Log:Blackwolves, Scene 2

Blackwolves 2005/09/19 	 Random Violence Spirit Blackwolf-J Bilbo

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Harrisburg Lane North

The northern part of Harrisburg Lane is just as bad off, if not worse, than the southern portion. Some of the two-story homes are boarded up, some with homeless squatters inside. Graffiti marks the territory of one gang or another. Drug dealers and other seedy members of society have moved into this section of town, bringing with them crime that follows. Few, if any, trees and shrubs remain. The grassy lawns of yesteryear are now overgrown with weeds and broken glass from bottled beverages sprinkled about. The inhabitants of this part of town are the destitute and are the homeless.

Blackwolf-J is hanging out washing in the overgrown back garden of a abandoned house.

Spirit comes flying down the street, above the rooftops, at a decent speed, but not much faster than traffic. He notices Blackwolf, and changes course, arching over the building. He lands nearby on the ground...the white streak of light following him until he touches down.

Blackwolf-J looks up and waves, then retreats inside the abandoned house.

Dorian changes into his Dorian visage with a brief flash of light...and follows inside.

Blackwolf-J rushes to Dorian when he enters the house. "I think I've made a terrible mistake."

Dorian looks at you, clearly concerned..."What is it?"

Blackwolf-J virtually collapses onto a sagging sofa. "I think I've accidently killed a hero."

Dorian nods slowly..."What happenened? And after you tell me...you better tell me why you faked your deaths."

Dorian scrunches up his nose a little as he hears the syntax. Something about it sounds wrong. Oh well. He shrugs, and just lets it be.

Blackwolf-J nods. "I picked up a low level guy from the Tophats yesterday. Wanted to convince him I was going to kill him for being connected to me, as Steel's girls. I took him back to the Gym to talk to him. Someone turned up just as I was leaving with him. That rock star, David Canberry, David something anyway. He tried to stop me leaving. I just grabbed him. Planned to move him out of the way, but he turned out to be some kind of a meta. He bit my energy, nearly broke it. I struck at him. Took him down. But... Oh, Syphon, he didn't have a pulse when I checked him."

Blackwolf-J starts sobbing.

Dorian blinks. "I think that's normal for him. His name is something like...David Ciaterra. And I believe he's a vampire."

Blackwolf-J breathes in deeply, looks up. "Honest? I didn't kill him?"

Dorian shrugs, "But...one that's apologetic. He doesn't WANT to be a vampire. Doesn't revel in it, like some others, like that one who took over town. I bet he's just fine. Probably angry at you...but fine."

Blackwolf-J wipes her eyes. "I didn't know what to do. I called paramedics. I ought to have waited for the police, but if I stop now I don't know how many might be taken out. I've stopped it for now, I think, but they're still marked for death.

Dorian blinks, "Wait...what? What are you talking about?

Blackwolf-J shifts to one end of the sofa so you can sit if you want. "Eleven, Stephie, the blue-haired girl who's running around, the new mage, and I were to be killed. We stumbled onto something big when we stopped a gang mugging."

Dorian takes a seat, listening.

Blackwolf-J says, "It was on Beach Street about a week ago. There was a waiter supposed to be making a deposit to a bank. He got jumped by four gang members, belonging the the Clashers. I could see Eleven, Stephie, Bonker the robot, the blue-haired girl, close by. I rushed in, along with the rest of them. Knocked the muggers over, no problem. But Eleven tipped me off that the waiter was a Tophat and doing more than making a bank deposit.""

Blackwolf-J continues...

Dorian nods.

Bilbo enters from Harrisburg Lane South.

Blackwolf-J says, "The blue-haired girl took offence at Eleven's gun, and the mage knocked one of me out when he attacked the last mugger who was on his feet. It all got confused. A police patrol car turned up. Acting on what Eleven had told me I planted a radio bug on the supposed waiter. While I was doing that I felt a gun under his jacket. So I grabbed the gun. The police officer on the scene knew the waiter, and didn't want to know about anything except getting the waiter away to safety. The waiter dropped a bag under the patrol car to try and hide it I picked the bag up and 'accidently' spilt out the contents, a medical injector in packing designed for six of them."

Blackwolf-J waits before continuing to see if Dorian wants to say anything at this point.

Dorian nods slowly. "Alright. Keep going. I'm sure there's more."

Blackwolf-J nods. "So with the injector in sight the police officer threatened to arrest me. He wasn't going to see or hear anything against the waiter. I got out at that point, and listened to the radio bug. I've got the recording here. Do you want to hear it?"

Blackwolf-J plays the recording of the radio bug inercept.

Dorian raises a brow at that, and listens quietly.

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There is a surprising lack of conversation during the ride in the police car. However, a few minutes after Harvey is dropped off at his parent's estate, the following conversation happens:

Mysteryman: Did you make the delivery?

Harvey: Er. Only five of them were at the gym.

Mysteryman: What did you do with the sixth injector?

Harvey: Well. I was jumped by the Clashers. ..

Mysteryman: You let the Clashers steal our strength formula?

Harvey: No. . . some. . . superheroes interfered.

Mysteryman: You let superheroes get our serum?

Harvey: Er. Well. Not really. . . I think the vial broke.

Mysteryman: But you don't know for sure?

Harvey: No. ..

Mysteryman: Then we'll just have to eliminate them to be sure. Which were they?

Harvey: Well. There was Eleven. And, um. . . to be honest, I didn't recognize the rest.

Mysteryman: This couldn't get any worse. ..

Harvey: But, Eleven seems to know them. And, I think he has a pet now or a sidekick. Some little talking bird I guess. Maybe we could use that as leverage. ..

Mysteryman: Alright. We'll just have to force Eleven to tell us who the rest of the supers were. . . and what they know. I've got a few connections. I'll run a full investigation on him. If there is anything in the public records about him, I'll find it out. Family. Friends. Property. I've heard he's made some trouble for the triads. Maybe they can be of assistance with the right incentive. You'll need to go through our files on all the city's metahuman population. Try to identify who the other supers were.

Harvey: But, is it really such a big deal? They'd get samples of the formula anyways once we went into full production. ..

Mysteryman: You fool. The problem is the formula is now linked to you. What if they found out about the other ways you've been using your father's store chain to advance our business interests? A few paid off cops won't stop you from landing behind bars if the supes start rubbing the cops nose in your stink. Is there any more bad news?

Harvey: Well. . . one of them might have stolen my Kinetic Blast Pistol.

Mysteryman: You fool. We go to the expense of importing hundreds of the finest hi-tech military-grade weapons money can buy, and you let the supes know we have them before we've taken any of them out? How long do you think it'll be before they're bright up to come up with counter-measures to our new weapon and defense technology? Okay. That's it. You're not going anywhere without a couple Suits to keep an eye on you, got that?

Harvey: Sorry, Tux. It won't happen again.

Mysteryman: You bet your ass it won't happen again.

A few minutes later, there is a sudden burst of static and the bug goes dead.

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Dorian looks up, "Why do I get the feeling that the waiter guy died after that?"

Blackwolf-J shakes her head. "No, he's Harvey Frost, the heir of the Drug'n'Save owner. He was the guy I picked up yesterday."

Dorian nods, "Then why did the recording suddenly stop?"

Dorian says, "Perhaps they drove into a shielded area of some sort...or there was an EM burst."

Dorian rubs his chin, "I'm fairly tight with the DA. Should I take this to him?"

Blackwolf-J says, "Good question. I get these radio bugs from up where I've been working. I would have sworn nobody in this time could have detected it. Either they have some very hi-tech gear, or they just zapped him on general principals."

Dorian looks directly at you. "In this time? That would explain the aging. You time travelled. It's not artificial aging...you jumped in time...and jumped back."

Blackwolf-J looks at Dorian. "How do we know the DA isn't in on it? They seem to have the police under their thumb."

Dorian shakes his head, and smiles, "No...I KNOW the DA isn't in on it. You can count on me on this."

Dorian says, "The only way he would be is if he was controlled in some way. He'd never do it willingly."

Dorian says, "Even for money."

Joanna's 'twin' enters looking sheepish. "I'm not supposed to let anyone know about that. Could you kind of forget it, please, Dorian?"

Dorian smiles to Sally. "I won't tell anyone. But I dont' tend to forget these things."

Dorian smiles, "Besides...you didn't tell me. I made a deduction."

Blackwolf-J says, "If you're sure about the DA, really sure, then, yeah, tell him. I don't know how high or wide the penetration into CBPD is."

Dorian nods, "Can you get me a copy of the recording to keep?"

Blackwolf-J hands the data crystal over. "I have it memorised."

Dorian nods, "Thanks. So...um...this was the reason you faked your deaths? To keep from being attacked?"

Blackwolf-J says, "That's why I faked my death. It got them off my back, and if they are looking for help to kill off a number of metas I figured on giving them access to the best assassin you can buy. Wanted to try and get inside the group and find out what's happening."

Blackwolf-J smiles wryly, "If I get the assassination contact I can make sure it doesn't succeed."

Dorian nods slowly. "Alright. I want you to contact me if you have problems." He pockets the crystal. "My number's public. Don't hesitate. I don't want you to get over your heads on this."

Blackwolf-J says, "I have some more information, and a couple of ideas."

Random Violence enters wearily through the skylight above, looking for a little down time.

Dorian nods, "Alright..what is it?"

Random Violence

Standing about 6'2" and looking like he weighs maybe about 185-195 lbs, this young man looks more like some derelict in spandex than a "superhero". The tones of grey in his uniform are stained and shabbily accessorized with greasy black leather gloves, thigh high boots, utility belt, plastalloy helmet, and a small, dull gold ring set with stones you've never seen before in it. A dull green chevron emblem tacked on his chest and matching highlights on his gloves add a garish splash of color. He is desperately in need of a shave and his mustache and goatee need trimmed. He is scowling, surley, and smells heavily of cheap booze.

Dorian

This man stands about five and a half feet tall, and is moderately good looking. He has blue eyes...brown hair cut into a crew cut, and a goatee.

He's currently wearing a retro Eisenhower style jacket in an olive green, along with a black t-shirt, a pair of jeans...probably Levi's if one notices such things, and a pair of navy blue Doc Marten's, heavily worn from walking, apparently.

Blackwolf-J sighs, "I squeezed the guy I picked up. Pretended me, as the Steel girls, were Wolfguard renegades and that was why I, as a Wolfguard assassin, terminated them. Made out I thought Harvey Frost was connected with the Steel twins as we had protected him from the Clangers. He talked to save his life. Told me a bit, but that wasn't the objective. Seems he's a real low level guy. There's 'Suits' with force fields and enrgy weapons, 'Tuxes' with power gantlets and flight boots, and the boss man wears power armor. I made Harvey call a Tux, and arranged to take the Eleven contact, after meeting with the boss guy."

Blackwolf-J says, "I'm waiting for them to call back with details of a meeting with the boss man."

Dorian nods, "Alright. Any idea where they're getting the hardware?"

Blackwolf-J shakes her head. "No, but I think I might know where it's being stored. There's a place called Chow's Chinese Food. It's packed with Tophat suits and at least one Tux."

Dorian nods, "I guess you want to take down the big boss before dealing with the underling types."

Blackwolf-J nods. "I have an idea on that too. I figure there's only one reason for Harvey to still be alive. His father is the top boss guy. Harvey doesn't even know, but if I had a secret I wouldn't tell Harvey either. Have you seen today's news? Increased security and guards on the Drug'n'Save outlets. No proff but I'm bet my next meal on it."

Dorian nods, "Sounds reasonable to me. So...I guess it's another enhancing drug to compete with metas? Like that one that was big when I got to town...I think it was Helix kicking it out. But...that one burned out the users. Like...one thug died when I was fighting him, due to a heart attack."

Blackwolf-J nods. "This one though is made from legal components. Over the counter if you know how to mix them. Dorian, there's a death list, and energy weapons, and combat drugs. I'll try to call you at least once every fourty-eight hours. If I don't call, assume I'm not going to and take them down, okay? Before they hurt any of the others."

Dorian nods, "Alright. I'll do that."

Blackwolf-J sighs in relief, "Thanks. I feel much better knowing someone else is there to backup. I would have gone to SG, with the police comprimised, but SG is in turmoil."

Dorian chuckles, "Yeah, more of a zoo than I thought it could ever be. You know...Bilbo thinks you're dead. Who knows that you're not? Other than myself?"

Blackwolf-J says, "Random, and Barricade."

Dorian nods, "I heard Random has gone on a bit of a bender."

Blackwolf-J looks sad, "I'm going to have to find someway to make this up to Bilbo. I really like him, he's my friend, but he's so naive. I couldn't take the risk of telling him."

Dorian nods, "He'd spill it by accident, I'm sure."

Blackwolf-J wipes her eyes again. "I hate this. Funny, it's exactly what I was created for, but I utterly hate it. I hurt Harvey. There wasn't anything else I could do, I'm pretending to be Wolfguard, and they aren't the nicest of people. But I want to get this wrapped up and go back to normal."

Dorian smiles, "Just because you were created for something, that doesn't mean you should like it. Hopefully it'll be taken care of soon. But...I would suggest coming up with a different costume when in public. Otherwise, you're going to run into more fights with heroes here in town, who all think that you killed Sally and Joanna."

Blackwolf-J nods. "Yeah. That's a good idea. I'll do it."

Dorian playfully smacks you in the head lightly. "Should have thought of that previously." He grins.

Blackwolf-J nods again. "I jumped into this without thinking it all the way through. I wanted to stop any of the others being targetted except by me, once they had hired me. Rushed into the whole affair."

Dorian says, "And what then? Are you going to let the others in on it, so they 'disappear'? What if they hire OTHER assassins?"

Blackwolf-J shakes her head. "They should all know of the threat. I told Random, and asked him to contact everyone on the list and warn them.I wasn't going to keep the threat to myself."

Dorian nods, "But my point is...you were hired to take down Eleven, right? What happens when/if you have to prove you killed him?"

Blackwolf-J says, "i told them Wolfguard only act after agreeing the contact with the boss of the organisation we are working for. That's true, so if they check that will be confirmed. The meeting has to happen before they expect me to go after Eleven or any of the others."

Dorian says, "And you want to take him down then?"

Dorian says, "Or are you going to decide at that moment?"

Blackwolf-J nods. "Take him at the meeting. I'll be inside, and as soon as I know the meeting time and place I'll contact as many others as I can. I'm not going to go charging in on my own. I'll have as many there as I can arrange."

Dorian smiles, "Alright...good."

Blackwolf-J smiles back. "Wolfguard to the rescue. That's our motto."

Dorian chuckles. "You think the REAL Wolfguard might actually take notice?"

Blackwolf-J says, "They don't exist when I came back from. You know all my sisters and brothers came into to SG last year. Well we're all grown up, and after we took out the old Wolfguard we formed the Wolfguard Special Ops Team. Part of the Europen Defence Force."

Dorian blinks. "Oh. I didn't actually realize that."

Blackwolf-J smiles, "Well, it won't happen for another seven years."

Dorian says, "Oh. But...what about them NOW then? I mean...they find out that two operatives that they dont' remember sending here killed a couple of people on camera?"

Blackwolf-J looks stunned. "Oh... Uh, I didn't think of that. I'm so used to them not existing anymore. I didn't even give it a thought."

Dorian nods, "They'll send someone to investigate."

Blackwolf-J nods. "Yes."

Dorian nods, "Alright...well, is there anything else you think I should know?"

Blackwolf-J thinks, slowly shakes head. "I think you know everything I do now. Any advice for me?"

Dorian nods, "Just what I've suggested so far. Don't go out in that outfit too often."

Blackwolf-J nods. "I won't."

Dorian smiles, "I'm just glad that you're alright. I was worried."

Blackwolf-J says, "I'm so sorry. I should have told you."

Blackwolf-J has a sudden thought, "Dorian, can you double check and make sure the warning has gotten to eveyone on the death list?"

Random Violence frowns at the voices, at someone being in "his home". He moves to take a look.

Dorian smiles, "I'd be hypocritical if I expected you to tell me. After all...I actually died, and didn't tell some people. At least one is still pissed at me for making her mourn. Yeah, I can check. It was...Eleven...and the blue haired girl...and...Stephie? Who's Stephie?"

Blackwolf-J smirks, "Random's new girlfriend, or she wants to be anyway. Look for a young girl hanging onto his arm."

Dorian nods, "Alright. Any others?"

Blackwolf-J nods. "Two more. That experimental police robot, I heard him called Bonker, and the mage with the mutton-chops. Fate, I think he was called."

Random Violence blinks.

Dorian nods. "Alright."

Dorian hears the noise of Random walking around, and looks in that direction.

Random Violence scowls. "Yo."

Dorian blinks, looking at Random. "Geez."

Blackwolf-J looks up, smiles at first on seeing Random, and then loses the smile as she sees the condition of him. "Random, what the..."

Random Violence jumps down, floating to rest on the floor.

Random Violence says, "Sorry. Haven't been able to arrange for running water yet."

Blackwolf-J says, "What's happened to you?"

Random Violence smirks.

Random Violence says, "You haven't heard? I thought the whole WORLD had!"

Random Violence says, "Ok, so all of the East Coast maybe?"

Dorian furrows his brow, "I heard you got fired. But that's it."

Random Violence says, "I'm SG's goat du'jour. They tossed me out lock, stock and barrel, right on my keister!"

Blackwolf-J speaks in a concerned tone, "Roger is being Roger. He's a jerk. The whole of SGG knows that. But this isn't the way to show Roger he's an ass. Show him and Horatio how wrong they are."

Random Violence says, "Psiren ran home to momma. Or whatever she had back in Greece. She hasn't been answering my calls."

Dorian says, "Random...were you staying at SG?"

Random Violence nods.

Random Violence says, "I figured I could get more work done that way. For all the good it did me."

Dorian nods, "Well...you're welcome to crash at my place, until you get on your feet."

Blackwolf-J says, "You were the one we all came to when we needed support. Not Horatio. Definitely not Roger. You can't give up like this. You can stay at the Gym, Random. There's living quarters on the second floor."

Random Violence sighs. "I..." He stops for a moment, and you think you can see him, well, quivering might be the v=best word for it, but you're not sure. "I appreciate that. Really. But I don't think that would be best."

Dorian shakes his head, "Not for the best? Come on...either option is better than HERE!"

Random Violence's voice gets hard. Bitter. Cold. "I don't want you implicated in what happen next."

Dorian raises a brow at that. "And...what's going to happen next, Random?"

When he speaks, his voice is little more than a whisper. "You'll see. And so will they. They're not getting away with this. This can't just USE people like this, and then throw them away. Waterman was right." He looks at you, a sad look in his eyes. Slowly, he salutes Blackwolf, then extends a hand to Dorian. "I've always respected you. Loved you. But... I just can't do this anymore." He then leaps into the air and attempts to fly back out the skylight.

Blackwolf-J looks up after Random with open distress on her faces. "Random! Uncle Random... Uncle...?"

Dorian yells after him, "Random! Stop!" There's a flash of light as he changes form, and attempts to give chase.

Random Violence crashes through the skylight and then simply disappears.

Spirit follows up into the air, knowing that he went invisible. "Random! Don't you DARE run from me! I was always proud to help you, and I want to do that now." He scans the area with an EM scan to see if he picks up a trace of Random.

Blackwolf-J watches Dorian and Random fly off, and sags down onto the sofa, hugging herselves, and wondering why everything is going to pieces around her.

Spirit is just right above the skylight, still, lighting up the sky a little bit.

Spirit also starts to brighten up the sky, in an attempt to try to get Random's attention even more...in a 256 meter radius around him, the sky lights up brightly.

Spirit is currently over a building, giving off a LOT of light...he's quite bright against the afternoon sky.

Bilbo is hopping from rooftop to rooftop as he spies a bright light in the sky and heads over in that direction.

Bilbo is currently hopping from rooftop to rooftop towards the big shiny thing hovering in the sky (Spirit)

Spirit lets the light die down, as apparently Random has flown off, and fled. He says quietly..."Damnit..I just wanted to help."

Bilbo hops onto the roof of the abandoned house, shading his eyes with one paw, as he sighs, "Oh. Its just you, Random."

Dorian says, "Yeah...just me. I lost track of your old mentor. He ran off."

Bilbo ponders a bit, "Oh. You mean Random Factor. Yeah. Starguard fired him right quick once they learned about his plans for that Psi-shield. Guess Dominatrix didn't want anyone in Starguard that would be immune to her power. Probably made Roger and Horatio humiliate him like that to try to destroy him so he wouldn't interfere in her plans. The evil witch!"

Spirit just looks at him. "Yeah. Umm...maybe. I just wanted to give him a place to stay, and he mentioned something about not wanting me implicated. He's talking like he's going to strike back at Starguard."

Bilbo bobs his head ethusiastically, "Someone needs to take out Dominatrix's mind-controlled minions and capture her before its too late! She's supposed to have all of Starguards secrets now. Access to who knows how much alien weaponry and stuff. Random Factor's the only one who can do it!"

Spirit shakes his head, "Not in the state he's in. He apparently can't even wash himself."

Bilbo sniffs as his ears droop, "They did very mean things to him . . . Its not right. Thats why I decided to leave Starguard forever! I'm going to be an apprentice to the Sorcerer Surpreme now and learn magic and stuff. Whats way better than fighting aliens and saving the worlds and . . ." He looks a bit depressed now, actually.

Random Violence thankfully manages to stiffle his snort. Suddenly, none of this is NEARLY as funny as it had struck him for a moment there. He HATES what he's doing to his friends, but he can't quit. Not yet.

Spirit nods, "Well, he needs help now. A lot of it. At the very least, some counseling."

Bilbo shakes his little head, "No. Nonononononono. The problem is Starguard! No one listens to a little monkey. I told people you weren't dead and asked for their help, and they just ignored me. I tell people what Dominatrix is doing, and they just ignore me again. Its not right. Didn't I catch those stingers? Didn't I help Wasp?"

Spirit shakes his head, and he FINALLY raises his voice. "At the moment, I don't give a DAMN about Starguard! I want to save my friend from the pit he's in! Starguard can take care of it's own self!" He shakes his head again, as if clearing it. "After Random has been helped, then I can worry about stuff like that."

Bilbo stumbles back as Spirit yells at him, sniffling loudly, then he turns his back on Spirit, "Thats what would have helped him. Fix Starguard and everything can go back to the way it was before . . ." Slumped forward in depression, he hops over to the neighboring building and scampers away.

Spirit says quietly, "No...let me rephrase that. After _Kyle_ has been helped, then I can worry about Starguard."

Spirit slowly lands back inside the building, and changes back sorrowfully. He mutters to himself, "Things never go back the way they were. Ever."

Dorian finishes transforming into his civvies, and heads back downstairs.

Blackwolf-J is huddled on the sagging sofa with her 'sister'. They are holding each in their arms and crying softly.

Dorian closes his eyes, and sighs a little. "Girls. I'm sorry. I couldn't stop him. He's always been a sneaky type. I coudln't sense him at all."

Blackwolf-J nods slowly. "When I was injured I asked to come back here while I was on medical leave. My time here was among the This was the happiest

Blackwolf-J nods slowly. "When I was injured I asked to come back here while I was on medical leave. My time here was among the happiest days of my life. So why has everything fallen apart?"

Dorian smiles slightly. "I'm guessing two reasons. One...you were young. Young people see things in an ideal way. Two...well, things weren't always happy. I remember having to live in the sewers when metas were outlawed by the vampire that took over town. I remember completely losing my senses when in Nigeria, the last time I was there, not so long ago. Everyone mourning ME. Friends kidnapped. Brainwashed." He sighs again, "No...this really isn't a happy place, in general. But, we do what we can, and we keep plugging forward, and do our best. That's all one can hope to do."

Blackwolf-J gives a slight nod. "I guess you're right. I wish I had the naswers. I don't know what I'm going to do when this is over. Even if I don't end up in jail for what I've done, I can't go back to Starguard. Not after the way they treated Random. "

Dorian nods and smiles, "You're not the first to leave Starguard in disgust. Trust me. I'll do whatever I can to help Kyle. Assuming I can find him again."

Dorian says, "First...I need to get that crystal to the DA. I can't forget about that. And don't forget to call me. Every forty-eight hours, remember."

Blackwolf-J nods. "If it gets to forty-eight hours and one minute you can safely assume I'm dead."

Dorian looks sad at that. "Dont' make me come to that conclusion, alright?"