Damien looked at Amy. "Well, that was... unconventional, but hey, whatever works, right?" he turned to face the rest of the group. Anyway, what now? do we continue to my place, or what?"

Seeing the charred remains of the man that had brought upon so much trouble, Kris sighed heavily.Well, at least thats over with. I'll be able to keep going with business as usual. He stood up and moved towards the two that he knew the most, coming up beside Amy."well that was one hell of a light show you put on there." He grinned and looked at Ryan."I hope your thirst for vengeance is satisfied. I just hope it doesn't leave you disturbed, causing people to die usually does that to a person..."He shrugged and turned away from them."Well, now that our common enemy is gone I might as well-"

Kris was cut off when he felt the oh so familiar sense of rippling as before. he was trying to make sense of it all when he heard a scream. Someone else was in trouble? Another super causing trouble? He groaned. Why couldn't the police take care of this crap... and why the hell did he have to do anything about it? Somehow, deep inside, he knew that if this had something to do with supers, the only thing that could be of help were other supers. So himself and the others would have to help. That and all the incidents so far happened in his favorite district in the city. There was no way in hell he'd let things get worse in his playground."Anyone up for finding out what that was all about?" He turned back to face them and grinned.

Leaping from rooftop to rooftop, the costumed heroin traced a route back to the scene of the fight. If the fight had finished, perhaps she'd at least be able to find which way the others had gone. All the supers she'd met had suddenly dissipated, perhaps finding safety in smaller groups than the one she had previously brought together, but now she needed to find them all again. She could account for no-one. Not even Threewords, who had usually followed so obediently.

As she reached the battered ruins that marked the fight she couldn't see anyone still there, save for a few bodies of regulars too stubborn to get away from the fight. It meant that all the supers had survived, including Ray and Terrible. But from her vantage point she couldn't see any of them, concluding they'd run off into an alley at some point just as she had.

Catherine sighed, it seemed that her efforts to unite the supers had been for naught.

Still, it was a minor setback. If she could find them again, hopefully before anything else began to tear the city to pieces, they'd be much better off. And so she set out to find the other supers. She was sure that as soon as one of them used a power she'd be able to see them from a long way away, so she waited for a sign to point her in the correct direction.

Amy froze as the light vanished, and with it, the glow of her skin dimmed and the burning of her pupils faded. After a long moment, as smoke rose calmly from Ray's charred body, she lowered her hand and succumbed to her shaking legs, falling down beside Ryan. She heard him say his thanks, but his voice was far off and distant. Her eyes remained on the smoking corpse, her blue eyes wide and near panic.

"I... I killed someone," she said simply, her lower lip trembling. "I- I never meant..." She felt as though she had climbed down the rabbit hole into Wonderland, where nothing died and everything was permitted. But she had been wrong- the same rules of life still applied. She had meant only to defend her friends and keep them safe, but where was the line between defense and murder? The darkness that Ray had instilled in her mind had been sucked out like poison from a wound, and though it left the light stronger within her mind, the natural darkness of the sin she had committed remained, a guilty thorn in her side.

"Well, that was... unconventional, but hey, whatever works, right?"

"That was one hell of a light show you put on there."

Their words stung, and Amy bit her lip as she forced herself to stand. They didn't just kill a man. They didn't know, did they? Suck it up, Amy...

But there had to be another way-

He was a lunatic. A machine, he would have killed everyone if you didn't do something!

He was a normal person before that. What if he could have been turned back?

As these thoughts raged inside of her head, a scream echoed from not too far away, and the same disturbing shift in space caught her off guard. The fun never stops, does it? she thought dryly. Amy looked down to Ryan, who remained on the ground, still stunned- though there was no doubt he had felt the ripple as well.

"Anyone up for finding out what that was all about?" said Kris, a little too brightly for Amy's taste. She turned to Ryan and held out a hand, her face a little remorseful.

"Only if you're coming," she said.

Ryan felt the ripple again, but this time didn't really care. So much had happened, so much had changed in so short a time, that this little difference seemed minuscule. He took Amy's hand and stood up, then hugged her tightly, gazing at the bones laying only a short distance away. "You didn't kill a man, Amy. You saved three." He pulled away from her slightly to look into her eyes. "You saved us Amy, and no doubt hundreds or even thousands more."Glancing at the bones again, he pulled away from her and walked over to them, staring down at the blackened remains of his former nemesis. Despite the utter hatred and loathing he had felt for the man, he couldn't help but feel a little sadness. Ray had been a person, after all, even if, for Ryan at least, he was the most awful person to ever have walked the earth. His death had been necessary, but it was still a death.

Ryan sighed heavily, then reached down and touched the pavement near the bones. It was still hot enough to cause him pain for a split second before it turned to goo. Then, over the next few slow, deliberate seconds, the cement liquefied around Ray's remains, and swallowed them up. He stood, gazing down at the spot for a few more seconds, feeling his revengeful rage die away. Now he could at least forget, although it would take a lifetime for him to truly forgive.

As he turned back to Amy, he could feel that something had changed in them. This had been their first taste of blood, their "first kill" as it were. They had survived their first battle, and come out victorious, but not unscathed. It was a haunting feeling, really. He felt like he had aged several years in the past day.

He sighed again, truly resigning himself to his new future for the first time. "Yea, I'm coming."

"Well then, lets get going." Kris said, keeping the grin on his face. This wasn't Kris' first brush with death, his own or that of others. When you live on the streets as he did it was bound to happen. This, however, was his first time dealing with a death between superhuman beings and seeing someone become a charred skeleton still left him a little shaken. But he knew that he had to push those thoughts away, deal with them at a more convenient time. Right now, this city might as well be a battleground. Kris felt like there was a war coming. A war that regular people, and even themselves for that matter, knew nothing about.

He felt as though he should keep an eye on Amy though, it looked like she was the most shaken up by Ray's death. It is true that she was the one that burnt him to a crisp but just as Ryan said, she had saved their lives, she had not committed a murder. It also seemed like Ryan was dealing with the after effects of his revenge. With his nemesis gone, Kris hoped that Ryan would be able to move on without any of that wrathful intent he had seemed to have about him.

Kris took the lead, walking towards where he though he had heard the scream. Since they were near the parking garage, it was possible that the scream could have echoed from a long distance away from this place. Knowing that there was only a few exits to this closed off area, he started walking towards an alley that he hoped would bring them towards the screaming.

Damien walked near the front of the group. Amy had saved his life. no way in hell would he let her die while he was around. He got ready to crush anything that had even the remotest desire to hurt his new group. He heard the screams. "what the hell is that thing?" he wondered.

"You guys stay here for a sec..." said Ryan, as they entered the alley. "I'll go see what's up." Without waiting for a response he goo'd into the side of the building to the right.

After about half a minute, his face emerged on the roof six stories up, glancing around quickly to make sure nobody was watching. Satisfied that he was alone, he goo'd the rest of his body up, breathed deeply for a moment to catch breath, then crawled to the edge and peered over. Most of the other buildings nearby weren't as tall, so he had a good view of the surrounding area.

Ryan looked down on a square, bordered on all sides by the buildings. In the square, a woman had been cornered by several men, but even as Ryan watched, the scene changed. From the alleys to one side, there was a blur, suddenly another man appeared, throwing a punch at the first, who took it unflinchingly, then slapped his attacker backhanded so hard he was knocked of his feet several yards.

However, before the two apparent supers had fought any further, a third man appeared, throwing a fireball that smashed into the pair. More supers arrived, pouring out of the surrounding streets. Chaos descended instantaneously....

Ryan watched for several seconds, stunned by what he saw. Then shaking himself and retreating form the edge of the building, he goo'd back down through the roof. The others, undoubtedly, had now heard the ruckus and probably had a fair idea of what was going on, but it would be best to warn them anyway.

He emerged from the wall next to them a few moments later, pausing to catch his breath again. All this liquefying wasn't easy. "It's basically a giant mosh pit of hostile supers down there, I can't tell who's fighting who, or if there even are any sides. Seems like everyone is just going crazy. Don't think there's anything we can do here..." He glanced back in the direction of the square as a loud explosion rang out. "I say we make like a baby and head out."

Amy heaved a sigh, feeling her shoulders droop. "More of us? Why is everyone getting these powers, and now of all times?"

"I say we make like a baby and head out," said Ryan, which provoked a small smile from Amy. She looked around the parking garage before spotting an elevator nearby. "We should take the elevator... We can't keep asking you to 'goo' your way through everything."

Damien looked towards the others. "Should i stop them? I could just change the flow of gravity and Amy could just make me invisible. It would be really easy, and then no-one would blame us."

the sound of chaos and explosions could be heard just before Ryan came back and told them that other supers had just started to fight. at his mention of leaving, Kris nodded. He turned to Amy after she mentioned the elevator."Well, we can try it. But this place isn't used very much so i don't know if the elevator will still be in working order. Its worth a try though."He smiled and started heading towards the elevator. If by any chance the elevator was not functioning, Damien could probably help them get down with his power. Fortunately for them, they had someone that could control gravity.

Mr. terrible lept onto a rooftop overlooking the chaos his eyes unflinching as he stared at the scene in front of him.

"It`s happening again" Mr. terrible muttered to himself knowing exactly what`s happening.

"well if the gods feel they must test us again then so be it, let the chaos reign" Mr. terrible let out a evil sounding laugh before leaping into the fray and smashing supers left and right sending electricity and various other elements through their bodies.

Damien felt a rock hit him in the back. Luckily, he still had his gravity warp on, but it still hurt. He noticed a teenager behind him with rocks and larger boulders levitating around him. Damien crushed the rocks, slamming them into the ground and then slammed the kid into the ground. Damien grav-dashed to the kid and got him into a chokehold "Why the hell are you attacking us?" He snarled, ready to crush the teen's windpipe.

"Damien!" Amy moaned, raising a hand as if to stop him as he moved through the air towards a new teenager. As Damien wrapped his hands around the kids neck, the elevator dinged behind the group, and the thick steel doors slid open heavily.

What on earth is wrong with these people? Her eyes strayed to the side where, through openings in the walls of the parking garage, she could see an array of flying debris and powers. The others hadn't gone this mad with power- so why was everyone else? Was this odd occurrence a coincidence- or a disease?

"Damien," she said softer, looking to the man. She didn't know him as well as the rest of the group, and wasn't prepared to let him kill what might be an innocent and confused teenager. "Let him go," she continued, her hand resting on her hip- right above the holster bearing her gun.

Ryan swiveled on his feet as he heard Damien yelling, the concrete beneath him instantly liquefying and snaking to his left, forming a string of goo in front of Kris, Amy, and himself. As he saw the offending teenager pinned to the ground he relaxed a bit, but didn't let the goo down. The situation was obviously getting more dangerous.

"Let him go." Amy said, her hand moving to her side, just above her gun. Ryan nodded. "Yea, I think she's right man, we need to go. Leave the kid."

ThreeWords:

Whatever you like...

Ray's lifeless corpse was trapped under a layer of solid concrete, the ground under his body collapsing into the basement of the parking garage. He fell along with the rubble into the basement. His arm fracturing as it smashed against the concrete floor sending a shock into his hand, his hand twitched and with that dark energy pulsed once more. A body similar to that of one of his minions appeared around his skeleton, his new eyes opened and he stared into the darkness chuckling to himself. He felt no want to hunt his killers, he was just happy to be alive once more.

Damien sighed. "Don't worry, i'm not gonna kill him. Just gonna make sure he can't kill us." He removed the gravity around his hand and swiftly chopped at the teen's neck with his open hand. The teenager made a "arrrk" sound and fell unconscious. Damien laid him gently on the ground, then checked his heartbeat and his breathing. when Damien was sure the kid was alright, unconscious but not dead, he walked over to the group. "You guys don't have to worry- I'm not a cold-blooded killer." He noticed Amy had her hand above her gun. "Oh yeah, just so you guys know, matter-based projectiles don't really work on me. I'll just slam 'em into the ground."

Yorgmiester:

OOC

Kris sighed after Damien had knocked the teenager out of consciousness."I'm guessing we will be meeting up with more and more of there guys. I don't know why they are going insane and we aren't... I just know we have to get someplace safer than here." he glanced to the elevator and wondered if going down would be a good idea, after all, there were crazy supers down in the streets.

Kris knew they had to look for more help, there must be people around here that know what is going on better than they do. He tried to remember the first fight he had with Ray, thats where he met someone that seemed more experienced with all this... if only he could remember the mans name. Three-something... he sighed heavily and after a while remembered someone that might be able to help. "Hey, anyone of you guys know where Super Girl is? You'd think that she would be trying to help people like us right about now..."

Damien stared at Kris blankly. "Supergirl, who the hell is that? anyway, if she's trying to help supers, then the best way to get her attention is to get high up, then make it look like we get into a fight in the most ostentatious way possible. She comes, we talk, you get what you want. Sound good?"

Amy raised an eyebrow at Damien's suggestion. "Or, I could just be a beacon. We met her earlier, and she saw my power- I think- when I tried to draw that man with the hockey mask away from her." She shuddered ever so slightly at remembering the man, and the fact that, after being distracted by Ray, Amy hadn't had the chance to check and make sure that Supergirl was safe.

"I've used this parking garage multiple times- it continues to go underground a couple of stories and leads into a shopping mall. We can get down there, take a quick route through the underground mall, and pop up from under The Bay main center. The mall will be shut down and locked by now, so we'll have to break in... The Bay store is about nine or ten stories high- tall enough to send a signal, short enough to get down fast in an emergency escape."

She stepped into the elevator, and held her thumb over the button to keep the doors open for the others. "What do you say?"

Ray shifts his head, the glow of his eyes pushing away the natural darkness. The basement of the garage was covered in dust and plants were growing out of the walls, eerie as hell.

"Some psychopathic junkie is probably waiting around a corner ready to shank me" Ray thinks out loud walking to what appeared to be a stairwell. He heard the screams of people outside as they fought in the streets.

way to start the party without me He thinks to himself carefully climbing the stairs, aware that his foes might still be up there.

"Well, breaking into a place isn't so hard. You've got me after all."He gave a smile to Amy and nodded to her plan."It all sounds good."He walked in the elevator after her and waited for the others."C'mon guys, i'd rather not stick around here...."He could hear the clashing begin to intensify. the faster they were out of here, the safer they would be... he hoped.

Ryan followed Amy and Kris into the elevator. Her plan sounded good, as far as it went, but he was worried about attracting more attention then they wanted. With all these supers around, being up high wasn't really any safer. Still, he had no better ideas.

"Well, breaking into a place isn't so hard. You've got me after all." Kris said as they stepped inside. Ryan chuckled. "Braking in to places is overrated. It's much easier to just walk in and walk out."

"Which hopefully, we'll be able to do," Amy said, releasing the button and pressing another. The doors slid shut in front of the group and the elevator sank down into the darkness of the shaft, into hell.

When the elevator opened again, only the lights in the lobby were turned on. A set of stairs to the right ascended toward the street, where daylight shone through clear doors. To the left, a row of glass doors sat locked, barricading the group from the long stretch of shops that were shrouded in darkness.

"We're on the top floor of the mall," she said quietly, finding the silence of the mall unsettling. She walked toward the doors and tugged on the handle- which, predictably, was locked. She turned and looked to Ryan. "What do you think? Can we goo our way in?"

Ryan smiled at Amy and walked up to the door. "Of course." He pressed his hands against the glass, and after a few seconds the area around them goo'd, the area of liquefied glass spreading out to his right. Then it opened up into a hole large enough for someone to step through, and he nodded for them to go through. "There ya go." As they went through he was looking around at the various video cameras mounted on the walls. Not that, after this whole mess, anybody would be in shock that a group of supers broke into a mall...

Watching Ryan work his magic goo power on the door made Kris wonder at the possibilities he would have if he had Ryan's ability. He could be an even better thief, wait, professional item collector. Being able to get rid of doors or all or anything like that would be so amazing.

Above them, the muffled noises of conflict could be heard. Kris recognized the popping sound of gunshots. "Well, the police seem to be getting into this now..."He started to get tense. If the police were going after supers, and if they found the group in the mall, they might attack with little or no warning.

"Just watch your backs, sounds like the police are trying to get rid of some supers. They might not like it if they find us here."He warned the group as he walked through the opening Ryan had made, looking over his shoulder to the elevator.

terrible continued to fight in the massive crowd of supers being able to make a small pile of bodies in the process.

"pathetic weaklings" Mr. terrible turned around and grabbed another super by the neck sending volts of electricity down his body killing him, But suddenly he turned to see a massive force cutting through supers as though they were play things.

"oh a real opponent, this is gonna be fun" Mr. terrible started a charge directly at the behemoth cutting through supers at the same rate trying to put the creature in proverbial game of chicken but neither one of them swerved out of the way both of them collided but instead of flying backwards both of them locked together in a contest of strength mister terrible sending small bolts of lightning from his hands to stop anyone from getting to close.