Legends aren't born! Legends are made! From the humble beginning of those seeking glory, they strive to rise to the occasion to establish their legacy.
Legacies crafted from the ambitions and actions of those extraordinary. Born with powers that exceed the capabilities of mere mortals, everyone is destined for greatness.
Remember, Legends aren't born. Legends are made! However, every legend is different from the other. Every legacy leaves a wake of darkness in its wake or a shining ray of hope. The question is, what type of legend will you be?
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Erik Killmonger had been travelling throughout the states for some time, searching for clues about his father and his origins. In the three years since Erik had decided to take on the mantle of Golden Jaguar and avenge his fathers death he had only managed to uncover that he had been taken out, either by a villan, or a rival or maybe even a hero. As N'Jobu was no ordinary person his murderer must of been quite formidable, At this point Erik had figured he would need to learn more about his father's life and his many connections before he could do anything else. Down in Atlanta, Erik had learned from N'Jobu's weapons dealer that he had carried around a notebook, a diary of sorts that he would write in occasionally. Everything from future events, spur of the moment ideas, and contacts. It was rumored that he kept his diary hidden in a ancient African art piece. Unfortunately after his father had died, Erik was moved around from group home to group home, while the art piece had been restored at a Museum in New York City.
After a few days of planning Erik now walked through Central Park in the city that never sleeps. On his way to the Metropolitan Museum or Art, the Golden Jaguar would look around making sure the coast was clear, before dashing through the alleyway to the back of the building. He wasn't wearing his Golden Jaguar Habit today, as the point of this was to blend in. Wearing a protective chest plate as well as a unique African Mask. Erik would quickly drop to his knees and open up his backpack, he would then reach onto his back and set his spear on the ground. He would remove two bottles of liquor, open them both up and stuff a handkerchief in the opening of the bottles. He would set the handkerchiefs aflame, as he kicked open the door and launched the two Molotov's into the building. Of course, this was simply meant to distract the Museum Staff. Meanwhile, Killmonger would sling his backpack back on as he jumped up onto the building's ledge, in an attempt to scale the building. As Erik arrived to the third floor he would find the art piece almost instantly, it was a unique African sculpture thought to be the deity of mayhem. Killmonger would smash the glass surrounding the sculpture before grabbing it. Killmonger would take a look at the window in front of him, before smiling. He would take a few steps back, before taking a running start. Erik would come crashing out of the window back into Central Park. "Now that's how we do it!"
Post by Herbal Essence on Feb 27, 2018 22:23:41 GMT
Arjuna found himself patrolling around Central Park and the nearby area, the classes at Dawn University had not started up yet, this Arjuna had a lot of free time on his hands. Arjuna technically wasn't allowed to patrol so Arjuna chose to be discrete about his patrolling. Arjuna left his bow in the dorms, a guy carrying a damn near 6-foot bow would more than likely draw a lot of unwanted attention. This left Arjuna unable to use his full power, but this was merely a test for him, being able to handle situations without his bow should be expected from someone of his caliber. Besides, the odds of him coming against a villain strong enough to require his bow was slim, not to mention, the other pro heroes lurking about.
As Arjuna was mid patrol Arjuna heard the sound of glass shattering, much to Arjuna's surprise, there was a man who just jumped through a glass window. Arjuna immediately went into pursuit of the man. It seemed like Arjuna had secured first criminal, while the man seemed to have some sort of armor on, while in the man's hands seemed to be a painting of sorts. It didn't take a genius to piece together the fact that the painting had just been stolen by this man.
Erik Killmonger would smirk as he heard what seemed to a incredibly flamboyant young man approach him. Erik wouldn't waste any time as he could feel the leather book within the sculpture. He had no time to play around with this kid. The fact that he would try to somehow approach Killmonger in attempt to prevent him from escaping? Killmonger simply laughed and ran off, as he looked back to make sure nobody was on his tail. He would see that the young indian boy had somehow managed to keep pace somewhat. "How you running in these tight ass jeans son? You must not have any balls, wearing dem tight ass mufuckas." Killmonger would say, all the while laughing out loud. Killmonger would decide to go to the outskirts of the park. In attempt to avoid making a scene, it was a plot of grass twenty meters by twenty meters in Central Park. As he made it to the middle of the plot of grass, Killmonger would suddenly stop, withdrawing his spear, as he quickly turned and lunged forwards towards Arijuna's chest. "See, I don't want to have to kill you. But you just don't seem to stop. So since you wanna be a hero, you can die a nobody." Should his maneuver follow through as intended, his spear would pierce through Arijuna's chest and would quickly be removed. The blood would come gushing out, as the queer child collapsed to the ground withering in agony... "Mhmm Mhmm."
Post by Herbal Essence on Feb 28, 2018 3:15:36 GMT
As Arjuna ran after the man it appeared the man saw Arjuna, his response was to laugh, it seems this man was really foolish. First, his sloppy escape and now he's underestimating Arjuna. It seems Arjuna really didn't need his bow to beat this man.
Arjuna (thoughts): Good, he's underestimating me. Either he's really powerful and confident in his abilities or he's incredibly stupid, most likely the latter. I won't make the same mistake as him, I'll take him seriously.
Killermonger: How you running in these tight ass jeans son? You must not have any balls, wearing dem tight ass mufuckas.
Not only was this man stupid, but he was apparently legally blind. In what universe were Arjuna's pants jeans.
Arjuna (thoughts): Low IQ and blind, noted.
Not only did he underestimate Arjuna, but he was also giving away his position, his loud laughter only gave more unwanted attention. Surprisingly, his laughter didn't draw anyone else's attention as the man lead Arjuna to an open plot of grass in Central Park.
Killermonger: See, I don't want to have to kill you. But you just don't seem to stop. So since you wanna be a hero, you can die a nobody.
Big words from the low-class villain with the lower-class breath. The villain was wearing a mask, but that didn't stop the stench of his breath from piercing through his mask, and ultimately assaulting Arjuna's nose. If anything, the villain would at least manage to assult Arjuna's sense of smell. The man at this point had lunged at Arjuna, the man didn't even test to see what quirk hos foe had and that would be his downfall. Arjuna was completely still but as the man reached 0.5m away from Arjuna he opened his mouth like he was about to speak, the result would be a flame dagger released from the Arjuna's mouth (Agni's blessing). The spear would hope to pierce the man's abdomen before an outwards fiery explosion would take place. At this point, Arjuna didn't care about the painting, the man just needed to be put down.Words: 352
As Killmonger shouted at the man, yelling his insults all the while laughing. The boisterous spear man would lunge forwards, it seemed as though the young boy had no intention of stopping him. He would simply open his mouth releasing what seemed to be a dagger composed of flames. Erik would smile, so the young man not only possessed a quirk. But he possessed a combat quirk. At this point Erik would completely halt his movement. The dagger would clash against the chest plate burning through it and knocking Erik back. The damage from the dagger would quickly be healed as a result of Erik's regeneration. But the push back would cause Erik to stagger backwards. With the distance between Arjuna and Killmonger now extended by some bit, Killmonger would reholster his spear. He had a few question for the young man, his abilities peaked Erik's interest. Not only that but for some reason he had chased Killmonger. Granted Killmonger had attempted to kill Arjuna, but seeing as how Erik just took a flame dagger to the chest. The two could let bygones be bygones.
"So.. What are you? What's your name? Your quirk is cool that's for sure.. What is it then? Can you just breathe fire. Why don't you give me a little display."
Arjuna watched as the man's laughing had ceased. The man had gotten struck with the flame dagger and was thrown backward as a result. It seems the man really was as reckless as Arjuna thought. As the man got up Arjuna noticed something, the man's damage was healing. It seemed that this man was reckless for a reason, this man possessed a regeneration quirk. This would make it hard for someone to put him down, maybe this man wasn't as dumb as he thought. Granted, this man was still stupid, someone could easily have a quirk negate his quirk and one shot him. The man got up and started talking to Arjuna. It seemed Arjuna knocked some sense into him and the man turned timid mode on.
Killmonger: So.. What are you? What's your name? Your quirk is cool that's for sure.. What is it then? Can you just breathe fire. Why don't you give me a little display.
Arjuna: Normally I wouldn't answer this, but everyone is going to know me real soon. My name is Arjuna, as for my quirk...Well, I thought that would be obvious. But you may not have been able to keep up with the last attack.
Arjuna created a small fireball in his hand for the man to see.
Arjuna: Catch.
Arjuna flicked the fireball towards the man. The man said he wanted a display so Arjuna gave him one.Words: 237
Killmonger would watch in anticipation as his questions began to register for Arjuna. Judging just from his reaction to Killmonger tanking the attack, Erik was able to draw a few things. For one, the young man was confident in his abilities, just a smidge away from arrogance. It seemed as though he appreciated the compliment Erik had given, although it was completely a lie simply meant to buy time. It wasn't as if Erik were worried about the boy, but rather drawing attention to him and the sculpture. Even if he were able to defeat the boy, should more heroes or the authorities arrive, he would really be in a jam.
"Normally I wouldn't answer this, but everyone is going to know me real soon. My name is Arjuna, as for my quirk...Well, I thought that would be obvious. But you may not have been able to keep up with the last attack."
Just then, as Erik was about to introduce himself it seemed as though the man had the ability to create constructs and what not from fire. It wasn't just limited to his breath. Erik, just as the man began to create the ball of fire, and move his arm forward. The Golden Jaguar would grab his sculpture and dip.
Arjuna had just explained his power to the man. He thought his power was obvious but the bad breathed rouge seemed to be a bit slow. It seemed like the man was analyzing his power, maybe the man wanted to fight? Nah, the man wanted no smoke with Arjuna. After sending out the fireball Arjuna waited for the man's reaction, he was ready for anything the man wanted to pull.
Killmonger: I'd love to talk but I gotta dash!
Arjuna (thoughts): This bitch ass sway.
The man had the nerve to run away, this angered Arjuna. This made Arjuna soo mad to the point he thought something out of character. In response, Arjuna released a stream of flame with his already outstretched hand. Arjuna immediately ran into the pursuit of the bad breathed bandit.
Arjuna: If I was as weak as you I would run as well! Imagine your only power is that you're a self-repairing human punching bag. At least make this fun for me.
Arjuna was letting his 'black' persona, Arjuna was having fun but he was also trying to anger the man. Making him angry would cause him to make even more mistakes. Arjuna almost found the thought of his man making more mistakes was comical.Words: 211
"If I was as weak as you I would run as well! Imagine your only power is that you're a self-repairing human punching bag. At least make this fun for me."
Killmonger was tempted to turn around and smack the fruit loop Indian boy up, but he had to get his fathers notebook from within the sculpture. Killmonger would look back to see if the young man were able to keep up. Ever since Killmonger had engaged this man, he could feel himself getting stronger, faster... his senses were enhanced beyond their normal capabilities. Thanks to his combat empowerment ability, should he want he could easily embarrass the aspiring hero. But Alas, today was not the day for such things. As Arjuna chased Erik, he would begin to release what seemed to be a stream of flames from his palm towards the Golden Jaguar as he ran deeper into Central Park. Erik smirked, he would test Arjuna's control. As Erik ran forward trying to outrun the flames for the mean time, he would find exactly what he was looking for in the form of a dog trolling through the park. Erik would grab him by the back of his collar, and send him flying back towards the flames Arjuna was releasing from his palms. If Arjuna truly were a hero he would stop immediately.
Arjuna was pursuing the bad breathed individual and as the chase intensified, Arjuna saw the bad breathed individual reach for reach for something, the man grabbed a nearby dog that was strolling in the park. The man actually threw the dog into the way of the stream of fire Arjuna shot, the pup came from nowhere and Arjuna didn't have any way to stop the fire, I guess this is it for the pup. Arjuna watched as the dog his the stream and a fiery explosion took place.
Arjuna (thoughts): I hope PETA doesn't find this out, that would be bad.
Arjuna had no time to stop for the dead dog as he charged through the wild flames his quirk created, this was possible due to Arjuna being immune to his quirk. As he ran through the fire the bad breathed fiend opened his lips to talk some more hot shit to Arjuna.
Killmonger: You really are annoying aren't you fruit loop.
Arjuna's one wish was for the man to just shut his mouth. His breath once again assaulted Arjuna's nose, like how? He was wearing a mask and was running away from Arjuna...Yet...Yet the breath was still hitting Arjuna like a haymaker. Arjuna raised his arm in the sky and released a flame arrow, the arrow was fired so it'd land right in front of the bad breathed fiend. The Flame Arrow would land in front of the man and explode.Words: 245
Killmonger watched in total shock, as the dog yelped just before it slammed into the stream of flames that Arjuna had released from his palms. Two things were made clear from the expression plastered across Arjuna's face. One, that he had not expected Erik to throw a whole ass dog towards his fire, and two that he really didn't give a fuck. As the dog collided with the stream the flames instantly combusted. "WOW... you really just killed that dog man, you ain't shit man. How the fuck can you call yourself a hero out here barbecuing dogs." Killmonger said as he shaked his head in disappointment. The explosion would result in the dog being badly wounded if not dead. Erik would nod his head as hie ran forward into the park. As Killmonger approached some trees, he would use his spear to cut them clean horizontally. He would perform a single 360 spin, causing the two trees to fall towards Arjuna and his arrows. The trees would serve not only to intercept the arrows but also to slam into Arjuna.
As he performed the fluid spin move, he would continue running away from Arjuna as he shouted, "TIMBERRRRR... punk bitch."
As the stream of fire connected with the dog the fiend known as Erik Killmonger was seemingly shocked at what had just transpired. I don't know why the man was so surprised? It's not like Arjuna could control the fire after it went out... if anything the foul mouth villain was the fucked up one for throwing the dog in the first place.
Erik Killmonger: WOW... you really just killed that dog man, you ain't shit man. How the fuck can you call yourself a hero out here barbecuing dogs.
Arjuna was perplexed. He was the one who threw the dog at the stream of fire, it was his fault that the dog just got turned into Chinese barbeque. The man had the nerve to shake his head in disappointment, at this point Arjuna seriously considered killing this man...At this point, Arjuna wondered if he had the patience to be a hero. Arjuna just might clap someone along the line, he needed to be careful. The man ran between some trees before cutting them down, the result would be that two trees were cut down and sent at Arjuna.
Erik Killmonger: TIMBERRRRR... punk bitch.
Arjuna watched as the arrow collided with the trees.
Arjuna: You should become a track athlete, not a thief with all the running you're doing.
Arjuna continued to pursue the man on foot.Words: 228
Erik smirked after having cut down the two trees, the motion itself was beautiful. It was one fluid motion that would result in the two good sized trees to fall down onto Arjuna. Killmonger however did not expect the trees to kill the man, of course not. In fact the power of the arrows alone were able to obliterate the tree. Erik smiled, he had been testing Arjuna's abilities all this time. He had gathered a few things from these tests that he had run. For one, Arjuna was able to create constructs of flames from anywhere on his body, these flame constructs also combusted upon contact with a physical entity. Arjuna himself was immune to his own abilities, as made evident by him running through his own flames created by the arrows he had just launched. Arjuna also was able to control his flames after releasing them, this was made clear after he threw the dog at the boy. He would somehow have to make use of that later, but for now he would try one more test.
As he ran through Central Park, he could see his destination in the distance and smiled. A somewhat large pond that surrounded by flowers and small amphibians. Erik would jump into the center of the pond, swinging his spear around to whip a plethora of water around back towards Arjuna. He wanted to know how his abilities worked with water.
The bad breath bandit seemed to be proud of his little stunt with the trees, Arjuna didn't know why at this point, the action didn't even slow down Arjuna in the slightest. It seemed like the man was testing Arjuna's quirk and was trying to analyze him and at this point, he didn't know why since Arjuna had already told the man about his quirk. The whole cat and mouse chase was getting old, it seems like this villain had no backbone at this point. Arjuna knew this man was a bum so he couldn't be this annoyed at the man, if he were that weak Arjuna might have run as well. The man continued his marathon until he reached a lake. It seemed like the man must have gotten hot from their little run since he jumped into the lake.
Erik Killmonger: You look thirsty, heres some water !
Yup, this man was desperate. The man had just flung some pond water at Arjuna, this man clearly had no way to beat Arjuna. In response, Arjuna use his weakest flame to form a wall to block the water and everything in his path, Arjuna was tired of this.
Killmonger would laugh as he launched the water towards Arjuna. It seemed as though for some reason this man thought Erik was serious for some reason. As if the Golden Jaguar were incapable of decapitating the young man with a single blow. He pondered whether he should keep playing the role of worthless buffon. He had learned everything he had wanted to learn at this point. His quirk was rather simple, but versatile but it was nothing compared to the power of both Erik's regeneration and combat empowerment. He was the perfect soldier, the perfect weapon. It seemed useless to continue allowing the child to live. Even if he seemed to be eating it up, his superiority complex blinding him from the truth. Erik would watch as Arjuna released a worthless wall of flames towards Killmonger. The ruthless mercenary would run forwards towards his adversary, kicking off his legs to propel him above the Indian boy. His movements and stance now seeming much more refined that that of his movements earlier. After battling, and playing around with Arjuna, Erik's abilities, especially his speed would be enhanced incredibly. As he launched himself above Arjuna, like a Jaguar pursuing it's prey. Erik would trust his spear forwards towards Arjuna's head in an attempt to pierce through his skull and end his life..
"I'm done playing games."
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