Morph: The Blast (Actual RP)

Jordan watched as his friend took off down the alley in cheetah form, and smirked in envy. "If he can turn into a lion too, oh I am totally stealing that power first chance I get," Jordan joked with Will. After remembering the reason for their escape, Jordan pushed Will forward a bit. He held his hand out at the gate and let out large force of smoke and ash, severely crippling the SWAT team's vision. Jordan smiled at his work before sprinting away, hopinh for Will to not be too far behind.

 

Will nodded, giving a small smile to Jordan before closing his fist, the dumpster slamming into the alley from the way they came through and blocking the previous team from following them. He quickly turned, kicking forward and sprinting towards the smoke. As he came out the large cloud he slowed for a second, eyes focusing on the chaos in front of him. He watched a large group of the SWAT members filed out, preparing to stop them as they all loaded their weapons. Will quickly turned, watching Kevin and Jordan sprinting to the side. Will quickly followed, eyes scanning for anything useful. He continued down the street before noticing a vehicle barrier in the ground, often used in police chases. He quickly shot a bolt of electricity before gripping his fist and pulling up, dragging the barrier up with his telekinesis. He quickly hopped the barrier before pulling it the rest of the way up, a small smirk crossing his mouth at his work.

 

Jay clenched his teeth.

"MIA, I don't care about, it's what you just did that I'm pissed about." Jay responded. He sighed remembering what Theia said and thought about what she would do in that situation.

"Fine, but I'm not making any guarantees about cooperating unless you give me a more valid reason for what you have done." Jay said before putting the Wilkie away and walking out of the alley he was in proceeding down the street. As he walked that's when he also saw what several other people saw, the SWAT team from government had arrived.

He stopped and paused as it crossed the street ahead of him. Something was on top though to, something that made him feel, more like himself, which also meant one thing, his powers had disappeared.

Jay clenched his fist placing another hand in his pocket feeling the gun within as he proceeded to the place he and Aaron used to train.

Upon arriving at the old junkyard of abandoned cars and such he looked towards the old equally abandoned trailer. He proceeded towards it. He was out of the radius of any of the SWAT team trucks, his powers returned as he felt angry again, but mentally deep down he couldn't stop thinking about the way he felt when his powers were gone.

He shook his head before opening the door and walking in allowing the door to close behind him. The room was dark, darker than usual, if it be influenced by the closed curtains but even more by Aaron and his new found powers.

He looked at the table set out. Aaron sat at the head of the table, his cousin was there and Julie was there. No Victor was there though.

"Oh so I'm the back up inner circle plan?" Jay said slightly pissed off. He leaned against the wall not bothering to sit down.

"Make it quick then, what the hell did you want?"



Sherlock looked at Darius as he spoke. Her mind blank nodding at something's he spoke.

Darius constantly wept because he killed his brother, not how he killed his brother or the situation, but just that he did. Sherlock now understood that.
Then with Aaron returning it confirmed her theories before, plus she now also had Jay who confirmed it.

Sherlock went to speak about all Darius stated but remained silent looking at Darius. She watched moments later when Darius offered her a cigarette. She pushed it away seeing it not best for the moment being.

"What's on my mind?" Sherlock asked sometimes wondering the same thing.

"We'll for starters I'm worried about you, you're mind is very unstable. It's why I have ordered the Spades to listen to orders from you only if they come from me, due to your mental state. Next I know about Aaron I have received detail from inside sources." Sherlock stated before sitting down not taking her eyes off Darius.

"Next kidnapping and forcing people to join the spades isn't much better than government officials kidnapping and forcing them to do whatever it may be they're doing."

"Lastly what's on my mind is wondering what's on your mind. Your mentality and mind is breaking down and is unstable. I'm having a hard time of reading you and that concerns me because I am, shockingly, worried about you." Sherlock stated.

 

As Darius spoke it didn't put her mind at ease. She could still see that his mind was still not clear at all.

"The inside source would be Rosalyn." Sherlock didn't lie but she didn't tell the complete truth. She never got a good sense that Darius and Jay got along completely. She watched as Darius didn't pay too much attention to that spinning in his chair to hide from her in his big swivel chair.

"I'm sorry Theia...I just need your help...something's wrong and my powers...they're.."

"Darius?" Sherlock stuck her hand up as his chair spun around and he laid unconscious.

"Darius!" She exclaimed running towards him putting her hand on his forehead ready to dive into his mind before being interrupted.

"Sorry to bother you, Sherlock, but we've got a problem!" A spade member said running in. Sherlock looked up as three members burst into the room.

"What's the problem?" She asked.

"Well, it's as predicted by you and Darius, government has now come out in the open picking up mutants as we're being dubbed."

"Theia, there's SWAT trucks all over the city, and when we get close to them our powers don't work!" A third member, female, said slightly panicked.

"Get him to the infirmary, I want him monitored until I get a chance to help him out." Sherlock said to the members before turning towards a TV turning it on.

"Please welcome the Head of Homeland Security Scientific Branch, General Miles Renat."

"We're happy to announce we have a solution to the problem. I cannot go into too many details, but no we are here for you San Francisco, we've heard your pleas, and we plan to put a stop to this mutation problem once and for all. We just encourage you to stay inside after sundown and stay in till sunrise, also do not be alarmed or bother our team as we handle the situation, thank you." Sherlock stared in shock as a burly man came on. She knew who that was.

"Theia Dickinson?" Theia stood up. She stood in jeans and a plain red t-shirt that hung on her body. Her hair dark brown, long, and pulled back in a pony tail. She was young but she still showed intelligence and confidence in her stance, a trait from both of her parents.

"My name is General Miles Renat, I was good friends with your parents."

"Was?" Theia was never one for long talks and dragging things out, she was straight to the point. She watched as the man, a burly man, stepped back in a bit of shock.

"Your parents were wonderful-" He tried again.

"General, are you trying to tell me something about my parents by using the past tense?" She asked.

"Theia, sweet heart, your parents were on a mission. We found your father's body, it's been destroyed beyond recognition, your mother we cannot find."


Sherlock stared at the TV, the man talking she had met before and the last time they met she was just 14 years old, 5 years ago when she received news about the death of her parents. That concerned her.

She loved her parents to death, both were proud of their country and government for what type of work they did, but even as a child, Theia Dickinson, did not particularly care for the secrets held within government walls. She did not understand why her parents did what they did for their government.

It's another part of why Sherlock was not keen to follow in her parents footsteps, exactly, like government wanted her too. It's why she went through precautions to erase what did happen to her after graduation. It's why she also did push her nickname more.

"Sherlock, the boys from earlier, we got reports that SWAT have followed them, they've pinpointed several around city."

"Do they know about us?" Sherlock asked walking towards a computer.

"It wouldn't seem like it." Sherlock grinned, she had done that on purpose when she first joined the spade, she had set up the abandoned warehouse to not exist on GPS maps. Though it could be visually seen, it really couldn't be completely seen.

"What's the address of the boy, Kevin?" Sherlock asked. As if already knowing she would ask for it, the Spade member handed her a note as she looked over it and gave it back.

"I want you to monitor, Darius. If there are any changes, I want you to phone call me on the phone Spade phone. I'll be back." Sherlock said as she headed out of the warehouse, stopping by her room briefly to pick up her laptop, a leather jacket, and a bike helmet before continuing out to a motorcycle parked on the first level of the hideout. Not wasting any time to head out quickly.

Jay looked outside before bringing his hands up, it was weak but he managed to cause what he wanted to, a force surrounded the swat team casting them in a darken realm of nightmares. Jay looked around the old trailer thinking about what Sherlock would do before reaching for his pocket pulling out a handmade grenade and tossing it into the trailer before jumping into the portal.

"Close it!" Jay shouted watching for the portal to close behind him.

Sherlock pulled up quickly in a different alley looking and seeing the SWAT team following Kevin.

"Alright let's see what tech. You're using..." Sherlock whispered pulling out her computer and typing away on a command screen grinning she pressed enter watching the truck roll to a stop.

"3...2...1..." She moved into the alley way as the truck suddenly exploded. She typed a few more commands on the computer watching as information from the truck terminated including purpose for following, specific data already collected from the three boys, and any tracing back to her computer. She got on her motorcycle driving around the block to cutoff the three boys.

"What's up, boys, long time no see?" She said grinning taking the motorcycle helmet off.

 

Jay looked at Aaron as he accused him of something. He looked towards Julie as they were handed a task.

"Jay come with me...I need some vodka!"

Jay looked towards Aaron before jogging up to him to catch up. He stuck his hands in his pockets when he walked alongside him. Out of the corner of his eye he watched his best friend carefully, questions, far too many actually, left unanswered.



Sherlock shook her head.

"It's not about what I want, it about what they want and what you want. They want to see you locked up somewhere doing who knows what, they've been abducting mutants all across the city. You I know are troubled by the fact that I know you want to find your girl friend his sister. Which this is me without breaking into their systems yet, is highly probable that she was taken by them. As for you, you want to be safe, you want to find your lover, but I know deep down you want to be a hero. I can see it in your eyes, Kevin, deep down you've yearned for this possibility to be something. Now weather you choose to believe me or not, I'm the only one who will be able to teach you how to master your powers. Call me Sherlock Xavier if you want. What you think the Spades are is farther from the truth. The Spades your right is a gang, it's a gang made up of abandoned kids if by their families or society. We live and survive in the easiest method possible. The gang is also good trying to solve the issue of power mutations in the most humane way possible. I don't care about you kids fighting or joining the gang, but I do worry about you just wondering the streets and the Spades are offering you protection and a place to stay." Sherlock said sighing.

"Right now you're walking into a trap, your house just down the block from here is filled with S.W.A.T. team now waiting for you, Jordan, and Will here to come home so they can capture you. I'm merely trying to prevent that." Sherlock stated.

"Further, I actually need either yours or Jordan's help with a small task." Sherlock said.

"Now feel free to hop on." She said as she snapped her fingers and the motorcycle extended to permit room for four people to sit on the motorcycle.

 

Jordan stopped dead in his tracks, upon seeing Sherlock arrive on the scene. He sucked his teeth, rolling his eyes a bit, at the sight of the stranger. "Aw great, her again? Seriously, you "Spads" are persistent." He listened to her speak, and warning the trio about going into the S.W.A.T. infested house that they had planned on going into. Jordan peeked behind her, staring at the house briefly before biting his lip, holding back his frustration. "You know lady, keeping me cooped up in a cell for a couple of days seems to have been all I needed to get my new talents under control, so you guys have already helped in that department. Oh, thanks again for that," Jordan said, the last part sarcastically. He took another glance at the house before sighing. "But you did save use from...God knows what. Plus, I think I saw another one of your guards could use rocks and shit too, so he might help me "master" my ability to use it too." He looked at Kevin and shrugged. "Can't hurt to see what she wants from us."

 

Will nodded, responding to Theia. "I'm in. Don't need to picked up by the CIA anytime soon. Would be better for my health to join you all." He breathed, climbing onto the bike before looking over at the surroundings. He could hear the SWAT vans coming through the streets, the smoke bombs and sirens going off all around them. He knew they wouldn't last long if they decided to stay out here. It was too open and there was no organization to what they were doing, unlike the CIA.

 

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Sherlock smirked to herself as her bike roared through the street.

"Trust me, Kevin, with your powers, a prison would be pointless. If I were to lock you up, consider it coma imposed. But trust me, I'm not into that type of thing. Of course you're actually undercover government officials, then we may have a problem." She said as she passed a SWAT truck but it took no notice of them.

"Relax, as of right now they haven't the slightest clue who we are except normal kids, powerless." Sherlock said to assure them from getting nervous as she roared onto a highway the bike going into overdrive.

She drove down a deadened before jumping over the barricade as she drove down a rather dead looking road.

The giant abandoned factory in the distance.

"As I mentioned, however, I need your help. Darius, the one who did imprison you guys before, since the explosion that granted him powers, his mind has been unstable. With the most brilliant mind on the planet maybe even in the universe, I can't read his mind. I was going to try and climb into his mind, however, that would be riskier. So I need to observe somebody who has a more stable mind to observe what's going on, to understand what his powers have done. Kevin you have the ability to morph into somebody else, you can even steel their most basic powers. Of course the decision is up to you, but I would like you to morph into Darius when we get back and let me observe your mind and see what minor changes your mind takes on, seeing as it can't make an exactly copy as it would put you in danger. Which is also mind you, I wasn't shocked when you morphed into me earlier, had you gotten my mind power, your own brain would of been fried and burned out." Sherlock explained. She looked onto the monitor of her bike when suddenly it lit up, base.

"Excuse me, boys." She looked at the screen as a bag on the bike opened and a headset floated out and placed itself upon her head.

"Hey, you have an update about, Darius?" Sherlock asked.

"Theia! His heart is stopping, he's dying!"

"I feared that, in my room there is a blood thinner. Administer that, however, whatever you do, don't shock him! If you shock him, there may be a chance his mind will become even more unstable than it is. I'm not much farther away." Sherlock ordered.

(OOC: Abyss, go ahead and shock him, consider it a warning received too late, just prepare for an angry Sherlock as well.)

She ended the call and looked back at the boys as she revved the bike and it went faster.

"Correction, I may actually need you to morph into me, Kevin, I'll instruct you more when we are in place." She said as she watched a garage open in the abandoned factory as her bike skid to a stop. She parked the bike before getting off the bike as a few of the Spade members sat around.

"What's the updates?" Sherlock asked as a few members ran up.

"Super humans are being taken all over the city."
"San Fran has just been locked from the outside, visitors aren't permitted in and nobody is allowed out."
"A protection program has apparently been launched by government for those with powers to come to them and they'll protect them from being 'forced' to join gangs."
"People are actually turning themselves over!"
"Any news on the Defiant?"
"Nothing new, somebody said they reported seeing a big wolf leave their base, we're assuming somebody with powers, but we're not exactly sure who it is."
"Alright, I want everybody out on the street back here. I want the tech. people to get on the phone and contact everybody who was at that party and has powers, keep yourself hidden away. Explain the situation and truth, get them to meet you at the old bay pipe drain to be picked up and brought safely here. I can't guarantee with that government campaign many will be willing to come. But do not kidnap them, we're not much better than the government if you go around kidnapping and locking people up. Darius made that mistake, people don't appreciate it, ask those guys." Sherlock said pointing behind her to the three guys.

"As for the big bad wolf, Stick out some meat at this cabin." She handed them an address. "Get away from that cabin soon after."
"Also I want a bunk room prepared for these guys. Make sure you put in a PS4 or something. Jordan likes to blow of steam playing games, Will too."
"Get going."

Sherlock ordered the members as they all ran off to get busy on her orders she turned back around to the three guys.

"Jordan, Will, you two are welcome to explore the factory base here. You're safe now. Government are unable to track down this place thanks to yours truly. To them this is nonexistent, and apparently dangerous of exploding if even a speck of dirt is kicked up."

"Oh and before you asked, government has been thinking that for the last 3 years, yeah I'm that good. Kevin, feel free to morph." She said extending her hand out to him.


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Jay stopped walking as they stood outside of the bar.

"Stop. Tell me this one thing, who am I honestly to you? And while I'm at it, what about Sherlock?"

 

Jordan hopped off of the bike and looked around the place. He turned his attention back to Theia with a smirk. "Damn Sherlock, you know me so well," he said in a joking manner. He placed his hand on the wall nearby, noting the material to not be any sort of material he was used to on buildings. He knocked on it a bit and concluded that it was some sort of metal. He pressed he hand against it once more, heating it up to see if the metal could take it. Seeing that it could, he stopped and nodded at it. "Nice place you got here. Don't mind if I do have a look around." A chance to interact with others like him was exactly what he needed. Not just for the powers, but just to talk to his, now, brothers and sisters. He waved at Will, hoping for him to join him as he walked. "Hey Kevin, I'll catch up to you in a bit, I suppose. And Sherlock, I'll bet you a dollar that the guys out there right now aren't the government that we're used to."



"Sir, we have intelligence of three mutates hiding out in a house on Charles St. While their identities are unknown, we believe that their powers aren't anything more than a fluctuating change in skin tone, an ability to produce spikes from their back and forearms, and the third is unknown. The director says they are of no actual use to us. Quietly is the preferred method, but the job gets done, one way or another."

The message was received. Zero could handle it, hell if it's to be done quietly, Zero is preferred. But no...oh-ho no. Abdima had just arrived in the city, along with his troops. He hadn't killed anything since being activated. He had to make a good impression.

He stepped out of the back of the D.E.W.T. truck and looked around. His nose was irritated by the smell of this new location.

It reeked of fear.

Several more D.E.W.T. trucks began to arrive behind his, one of them marked with a skull and crossbones. He tapped on that truck and yelled out, "You guys are to stay at the location marked on the GPS until further orders are given. You are my high priority team." The truck, having understood, drove off, accompanied with three other trucks. Abdima now looked at the other trucks and sneered. "You all know what to do. Unless they seem useful, in which case you radio me IMMEDIATELY, you shoot on sight. If they seem more dangerous than others, you radio me IMMEDIATELY. You don't, and you die. Simple as that." The trucks began driving away, and what had initially seemed like a couple, turned out to be well over a hundred, as they began to pour into the city.

Abdima watched them roll off before jumping on his glider and head toward his reported targets.

Luckily, Charles St. wasn't far, so he was there in minutes. He checked the PDA on his wrist, his glider slowly turning in the direction of the pings on his radar. His targets were now in the building in front of him. Although he couldn't see them, he knew they were there. The signatures that their kind gave off was undeniably that of a mutate. He smelled the air, confirming his suspicions. He gave a crackling laugh before his glider opened up small turrets in the front. They began to fire what seemed like an unlimited supply of bullets into the building, breaking the windows and breaks to get to the mutates.

After about 15 seconds, he stopped firing. He checked his PDA and, with great pleasure, watched as two lights went out. The third seemed to be still, life still in that one. He smiled as his wrist produced a small circular device, which he threw into the building.

He flew off, tapping his ear, "Targets eliminated."

A loud explosion followed, erupting from the building.