Hello viewers. Our numbers dwindle during these fall times but sooner or later our numbers will grow; its the way our kind tend to be. Nothing is forever yet we continue on without a single doubt in our hearts. Nowadays there is no more razzmatazz. People try but getting that hook into others has become far more difficult then it needs to be. As of late Noah Zeraz has retired from being a vigilante, its time he takes care of his family. Also, Clarice is getting ready for her wedding and the eventual birth of her son with Mister Mikepool. As for Marissa well she's taking care of that son of hers. The prophecy that belonged too their bloodline has been completed. My children have been inscribed into the history books whether you believe it or not. They are bright minds that haven't been appreciated but the world will always remember what they tried to do and the time the saved the world. And now its time to move on from them. Their stories are finished. Each have reached their sense of closure; there is no necessity for any type of continuation. However there are others in this world where my prophecies apply too. Its time for it all to begin again.
The Clinical CatastropheHer name is Ti'Yona Samara from a distant terrain that spans the cosmos. Her father landed on this world four-hundred years ago but was sadly taken captive by the allusive organization that is aliased; Sector Eleven. Held captive for three decades; he prayed too the singular God....the one most Catholics spoke of but I eventually caught wind of his situation. It was during a period when my abusive husband was subdued by the devil himself; so in a silver containment cell I met the weakened alien visitor. I made a deal like any good businesswoman would do. I offered the extension of his legacy as long as he gave me that vibrant life force to me. His reply was typical for even an alien male. Intercourse was rather long, even satisfying, but nevertheless a child was left beside the deceased body of Ti'Martis of Garange. Raised as a prisoner from another world; Ti'Yona escaped three weeks ago by my own doing. Although old in age, she acts and looks incredibly young.
She is able to fly, super-strength, slight invulnerability, and can even cause temporary disease by touching the flesh of her victim. She tends to be shy but sex is a game she'll play as long as she admit a secret no one else knows. A brutal girl. I wonder how she never met my other, more important daughter. Besides that she will be of use at least for the time being. Unlike her that other daughter of mine she will not destroy and procreate; no this is Fluenza and she will be a danger to the men and women of this world. It is time you all learn why life is to be cherished. Beware her might.
The Good BoyThunderbolt: I have many children but please do not refer to me as a whore; I find this word completely downgrading and rude. Why is it that men can enjoy intercourse and not women? Whatever your beliefs, do not vocalize them to me. And regardless of my opinions; there is one boy I treasure more than the others. Jonathan Rafael Zeraz. Once believed dead but still alive. I suppose I saved him from the brink of demise. What kind of mother would I be if I allowed all my children to experience endless pain? Oh, well don't answer that. This boy is everything his son is not - Level headed, witty, and business orientated. Even though he tends to be a goof ball; he knows how to contain those childish actions. I have erased his memory for the better so that he may obey me whenever I intervene. It is time I assemble him with his sister so that my plan can begin but it cannot be complete without the addition of someone else.
He has a device in his brain that alters his voice so that he can truly be a mystery man. His only real powers are telepathy and telekinesis. With keen eye sight; Thunderbolt is mother's favorite boy whether he knows it or not. I must keep him away from the past. His clean slate has begun. Everything that has happened before no longer applies too today. If my new prophecy is too begin....I must acquire the other boy.
The Other OneMr. Mercury: Marcellus Essex. Mister Mercury. Member of the Trinity. Young villain that is sarcastic and knows how to keep himself alive. Is he my son; I am not sure of that just yet. However, unlike the others he can feel my presence whenever I make contact with Jonathan. Maybe allowing him into this prophecy will only mean trouble but my plan cannot work without this addition. Hmmmm I know of his parents. I remember them quite well. Kyoto, Japan. Project Mercury. My children will engage him soon enough. Together these three have unlimited possibilities.....I am pleased. This is only the beginning of a new brand of adventures. They will live on the fringe of society, doing what you pathetic scum bags cannot.
New ideas. New formats. New ways of living life. Forget what you thought you know. Fluenza! Thunderbolt! Mister Mercury! A trio of devastation. If you do not react it is because you haven't even bothered to listen. A lot of you have become incompetent and unwilling to hear the voice of others. Fear not for these three will not care. Want to know what will happen next? You'll find out sooner rather then later. Until then, I hope that you enjoy whacking off too whatever sex symbol is popular nowadays. Death, Injustice, and Relaxation. They will do whatever the hell they want to do. No more rules. No more caring thoughts. Actions without thoughts. Its time to make a statement.
(Over time, members as well as codenames will change. If you've made it this far, thanks for reading)