Idea
So, hands for who's watched the 300 movie? Not that trashy and disgusting sequal, but the original trashy, gore filled movie.
The idea I got was for a a Taylor that could make projections of the 300, each one Brute 3 Mover 2. (To account for the frankly stupid super human leaps during the movie) Imagine that, 300 Parahuman Spartans. I might just have squeed a little.
Taylor herself is Breaker 5 effectual, her breaker state giver her the following ratings.
Brute 3 (Same as her Spartans, immune to small arms fire and peak human)
Mover 2 (accounts for peak human abilities plus cinematic leaps of faith)
Thinker 4 (Swiftly analyses tactual situations and the best ways to use her projections, not even close to Tattletales level, and very focused, but still strong)
She can still use her Master ability while not in her Breaker state, but since it gives her a Thinker rating as well as makes her less squishy, she almost never does.
Master 9 (Summons the 300 as fully independent mastered projections, not quite free will, sentient, level, more a bunch of super advanced A.I.)
Also, I decided to go with the name Sparta as both hero and the name of the chapter because its short, descriptive, and to the point, and I still hate it. But it was either that, Leonidas which is a dudes name, or Spartan which is a singular for Taylors soldiers. So I ended picking that instead.
Sparta
Amy Dallon sighed as the Undersiders began robbing the bank, she wasn't really a combat oriented hero, the rest of her family always having kept her back from he conflict so that the 'worlds foremost healer' wouldn't come to any harm. Amy snorted to herself. More like so New Wave wouldn't take any flack if she got hurt. She started as a hand was placed on her shoulder, she turned and saw a slim brunette shake her head and whisper,
"Don't do anything rash Panacea, just sit and watch, help is arriving outside."
And true to her word, just then, outside the bank, rang the sound of metal on metal, multiplied a hundred times.
Ka-Shang! Ka-Shang!
And then a voice, deep, accented,
"We are the 300 of the lady Sparta! Undersiders! You have one chance to surrender! Calmly walk outside and then leave the area, this is a one time offer for you to flee with no immediate repercussions from this action! Refuse and we will storm the bank and deal with you personally!"
Amy looked at the Brunette in shock, Sparta was a new independent hero who had been making big waves recently by being perfectly willing to deal permanent damage to her opponents. But this was the first time she had heard of any 300.
The brunette just gave Amy a cheery wink as she sidled backwards, and towards a back hallway and the Undersiders began panicking.
Scene Break
Lisa was trying to figure out a way, any way really to get out of this situation and Brian, or rather Grue gave her a look that conveyed exasperation, and a hint of the beginning of loathing, but was remarkably restrained as he waited for her to finish thinking. Regent on the other hand, had no issues hissing at her.
"What. The. Hell. You swore that this would be an easy job Tats! Look at this crap!"
He gestured harshly towards the glass doors, where dozens, if not hundreds of men dressed as Spartans, complete with Bronze breast plates, leather sandals, bronze helmets with horse hair plumes, and long spears and shields stood shoulder to shoulder.
"I did not agree to a punch out with a crap ton of guys, and maybe a chick who apparently has a couple hundred goons too!"
The Undersiders jumped as a voice casually coughed, they turned to see a 7ft tall woman blond woman standing casually between them and the hostages. She was dressed in a white toga, and silver colored Brest plate with arm and leg guards the same color, on one arm was strapped a shield, and in that hand she loosely held a helmet of the same metal with a white plume emerging from the top. In the other hand she held a long wooden spear, its head also of that same, strange silver metal. The blond woman just smiled warmly at the Undersiders.
"Hello Undersiders, I am the lady Sparta, and it is an absolute pleasure to meet you all, and while I myself wouldn't mind holding a longer conversation, I think my Spartans are becoming a might bit impatient."
From outside three sharp raps of spear on shield sounded.
Ka-Shang! Ka-Shang! Ka-Shang!
And then that same voice spoke again.
"300! Pledge you allegiance to Lady Sparta!"
Ka-Shang! Ka-Shang! Ka-Shang!
Silence in the bank fell utterly as the Undersiders stared at the woman dumbfounded. Sparta just raised one eyebrow, the statuesque woman was about to speak when suddenly, Bitch, in her cheap rubber mask growled and stalked a few steps closer to Sparta.
"And whats stopping us from ripping you, and the rest of your men to pieces?"
One of Sparta's eyes rose and Tattletale rubbed her forehead in a fit of furious frustration.
Sparta just gave a sigh of amusement before she raised her voice to call out to her warriors outside.
"Spartans! What is Your Profession!?"
And from the outside, a wall of sound, of metal on metal, and the shouts of hundreds of voices in unison.
"Huahh! Huahh! Huahh!"
Sparta turned back to Bitch with an inquisitively raised eyebrow.
"Now, Bitch, what is your profession?"
End
I wanted to do a scene with the Wards and Sparta, but frankly that ending was to perfect to pass up. Anywho's, the next chapter is an obligatory healer shard, Asclepius, named after a Grecian demigod who could even return the dead to life.
Yep. Im going there.
