Some Things You Can't Just Walk Away From

It had been just over a single day since the deliberate showdown between the will of the organization's majority and one of the founding members of their current incarnation. Over that time talks had been continuing non-stop as to the ramifications of what had transpired, one of their most senior members had not only disassociated himself from them by way of a scathing rebuttal to their charges, but did so in a method that made him all but untouchable by a technicality within their own rules. This was not a situation that was considered acceptable, loophole or not, by certain members within the Exemplars.

Undisclosed Location – Within Ascension Point

The three figures sat facing one another, all shared the same conflicted emotions that came from such an unexpected outcome, but to them now was not the time for meaningless chatter, hard choices had to be made in the name of their cause, their meaning for existence. Change took time, and with all the intertwined factors involved none of them would even entertain a guess as to when something, anything would be decided, and that left them all with idle hands....

Exemplar One - “F*ucking Ian...”

Exemplar Two - “I wouldn't be shocked if he created that loophole his damn self.....bastard always did plan twelve steps ahead.”

Exemplar Three - “Look how long it took to get an initial ruling against him in the first place...years....who knows how long it will take to do anything now...we got played boys.”

Exemplar One - “We didn't get played...we got prison raped with a rule book...he stuck it in sideways on his way out the door.”

Exemplar Two - “Look, we all have the red-ass on this in one form or another, but lets take a step back and look at this on facts alone. AR-0202 is considered only slightly above average in terms of development, and one volatile enough that we sent him there as a monitor in the first place. Whatever he was really doing before was subtle and limited, now he has free reign to do whatever the hell he wants.

Exemplar Three - “I'm not trying to paint Ian in a bad light here, just the stories about the First Reality War are enough to give a grown man nightmares, and he lived through that when he was barely more than a kid. How many of us could take him down? Six?...maybe, and that is only if he didn't know it was coming. If something happened where he lost control, they have no idea just how f*cked they are. You guys have seen the records about the shit that went down when things were bad back then, he was Armageddon-In-A-Can.”

Exemplar One - “Not to mention we all know Ian is a stubborn son-of-a bitch that can hold a grudge forever, anybody here sleeping well not knowing how well he really took his ouster? I know for a fact he voted against my being elevated from Catalyst to Exemplar....that and he is a scary motherf*cker when enraged.”

Exemplar Two - “AR-0202 is potentially in danger, and it is because of one of our own making it our responsibility.”

Exemplar Three - “Something has to be done....”

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Chaos Theory Serenade

Wilhelm - “Ian, an emergency summons from Ascension Point is requesting your presence immediately, the nature of the situation was was not given but it reads as Priority One”

The very last thing Ian wanted to do was to deal with any kind of Exemplar business, much less direct contact after returning from their ranks only days ago, yet when duty called he once again felt driven to answer what was normally reserved for the gravest of threats. In a flash of a thousand black and broken shards his image folded in on itself as space-time bent to his will, transporting him to the space between realities where the Exemplars had called home since their inception. Appearing directly in the center of Ascension Hall, Ian noticed in a matter of moments that something was very out of place, not only was every other member already present and seated, they all carried a variation of the same concerned look with their eyes focused squarely upon him. It did not take a genius to realize that the reason for the assembly being called was Ian himself.

Andromeda slowly stood from her assigned place and took a moment to compose herself before speaking, they had known each other more than long enough for Ian to see that she was barely holding it together. Hands held in front of herself with a body language that suggested a resignation and shame as to what was to come next. The simple act of forcing her mouth to open and allow the words to escape her lips took every ounce of her considerable composure.

Andromeda - “Ian.....God I don't know if I can even say this...”

Turning his body to face her directly he gave her a slight nod as if to reassure her that he was already expecting to not find whatever the purpose of this meeting was to be to his liking or anywhere close to in his favor. Before she even uttered a single sound he knew not only was he in front of a figurative firing squad, but there are those among them who actually had the gall to put her front and center, forcing her to pull the proverbial trigger.

Andromeda - “There has been a vote..and the decision made to recall you from your role as monitor of AR-0202 and reassigned to Ascension Point effective immediately for an internal review. Ian...I know you only bent the rules when you felt it was absolutely necessary....I really do.....but there are those here who.......feel you have outright broken them with your mentoring of the Catalyst Ellie Knightfall and Nicole Murdock...in violation of Article 3. There is more but....I didn't ask for this Ian....”

Ian watched her nearly fold back into her chair, almost sickened and unable to finish what was by then nothing but the fine print. Part of him deep down always knew this very moment was more than just an insignificant possibility, yet never once had he allowed the specter of censure to come to the surface and bias his decisions over the years. Never had a decision been made for his own benefit, and while mistakes were all but unavoidable for a person in his position, to have a ruling of this magnitude laid against him without a word in his defense was as hardline of a stance seen since during the war.

Ian - “I'm well aware of the rules considering I helped draft most of them long before the majority of you ever got here. I am also well aware that the article you are invoking had been created for very good reasons...during wartime. Yet to interpret them in this way, in this kangaroo court manner, is downright insulting. Only a few of you have ever placed on a long-term monitor assignment and not a god damn single one of you for anywhere near as long as I have endured. Because of you I do not even have a home to return to anymore, remember the one you failed to protect...the one you didn't even allow me the chance to save. You want to play politics, fine, lets play politics.”

Engaging his targeting system, Ian reached out with a single arm and fired a tightly controlled stream of concussive energy, the focused beam more than overkill for its intended purpose. The impact utterly destroyed his assigned seat into a small cloud of vapor and dust, the very sudden nature of the discarged weapon being more than enough to send the nearby attendees scattering in what more than one may have feared to be an armed retaliation to ther ruling.

Ian - “I am hereby invoking Article 42, as a refugee of a reality lost during an Exemplar campaign I have the right to choose a new home reality within which I have the same rights as a natural citizen in order to establish a new life, as such I designate AR-0202 as so. In addition I hereby resign my status as an Exemplar, and therefore am no longer bound by any rules or mandates forced upon said membership.”

Without even waiting for a single word in response the bitter armored figure faded away once again by the same manner that brought him here. Left behind were the assembled Exemplars who began to discuss in hushed tones what had actually transpired. The motion which had the intended effect of forcing a wayward son back home, had actually opened the door for him to return to his adopted home, only this time he was no longer bound or limited in any manner. They had unwittingly unleashed him upon a world that had no concept of what had ever been in their midst.

Ascension Point Database

Callsign: Armistice

Real Name: Dr. Ian Alexander Pierce

Primary Specialty: Science Directorate

Secondary Specialty: Military Intelligence

Tertiary Specialty: Medical Officer

Primary Combat Specialty: Mass Destruction

Secondary Combat Specialty: Heavy Assault

Tertiary Combat Specialty: Assassination

Status: Inactive – Voluntary Retirement

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Shadow Profile - Top 10 Persons of Interest - 8/12/13

These are the characters and organizations that are currently under the most scrutiny by Armistice and his sleeper agents based upon a number of factors, weighted more towards recent events than prior history. This list will be updated weekly (Monday) to reflect the goings on of the previous week and their effect on his ratings.

1 - Black Cell - Still the greatest threat to the metahuman community in existence, sadly the disorganized and ineffective so called heroes are still completely unprepared to deal with them. Should the confrontation start tomorrow they all would fall like so many dead leaves.

2 - Andres Knightfall / HFC - His realignment with the HFC and constant machinations are cause for concern, he plays with forces even he does not fully understand with impunity. Currently playing puppet master on multiple fronts which are only starting to be revealed, his arrogance will be his undoing should he not be reigned in.

3 - Ziccarra Liafador / Trinity - From would be conqueror of Venezuela to now leading a team of fledgling heroes, her complete apparent reinvention as well as her ties to Kari need to be reviewed carefully. I cannot stress enough at my fears that her band is ready to come apart at the seams, not that I expected any less from such a motly collection of flawed individuals.

4 - Tranquil / HFC - Seems to be taking a page from the Andres Knightfall playbook and spreading himself along multiple fronts with his activity at an all time high. His motives and tactics have seemed to completely changed over a short period of time, the reasons for which are still not completely known.

5 - Surkit / Perfect / Anthony Stark - Three singular breaches over such a short time frame is a cause for concern, this may be only the beginning of a larger scale one in the works. This will need to be investigated to see if they are related in any way, if not they will be dealt with as needed.

6 - The Last Arashikage - Like a viper waiting to strike, has been far more quiet since the second Venezuela incident but Intel shows him to be in a planning stage, not inactive. His mission is clear and he has proven himself as a person capable of executing a grand scheme.

7 - Paragons - I find their lack of activity in regards to the numerous and concurrent threats disturbing to say the least. Even with my mandate that limits my ability to intervene I have accomplished more than them combined, if this is the best this reality has to offer their fate might as well be sealed.

8 - Kratesis - The Court of Arcani has been in relegated to the background for some time now, her return signals a very high possibility that such a lapse in activity is soon to end. Where she goes, destruction follows, and her appearance could spark a flood of activity from related subjects such as Amaranth Strix and Strigidae.

9 - Vine Villains - This group has mostly kept to the shadows, but any organized cabal of this kind must have a vigilant eye upon them at all times. Sooner or later they will tire of waiting and proceed with whatever they have come together to achieve.

10 - Kane Liafador - I have never forgotten, I have never forgiven, when I find him he will die for what he did, of that there is no doubt.

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The Armor Is Impenetrable But Not The Man Beneath

Ian sat alone in his expansive personal study, a discreetly elegant mesh of dark hardwoods and metallic surfaces and one of the few areas of the house that deviated from the more modern decor found throughout. A single finger tapped against the armrest of the supple black leather chair as his eyes darted over a series of requests for funding from prospective businesses of a technical nature. Since selling off his own company well over a year ago he had turned to venture capitalism as a side pursuit to allow him to keep the pulse of the scientific community, money was not a concern, but knowing what was out there always was.

Wilhelm - "I have received another request for direct contact from Ascension Point Ian, this will be the ninth one you have chosen to ignore outright."

Ian - "Unless the message involves an actual emergency, you can file them with the rest, I made my point clear the last time we met face to face."

Wilhelm - "This was not an official request Ian, this was from Andromeda directly."

The sound of his own knuckles cracking could be heard among the silence of the room after Wilhelm mentioned a name from another part of his always veiled and complicated life, and one that for all his deep seated resentment could not find the ability to ignore. After a moment of silent contemplation he rose and disappeared in a flash of enveloping darkness, instantly teleported into his personal lab deep beneath the structure of his island home. Taking a few steps he stood in front of the main array of displays and mentally initiated a connection to the most recent personal request.

Andromeda - "Ian....I wasn't sure you were even going to call me back...after the way you left."

She looked just like the last time he saw her just over a month ago, always looking like she had just come back from a day spa, and with her midnight blue symbioarmor in pristine condition. He had to admit to always being impressed by her ability to look completely put together without even trying, especially when wearing one of his own inventions.

Ian - "Depends on who calls and why Sarah, if there is an emergency you know I will be there on a moments notice, but outside of that I made my point very clear. This sounded like a personal call, so here I am."

He could see that she was trying to keep up a brave face, but the tears were able to peek out just enough to be noticeable on the high resolution display. Her guilt by association was stamped all over expressions yet both knew she had nothing to be ashamed of, the event had been out of either ones hands until it was far too late.

Andromeda - " I know you needed your space Ian, after what happened no one could blame you but...I was worried about you, we are worried about you, how do you expect us to just stand aside and let you deal with this alone? We have known each other for a long time and I know how being cut off and alone makes you feel, don't punish yourself just to remind them of what they did wrong. I know just how maddeningly stubborn you can be, please tell me you will at least consider coming back to talk, for me."

Ian - "Sorry Sarah, you know I do not blame you in the least, but you do not get to guilt me into coming back based on personal feelings, not this time. What happened, it can't be fixed or taken back, whats done is done and I just have to move on in my own way. If you want to call and check up on me go right ahead, it's always nice to hear from you, but unless there is another large scale breach that requires my presence they can go f*ck themselves for all I'm concerned. This is what I have left, I will continue to play my role and leave contact on an as-needed basis, but I will do so under my terms."

While he would never admit it, making her the unintentional target of his seething anger towards others made him feel the slightest bit regretful, but the wound was still too fresh for him to keep his demeanor controlled and head clear. Ian was simply not ready to face the aftermath and chose to recluse himself from it and all concerned for now, it was too painful to be reminded any more than necessary.

Andromeda - "I will do what I can to keep anyone from bothering you unless it's really unavoidable Ian...just.....don't push me away too. I'll be here when you are ready."

Ian could just make out her wiping away a single tear as the display went blank and he was once again left alone, the story of his life.

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Shadow Profile - Quintus Knightfall

Quintus Knightfall has died for the second time, and in a fashion fitting for a man of his reputation he had to one up everyone and make someone do it twice to make it stick. Outside of the assassin who murdered him in cold blood I am currently the only one to my knowledge who knows the entire story of his passing, leaving the unenviable task of telling this tragic tale to Ellie and the rest of the surviving Knightfall clan on my shoulders. Having seen up close the suffocating effect of losing her twin brother the first time, I cannot imagine what her reaction may be to having to face it again. The details of the method used may be only described as much a horror of sadistic nature as it is a tactical masterstroke.

(Links: Charlemagne LeBeau, Red September, HALO Corp, Isadora LeBeau)

The illustrious Knightfall clan were among the earliest metahuman profiles to be added to my personal database, having come to my attention years before my reaching out to Ellie for our first meeting. At the time I was still acting in my role as the United Nations Security Council's covert operative for metahuman affairs, and the moment they unofficially authorized me to eliminate the Knightfall Legacies I knew they were an organization worthy of further study. To this day no member of the family other than Ellie is aware of my former association with the UN, or that I refused to carry out the order to eliminate them in their defenseless youth.

Over the years even as Ellie and I became closer, we both decided that keeping our relationship away from the family was in the best interest of all. Until the past year I had never interacted socially with any of her relatives, including Quintus, and all of my interpretations of him were through limited observation and the information derived from a twin sister displeased with her other half. I had allowed my personal feelings to interfere with my standard operating procedures and my data of this time period is limited, what can I say, she always knew how to get what she wanted from me even when I knew better. Looking back today I am left to wonder if I had kept a closer eye, would I have seen enough to alter his dark future?

(Links: UNSC, Knightfall Family Tree, Operation: Dayspring)

This all changed when the family, especially Quintus, seemed no longer content with staying to the previously established “family business” and gradually began to set off on their own paths. Suddenly the established legacy was simply too confining and the next generation wanted to branch out and make their own mark on history. Each wanted to be their own bright and shiny star, and Quintus would not remain satisfied unless his shone brightest.

What came next was Quintus inserting himself in practically every major metahuman conflict, and as expected always taking center stage. Over this period his actions were nearly impossible to anticipate as his chosen alignment and allies seemed to change from day to day. His action at this time could be described as arguably heroic, yet anyone who knew better was aware he had yet to play any side other than his own. While his escalating activity during this period warranted my attention and growing suspicions about his methods, his sinister turn coincided with of all things his falling in love with Ziccarra Liafador.

(Links: Illuminati, Amaranth Strix, Impero, Warsman)

Then began his decent into madness as he led his Shadow Cardinals at the side of his dark consort and her already established Red Cardinals and Venezuela was left devastated in their wake. What followed was a meteoric rise in the power and influence of their unholy union that met as swiftly a fall when he met his first death at the hands of his closest friend, Impero. To this day the reasons for the final showdown between what to my knowledge were practically brothers, may never be known. Suddenly the power structure that toppled a nation fell apart as allies drifted and a heartbroken widow set aside a throne to return to anonymity with her yet unborn child.

In many cases this would be where his story ended, but then again when did Quintus ever do anything the easy way. Months later my sensors picked up his distinct bio-signature and after verifying the accuracy of reading I investigated to find a caravan of travelers led by a scarred twin of Quintus himself, and guided by the Amazing Angel. The troupe had the means and intentions of reviving him and his father for unexplained yet obviously nefarious reasons. Against my better judgment I followed them into the depths of hell itself and aided in his resurrection, as well as turning away those who meant to use him. As this was done under one of my rarely used personas, no one to this day is aware of my part in his return to the living.

My direct involvement was no question out of character for me, I have played God far too much in my life already and yet here I was literally raising the dead. But outside of my desperate want to relieve Ellie of the pain of losing her closest kin, I also knew that his rather sudden and twisted change in personality was a medical one as much as his numerous character flaws. Quintus suffered from a deteriorating cerebral condition brought on by the constant and excessive use of his mental powers, constantly pushing them against or past their limits. I can only speculate that this may be a genetic condition passed throughout the family after Andres own dark period. It had been Ellie's wish during his final days to somehow redeem him, by bringing him back and repairing the damage done I hoped to do this small kindness for her.

(Links: Gambler, Jayden Knightfall, Ellie Knightfall, Morte Knightfall)

There has been no hiding my feelings of Quintus in his earlier days, many a time did I bite my tongue when his sister would once again defend him against what deep down she knew to be his fault. I grant him a charm and charisma that were undeniable, but only as a mask for a consummate bullshit artist and silver tongued devil. He was a hero of convenience and like every other action the only thing that mattered was if it suited him, born a prince of a respected society he wore his status on his sleeve and sneered at any he considered beneath him.

Leading up to his final days I can say with a now lessened sense of pride that he was a different man once given his second chance. Fatherhood seemed to bring out the his best qualities and temper his worst, and he showed a level of devotion to his daughter that none of his relatives had ever seen in his first life. A life up until that point wasted on foolish pride and selfish pursuits, only to be yanked away just as he was becoming the man he was meant to be, at least in my eyes. Upon his second death I will mourn not for the man as he lived, but of the man that could have been.

Observation Level – N/A

Potential Threat Level – N/A

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Shadow Profile - Strigidae One

Never has the phrase, looks can be deceiving, be more apt than when it comes to this unassuming young woman. For someone of very humble origins she has made quite a name for herself in the metahuman halls of power while remaining almost anonymous to the general population, far from a simple feat. My data as to her early years is spotty at best and I fear that whatever there was to find has been lost if my speculations are even close to the mark.

(Links: Honshu Incident, Unmatched Metahuman Energy Signatures)

Strigade One first caught my attention as a side note into the activities of the Court of Arcani. Like any secret society finding reliable sources of information and data were a difficult prospect, but that changed as she took on more field duties where I could begin to fill out a working profile of any worth. I have yet to interact with her under any of my varied personas, making any entry regarding her personality traits the product of third party interpretations. At this time all I know with any degree of certainty is her serious demeanor on the battlefield and an unwavering loyalty to her chosen cause.

(Links: Kratesis, Amaranth Strix, Strigade Unit)

Her recent ascension as the replacement of the enigmatic Impero was an event that caught me completely off guard. While aware of her being a student of his in the past there apparently was far more between them than I was ever aware of. I cannot hide my feelings that this is far from a benign event, the Court already has significant resources at hand and a collaboration between the two would only help to upset the balance even more. I consider none of those involved as an enemy, but my trust in them and their unclear agenda leaves me wary.

(Links: Reisho Monastery, Xenon, Tranquil)

For as far as she has some in such a relatively short amount of time, I feel most have ignored the fact that she is still a very young woman. Her impressive powers and abilities provide nothing to teach her to handle the mounting burdens that continue to stack upon her slight shoulders. Without care they may turn out to be what finally breaks her, where other opponents have failed. In my limited observations she has always come off to me as an old soul, a certain sadness and longing hovering over her like an impending doom. It may just be my overprotective side, but she looks as if she could really use a friend.

Observation Level - Tier 2

Potential Threat Level - 8

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Shadow Profile - Lioness

I have to give credit where it is due. Little Miss Windsor and her family have done a very solid job of covering their tracks over the years, even with my extensive resources there are still far too many blanks that still need to be filled.

Were it not for her association with Black Cell and my hidden machinations into their activities, she may still have remained off my radar and still an unknown.

My notes as to her upbringing and life before becoming a Black Cell operative are nothing but a collection of notes culled from their internal correspondence. Adopted child of an extremist military family, horror stories of brutal training as some kind of child soldier, raised to be a living weapon in the service of a cause chosen for her before she could walk.

(Links: Windsor Family, Lionfang Family, Edward Windsor)

While her technical abilities and power armor are nowhere near a direct threat to me, the talent needed to accomplish such an engineering feat at her age is very impressive. There is little surprise that Black Cell took her in with open arms and provided her with a blank check, the idea that she could one day develop into an operative to stand up or eliminate me was too good to pass up. At worst case they can use her personal development as a blueprint to improve their more general arsenal.

(Links: LION armor, Lions Squad, Dreadnaught exo-skeleton)

It is always a shame to see someone so talented stride upon such a twisted path. From what I do know of her life up until now it is hard to look at her without some sort of sympathy or pity, the girl simply never had a chance. She has had the deep seated hatred of others instilled in her from birth, those who should have protected and cherished her instead treated her as nothing but a sword to be sharpened until unleashing it upon their enemies. It is this that makes her truly dangerous as she has the determination of a true believer, in her mind her cause is not only just, but right. There is simply no way to know for sure just how far she will go to accomplish her mission, one can only hope she sees the light before it is too late. If not I fear her death is all but imminent, and will sadly come from my own hand.

(Links: Tattoos, Distinguishing Marks, Known Atrocities)

I have to admit to feeling somewhat hypocritical with my current actions involving her, all of my criticism of her family and yet I am also using her in my own way. The Sovereigns were too intriguing a bait for Black Cell to ignore, and my assumption that they would send Lioness for such a high priority mission turned out to be correct.

The knowledge that her presence and temporary capture were all carefully orchestrated would be hard to believe. But there was no other way to implant her with a custom nanite array while she slept soundly with the belief that her cover was still unknown. I'm quite sure that the revelation that since she has left she has been her sworn enemies unwitting mole would break what is left of her heart.

Observation Level - Tier 1

Potential Threat Level - 5

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Shadow Profile - Anthony Stark

Anthony Stark has been on my radar for far longer than most would expect. The day he first put on a suit of technological wonder and decided to crossover from the sidelines and into the metahuman game was to most his debut, but his potential was obvious long before to one with my perspective. Looking at him today I see in a very simplistic sense, my fallen dark twin.

The similarities are obvious: vast natural intelligence, advanced educations, personal technologies that might as well been alien or magic, exceptional wealth, two men who seemed to have it all. Yet for every mirror-like similarity, there were just as many glaring differences, personal deficiencies that in a normal life would have simply made him an eccentric playboy, but in our game, they made him an unintentional monster.

The first sign was his press conference in which he announced to the world his new role as the U.S. Metahuman Chief-of-Staff, a job that anyone within the game knew he was completely unqualified for. An arrogant assumption that his raw intelligence was a suitable substitute for experience and competence. He believed every word he was promising, because he had yet to fail in any part of his life beforehand. Good intentions doomed by man for whom limitations were believed to be for lesser people.

(Links: Peak, Peak Industries, Registration Act)

The second was the point of no return in his fall from grace, his hand in the utter devastation of Venezuela. He strode into the fray thinking himself a knight in shining armor, that even with no background in military or political matters, he was the only one to save the day. While in reality he was being used as the face of a corrupt regime, ready and waiting to let him take the fall the moment the tides changed against them. His unwavering belief in himself combined with his inexperience led him to realize this far too late, and an entire nation payed the price for his pride.

(Links: President Ziev, NATO, UN, HALO)

More recently he has come and gone off the radar as he has attempted to rebuild a life shattered by misplaced trust and an inherent vanity that he held above those he wished to protect until it was far too late. While he may have been pardoned by the president in the eyes of the people, those in the halls of power know differently as it is much harder to fool a cabal of professional liars. He will forever be a marked man, the sharks have smelled blood in the water, and the countless enemies he has earned in his relatively short career will never allow a day of rest, or to forget his sins.

(Links: Enforcers, Renegades, Sovereigns)

It is when I look at myself in the mirror that my hatred for Anthony Stark rears it's head the most, because I know exactly what he could have been. A creator and an innovator, not a destroyer who spends every day squandering the responsibility people in our position owe to themselves, and the world.

Observation Level - Tier 2 (Formerly Tier 1)

Potential Threat Level - 7 (Formerly 8)

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Shadow Profile - Anthony Stark

Anthony Stark has been on my radar for far longer than most would expect. The day he first put on a suit of technological wonder and decided to crossover from the sidelines and into the metahuman game was to most his debut, but his potential was obvious long before to one with my perspective. Looking at him today I see in a very simplistic sense, my fallen dark twin.

The similarities are obvious: vast natural intelligence, advanced educations, personal technologies that might as well been alien or magic, exceptional wealth, two men who seemed to have it all. Yet for every mirror-like similarity, there were just as many glaring differences, personal deficiencies that in a normal life would have simply made him an eccentric playboy, but in our game, they made him an unintentional monster.

The first sign was his press conference in which he announced to the world his new role as the U.S. Metahuman Chief-of-Staff, a job that anyone within the game knew he was completely unqualified for. An arrogant assumption that his raw intelligence was a suitable substitute for experience and competence. He believed every word he was promising, because he had yet to fail in any part of his life beforehand. Good intentions doomed by man for whom limitations were believed to be for lesser people.

(Links: Peak, Peak Industries, Registration Act)

The second was the point of no return in his fall from grace, his hand in the utter devastation of Venezuela. He strode into the fray thinking himself a knight in shining armor, that even with no background in military or political matters, he was the only one to save the day. While in reality he was being used as the face of a corrupt regime, ready and waiting to let him take the fall the moment the tides changed against them. His unwavering belief in himself combined with his inexperience led him to realize this far too late, and an entire nation payed the price for his pride.

(Links: President Ziev, NATO, UN, HALO)

More recently he has come and gone off the radar as he has attempted to rebuild a life shattered by misplaced trust and an inherent vanity that he held above those he wished to protect until it was far too late. While he may have been pardoned by the president in the eyes of the people, those in the halls of power know differently as it is much harder to fool a cabal of professional liars. He will forever be a marked man, the sharks have smelled blood in the water, and the countless enemies he has earned in his relatively short career will never allow a day of rest, or to forget his sins.

(Links: Enforcers, Renegades, Sovereigns)

It is when I look at myself in the mirror that my hatred for Anthony Stark rears it's head the most, because I know exactly what he could have been. A creator and an innovator, not a destroyer who spends every day squandering the responsibility people in our position owe to themselves, and the world.

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Shadow Profile - Tranquil

Excerpts From Personal Notes:

Tranquil is among the more recent additions to my library of metahuman profiles, yet he has been one busy little bee. I am far from satisfied with the state of my level of understanding, the pieces of his puzzle leave me with as many questions as they do answers. There is yet no clear path of intention based by either his past or current actions, making formulating a potential course of action should the need arise to be problematic at best.

He first appeared on my radar a few years ago as a new young mercenary on the block, our interactions were limited as I was only able to observe him under my Killwire persona, and never in action. At the time there was nothing remarkable about him to warrant making him a primary person of interest and was relegated to a Tier 4 POI.

It was years before he once again caught my eye during the onset of the Registration Act. A confrontation between himself and a group of Red Cardinals thrust himself into the fray at the side of all people Quintus Knightfall during one of his rare bouts of putting something else before himself, at least to a degree. Records of his actions during this time are far from complete but have been referenced elsewhere

(Links: Mr. LeBeau, Umen, Warsman)

From there the young man fell off the map again only to resurface in of all places under the tutelage of the reclusive metaphysical powerhouse, Impero. Very little is known of his time spent there as my ability to observe his domain are limited, but once complete Mr. Archer was a man of very different and new abilities.

(Links: Keijijio Clan, Madame Blossom, Resiho Monestary, Strigade)

His current activities and connections to Cerebrum have piqued my interest for personal as well as professional reasons. No one knows as well as I the potential godsend or nightmare genetic engineering can be in the wrong hands. I have had sneaking suspicions about potential ties between them and Black Cell in the past but those have been so far unproven. The names and faces coming and going leave me unsure about anything other than this one is in need of more careful observation, not direct action is planned at this time.

(Links: Morte Knightfall, Amaranth Strix, Sawyer, Shadow)

Observation Level - Tier 2

Potential Threat Level - 7

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