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>Date: January 20th, 2016
>Location: Sanctuary City - Residential District
>Time: 10:00 PM

>A figure in a dark suit, cape and sophisticated cowl glides through the air. The cold breeze of the air presses against the figure's suit as they glide across air currents. Situated against the backdrop of Sanctuary City, the capital city of Meta-Humanity, bright lights from large metropolitan skyscrapers remain in the distance.

{"Reports of a psychic Meta-Human. He seems stronger than most."}

>The figure then lands on a nearby rooftop - gracefully gliding as he comes to a standstill at the edge of a high-rise mansion. Overlooking the neighborhood, he focuses his lenses on a series of force bursts across the street. Recognizing the description of the psychic Meta-Human, he then says to himself:

"Well what do you know? He's exactly what the reports said. Powerful."

>The figure then jumps into the air, extending his cape again as the nanomesh material begins to glide - carrying him forward once again.


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"God damn it!"

>A man wearing a set of dark clothing tumbles across the floor, his face obscured by a hood and ski mask. Near-by another similarly dressed man is shouting.

"Lay off us, punk!"

"Why should I? You attacked me first."

>Standing in front of the masked criminal is a tall, blonde man. The man is casually dressed, wearing ordinary street clothing for the season.

"Fuck you!"

>The criminal throws a right hook at the blonde man, only for it to be parried to the side. Without a hint of hesitation the blonde man returns with a strike of his own, jamming his fist against his target's stomach.

>The man doubles over in pain, only to find himself being pushed to the floor by a remote force. His partner tries to get back up, grabbing a near-by rock only to be pushed back to the ground by the same force.

>Standing over them, the blonde man scratches at his neck as he says out loud.

"Alright asshole one and asshole two. What am I going to do with you?"

>Scanning the area, the blonde man takes notice of a piece of metal pipe laying on the ground next to a metal fence.

"I'm sure they won't mind if I borrow this. Hopefully."

>The metal pipe is suddenly flung through the air and towards the men. Before they can react the pair are forced together, back to back as the pipe is bent and twisted around - trying them together by the arms.

>The blonde man blinks, and says:

"Er… guess I call the police now."


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"Not bad."

>The figure in the cloak and suit waves at the man from high above - resting on top of a lamp post.

"I saw what you did. You're pretty good at this."

>Gesturing to the pair of criminals bound in place with the metallic pipe.

"High order telekinesis, precise too. Seems you can control it."

>Noticing the man's body language shift, he then holds a hand up, saying:

"Yeah I know. You've probably heard of me given all the news."

>The figure then lightly jumps down to the ground, not flinching an inch as he lands gracefully on his feet. Stretching out a gloved hand, he says:

"Name's Mosaic."

>Silence between the two figures as the masked figure then says:

"Don't worry. I'm not asking you to trust me, but I do want to help you out. Where that goes from there, is up to you."


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>The man narrows his eyes at Mosaic, replying:

"You know, you should probably learn to hide the fact that you're a telepath."

>The main seems to be looking at Mosaic's head, where his brain is located.

"You're kind of just letting it hang out there for everyone to see."

>Now looking towards Mosaic's eyes, the man asks:

"Anyway, what do you want? I don't exactly need any help right now."


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>Mosaic blinks for a moment, before laughing and scratching the bottom of his mask with his finger.

"Oh right. I keep forgetting that I'm just letting psychic energy leak around. My bad there."

>Mosaic's psychic signature then immediately dissipates, rendering him similar to a normal human being, in terms of brain activity.

"I don't think you're satisfied running around beating up regular thugs in a wet jacket. I mean I could be wrong there but…."

>Making a gesture with his hands, he then says:

"You ever wonder where the fancy suit comes from? The high tech gadgets you've seen me use? The giant armored tank I call a car?"

>Crossing his hands, Mosaic then nods to the side, at the thugs knocked out.

"You don't want to end up dealing with them forever right? Instead of using your powers to make a real change, right?"


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>The man blinks.

"I never really paid that much attention to it. I'm… er… usually busy. With very… important things."

>The man clears his throat into his fist.

"Anyway, I don't know. I tend to stick around here on purpose. Nobody really pays attention to the occasional burglar getting a broken nose. And there are some… people, I'd like to avoid the attention of."


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>Thinking to himself for a moment, Mosaic is seemingly lost in thought as he looks up in the sky. Appearing somewhat absent minded, he then says:

"Orion Thompson right? At least that's what my best guess is, given the information."

>Tapping his head, Mosaic says:

"Bunch of cognitive powers. Data extrapolation. Clairvoyance. You get the idea."

>Recognizing Orion's immediate apprehension, Mosaic then says:

"Relax. I'll make it fair."

>Mosaic then puts his gloved hand to the edge of his neck, pressing firm against the midnight black nanomesh fabric. A glowing red light then appears, creating a break in his suit's mesh as he slowly pulls off the nanomaterial of his mask and cowl in one sweeping motion.

>Pulling up the mask just enough for Orion to see his face, Mosaic then pulls it back down, saying:

"Still doubt me now?"


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>Orion stares at Mosaic for several seconds, searching his memory. After a few moments he says:

"Oh. I know you. You're that guy. Er… Andy Greason, right? Wait, no. That's not it."

>Orion looks lost in thought for several more moments, before finally asking:

"So, what? You need a sidekick or something?"


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>Mosaic shakes his head, saying:

"No, I need a partner. You seem pretty capable yourself, and I doubt you're the type to take orders anyways-"

>Mosaic's brain then feels a buzzing sensation in the back of his head. His vision then tunnels as his thought processes accelerate.

{"Danger? Here? What's dangerous enough to-"}

>Immediately getting a read on the situation, Mosaic then tackles Orion out of the way - narrowly missing a massive plume of fire being sent in their direction.

>As they both tumble to the ground a few meters away, Mosaic quickly rushes to his feet, standing to see a large flicker of fire before him.

"….Vulcan? Aren't you supposed to be behind bars?"

>A humanoid figure in a rock-clad armor carapace walks back and forward in the middle of the street. Seemingly arriving in that moment in a blaze of fire - given the trail of smoke in the sky above.

"Been lookin' for ya grim reaper. You're a real pain in the ass, you know? About time we got rid of you for good."

>Vulcan's glowing rocky hands then surge with thermal energy as he lobs a set of massive fireballs at Mosaic. The fireballs, around the size of miniature fridges - converge on Mosaic's location.

{"Not good. I need to drive him away from Orion."}

>Mosaic then quickly moves out of the way, leaping at surprising speeds as he moves towards Vulcan.

{"Thankfully Orion's face covering is still up. Can't let Vulcan ID the guy."}

>Out loud, Mosaic says:

"What's the matter candlewick? I thought you were hot enough to burn people in seconds!"

>Mosaic then pivots over Vulcan's head, landing on the ground behind him.

"Or maybe you're a bit dim, in more ways than one I would imagine."

>Aggravated, Vulcan spins around and generates another plume of fire - this time from the ground, rising up to immolate Mosaic entirely.

"Ha! Smartass! Say shit about that why do you?!"


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>Before the plume of fire can rise any hire in the sky it suddenly stops - as if having crashed into an invisible wall. The plume begins twisting and rotating back downwards, flying towards the ground.

>Orion holds out an open palm, watching as the fire rotates and spins above it in a bright circular fashion.

"Vulcan. Mosaic. Life really is turning into one of those old comic books."

>The spiraling fire in Orion's palm illuminates his face, making it clearly visible to Mosaic. Despite this however, his face remains obscured to Vulcan - thanks to his psychic abilities.

"Okay Pebbles. You've got me annoyed, since you almost melted the house of the lady who lives here."

>The flames spiraling over Orion's palm suddenly burn out. The wind begins picking up quickly, rising in the air around Orion - only for him to suddenly rush forward at supernatural speeds, shoving Vulcan's body into the ground and using him as a rocky surfboard against the ground.

>Once their momentum starts slowing, Orion casually hops off of Vulcan's back - causing him to be remotely flung around in the air, landing face first in the dirt next to Mosaic.


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>The flames then subside around Mosaic's body, searing his suit lightly, but slowly reforming their natural color and hue, due to its nanomesh structure.

"I told him the last time that this was a nomex particle weave. Fire resistant."

>Dusting his hands off, Mosaic then says to Orion:

"Like I said, good job."

>Kneeling down to see the charred and faded form of Vulcan's body, Mosaic eyes it for a moment before looking back up at Orion.

"He's knocked out cold, but he's still alive. Good work not rupturing his body."

>Standing back up, Mosaic then says:

"If you can partially figure out my name, then you'll know enough to know I've got enough reasons to hire you. So here's my offer."

>Mosaic dusts his hands again, lightly removing embers of flame and dusty particles from his hands as he does so.

"Come work with me, and I'll get you a better place, a good job where you don't have to do much - and cover to help you improve your powers."

>Mosaic then says, to sweeten the deal:

"And just between us. You're my sister's type - and I know you've seen Phoebe before in the news."

>Noticing Orion's facial expression change ever so slightly, Mosaic scoffs lightly and says:

"Easy now Cupid. She'll like your looks, but you'll have a lot more to prove to her compared to me there."

>A few dozen meters away, a man in a fancy coat and two toned hair looks down at Mosaic and Orion standing in the street. Unnoticed by both figures, the man looks on, satisfied by the result.

"A fantastic suit indeed. He's done a good job with the Gear's systems in only a few months. Perhaps his new friend will make use of the other one."

>The man with pronounced hair then slowly disappears in a ripple of space-time, as the fabric of reality slowly wraps around him - removing him from the area.


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>Date: January 20th, 2017
>Location: Sanctuary City - Downtown - Station Square
>Time: 11:00 AM

>A year has passed since the event involving the two vigilantes - and Sanctuary City's Meta-Human activity has spiked as a result.

>During the middle of the work day - the central business hub of the city is attacked by a pair of Meta-Human criminals, Helixers as they're called. The same group that Vulcan belongs to.

>Shattered cars are sent flying through the air, crashing into business stands and other smaller structures as people clamor for safety. MRD patrols are en route, attempting to survey the area and establish a perimeter around the central plaza.

"We're gonna need backup for this one man."

>A lone MRD agent, kneels down behind their patrol vehicle, looking at their partner across from them.

"Who is it? And why are they attacking Station Square?"

"Titanomachia. And I don't know why. She got busted out a few days ago, and she's been lying low ever since….Well until now.

>The other MRD agent's eyes widen behind their helmet.

"Fucking Titanomachia?! Here?! Jesus dude…we're screwed."

>In the center of Sanctuary City's "Station Square", the central entertainment hub of the city, a tall, athletic Meta-Human woman casually saunters around.

"If I'm gonna play target practice…..I'll need moving targets!"

>She says, the inflection of her voice matching her latest wind up kick - sending cars spiraling into the larger area, like guided missiles. The collision on impact is more than enough to knock several small structures down, like billboards and bus stands.


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>The MRD agents quickly rush to a nearby civilian whose leg is trapped underneath a pile of rubble.

"Get her out of there! I'll give you cover!"

>The MRD agent then turns their back towards Titanomachia, drawing his blaster. As his partner quickly kneels down to the woman, he exclaims:

"Ma'am. We're gonna get you out of there! I promise!"

>The woman continues screaming in fear as she sees more large car parts swerve over her head, the speed of the collisions deafening her sense of hearing as she continues to panic.

"Oh please! I don't want to die! Please God!"

"Ma'am! Please calm down! I know it's a scary situation but-"

"Oh God! It's coming this way!!"

>The MRD agent turns around to see Titanomachia's latest kick, a large chunk of torn car parts and metal chassis sent straight in their direction.

"….Oh God we're dea-"

>Then a large and resounding "thud", as the metallic death frame is stopped abruptly.

"Sorry about that. I've gotten amateurish in my arrivals, I know."

>Mosaic effortlessly holds up the large metallic chassis with one hand - holding it above his head as he waves at the MRD agents and and the panicked woman with his other hand.

"Hey there everyone! Sorry I'm late!"

>Stunned, the MRD agent with the rifle then quickly musters the nerve to shout:

"You're a wanted vigilante Mosaic! While we appreciate the save, we can't just let you run free-"

"Because I'm a danger to myself and society due to my unrestrained and unauthorized use of my powers, yadda, yadda, yadda I know."

>Tossing the metallic chassis with the flick of one hand, Mosaic dumps the skeleton of the large semi truck onto the floor beside him as he says:

"Guys, if you want the MRD to take me in, then you might as well get your big director man to come after me himself. He hasn't done it yet, and I'm offended personally."

>Turning back towards Titanomachia in the distance, he then says:

"Relax, I've got this."

>Before they can speak, Mosaic then jumps into the air, moving with surprising speed towards the Meta-Human woman in the center of the area.


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>Titanomachia rolls her eyes and the upcoming approach of the cloaked vigilante. Muttering under her breath, she remarks:

"And I get the talk box for a fight. Guess he'll have to do."

>Out loud, she proclaims:

"You wanna croak right here Mosaic? Fine by me. Cameras are everywhere, so the whole city's gonna see you squirm."

>Cracking her knuckles, she then smiles with a malicious grin on her face.

"Feeling the bones break is the best part."

>As he lands, Mosaic is completely silent. Staring at Titanomachia for a moment, he then looks at her body - sizing her up.

"….What? You're not scared of losing your life here runt?"

>Mosaic is still silent as he stares at Titanomachia still.

"I said I was gonna break your bones didn't I?!"

>Still ignoring her, Mosaic remains silent as Titanomachia finally loses her cool.

"The fuck is with you moron?! I said I was gonna wreck you! Ain't got nothing to say to that?!"

>Mosaic then finally speaks, saying:

"You're less toned than I remember. Might be sweets I've heard you love so much."

>Irritated, Titanomachia then rushes forward with a surprising amount of speed, punching Mosaic with a flurry of attacks. Uppercuts, hook strikes, jabs and combo strikes - each and everyone of them missing Mosaic by a hair's length.

"What's wrong? I thought you said you'd, and I quote, 'break my bones', Titanomachia? Did you get cold feet, or are you just slower than I remember as well?"

>Aggravated, Titanomachia then shouts.

"Motherfucker! I'm going to bury you in the ground for that!"

"You said that last time too."

>Mosaic then parries Titanomachia's latest attack, spinning her over and knocking her into the ground with his palm on her chest - specifically her bust. A crater, shallow in depth, is created where Titanomachia lands.

>Moving back, Mosaic then says:

"Sorry about that. Heat of the moment and all. But you're a supervillain so I guess it's OK."


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>Without warning a man in a large, clumsy metal suit goes crashing into the ground, sliding across it and cracking his suit. In an instant, a blurred figure lands on his stomach - generating a miniature shockwave in the area.

>An armored figure stands over top of the man in the metal suit. With a slightly distorted voice, he says:

"Maybe next time you should stop talking to yourself when trying to hide, moron."

"D-Damn you, Omnius. W-We'll kill you!"

>The man slowly reaches up towards Omnius with a shaky arm, beginning to generate electricity around it - only for Omnius to casually swat his hand away.

>Out of energy, the man drops his arm to his side - passing out. Finished, Omnius steps off the man and walks towards Mosaic - ignoring Titanomachia.

"I still can't tell if he's named Breakout because he manages to break out so often, or if it's because he has an acne problem."

>Looking at Titanomachia now, he asks:

"Are you done with her yet?"


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>Titanomachia looks wide-eyed at Breakout, dumbfounded as she says:

"….What the hell?!?! How'd you beat him so fast?!"

"Eyes up here, Queen B."

>Titanomachia looks up to see Mosaic strike her with his palm - directly on her face, knocking her out.

>Standing back up, Mosaic then says to Omnius:

"I was trying to see if I could get any information out of her mind. Her defenses are well guarded for a brute. Judging by the looks of it though…..Uh oh."

>Looking up, he then says:

"I need to go to Archeon. Weathervane and Splice are attacking the place, looking for something. Still don't know who's ordering these guys around."

>Pointing at Omnius, he then says:

"Go to the MRD precinct in the center of the city. Tension and Traction are there. They're gonna need your firepower to handle the situation."

>Looking behind him as he walks off, he then says:

"And you're not taking the Manifold. I've seen how you drive. Fix that, then I'll get you a giant tank of your own."

>Mosaic then leaps into the air with surprising speed and flies off, gliding with his cloak.


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>Omnius crosses his arms in annoyance, grumbling:

"I don't need to drive your stupid car. I can fly."

>Without another word Omnius does a short hop into the air, before rocketing off.


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>Location: MRD Central Precinct - "Phoenix"
>Time: 11:20 AM

>The largest MRD Precinct in Sanctuary City is named after its first commander - Phoenix. After his retirement, his replacement, Dynamo, took up the position but kept the name in his predecessor's wake.

>Currently, the 2 square mile facility is being overrun by a wave of Meta-Human criminals. The Brigadiers, Meta-Humans with relatively weak powers, lead the assault on the precinct. With their firearms, they engage the MRD patrol units in a firefight spanning the entire edge of the area's entrance.

>In the middle of the area are Traction and Tension, two of the Helixers' most powerful fighters. Both of them are engaged in combat with Dynamo - the head commander of the MRD in the city. As his bright silver armor glistens from the sunlight above, Dynamo continues his fight against the two.

"Enough of this. You two goons are under arrest for unlawful entry, conspiracy to attack the MRD and a dozen other violations of the law, that I can't be bothered to mention."

>Dynamo says, from a combat position. Facing Traction and Tension, the former says:

"We're not here for you, chrome head. We're here for your research."

"What are you talking about?"

>Off to the side, Valkyrie, an armored MRD enhanced soldier, slowly moves into place with her platoon of power armor agents. Preparing her pistol, she trains it on Tension's chest as they engage Dynamo.

"Meta-Gene recombination. We want all the data, and we'll walk."

"And you think we're just going to hand over sensitive information - the result of decades of research?"

>Tension interjects.

"If you don't, you'll have a lot more to worry about than your street cred. I'll make sure of that."


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>Dynamo scoffs, his hands glowing with a radiant golden light. The energy pulses increase in size and force as he rushes forward, immediately punching Traction and sending him skidding back a few dozen feet.

"Shit! You're stronger than I thought!"

>At that exact moment, Valkyrie fires off a round from her suppressor pistol - aiming directly at Tension's chest. The armor piercing round barely scratches him, but causes him to wince in pain as the reverberation spreads throughout his body.

>A member of Valkyrie's unit then speaks:

"What'd you hit him with?"

>Valkyrie reloads her pistol.

"Modified .50 cal. I'd try a bigger weapon but we were short on time. Let's move."

>Nodding, Valkyrie's unit rushes out from behind their cover, towards Tension - who begins fighting them. As Tension knocks members of the MRD armored unit away into cars, Valkyrie continues weaving her way through his strikes, flipping over him and landing on her feet. Spinning, she delivers a pressurized motor kick to Tension's chest, powered by prototype exoskeletal motors. With a force exceeding 2 tons, the strike stumbles Tension and causes him to step back - but he's otherwise unharmed.

"Damn, bitch. You really know how to kick."

>Dusting his chest off, while still grunting, he says:

"I could use a woman like you."

>Disgusted, Valkyrie reloads her pistol, saying:

"I'm not into tryhards."

>She then fires off rounds into his eyes - blinding him and causing him to draw blood as he shouts in pain.



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>Stumbling back, Tension's body immediately begins reacting. As the surface of his body begins to grey, his body mass increases rapidly as he develops bone spikes and more protrusions from his body. After a few seconds, he's reached the end of his transformation into his more powerful form. Eyes now completely healed and blood red, they glow faintly as he stares at Valkyrie with deadly intent.

"Ain't gonna work on me the second time!"

>Tension then slams his fist into the ground, uprooting the entirety of the earth around them and causing a tectonic shift in the land - enough to rupture the entrance to the MRD precinct buildings.

>Cursing to herself, Valkyrie jumps backwards, a dozen feet in the air. Landing on her feet, she points back to her unit, those still standing on their feet that is.

"Get inside! The office workers are still trapped inside! There are too many Brigadiers fighting our men in there! Get everyone the hell out! Now!"

>Nodding quickly, the remnants of the Aesir Unit in the MRD rush towards the building interior, using their power armor to augment their speed as they make a bid to help everyone inside.

>Turning her back towards the building, Valkyrie then takes her energy rifle from her back - removing it from its magnetically connected harness.

{"This is gonna hurt like hell in the morning, I can just feel it now."}

>Valkyrie then rushes forward, meeting Tension head on now. Aiming her beam rifle, she then begins firing beams of superheated plasma at Tension, hot enough to ionize the air around her and leave the smell of burning air in her wake.


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>Location: MRD Precinct "Phoenix" - Interior
>Time: 11:21 AM

>A large group of office workers in the MRD rush through the hallways of their cubicles, nearly tripping over each other in order to find safety. As they move through the structure of the building, they can feel the tremors of the earth beneath them, the slow ebbing and flowing of the foundational structure.

"Shit. The building's gonna collapse at this rate!"

"Then what are we waiting for! Get out of the fucking way and let us move!"

"Don't need to tell me twice!"

>More and more workers carry important files, folders, recording tapes and other sensitive equipment as they quickly move down the stairs. More rumbling is heard as the faint sound of bullet fire now fills the halls. Terrified, the office workers look over the railings down below into the lobby.

"Oh shit."


"Yeah, we're screwed."

>Down in the lobby, the Brigadiers are bringing the firefight into the very same building. Bullets fly over the main foyer, shattering tables, glass windows and doors - while leather chairs are ripped apart by more stray bullets.

>The firefight intensifies to the point where stray bullets begin to move upwards, flying into the air. The arm of one of the MRD office workers is grazed, causing him to yelp in pain, and get the attention of the Brigadiers.

"The fuck? Who's shouting like a bitch up there?!"

>The Brigadiers look up and begin snickering.

"Oh look, it's the bean counters. Pop 'em off guys. Might be good for the nerves, eh?"

>The Brigadiers then open fire on the office workers - aiming at the levels above them with precision.


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>As the bullets rapidly converge on their targets, a dark gloved hand crashes through a window - breaking it at a blinding speed. Catching the bullets fired in his hand, Mosaic stands before the civilians, dropping the bullet casings to the ground.

"Actually trying to- should be ashamed- -selves."

>Confused by his speech patterns, one of the office figures says to Mosaic:

"Um, are you OK sir? You're speaking out of sync."

"Yeah, your sentences aren't all together."

>Mosaic narrows his lenses on his mask as he says:

"What- -mean? -Fine -speaking-."

>Blinking again, Mosaic then takes a deep breath.

"…..Right. Sorry about that. Took me a moment to keep myself in synch."

>Startled, the civilians then say:

"What? What do you mean?"

>Mosaic then holds up his cloak, protecting the civilians from the bullet fire as he remarks:

"Being in two places at once. Never done that before - but I figured I'd check up on Omnius, my partner."

>Location: Archeon Complex - Entrance
>Time: 11:21 AM

>Inside the lobby of the Archeon Complex, Mosaic bends space-time with his abilities, creating a buffer bubble that expands around him in size - just as Splice narrowly misses him with his blade.

"Damnit! You're supposed to be dead! Stop screwing with my movements!"

>Mosaic then backflips as he avoids Splice's time-distorted attack, flipping in mid-air as he avoids a bolt of lightning from Weathervane.

"You two rejects are sent to the biggest genetics research division on the planet? Man, I bet the Graysons feel insulted."

>Weathervane's eyes glow a bright pink, lightning arcing from her fingers as the wind pressure builds up in the room.

"Has anyone ever told you, that you talk too much?"

>Weathervane then blasts Mosaic with a surge of lightning, ionizing the air with the intensity of the blast.

>Landing on the ground, Mosaic is dazed for a minute - crashing into a table in the lobby.


>Location: MRD Precinct "Phoenix" - Interior
>Time: 11:21 AM

>Suddenly feeling winded, Mosaic takes a light gasp as the civilians behind him catch him - stopping him from falling over.

"Are you alright mister? You look tired all of a sudden."

"….What's that smell? Is that….burning metal?"

>All eyes turn towards the burned scorch marks on Mosaic's chest. As his nanomesh reforms itself and repairs the damage, Mosaic then says:

"Like I said. Two places at once."


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>The Brigadiers look at Mosaic for a moment, stunned by his arrival.

"The fuck? Where'd he come from?!?!"

"Who gives a shit?! Fill him full of lead!"

>The Brigadiers then begin opening fire on Mosaic - sending a hail of bullets in his direction. As they do so, the Brigadiers fall back and wave towards each other.

"You know what? Fuck it! This bullet attack isn't gonna work with him around! Get the blasters here!"

>The bulk of the Brigadier unit keep shooting at Mosaic, who quickly recovers and continues catching the bullets effortlessly with his hands. As more of the bullets drop to the ground, a group of Brigadiers in different coats and hoods quickly rush into the building.

{"Those must be the 'blasters' they were talking about."}

>Narrowing his eyes, Mosaic stares at the Brigadiers, watching as they begin to glow with a bright and profuse orange light. Lenses widening, Mosaic then thinks:

{"I know this signature. Heat?! They're gonna blow up the Precinct just to destroy the research?!"}

>In that moment, the Brigadiers hold their hands out, seemingly reaching out for each other as the combined energy pulse courses through them all - 12 different conduits of the same, built up power.

>In another moment - the explosion goes off, immediately blasting the doors of the entrance wide open - and vaporizing them as well. The explosion then reaches for the rest of the building in a fraction of a second.

>Using his accelerated senses, Mosaic taps into the same Space-Time ability keeping him in two places at once, using it to grind time to as near of a halt as he possibly can.


>Time nearly frozen around his form, Mosaic then jumps onto the metallic railing of the staircase in front of him, proceeding to leap forward towards the lobby floor. As he lands, he can feel the heat and pressure of the blast, searing the area around him. To his side, he can see the already burning and charred forms of the Brigadiers.

>Wincing, he waves his hand and generates an immense amount of force - displacing the static fires around him.

{"Going this far just to prove a point? Maniacs. All of them."}

>Mosaic then looks around, assessing the situation.

"I've got enough time to get a few dozen people out of here. But….damnit. I'm still in two places at once. I can't…focus…."

>Holding his hands to his mask, he groans as he tries to stabilize himself.


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>Location: Archeon Complex - Entrance
>Time: 11:22 AM

>Confused at the sudden bursts of flames coming off of Mosaic's armor, Weathervane quickly snaps her head towards Splice.

"What the hell are you doing?! Where's the fire coming from?!"

>Annoyed, Splice rebukes Weathervane's accusations.

"I don't fucking know! I can skip time! Not generate massive explosions!"

>Both Helixers jump back, as waves of fire appear from Mosaic's periphery as well, causing them to prepare defensive stances.

>Mosaic places his hands to his mask in pain for a moment, before he shakes off the sensation and says:

"I don't have time for your shit right now, honestly."

>Rushing forward with a burst of speed, Mosaic then weaves through Weathervane's lighting surge, evading it this time - and punching her squarely in the jaw with enough force to send her spiraling out of the Archeon lobby - straight through the doors. As the doors shatter behind Weathervane's body - she lands to the ground on the pavement with a resounding thud.


>Splice then activates his precognitive ability - a hypothetical projection of the future's events, given the information at hand. Looking the 2 seconds into the future that he can, he predicts that Mosaic is going to lunge forward and attack him in the face. Stunned by this, he immediately activates his other power of time erasure - deleting as much of the perceived future as he can, while giving himself more space to move backwards, away from Mosaic's attack.

"Not gonna let you tag me again the second time-"

>To his surprise however, Mosaic appears directly in front of his face. Startled, Splice then shouts:

"What the hell are you?!"

>To which Mosaic calmly replies:

"Need to know basis I suppose."

>Flicking Splice on the head with a super strong gust of force, he sends the Meta-Human flying backwards. Skidding across the pavement, Splice collides with a column at the lower steps of the Archeon Complex's entrance - knocking him out cold.

>Now alone to himself, Mosaic thinks:

{"Collapse back into one state….and never do that again. Christ that hurts to maintain."}

>Mosaic then disappears from the Archeon Complex's exterior, fading as if he never existed there.

>Location: MRD Precinct "Phoenix" - Interior
>Time: 11:22 AM

>Regaining his full composure, Mosaic then stands at the base of the Archeon lobby, looking around for a solution to his situation. The fires still surround him with an immense amount of pressure and force, as he considers his next move there.

{"I can try splitting myself across space again. No, it's causing too much of a headache. What about transporting?"}

>Looking up at the expanding fire, Mosaic then states:

{"No, I need to contain this fire. Can't let their research laboratories be destroyed by the explosion. But I can't let these people die either…."}

>Looking around him at the slow, but still expanding flow of fire and heat, Mosaic narrows his lenses on his mask, before coming to a decision.

{"To hell with it. My research was better anyways. Time to get these people out of here."}

>Mosaic then moves to the people before realizing:

{"Wait a minute. I'm moving too quickly. I could rupture their bodies if I'm not careful. Shit…."}

>Sighing, he then places a hand to his mask and says:

{"Jesus. Where's Lisa when you need her?"}


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>Omnius slams his fist into Tension's face - smashing him into the ground, shattering the pavement. He then grabs a hold of him, and twists him around - throwing his massive body towards Traction.

"At this point I have no idea how, or why you keep breaking out. You'd think you would've learned to stay in jail by now."

>Omnius cracks his fists, before assuming a fighting stance again.


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>Tension's bones shatter under the weight of Omnius's strikes - though his body already begins rapidly healing the damage.

"Ack! I'll rip you apart you smug lille shit!"

>Tension shouts with malicious intent, as he hurtles towards Traction - who barely has his arms up quickly enough to catch the Meta-Human brute.


>Traction struggles to hold Tension for longer than a few seconds, before dropping him to the floor and stumbling backwards. The resulting drop causes a crater to form in the spot where Tension lands.

>Dynamo looks up at Omnius, recognizing who he is, then sighing.

"…..Thank you for the assist, but you're aware of what protocol is for the MRD."

>Looking at Tension slowly rising back to his feet, his attitude then changes.

"Though on second thought, I appreciate the help."

>Valkyrie maintains the barrel of her rifle, emptying the energy cell magazine and replacing it as she stares at Omnius.

"You're lucky he's the bigger problem here vigilante. You've got a lot of property damage to answer for."

>Aiming a shot at Traction, Valkyrie then pulls the trigger and blasts him with a stream of superheated plasma, melting his handgun and causing a miniature explosion to send him flying backwards.

"…..But like the chief said, thank you for the assist."


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"Yeah, yeah I know. And you're welcome."

>Omnius points his palm at Tension, causing him to begin rising in the air. Tension's body is suddenly pulled towards Omnius at high speeds, only to stop just before reaching him.

"Well? Aren't you going to rip me apart?"

>Omnius waits for a moment, fully aware that Tension can't move.

"I guess not."

>Electrifying purple energy crackles into life around Omnius's fist. He cocks his arm back, before punching Tension in the face - generating a massive psionic shockwave in the process.

>The force is enough to send Tension tumbling several blocks down the road, only for him to be remotely stopped before he can hit something that hasn't already been damaged.

>Omnius then turns his attention towards Traction, and says:

"Last chance to give up, or you'll end up like your dumb friend."


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>Grimacing, Traction lowers his hands, as the crackling orange energy moving between his fingers subsides. Looking over at Tension, he then says:

"God damned idiot. I knew the boss should've sent someone else with me, instead of you - moron."

>Muttering to himself, Traction then waits for MRD agents to walk forward and handcuff him, hauling him towards a nearby holding cell.

>Dynamo then looks back up at Omnius, saying:

"Good job here Omnius. Since there weren't any onlookers or bystanders, we can say this was a non-existent altercation."

>Looking back at the MRD officers now rounding up the rest of the Brigadiers, he then turns back to Omnius stating:

"As far as the official report goes, you were never here."

>Valkyrie slots her energy rifle over her armor's back pads - allowing the magnetic couplings to hold the weapon in place. Looking at Omnius herself with her helmet's visor obscuring her facial expression, she then states:

"I'm impressed. All that power and you're managing to set yourself straight…..mostly."

>Valkyrie says, nodding her head to the side to emphasize the property damage.

"Nice work."

>The MRD officers then turn their heads towards the exploding Precinct behind them, as large chunks of metal appear - flying everywhere.

"Jesus Christ!"

"Oh no….We've got to get everyone out of there! The Brigadiers used their combustion unit!"

"Not sure if there's any chance people survived that."

>The MRD officers then look down, their faces showing their dejected responses to the situation.


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>The air seems to gain a certain charge, enough to make Mosaic's hair stand up slightly beneath his suit, and a costumed woman slides in to the room, brushing herself off.

"Hey, could you turn off the whole. . . Time field thing? Feels like running through syrup, thanks."

>Giving Mosaic a salute, Speedrunner disappears again to handle things.


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>Blinking behind his mask, Mosaic groans and says:

"Why do you always appear at the last moment-"

>As Mosaic speaks, Speedrunner has already moved on. Sighing, he goes back to his work, and says:

"Impeccable timing, honestly."

>Looking back, Mosaic says:

"The field's localized. You're not going to need to worry about it once everybody's out."


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>Speedrunner appears again for a moment.

"I really need it gone, or else they're not getting out here, right?"

>Before getting a response, the speedster disappears again.


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>Mosaic groans and then presses his hands together, generating another space-time bubble in his vicinity. The bubble rapidly expands - before negating the prior space-time phenomenon that existed - leaving the world to move through normal time once again.

"Great, now to get out of here-"

>As Mosaic speaks, he instinctively warps out of the area with his same space-time manipulation ability - appearing back outside and next to Omnius.


>As his body sears with heat and flames, Mosaic dusts himself off - waiting for the nanosuit mesh to douse the fires on his body. After a few moments, they've done so - leaving him standing in place.

"Well, problem's solved."

>Dynamo looks puzzled at Mosaic for a moment, dumbfounded.

"…..What? How?!"

>Mosaic then points to behind him, saying:

"Ask her. She did it."

>Dynamo turns around, and witnesses the events that have passed.


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>In no time at all, the speedster ends up in the next room, carefully looking over the flames of an explosion as they stay there, appearing static to her. Bringing a hand to her chin in a thinking pose, she starts pacing the room, the details still remaining static.

"Let's see. . . a few hundred inside, area feels. . . a lot less syrupy, he turned that off then, good. . ."

>Speedrunner looks over at the lab notes.

"I mean. . . I could probably save the research notes as well? It seems a waste. . . ok, first we. . ."

>She disappears from the room, appearing in it again and fanning herself.

"Almost broke a sweat, too warm in here. . ."

>Walking over to a desk, Speedrunner grabs some files, then looks around the room, noticing a cabinet to hold them.

"Oh that can work. . ."

>Still maintaining the same "leisurely" pace, she makes her way over to the cabinet and kicks it, causing it to open, and then shoves the files she had in to it haphazardly.

"Yeah, it'll work. . ."

>Nodding to herself, Speedrunner disappears and then reappears with several hard drives and computer components, shoving them in to the cabinet as well. Turning her head, she checks on the progress of the explosion, seeing that it has grown.

"Well, that's all I can get I think, just need to. . ."

>Speedrunner kicks the cabinet again, causing it to fall out of the window.

"And last, but not least, me."

>Speedrunner salutes the cabinet and disappears from the room.

>On the CCTV, the cameras catch the beginning of the explosion, and the staff in the building frantically trying to evacuate, before disappearing in a few seconds

>Outside of the building, Speedrunner reappears again, dusting herself off and waving at Dynamo.

"You really need to get some vending machines with junk food. . . junk food, you've only got ones with healthy snacks and those're disgusting. . ."

>Behind the speedster, a file cabinet hits the ground with a loud crash, causing her to jump.

"Ah! The files. . . maybe, I think? You didn't have any in any secret rooms or anything? I didn't look? That would be a crime. . . Right? Probably? It's a crime right?"

>Speedrunner looks at Dynamo, then Mosaic, then Omnius, then Dynamo again, then Mosaic again, and then Omnius again, repeating this pattern several times in a second.

". . .I'm gonna assume it's a crime."


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>Dynamo sighs as he brings a gauntlet arm to his helmet. Resigned, he then states:

"It's fine Speedrunner. As I said to Omnius, this never happened in the official report."

>Looking at the vigilantes, he then continues:

"Now I assume you've gotten to the bottom of this? The Helixers have never been this blatant in their attacks. And I heard reports that Station Square and Archeon were under attack as well."

>Giving Speedrunner a "OK" hand gesture, Mosaic then turns to everyone presented and states:

"I looked at some of the information on their datapads."

>Mosaic says, gesturing to a set of small, miniature and phone-like devices pulled from his utility belt.

"They've been coordinating with these. Two way comms devices and data storage units."

>Tossing them at Dynamo's feet, Mosaic then continues:

"The three attacks were a diversion, while their leader was planting bombs - bio-chemical weapons. From what I can gather, they've been set to deploy a noxious gas that can break down biomass on a genetic level."

>Seeing the immediate reactions, Mosaic then elaborates:

"They're wired to a remote deadman switch, meaning their leader could activate them at any time. I'm going to guess the plan was to keep us busy, while those were set up - so that their leader could hold the city for ransom."

>Then turning towards Speedrunner, Mosaic points at her:

"Hey you, speed demon. You're fast enough to disarm the bombs. And before you ask."

>Mosaic takes out a small metallic capsule from his belt, tapping the side as it expands into a large metallic device with glowing red circuitry.

"This is a multi-tool device. It's got a remote frequency scanner and a mini EMP generation device. I've already calibrated it to the signal that the Helixers were using - since Traction was the one in charge of giving the OK - before their leader primed the devices to go off."

>Tossing it at Speedrunner with a flip of his thumb, he then concludes:

"The red light and the signal icon will glow brighter as you get closer to the bombs. After you find one, press the red button on the side, and that'll activate a controlled EMP burst - should knock the device out. I've estimated that there are around six of these bombs in Sanctuary City - so you'll have to sweep the whole place. Fortunately, the radius of the detector is a few dozen miles, so it shouldn't be too hard for you to get a fix on each location."

>Valkyrie stares at Speedrunner for a moment.

"She can't be expected to do all of this! She doesn't have any experience with munitions control! Ordnance disposal! We're going to need the bomb squad-"

>Mosaic then turns towards the elite MRD agent, annoyed.

"We don't have time for this lady, with all due respect. Speedrunner's our best option, and the frequency scanner is already calibrated to Traction's test signal. We're good, and she's more than capable of doing this."

>Crossing his arms, Mosaic then allows his cloak to rest over his shoulders, stating:

"Of course, I could probably do it myself but….Never mind. You got all that Speedrunner? Ready?"

>Mosaic says, looking at her now.


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"Run around the city in a few minutes, dispose of some bombs, something I've never done before by the way, so the city isn't killed. Yeah, no pressure, sure. . ."

>Speedrunner says, somehow managing to fit it all in a few seconds while also taking the device, looking it over, and putting it on her belt.

"Looks like the first one is in the precinct, if I don't come back, errr. . . evacuate the city I guess?"

>With a salute, Speedrunner disappears in a cloud of lightning.

>Inside the Precinct. . .

>Appearing in what remains of the main entrance, Speedrunner shakes the device in her hand.

"Computer says. . . down. . ."

>Speedrunner looks at the stairs, seeing them blocked.

"Urrrrgh. . . why can't it be easy?"

>Putting the device back on her belt, the speedster starts vibrating her body, causing her entire image to blur.

"Pleasedon'tblowuppleasedon'tblowuppleasedon'tblowup. . ."

>Closing her eyes, she jumps up, slipping through the floor. . .

>With a small thud, Speedrunner lands on the floor below, somehow managing to stay on her feet as she does.

"Why can't they ever make this easy. . ?"

>Looking around the room, Speedrunner doesn't find anything, and moves on to the next one.

"And can we have one maniac that doesn't somehow have access to places they shouldn't really be in, please?"

>Once again, Speedrunner changes rooms.

"Like seriously, why can they always do these things?"

>Several rooms pass by until Speedrunner sees the bomb, nodding to herself as she does.

"Well it certainly looks. . . bomb. . .y, and the bleepers doing the bloopy, so it's got to be it, right?"

>Moving the device closer to the bomb, Speedrunner presses a button on the side of the device, causing it to send out a pulse.

"Hopefully that's enough, on to the next one. . ."

>Speedrunner brings up the device to eye level.

"At Station Square. . ."

>Once again, Speedrunner speeds off. . .


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>Sanctuary City - Downtown - Station Square

>In her usual flash of lightning, Speedrunner arrives at Station Square, the area still somewhat chaotic from the fight earlier - Titanomachia's body still being loaded on to an MRD vehicle as the speedster arrives.

>Bringing the device back up, Speedrunner taps the side, letting it get a better reading.

"Looks like it's. . . over there!"

>Speeding over, Speedrunner stops for a second to photobomb a bystander's selfie of the carnage and then makes her way over to where the bomb is.

"Well, looks similar, so I'm gonna say the hunch at the precinct was right. Well done past me. Oh it's nothing present me. Still you were right past me. . ."

>With another button press, a second pulse is sent out, disabling a second bomb.

"Well, no time to waste. . . Hydroponics next. . ."

>Sanctuary City - Hydroponics District

>Speedrunner arrives at the Hydroponics District, overlooking the artificial lake. Still moving with enough speed so that the world appears to move slowly, she takes in the scenery for a moment.

"You know, I wish more villains did things here, lovely view - and it'd make sense too, right? Poison the water and everything. . ."

>Speedrunner sighs as the device gets a more precise location and she moves to it.

"Why can't they be smart like that. . ."

>As she sends out the EMP, Speedrunner thinks.

"Actually, no, that'd be a bad thing. . ."

>Sighing again, Speedrunner looks at the device again.

"Three down, next is. . . UP. . . oof, they won't be happy. . ."

>Sanctuary City - Financial District - UP Tower

>After another trek across the city, Speedrunner finds herself looking up at the UP tower, one of the tallest buildings in the city, and whistles to herself.

"Someone must've been compensating for something. . . wait no the CEO's a woman. . . wait no, the one before was a man, I was right. . ."

>Slipping into the building, Speedrunner flits from room to room, commenting to herself word by word as she reaches each room.

"Well. . . whoever. . . planted. . . these. . . bombs. . . knew. . . how. . . to. . . make. . . it. . . bloody. . . awkward. . ."

>Eventually, she hits the right room, finding the bomb nestled in the corner of a currently unnoccupied mail room.

"Mail room, right, connects to most of the building, clever. . ."

>Sending out the fourth pulse, Speedrunner shakes her head.

"Definitely not liking those clever villains anymore. . ."

>Still keeping up her pace, Speedrunner does a quick stretch.

"Four down, one. . . or two? Left. . ."

>The device makes a different noise from all of the previous ones.

"That's. . . not good right? I really hope it's good but it sounds like a not good sound. . . still. . . pointing to a location, Waterworks. . . let's go!"


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>Sanctuary City - Sub Levels - Waterworks

>Continuing her burst of speed, Speedrunner arrives at the waterworks, the device still making the same noise as it was before, now at a more frantic pace, looking around, Speedrunner shakes it with an annoyed look on her face.

"Yeah yeah, something bad's happening, but if you could actually tell me, that'd be. . ."

>Speedrunner's voice trails off as the mangled, sparking remains of the bomb hit the ground in front of her, narrowly missing her head.

". . .great? Why were you bloody beeping then? Just annoyed that it isn't me handling it?"

>Shhe shouts at the device for a moment before stopping as she processes the fact that the remains of the bomb hit the ground in front of her.

". . .oh. . ."

>Speedrunner turns around to see a figure, entirely armoured from head to toe, holding a sword and wearing a mask and cloak to hide their features, standing behind her.

". . .hi?"

>The figure stands still for a second, before walking past Speedrunner and kneeling down besides the remains of the bomb. As they walk past, the site of familiar red stains on the sword catches Speedrunner's eye.

"'We found this when we were dealing with vermin. We disabled it. We waited to see if the one it belonged to would return to it. You are not them, clearly."

>Speedrunner blinks.

". . .thanks?"

"The one who planted this will not be returning, so we will be leaving. . ."

>The figure kneels down again and reaches in to the bomb, ripping a canister out of it.

"This contains the payload. Those with. . . the resources. . . will be able to analyze it."

>Standing up, the figure goes to sheathe their sword.

"Great, but I think I should probably be taking you in as well if that's what I think it is on the sword."

"You will not.'"

"Yeah that's what they all say. . ."

>Speedrunner rushes ahead, fist forward to punch the figure. . .

>And connects with thin air, nearly causing her to trip over.

"Well. . . that's new. . ."

>Looking down at the canister, Speedrunner shrugs.

"Better not look a gift stranger in the mouth I guess. . ."

>Speedrunner walks over to the canister and picks it up, slinging it under her arm.

"Any other bombs. . ?"

>Speedrunner brings the device up again, tapping it with her finger, and gets no response.

"None, or none that can be detected, back the the crowd then. . ."

>Location: MRD Precinct "Phoenix"

>Speedrunner reappears a few minutes after she left, carefully putting the canister on the ground and panting.

"I think. . . that's all of them. . . even got a present. . . treat it carefully. . . has the bio-chemical stuff in. . . I think. . ."

>Taking a step back, the speedster tumbles down to the ground.

"I need. . . junk food. . . lots and lots of junk food. . ."

>Speedrunner closes her eyes.

"Oh, and there was a weird guy as well, don't think he knew anything about the bombs, but he was the one who gave me that."

>She points at the canister.


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>Blinking, Mosaic looks at Speedrunner and says:

"….You broke a sweat? Seriously? This leader guy must've been smart with his positioning of the machines."

>Looking back at Omnius, Mosaic then says:

"Get her a candy bar or ten. Hyperia will thank you later - trust me."

>Turning back towards Dynamo, Mosaic holds a hand out as the MRD Commander kneels down to inspect the canister.

"You heard her. Bio-chemical agents. Likely a variant of a mutagenic aerosol - given what the Helixers tamper with."

>Immediately stopping himself, Dynamo looks upward at Valkyrie and states:

"…..HQ's gonna be up our asses about this - but call in Doctor Stewart. Requisition her from whatever business she's working at. Tell her it's official government business, and we're going to need the assistance of a Meta-Gene specialist."

>Valkyrie nods and looks at the rest of her platoon, stating:

"You heard the man. Get Doctor Stewart on the line, send a regiment to pick her up."

>Pointing a finger at her troops, she concludes:

"If there's so much as a single report of a bad pick-up for her….."

>Turning towards Speedrunner, Valkyrie then says:

"Good on you, kid. You did a great job, and you saved the city."

>Turning her attention back towards Mosaic and Omnius, she also states:

"As for you? I'd want to know more about how much high tech gear you're carrying around in that belt of yours."

>Mosaic shrugs.

"Need to know basis, as the MRD would say."

>Scoffing behind her helmet, Valkyrie shakes her head then walks away.


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"I haven't died, you know."

>A heavily accented voice comes from behind the crowd as a blonde lady pushes her way through, having some difficulty due to her stature and a lab coat which flows behind her.

"Nor have I retired, there is no need to bring in a replacement for me any time soon. . ."

>The woman sighs.

"Really now. . . the day when I couldn't be trusted to analyze a simple Bio-chemical agent was a long way away I thought."

>On the ground, Speedrunner points to the lady.

"Yeah you tell them lady I don't know."

>Lifting herself up so she's sitting, Speedrunner looks up at the others.

"The doohickey you gave me probably saved all the places. . . you probably want some kind of clean up in the waterworks as well, the guy who gave me that. . . had a sword and. . ."


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>Mosaic stares at the blonde scientist for a moment, blinking behind his lenses.

{"….Phoebe and Kira really do look like you, mom. Just wish Katsumi didn't keep you away for so long."}

>Out loud, Mosaic then looks at Speedrunner and says:

"Hey, it's a prototype. Don't give it too much credit. You were the only one fast enough to get them all at once."

>Hearing the note about the Waterworks, Dynamo then groans.

"We'll handle that. Also, Doctor Weber."

>Turning towards Doctor Weber, Dynamo then says:

"I meant no disrespect. I just assumed your research was too important to stop. But if you're able to work on this, I would greatly appreciate it."

>Dynamo then gives a slight bow of respect, before turning back to Speedrunner.

"….Wait. You mentioned a guy with a sword? And He was fast enough to react to you?"

>Mosaic blinks for a moment, then narrows his lenses at Dynamo, saying:

"…..You think it's them?"

"That's a rumor, Mosaic."

"Didn't seem like a rumor to me, if she said it."

>Mosaic says, pointing at Speedrunner.

"….If it's not a rumor, then we have far more dangerous problems than just the Helixers and the rest of the criminal gangs."

>Mosaic crosses his arms beneath his cloak.

"You don't have to tell me twice."

>Turning his attention back towards Doctor Weber, Dynamo then says:

"Doctor Weber, can you analyze the compound and-"

"It's a structural isomer of Humor. Just scanned it with my lenses."

>Dynamo slowly turns towards Mosaic, now walking straight up to him. Standing inches away from him, he then says:

"….How do you know about that? The compound is classified."


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>Mosaic looks at Dynamo directly in the lenses, calmly responding:

"Because I don't operate within the purview of the Meta-Human Response Division. If I did, I'd be more in the dark about situations that clearly require an informed response."

>Silent for a moment, Dynamo sighs and then shakes his head.

"There's no point hounding you over this. I'll assume you found out about the name on your own."

>Mosaic makes a gesture with his hand, conveying a sense of obvious thought.

"You didn't name it, so of course I didn't breach your systems. Still, Doctor Weber can still help us."

>Looking past Dynamo, Mosaic walks towards Doctor Weber, picking up the canister along the way and activating a small nanite burst - neutralizing a backup mechanism in the dispersal system. Then handing the safely disarmed canister to Doctor Weber, he says:

"We're going to need you to isolate the specific protein chains in the Humor compound that exacerbate Meta-Gene expression - create a carrier fluid for neutralization compounds and suppress the immune response that'll cause through a secondary dispersal of inhibitory chemicals."

>Silent for a moment, Mosaic then clarifies:

"Basically we're going to need you to make an Antidote."

>Leaning in, he then whispers to her:

{"Mom, it's me - Aiden. I thought dad told you about this?}


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>Dr Weber nods.

"I can do that easily, immediate response takes priority over my research."

>After Mosaic whispers in her ear, the doctor narrows her eyes and looks at Dynamo.

"Apologies, I need to clarify something with this man here. . ."

>Turning away from the others so they can't eavesdrop, she lowers her voice.

{"He had not, and I can imagine why he had not. What are you thinking, doing something so dangerous? I know we see each other rarely, but do you think I do not worry about you. . . I suppose that makes your sister Hyperia as well? Of course it does. . ."}

>With a sigh, Dr Weber shifts her stance a little.

{"If you're anything like your father, I won't be able to convince you otherwise, just keep safe, ok?"}


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>Mosaic nods, coughing into his fist in an embarrassed gesture.

{"Sorry Mom. I figured that Dad didn't tell you because he didn't want you to worry about me or Phoebe. But now that you know…..thank you."}

>Nodding at her, he then says with a low voice:

{"And yes, I'll keep safe. You have my word there Mom. I promise."}

>Turning around, Mosaic walks back at Omnius, who's just reappeared with a pack of candy bars for Speedrunner.

"Thanks for that. Like I said, Hyperia will be very happy to hear that. Also….."

>Pointing at the MRD, Mosaic then elaborates:

"Can you track down their leader? Any kind of psychic signature they're giving off? I know there's not much to go with, but we don't have many leads."


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>Omnius drops the candy on the ground next to Speedrunner.

"It shouldn't be a problem."

>Omnius remains still for several moments, appearing focused despite his face being hidden by his helmet.

"Found them."

>Omnius looks at Mosaic.

"They keep moving all over the place really quickly. But they aren't hard to follow along, since they're pretty much broadcasting their presence to the world."


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>Mosaic thinks for a moment, placing his hand to his mask as he considers his options.

"….Alright. He's likely keeping his presence open out of carelessness. I doubt he knows you're…."

>Mosaic looks at the MRD performing repair operations in the distance, then leans in to Omnius to say:

"…..Telepathic. The less they know about that, the better."

>Leaning backwards, he then says:

"Well, our work here is done. We'll regroup and figure out what to do later. For now, let's get you both something to eat. Actual food."

>Helping Speedrunner to her feet, Mosaic helps her walk with Omnius as he states:

"I have a feeling that Hyperia is going to cook a lot of food tonight….."

>As Mosaic helps his fellow vigilantes to move away from the MRD precinct, a figure in a well designed coat and two toned hair leans along a nearby MRD hovercraft.

"They've gotten better at response work."

>The man from before, still undetected by both the vigilantes and the MRD themselves, looks down at a pocketwatch in his hand. Flipping it open, the man observes the ornate detail and careful construction of the watch. Looking at the ticking of the second hand, the man then says:

"All in due time I suppose. Some more time to rectify my mistakes. Maybe they actually can do it. Hopefully they can."

[The End]

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