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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Lucas Manor is considered almost a myth. Almost no one has been able to find it, and the people who reside there are criminals. The Symbol of Peace has always gone out to search and could never locate it. This is because of Frank Lucas. Being one of the top two strongest villians, realized he could not keep his family safe in the real world. Frank had his daughter Jamilla hide the manor inside her shadows using his power created a pocket reality inside the pocket dimension, effectively keeping it from being reached by anyone.
Basement The Basement is the largest space in the manor, being composed of two different parts. One half of the basement is the treasure rooms, which consist of a multitude of relics and spoils collected over the course of 30 years of reign. The other half is underdeveloped and consists of nothing more than support beams and pillars that hold the manor up.
First Floor The First floor leads right to the courtyard in front of the house. It features four major rooms. The Archives - The Archives holds and stores records of all of Lucas Family history and history of almost every registered Hero in the Association and files on almost all fang organization transaction. Their extensive spy network affords them all of these files. It resembles a basic library. The Kitchen - The Kitchen is massive, resembling a restaurant kitchen with several chefs and waiters. The Dining Room - The Dining area was a large room located on the first floor. It had large windows with bright curtains. It was decorated to appear like an outdoor garden, with a cloudy wallpaper, plants, rose archs, and gazebos. In the center was a huge dining room with 27 seats in a circular pattern. The Lobby - The Lobby was very basic in it's design
Second Floor - Locked Currently
Courtyard The Courtyard is a massive space in front of the manor, basically being a grassy plain with a waterfall in the center of it.
Inside the illustrious Lucas family, in the basement of the treasure rooms, there was a very specific room consisting of just darkness. The room vaguely resembled a padded cell in a mental asylum. Chains of Darkness wrapped around their body like straitjackets, with such strength that they were completely immobilized. They were chained attached to the walls, keeping them mounted on the walls. At the very center of the room, sitting on a throne made of shadows, was a dark-skinned young woman with a mohawk and standing behind her was Jamilla.
"So...these are the prisoners of war?" The Dark skinned woman asked Jamilla.
"Indeed, mother and father instructed me to leave them to you...after father greets the guest, he is going to come down to talk to them himself."
"Any word on Tony or Xuebei's condition?"
"The Dread Doctor's are working on them, they should be alright. Regardless, I have work to do, I'll see you later."
Jamilla said as she turned and walked out of the room, leaving the young girl to guard the prisoners.
Meanwhile, a level above the basement in the courtyard, the scenario was almost the exact opposite. The Courtyard was vibrant with energy as several people from the Lucas Family were there, celebrating their most recent victory. Frank Lucas had 5 brothers, and he had several dozen nieces and nephews, all of whom were having a great time in the courtyard. It was a great time, there was a grill, soul music, and laughter.
Near the doors to the first floor right by the courtyard, Zel Lucas watched with a slight smirk on his face as he saw his hard work paid off. Around him were the three biggest helpers during the Botanic Garden event, that being Koren, Gaunter and Naomi. His smirk turned back into a serious tone as he got back to business, turning to address the people before him.
"So, what is your choice? Will you be joining us? We've invited you to our home and shown you hospitality, I'd hate to have to remove you from the property permanently...Not only that...you still have Leona in your possession."
Elsewhere, in the basement treasure room, a loud bang could be heard as someone landed on the ground in a pile of diamond and treasures.
Gaunter looked around with a start, the scene was unusual to him and everything had happened so quickly. It seemed only moments ago he had cast the hero in his illusions, the darkness attacked the hero again and again until suddenly the illusion had broken as one of the Lucas family launched the man skyward never to return to the earth. It was quite a sight to behold for sure. Gaunter had smirked assured of victory as his comrade Naomi sealed Leona inside her dimension. Things had proceeded exactly as he envisioned with the villains winning the day.
Now he was here surrounded by happy faces, being offered wealth and power. It was a good offer, Gaunter would be a fool to refuse of course. Thus he would not. Speaking in a relaxed and soft voice as though he was very happy.
"Absolutely, I would be more than happy to join your organization."
Flash back a few days before Alas, the mission was a complete success in the books of the Lucas Family – but unfortunately Naomi wasn’t as lucky as the cross mix between Tony’s and her made left her in a coma but was rescued somehow. After the events, she found herself awoke in a small room it was filled with the sweet smell of roses and other lovely flowers. Sitting across the room was an unfamiliar face, as Naomi rose up from her slumped body structure. She ached, as an audible sigh of pain slipped through her mouth. The nurse whom had been attending to her came to her aid, as she holds her up properly.
You’re very lucky to have survived Master Tony’s attack, it took a while to revive you but lucky us to have such strong healers in the family. You should have their gratitude. she said, as Naomi simply rolled her eyes and stared out the window. Her near death experience was something she didn’t like nor condoned but alas this was her intentions after all. To get closer to this family in order to even spread the Blackthorn Family fame.
Current time
Naomi stood in the court yard with the users, her arms fold along with the other gear on her. She heard the person who spoke to her. She felt her neck, as there was a visible scar there due to the incident that had occurred. He saved her too, so she was in no position to deny the invitation. “Well I don’t have much of a say in the matter. You all saved my life, evem though I had already planned to join your family…though in a more, ceremonial way. The unison of one the family’s children with one of the Blackthorn families very own. This however…I don’t mind it too, it will work for now until maybe can get things settled out. Consider it accepted.” Naomi said as she was now officially in the family.
Koren waited patiently in the courtyard, as the emergency doctors rushed tony and the rest away. It was all pandmonium for a while, before it all settled down. The trio were left for a while, before being summoned back by Zel. When he did summon them, it was as expected, a gesture of union, however, as useful as this union would be, Koren had other plans, but he had to keep them secret, as, walking up to Zel, Koren spoke in a low tone.
Zel, if possible, i'd like to talk to you alone, i have a plan, but the less people that know, the better.
As Derek Matthews came too, he would find himself next to two others. He would try to find his way to his feet, just to come to the realization that he was restrained. Pitch black chains were coiled around his body, the same for the two men besides him. The last thing he remembered was falling into a hole, and everything else was erased. As Derek took another look he would see the little peanut headed alien that had attempted to rob the bank a few weeks ago, but his attention soon drifted away. As he looked around the room, he seemed to be in what looked like a padded cell. Derek had watched movies when he was younger about cannibals chaining their prey up and attaching them to walls in rooms like this, until it was feasting time. Just the thought put Nova's neck hairs on end. The room itself was pretty dark, but he could see in the center of the room what seemed to be a dark-skinned woman with a mohawk.. If Derek wanted to get out of this prison he would have to engage the woman in conversation. But what would he say, he was restrained, and for some reason still alive. Which meant that the Lucas Family had some use for him, which meant he had leverage. On the other hand, it didn't seem as though that would help him in escaping in the least at the moment. He would have to acquire the woman's trust, which would obviously be no easy task, but the master of words that Derek was it shouldn't be too hard to accomplish. He would feign ignorance to gather information, and slowly transition to a more level-headed demeanor. He only needed answers for now, that much would suffice him. He would try to turn his neck, to no avail as he was completely and totally immobilized... "Wh..where am I? Wh..who who are you?" Derek would say in a bewildered tone. It was important to sound as weak and non-threatening as possible in order to catch her with her guard down. If she had no reason to be threatened then she had no reason to with-hold secrets, especially with them restrained.
Post by Big News Gecko on May 22, 2018 20:13:37 GMT
The night sky roared as lighting struck and the thunderous claps rang all over. Though the flashes, the only thing that could be seen is a dirt path that led up to this summit and a silhouette slowly climbing. At the summit of the pathway was a being. His presence was one that seemed to exponentially grow as the silhouette closed the distance. Unaware of what its identity was, it seemed to mysteriously track the silhouette. Every feature was unable to be distinguished, yet the vibe spewed from that area captivated the silhouette. It felt like a part of the silhouette’s existence belonged there. It worried the climbing individual for the anger and evil that exerted seemed nature.
As the silhouette reached his hand out towards the being, it would invoke the environment to become pass chaotic. The sky turned read, the lighting turned into screeching yells. All of this was enough to wake Arthur up from his sleep. Rapidly sitting up, the prince was quickly reminded of his injuries. Taped up around the abdomen, Arthur could not help but grab at that area – as if he could sooth it somehow. As he calmed down, the prince looked around. It was dark, nigh-empty and decrepit. He wasn’t alone, in fact he recognized two people. One was a classmate, although the two never spoke to one another. The other was that creature!
“Thy shall avenge the life that animal stolen!”
Arthur would think this as he tried to recover his thoughts. He knew why he was angered upon seeing the creature, but he was still unsure how he lived from the ordeal.
Darkness. Its endless void of palpable chaos exacerbated by the hopelessness of its deafening winds. Theirs a dirge befitting of the distortions rendered to time-space that chilled all brittle to the touch. These were the conditions which welcomed the emissary of the Fang. M'sondaa's bones ached under the might of the ferocity which engulfed him. Yet, he was denied the pleasure of comfort, his nimble body hurled through one dimension to another. A loud bang would resound as the African alighted on his destination; The Lucas Manor. Following his unspectacular exploits as Nox at Leona's abduction, the budding villain wished nothing more than rest. However, when the cry of the Fang beckons none may defy. One of its Generals (his superior) had deduced his identity and tasked him the another role.
On account of the mind-boggling powers this clan wielded, he understood this role was nothing short of a date with the devil. Outnumbered and outmatched, the steadfast M'sondaa, no longer disguised as Nox, rose to his feet and scanned the vicinity. Attuning his electromagnetic sight he deduced this was the lowest level. Sprawled around him was history; artifacts from various eras and civilizations. However, what piqued his interest was the construction elements that stood unfinished on the East. Of which some seemed to support the very structure of the building. Rising to his feet M'sondaa would elevate to the ceiling, blending with its low lit ambiance and glide East. His speed blinding but cautious. Each passing minute drawing him closer to the support beams. All was well until from the corner of his eye he sees a familiar token. "Is that...."
After the assault on the Heroes had ended successfully, well Alien assumed it was successful. He found himself imprisoned along with three other individuals. One of these prisoners he was familiar with. Arthur the young hero who had far more potential than the majority of individuals he had encountered in the battle. His body was definitely beaten, but time heals all wounds, it wasn’t obvious that he had been in a few big battles, even one where it was two against one. Alien was no push over, the battle was hard fought, but he won in the end. The current situation seemed to be the biggest issue, he was not confined against his will.
Chains acted in order to restrict his movement, although these chains held no special properties, they did not stop his quirk. His captives, must have been idiots, but he decided to play along and enjoy the show. He didn't know why they wanted him, but maybe it was for Ranger.
Alien closed his eyes, entering his self conscious. There he would be greeted, by the man known as Ranger.
“Ranger?” Alien asked, his tone was rather stern.
“What do you want?” Of course the other replied nonchalantly, looking into the abyss that lived within Alien.
“Are they after you?” Alien approached, than standing beside them. Both looking into the black.
“Most Likely.”
“You do more harm than good than. Although I can't just get rid of you, so looks like your problems are mine also.”
Zel Lucas smirked as he noted that it seemed everyone was committed to the Lucas family. They had a bright future inside the ranks of the family. Regardless, Zel pointed to a very long table in the middle of the courtyard that hosted several dozen seats that everyone in the family began to gather to.
"The feast is starting soon, you'll get to meet my brother, Frank. He is coming out to bless the food, you guys can go mingle, meet some more family members and get ready for the feast."
He said, gesturing the new members to get acquainted with the family. Just then, there was a massive howl that began to shake the house itself. It was almost as if the sky was screaming out for joy and the ground began to shake.
"Frank..." Zel whispered under his breath as Koren approached him and asked if he wanted to hear a special plan.
"Go ahead...Koren was it? I'm interested in your plan."
Siyanne, the youngest daughter of Frank Lucas stood up as all of the prisoners started to regain consciousness. It was interesting and she definitely wanted to toy with her enemies, but she had orders to do otherwise. Just then, a massive howl began to violently shake the entire room. As soon as they all woke up, one of them began to talk, the darkroom began to shift. It was no longer just darkness, but the stars and solar winds could be seen forming. It was almost as if they were floating in the void of space.
"Hehehehe, looks like mother is here!"
Just then, a voice in all of their connected each other. No one else was physically present in the room except for the four. Immediately, the voice began to address them.
"Good evening gentlemen and long time no see...RANGER! It was arrogant of you to think you could betray us and escape alive! Regardless, your execution will be dealt with later along with the boy who tried to free Leona. I'm more interested in the boy who stood up to Jamilla and won the affection! Searching more for your soul, I saw your countries rich heritage. Join us and let the Lucas family put Camelot under our protection!"
Mistress Soul said with a very demanding tone. She had no actual use for Camelot other than the royal family and using the actual land as a major human trafficking humans. Despite her husband, Frank, leading the family, Mistress X controlled alot from the insides.
Accepting the invite to talk to the others, Naomi would proceed to walk away but took a moment to pause – as she remembered something important. As this happens, she would open a door underneath herself and within a moment’s notice she would open another, tossing Leona out from her dimension as the wounded hero landed on the ground. “There, she’s yours now.” she said as she walked away in order to allow Zel and company to handle the Hero – once she had don’t this she would approach the straw hat sister. Her name…Jamilia was it? She remembered observing her power from her dimension as well, it seems she had similar space altering ability. “Hello! It’s nice to meet you…sister? Forgive me if Im over stepping some boundaries with such an introduction. However, your powers…they are like mine, the ability to go to another dimension. Maybe we can be a team?”
Flash Step Quirk: Portal Jump Rank: E Experience Points: 5 Type: Defense, Supplementary Range: Close Damage: N/A Description: Flash Step allows Naomi to quickly open a door near her, in which she moves from the current dimension and into her own personal dimension, allowing her to avoid attacks completely by shutting it closed after entering or as a means of travel by opening another door near by. She can remain in her dimension for as long as she needs as she can still observe the outside dimension. The doors size can be up to five meters wide though doesn't really need to be that big.
Drawbacks: Contributes to the overuse outlined in Beyond the Boundary.
Last Edit: May 24, 2018 3:05:20 GMT by Nightingale
Post by Big News Gecko on May 24, 2018 4:08:01 GMT
This woman, her poise. Her presence exerted confidence, intimidation. Even elegance, the prince was reluctant to note. Despite these mixed impressions, the woman proved to be very direct – forthcoming in her desire. Arthur was no fool. A stranger lending an offering hand to protecting a kingdom of people they were not acquainted off. Such proposal would fare nothing more than a farce. A cheap tactic to usurp the kingdom from its land and power. Even if the offer was sincere, the prince was not keen to signing the kingdom over to some stranger.
Nonetheless, rejecting this woman’s offer would not fare well. Arthur remembered the last time he was conscious, he was protecting a woman from another. There were a few other individuals that the prince did not care to distinguish, but one thing was clear. That moment, the area felt extremely hostile. Arthur felt completely different then. The atmosphere was a bit hazy, but ultimately docile. Dawn University was not dedicated to just combat training. Much like what this land calls officers, they had to undergo training for situational awareness. Arthur made sure to sit up, mustering some of his recovered energy.
“May I ask my lady. How have you heard of Camelot? Our land’s reputation does not stretch to thy land.”
Zel was willing to hear Korens plan, but Koren himself was not so keen to let others know. Off to the side courtyard, Koren gestured with his head, to walk Zel over away from the feast, into the shadows where no one could see him. As the two blended into the darkness, Koren carefully removed his hood, revealing short unkempt black hair. With his right hand, Koren would grip his mask, and remove it, sliding it into his robe. Under his mask, a young fdace, scarred from battle, with two opposite colored eyes, orange and grey, and a few piercings, adorned Korens face. Showing Zel his face, was Korens way of showing Zel he trusted him to help with his plan, and Koren made well sure to speak that fact.
Zel, you're now one of 4 people in this world to have seen my face, this is my way of showing my trust in you.
Koren would pause briefly, looking around to make sure no one was near, to hear his planned was not so much that no one could know, but the more people that believed it, the better.
As iv'e joined the Lucas family, i can't help but feel a strong urge to want to kill those who almost ruined it all, the fang. Im sure you've got one of the prisoners, but they have larger numbers. I want to kill them, i don't like those who favor personal gain over a greater goal, and really, they need to go. However, finding them, might be hard, which is where my plan comes in. The setting here is perfect, plenty of witnesses to see my betrayal of your family. My plan is quite simple. Here and now, i will attack you. You'll then, restrain me, and have me "locked up". The other new members will see this, as will the rest of the family. The plan is to spread the word, that i betrayed you, and am a prisoner of yours. In the meantime, id like you to pick someone in your family you trust(Zed X as this ties into my mentoring) to train me in secret, away from the family household, preferably. Also somewhere i can actually venture out on my own under a different guise. Being masked has many benefits, as does no one from fang truly knowing my quirk. I'll need to build up a name for myself in hiding, while also training, and lure the fang into letting me join their ranks. From there, i'll learn from them, join them and then, when the time is right, we crush them for their betrayal. Of coarse, the less people that know the better, as if they truly believe it, then the rumors they spread will be no lie. How does that sound?
Gaunter simply sat around surveying the room as the woman strolled in addressing the captives and recruits alike. He couldn't help but feel something wasn't right. He couldn't quite put his finger on what but perhaps some meditation would solve that. He had always had an uncanny talent for predicting the patterns of future events.
As the surroundings began to bend, Alien was unsure just what was happening, but the entity known as Ranger seemed to know exactly what was happening. He did not bother to inform Alien, instead he insisted on ignoring the voice. He didn't care much for the situation. Did Ranger already give up on escaping this place Alien laughed. The sensation of a near death experience always seemed to excite him, maybe this would be far more entertaining than he thought.
ooc:Busy week sorry, but had to get this out quick.
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