Mutants (non x-men)

Parasite

Vincent stirred as he regained conciousness. his clothes were in tatters and barely coverd him. His Violet eyes scanned the area, he had been a hunter for a long time and some habits died hard. He took a deep breath and got up to look for sustenance. Food would be nice but powers ... a genetic variation or x factor would (sadly) be the only thing that would satiate his hunger... his ebon hair cascaded in the wind as he listened to the surrounding area.
If he must be forced to live than he must feed...
 
Fortunato

I was pleasantly full of power, happily wandering through the area, when I caught a snippet of thought involving vengeance on the humans. Intrigued, I started to find the source, homing in on it.


OOC: Sorry, I've been trying to figure out where I'd best fit in... Here I are!
 
Andrea

OOC: I'm still here, just haven't had time to post yet.

IC: Walk out into the sunlight. I squint my eyes, looking out since I've been in darkness for quite a while. I notice people walking around. I stand there, just looking. I feel like I don't know where I'm going, since that is true. I haven't been given any task, and without a purpous, I'm lost. I've never been off duty before. This is something that is quite new to me.
 
He is following us...I know he is, though I can detect neither scent nor sound. His powers must be pretty damn good to escape my notice.

I see Violet shuffling, and can scent the weariness in her.
I help her ease her burden to the ground and catch her as she nearly falls. Steadying her, I lead her to a stump. I can see a faint trace of curiosity about me in her eyes. At her question, I raise my face to the sky and sniff, once, twice...

"Yes, it is going to rain. Perhaps in an hour or two."

Her eyes are closed. I am not sure she has heard me. I kneel before her and put my hand on her shoulder. She flinches at my touch. Damn, but the pain must run deep within her.

"Healer," I say softly, "rest now. You are safe here."

I blush, as she looks at me, not an easy thing for someone with the kind of fur coat I wear to do.

"Oh, yeah," I say with a grin. "My name is Lucas. Should have told you that before."

I stiffen as the breeze brings another scent to me. Rising, I sniff again and my guts tie themselves into a cold knot. I have smelled this before, a burning like no other...someone nearby has fired a disruptor.

Putting my hand beneath Violet's elbow, I pull her up.

"Healer, come with me...now. I know you are weary, but it is not safe here."

I take the bundles and sling them over my shoulder. "There's a place near here you will be safe, Healer. Please, for you own sake...come with me now!"
 
Violet

I manage to stand unsteadily, teetering slightly, concentrating purely on putting one foot in front of the other. Time seemed to drag on and then it was gone in a blink of the eye. I sunk to the ground the instant he said it was safe. I spread my dark velvety cloak under me and debated what would be best. I watched him sniffing about, looking predatorial. I shifted, my powers would eventually recharge, slowly and surely even if I did nothing, which is why I avoided the town, people drained me. I often ignored my own limits to help a child or someone suffering. I could recharge faster........ the thought drifted off as I watched him, eyes barely open stifling a yawn.
 
I lead Violet to a lean to which I use from time to time. She all but falls in her sheer weariness, and I ache for her. I saw how she gave to the limits of her strength, the limits of her powers, fighting the wariness within her, to mutants too selfish to realize how they were taking from her. I shake my head. This is no time for anger. Taking my jacket, I spread it over her.

"I'll be back," I whisper, "try to rest, okay?"

Raising my head, I sniff again the air. The stench of disruptor fire is stronger now, and I silently follow it through the underbrush. Soon, another smell comes to me, somehow familiar. I can feel the bristle of hair on my neck. slowly, siliently, I make my way closer, closer...coming at last to a clearing.

A lone mutant sits there, his clothes in tatters, looking dazed. He looks almost helpless, but I know better. It is Vincent, the one called Parasite. I fight back a growl, stay still and silent, watching him. I know him only by reputation, but realize I must find a way to lead him off, to keep him from discovering Violet, for his power of absorbing powers would surely kill her...and I can sense the hunger within him.

Steeling myself, I step into the clearing.
 
Parasite

My hunger reaches out longing for a morsel...I sense a succulent tidbit to the east but suddenly it occurs to me that some one is approaching and is very near , I can not tell where but it is a mutant and a talented one at that ..
this one seems to be stalking me... either it is VERY strong, very foolish or is trying to protect something...I sigh to myself as I feel old habits kicking in. I stand and stretch letting the wind play across my tattered garments.This one wants to play a game with me perhaps I should play along...somewhere deep inside me I can hear the scream of guilt the essence that wants to be cured of my hunger and free from the hunt...I curl up in pain as my soul and my essence war with each other I realize this is a dealdy mistake, if the being watching me was here to kill me then now is his chance. secretly I hope he will then I remember that in all the days I have prayed for death as a realease ...even the Genoshans couldnt do that.
 
Eddie Deadeye offers Andrea a mission

OOC: Here is some info to set you on a collison course with the other characters, if you wish.

IC: As I tracked Mierau through the crowds with my superior eyes, I almost stumbled into the strawberry haired girl. Maybe my eyes aren't so superiour after all. But I doubt it. I should have seen her.

"My apologies. I should have seen you", I apologised, ironically.

She is looking right at me, ready for fight or flight. Wrong technique, against me. Of course I am not looking at her, still tracking Mierau.

She looked a little shell-shocked, like she was still expecting someone to walk up and give her orders. I had seen that before. Exploited it frequently. Maybe I could make use of her. Hell, maybe she wanted to be used.

The trick was to speak with total confidence.

"At ease, soldier. Your mission is to follow this man." I glance casually her way. Contact. I shove the image of Mierau into her head, along with his entire outdated dosier, and the last few minutes. That loud mental shove is the only way I know to stop from sucking her thoughts. Like shouting with your fingers in your ears. It sort of works, sometimes.

But this time...
 
Violet

I let my eyes close, feeling fatigue overtake me. I used my powers for good, as a healer, but I knew the true extent of my power. The Genoshians had seen to that, the nightmares overtook me, of being forced to ferret out mutants and their mutations.

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The slave collar weighed heavily on my neck, as I saw the new mutants arriving. I recorded their strength and ability, the government merely wished to control mutants not heal them. So when I had been identified as being able to identify other mutants my life had changed. Technically I was classified as a Genetic Identifier. Eventually I spent time in a mutant hospital, mainly to ferret out who was the most useful. When the mutants I visited began healing faster, I had been retested and reclassified and my life had changed forever.

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I woke up, stirring at the sound of footsteps. I rubbed my eyes and slowly sat up. I rubbed my bare neck and stared into the darkness. Right now I had about as much energy as a normal human.

"Who's there? Is it you," she paused not wanting to reveal his name if it were someone else. Normally she could tell who it was miles away but at her current strength, she was less than mutant.
 
I wonder if Vincent will remember me...the genoshans had tried to improve his fighting abilities and find out how close he had to be to someone to absorb their powers. They had picked me as a likely subject, since I tended to be something of a problem for them. What they did not realize is that my particular form of mutation, being more physiologically based than residing in the brain was not something Vincent could easily take. The sheer physics of that had managed to make the experiment less than successful. Still, it had hurt like hell, and had cost me some of my sensory powers for a time, as well as the healing factor.

Hell, I hadn't blamed Vincent. They had a hold on him that I never completely understood, but it was powerful. Still, I decided to remain wary, ready to run if he should attack. I stepped just to the edge of the clearing, and coughed softly.

"Vincent, man...you are not looking well," I say.

I hold my hands up, trying to show I mean no harm. Hell, even if I did, I know the flip side of his mutation, the invulnerability, would pretty well put paid to that. Still, I figure I can outrun him, even if he manages to get a piece of me, since I also remember that when he took on my sensory powers, it had disoriented him...it's one thing to be able to see further into the spectrum than normal, hear above and below the normal range, smell and quite another to be able to sort it...that only comes with the living of it to be able to avoid sensory overload.
 
Parasite

He steps into the clearing, he is either very brave or very foolish, Since I begin to deduce hes trying to protect another, I assume the first. I war within myself wheteher or not to attack him when he calls my name....without looking my mind scrolls though the past and ....."Lucas....."
I mumble to myself....I turn to gaze upon him and he seems unarmed and and is not taking a hostile stance... My hunger is dull and acrid it tears though me.... but I miss having a soul. I sigh as I swallow down my impulses and "Lucas... if your true to form your once again risking yourself for another..." I grin as my violet eyes look into the sun..."The world is a large place perhaps we dont have to fear each other ...perhaps in such a large world we can find others to fight..." My words are clumsy and menacing but they are as near as I can come to a friendly.
 
Vince looks weary, more than just physically. I grin when he remembers who I am. He does not seem to be trying to snare me with his power and in his words I can hear sorrow and pain.

I step forward. "You're right, Vince. No need for the two of us to fight. Man, what happened to you? I kinda lost track after we transhed the genoshans. And even if no one else knows, I KNOW who it was that managed to get into their power broadcaster and shut it down long enough for us to crash the compound. You did a damn fine job there."

Moving closer, I cautiously reach into my pouch for some jerky and the water bottle at my side. "You hungry, Vince?"

I could toss them to him, but hand them out to him instead.
 
Parasite

I ponder just how long I can be nice when all of a sudden he not only agknowledges my repentance, but he comes closer to me...He seems to remember my manuever in the control system, which is odd because I remember him having his hands full trying to fight his way to the Isolation Centers. Without his powers he was still abnormally succesful...I grin half heartedly as I realize that for a brief moment we were ALL on the same side. Lucas comes nearer and offers me food and water...he doesnt treat me like an animal..he doesnt throw the food or pull away I make a point to accept. I force myself to eat a little and the cool water helps soothe the acrid taste in my mouth. I look up and do my best impression of a smile. "well if you went threw all this to protect someone, we might as well let you go back to being the hero..I promise I wont interfere..shield them well the energy im receiving is like a beacon...it wil atract others"
 
Andrea

I looked at him. He pushed the image into my mind. He seems familiar to me. When you gave me the image, it seemed like he was reading my thoughts. I was confused. I soluted the man and went to seek this man out. I scanned the crowed. A few people knew me, and feared me because of my strength. I wish they didn't, that is one of the reason I didn't have any friends.

I don't have emotions either, I'm Jaded. Sometimes it seems that there is some feeling within me, like sadness, or whatever it is called. If i did have someway to express myself, I would be in a corner crying. I know about emotions, and I want them. I need to find a way to get them back.
 
I nod. "Thanks, Vince. I will keep that in mind. I am trying to get someone home. Hey, have you got somewhere to stay? There's an old line cabin about a mile north of here, on the ridge. Just off a lake. I keep a cache of supplies there, key is under the firewood, inside hollow log all the way to your left as you face it. You're welcome to crash there while you figure out what you want to be doing next. I"ll drop by and we can catch up on old times in a few days."

I look at him, dead on in the eye. "Vince, ya gotta know...your mutation may seem dangerous, and is to other mutants. But there may well be a way to turn it around. You ain't useless, man. and even if it takes a while to figure out how you can use your powers in such a way as not to be feared...all the mutants on this island owe you big time. We could not have taken the Genoshans without you."

I lift my hand to him and am gone...silently as I came. I hurry back towards Violet...then stop. I can hear her voice and...someone else. I sniff the air, a strange scent. I hurry, not running, for I figure if she was in danger she would be yelling...but all the same, I am uneasy.
 
Violet

I shiver, evidently whoever it was didn't want to talk, I heard the rustling fade away. I suppose it could have been a large animal, not that there were many of those nowadays either. I stand, pulling myself together as I pull the cape around my body as if shielding myself from the world. I glance up, it looked as if it would begin raining any moment. I wondered if Lucas brought back some rabbits or other small game to eat.
 
Parasite...Vincent

I stand and let the wind catch my long ebon hair... "He treated me like a ....man...not like an animal." I stand there stunned for a while. I recall a book I read called Les Miserables, it was by Victor Hugo. I remember how Val Jean is shown kindness and it changes his life...I remember thinking it was sentimental bullshit at the time. But as I stand and look into the sky. I feel so ...not alone. I ponder the hero motiff...I ponder if perhaps there is another way...I realize finnaly what this foreign feeling is called hope..and I am sensing it for the first time...
 
Eddie encounters Parasite

OOC: I think there are enough angst ridden types, so I will just be a bastard, ok? :)

IC:___________
"Oh bravo Parasite, bravo!" I call, clapping slowly. "A few pat words and you are eating out of his hand."

I wander into the clearing but keep my distance. "Still, you can't blame him not for stopping. Gotta go and do the alpha male thing and all."

"Enough chit-chat though. You seen an old guy wander by? I think you would have sensed him. Or a strawberry blonde? possibly invisible? Come to think of it, you two would probably hit it right off."

I don't really expect him to know anything. I turn away without even looking at him. No way do I need an eyeful of that.
 
Parasite

Now it is my turn to laugh..."Now thats what Ive come to expect...Deadeye... care to make eye contact with me? "
"I am VERY curious how OUR powers would effect each other ...and even if you could drain MY power or thoughts youd find your MORE than welcome to them..." I chuckle "Life is too short not to try new experiences" ...I grin wickedly perhaps sub conciously hoping well finish each other off... "Look elsewhere for your lost sheep...Before the wolves sort it out for us."
 
I am moving faster through the woods now, almost running. I find myself hoping Vincent will take me up on the offer. He is not a bad person, and in the clinch, when he could very well have meant the difference between us taking the genoshans or siding with them and wiping us out, he came through on the side of the angels. He seemed surprised, almost shocked that I would remember the positive that he has done. Or maybe it is just me.

Not many of my fellow mutants have been able to relate well with me. Those who have seen me in passing either judge from appearance and shy away, or ignore me altogether. Those who have actually talked to me, seem to be undecided between thinking I am a friendly pup or some sort of idiot for not feeling more anguished over my mutation. And there are those fought the Genoshans side by side with me, and that small group that was there when I tore the heart out of the Base Commander and ate it. But, it almost doesn't hurt all that much any more that I haven't seen any of them in a long time. All except for her

I shake my head. I don't want to go there, don't want to think of what is gone. I am in the here and now and dammit, I am getting really nervous over what is happening with Violet, for I hear the voices, scent more than her.
I begin to run.
 
OOC: __ Parasite Andrea Fortunato

Hi everybody, haven't seen the supervillan for a while. How about I stand in for now, gathering up a mutant team? My power is about manipulation. No point me trying to play an expert manipulator if I am not putting players where they want to be. Discussion?

First off, Vincent and Andrea, are you ok with being duped onto the villan's side initially? Fortunato: you ARE a villan, right?
 
Parasite and Deadeye

I pause. Perhaps Parasite can be useful to me after all.
Deciding, I stride up to his face. As I approach I feel my vision dull down, become bland and flat til I am no more than mundane human. I turn my eyes to his. Nothing. without my powers I might as well be staring into the glass buttons of a teddy bear.

Dangerous. Without my talents I will have to rely on my experience alone. But with Parasite on my side I would have the potential to neutralise any mutant, no matter how powerful. Relying on my powers to control a mutant who nullifies powers, that would be stupid.

"Vincent. Other than you, there is noone I ever CAN look in the eye, not without that simple act being an assault. I am the one who is treating you like a man, not Logan. Whether you chose to be enermy or friend, I will always give you that."

"Look, Lucas means well I am sure, when he offers you a log cabin out in the middle of nowhere. He is a loner by choice. He is still just showing you the kindness one would show a leper. I'm different, Vincent. I don't pity you. I wouldn't be talking to you now if I couldn't used a guy like you."

I take a card out of my wallet. It is labelled the D n' A. Diversity and Anarchy. A night club that is not so much exclusive as hurriedly avoided by the sort of people that think night is just a time of day.

"Its' built up against a peice of the wall that was never torn down. Deep in the city yet right next to the forest. Half the clientelle only enter by the back way anyway. It's fulla mutants whose powers don't fit in to conventional society. Hell, right off I can think of this girl, a real sweetie, whose boyfriends keep imolating just as she is about to lose her... She'd love you."

I grin so that you don't know whether I am kidding or not, and hand you the card. "Anyway, just hold on to it."

OOC:____
What do you'all think? Anyone can just turn up without explanation, although clean-cut types would draw attention. you can invent side characters as you wish, and active villany could be reserved for the back-rooms :)
 
Curses..foiled again...;-)

OOC*** Okay to be honest I was kind of hoping my char would go the way of the hero..but to also be honest I have also portrayed him as a lonely, emotionaly fragile,parasite that although powerfull is unused to being alone...in other words perfact fodder for Eddie. In truth as much as its not what I planned, Hed be eating out of your hand. So it looks like youve got a parasite..just be carefull he still has nightmares about the mutants that were tortured using his powers,if you do the same he will snap. I cant wait for the other mutant storyline to start Im curious to see what Vince would have been like if he had been raised in a school ;-)

IC*** Deadeye is a dangerous mutant I know from experience... but he approached me and allowed his powers to be neutralized ..My hunger,my loneliness and my fragile self control war within me..hes so close and so powerfull..I almost drool at the energy he has within..but..He came in good faith though..and he speaks of others like me..whos powers dont fit in...Im so tired ..."Alright Eddie what do you get out of this..belive me your words are honey mead and draw me quickly ..and for someone who supposedly doesnt have his powers you sure seem to know my soul..." I try to not seem eager I try to maintain my control,but his abilities are far beyond his powers for in truth im finding it hard NOT to believe every word he says...
 
Violet

I settled down a little, it would be a long time before I was healing anything, even myself. I found myself something to drink and waited.
 
I enter the clearing near the lean to. There is a scent of someone I cannot identify, but only Violet is there. I slowly approach her so as not to cause fright.

"Violet?" I ask softly.

She looks at me without blinking.

I offer her my hand. "Let's get you home, okay?"

She takes my hand and I draw her upwards. Can't say for sure if it is because she stumbles or if I lifted her more firmly than I meant, but suddenly we are close together.

Our bodies brush, Violet's scent fills my head like a blooming garden. My arms move instinctively about her waist. I can feel her soft flesh, her warmth seeping into me. Our lips are scant moist inches apart. Her breath is soft in my ears, yet her pulse drums loudly, or maybe it is mine. I find desire surging up in me, even as she trembles, as my arms about her tighten. We look into each others eyes, with surprise and wariness...

I swallow hard and with only the greatest effort manage to move back from her, my hands still lightly upon her hips.

"I, ah, I think we'd best go before it starts to rain..."

[Edited by sojournerwolf on 05-21-2001 at 08:40 PM]
 
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