The forest glistened in few as a new season dawned upon us. The first days of spring hath arrived, and the gleaming sunlight sparklers through the oak trees, as the warlock traveled the old mountain path.

But suddenly, a humongous horde of Oka Goblins emerged. The Warlock says:

“Arise, my promised friend!”

Suddenly, a demon, 12 feet in height emerged through a golden portal, and began to launch spells. The warlock and the demon fought off the goblins, and destroyed the pack. As the dust settled and the dust dried, the warlock spoke.

“Old friend, I have a query.”

“What, friend?”

“What are those new beguiling marks that lays upon your eye and chin?”

The demon hesitated to spoke.

“Is the revolution still ongoing?”

“Alas, it is. I was robbed by some fiendishly sneaky Government Agents. I got my revenge, but I may no longer see out of this eye.”

The warlock was outraged by this news.

“SERIOUSLY?! GODS, THAT GOVERNMENT IS BESMIRCHED IN TYRANNY AND VILENESS UNCOUNTED!”

“Yes, I know. I’m in the Revolution, for gods sakes. You know this. Sometimes, however, I wish I could just take a break and escape, even if for a small moment.”

“I know. But you and I are aware of the contract. At max, You or I can summon each other for 2 weeks.”

“Yes, I know. The lakes of gold and stringy leaves are a pleasantry, but not when it’s always on fire.”

“Well… you got two weeks. I’ll see what I can show you up here.”

“Really?! Thank you, old friend. I’ll be sure to cherish it. Truly, this means more than you could possibly know.”

“Anytime. Now, first things first, do you wanna stop by a magic store, or something? I don’t believe Dragons exist in your realm, do they? I’ll see if I can find you a dragon egg.”

“YOU WOULD!? I HAVE ALWAYS WANTED A PET!!”

“Oh yeah, they’re pretty rare, but the lady down there owns a farm of them. And she still owes me for saving her farm from bandits.”

“I simply MUST have you meet my sister, Atrea. She owns an extra Chimera E. She may be willing to give it to you, should you ever visit.”

“Of course, I would love to visit! But is it safe with the rebellion?”

“Yes, it just depend on where you go.”

“I’ll hold you to that!”

“Please do, old friend.”

The weapon portrayed on his back was like none to my knowledge. It was long, a sleek black, with several buttons, and a long barrel. I could recognize my own weapons, my cherished tools of an apparently almost forgotten time. But really, I was more intrigued than mad. I stood there staring at it, and the Druid said

“Would you like your old weapons back, or something?”

“No, mighty Druid, a weapon who’s owner is lost to time needs company, and I’m glad you’ve upheld the mantle in my stead, but could you perchance tell me what that other ghastly weapon of the New World you hold is?”

“Oh, this thing?” He says, taking off the holster from his back and extending it.

“This, my knightly friend, is a weapon from the future. It’s a highly capable weapon, but requires a fair amount of maintenance. Are you aware of a gun?”

“Yes, I am well kempt in the art of the Flintlock. But you can’t tell me this sleek mechanism happens to be a measly Flintlock?”

“No, my friend, it happens not to be. It is a whole different class of gun. In the 21st Century, guns have expanded in range of weapon and tactile usage than just a flintlock of a cannon. This, is a military grade weapon known as an M4 Carbine, a multi-range Assault Rifle, not allowed to be owned by the public.”

“I.. kindly, am confused. “Assault Rifle.” What does this mean?”

“Do you see this little cartridge?” He point to a black and Grey container.

“This, holds the necessary ammunition for the weapon. This amount of ammunition can be fired at rapid speeds, speeds that make this weapon perfect for modern military Warcraft. Obviously, there are other weapons, more adept for stealth or power, or also explosives, but this weapon is mine, and I will keep it to the end.”

Now, I was even more perplexed. How many, and how much ammunition? What damage could it do?

“Druid, I have another query. May you demonstrate the power of the 21st Century, and shoot it at that Deer, not far off in the distance?”

“Sure, but buddy, you will need to stand a pretty far distance back. Being to close can make your ears go deaf over a time of exposure.”

That terrified me. What kind of weapon makes you dead over time, and what power does such a weapon hold?

I stood behind a hill, and he fired. Rapid beat hit the air like war drums, and split the sky. Within a second, it was over. I peeked over the ridge, and the deer was not just dead. It was absolutely desecrated. It’s body was a mangled mess of blood and bone. No human weapon of this time could do such a thing. What were modern time like, where such a weapon was needed?

“It’s over, now. This weapon isn’t exactly for hunting, as you can tell.”

“Noted.” What else was I to say? The weapon terrified me to my core. It fired so much ammunition in such little allowance of time.

“It’s not exactly your Forte, I can tell. Also, why do you call my Druid?”

“The clothes you wear, they are looking of grass, and you have horns on your head.”

“This is modern military camouflage, known as a Ghillie Suit.”

“Strange. Very Strange.”

“Yeah, I know. The M4 is more of an American Weapon, but despite it, it’s a good weapon.”

“American? What is that?”

“You know, the people who live across the world? Oh, wait. What year is it?”

“1490.” I replied.

“And, perchance, do you know who Christopher Columbus is?”

“No, why, is he important?”

“Oh, shit.”

Riz- Power: Void Shaman

Can call and summon the power of the Black Liquid, the Life Draining Void

Abilities;

Can summon energy draining, sticky black liquid in a variety of quantities

Can summon the Dwellers of the Dark, The Liquid Lurkers.

Can solidify the liquid.

And here, our story begins.

Screaming and panic filled terror traverses through the street as the slobbering villain bellowed a howl of hunger. But little did he know, his huge exterior and rows of sharp teeth could not seduce what was to come above. I soared down and prepared a landing punch, with the force of the hardened void in my hand. I pulled back, extended my reach, and from the soaring sky, the pavement caves and the monsters head cracked. He screamed with horror as the lights went out. I expected a lot of cheers and sighs as I defeated the monster, and his corpse laid in a smoking heap on the hot pavement. But, they stood in shock.

“THE MONSTERS OWN LEADER KILLED IT!”

“HOW RUTHLESS!”

“GET AWAY! HE’LL KILL US!”

Confused, I stood there. But nonetheless, I hopped from the corpse and walked towards them in an attempt to explain, but like a flash, I was tackled, and apprehended by an unknown force. They cheered in delight as I was flung from the street to the middle of the lake with incredible force. While in the air, I extended my hand, and a pillar of void reached to my. I turned my hand into a long tentacle and grabbed on. I lept up, and looked. Oh, perfect. Number One Hero, Grandboom, has zoomed and stolen my spotlight. He can summon fire in numerous quantities, which explains how he tackled and flew me to drown.

“I’ve never seen a villain quite as obnoxiously stupid as you. Who might you be?” He says, in a haughty tone

“I-villain? No sir, I tried to help those people.”

“But… your abilities. I’ve only seen countless villains past use that, and I know when I see a villain.”

“I can assure you sir, I mean no harm.” My heart beat in my chest like thunder asunder. I was presumed a villain for my abilities?

“Even so…” He trailed off. The people looked at him with awe and might. A couple people started recording and pointing their phones and cameras directly at me.

“No. The abilities you wield are to powerful to be wielded with the people in mind. Give up being a hero now, or I will see to it you are made to quit. If you become a villain, I’ll kill you anyways.”

“So, umm, lose-lose?”

“Yes. Or you win and don’t “lose-lose” your life”

“With all due respect sir, It’s been my dream to be a hero all my life. I idolized your predecessor, Univar. I can’t quit”

I hadn’t noticed, but more heroes showed up as I talked. A and B ranking heroes, mainly.

“Then for this, I apologize. You seem like a capable young man. Maybe you’ll survive.”

In an instant, he charged, with intent to explode me instead of fight me. I rose a wall, and he crashed into it. His Will didn’t falter, and he kept charging. He kept going into it, and the wall cracked, but didn’t break. I prepared a punch, and he broke through. I punched, and he flew against the bottom wall of the pier. The crowd of heroines and heroes, and civilians all gasped in awe.

“Leave him. Hell will come in time.”

The next day, the papers arrived. They claimed I was neutral, not villainous or good. Neutral Powers are considered the most dangerous of all, because their actions are seen as a flip, to switch. I am not a hero, or a villain. I’m the worst kind of intersection.

The court drew back in awe as the words of the Queen drew from her mouth like swords from the sheathe.

“But your Majesty, if you’ll just see his capabilities, you’ll note he’s more than-“ Said Chancellor Grivon.

“ENOUGH. I WILL SEE TO IT. MY SOLDIERS WILL ACCOMPANY ME!”

I decide to speak, as my years of training will not go to waste here. I will slay the forces of the Darkheld, whether I am told to or not.

“With all due respect, Your Majesty, May I please be allowed to demonstrate what I can do? My only goal is to be allowed to do this.”

“Ho, you hold yourself brave, boy. Stand, and face Ainsylwith. I will see to it that our finest wizard teach you the powers you willingly defy.”

Not an hour later, I am set to fight Magistrate Ainsylwith, Stongest of The Queen. She has lost her children to the Darkheld, so I see that she want not another child to be lost to the evil that lurks beyond the Mountain.

The crowd looks in silence as Ainsylwith lumbers onto the field of battle. He looks solemnly at the Queen, who says:

“Show the boy mercy. The battle is already in your favor.”

“Yes, my lady.” His words sounded shattered and broken.

He charges, and the trumpets sound. A Phoenix Flame erupts from his blade. I dodge, and feel the thunder in my legs. He realizes it not, but he is open. And even though it’s for a split second, I can cover the gap. Electric energy swarms my legs, and I practically leap to him. Within an instant, he has been cut, and frozen from the legs up to the wounded chest area.

“Ice Age, Cavernous Crash.”

His head falls and his shoulders lower. He is not dead, but certainly won’t be feeling his legs anytime soon. Before it happened, the crowd fell silent, and the big band stopped, confused.

The Queen rose, and with a grim face, said

“Clearly, you have proven yourself worthy. I appreciate you for heeding the words I gave to poor Ainsylwith. Ainsylwith, my rock, thank you for trying. But you, young lad, have proven me wrong, and may my court bear witness. I declare thee, The Grand Champion! Take your party and lead them into the depths of the Darkhelds repugnant depths, and slay it from within! Best of luck, and we will give support.”

The crowd sighed and cheered, acknowledging their new hero. Finally, it’s time for an adventure.

Riz- Power: Void Shaman

Can call and summon the power of the Black Liquid, the Life Draining Void

Abilities;

Can summon energy draining, sticky black liquid in a variety of quantities

Can summon the Dwellers of the Dark, The Liquid Lurkers.

Can solidify the liquid.

And here, our story begins.

Screaming and panic filled terror traverses through the street as the slobbering villain bellowed a howl of hunger. But little did he know, his huge exterior and rows of sharp teeth could not seduce what was to come above. I soared down and prepared a landing punch, with the force of the hardened void in my hand. I pulled back, extended my reach, and from the soaring sky, the pavement caves and the monsters head cracked. He screamed with horror as the lights went out. I expected a lot of cheers and sighs as I defeated the monster, and his corpse laid in a smoking heap on the hot pavement. But, they stood in shock.

“THE MONSTERS OWN LEADER KILLED IT!”

“HOW RUTHLESS!”

“GET AWAY! HE’LL KILL US!”

Confused, I stood there. But nonetheless, I hopped from the corpse and walked towards them in an attempt to explain, but like a flash, I was tackled, and apprehended by an unknown force. They cheered in delight as I was flung from the street to the middle of the lake with incredible force. While in the air, I extended my hand, and a pillar of void reached to my. I turned my hand into a long tentacle and grabbed on. I kept up, and looked. Oh, perfect. Number One Hero, Grandboom, has zoomed and stolen my spotlight. He can summon fire in numerous quantities, which explains how he tackled and flew me to drown.

“I’ve never seen a villain quite as obnoxiously stupid as you. Who might you be?” He says, in a haughty tone

“I-villain? No sir, I tried to help those people.”

“But… your abilities. I’ve only seen countless villains past use that, and I know when I see a villain.”

“I can assure you sir, I mean no harm.” My heart beat in my chest like thunder asunder. I was presumed a villain for my abilities?

“Even so…” He trailed off. The people looked at him with awe and might. A couple people started recording and pointing their phones and cameras directly at me.

“No. The abilities you wield are to powerful to be wielded with the people in mind. Give up being a hero now, or I will see to it you are made to quit. If you become a villain, I’ll kill you anyways.”

“So, umm, lose-lose?”

“Yes. Or you win and don’t “lose-lose” your life”

“With all due respect sir, It’s been my dream to be a hero all my life. I idolized your predecessor, Univar. I can’t quit”

I hadn’t noticed, but more heroes showed up as I talked. A and B ranking heroes, mainly.

“Then for this, I apologize. You seem like a capable young man. Maybe you’ll survive.”

In an instant, he charged, with intent to explode me instead of fight me. I rose a wall, and he crashed into it. His Will didn’t falter, and he kept charging. He kept going into it, and the wall cracked, but didn’t break. I prepared a punch, and he broke through. I punched, and he flew against the bottom wall of the pier. The crowd of heroines and heroes, and civilians all gasped in awe.

“Leave him. Hell will come in time.”

The next day, the papers arrived. They claimed I was neutral, not villainous or good. Neutral Powers are considered the most dangerous of all, because their actions are seen as a flip, to switch. I am not a hero, or a villain. I’m the worst kind of intersection.