Alright, I still need the following character's resubmissions:
Adrien Weston, created by; Raimaru
Mathew Ryder, created by; Kairi Avalon
Please resubmit these characters soon so I know if they will be remaining in the story of not.
Also I will take ocs for any group for future reference, along with a few more xmen, otherwise I don't need anymore.
Cast List:
Medusa:
Pandora (Alpha), created by TheWritingGirl23 (Leader)
Blade Semi (Bravo), created by; San child of the wolves
Azriel (Charlie), created by; San child of the wolves
Devon Sulivan (Delta), created by EsaEnai
Enzo DeLuca (Echo), created by; Myself
Beau (Foxtrot), created by; EsaEnai
Evelyn (Gamma) created by; myself
Alphas:
Dante Mizah (leader), created by; darkmaster429
Danny Comeau, created by; TheMomeRathsOutgrabe
Matthew Ryder, created by; Kairi Avalon
Anne Murrow, created by; TheWrittingGirl23
(Full!)
Sewer Rats:
Alex Harrison (leader), created by; TheMomeRathsOutgrabe
Grace Evans, created by; StarGazer
Raiden Lucas, created by; Rex123
Callie Lyna Rame, created by; Death For One
Violet Hale, created by; Huntress
Amy Emers, created by; Rook3pwn
Adrien Weston, created by; Raimaru
(Full!)
X Men:
Tarquinn, created by;Myself
Stella Holmes, created by; FresianFire
Bounty Hunter:
Mason Berret, created by: Munamana
Lone Wolf:
Zachary, created by, Rook2pwn
(full!)
Bandits:
Billy Connners, created by; Munamana
Mick Harrison, created by; EsaEnai
Axel, created by; myself
Jannie Alcott (leader) created by; darkmaster429
Astrid Oconner, created by; Choco23Symphony
Jacob Indie, created by; darkmaster
Maya Indie, created by; darkmaster
(Full!)
Captured:
Nicholas Arthur (bandits), created by; Rook2pwn
Jalen Bartik (Alphas), created by; BeatTheFox
Satanya Rostov (Alphas), created by;FresianFire
Henri Valon (Bandits), created by; Munamana
(May take one or two more, but they have to be very well developed, detailed characters that add to the plot line!)
Prologue
The silhouetted figure in the doorway rushed into the windowless room. He closed the door and quickly made his way in the dark across the black vinyl floor to the brass table lamp on his left. He switched on the light, the low-wattage bulb creating shadows throughout the confined, paneled study. The room was small and confining but not without ornamentation. The objects d'art, however, were neither from antiquity nor from the progressive stages of historical artistry. Instead they represented the most contemporary equimment of high technology.
The right wall glistened with the reflection of stainless steel, and the quiet whir of a dust-inhibiting, dust-removing air-conditioning unit ensured pristine cleanliness. The owner and sole occupant of this room crossed to a chair in front of a computer-driven word processor and sat down. He turned on a switch; the screen came alive and he typed in a code. Instantly , the bright green letters responded.
Ultra Maximum Secure
No Existing Intercepts
Proceed
The figure hunched over the keyboard, his anxiety at fever pitch, and proceeded to enter his data.
I start this brief letter now, for the events that follow I believe will alter the course of a nation. A woman has come from seemingly nowhere, like an artless messiah. She came to me the other night with a note, which I dare not open until she left. How she was able to get into my office, at the time both baffled and frightened me. The mutant gene is what she called it. At first, I thought her as insane, perhaps an asylum escapee, but with the way she moved so effortlessly past the security...
I do not know what she looks like, for she looks like no one and everyone. At will, she can take the shape of anyone she pleases. She is everyone and no one. She showed me what she could do that night, after I refused to believe what she was saying. She looked into the eyes of my secretary, and... and she devoured her soul. Like a devil out of hell she devoured her soul! Then, the most astonishing thing happened, the woman's current identity melted away and her skin took on the skin of my now deceased secretary.
I couldn't believe it, I didn't want to believe it! But it happened right before my eyes!
She.. it had threatened me! Telling me that if I tried to help pass any of the new laws against mutants, she would steal my soul! Then she left, dropping a note on the desk, telling me to read it very carefully and to make my choice.
I have made my choice.
These things... these monsters are very real and very dangerous! And they cannot be allowed to freely roam the streets! We must take action before they... who knows what they would do, what they cou...
"Tsk, tsk, tsk"
The man's typing stopped abruptly and his head snapped to the left, where he spotted the ghost of his dead secretary.
"Looks like you've made the wrong choice" The woman said, pouting her ruby red lips and shaking her head.
"You know what that means" Her pout slowly grew into a sideways smile, her eyes narrowed behind dark sunglasses.
"What ever you do to me will only prove..." The man started to retort but his words were caught in his throat when he looked up, and his eyes fell upon hers. Unearthly purple eyes bore into the man's widened grey eyes, and the world seemed to stand still in this moment. Soon the man's eyes went blank, his heart ceased to beat and his head lolled back, limp.
When the deed was done the woman, now in the disguise of the vise-president's adviser stooped over the keyboard. The soft sickly green light illuminated his face as he finished the advisers last sentence.
...
You will be punished for ignoring my warning
Pandora signing off.
Pandora locked the door behind her as she left the room, still wearing the skin of the adviser.
No it's only a matter of time...
She thought as she went through the tireless security procedures before leaving the building.
The actions Pandora had taken that night had set in action a war. It started with acklowledgement of the mutant race, then identification which led to capturing and even killing, then ultimatly, war. It has been ten years, ten years since this faceless messiah had taken the soul and identity of the Vice President's assistant. Pandora warned the governemt of what would happen if they should take action againt mutants, they made their choice and ultimatly made Pandora's. She has been waiting in the shadows, watching the government, observing their every move and now that their strength has weakened because of the war, it's time now for her to take action.
Should you choose to read on, you shall expirience this war through the lives of many, you will witness the death of many and the triumth of few as they fight for survival, for equality and freedom. This story is not one for the weak of heart, and it is no fairy tale, there are no heros saving damsels in distress and no magic fairy dust, this is real and it's not pretty. If your looking for romance and happy endings, then keep looking because when it comes to war, there are no such things.
So, go on, toss this story aside and keep on walking, but within these tattered binds holds the truth behind it all. If you choose to keep reading, be warned, once you know of the truth you will become a target for those seeking to keep it hidden, so read well and read fast for they shall surely come looking for you.
You have been warned.