Generation Legacy Issue #14 "Genocide" - Part 2

[Samnell]

She smirked, "Did I forget anything important? Or does that about cover it? Which means that nobody really has the time to investigate the exact reason that Chaos did this, which may very well be vitally important."

"I think you forgot the part where I developed this incredible grudge against you in the all of ten words we've said to each other since you got here," Mark/Karen begain wearily. "I don't know if I bumped into your chair and didn't say I was sorry or what, but in case you forgot this too: I'm not the guy who jumped down your shirt back in my room. I haven't done thing one to you in the whole time you've been here. I'm tired and we don't have time to screw around, so why don't we try this from the top?"

"Contrary to what you think, it's my call who comes on the mission. So if I had some reason not to want you along because I hated your guts or something, you wouldn't have a chance. McCallister wants you along, but I'm the field leader on Legacy. So I say if you want to come you can show us what you've got in the Black Room. If you don't want to help, then stay here. Maybe Chaos's plan involved giving your powers to someone who could use them better. Maybe he just likes putting guys in girls' bodies. I don't know. But whatever body I'm in, I have a job to do. Are you going to come to the Black Room and try out Aya's armor, and help her with your powers, or not?"

 

[Hammerhead]

Ryan's yell of pain turns into some more articulate. "I'm sorry that you're displeased," he snarls, in a voice that does not indicate his contrition. He takes a few deep breaths, then realizes he's not even breathing. "Sorry. I'm not the conduit...or at least, I don't think I am. Do you mean Anika Samuelsson? Umm...pretty blond girl...she worships Norse gods? If you do, I'm one of her friends...well, sometimes. Are you the Norse gods?" Ryan asks, somewhat bewildered.

I'm not wrong very often, but damn. When I am wrong, I am wrong. I think I owe Anika an apology.

 

[Mimic]

“Oh before I forget,” he snaps his fingers and a dusty tome appears on Kal’s desk. Chaos grins, “The Red Witch won’t mind if you borrow one of her tomes… an industrious young mage like yourself should be able to make good use of that.”Chaos disappears.

Gilden frowns and shakes his head as Chaos disappears, He will never really understand him. Then again the only way he could possible understand him was to be an eternal, he just had to hope that Chaos was helping in his own way.

Any other thoughts were pushed aside as he approached the desk with the book after a few minutes of study he tentively reaches out and grasps it. He opens it carefully and reads the first few paragraphs.

 

[Agamon]

"Fine, you are right." He says as he starts to shake again. "It's.. jsut.." his voice drops. "I'm tired of trying to understand everything. Him. This whole deal. People tell me how we're supposed to behave and treat others, then do the exact opposite.."

Anika/Mark stopped, pausing a moment before turning around. "Cas, I really wish I had some good advice for you. But, honestly, I often feel the same way. All we can do is what we think is right and what's best for ourselves. That's all anyone can do. I guess we all need to figure out what that is for ourselves."

She tried to smile, but it ended up looking melancholy and tight-lipped. "This is depressing...wow, this body is a full-time job, how does Mark do it? I could really use a...a shower, some food, some more sleep," she thinks, feeling shocked, panic creeping in once again. She hadn't had much of an urge for almost a year. "Maybe just a cigerette? That would be...no, that's gross. Besides, Mark would have a cow if I so much as drank a coffee in his body. Smokes were really good at calming me down, though..."

She shakes her head quickly side to side and blinks at Cassie. "Um, we should get going, hey?"

 

[KaintheSeeker]

Anika/Mark stopped, pausing a moment before turning around. "Cas, I really wish I had some good advice for you. But, honestly, I often feel the same way. All we can do is what we think is right and what's best for ourselves. That's all anyone can do. I guess we all need to figure out what that is for ourselves."

She tried to smile, but it ended up looking melancholy and tight-lipped. "This is depressing...wow, this body is a full-time job, how does Mark do it? I could really use a...a shower, some food, some more sleep," she thinks, feeling shocked, panic creeping in once again. She hadn't had much of an urge for almost a year. "Maybe just a cigerette? That would be...no, that's gross. Besides, Mark would have a cow if I so much as drank a coffee in his body. Smokes were really good at calming me down, though..."

She shakes her head quickly side to side and blinks at Cassie. "Um, we should get going, hey?"

"I quess..you promise to keep me from flattening Ryan? I'm quessing I..we got to do that stupid Black Room familization drill?" He asks as he reluctantly heads in to get cleaned up. "I'm REALLY not lookign forward to being responsible for the upkeep of this body."

 

[Tokiwong]

Ryan's yell of pain turns into some more articulate. "I'm sorry that you're displeased," he snarls, in a voice that does not indicate his contrition. He takes a few deep breaths, then realizes he's not even breathing. "Sorry. I'm not the conduit...or at least, I don't think I am. Do you mean Anika Samuelsson? Umm...pretty blond girl...she worships Norse gods? If you do, I'm one of her friends...well, sometimes. Are you the Norse gods?" Ryan asks, somewhat bewildered.

I'm not wrong very often, but damn. When I am wrong, I am wrong. I think I owe Anika an apology.

“You are not the conduit. We desire Anika. We desire her energy. We are not pleased. Wrath. Terrible,” the voices continue. There is a lengthy pause, and then he feels another voice, “We desire that she resume her role, we desire the conduit. She is the link between. We sense her, but she is not you. This confuses us, and confusion leads to wrath. You will suffer our displeasure. You are Ryan. You are known to us.”

“Gods. Perhaps. Understanding. Minimal. Conduit is desired. Anika desired. She awakened us,” another booms forcefully, causing Ryan to shake.

“Understand?” another voice echoes.

Gilden

The tome opens with a wail as the old leather binding’s crease. The leather is dark and greasy, and each page is old and faded, but still readable. It looks like both a journal, and a grimoire of spells… dark evil spells but spells nonetheless. But the spells are powerful…

 

[Hammerhead]

"I...umm...I don't understand. Are you saying that somehow Anika's powers awakened you? Who is...are you? Look, I'm sure you know of beings known as Eternals. The one named Chaos somehow switched our minds and bodies, and we inherited the others' powers as a result. I'm sure that this body switch is only temporary, but you could speed things up and switch us back, so Anika is around again."

 

[Shalimar]

Kelly greeted the media from her bed since it was one of the few spots not full of newshound. Philipe had cut her already short hair much shorter, leaving a downy golden fuzz on her head. Close cropped hair dead not go very well on most people, it took a certain shape of face, and Kelly had it. Her lack of make up drew out the burn scars, and while not bad, they certainly were not invisible.

"I want to thank all of you for coming to hear what I have to say on such short notice." Kelly tells the assembled journalists with an endearing smile. "I know there was just an interview with someone who looked like me on CNN denouncing the UNJE and suppourting Pantheon, but that wasn't me. You can see the scars on me from what Metatron did to me when I tried to stop what he was doing with the Senator he killed. It isn't the first time Pantheon tried to kill me. The third time is suppoused to be the charm...but apparently not," the girl says mischeviously, but then sobers up, "This was the third time. I told Metatron today that I am convinced that the UNJE are the good guys, and I truly do mean it. I urge everyone powers or no powers to think about joining the UNJE, so that everyone can work together to keep the world safe from threats like Overseer and Cardinal."

"Things are very serious, I can understand why the UNJe leaders would be wary of telling everyone what is going on since it can and is causing a panic, but I believe that people have the right to know whats going on. I believe that we can all get through this together. So believe me when I say that although I don't like all the things the UNJE has done, I honestly believe they are the good guys."

"I said earlier that the person who denounced the UNJE today on CNN wasn't me, and I'd like to explain it, since its a little confusing even to me." the girl says earnestly. "The person who did that was a copy of m made by one of Overseer's people that he sent here, one of the people actually responsible for Mexico city. I'm not the only one Red Witch copied though. She copied Yoshi too, after she had some of her people kill him and attempt to kill my friend Cassie who was with Yoshi when they were attacked." Kelly said sadly, tears sparkling at the corners of her eyes as she talked about Yoshi, he wasn't the nicest person, but he was a truly good guy, and a hero.

"These copies are evil. Legacy fought them during that Hurricane in Mudaba Adin. Actually, my copy was the one responsible for the Hurricane, and I was trying to calm it while Legacy fought her friends off. Even though that was a fight against the bad guys, it was still better then the day I had today. For the last six hours I've been here at the hospital having surgery and recovering from what Pantheon's number two did to me after calling me a traitr for supporting the UNJE, before that I spent like the entire day with lawyers." Kelly says with an eyeroll to show what she thought about that. "I was almost killed for suppourting the UNJE and trying to do the right thing, please take these scars as proof that I'm telling the truth."

OOC: Diplomacy taking 10, unless mom will let some of her luck rub off and use a hp on my behalf.

 

[Tokiwong]

"I...umm...I don't understand. Are you saying that somehow Anika's powers awakened you? Who is...are you? Look, I'm sure you know of beings known as Eternals. The one named Chaos somehow switched our minds and bodies, and we inherited the others' powers as a result. I'm sure that this body switch is only temporary, but you could speed things up and switch us back, so Anika is around again."

“We are aware of Chaos, it displeases the conduit. It displeases us. Anger. Fury. Love,” another voice rips through Ryan. It vibrates through his bones.

“Fix this. We desire the conduit. DESIRE. WRATH. Care not for Chaos. Care not for your life, the CONDUIT is all that matters to us,” a voice booms.

“FIX THIS. DEATH. YOURS,” the voices declare before Ryan feels himself ejected!

Cassie and Anika arrived as Ryan is spit right into them, causing all three to tumble to the ground.

Kelly

The press conference goes off without a hitch. At least she feels like she may have made a difference. When the crowd pulls out nearly an hour later her mother returns, “You did well honey.”

 

[Hammerhead]

Ryan pulls himself off the ground, groaning. He stands up, and barks a short laugh. Someone else to add to my ass-kicking list once I achieve phenomenal cosmic power. They were like a bunch of little kids...and their grammar sucked.

"You know, Jesus would have been much nicer to you. Sorry about bleeding over your clothes, but really, it's your creepy dark gods' fault," he adds with a meaningful glance at Cassie/Ryan while applying pressure to his wound.