Alex took the ice pack and rag from June, "Thank you." He said with a smile. Alex then turned, "I'm going to get cleaned up and probably go and sit in a dark room, my eyes hurt pretty badly. Thank you for helping me out though." Alex said, even now he was having trouble keeping them opened. Alex walked into the house and found the bathroom, the teen cleaned himself off, all the blood and dirt. He threw his shirt out and looked at the flame tattoo on his chest, "That's odd, I don't feel different but there seems to be positive energy coming from it." Alex said as he had only activated one of his eyes to look into it, he then looked into the mirror at his eyes, "Different pattern huh, they must give me those other abilities." Alex said as he deactivates them and wrapped himself up in bandages, even around his forehead.
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A man awoke to find himself strapped to a chair in what seemed like a lab. "Wh-where am I?!" The man asked before seeing a few surgeons with masks on, surrounding him. The man was afraid and tried to use his powers to get off the chair, but there was something that was limiting his powers. "I thought he was under amnesia." One of the surgeons stated before looking to the window. Watching through the window were a few scientists watching and taking note of everything that happened.
One of the surgeons took off their mask causing the man to gasp. "It's alright. You are doing this for the good of mankind." The surgeon stated. That surgeon was none other than Arthur Miller. The man started to shake in his chair and was shouting as loud as he could. All of the equipment in the lab were shaking. The other surgeons backed up but Akex just stood still. "Flip it." Arthur told one of the surgeons. The man in the chair heard this and realized what was going to happen. "Please don't! Please I beg of YOU!" The man yelled before he was electrocuted with 4000 volts of electricity per second!
"How is he doing?" Arthur asked one of the surgeons who were looking at a few graphs detailing different details about the man's power as he was being electrocuted. "He seems to be doing fine." The surgeon replied through the screaming. The bars on the graph started going higher and higher the longer it went on. Eventually it started to blink red. "Sir, I think it's..." The surgeon was interrupted by Arthur. "I know." Arthur said once he stopped hearing the man's scream. "End it." Arthur told the surgeon to turn off the electricity. Once the electricity stopped, Arthur looked at the man in the chair. The man's mouth was gaping open with drool coming out. The man's eyes were just staring blankly. He looked mentally and physically destroyed.
"I will be seeing you again tomorrow for your next session." Arthur told the man before starting to walk out. "Do we just leave him?" One of the surgeons asked. "Well we don't give the other metas any special treatment, so why him." Arthur told the surgeon before walking out.
One of the surgeons took off their mask causing the man to gasp. "It's alright. You are doing this for the good of mankind." The surgeon stated. That surgeon was none other than Arthur Miller. The man started to shake in his chair and was shouting as loud as he could. All of the equipment in the lab were shaking. The other surgeons backed up but Akex just stood still. "Flip it." Arthur told one of the surgeons. The man in the chair heard this and realized what was going to happen. "Please don't! Please I beg of YOU!" The man yelled before he was electrocuted with 4000 volts of electricity per second!
"How is he doing?" Arthur asked one of the surgeons who were looking at a few graphs detailing different details about the man's power as he was being electrocuted. "He seems to be doing fine." The surgeon replied through the screaming. The bars on the graph started going higher and higher the longer it went on. Eventually it started to blink red. "Sir, I think it's..." The surgeon was interrupted by Arthur. "I know." Arthur said once he stopped hearing the man's scream. "End it." Arthur told the surgeon to turn off the electricity. Once the electricity stopped, Arthur looked at the man in the chair. The man's mouth was gaping open with drool coming out. The man's eyes were just staring blankly. He looked mentally and physically destroyed.
"I will be seeing you again tomorrow for your next session." Arthur told the man before starting to walk out. "Do we just leave him?" One of the surgeons asked. "Well we don't give the other metas any special treatment, so why him." Arthur told the surgeon before walking out.
James O'Neil shook his head at the representatives. "I have to disagree with your proposal. I will not allow the PMA to be disbanded for your supposed 'effect'. It is ludicrous and insane. Not all meta humans are a danger to humans. The Outcasts are very dangerous, yes, but because they have to run from us." The court wasn't having it.
Like always, James lost by popular vote.
Like always, James lost by popular vote.
"So, where can I sleep?" Gage asked as he followed June as she walked off. "Head down to the garage and talk to Quickdraw, the man in the cowboy hat. He'll find you a spot," June said wandering off to go take a shower. While she seemed a bit bored and calm on the outside, internally she was having a breakdown. There was some kind of strange dark power, and the second Ryker left, things went nuts. And she couldn't trace him, like she normally could. So,ethnic was up.
Gage entered downstairs, where he saw Quickdraw working on the cameras, and the mainframes, which were from the old base. "I was told, you could hook me up with somewhere to sleep," he asked meekly, as the man looked a bit serious.
"Yeah, sure, just sleep in my room, up the steps and down the hall. It's the third door on the right. Keep the closet closed, cause that's where I keep some of my weapons. I normally just sleep down here anyways." Quickdraw said as he connected some wires, with his arms deep into a jumble of wiring and computer chips. As Gage turned to walked out the door, Quickdraw shouted, "Actually kid, mind giving me a hand. I'm a bit stuck and I can't grab my tools." Gage nodded and walked over to help.
Within about 10 minutes the video was complete and clear. He turned on his com, and radioed the other original members. "Hey, I got the video feed set up from the Base attack. Come down to the garage to see it."
Gage entered downstairs, where he saw Quickdraw working on the cameras, and the mainframes, which were from the old base. "I was told, you could hook me up with somewhere to sleep," he asked meekly, as the man looked a bit serious.
"Yeah, sure, just sleep in my room, up the steps and down the hall. It's the third door on the right. Keep the closet closed, cause that's where I keep some of my weapons. I normally just sleep down here anyways." Quickdraw said as he connected some wires, with his arms deep into a jumble of wiring and computer chips. As Gage turned to walked out the door, Quickdraw shouted, "Actually kid, mind giving me a hand. I'm a bit stuck and I can't grab my tools." Gage nodded and walked over to help.
Within about 10 minutes the video was complete and clear. He turned on his com, and radioed the other original members. "Hey, I got the video feed set up from the Base attack. Come down to the garage to see it."
Rin got up and stretched, accessing his earpiece. "Copy that," He told Quickdraw as he put on a white tank top and cargo pants. He headed downstairs to the garage and nodded to Quickdraw. He then looked at Gage. "Another recruit? Name's Rin Shiro. It's a pleasure."
"Gage Overload, Dragon Knight and same here," Gage said flashing a thumbs up. Then Quickdraw ushered Rin over to the screen of his computer playing the footage. "Okay so whatever attacked was pretty fast, and hard to keep track of, so I had to slow it down to frame by frame and clean up the image, and I got this guy. Ring a bell, Rin?" He said, after clicking the mouse a few times. The image was of Jack, in mid-attack, causing chaos. "Apparently someone pissing this guy off, opened a can of worms. What did you learn from your fight with this one? Any weaknesses?"
Alex dropped from the top floor in a night gown. "What is it now QuickDraw? If you have anything to show us make it quick." She said .
"Shit has gone off the deep end Alex. Seriously why do you people even sleep this much. I'm running on about 3 hours tops, and I'm fine. Besides, the guy Rin fought wa the guy who attacked our base. And he's gotten stronger in between," Quickdraw said, spinning in his chair to face Alex.
Rin frowned and paused the video. "Let me check something. He's gotten much stronger, I'll give him that. But, there has to be a source." He focused his aura and saw a deep purplish energy emanating from Jack. "Got it. It has a purple hue, and whoever gave it to him, he's much stronger than all of us put together."
"That's not a good sign. And to add to it all, the PMA will probably be nonexistent by morning. They put it to a vote today, and Metas have practically no support in Washington," Quickdraw said, stroking his chin. "Soon they'll be bounding us in chains, while we are the only ones who can stop this thing thats giving Jack a power boost." He stood up and began to pace, before Gage spoke something.
"That guy, who could clone himself, said something about how he was assigned to kill me or simething. Maybe he works for the same guy. And the only person who would specifically target me, to die, would be someone trying to sever the connection between Dragon World and this one. So this guy understands inter dimensional travel. Anyways, this proves that he is trying to gather followers and isolate this universe from any parallel, that we could receive help from."
"That guy, who could clone himself, said something about how he was assigned to kill me or simething. Maybe he works for the same guy. And the only person who would specifically target me, to die, would be someone trying to sever the connection between Dragon World and this one. So this guy understands inter dimensional travel. Anyways, this proves that he is trying to gather followers and isolate this universe from any parallel, that we could receive help from."
"So we get help from another dimension?" Cybele butted in the conversation dangling from a string of Spider's Web "Genius... But how exactly are we gonna do that? I mean yes even we did find someone who can mysteriously open a portal to another dimension but how do we know if it's safe? More importantly how are we gonna get help from an unknown dimension which may or may not mistake us for Interdimensional
Intruders!" Alyssa could go on and on but just decided to keep her mouth shut for a while "I'm sorry, I'm gonna go get some Booze..." Alyssa Apologized whilst walking away into the Lush Foliage of the jungle
Intruders!" Alyssa could go on and on but just decided to keep her mouth shut for a while "I'm sorry, I'm gonna go get some Booze..." Alyssa Apologized whilst walking away into the Lush Foliage of the jungle
Arthur didn't bother showing up to the conference as he had already gotten enough votes to disband the PMA. He was also the head of the Department of Supernatural Powers. Arthur was specifically picked for the job as he had a vast about of information about the meta humans. He had been researching them since the age of 30. As he sat down at his desk, the phone started to ring. He picked it up.
"How did it go?" Arthur asked even though he already knew the answer. "Everything went as planned. The PMA will be disbanded." Arthur was told. "What about Mr. O'Neil?" Arthur asked. Arthur had always wondered what James' fascination with the metas were. Was James hiding something? Was he meta too? No, if James was a meta, Arthur would've killed by now. Either way, James had been a thorn in his side for many years now. "He's probably coming up with a new proposal to help his precious metas." Arthur was told. "Then I want you to do something for me. Get the boy." Arthur ordered before hanging up the phone. He had always been thinking about how to get rid of James and now he finally decided to get started.
"So we have to fight people from other dimensions now?! That's just crazy!" Dillon exclaimed with a cheese stick in one of his hands. "By the way, I'm Dillon." He told Gage.
"How did it go?" Arthur asked even though he already knew the answer. "Everything went as planned. The PMA will be disbanded." Arthur was told. "What about Mr. O'Neil?" Arthur asked. Arthur had always wondered what James' fascination with the metas were. Was James hiding something? Was he meta too? No, if James was a meta, Arthur would've killed by now. Either way, James had been a thorn in his side for many years now. "He's probably coming up with a new proposal to help his precious metas." Arthur was told. "Then I want you to do something for me. Get the boy." Arthur ordered before hanging up the phone. He had always been thinking about how to get rid of James and now he finally decided to get started.
"So we have to fight people from other dimensions now?! That's just crazy!" Dillon exclaimed with a cheese stick in one of his hands. "By the way, I'm Dillon." He told Gage.
Rin stroked his chin. "That's not a bad idea," He told Gage. "We just need to convince them with this video, and that might be enough to get them on our side."
Joel Hunter peeked into the garage. "I saw that fight between that guy-" He pointed at Rin. "- and that guy." He pointed to Jack, who was on the screen. "Sorry I didn't speak up earlier; I'm Joel Hunter."
Joel Hunter peeked into the garage. "I saw that fight between that guy-" He pointed at Rin. "- and that guy." He pointed to Jack, who was on the screen. "Sorry I didn't speak up earlier; I'm Joel Hunter."
"Sup, I saw your fight, pretty sweet," Gage said shaking his hand. "Gage Overload."
"Well that's where the complications come in. Dimensional travel is next to impossible, mainly because most universes aren't connected to one another. We are connected to only a few dimensions, and the ones we are conected to, aren't very friendly. Not to mention, we need a way to travel between dimensions, a center of connections which is impossible to track. The only connection we have that we can access is Gage to Dragon World." Quickdraw explained.
"That's a no go. There are a good amount of dragons who don't support me being part of their civilization, and I'll lose more support if i come askin for help. They rely heavily on pride, and they'll toast us immendaitly to protect their image," Gage said shaking his head.
"Well that's where the complications come in. Dimensional travel is next to impossible, mainly because most universes aren't connected to one another. We are connected to only a few dimensions, and the ones we are conected to, aren't very friendly. Not to mention, we need a way to travel between dimensions, a center of connections which is impossible to track. The only connection we have that we can access is Gage to Dragon World." Quickdraw explained.
"That's a no go. There are a good amount of dragons who don't support me being part of their civilization, and I'll lose more support if i come askin for help. They rely heavily on pride, and they'll toast us immendaitly to protect their image," Gage said shaking his head.
Rin smirked. "And where the complications of interdimensional travel come in, Joshua Moreland blasts them away with a pistol. Is he still here?"
"But if we cause any interdimensional chaos, we're opening the door, to thinng's that can kill us easier. What we should focus on is having this guy, reveal himself, so he can be blipped on other dimensions. It should ruin his plan." Quickdraw said scratching his chin. "Inter dimensional travel, at this point isn;t the best idea. And if we leave millions of metas are in danger. We have to protect them."
James stamped out the remainder of his cigarette, and continued on his way home. Yet again, he'd failed. He always failed, but now, the organization that he'd built, the PRO META ASSOCIATION, was crumbling. Damn it all. All of his years work, all for nothing... maybe not...
James had a new idea. He needed a new representative. An actual meta. More than him. One of the Outcasts. He needed to meet them. He needed to convince them to play the good guys for a while, and not what their name implies. They've done many things, some of which makes James a little disgusted as to why he supports them, but nonetheless, he would still help them.
Having made up his mind, James plans now, to get one of the Outcasts, someone strong enough to escape if things go down hill, he needs an Outcast to propose one of James' ideas, and to apologize to the Government. James was running it all through his head.
It all depended on that one meta he needed.
"Come on, we're getting out of here. Now." Dirk woke the sleeping Taylor, whom had been resting on his cot. "It's not safe here anymore. I can't take care of you anymore. I'm going to drop you off with a group of special individuals. Don't ask me questions. Just do as I ask." He seemed as chill as ever, but there was a hint of fear and urgency in his voice.
Something had scared one of the most powerful metas in the world.
"You guys keep talking about this Jack guy, but I have never met him." Dave said from the doorway of the garage. "I mean, you all make him sound so terribly strong, but I doubt the guy can recover from a severed head." He grins cockily, twiddling his katana in his hands.
Jack sat in the dark cave, alone in the tundras of Canada. He did NOT expect himself to be here. What had gotten into him? A part of him wanted to go scale another city... but another part told him it was wrong. He was a danger to everyone. Who was this idiotic voice in his head? Jack Noir cannot be both himself and Spades Slick, yet it seems he is now unstable enough, to have two personalities. Jack Noir, his 'normal' self, and Spades Slick, the 'good guy'. Well, fuck him. But, finally, the weight of everything Jack's done, smacks him, hard. He whimpers and curls up in a ball. Alone.
James had a new idea. He needed a new representative. An actual meta. More than him. One of the Outcasts. He needed to meet them. He needed to convince them to play the good guys for a while, and not what their name implies. They've done many things, some of which makes James a little disgusted as to why he supports them, but nonetheless, he would still help them.
Having made up his mind, James plans now, to get one of the Outcasts, someone strong enough to escape if things go down hill, he needs an Outcast to propose one of James' ideas, and to apologize to the Government. James was running it all through his head.
It all depended on that one meta he needed.
"Come on, we're getting out of here. Now." Dirk woke the sleeping Taylor, whom had been resting on his cot. "It's not safe here anymore. I can't take care of you anymore. I'm going to drop you off with a group of special individuals. Don't ask me questions. Just do as I ask." He seemed as chill as ever, but there was a hint of fear and urgency in his voice.
Something had scared one of the most powerful metas in the world.
"You guys keep talking about this Jack guy, but I have never met him." Dave said from the doorway of the garage. "I mean, you all make him sound so terribly strong, but I doubt the guy can recover from a severed head." He grins cockily, twiddling his katana in his hands.
Jack sat in the dark cave, alone in the tundras of Canada. He did NOT expect himself to be here. What had gotten into him? A part of him wanted to go scale another city... but another part told him it was wrong. He was a danger to everyone. Who was this idiotic voice in his head? Jack Noir cannot be both himself and Spades Slick, yet it seems he is now unstable enough, to have two personalities. Jack Noir, his 'normal' self, and Spades Slick, the 'good guy'. Well, fuck him. But, finally, the weight of everything Jack's done, smacks him, hard. He whimpers and curls up in a ball. Alone.
"I wouldn't doubt it, Dave. There is some kind of dark aura surrounding this guy. And apparently this guy is only a puppet. Someone much stronger is pulling the strings." Quickdraw said standing up. "So. Now what? We're not in the best position. Any news about the PMA. What was the name of it's supporter. James something or other. Can we get ahold of him and talk to him. We need some friends in Washington."
After a few long, boring hours of paperwork, Arthur was ready to relax when someone came knocking at his door. Arthur smiled when he saw his visitor. "It's been awhile Zane." Arthur said as he stood up to greet him.
"Yes it has." Zane responded as they shook hands. "Sorry for cutting straight to the point, but why'd you call me. I'm kind of running on a busy schedule." Zane told Arthur. "You were always like that." Arthur said with a smile. Then he went back to being serious. "You're right, I do need you for something. Here, let me show you around while we talk.
"You know what we do here, right?" Arthur asked as they walked through the laboratory. Zane looked around and could see through the different rooms of experiments and tests being performed on different metas. He clenched fists as he saw this but couldn't show these emotions to Arthur. "Yes I know." Zane responded. Zane swore that one day he would put Arthur in one of those experimentation chambers, but he couldn't do that now.
"Yes it has." Zane responded as they shook hands. "Sorry for cutting straight to the point, but why'd you call me. I'm kind of running on a busy schedule." Zane told Arthur. "You were always like that." Arthur said with a smile. Then he went back to being serious. "You're right, I do need you for something. Here, let me show you around while we talk.
"You know what we do here, right?" Arthur asked as they walked through the laboratory. Zane looked around and could see through the different rooms of experiments and tests being performed on different metas. He clenched fists as he saw this but couldn't show these emotions to Arthur. "Yes I know." Zane responded. Zane swore that one day he would put Arthur in one of those experimentation chambers, but he couldn't do that now.
Rin stood up. "Send me," He offered. "Admit it, I'm the most diplomatic guy here. Also, I've seen Jack, what he can do. We can use this video as leverage."
"Alright. Well, I'll see you guys then." Dave said as he walked off.
James sat on his chair and flipped on the news. Same old shit. Global warming. 15 scaled cities for no apparent reason. Large tremors. Lots of shit, and none of it was of any use to James. First order of business was tracking down the Outcasts. How? He was unsure. He'd need to find a meta who could track other metas, and that seemed purely impossible. The only other true meta he'd ever encountered in his life was the man with the triangle shades 7 years ago when the man proposed an offer for James to join their resistance. It fell 2 years later. Many bodies were never recovered. James turned off the TV and leaned back on the couch.
James sat on his chair and flipped on the news. Same old shit. Global warming. 15 scaled cities for no apparent reason. Large tremors. Lots of shit, and none of it was of any use to James. First order of business was tracking down the Outcasts. How? He was unsure. He'd need to find a meta who could track other metas, and that seemed purely impossible. The only other true meta he'd ever encountered in his life was the man with the triangle shades 7 years ago when the man proposed an offer for James to join their resistance. It fell 2 years later. Many bodies were never recovered. James turned off the TV and leaned back on the couch.
"What are the rest of us going to do?" Dillon asked. Truthfully, Dillon wanted to go as well but they probably wouldn't let him. "I really don't want to sit here and do nothing. Can I please go?!" Dillon asked. "I promise I won't do anything crazy." Dillon told QuickDraw.
"So you want me to get rid of this guy?" Zane asked Arthur. They had been speaking for a minutes and Arthur had told Zane his request. "You are a mercenary, right? You do it and I'll have five hundred thousand sent to your bank account." Arthur told Zane. Anything with a decent reward was good enough for Zane. "Where is he?" Zane asked. "Washington. Don't worry, as far as they're concerned, you're an ally of he country." Arthur told Zane. "Good. So dead or alive?" Zane asked. Arthur smirked. "Whatever you can manage."
"So you want me to get rid of this guy?" Zane asked Arthur. They had been speaking for a minutes and Arthur had told Zane his request. "You are a mercenary, right? You do it and I'll have five hundred thousand sent to your bank account." Arthur told Zane. Anything with a decent reward was good enough for Zane. "Where is he?" Zane asked. "Washington. Don't worry, as far as they're concerned, you're an ally of he country." Arthur told Zane. "Good. So dead or alive?" Zane asked. Arthur smirked. "Whatever you can manage."
"Fine, but that's it. No one else. We don't want to make it look like a raid, but as a friendly meeting. Too many people could give off the wrong vibe. Load up in that grey car over there. I'll drive, and we'll leave in 15 minutes. And trust me, that is no ordinary car." Quickdraw said, grabbing some stuff from the nearby work bench and shoving them in a bag.
"Thanks!" Dillon exclaimed. He had no belongings but maybe he could get some stuff in the city, like new clothes. Dillon walked to the grey car and sat in one of the back seats as he waited for the others. Hopefully he could get some rest during the drive.
Alex, all bandaged up, walked in while they were talking about fighting people from other dimensions, "Wait, hold the phone... We're going to have to fight people from other dimensions?!" Alex exclaimed, he was thinking of the horrifying thought of having to face Matt in combat, his eyes were far greater than Alex's probably anyone's at that. Alex then listened to them going to the city "So, it looks like you are all going, I'll have to pass. Dillon, pick something up for me alright." Alex said as they left the room. Alex sighed, "Life is gonna be boring for a little while as I recover."
"Sure man. I'll make sure to pick up some stuff if I get the chance." Dillon told Alex. "I'm sure someone around here will keep you updated. Make sure to rest up because we might have to fight sooner than later." Dillon said as he laid back in his seat.
"Thanks, I'm sure they will." Alex paused for a moment, "Yeah, I know. Well... See you later." Alex said as he scratched at the bandage around his head, and with that Alex left the room and picked up someone's sandwich from the fridge and brought it to his room, he ate it in a few seconds. As Alex entered his room he shut and locked the door, he then sat at the ground in a meditation position. Alex wanted to try and contact Matt to ask him questions, but he just couldn't. After a few minutes, "Damnit!" Alex said as he got up and jumped into his bed, "I just cannot reach him." Alex said as he looked up at the ceiling, "I have to warn him..."
Alex looked at QuickDraw. "Ok but I feel things go bad there won't be anyone to help you guys." She said as her normal limbed puppet brought a glass of milk to her which she started drinking.
Rin nodded. "Got it. Let's head out." He put on a hooded military trench coat and nodded to Quickdraw and Dillon. "Now remember, we won't be there to fight like always. We're gonna have to be diplomatic, no matter how enraging and dense the humans might be."
"It's fine," Quickdraw said, going behind a large screen he kept for changing. Soon he was changed into a more more formal look, with grey slacks, a white shirt, black tie, and grey jacket. However, he still had his cowboy hat on, along with his revolvers, and a dark grey satchel. "Okay, let's roll. And Alex, just keep things from going off the deep end. Things should be pretty boring, but we'll let you know just in case." He said getting into the driver's seat and turning over the engine.
Draco then appear on a tree before he jumped down from the top landing on his back "dang it" he thought ro himself.
After several hours on his laptop, James had been fruitless. The Outcasts seemed to be everywhere, and nowhere. The public's biggest fear is that these Outcasts will form the second resistance, and this one would be more powerful than the last. Closing his laptop, he massaged his temple with a sigh. He looked out the window of his apartment. It was dark now. Seems the daylight has gone to give life to another time zone.
Zane and Arthur were flown by helicopter to Washington D.C. "It looks nice at night." Zane spoke as they were beginning to land. "It does and it's what I'm trying to protect. Those out of control metas shouldn't be allowed to wander around this country freely." Arthur told Zane.
Once they landed, Zane hopped off the helicopter followed by Arthur. There were a group of body guards as well as officials waiting for them. "It's good to see you again Mr. Miller." one of the officials said before looking at Zane. "Don't worry, he's here with me on official business." Arthur told them as they headed for the black SUVs. Some of the security were worried about the sword but Arthur told them not to worry about.
Once they were driving away, they started to talk. "The president would like to speak with you about the decision on PMA." One of the officials told Arthur. "What for?" Arthur asked casually. "The president is actually quite pleased about this and would like to discuss future plans about the metas... Especially after the latest event." The official told Arthur. Zane knew what he was talking about. They had already found Jack's latest destruction. Apparently Arthur hadn't heard yet. After they arrived at the White House, they had to go through a security check. The security was a bit hesitant at first but were convinced otherwise by Arthur.
Once inside, they headed to the oval office. They had to wait a few more minutes until the president arrived. Eventually, the president arrived. "Greeting Arthur." The president said as they shook hands. After they finished greeting each other the president looked at Zane. "Who would you be young sir?" The president asked. "His name is Zane. He's with me, I'll explain more later." Arthur said not giving Zane the chance to explain.
About a half an hour later, Zane was sitting in his hotel room in luxurious five star hotel. "Politicians sure do have it good." Zane said as he laid back in his bed. The president's meeting with Arthur was supposed to be private so he was sent to a hotel paid by the tax payers. Now all he had to do was locate James.
Once they landed, Zane hopped off the helicopter followed by Arthur. There were a group of body guards as well as officials waiting for them. "It's good to see you again Mr. Miller." one of the officials said before looking at Zane. "Don't worry, he's here with me on official business." Arthur told them as they headed for the black SUVs. Some of the security were worried about the sword but Arthur told them not to worry about.
Once they were driving away, they started to talk. "The president would like to speak with you about the decision on PMA." One of the officials told Arthur. "What for?" Arthur asked casually. "The president is actually quite pleased about this and would like to discuss future plans about the metas... Especially after the latest event." The official told Arthur. Zane knew what he was talking about. They had already found Jack's latest destruction. Apparently Arthur hadn't heard yet. After they arrived at the White House, they had to go through a security check. The security was a bit hesitant at first but were convinced otherwise by Arthur.
Once inside, they headed to the oval office. They had to wait a few more minutes until the president arrived. Eventually, the president arrived. "Greeting Arthur." The president said as they shook hands. After they finished greeting each other the president looked at Zane. "Who would you be young sir?" The president asked. "His name is Zane. He's with me, I'll explain more later." Arthur said not giving Zane the chance to explain.
About a half an hour later, Zane was sitting in his hotel room in luxurious five star hotel. "Politicians sure do have it good." Zane said as he laid back in his bed. The president's meeting with Arthur was supposed to be private so he was sent to a hotel paid by the tax payers. Now all he had to do was locate James.
Rin searched up lawyers on the subject of metas on his phone. "Found an interesting candidate. James O'Neill. He's been arguing on behalf of Outcasts like us, but the court has never bought it."
"I wonder why?" Dillon asked sarcastically. Then he sat up in his seat. "Think about it. What do you expect them to think, especially after all of the recent destruction by that Jack guy. I also heard about Gage's fight in the city. It all adds up. They're afraid of our powers." Dillon told the group in the car.
"I'm assuming he has a number or something. Mind giving him a call to let him know we're coming. Use my phone, it can't be traced," Quickdraw said reaching for his phone and handing it to Rin, before turning his attention back to steering the car. "You know what. I'm guessing he has some family or something that's a meta. Most people don't really give a shit about us or what happens. Or maybe he has a bit of humanity or something."
Rin shrugged. "Maybe. All I know and care about is that he's on our side. Not a lot of people like that nowadays." He took the phone and dialed in the number.