Prologue: Welcome to Capital City! [COMPLETED]

[Hasabushi]

Date:  September, 15  2021
Time: 8:00AM
Location: Eastern Seaboard, Capital City

Narrator: Welcome to Capital City, the home of every aspiring hero!
Today is a day seemingly like any other. Normal people bustle to and fro as they head to their jobs, schools or morning leisure activities, and it?s because of those that aren?t normal that they believe they can do so.
You arrived recently having been discovered by the hero scouts or as they are more readily known  ?The Assessors?.   
You realize now that truly your life has changed, from what it was to what it will become, be it fate or a chosen life path. You know have a deeper understanding of how unrelentingly special you are. It seems as though you have quite a few surprises in store.

What you see:
You are standing in a white room, with several others who joined you. Each occupant appears to be, in turn, demonstrating their power to hooded figures, that you you occasionally get glimpses of masks and curled lips as they hold a holo-tablet in hand, their fingers tracing out intricate movements across its surface.
?Next?? a voice bellows, almost like the sound of an angry animal.

You see a young woman step forward, her face is hidden by a red hood, she says nothing but simply motions with her hand, a single flame appears in her palm, she shapes it with her other hand forming a sword, she then grasps it. The blade immediately hardens in her hand.

?Interesting?, the figure notes something down on the pad.    
He stares at you as you are the next in line, ?Next??
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[Mysticsage]

Seth was a wreak he had been forced to maintain his strengthening spell for multiple hours just simply standing and waiting for his turn in front of the infamous "assessors". His legs were killing him and he imagined this is what it felt like for a solider with there knees locked on inspection and told not to move. He couldn't show his pain however any sign of weakness might ruin his only chance to become a legitimate hero. As he ever achingly moved into position and all eyes turned on him at once he gulped.

It had been six months since he had donned his costume and become a vigilante working without a team or a license. Mostly he stayed away from places in the city where he knew there was a large presence of other meta humans sticking to back streets and small crime in order to cut his teeth. There was enough on the news about strange evils and psychotic super villains popping up out of the dark for Seth to now he was happy staying in the small time. He was a high school student to begin with and had enough baggage in his life already he didn't need  to worry about saving people who formed a twisted attachment to him and wanted to find the most creative way of hurting him while he rules the world.

But then fate did seem to a really sick sense of humor. The mysterious assessors had found him. The assessors were by far a strange group no information was prevalent about them. Only on the shady conspiracy chat rooms Seth had begun to watch were they even talked about. They seemed to appear out of thin air along the time of the first major wave of meta humans. A group which is not directly affiliated with any government or organization they were the keepers of balance in this new world and hold allegiance only to themselves. They never up to this point got in the middle of a fight however preferring the shadows and being observers. The governments of the world relied on them heavily although they would never admit it for a great deal including the certification and evaluation of fledgling meta humans like himself even though he relied on magic.

So here he stood being judged unable to even see the faces of those waiting to see what he could do but he had a sneaking suspicion that they already knew what he was capable of. Without saying a word he allowed some of his mana to pool inside him he would have to make it quick before he collapsed. Using that final reserve his hands began to glow with a violative mystic energy. Maintaining it for a moment for effect he then let it move around him making the air go thick like a mirage in the desert. Letting his power fall away he said "To do more then this at the moment I'd need to use some sort of incantation or ritual."
The statement was not a lie but, he doubt even if he had anything prepared that he would have enough left to do it. He took a shaky breath as he started feeling his head swim unsure of what to do next.

[Manzokushi]

Jin?s day started like any other. He got up early practiced, practiced more, and left for school. The day was more or less a regular day. The classes at this particular period were not too difficult to follow. Inspiration took root as Jin marveled over the clouds just outside the classroom window. With pen in hand he began to write a small script for the next part in his latest comic book adventure. The adventures as of late had been loosely based on his vigilante activities with obvious references removed. At the middle of the day he chose to ditch school, not a hard feat for a guy who can turn into air after all. But what he had not anticipated were the two men dressed in suits with a very serious look on their faces. A quick shot from a tazer from behind was all it took. He had ditched these particular tails a number of times over the past few months. He would pick today of all days to let down his guard.

He awoke to the sound of people muttering and shuffling around the room. All those present were dressed in various costumes. Jin took the time to look around noticing he also wore his outfit. Well how about that not only did they knock me out but had the decency to dress me too. I would have to remember to make those fellas a card. Not speaking to anyone in particular, ?Hey what you all in here for? Oh same as me it would seem right place, wrong time??

No one seemed to pay him any mind and it was not long before Jin grasped what was going on here. Oh boy a hero selection a chance to no longer be just a fan boy side liner. He continued to chuckle to himself wondering how in the world he had ended up here. His eyes were particularly red today due to nightmares that were certainly to blame for a lowered guard for sure. Grandfather would be very disappointed. The hours passed and eventually it was his turn. One particular suit looked him in the eyes and with a knowing grin, revealed the handle to a particularly nasty tazer. ?Well I suppose it?s time from my audition hope that I don?t forget my lines, you know stage fright and all.?

Jin walked into the room, and began to draw the air molecules near his body tighter, compacting and compressing, adding with them a torrent flow that centered at the palm of his hand. He held out a small cyclone for all to see barely a foot tall with small reaching currents. Any loose papers in the room began to shuffle as he smiled allowing the torrent to grow. ?Oh right this was just a friendly greeting I do apologize, Specter?s the name and well yeah thanks for playing.? The torrent dissipates as he leaves the room filled with regret over being caught in the first place.

[Babalover80]

As Odies system started up for the first time it was a curious situation.  He didn't quite understand why the men in white suits were jumping back in shock.  He didn't quite register that their faces were showing a mixture of fear and anticipation.  All he knew what that his mission had finally begun. 
   
   "Who are you?", asked one of the men in the suits.  Odie payed no attention to the man as he had already begun the process of trying to figure out when and where he was. After thirty minutes the men in the room began to get nervous because to them it looked as if Odie had not moved another inch after standing up that first time.  All they saw were the  lights flashing in his eyes as he ran countless algorithms and attempted to apply numerous equations in order to pinpoint his location in the multi-verse. But something was not working right. 
   
   The MAIN HARD DRIVE was supposed to be immediately accessible to all Oddyseus units immediately upon dispatch to alternate realities but it seemed that upon the initial boot up process there were a couple of glitches that would require some time to self diagnose and repair.  This was unfortunate as he was hoping to be able to get to work right away.   Frustration started to build as he started to get the feeling of a man with one foot tied behind his back. That caused him to jerk his head in response.  Frustration?  He knew the definition but was overwhelmed that the concept actually applied to him.  He sat down because it seemed that he had a lot to figure out before he started upon his journey.  He didn't notice the scans that were being performed on him.
   
   Hours passed as the men in white suits conferred amongst themselves.  It seemed  that even though the robot was being unresponsive, the fact that he was turned on allowed them to run certain diagnostics.  They realized after awhile that the robot definitely had an AI capable of interaction. It wasn't until the long, prehensile arm popped out of the robot that they started to run for cover. Fright turned to curiosity when the arm produced something that looked like a laser  that started to run over the surface area of its body, almost as if it were running its own set of tests.  The scientist became very curious because they then started to wonder what else it might have stored in there, though they now knew there was more than meets the eye. That's when the decided to call in an "Assessor".
   
   "Who are you?", asked the man in the black suit. Odie, after realizing that there were still people in the room, stood up.  "I am Odie.  I am here, now.  It seems that I need assistance in gathering more precise information as to the exact where and the when.  Please direct me to your nearest computer."  The man in black chuckled and said, " Pretty cheeky, but not so fast.  We will help you but you must help us in return.  We have to make sure that you will not harm the people here and what your purpose is."
   
   "Frustration seems to be the emotion of the hour.", muttered Odie. " Very well, I am Oddyseus1.  My mission is to stop an invading force of malicious robots and other super-powered beings from invading your reality, enslaving your people, and siphoning off all energy that is produced as a result from said invasion.  I have not quite determined if they are here yet or if they have already begun their infiltration but your efforts to deter me may cost you more than you can compute."
   
   The man seemed to consider this a moment and to Odie it seemed as if he was running his own set of algorithms.  "Is that human thought?", he wondered.  The man took a deep breath and, after exhaling slowly, said: " I understand that you feel your mission here is of the utmost importance, but as it stands right now we are pretty capable of defending ourselves.  If you want access to information about this world, we need a commitment from you that you will aid us in our own fight against evil.  You're not the only one who stands up to fight the bad guys and we believe there is strength in numbers."
   
   Odie was taken back by the fighting spirit in the man.  His vague references to facial feature recognition programs and files pertaining to planets overrun by the Council of Shadows let him know that no one would have this type of willpower left in him if they had already been victorious.  "Do we have a deal?", asked the man in black as he sticks out his hand. Odie looked the man in the eyes as if they would have some hint of what his future held here, and then looked up the word deal. "Yes", said Odie.

[Linwelin]

Viktor did not like this place; mysterious, yes, but it lacked character. This left him very unimpressed. Why did these men bother dragging him from the library, right when he was getting to a climactic point in "Zorba the Greek", just to see how "special" he was? Not sure what they meant by that. Still, it was better than ending up on the streets again after the library closed. He really did appreciate that the staff at the library allowed him, a "dirty street rat" to frequent the library. Maybe they just had a soft spot for kids.

With a shrug and a sigh, Viktor looked around the room once more. The line he was in continued to march on, with no end in sight, so instead he focused on the people. Well at least the people make up for the lack of character in the room. I feel like I'm in the central district downtown, with how varied these people are. Tall, short, young, old, poor, rich, and overall a quirky bunch. He continued studying the crowd for some time, but even that became boring after a while. Once Viktor could see the front of the line, and after watching for a while he realized why he was brought here. Power.

His hardship on the streets combined with his love of words surfaced an ability. He could make words come to life. And seeing how the other people in the room were showcasing their own talents one at a time, they had somehow learned of his ability. But how? Before he could even begin to rationalize how they knew of his power, he was already at the front of the line.

"Next." The man, who could only be described as an examiner, stated. "Come on, boy, get up here." Viktor sauntered forward, meeting the man's gaze with his own cold, disinterested stare. "What's your name, kid?"

"Name...Viktor...Alias...Book Keeper." That is how most people referred to him, as he always had a set of books with him. He liked how it sounded, carrying a sense of pride with it, so he used it whenever possible.

"What can you do?" At that, Viktor removed his bookbag from his shoulders and dug through it, retrieving an encyclopedia. He flipped through it until satisfied, then looked the man straight in the eyes. With what suddenly became a reverberating, authoritative voice, Viktor exclaimed, "Light!" The space between the man's face and his own glowed dimly, with no apparent source. Then he spoke again, "Dark!" The glow instead became and small field of darker space, which was only a little harder to see through.

"That it? Interesting, but not very useful." Viktor now realized that parlor tricks wouldn't cut it here, so he would use his favorite words, the ones he could say most powerfully. He wandered over to a nearby desk and took a piece of paper from it, placing it on the floor. Flipping the pages of his book to find the word he needed, though he knew its place by heart, he prepared the speak once more.

In a slightly whispered tone, though still strong and reverberating, Viktor says curtly "Decay." From the center outward, the piece of paper seemed to burn as decompose rapidly until it is only ashes on the floor. "Well I'll be, that's somthing-" "Regenerate." Viktor says, cutting the man off. In a matter of seconds, the paper reverse the decay process, as if reality was rewinding, and reverts back to an unharmed piece of paper.

"Right...well...that'll do, boy. Go talk to the man near the corner door over there, he'll have things to discuss with you."

Without saying another word, Viktor packed his bag and walked where he was instructed, still maintaining a look of disinterest, as though his time were being wasted.

[Throndir]

The journey was uneventful, it consisted more of waiting than having any particular events which were of note. Not to mention that during a large chunk of the journey she was rendered unconscious, probably to ensure the security of whatever hide-out she was being whisked away to. One thing for sure though, these men in suits were not at all friendly. Throughout the entire journey they spoke not a word, not a single word. No greeting when she first was hustled into the vehicle, no comment on the mechanical protrusions stuck to her arms, legs, or chest, no whispering, talking, or jokes. They simply sat there, clothed in their spartan-like suits just watching and staring at her like a pair of antisocial robots. Frankly, Megella was not at all enjoying the trip.

"Oh I'm enjoying this trip so much." She said sarcastically in her dry and low-toned voice. But there was hardly anything else she could do as time went by except to stare back at the suited men in the hopes that they'd understand just how strange their behavior was. They never took the hint however.

Thankfully the journey didn't last too long, and when the doors of the vehicle opened, she found herself looking straight into a brightly lit open hall. They were already here? It didn't seem like they covered a great distance at all. However, Megella wasted no time as she stared menacingly at the men in suits. A long and almost hateful condescending glare. She quickly turned back around she made for the door of the vehicle. Using her heightened senses given to her by the nanomachines in her body she ventured forth - only to run into another pair of men in the suits.

"Wonderful. More antisocial robots." Her low-toned voice was clearly unamused. But she let the people escort her, and it wasn't long until she was waiting in line. She was told that the process was some sort of assessment, and indeed as she watched the various other... unique individuals there, they each showcased their own abilities. Megella doubted whether or not the visual inspection was entirely necessary, from the scope of the building, as well as the sheer amount of metahumans in a single place was more than enough to show that they had enough power and control to do such things. She willed the nanomachines within her to activate, and soon she was able to spread her senses through the entire hall. It wasn't just her hearing, seeing, and perception that was increased, it was as if there was a sixth sense that let her discern the objects around her more clearly. A few capes, fires whisking in and out, the whirrings of mechanical gears found on certain individuals, more finely-dresed antisocial robots, among a plethora of other things was what Megella could discern.

It was a unique ability given to her from the suit, and it was one of those hidden modules that her father had so cryptically implemented into the armor she now wore. She knew that nanomachines aided in the process, but the exact specifics had been lost when the lab was destroyed. It let her alter senses, those of herself and even of others, she knew not yet what limitations the abilities had as she herself hadn't had many opportunities to test and perform her own experiments.

"Next. You."

It was the cue that Megella was waiting for, taking her turn, she willed the machines inside her to life, as she started to focus her thoughts. She visualized her thoughts being centered in a tangible ball as she willed it to towards the "Assessor". To others nothing was seen, the visualization of her powers was probably more inside her mind than anything else, but as the ball of thought instantaneously collided on the Assessor, Megella was greeted by a blank solid wall.

She furrowed her eyebrows, but eventually pulled back, as she made a quick mental note to do more experiments of her abilities to see its true extent. But instead of giving up, she focused her attention on the oh-so-well-groomed, serious-looking, and black-suited individual who stood nearby. They wanted her to test her out abilities after all. With just a thought she had sent her mind probe towards him, and immediately was granted the visualization of the criss-crossing wires and cables. Reaching out with invisible hands she rewired connections, connecting cables at seemingly random intervals, to her the process would have felt like it was a few minutes long, but to the outside world it happened in just a single moment. She turned back towards the Assessor.

"That pen." Megella said eyeing the pen the Assesor held. The Assesor stood by quietly, perhaps trying to figure out what the girl was asking for. Megella reached her hand out, palms upwards. There was a hesitant pause, but the figure complied as it handed her the pen. Taking it lightly, Megella threw the pen towards the man in the suit that she had previously probed. "Catch it." The man calmly held his hand expecting the pen to fall cleanly into it, but instead the pen smacked against his chest as it fell to the floor. More than a little perplexed, the man bent down to pick the pen, but strangely and even comically to those who were watching, the black-suited man was simply grasping the empty floor a full foot away from where the pen landed. The man grunted as he reached out to where the pen seemed to be, but instead ended up hurling forward, slipping, and landing with a thud. Throughout it all Megella was straight-faced, though many of those who waited behind her couldn't help but find mirth in the act of watching the man grope around for the pen.

"That should be sufficient."  The 15 year old girl looked back towards the Assessor. After a moment of no response, Megella powered up the cannon stuck to her right hand, then aimed the now-glowing device towards the suited man.

"Or I can blast him."

[Lance]

It was a terrible day. The winds were only picking up as time went on, the sun was still in hiding, and the rain had yet to end. It was as if divine punishment was being rained down from above, and likely because of this, Nao didn't meet a single soul in his daily trek to the antique shop where he worked. That was, until they came.

"Yo," Nao had said, as men garbed in black exited equally black vans that suddenly appeared from all around him.

Observing them, Nao thought it was as if they came from the same mold. Their faces were similiar, their haircut was similiar, and basically everything else was more or less the same, right down to their expressions.

"Nice weather, ain't it?"

But it seemed like these men in black were not interested in small talk.

"Come with us," they suddenly demanded, and the door to a van opened to beckon him in.

"Doesn't look very comfy."

"..."

"Hmm.."

Nao seemed to think about it.

[spoiler]"Nah."[/spoiler]

"..."

Just as Nao wove his way past the throng of blackness, another van door opened and a young woman came sprinting out.

"Wait." she said, finally catching up.

But Nao ignored her.

"Wait..." she said again, as she caught up again.

Same result.

"Wai-" she began, but changed her mind and just took to pulling Nao's scarf in an effort to drag him back.

"Just WAIT!!"

And so, turning his head around, Nao finally answered.

"Hmm? What is it?" Nao asked innocently, as if seeing the woman for the very first time.

"You.." she began to say, in barely restrained tones.

"And... who are you again?"

"Oh! That's right. Rei Akikaze, pleasure to meet you umm.."

"Nao Kusa... wag... er... bee?"

"Nao Kusanagi." the young man corrected.

"...can you let go of my scarf now?"

Half an hour later, after a rather fierce debate, Nao was sitting in one of the black vans, which was running at high-speed, alongside several men in black suits. The trip took just as long as the debate however, and was equally as horrid. The men in black had almost nothing to say the entire way, and despite the several attempts made at asking him about his current "status," Nao would only respond with a sulky "leave me be." Nao sighed.

Come with us, she said. It will be fun, she said.

"Well this is fun," he said.

If she could only hear him now, Nao imagined he'd recieve another earful.

When they finally arrived, the vision-blocking windows were lowered and the locks were lifted. Finally, Nao thought, as he stretched his arms and legs. Beside him, the others also mobilized. Exiting their vehicles, the group gathered together and Nao was led deeper into some sort of odd complex.

When they finally reached their destination, an almost predatorial smile reached Nao's lips then. With so many oddballs around, perhaps a fragment was also within easy reach.

"Next," said a strange man near the center of the room. And just like that, Nao was literally force-marched towards the room's center.

The strange man glared at him, as Nao approached.

"Name?"

"Nao Kusanagi."

A pause.

"Gender?"

"The HELL you think?"

Another pause.

"And your power?"

"Oh... that."

Nao quickly scanned the room, until his eyes honed in onto a book laying on a nearby table.

"I'll borrow this for a bit," Nao said, and promptly picked up the book. Despite the owner's incoming protest at this, a raised hand from the Assessor was enough to silence the man, and the owner could only glare at Nao, as the young man temporarily took off his gloves and presented the book to the strange man.

Several moments passed. The Assessor was glaring at Nao, who was beaming, and the book he held out with both bare hands.

"And? What are you doing?"

"My power. I'm doing it."

The strange man was unamused.

"Awesome, isn't it?"

"..." the strange man remained silent, as the book's owner snatched the book from Nao with a hateful look.

Nao shrugged in reply, donned his gloves, and turned to move off.

"What can you really do?"

Nao looked back at the strange man dryly, but eventually sighed, as he took out a silver pocket watch from his pocket.

"What I can really do.. huh."

The pocket watch was flicked upwards several feet, and when it came back down to his hand, a grey veil encompassed the area.

"Hmm..."

Nao looked around once more, and, by chance, his eyes came to rest on a permanent marker. Picking it up, he strolled across to where the Assessor was seemingly standing motionlessly, and got to work.

"Hmm... like this...," Nao began "..and this."

Despite himself, the young man couldn't help but chuckle at the product of his work. The grey veil then disappeared, and time was back to how it should be.

When that happened, the Assessor was sporting a new beard and mustache, crudely drawn on his face.

"...Impressive."

[Hasabushi]

PNA NEWS REPORT:
?The mysterious building behind us has been rumored to be the location of the Assessors  often known for their unusual approach to gathering those with abilities above those of normal men. Some even wandered if they had "souls", always seeming as though compassion was the last things on their mind, and though this was often the case there were also exceptions, but not today.  Seven supers have been arrested for a attempt on Administrator Bensons? life, as you can see from the smoke rising from the top of the building [camera focuses on a white building with a glass room at the top, currently large plumes of smoke are rising from its top] more on this breaking news later as it comes in.? [To be continued]

Location: Main Office of UNACOM (United Assessing Commons)

A Monitor screen show a computer generated image of a talking face, the light screen shrouds a figure in front of it in silhouette:

OBSERVATION: New recruits are exhibiting abilities that registered higher on the Hutenburg/Twan scale then we have seen in recent generations.[/b]

"Yes OMEGA I can see that."

QUERY: Does not UNACOM exist to quell such inevitable uprisings?

"Yes OMEGA it does."

STATEMENT: There is only one solution.

"Yes OMEGA there is...Bring up the newly accessed, I wish to see what goodies are in the
bag today."

STATEMENT:  Six new superiors have been discovered,  SIGIL ? manipulator of magic- power levels extremely high, SPECTER ? A Wind Elemental, MIND SENSE? Armored possible psionic mutant,  Book Keeper ? Magic  wordsmith, NAO ?Techno Mage, possible time manipulation,  ODDYSEUS 1---Warning subjects quantum signature does not match current space time continuum. THEORY: Oddyseus 1 not come from this dimension.

?Yes he is a peculiar one?but I?m more interested in them as a team. Will they function in the capacity we need them too.?

AFFIRMATION: Affirmative.



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Meanwhile in the Assessment Room:

SIGIL:
"To do more then this at the moment I'd need to use some sort of incantation or ritual."
The Assessor  says nothing, simply staring at you, his face could not be seen nor could any
emotion be detected. He simply pointed to a door. For some unknown reason you immediately obey,
almost as if being pulled, prodded or jerked. You begin sweating profusely as you approach the door
unable to control even you own hand it reaches for a hand scanner adjacent to the frame. Your hand
touches it surface and excruciating pain then follows, but you do not scream out you do not yell,
you simply stand there accepting whatever "gift is being given". The door opens and in you step again
involuntarily, the room is completely dark for a moment and then you hear a clicking you see a single
chair in the center of the room with a single light pointing at the chair, the rest of the room is
completely dark and the only place of safety seems to be where the light is...

SPECTER:
?Oh right this was just a friendly greeting I do apologize, Specter?s the name and well yeah thanks for playing.?
Though you try jovially to relate to the situation you are in, a small tinge of fear seems to be creeping
up on you. Using your trained mediation techniques you attempt to calm yourself, but seem unable
to do so. The Assessor says nothing in response to your various attempts to relieve the pressure or
break the ice, he simply points to a door, uncannily you feel compelled to move forward toward the door you crack an internal personal joke to yourself, as you realize you have no control over you actions, you don?t, strangely enough, feel forced. You soon reach the door your hand reaches out to touch
what appears to be a hand scanner, then the pain comes, it sears through you arm an into your spine,
just as quickly it is gone. The door opens and you step through. A figure stands before you {SIGIL
not going to describe him he's already described, Same scene with the chair and light}

BOOK KEEPER:
"Right...well...that'll do, boy. Go talk to the man near the corner door over there, he'll have things to
discuss with you."
You followed the mans instruction arriving at where another Assessor stood, his face buried in the cowl
that covered his head. He said nothing  and simply pointed to a strange door, on it were symbols that you could recognize, though they fascinated you none the less, you felt yourself compelled to walk to the door, your hand raises and touches the small screen that appears to come from nowhere, a strange sensation enters your arm it burns like it is on fire, the pain flows up your arm and into your back then it suddenly stops, the door slides open and you enter into a darkened room, in the room you see two other figures {SPECTER and SIGIL}

MIND SENSE:
"Or I can blast him."
The Assessor does nothing but continues to stand as if unaware of your threat veiled or ortherwise.
Suddenly a voice rings out from all around you,  it even seems to boom into your mind. You also feel unable to move as if frozen in place as a pillar of red light surrounds you, you are still able to breath as well as talk. You hear a voice in your head, it appears to be coming from your suit, ?Warr..nnnnning foreign nanites deteccccccted in system?.attempting override of prrrriiimary programming??

"Warning you have interfered with operations of Assessor #10A73, you are hereby ordered to cease hostilities failure to comply will result in shutdown of higher brain functions, rendering you inert. Do you Comply?  You have 5 seconds to respond?3?2?"

ODDYSEUS 1
"Yes", said Odie.
?Good, but before you proceed, with aiding us you must first understand that observation is your primary mission, learn adapt and aid those whom we assign you too. You are not to act accept under the
Orders of the  UNACOM, noncompliance is not an option. Is this understood??

The man didn?t wait for an answer, he simply pointed in the direction for the you to go.  ?Enter that room. You feel as though something has taken over your systems, the urge to move forward is inescapable and undeniable, though for some reason you do not wish to refuse,  you place your hand on a strange oddly shaped pad. A sense that you are not familiar with racks your system, though it is soon purged. You enter the room it is filled with sounds of computers and several technicians pace back and forth checking various consoles. They seem to react nervously as you enter the room, you notice a few brave souls glance at your briefly, quickly returning to their consoles.

ODDDYESSUS 1 PLEASE FOLLOW ME ME ME.
Looking down you see a small robot a little larger than a trashcan, he whirs and beeps a turns facing the opposite direction. CACULATIONS MUST BEBEBE DONE, PLEASE ASSISST.

NAO
"...Impressive."
The Assessor paid little attention to fixing his alteration, he simply pointed to a door that was directly behind him. [Same thing you feel  compelled, brief pain] You enter the room seeing four others in the room [I?m assuming that MIND SENSE gets in there at some point]


Scene: The Waiting Room
The room is completely dark, save for a single chair in the center a spotlight shines on the chair, the chair is strange in its appearance it seems to move and change, morphing almost right before your eyes, there is a eerie feeling in the room as if something chaotic was present. There is a smell you?re not familiar with it has a strong acrid smell almost burning your nose.

?Good? good you are all present, this will make this much easier, although not so easy for you. This room is completely sealed as you can see there is no way out. There is also a mystery in this room, solve it and you pass the first test, fail and?let us just say that you won?t want to do that. And just to make things interesting??

You feel the floor below you begin to shake, something moves coming from the darkness, you hear something moving across the floor, but you see nothing.

The voice continues  ?Oh and by the way, did I not mention that your powers have been temporarily neutralized, this is about teamwork, not your powers.?

Suddenly Bookkeeper screams in pain as a scratch appears on his face, it is deep and red as fresh blood flows from the wound.

?Good luck?heroes?hahahah?

[Lance]

"Heroes?" Nao asked.

"That's almost an insult!"

As soon as that mysterious voice stopped speaking, however, one among them had already been attacked, prompting Nao to take immediate action-so he dove forward into the light. And as he currently knew little about his situation, the young man went for the most visible clue in the room.

"DIBS on the chair!"

[Mysticsage]

Seth panicked for a moment as his ability to keep standing left him entirely. glad that he had stayed relativity close to the wall he was able to use like a crutch it to place most of his weight against. he attempted to pass it of as nonchalantly as possible in case anyone in the room were watching. he internally screamed at both himself for falling for this kind of trick in the first place, "Well fine then if they want to test me then let the game start we'll see who is the last one laughing."
From his position he scanned the room looking at any detail that might help them in this situation and for any more tricks that might be hiding in the dark. "The first problem is whatever cut that poor kid" he mumbled looking over at the boy a trickle of blood running down his face. doing this kind of thing to a kid that young regardless of if they had powers or not made Seth's skin crawl. However, the sudden attack had proved one thing while the creature with them was invisible it could not cancel outt the sound of its own  steps The second problem Seth also realized was not having enough information in general even knowing how the room was would be better then nothing.

Then an idea hit him one that he thought may work especially while scanning over his fellow participants in particular the robo girl who seemed to appear out of nowhere.
When the older boy lunged for the chair Seth saw an opportunity and began his own counter attack by screaming "STOP!!" at the very top of his lungs making sure to care the sound out for half a second longer then would otherwise be needed. Everyone's attention now on him and sure that the boy had stopped moving he closed his eyes for a moment focusing for the slightest sound of his own voice coming back being glad that everyone else was  silent even for a second because it was awkward he counted the seconds.

[Babalover80]

   As Odie entered the room it was apparent that there were many factors at play here. The chair, the light, the darkness, and his "team".  Odie remembered the conversation he had with the man in black. At least they weren't able to dampen his intelligence so Odie started  his mind running at supercomputer speeds.
   
    As he scanned the room, he noticed the man leaning on the wall as well as the one making the mad dash for the chair.  The blood flowing from another persons cheek gave him the thought that if the person leaning against the wall was attacked he might not be able to defend himself.  The others stared at their environment with intense concentration. 
   
   It didn't really matter to Odie where he ran his calculations, so he moved close to the man against the wall to intercept any kind of attack that might come there way.  In what sounded like a 19 yr. old human voice run through a synthesizer Odie says, "We should at least be in pairs though teams of three would be optimal as we deduce how to shed some light on the situation.  This test will ensure that no one will be able to achieve anything alone.  We must remember that there is strength in numbers." 
   
   As Odie reached the man leaning against the wall he heard the word "STOP!".  He came to a halt in front of the man and turned towards the young man heading towards the chair.

[Manzokushi]

All things aside this was turning out to be a very eventful day. He got interviewed for a smashing part in a new cameo spot, made the director?s cut and finally nice jolt of old fashioned pain to really set the memory in stone. Oh the joys of acting, perhaps he should have sought out a career in Hollywood instead. As he entered the room and began to analyze the situation, Jin became aware of his surroundings and cased the room completely with a glance.

The voice continues ?Oh and by the way, did I not mention that your powers have been temporarily neutralized, this is about teamwork, not your powers.?

He nodded this would be a problem for some gauging the reactions within the room. But father and grandfather both had been explicit in training. The uses of our powers were tools, much like the wire, the gaff, the body and he smiled eagerly, the sword. He crouched sliding like a snake to the corner of the room, and in one fluid motion he reached above drawing his blades. He quickly opened his mind to the void a place where no other should travel. Within the void Jin released his emotions, his cares, his desires, all of that became secondary. All that remained was the warrior that had trained for years for circumstances just as these. The shadows were his ally and so he welcomed the darkness, inviting it to embrace his being.

[spoiler]To all those who were watching Jin has moved to the corner opposite the rest of the members. His heart beat has slowed to a very low thump, his ears are heightened, and his eyes are merely a defensive tool at this point. The shadows enshroud his form, this is not a power simply a hard practiced art form. His blades are held apart, even to the floor, his body coiled to spring like that of a cobra at moment?s notice. [/spoiler]

Jin thought solemnly, let us dance you and I, creature of the dark. We are predators both, who shall then be the pray?

[Lance]

Hearing the loud yell from behind him, Nao stopped in his tracks.

What now? he thought.

By then, he had already made it close to the chair AND the light source, and was trying in vain to make something out from within the darkness. He was aware that others like him were in there, probably.

However, he was also aware that there was something else still lurking in the dark. And so he pulled out his gun with one hand, using the other to bring out his cell phone which then served as an impromptu flashlight-this he swung from side to side in order to sweep the room. That said, he could only make out indistinct forms in the gloom. Nao sighed.

This wasn't going to work.

"Hey," Nao addressed the others in the room, "anyone got any bright ideas?"

[Mysticsage]

"Well I don't know about bright, but I do have a few ideas I'd just not prefer to scream them or stand in a giant spotlight" Seth said from his position against the wall. He tried to make it sound the way he assumed a person purposely leaning on a wall in the dark with a monster prowling while still wanting to express ideas.
As Seth looked over those he could see he noticed a large metal man that had not noticed before. Motioning with his head as not to disturb what little balance he had he called for him to come closer. "Hey I know we don't have much time for pleasantries so lets just get down to it. How are you at rapid fire math? You think that software of yours could use sound waves, the circumference and height of the light, as well as this wall I'm leaning on to get the dimensions of the room?"

[Throndir]

The young nanite-infused lady was not amused. There was nothing she could have done as she begrudgingly yielded to the Assessors as she found her suit malfunctioning. Moments after that, against her will as if some force had been controlling her, she found herself walking towards a room. Throughout the march, Megella had been attempting to use her powers to seek out the nanomachines within her, to hope to gain an understanding of what was going on with her suit's systems, as well as see if there was any way she can affect the foreign nanomachines in her. But the closer she got to the room, the less her abilities seemed to work. Her vivid grasp and visualization of the world around her was becoming harder to make tangible, and soon enough as she stepped into the room; it was gone.

The weight of her suit felt heavy. She knew the nanomachines helped increase the wearer's physical attributes, with the suit seemingly increase in weight, it meant the machines weren't functioning the way they were supposed. As the realization dawned on her, she narrowed her eyes at the strangers before her.

"Well I don't know about bright, but I do have a few ideas I'd just not prefer to scream them or stand in a giant spotlight. Hey I know we don't have much time for pleasantries so lets just get down to it. How are you at rapid fire math? You think that software of yours could use sound waves, the circumference and height of the light, as well as this wall I'm leaning on to get the dimensions of the room?"

The question wasn't directed at her, rather, to a taller mechanical-being who stood nearby. But Megella wasn't in a very good mood, nor did the situation make things any better.

"Standing in that bright light or not, with all the sounds we've been making I'm sure whatever's lurking doesn't already know we're in here." She said sarcastically. Megella grunted as she heaved her arm connected to her cannon. If her powers were still working she would have been easily able to pierce the darkness with just her eyesight or even psionically feel what was around her.  Using her free arm she instead helped hold her cannon up. With the nanomachines inside her unoperational, the cannon wouldn't have worked either. But the suit should still have some internal power, she started to flip a switch on her cannon.

[spoiler]Megella will flip a switch on her cannon, if it works, a light will shine out from it to attempt to light up the darkness.[/spoiler]