(A while back there was a blog almost nobody seamed to read lol. Was titled Tribulations Of Piracy and the very end was one of many hints to something in works. This is another such blog post, for the record Evolium is a metal I made up its a fusion carefully made of sevral existing. To make it would cost a lot of money and only Syapt and Hex know how to make it. So if you want it please ask and not instantly know what to do :P that all being said I give you the next piece to the puzzle admitedly not my best but still I like it. That and it has a nice tie to ongoing things without drastically saying whats being done or effecting other peoples plans)

Letters To Nobody

"You probably only think of Syapt as that computer brained girl who ran off with Erebus. I know everything she seamed to stand for was arguably evil and wrong but she has a plan and a purpose. Link Tech is dead we buried most of it in are own first mission. Evie and Peter worked together as well to help put it to rest. Evie was constructed for Stone's ill daughter who was born with a disease. The spoiled princess was going to have her mind swaped with Evie. Immunodeficiencies is what Luthor Stone's daughter this and cancer made it imposible for her to live long. In away Amillia is now sertain to die because you Peter Evie and myself all f-cked their plans over. Granted we both know any child of Luthor is probably an ass who deserved such a fate...and I am rambling. The point is we all worked to dig the company six feet under, we have faced some trouble for it but overall it was for the better. Maybe I am just greedy but after seeing what its done I wanted to go through similar. Evie was made to be a perfect woman and soldier her true purpose though was to be killed so someone else could live. From that bleak fate though she became a powerfull figurehead. Peter was suposed to be a battery left in a basmment to rot as he fed raw heated gravitons to power the world. While not imprisoned he went on to be one of the best heroes out there." Scarlet stoped her writing to break into the second paragraph as well as think about what she was about to put down.

"Then there is you, you were decieved and abuse by them twisted to be Luthor's perfect non modified soldier. No special tricks just humanity at its prime output, breaking free of that you became one of the heroes. And are one of the three best members of your team. Me I was never one of those people, I was not made into something sacred. I have always been a girl on the run. I lie I cheat I steal and I kill its what I have always done. I could never be a hero, I was not raised that way. The assassin, the weapon in the shadows thats the kind of life I live....sence being with you though I can no longer just be this spare instrument however. I need the strength to be able to take initiative I need to know I can take a stance. This world doesn't need another Overkill or Warkiller just as it doesn't need another Luthor or Erebus. It needs a blade, something to draw the fine line between the two and thats me. This letter is for me to tell you that you make me want to be more and that I love you. I probably seam kind of like a b!tch most the time but I mean it. And this letter is just incase I never have a chance to say it." The letter was addressed to her boy friend should she die in the procedure. Otherwise it would go nowhere just a letter from nobody to nowhere. That out of the way it was time to grab a quick shower and go down to the labratory.

Becoming The Future

"This is Evolium, having aquired knowledge through the Keresh, knowledge on the company that created Overkill and the metal he put to use. Mix that with are money to score adamantium and are dear Hex and we have something unparalel to any other. With Keresh we have something naturaly strong potentially more then adamantium and capable of absorbing energy. The Infraglium takes in energy and makes the metal harder which in exchange means that the already strong metal is even grander. Add to that the natural adamantium and you have a mixture that is indistructable. This metal is put into the body through nanotechnolodgy which cant be shut down from electrical shortage. This allows the metal to incase any weaponry the assassin creates. " Evie concluded the first half of the speach and began to have Rayne set up.

Her body floated aloft in a vat a light blue slightly thick fluid. The fluid injecting skin with drugs that helped raise muscles to the strength needed to actually run around with the slight boost in weight. The wires themselves injected the nanites into the skin and geneerated a second liver which produced the small machines. It was a complex process the alchemist and science project spent months working on taking this thing into a possible project. Alot of the money made from the King of the Vine the winings and profit from gamblings it gained the project to be put to use. The room was coated in spectators everyone from various govermental seats weapons dealers and military or militias were here. "It is hard to perdict what is coming in the next few months, it is hard to say what will be done in response to all this Registration stuff. What we do know is that we need something that can fight off whats coming. A weapon for a future, for a coming war. As the right hand to the secretary of deffence I can tell yout that we are nearing something big. These events are never taken well and that was on a national scale, now its global. The crossfire from this is going to be ugly, that is partially why we had the highest security possible. Not a word of this is geting to Utopia we need this kept as quiet as posible. We have made one of the stealthiest killers into something that is just shot of unkillable. Every war needs an atom bomb a final weapon that suggests it is pointless to continue. This, this is are child of atom." Perhaps it was not the best speach ever made but it did the job. In the coming months so many would hire Razor for missions. Some perhaps nothing major some perhaps influintial to the coming events, the most important element however was just they were in the money and influence....

Epilogue

Months later they had placed Rayne on one of the most detrimental opperations she would ever be apart of. The guards of this old historic building were good and the situations a mile out made them even higher. None of them could so much as slow the killer down. Armor was cleaved strait through and weaponry lucky enough to hit didn't phase her. Now she sat crouched her sniper rifle punched into a wall as long as it wasn't pulled from the bricks it was nothing more then a small black dot on a gray wall. Her scope had what was needed to peer through the wall and get a bead on the target of choice. Eyes of a hawk percision of a master strategest stealth of a ninja. Rayne wasn't going to be seen or heard her choice couldn't be more perfect and her rifle was set on the kill. Pull the triger and the world will shake another moment to further the strugle of this world.