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<blockquote data-quote="Moe Ronalds" data-source="post: 418266" data-attributes="member: 2083"><p>Spike was sitting in the local pawn shop (WHAT IS WITH THESE PEOPLE AND THE ***** PAWN SHOP!?!?!?), hoping to purchase a Saturday Night Special (to compliment the backpack full of concealed weapons.) when one of the TVs inside it broke out with an important news bulletin. </p><p></p><p>According to the female news anchor on the TV, the arch-villain The Raven from years past was terrorizing the city near the Goldenuge City Museum. There had been no casualties yet, but massive property damage had occured. The camera then swerved to show The Raven firing at a crowd of frightened Nuns, barely missing. He then smiled at the camera, and shot a bolt right into the lense. Much static occured. </p><p></p><p>Spike ran out of the pawn shop, conveniently wearing his bullet-proof vest and armored shirt. He made his way to wear The Raven was attacking. A bat-winged girl in an odd costume was also there, firing from a pistol she had brought (TOTALLY IGNORING THE FACT THAT SHE CAN MAKE FIRE COME FROM HER HANDS!!!) and horribly missing. Spike took one of his big guns out of his back pack and let out a few rounds. Angrily, The Raven shot several blasts of white energy and flew onto the nearest city roof, taunting the heroes to follow him. </p><p></p><p>Spike rushed inside the building and made his way up the elevator, while Hell's Angel flew her way there. She landed on the building, and tried to let out some flame. Spike made his way onto the roof, and suddenly it disppeared beneath his feet. THe three of them fell through darkness before landing very comfortably on some sort of cussion. In front of them was an old man with bright green eyes sitting in a wheel chair. He looked at Raven angrily. "Backstab I saw the footage. Don't you think you could have avoided breaking anything?" </p><p></p><p>Raven pulled off his mask to reveal the face of a middle-aged man with graying hair. "You TOLD me to act like The Ra-"</p><p></p><p>"DON'T SAY THE NAME!!!" The old man screamed suddenly. He looked around as though he expected the dead specter to attack them from above. </p><p></p><p>The old man calmed down. "Is this them then? The only two that answered the call?"</p><p></p><p>"What the **** are you two talking about?" Spike asked suspiciously. </p><p></p><p>The old man sighed. "I don't know how best to finesse this situation, so I'm going to be very blunt about it. This was a test. This was only a test. Had this been an actual emergency then you two would have most likely died. Nonetheless, you acted heroically, and you have super-heroic abilities. Thus, I come to you, asking if you two will join a group we are forming."</p><p></p><p>"What is this about a group? WHo are you? Why did you need us?" Hell's Angel asked, confused. </p><p></p><p>The old man sighed again. "I'm sure you're both aware of the deeds of the Exalted, years ago. They disbanded when there seemed to be no need of them anymore. Now, the same magnitude of evil that The Exalted once exterminated are on the rise again. We need people like you to join a group called the Neo-Exalted, to put a stop to these evils."</p><p></p><p>Spike looked at the gun he held in his hand. He had no clue how he had learned to weild it, but he knew it was important for him to use it to protect. Perhaps his skills with his weapon of choice were some sort of super power... Either way, he'd be of great help... "I'll join..." He found himself saying. </p><p></p><p>Hell's Angel nodded as well. She didn't think anything. But this was a super-hero story so obviously this is what she was supposed to do, so why not? </p><p></p><p>The old man grinned. "Then, that makes three..." Another man stepped from the shadows. He was dressed in ninja-gear, and strapped to his back was a sword. He didn't say anything. Or do anything except step out of the shadows. Despite the constant prodding of the great being known only as "GM." </p><p></p><p>"As for who we are, I'm sure you'll be humbled to be in the presence of two of the greatest super-heroes to ever live. The legendary Krypto-Knight, and his once-young ward Backstab!" </p><p></p><p>"Okay, whatever." Was Spike's response. "Now how do we get out of here?" </p><p></p><p>"Well, we can't really trust you with the location of our base, so instead..." Backstab nodded and closed his eyes. Purple energy flooded Spike and Hell's Angel's minds, and the next thing they knew they were lying on the floor of their respective homesteads, with a collossal headache. </p><p></p><p>(more Later today or tomorrow hopefully!)</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Moe Ronalds, post: 418266, member: 2083"] Spike was sitting in the local pawn shop (WHAT IS WITH THESE PEOPLE AND THE ***** PAWN SHOP!?!?!?), hoping to purchase a Saturday Night Special (to compliment the backpack full of concealed weapons.) when one of the TVs inside it broke out with an important news bulletin. According to the female news anchor on the TV, the arch-villain The Raven from years past was terrorizing the city near the Goldenuge City Museum. There had been no casualties yet, but massive property damage had occured. The camera then swerved to show The Raven firing at a crowd of frightened Nuns, barely missing. He then smiled at the camera, and shot a bolt right into the lense. Much static occured. Spike ran out of the pawn shop, conveniently wearing his bullet-proof vest and armored shirt. He made his way to wear The Raven was attacking. A bat-winged girl in an odd costume was also there, firing from a pistol she had brought (TOTALLY IGNORING THE FACT THAT SHE CAN MAKE FIRE COME FROM HER HANDS!!!) and horribly missing. Spike took one of his big guns out of his back pack and let out a few rounds. Angrily, The Raven shot several blasts of white energy and flew onto the nearest city roof, taunting the heroes to follow him. Spike rushed inside the building and made his way up the elevator, while Hell's Angel flew her way there. She landed on the building, and tried to let out some flame. Spike made his way onto the roof, and suddenly it disppeared beneath his feet. THe three of them fell through darkness before landing very comfortably on some sort of cussion. In front of them was an old man with bright green eyes sitting in a wheel chair. He looked at Raven angrily. "Backstab I saw the footage. Don't you think you could have avoided breaking anything?" Raven pulled off his mask to reveal the face of a middle-aged man with graying hair. "You TOLD me to act like The Ra-" "DON'T SAY THE NAME!!!" The old man screamed suddenly. He looked around as though he expected the dead specter to attack them from above. The old man calmed down. "Is this them then? The only two that answered the call?" "What the **** are you two talking about?" Spike asked suspiciously. The old man sighed. "I don't know how best to finesse this situation, so I'm going to be very blunt about it. This was a test. This was only a test. Had this been an actual emergency then you two would have most likely died. Nonetheless, you acted heroically, and you have super-heroic abilities. Thus, I come to you, asking if you two will join a group we are forming." "What is this about a group? WHo are you? Why did you need us?" Hell's Angel asked, confused. The old man sighed again. "I'm sure you're both aware of the deeds of the Exalted, years ago. They disbanded when there seemed to be no need of them anymore. Now, the same magnitude of evil that The Exalted once exterminated are on the rise again. We need people like you to join a group called the Neo-Exalted, to put a stop to these evils." Spike looked at the gun he held in his hand. He had no clue how he had learned to weild it, but he knew it was important for him to use it to protect. Perhaps his skills with his weapon of choice were some sort of super power... Either way, he'd be of great help... "I'll join..." He found himself saying. Hell's Angel nodded as well. She didn't think anything. But this was a super-hero story so obviously this is what she was supposed to do, so why not? The old man grinned. "Then, that makes three..." Another man stepped from the shadows. He was dressed in ninja-gear, and strapped to his back was a sword. He didn't say anything. Or do anything except step out of the shadows. Despite the constant prodding of the great being known only as "GM." "As for who we are, I'm sure you'll be humbled to be in the presence of two of the greatest super-heroes to ever live. The legendary Krypto-Knight, and his once-young ward Backstab!" "Okay, whatever." Was Spike's response. "Now how do we get out of here?" "Well, we can't really trust you with the location of our base, so instead..." Backstab nodded and closed his eyes. Purple energy flooded Spike and Hell's Angel's minds, and the next thing they knew they were lying on the floor of their respective homesteads, with a collossal headache. (more Later today or tomorrow hopefully!) [/QUOTE]
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