Tabula Rasa Nada
Les choses ont bougé rapidement. Trop vite pour que même D'ren apprécie. Ce chaos n'était pas seulement inattendu. Il déchirait à tout ce que les héros et les méchants avaient été amenés à croire.
On a essayé d'arrêter les Enforceurs alors qu'ils se déplaçaient avec des pistolets extraterrestres à moteur inverse mis à stupéfier. Les humains normaux et les surhumains, partageant l'uniforme de l'Exécuteur, emménagent et éloignent plusieurs d'entre eux...
Damien Boone, l'homme collectif, a été le premier à être entraîné. Lorsqu'il a protesté, exigeant de savoir quel était le but de cela, le chef de l'Exécuteur a répondu en le stupéfiant. Le lieutenant du chef était celui qui parlait.
"Parmi les Collectifs, il y a des espions, des turncoats et des dirigeants corrompus!" Elle a annoncé la foule confuse et effrayée. "Nous avons reçu un conseil anonyme et jusqu'à nouvel ordre, les personnes suivantes seront assignées à résidence pour la durée de l'enquête..." En lisant une liste de noms, l'homme collectif a été emmené hors de la pièce derrière elle. "Damien Boone, Amenthis Coldwater AKA Portal, Diana Dataman, Joseph craint AKA Falcon, Ken Vector AKA Le cinétique - "
On pensait qu'il avait entendu Ken crier quelque chose à propos du professeur Ken Vector, mais D'ren n'était pas sûr parce qu'il essayait frénétiquement de trouver un moyen de sortir de ce bordel.
La femme officier a continué, "...et Tamria Lucas AKA Dream-scape."
Alors que deux agresseurs se déplaçaient pour récupérer la fille inconsciente du sol, D'ren perdit l'esprit et se brisa le cou, et empalèrent l'autre gorge du cou avec le poignard de combat sur la ceinture du premier garde.
Le lieutenant a crié à quatre gardes qui se tenaient à côté : « Prenez-le tous! »
J'avais l'impression que quelque chose n'allait pas. Même si ce lieutenant avait raison à 100%, D'ren savait qu'il se passait quelque chose de plus profond. Elle a mentionné la corruption dans les rangs des dirigeants du Collectif. Oui, il croyait que c'était vrai, mais il supposait que celui qui fournissait cette astuce anonyme aux forces de l'ordre était en fait un pion pour ces personnes corrompues. Et ils n'enlevaient pas seulement ceux qu'ils sentaient incorruptibles, comme Portal et le Collectif, mais aussi ceux qui menaçaient leur statu quo, comme Ken et l'Inconnu lui-même.
Après que D'ren eut été chassé en criant qu'il allait tous les tuer, le lieutenant et son chef silencieux quittèrent la pièce, laissant un autre homme en charge du petit groupe de néméses.
Un homme bien qui avait l'air beau pour n'importe qui au début des années 50 sortit d'un coin sombre. Même si sa voix et ses maniérismes semblaient très décontractés et faciles, il commandait une grande autorité par le simple fait qu'il avait vu et fait tout, et exsudait le droit d'être en charge.
« Mon nom est Peter Clark », a-t-il informé tout le monde dans la pièce. « Je suis maintenant responsable du Collectif et de cette base jusqu'à ce que cette question soit réglée, espérons-le pacifiquement. Si vous souhaitez que votre col soit enlevé, il y a un léger hicup dans ce département. En raison du fait que nous venons de découvrir qu'il peut y avoir des traîtres parmi nous, nous choisissons plutôt d'enlever les dispositifs autour de votre cou, simplement les inhiber afin que vous puissiez utiliser environ la moitié de vos pouvoirs normaux."
Avec cela, il s'est écarté et deux gardiennes ont escorté une autre femme en avant. Elle avait maté de longs cheveux et gardé sa tête baissée, visage caché dans l'ombre de ces cheveux. Elle portait une longue robe sale et ses pieds étaient nus, et tout aussi sales.
La jeune fille se leva lentement les mains, gardant la tête baissée dans la peur.
Peter Clark lui a donné un regard sympathique et a serré les mains devant lui alors qu'il se tournait pour s'adresser aux héros et aux méchants. "Avancez si vous voulez récupérer certains de vos pouvoirs."
Pendant ce temps, D'ren s'est battu et a failli se libérer de ses ravisseurs près de l'endroit où se trouvaient Elis et Diana. Cependant, plus d'Exécuteurs sont venus le soumettre avec des matraques de choc et des pistolets étrangers mis à stupéfier. Au fur et à mesure que cela se produisait, quelques Enforceurs sont venus pour Diana. Tout cela s'est passé devant Elis.
En voyant Elis à quelques mètres de là à travers son œil ensanglanté, D'ren gaspillé dans la douleur et l'épuisement. Il rampait sur le sol vers elle alors que deux gardes s'approchaient pour l'attraper. Sa voix était râpée, mais claire alors qu'il grondait les mots, "Jouer le long..."
Et puis il a été emmené loin.
L'un d'eux, masqué et casque, demeura pour donner un regard épouvantable à Elis avant de frapper sa paume avec sa matraque et de s'en aller...
Take the universe and grind it down to the finest powder and sieve it through the finest sieve and then show me one atom of justice, one molecule of mercy.And yet people act as if there is some ideal order in the world, some Rightness in the universe, by which it may be judged
Name : Elis Saal
Alias : Ignis
Age : 31
Gender : Female
Allegiance : Hero 
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Elis has two resoundingly different appearances, one for when she is out and about in her normal guise, and one when she is patrolling the city as a Hero! Of sorts, at least. More like, a person that generally stops people being dicks with other people, more than a hero.
When normally active, Elis has short black hair, and wears a subtle, unintrusive latex suit, covering her from neck to toe, and with only her head exposed, under whatever clothes she decides to wear for the day, so it is only generally her hands and occasionally her neck that is obviously latexed. She wears a pair of glasses, totally fake but for the show. Through these, her blue eyes can be seen, and her face has a soft, perfect look to it, as if she spends several hours a day in front of a mirror applying moisturizer and makeup for the perfect complexion. She has ample breasts, and a lithe frame, something that would make her generally attractive for a few people, until they found the reason for why she wore the suit, at least, the reason she claimed.
In her hero form, Elis changes so much she is barely recognisable. Ditching the latex for a deep red halterneck corset, a very short pair of pants, and some incredibly vibrant pair of red ballet heels, she shows off a great deal of her flawless skin, and flants a firey pattern on everything she wears. This, along with her name, clues everyone in to her powers immediately, and so they can work to counter her, and take advantage of the fact that she is so obviously putting her powerset on show. Another large change is the colour of her hair and eyes, taking a very sharp nose-dive to a pure white, and removing the need for any sort of mask. Her hair also stands on end, spiky as if gelled into a mohawk. She wears a flashy pair of gauntlets that look very high-tech and are clearly the source of her power.
Power Set: Bio-Electrokinesis: Ignis naturally generates a much higher Electromagnetic Field than most humans, and can use this to her advantage, making the super powers from her own body. Ignis' main power is, despite the fire natured name and motiff, electrokinesis. She can only control the electricity that she produces herself, but she can use this to her advantage, throwing lightning bolts around, and uterlizing it to have an electromagnetic powerset. Originally used so she could actually wear the hellish Ballet Boots without tripping, she has since become accustomed to them, and now can uterlize it for lifting metal objects, and launching them and hypersonic velocity. This bio-electricity renders her immune to practically everything electrical based, as she simply absorbs the energy. It also allows her to gain a degree of super reflexes and strength by charging her nervous system and muscular system, but this negates her manifestation while she is using it, and her powers can only sustain overcharging one system at a time. The same is said about her healing powers, which negate the rest of her powers while being active. She can also charge her electromagnetic powers into a compressed ball and then release a pulse to fry everything remotely electronic in the surrounding area.
Background story: Ignis, born Eliane Saal - but much preferring Elis - was not one who looked to the horizon for anything. Life, was just life. She had a distinct inability to work, socially, so had few friends, and didn't get along with her parents because she didn't really know how to get along with them, and they simply brushed her off as being weird when she was nine, so she decided that humans were not worth the effort. But, what she did have, was an abundance of drive and talent in online forums, spinning out many different guises to fill the days, weeks and months of apathy between school.
However, one day, she blew up her room's light-bulb by touching the switch. It made her jump, but she passed it off as a dicky fuse, a theory that was then proven false when she blew up her computer as well by touching that. Through secret trial and error, hidden at the bottom of her room away from anything electrical and with several metal objects, she found her that her everything were electrical. And, that she couldn't be shocked either - which she discovered by sticking her tongue on a piece of metal she was touching - which led to an awkward question. How the hell was she going to tell her parents that she had suddenly become some sort of, lightning girl? And if she couldn't turn it off, how was she going to do anything in this world of increasing electrical reliance. In five minutes she had a whole list of things that would be destroyed by her touching them, and with her growing interest and skill with all manner of electronic engineering, this was going to suck, a lot. So, instead, she ran to the bathroom and pulled on the rubber gloves used for cleaning. That sorted her hands, but there was the rest of her that was a problem, so she stole out of the house, and went to a certain, shop, she knew. There she bought herself a catsuit in a skin-colour, and spent the next hour fighting to get it on before finally succeeding and returning home. Her parents didn't really care, she was always weird, and her school didn't care either.
So, over the next few years, she went everywhere in it, but also avoided people to reduce the risk of accidents, while working on a book in her spare time over a new computer she got. It was quite ironic, being about a girl who had suddenly gained powers she had no idea what to do with, but she changed details up enough that nobody knew it was her she was referring to. However, just before she managed to get it published, Bad Things happened, and she had to leave her town for somewhere else. Somewhere far away from her town. So, she ran to the city
of Daria. Having some terrible luck, she managed to get herself in a situation where she was about to be mugged, only to be saved by some caped crusader. Without really thinking, she spilled the beans on the whole electrical powers thing, and luckily, the man was kind enough to help her out with getting in under control. Something that she desperately needed because she was becoming a true wiz in her engineering hobby, and wearing latex all the time was kind of awkward to work with.
While, through extensive testing and training, it became clear her touch-to-shock would never go away, she did manage to throw a few lightning bolts, which was always cool. Drunk on the power of lightning, she created her own costume and took to the streets. But, she was kind of bad at creating costumes, so it looked, less noble hero, more something out of a late night Japanese Hentai. Even so, it was pretty liberating, for her, giving her a new and rather nutty impression of herself, making her much more, socially alive than she ever felt was possible. So she became much more of a Deva than she ever thought was possible, through several iterations of her costume, and even some evolution of her powers. She was a girl who was in love with being a superpowered woman, in love with the freedom, if she didn't really get around to heroing all that often. She more did what she wanted to do and stopped anyone who was being an asshole if she was in the general area.
However, a few years into this liberation, the world suddenly caught a cold, and Heroes dropped like flies. Elis was one of the very few that managed to survive, and she had no idea how she managed that, but it was as if fortune smiled upon her. That didn't last long, as aliens invaded and smashed the crap out of humanity. Unable to fight them down on Earth, with her powers, Elis decided to get herself caught by the hunters, and see what she could do when they took her back to their home. What kind of manipulation she could do to make their power supplies go boom. Sabotage was the best way to win when you couldn't brute-force it, after all.
Nemesis (the alias and username) : Mimic
Nemesis's story : The Sorid tale, of Mimic and Ignis. The beautiful girl dropped down Ignis' town after believing it to be an easy hunting ground, and started picking off gangsters to carve out her own empire. Ignis came around one day with tea and cookies to flirt and offer an alliance, but Mimic turned her down cold. This, turned out to be the worst thing to do, as Ignis became the nightmare of Mimic, always there, foiling every move she tried to make, crushing her plans and smiting her minions, like the first actual bit of heroing she had ever done. The emotional stress was overwhelming, but Ignis' eternal presence, prevented Mimic from removing herself from the equation, and forcing her to simply live in hell.