narth, Solace, Octagon Freak, Marvel Knight, and Epsilion. Light was the power house of the group, he couldn't remember anytime on any team where he wasn't the powerhouse but he'd grown used to the role. Reen was the speedster, covering a lot of land in a small amount  of time would be a useful skill seeing as how there would be a lot of reconnaissance needed if they were expected to find refuge where ever they were going. Vade was definitely a huge factor, his manipulation of some of the most powerful elements was going to be helpful. Especially if the air where ever they were going was thin. Solace, the love of his life. he was worried about her accompanying them on a could be lethal mission but he knew that if she decided to go, she was going and there nothing anyone could do or say about it. But there would be a huge benefit to her coming. Maya's precognitive abilities would give them the drop on anyone trying to launch a sneak atack on them and that advantage could save a few lives. Octagon would be incapacitated for a while but when he awoke he could give us some valuable information about the place since he'd been there before. A little background knowledge can go a far ways when used right. Marvel Knight was an all purpose guy, the super soldier serum combined with the amazing technology of his suit made him a guy they would need in the battles ahead. And considering who he was, he'd be the number one choice for any stealth mission. Epsilion was a new to Light. He was unsure whether this guy had any combat experience but that wouldn't devalue his worth to the company. His energy construct capabilities would provide endless support to the group, there were too many possibilities to name.

 As Andferne continued on with his speech Light drifted away from his heavy thought to take a peek at Maya. Her eyes drifted freom Andferne and quickly resnapped he could tell she was bored. He blew her a quick kiss and then focused back on Andferne who started talking about a new toy of his. Light wasn't a fan of action figures but what he saw was no figurine. The jet was phenomenal in both design and specifications. Light speed in zero gravity just made Light tingle with joy. He made a new years revolution on the spot to drive that thing at least once.

As the debriefing came to an end Light made his way outside to his car. In the trunk of his car was a survival kit. MI6 required all there senior officers to carry one for those long drawn out double agent missions. Inside the large bag  housed enough food for 2 months of straight eating, 4 gallons of water, a doctors kit that could heal anything from a minor scratch to a severed limb, and flares. Wrenching the bag out of the trunk he headed back into the mansion and up the stairs on his way to the machine. Once there he saw many others standing around waiting for the machine to activate. Octagon approached Light and handed him a syringe, “This is a syringe full of adrenaline. If my heart stops during the process or after we get there, I want you to inject this directly into my chest. And thanks.” Light held the syringe and stepped up where everyone else was. As the machine got started Light lost sight of everything. His breathing stopped and his stomach churned. Feelings of nausea surfaced and quickly dissipated and his visioned was restored. The sun was the first thing his eyesight caught and its sudden brightness caused him to shudder.

 Looking around he spotted the others. Dropping the bag and pulling out the syringe he made his way over to an incapacitated Octagon to see if he was okay. The next thing he knew Reen  had snatched the syringe and injected its contents directly into to the humanoid's chest. Marvel Knight hefted him up and spoke,  “Nice work, ReEnforcer. I’m not sure if teleporting us to the right dimension worked or not. But right now we have orders and its to get Octy to a safe place so he can recover and we can scope out this world.ReEnforcer, think you can use that speed and find us a safe place?”Light began to interject when Maya screamed out "Paladin!" He could tell something was effecting her and made hs way over to her, sneaking up on her she was a bit startled but then smiled and hugged him. Behind his smile worries of her condition lay. Directing his thoughts back to the group he began to speak. "Before we go out scouting and everything we need an HQ. Somewhere to return to once we've gathered data. Vade, if you could, use your earth manipulation to erect a four wall complex, nothing fancy just something that we can use for shelter. Epsilion, I've read about you in the ICE databanks. With your energy powers could you construct a shield around the complex Vade creates? Maybe add a few defensive cannons or something if its not too taxing. Meanwhile, Nobody, try to see if you can get Octagon awake, sleeping with adrenaline being pumped through his system cant be good. Also try and figure out what he knows about this place. Maya, can you use your precognitive abilities to tell us what the future holds, therefore if there's any danger we'll be a step ahead of it? Once the base is up, Reen and I  will scout out the area  see what we can find. He'll be on the ground and I'll take to the skies." Light didnt whether he'd jump the gun by issuing out orders or not. He just hoped people respected him enough to actually comply. Mutiny wouldn't help the situation but some might be offended by his take charge attitude. He  could only wait and see the effects.            

Grafts Room

The room was blank. White walls, carpet floors with some exercise devices such as a weight bench, a treadmill, etc strung about the room. In the middle there was a bed, messy and unorganized but a bed none the less. The walls were pale, nothing decorated other than maybe a band poster here and there.
"One, two, three, ugh...four, five, six..."

Luke grunted as he lifted the weights over his head, beads of sweat rolling down his face, streaming from his pours as he continued to push himself to his very limit.  Gulping down a bottle of water, he patted the sweat off his forehead. He wore a cropped white tank top exposing his bare ripped abs and his near albino skin, tattered jeans and two white sneakers.
"Jeeves, Got my costume ready?"

"Yes Mr. Swift" The robotic voice chimed whilst the wall turned around, revealing a glass case holding a pearl white costume, decked from head to toe with every gun, grenade, or blade needed to get the job done.

Moments later

Dressed in his costume, with a Katanna slung over his back. Luke followed in after Prima, and took his seat beside her. His seat much like all of the others was custom made for him. It was fine Italian leather, slick arms and legs with a built in compartment for a hand gun in the arm rest.  He did'nt speak...to her nor anyone else, he held his breath and bit his tounge, he listened, carefully observing the leaders very lips move. Taking in every word, every, sylable, disecting all of it until he was finished. He looked to Andferne with a smirk and dropped his face mask just to show his mouth...

"I will not fail you"

Lady Winter and Paragon made their way deep and deeper through the massive structure, to where the exit supposedly lay. Paragon continued to sing happily behind her (Despite her threats), as though his sudden uncharacteristic outburst of rage never happened. There was something about this place that seemed to radiate anger to everything, as she could feel the rage building up inside her as well, and it wasn't just from Paragon's slightly off-key Bowie impersonation. Thinking quickly, she erected some mental shields, to hoping to protect herself, and allow her to keep a level head throughout their escape.

Faeries have always been creatures of glamour. Creatures of illusions, of jokes, of careless pleasure. Elizabelle's people have a reputation for never taking things seriously, for always finding a way to have fun or make fun of the most dreadful situations. However, Fae was not a pure Faerie; she was also half-human, and perhaps it was that part of her that made her eyes widen as she realized just how serious a situation she had just gotten involved in. Andferne had started his speech a few minutes ago and even his tone of voice indicated how much both missions meant to him. Of course, it did not help that Fae had been blessed with empathy, the magical ability to feel others' emotions. The aura of sheer anxiety that filled the room made her realize how much this team cared for its lost teammates and, without doubting herself one second, Fae decided she would wait until this was all over before giving Andy the message of the dragon from her vision. Right now, she would help out this loyal team, like she had done in the past. She would help them find the ones they had lost, no matter the cost.

After his speech, Andferne kindly came to Fae and sat next to her. She smiled at him, appreciating the honorable man's attention. She had always had a soft spot for the fearless leader: he, more than anyone else, had proven to have that inherent goodness, that desire to help others that she had been searching the Earth for. "You are a sight for sore eyes darlin. How is it that you always appear when I need you most? You wouldn't be keeping tabs on me now would you?" he said, his tired voice revealing just how overworked her was. The fairy giggled but became serious once more as soon as the super solider mentioned the missions. "We can use you right about now, I can use you. To help me watch over them, you heard what is going on, will you help us once again?" Fae nodded, her warm smile showing how she had come to care about this team after helping them out a couple of times. She reflected for a moment, thinking about which sub-mission she would be most useful on. Her choice was made quickly, however: after having been kicked out of Faerie by her people's cold king, she had come to have a certain distaste for alternate worlds and realities. Her mind was made up, she would follow Sovereign Son's team.

"Yes, my friend, I shall help you. I will help you retrieve the one you call Paragon. I will see you when we return..." she said, getting up and squeezing Andy's hand delicately. Their eyes locked for a moment, and she couldn't tell exactly what it was that went on as they just stared at each other, immobile. Sovereign's voice, as he told his team that they were to leave in five minutes, made Fae snap out of it. "...with your friend," she added, before walking away from the Dragons' leader.

Elizabelle quickly made her way to Sovereign Son and the one Andy had referred to as Red. The two seemed to share something and, not wanting to intrude, she greeted them with a smile before speaking up: "You may not know me... Uh, I'm Fae, an ally of ICE. Andy has asked me to join you on your mission. I shall follow your orders, my mystical abilities are at your disposal." She nodded at them quickly and immediately left, wanting to give them some privacy. The heroes were all getting ready, gathering their equipment and putting on their combat outfits. Having neither of those, Fae simply made her way to the jet that Andferne had shown them during the briefing. Not wanting to make the heroes wait on her behalf, the fairy immediately climbed into the Black Bird. The jet was made with the latest technology and seemed to have a gadget for every purpose imaginable. The technological wonder did not impress Belle very much, however, the fairy preferring by far magic over science. Choosing herself a seat at random and strapped herself down, she waited for the others to arrive.

As the others slowly made their way to the jet, Fae's mind wandered and she found herself wondering about the dragon from her vision. Is that what he had wanted, for her to help find the lost Dragons? Or was there more to it? Something told her she would find out sooner than later, and perhaps that scared Belle even more than not knowing...

Paragon sprinted across another bridge which seemed to span yet another seemingly endless chasm between the buildings in an attempt to keep up with Lady Winter, who was flying overhead. Every so often, when she would get a little farther ahead than he was comfortable with, he caught up again with a quick teleport, and continued to follow the woman. He was in mid-leap between buildings when he felt that familiar psychic tingle at the back of his mind again.

"Damn it, Winter. Stay out of my head. You won't find anything." he thought.

"Why? Because you're an idiot?"

He slapped himself for walking right into that one. "No. That's not what I meant and you know it..." he snapped back. "Liz taught me some psychic blocks to keep things safe, like my identity, my family and friends... You know, names, faces, you know, important details that I wouldn't want people like you knowing. What were you trying to find anyways?"

"Honestly, I was just looking to find out more about your friend Liz." she replied, as she flew around another tower.

"What I've already told you is all you get to know. Don't bother to keep trying either, since Liz is the only one who can break through the blocks. Lexi couldn't even do it." he told her, as she could feel her trying to probe deeper into his thoughts.

"Oh really?" she laughed. "Fine, I'll stop now. But tell me, how's little Brooklyn Elizabeth doing? Her birthday's coming up soon, isn't it? February...14th? A Valentines Day baby. How cute."

Paragon could see Winter smiling at him, as he felt both angry and violated. How could she have gotten through? His thoughts were interrupted by a scream from Lady Winter, as she was hit with a powerful blast of energy. Thinking quickly, Paragon flashed to Winter, caught her, and teleported the two of them to the safely of a rooftop. Winter was unconscious, and her pulse was weak. Whatever it was that had shot her down would be coming for them. He picked up her limp body, and jumped down to a lower level of the city, were he hoped they wouldn't be as noticable, and could find a place to hide. He took off running down the street, ducking off into side streets, tunnels and anything he could find to make them harder to track. As he came around a corner, he was greeted with an unwelcome sight. Hundreds of freakish creatures, each at least eight feet high, with bug-like features, dressed in armor that reminded paragon of Tron, carrying an assortment of guns, axes and energy swords made from technology had probably never even been concieved on Earth, stood waiting for them.

"Frick." said Paragon, backing away slowly. The creatures made an odd clicking sound, and quickly circled around him, blocking off any chance of escape on foot. "Double frick..." The creatures moved forward slowly. Just as Paragon was about to teleport out of there, a sudden anger filled Paragon again. He set down Lady Winter as the monsters drew nearer. "You want us? Come get us!" he yelled, drawing his mystical katana. He lunged into action, decapitating a first bug, and stabbed clear through a second. He jumped just as one fired a shot from it's weapon, hitting another bug instead, as he killed three more on his own. Swinging his sword like a baseball bat, creature after creature fell, but it seemed that their numbers never did, as they steadily advanced on Paragon and the unconcious Winter. Crack! A well aimed shot hit Paragon between the shoulder blades, causing his system to slowly shut down. He managed to take down three more of the bugs with his last bit of strength before his world turned to black.

When he awoke again, he was back in the tower he had awoken in when he first arrived, but this time, in a large menacing hall, that seemed to resemble a throne room. Corissa stirred next to him, indicating that she was finally waking up too.

"What the hell?" she mumbled, slowly opening her eyes. "Where the hell are we?"

Before he could answer, an deep ominous voice interrupted him.

"Kneel before Darksin, Lord of Armageddon!"

After using the syringe on Octagon, ReEnforcer got to his feet. Marvel Knight suggested that he should use his super speed and find the group a place to hide out so Octagon could recover, ReEnforcer was about to reply when taking into account the other super powers among them Light suggested setting up a head quarters right where they were standing. He began issuing orders trying to get the group organized after the panic that had just ensued asking Vade to use his earth manipulation and erect a four wall complex and Epsilon to construct a shield around the complex, with some defenses if it wasn't to taxing on the boy. Remy respected Light greatly and him taking control of the situation just increased that respect.

Finally looking at his surrounding Remy noted that they had teleported in on a street with battle torn buildings to the north of them, docks and a dried up river to the south of the group. All the hero could see east and west was more road, destroyed buildings, parked, abandoned and crushed vehicles the place looked to be desterted. Remy wondered if this was one of the places ICE had fought at during their last mission to this harsh reality, then looking over at Octagon still unconscious he realized it must have been because Octagon would have been visualizing somewhere he had been previously as he teleported the team here.

Remy watching in amazement as Vade got to work on the teams head quarters. The earth was Vade's toy, like a child with building blocks Vade manipulated the hard stone, bending the planets resource to his will and constucting an entire four wall complex with sheer thought. Magnificient to say the least. The final result was a square room the size of a small house. Remy walked to the south wall and went to take a seat when from the ground he was about to sit on protruded a small rectangular stone, Remy looked over at Vade who was smiling and said "Thanks" sat down and waited until his abilities were needed.

Marvel Knight remained holding Octagon Freak over his shoulder as he waited for ReEnforcer to run off to scout the area. But right before ReEnforcer took off, Light decided to speak up against Marvel Knights word, "Before we go out scouting and everything we need an HQ. Somewhere to return to once we've gathered data. Vade, if you could, use your earth manipulation to erect a four wall complex, nothing fancy just something that we can use for shelter. Epsilion, I've read about you in the ICE databanks. With your energy powers could you construct a shield around the complex Vade creates? Maybe add a few defensive cannons or something if its not too taxing. Meanwhile, Nobody,”

Marvel Knight cringed at the sound of his old name. Quickly speaking up, “Marvel Knight,” to correct Light. The name almost sent shivers down his spine. Nobody was not who he was anymore, and as far as he was concerned, he would never be a nobody again. Despite this irritation, Marvel Knight remained quiet through the rest of Light’s orders, “try to see if you can get Octagon awake, sleeping with adrenaline being pumped through his system can’t be good. Also try and figure out what he knows about this place. Maya, can you use your precognitive abilities to tell us what the future holds, therefore if there's any danger we'll be a step ahead of it? Once the base is up, Reen and I will scout out the area see what we can find. He'll be on the ground and I'll take to the skies."

The fact that Light was trying to overstep, Marvel Knight’s own command bugged him a bit. “Who gave this guy the right? Marvel Knight thought to himself. Marvel Knight didn’t know much about Light, but h knew that he once was a villain. He did have full trust in Andferne’s judgment though and if he trust Light, he couldn’t be all that bad. Besides, now was not the time to start arguing with his teammates. Marvel Knight was also impressed about how well he knew the other members abilities, something Marvel Knight was greatly lacking. Without question it seemed, the others were willing to follow Light’s commands as Vade got to work manipulating the Earth right before their eyes. A wall made of stone erected from the ground, and was followed by three others, making almost a perfect square building. With a quick movement of his arm, the doorway was made and ReEnforcer went in side.

Still carrying Octagon’s limp body, Marvel Knight walked into the “HQ” giving Vade a nod as he passed. Walking over towards the corner of the building, Marvel Knight gently laid Octagon on the ground. “Come on, Octy…wake up.” Marvel Knight spoke to his old friend. Grabbing his shoulders, Marvel Knight started shaking Octagon, but it wasn’t work. “I’m sorry, friend.” Marvel Knight leaned his head above the opening of Octagon’s hood and a single drop of saliva fell from his lips down past the threshold of his clock. The drop land right in the middle of Octagon Freak’s forehead and read down the side a little bit. Sitting up, Marvel Knight got back and looked at ReEnforcer. “His head is about to be filled with some serious Hallucinations that guys on an acid trip couldn’t dream of. He should snap out of unconsciouness.”

After Octagon teleported the team, he passed out. Everything was quiet and dark, just the way he liked it. But Octagon's blackout did not last long. ReEnforcer plunged the andrenaline directly into his chest. His eyes opened for a moment after the surge of energy kicked in, but it didn't last long. Passing out again, Octagon's body went limp as Marvel Knight picked him up. Being dragged around like this surely wouldn't be good for Octagon, but he couldn't feel any pain.

Marvel Knight carried Octagon into the newly erected fortress and put him in the corner. Marvel Knight shook and slapped Octy, but he wasn't pulling out of unconsciousness. Finally, Knight spit on Octagon's face, trying to get the nanobots in the saliva to jumpstart Octagon's brain. The saliva seeped into Octagon's pours and into his bloodstream. They entered his brain and began firing off the snyapses. Octagon's body began to quiver slightly as he opened his eyes. The harsh sky was blurry at first, but then Octagon's body felt the affects of the adrenaline and shot up.

Breathing heavily, Octagon looked around in wildy confusion. He rubbed his face and felt the saliva running down the side of his forehead. He spotted Marvel Knight and harshly whispered,

"Dude... Not cool..." Octagon then propped himself up against the corner and looked at Remy and Marvel Knight. "I'm guessing we got here alright? Is everyone ok?" Octy asked quietly. Octagon's head fell back against the wall as he relaxed, not having the strength to move much more. His head dipped, but he pulled it back up. Determined to stay awake, Octagon leaned forward a little bit. He wanted to know how the situation was going.

Sam leaned back in his chair as the briefing continued and turned around just in time to see none other than his furry friend, Scott, gnawing on a piece of bacon, his favorite food. The mere site of his best friend brought a smile to his face, let alone the humor involved in seeing a werewolf chow down on a strip of crispy bacon. The two went way back. They were in fact, products of the same procedure that had turned them into animals.

"What's new is, that I can probably kick your tail in a War Room simulation. Oh wait,I already do that anyways.”

An embarrassed smile came over Sam’s face. “Well, Scott, it seems that not all of us have the benefits of being freaking demigods.” And with that, he tried to stifle a laugh… without any success, but a stern look from Andy quieted everything.

The meeting seemed to go on for hours. It was just about the only disadvantage of having the team be so large. Everyone had to get there, and when they did, they always had something to say. Sam on the other hand rested his head on his hand which was propped up against the table, and before he knew it, he had dozed off into a sleep. Drool mixed with the venom inside his fangs began to drip towards the table, and Sam’s scaly tail hung lazily behind him, drooping on the floor.

“…well as Cham, Cryo, Hatake, Restless…”

Sam’s head shot up immediately as he heard his name called from the distinctive voice of Andy. “Yeah I’m here! Wait! Who? What are we doing?” Sam felt a chill go down his spine as he felt nearly 20 pairs of eyes staring at him. Scott immediately came to his rescue by whispering the details of the mission into his ear. “Ohhh. Right. Search and Rescue. Gotcha.”

As the meeting came to a close, the members of their respective teams began to suit up, get prepared, and get in the right mind set for what they were about to do. Sam entered his room and began to get all his gear. His armor was on and he didn’t use weapons. All he needed to bring were some extra rations of food and water before going to the hangar. There was no telling how long they were going to be on another planet, and it seemed like a good idea to go prepared.

When it was all said and done, he walked out of his room towards the hangar where their new toy was kept. The only problem with it had nothing to do with the plane itself. So far, ICE had not had a good track record about keeping planes…. Airworthy. Andy had crashed one, and Sam was thrown out of one just before Sovereign Son crashed another one. With the young Hatake flying, their chances didn’t look much better, but hey, if it was a tradition to crash half a billion dollar stealth jets, why not keep it going? Though it would be a shame. It really was a beautiful plane. The Blackbird was actually a severely upgraded SR-71 . Sam had no idea how Andy had imagined to acquire 3 of them, but one thing was for sure. Who ever was selling them, was making a killing off of ICE.

With everything ready, Sam waited for the rest of the rescue squad to arrive and go rescue their lost brother

A long time had passed since Nighthunter had fought the evil emperor Andferne along with his Freedom Fighters and the ICE dragons and reclaimed the world. Thanks to the combined efforts of the heroes, the world had been reclaimed and a new world order had begun which would bring peace and prosperity for years to come. Nighthunter now assigned as the man in charge of keeping it that way and with the team he had once trained changed from a sword...to a shield,

With the fall of Andferne and Rayne along with most of their army, the balance of the world was now greater than it had been in a long time. The only existing problem right now was that with the fall of Andferne, many villains and criminals tried to claim the former role of the corrupted hero as the most powerful and feared being in the world, one that would one day decimate the heroes like Andferne had before and become the new emperor of Earth, one of the most promising villains to try to take that place was Lord Angel, his army soon rised as one of the greatest enemies of the world's peace order.

Nighthunter was alone in the place where the ICE dragons originally appeared, he didn't know why but he felt as if something was wrong, as if there was something magnificient that was about to happen and Nighthunter was for some reason needed there to observe it, as if fate had determined that Nighthunter was meant to do one last big battle.

Soon the sky was covered with clouds and rain and thunder came soon after that. In a blink of an eye the sky showed his wrath to the Earth as a tempest was unleashed on that place, but only on that place. Nighthunter quickly grabbed his sword and stabbed it on the ground to pretend the strong winds from taking him. "What the f@ck is going on here?" yelled Nighthunter the adrenaline inside of him taking over and the feeling that something beyond anything he had experienced about to happen strong on his mind.

After that a lightning strucks the ground and a young and strong man is seen unconscious on the ground, Nighthunter tried to move in order to help the man that just appeared in front of him, however just as he does a lightning strikes him and then he can only see a shinning light. Moment after that Nighthunter yells of fear, completely cover by his own sweat and then turns around, realizing that he is still in bed and it was just a dream...the same dream.

Nighthunter then turns around and notices that it's already time for him to get dressed up and go to work. Getting up to bed he goes to the shower and starts to take a bath, as he cleans himself up he notices the multiple scars in his face and body and simply smiles. "You've threated yourself well old dog" joked Nighthunter to himself and then leaves the shower. After getting dressed up Nighthunter presses a button and he soon dissapears, soon after that he appears media teleport in front of his office which he enters without losing any time, there his secretary awaits him to help him catch up with the recent events.

"Development in the break of metahuman trading?" questioned Nighthunter, the woman in front of him simply checked on the papers she had on her hands and with a smile replied "The organization has been dismantled, 80 persons are in custody now awaiting for trial and 307 metahumans have been rescued."

"Excellent, reconstruction of Washington, Paris, Madrid and Montevideo?" questioned Nighthunter as he started to check on his computer the statitics of how much criminal acticity had fallen and how the world addapted to the new status they had been put on. "Ahead of schedule, we can start the reconstruction of Berlin, Mexico City, Quebec and Tokyo sooner than expected" answered the secretary.

"Good to hear, now if you excuse me I have an appointment in 10 minutes." said Nighthunter as he grabbed his coat and left the office, after that he entered the meeting room which was in the last floor of the building of the Freedom Fighters operation center. "Gentlemen" implied Nighthunter to the men that were awaiting him on the table, every single one of them were part of the council of the new nations that had put Nighthunter in his current position.

"Mister Lorenzo Eguiluz, nice to see you even if this awkward situation" nodded one of the men in the chair. "Awkward?" grunted Nighhtunter, he knew that something was wrong but didn't know what, every single one of the members tried to evade to make eye contact with him, they possibly felt afraid of his reaction once he heard what they were going to announce to him, they were right.

"The council has reevaluated the interests in the rebuilding of the world and has decided that your visions are too old fashioned, we are in a new era which will have to be built by futurists, something that this council doesn't think you are, under this ideas we have decided it's better that you resign of your position as director of the Freedom Fighters and that another guy chosen by us takes place."

Nighthunter stood silent for a few seconds and then started to yell of laughter, his laugh resounded on the entire room, every single one of the men in the room were looking at him with a face of confusion, they couldn't understand the amusement that Nighthunter was having at this moment. "I beg to ask...what's so funny?" questioned the man who had given Nighthunter the bad news, Nighthunter simply cleaned his tears of laugh with his finger and looked at him.

"Sorry, I just find funny the irony" said Nighthunter and then put a more serious face, after that he got up from his seat and started to walk around the office. "I'm not a futuristic? I'm the first and best clone ever made, I built a power suit that even then exceeded the estimated tecnology of that age by even 50 years, I single handely recreated and perfectioned the super soldier serum, bringing the future of the armies to the world. You are right sir, I don't live thinking about the future, I make it come to the present."

The meeting now entered in silence, no one dared to question what Nighthunter had mentioned, they knew that he was probably right and that the claims and believes they had of him were false and inacurate. "Well sir...there's other concerns" whispered the man, after that Nighthunter turned to him and grabbed the ciggarrette of one of the men between them, after that he started to smoke himself. "Let's hear them" said Nighthunter as he threw the smoke of the cigarrette to the man's face.

The man coughed and later replied. "There are concerns about your mental health and the various illegal actions you did on your war against the former hero Andferne" Nighthunter finished the ciggar and looked at it "Nah, this won't do, anyone have a cuban?" asked Nighthunter, after that one of the men, the one sitting on the other side of the table raised his hand and gave Nighthunter the cuban.

"A very well, now about the concerns...." grunted Nighthunter, waiting for the other man to finish his sentence. "Oh yeah..well. You recruited children and put them on your cause, that goes against the laws against children labor, you also submitted them to scientific experiments without the concertment of their parents, that without counting the thousands of lives you and your men took."

"Hm funny..you didn't have any concerns about that when I was taking the world back and you people were on caves eating mud to survive. Anyway I didn't recruit any children in the force, the ones that were in my army were born there because of their parents being members, meaning I had their concert, I didn't experiment with them, I gave them something that would make them better than ever and it was proven that it could work, in war lives shall be lost and the soldiers are accounted as veterans and threated like war heroes, I won't stand here and accept you threating me any less than that." exclaimed Nighthunter, the fury could now be noticed on his voice, after that the man simply gave a card which said that he was being fired.

Upon receiving the card Nighthunter looked at it closely and grabbed his cuban, gave it a last shot and hen stabbed it in the man's eye, making him cry of pain, after that the rest of the men got up from their places and tried to separate themselves from Nighthunter as much as possible. As Nighthunter went on his way to leave the room he slowly turned around to see the men that were now afraid of him. "Just to remind you, ignoring the old ways was how the world ended that way in the past, hope the new director remembers that."

After Octagon had been injected with the syringe's contents, things started to come together. The man named Light started giving out instructions to all present in the team, but Eric wasn't giving his full attention to the man. He looked about in the massive, bright desert that they were in. It was like nothing he had ever seen before, and went on farther than he could see.

"Before we go out scouting and everything we need an HQ. Somewhere to return to once we've gathered data. Vade, if you could, use your earth manipulation to erect a four wall complex, nothing fancy just something that we can use for a shelter. Epsilion, I've read about you in the Ice databanks."With your energy powers could you construct a shield around the complex Vade creates? Maybe add a few defensive cannons or something if it's not too taxing"

Eric's head snapped back to the man at the mention of his code name. He gazed at him intently,  listening. He looked down at the ground, then looked back up and nodded at Light.

"Make a HQ out of the ground...? That's pretty huge....", Eric mumbled to himself.

It is a intelligent tactical move. We will have the advantage against any attacks

"What about the shields? Do you think we can handle that?", he asked the voice in his head.

Yes. Power gauge will be filled to approximately 22% before the cap.

"Alright. If you say so....", he shrugged. Turning he watched as Vade created the structure. The ground shook as the sand and rock climbed atop eachother in a simple, but nevertheless amazing, room. After a few seconds, it was done, and the sands stopped stirring. With that done, he nodded to the Earth manipulator, before stepping forward. Eric closed his hand tight for a moment. When he released it, a blue gathering of energy floated atop. He raised his other hand, looking down at it, and made another orb. He looked to the makeshift HQ, and raised his arms to the sky.

He combined the two orbs of crackling energy, clasping his hands tight together. Suddenly, Eric separated his palms, waving his arms to their full length. The energy construct soared above the building, and then expanded rapidly into a transparent shield that covered the entire room. He leaned back to examine his work.

Aren't you forgetting something?

"Hmm.....", Epsilon pondered, before starting, as if remembering something. He snapped his fingers, and a wave of arcing and cracking electricity surged over the shield. Constantly, it was electrified from the outside, but the interior of the shield was safe to touch. Blue arcs of static occasionally burst into the air like lighting. "Well, that was easier than I though. Nero, can you make it so that whenever an ally approaches the shield, it'll open up for them?"

Easily.

"Great!", he responded, happy to see that it worked so well. He walked towards the headquarters, and, like promised, the blue, electrified, transparent wall gave way, vanishing just enough for Eric to walk through. As he was creating the defenses, he didn't notice Marvel Knight scoop up Octagon and rush inside. When he stepped into the stone room, he surveyed the others. It looked like Octagon was waking up. Eric leaned against one of the wall, before sliding down to a sitting position. After a few moments, he spoke.

"So.....what do we do now?", he asked, a slight nervous tone in his voice. He still wasn't really used to the idea of working with a team of superheroes. He was so used to it just being him and Nero, alone, on the streets. He hadn't fully realized it yet, but now he actually had a home-a place to stay and sleep, and maybe live something just a bit closer to a normal life. Or, at least, a better one.

While watching Epsilon work Remy rubbed his legs, moving them every so often so they wouldn't fall asleep, being sure he was ready to go into action at a moments notice. Remy gazed in amazement as Epsilon set up a defensive shield. Epsilon made a fist and when he opened it again there was an orb of energy atop the palm of his hand, he made another orb in his other hand crushed the two orbs together then extended his arms and the shield appeared surrounding the complex. The boy paused as if he were thinking then with another hand gesture the outside of the shield was electrified. Epsilon walked up to the shield he had created as if testing it, the shield parted just enough to let him through and he walked in and leaned against a wall. It looked like creating and maintaining the defenses took nothing from Epsilon.

Finally with the teams head quarters set up and the defenses in place, it was time for a scouting mission. Light would take to the air while Remy covered the ground. They would scourer the globe with astonishing speed, being weary of what dangers lurked. Remy quickly stood, stretching a bit. He walked over  to Light and said "Well its our turn, you take the northern hemisphere, I'll scout the southern hemisphere and we'll meet back here in says fifteen minutes, watch your back." Remy walked close to the door of the complex and watched as a Remy sized whole opened in the shield. He took a quick look around at the rest of his team and with the parting words "I'll be back in a flash" he was through the door and much further away then he meant before anyone could respond.

ReEnforcer was still alittle taken aback by the speeds he was reaching, he had never gone this fast. Still in his state of surprize ReEn didn't see the wall until it was to late, there was no time to stop or even slow  down he was going to hit. Remy braced himself for the impact and most likely his death, then he hit the wall and went threw it. He looked back astonished that his body had phased right threw a building, nothing like that had every happened to him before. Of course he had never tried to hit a wall at super speed, it was sort of a safety percaution. Taken aback he came to a sudden stop just a few seconds after he had left the rest of the team. Although he was moving faster then he'd ever moved before the increased brain functions he had while moving at super speed allowed him to captured everything, for the first 10 miles from the camp it was nothing but a desert although in some places the tops of buildings were visable sticking out of the sand. It was like one day the earth decided to reclaim the area and had succeeded.

The area immediately surrounding the desert was in ruins, "a battle of epic proportions must have been fought there" ReEnforcer thought. The most noticeable damage in the area were the scorch marks, everything was burnt to hell some buildings were just ash with a few indicators of what they had once been. Like the blackened fire truck that stood in the rubble of a building with a sign that read fire house, it was breaking apart and barely legible. An inferno had scorched the once seemingly fertile land the scars of war baore themselves into the heart of the soil. As the flame dissipated ash was all that remained of this once amazing plot of land. ReEnforcer saw no signs of life in the area either they had moved on or they were wiped out when the area went ablaze. Remy hoped it wasn't the latter. While some of the place he saw weren't as bad as the wasteland that surrounded the desert it looked like every inch of this reality had seen its fair share of battle. Some places looked like they had been or were in the process of being rebuilt.

He realized that the energy in this reality were different from the energy in his own. His speeds in this reality exceed his fastest speeds in his own reality by a wide gap. This reality's energy felt cooler then the energy of Remy's own reality. To rationalize it the energy in his own reality felt like a bright orange, while the energy in this reality felt like a dark blue. Remy wondered if his explosive power would be increased as well, but decided not to test that theory, afraid of alerting unwanted company to his presence. ReEnforcer decided that his best course of action would be to run a bit more and familiarize himself with this new energy. The energy of the reality coursed through his veins and he felt more alive, greeted by a heightened sense of awareness thanks to the awkward yet amped energy he gathered up the force to break off into an energized walk.  When the energy around him felt like it was going to burst from the pressure he started his sprint again, laughing as he realized at this speed he'd have time to grab a bite to eat and a cat nap before he had to meet Light back at the base. A wide smile crossed Remy's face, he was ecstatic. The cool winds whipped all around him as he ran, blowing his long brown hair behind him keeping it out of his field of view. He had been still for far too long, Remy hadn't really run since he rushed to the mansion at Andy's call. It was too long to go without feeling the exileration he felt when he ran.

Remy wasn't sure but he thought he was somewhere in Africa. He saw a group of men ahead standing around a truck, Remy decided to ask them a little bit about this reality. Like maybe where he could find the heroes in this world. He knew that this reality's Andferne had wiped most of them out. But the ICE databanks said that someone called Nighthunter and his Freedom Fighters had joined forces with the Ice Dragons to take down evil Andferne and restore peace to the world. Remy was also tempted to ask them where a good place to eat was, but decided against it. The men jumped back as ReEnforcer appeared before them seemingly out of no where, "Hopefully they speak English" Remy thought. He was just about to ask if they did speak english when two of the five men reached in the bed of the truck and pulled out AK-47's taking aim at ReEnforcer.