Author's Note

well folks, here it is! first chapter of my first fic, tell me what you think in the comment section. and hopefully you'll stick around to see where this goes.
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Prologue: A Crazy New Adventure is About to Begin [Edited]

Fifty years ago a scientist by the name of Marvin King had lost everything he valued in life, though it was not his research in the scientific fields. No, this man lost the two people that he cherished and loved above everything else, and those two people were his wife Sasha, and his daughter Kathrine. The fates of these two is what spurs this man to inadvertently create a rift between humanity, and set a course for mankind to inevitably destroy itself.

Marvin King lost his wife when a terrorist group broke into the building she worked at and held her and her fellow employees hostage, however during a peace exchange between the terrorist and the police she was shot in the head when one of her co-workers tried to be a hero, but ended up get himself, Sasha and four other people killed in the process. The death of his wife shattered Marvin to his core as she was his anchor, Sasha was his pillar of strength to push forward. But without her he didn’t feel like he could go on, yet Marvin’s life was brought down even lower several months later after the death of his wife.

One day Marvin was called by the police in response to a 911 emergency call, which was about his daughter being found in an alleyway, showing signs of being raped. Of course Marvin went to his daughters aide, and after about a couple of hours search, the two men who raped Marvin’s daughter were brought to justice. But the downward spiral of Marvin’s life didn’t stop there. A few days later Marvin was called again by the police, this time while he was at the labs, and it was this phone call that pushed the man over the edge. The police were alerted to a shooting, and it was at his daughters school, and Kathrine were among the twenty students that were killed.

This is what finally broke the man, broke him to the point where nothing in life was worth nothing anymore. That’s when the man’s frame of mind was no longer sane, and started to drastically spin in a whirlwind of demented and dark thoughts, all of which was to blame humanity for his loss in life. And that’s when the scientist spent the next year of his life developing something, something that would purge all of humanity from this world. He experimented and created many things, eventually he came to be creating a bomb that would erase anything on Earth that had the Human Genome. But life seems to continue to mock the man, as after many trials and errors and many failed attempts finally created his weapon, a weapon that would eradicate the plague of the world that took everything from him, but when he activated the machine…it failed. Frustrated even further Marvin was sent into a blind rage, and began destroying his laboratory. But one of Marvin’s old assistants heard the commotion, and after inquiring what he was doing and Marvin fully confessing what he had attempted to create, she stopped him upon learning what he was doing and managed to turn him to the authorities.

Once he was arrested, Marvin was put on trial for accusation of planning on mass murder, to which of coursed he confessed to it wholeheartedly, but he stated that he would be purging all of the evils of the world. As the man spoke about what he was planning, and what his machine would’ve have done, the judge had be placed in prison for clear homicidal and genocidal thoughts, and his clear loss of sanity. However Marvin had other plans. Rather than live the remainder of his life in this horrible world, among people he blamed for his downward spiral in life, the man hung himself in his own cell.

But little did anyone knew, Marvin’s machine did work, maybe not in the way it was intended. But it would spark something to cause misery and strife for all of Humanity.

~~Modern Day~~

It was the dead of night on a Tuesday, the full moon was hidden behind grey clouds as they rain down on the city below while cars and people traversed the roads and streets to their intended destinations. But as the people and vehicles walk and drive through the roads and streets, one of the more larger buildings in the city center was about to be the prime victim of a heist, and that building was a large bank. Past through the big doors and its vast and darken entrance and front hall, and its desk and counters where people worked and made their transactions, in the inner most vault of the large-scale bank some late-night activity was about to begin.

Emerging from the floor with a buzz and slick sound, a narrow shaft of what appears to be a glowing blue energy emerges from the middle of the floor of the vault. The shaft then started to slowly burn its way through the floor, melting the surface as it makes a clean circle, where the cut-out of the floor dropped through the new hole to a lower section of the buildings foundation, but the cut away piece didn’t even make a sound as it dropped. Then one by one emerging from the hole six black coated figures emerge, one of which was carrying a large back pack while another carried a large duffle bag. Though it appeared that none of them were armed with any kind of weapon. Once the six figures had entered the vault they each looked around to make sure they didn’t set off any alarms.

“Alright guys let’s make this quick.” One of the cloaked figures said as he gestures to the main door of the vault, while the other members of the group nod their heads and started to spread out. The coated figure that just spoke along with the groups tallest member walked over to the door of the vault, while another member left the room and headed towards the main office. Meanwhile two of the members of the group headed back down into the hole, to perform their own task’s. As for the final member of the group, they headed towards the front counter area of the building to keep an eye out in case someone actually comes up to the bank.

The individual that made their way to the bank’s main office room started to scan the wall, where they spotted a vent on the far left end of the wall. Digging through their coat pockets the coated figure pulled out a screw driver, where upon wielding the tool the figures body then started to levitate up to the vent! The figures body was being suspended in mid-air, with only their feet remaining planted on the floor, all the while the figure began to un-screw the vent’s panel. After removing the last of the screws the panel slipped and started falling towards the floor, but before it hit the ground a floating black gloved hand shot forth and caught it. Placing the panel gently on the floor an eye floated out of the figures hood and began worming its way through the vent, while the rest of the figures body floated back down to the floor, reattaching to the feet that were still planted on the velvet floor carpeting.

The eye continued to float through the vent till it reached the end, where it came upon another panel. From the outside the figures hands then floated up and entered the vent as well, where they reached the eye in no time and started to undo the panel screws. Though this time one of the hands had a more firmer grip on the panel so it wouldn’t slip. Once the panel was removed the eyes and hands entered the office room, where they floated to the door and unlocked it then opened it where their coated owner entered the room, while the hands and eye floated back into the figure, reattaching & reinserting themselves in their original posts. Walking over to the main desk the figure sat down at the chair of the big desk on the far end of the room, and started to fiddle around with the laptop on the desk.

“Alright boys I’m logged into the system, and the alarms for the vault should turned off right…now!” The figure said in what sounded like a baritone British voice, signaling the two members in the vault room to begin their part in this heist. “I’m also going to see if I can log into the camera system, and start deleting any footage of us.”

“Rodger.” The first member of the group said as he and the other coated figure stood before the vault door, where the figure then outstretches his right hand which started to develop what appeared to be a haze of heat, then a seven foot long beam of glowing blue energy appeared in the blink of an eye.

“Let’s get to work.” the figure said as he spun his new creation around for a few seconds, before thrusting it into the vault door. Leaving only a foot-n-half of the beam remaining in his hands.

The beam easily pierces through the vault’s entire frame, melting through its thick metal composition like it was butter, causing it’s burning parts to slowly ooze out as the beam begins carving through. It didn’t take more than a minute or so for the beam to carve through the vault door, and once the task was done the figure wielding the shaft removed it and then started to cut little cavities in the far sides of the door. After making the indents in the now cut through door, the figure then ‘sheathed’ the beam by having it fade out in a wisp of blue fire. With his work now done the beam wielder stepped aside to allow the taller coated figure to step up, who was rolling their shoulders before popping their neck & knuckles, then after stepping up to the door the taller figure’s body started to grow a few feet in size, threatening to tear the cloths off their body. But after reaching nine feet in height the figure then slipped their hands into the indents that their partner had made, then with a strong grasp the figure then easily pulls out severed piece of the door where they then tossed it to the other end of the room. Which obviously caused a very loud and pronounced bang.

“Jesus Christ Steel! Could you be any more louder, cause I don’t think the people outside heard you.” the voice of the figure in the main office said over the groups personal intercoms.

“Quiet Circus.” The tall figure, Steel, said before walking into the vault with the other person.

“Time to clean out our bank account Plasma.” Steel said with a little chuckle before removing the duffel bag, and starts putting the stacks of money from the shelves into it.

“You really need to stop trying to make catchy one liners.” The other individual, Plasma, said as he also starts filling up his backpack with stacks of bills.

The two continued to work in silence, stuffing as much money into their bags as they can. Meanwhile back in the office, the one that was called Circus was watching everything from the camera footage, seeing his friends looting the vault, and their look out doing his job. But when he looked towards the lookout, Circus saw him get tense before reaching a hand up to his hood.

“We got some cop looking dudes coming up to the door, and they definitely don’t look friendly.” The lookout said over the intercom.

“We’re already stuffed to the brim, so let’s bail.” Plasma said from his side of the intercom as he and Steel made their way towards the hole and stood bye.

“Agreed.” Circus said before reaching a hand up to his ear.

“Snap it’s time for that pick-up.”

The coated figure who left the vault room via the hole came walking into the office where Circus was, and after placing a hand on his shoulder, both vanished in a burst of yellow light and a snapping sound. Both Circus & Snap then re-appeared in the vault room where Steel & Plasma waited. The other two members of the group re-joined the others, and once they were all present, they all placed a hand on the one dubbed Snap, and again in flash of yellow light they all vanished in thin air.

No sooner then they group had vanished, two police officers unlocked the doors to the banks front entrance, and started to make their way to the back of the building. The pair walked into the room and once they got a look at the cut open vault door, as well as the hole in the floor they two officers figured out what has transpired here, they started to investigate the room. A few minutes later and the bank was swarmed with cops, a majority of whom were surrounding the building from the outside, while a small group headed down the hole and checked out what was down below, as another group checked the interior of the vault. But like several other cases these two officers have been a part of, the vault was nearly emptied a good amount of its contents. And there were no visible traces of prints or any clue that could direct the police on who committed this crime.

“Another clean heist.” One of the officers said as he looks through the empty bank shelves while his partner looked at the hole that was carved through the floor.

“And whoever these robbers are they’re well equipped.” The female officer said as she runs a hand over the rim of the hole.

“To even cut through this floor, with little effort, they must have some top-quality equipment.” She then looked up to the camera off in the corner of the room.

“How much do you wanna bet they hacked the security camera’s?”

The older male officer didn’t say a word, and instead head for the main office where upon entering the room he walked over to the desk, and when he inspected the lab top sure enough all of the camera footage has been tampered with. All footage that may have caught the criminals was deleted, and erased. Silently cursing under his breath, the officer left the main office to rejoin his partner, and continued to investigate the area to see if this time they could find SOMETHING that would lead them to whoever had committed this heist.

~~~~~

Far off on the peers of New York, in the more abandon and isolated areas of peer and in one of the large warehouses, the sound of a popping snap echoed throughout the large room of building, where the six coated figures now stood in the darkness.

Once they have appeared in the room, each of the coated figures headed to a different section of the building easily navigating through the darkness, but the darken atmosphere was literally lighten up when one of the figures flipped a switched turning the light on. Now that the building was lit up on the inside the various items inside could be seen much clearly from various chairs, a large couches, a nice big plasma TV with every set of game stations and platforms sat with literal bookshelves of games and DVD’s boxing around the TV. One by one each of coated figures started to remove their coats, gloves, and masks they were all wearing, and revealing who they were underneath.

The first figure was a young Caucasian man who appeared to be entering his twenties. His eyes were a dark brown color, his head of brown hair was really shaggy and has a few strands of dirty blonde mixed in, he was also mildly built in terms of his body type though not quite muscular, but not skinny as well. The shirt he was wearing was black in color but has a lion image stitched on its front, while also wearing a crown on its head and the word ‘Pride’, the young man was also wearing a pair of dark blue jeans and pair sneakers. The second figure is a very tall African American young man around the age of twenty-two, and his eyes were nice shade of green, and his black hair was done up in neck-length dreadlocks. Unlike most of the other members of the group, this young man was more muscular than all of them, in fact, he was the most strongly built out of the group. In terms of clothing all of them wearing blue jeans, though this particular man was just wearing a simple grey tank top, along with a pair of boots.

The third individual was an average height Latino teenager almost entering his twenties, his skin was a nice shade of light tan, which paired with his dark brown eyes, and his styled hair was a nice charcoal black color. out of the group this particular young man was probably the skinniest, but he still had some definition of muscle on himself, though his most outstanding feature was the tribal tattoos on his forearms. Aside from his own jeans, this young man was wearing a very dark red shirt that has some white letters stitched on it, which was power spelled in Spanish. The fourth member of the group was another Caucasian young man, around the same age of the Latino member but with head of blonde hair, and actually having two different colored eyes, his left being blue & his right being green. This young man was really lean and fit, built more like a runner, or a gymnasts. And aside from his plain brown shirt, the teen also had a silver chain necklace, and a few rings on his fingers.

The fifth member was a young man of very light complexion, his hair being brown but has a hint of red mixed into it, and his eyes were a nice shade of light brown. His shirt was also black, but on the front the words Star Wars was plastered on it, while an image from the first movie was plastered on the back. In terms of fitness, he was mostly the same as first member of the group. The final sixth member of the group was the second tallest person among them all, with black hair covering the right side of his face, covering one of his two deep blue eyes. While this individual wasn’t as muscularly built as the second member, he comes fairly close in being the most well-built. As for distinguishable shirt, this young man was wearing a dark green shirt with a Mt. Dew logo on it, and his own jeans appear to be rather worn out.

Once the lights were on and the group had settled down, two members of the group headed over to the main ‘living room’ area, and flopped onto the couch and recliner chair before turning the TV on to a random channel. As for the two members that looted the vault they headed to the ‘kitchen’ area, and started to count out their haul. The fifth member of the group head to the section of the building, which was constructed into a bathroom area, and started to take a nice hot bath. As for the sixth member, he just walked up a small flight of stairs to the second floor, and just collapsed onto a hammock near the wall and turned a smaller TV on, before getting ready to play a game. Back down in the kitchen area the two looters continued to count the stacks of bills, separating them in their respective piles of denominations.

“So how’d we do this time?” the odd-eyed teenager asked the two at the kitchen table…as his head hovered close by and looked over the piles of money, while both his arms and a single eye was in the kitchen and making a sandwich.

“So far I got a million counted.” The point man of the group said before looking over and staring at the floating head, not being disturbed by the sight at all.

“Mind grabbing me a bottle of Dr. Pepper Circus?”

“Sure thing.” the teen, Circus as he was addressed as, said before the eye in the kitchen looked towards the fridge, where the right arm floated towards and pulled out a bottle of the desired soda drink, then floated over to his friend.

“You need anything Steel while I’m in the kitchen?” the floating head asked the taller individual, dubbed as Steel, who just shook his head as he continued to count out the money.

“Nah, I’m good for now.” Steel said before putting down his fifteenth bundle of money amongst the stack of fifty bills. Circus’s head then floated back over to where his body was and re-attached it to the neck with a soft pop sound.

For the rest of the night each of the young men did their own things, and was basically just resting up after last night and the day prior. Yet while the group was busy doing their own thing, outside the old warehouse looking through one of the many windows that wasn’t boarded up, a scrawny looking person in a black coat then lowered himself from the window and made a dash towards the city. Running through the back allies of the city, and following very vague and strange symbols painted on several building walls and other surfaces, the hooded figure entered one of the abandon underground train stations and followed the tracks.

Several minutes of running through the darken tunnel the person passed through empty cavernous halls and tunnels, until he entered another station but this one was filled with other people. The people in the station were all dressed up in either suits, or normal street clothes and were scattered around the large station, and either were running around or talking to one another, while also moving large crates with fork-lifts and other objects by hand. Some of the people were seated at tables on the far end of the station, masks covering their faces while also messing around with chemicals and other kinds of substances, making whatever kinds of items they were assigned to make. The cloaked figure then ran up a flight of stairs, before stopping in front of a door with two large men in front of it, each holding assault rifles and eyeing the hooded figure.

“I need to talk to the boss.”

The hooded figure said in between breathes. The man on the left reached up to the left side of his face, and fiddled with an intercom and after a few muttered words, the man opened the door and allowed the hooded figure to enter the room. As the hooded figure entered the room he looked around the small room, which gave the hooded figure a mafia vibe as his eyes scanned the room. That’s when the figure spotted the person he was looking for sitting at the sole desk at the right side of the room. the individual was a well-dressed man who appeared to be in his forties or so, with a pair of armed men standing on each of his sides, as well as a women holding a small file holder in her arms. The well-dressed man looked up from the papers in front of him, and looked at the hooded figure as he made his way to the front of the desk.

“Well Samson?” the older man said as he stared at the figure with a firm look.

“They are the one’s boss.” The figure said in a slight nervous tone. “I’m certain they are the people that have been stealing your money, from YOUR banks.” Samson said as he was able to catch his breath. The old man just smiled as he leans back into his chair.

“Then I think it’s about time I have a talk with these youngsters.” The old man said as he stood up from his chair, and made his way to the office’s window and look down at his people working

“Maybe I can persuade them to join me. After all, it’ll be good to have some young blood around…especially those with powers.” The man said in a low voice as his eyes start glowing with a violet hue.