Persecuted and Over-Powered

[Gifted]

Okay, seriously guys. It's hard to paint the government as the bad guy when a single person can tear apart the earth if they wanted to. But in this case, they don't. Or they didn't, until the persecution and cruel experiments started. Do they want to now? I don't know, let's find out!

[Gifted]

Name: Unknown. Everyone calls him Rook
Age: 25
Power: Controls and creates shadows and darkness. Also, weak future telling abilities that only see things that will cause him pain.
Appearance: Somewhat boyish face that makes him appear younger, with full cheeks and bright green eyes. These green eyes, however, are rather hard and cold. He rarely ever smiles. His hair is blonde and long, coming down past his ears and almost reaching his shoulders, though its layered and doesn't hang down around his face like a girls would.
Clothing: A pinstriped suit jacket with a white button up shirt and black tie underneath. However, it has all been clearly torn to shreds. Both the shirt and jacket are ripped, sliced, torn and bloodstained. If he believes there is a high likelihood a fight will end poorly for him, he'll take his jacket off beforehand since it might restrict his movement. Not that it does much, which is one of the few advantages of the thing being ripped to shreds.
Anything Else?: On a rampage of revenge against the government. Gathers followers to help him easily but doesn't trust anyone so also drops them easily. Paranoid as all hell.


Name: David Suzuki Collins
Age: 7
Powers: Electricity/Technomancy. Can also turn invisible
Appearance: Adorable little blond boy Rook rescued when Rook was 23. Blue eyes, full lips and an expression that defaults to a smile. Wearing just a grey shirt and khaki pants, though these are in much better condition than Rook's clothes.
Anything Else?: Follows Rook everywhere

Name: Flare Crockford
Age: 16
Powers: Water
Appearance: Black hair with red streaks. Fairly pretty, with blue eyes and an easy smile. Has some resemblance to the other women in her family. Wears a tank top with a white-orange gradient from top to bottom and jean capris.
Anything Else: Garnet's sister, but hasn't seen her in ages

Name: Rick Martinez
Age: 19
Powers: Power negator
Appearance: Fuck off, you know what Rick looks like
Anything else?: Works for the government

Name: Stephanie Clark
Age: 17
Powers: Air. She can control it down to the molecular level.
Appearance: Variable
Anything Else?: Kailens partner from the future!

Name: Megan Kirsten
Age: unknown (looks 17-19)
Powers: Invulnerability (doesn't age as a side effect)
Appearance: Tall, slender woman with full brown hair. Brown eyes and looks slightly tan. Wears white pants with a tight fitting blue V-neck t-shirt.
Anything else?: Nope, she's pretty dull.

Name: Joan Wenkeling
Age: 12
Powers: Telekinesis
Appearance: what do you think?
Anything else?: Also government.

[Raven]

Name: Kailen Belacqua
Age: somewhere between 17 and 20. He's not precisely sure anymore, though his body seems to age differently depending on when he is
Powers: time travel
Appearance: Wavy black hair and green eyes. He used to smile a lot, but he doesn't as much anymore. He wears exclusively jeans and Zelda t-shirts.
Anything else?: Kailen is from 25 years in the future.

Name: Katrina Storm
Age: 18
Powers: healing, personal reincarnation (Katrina cannot heal herself, but after she dies she will always come back)
Appearance: long brown hair she generally lets free, green eyes. Her shirt was white.
Anything else?: with Ryan

Name: Ryan Villein
Age: 17
Powers: cellular adaptation
Appearance: when he's not mimicking, strawberry blonde hair and purple eyes (fite me). Very fit. His clothing fits him well.
Anything else?: with Katrina

Name: Kenny Clark
Age: 19
Powers: memory manipulation. Mild persuasive powers.
Appearance: messy black hair, blue eyes, pale skin. He smirks a lot, but they're generally not warm smiles. Wears a button down shirt and black jeans.
Anything else?: Adam's identical twin. Betcha didn't know that.

Name: Adam Clark
Age: 19
Powers: emotion manipulation on a large scale. He can shift an entire crowd's mood at once. Unless he willfully changes it, he emits an aura of whatever he's feeling at the time.
Appearance: messy black hair, blue eyes, pale skin. Wears jeans and t shirts.
Anything else?:

Name: Garnet Crockford
Age: 23
Powers: emotion manipulation, thought pushing. Can sense and alter someone's feelings and even thoughts about anything, can plant specific thoughts and ideas inside a person's mind.
Appearance: black hair that goes just past her shoulder, blue eyes.
Anything else?: Flare's big sister

Name: Clara
Age: 18
Powers: absorbs physical powers and can shoot them off at another time. They are automatically absorbed if used on her, and she can pull them from nearby as well
Appearance: long red hair that's always tied into an intricate braid, blue eyes. She wears a dress.
Anything else?:

Name: Mercy Beckett
Age: 18
Powers: Light. Illusions, painful brightness, heat, firestarting, plasma, lasers.
Appearance: Short, with short black hair, a couple of freckles across her face, and green eyes.
Anything else?:

[Raven]

Seven. That was how many times he'd tried to save his mother only to watch the sweetest person in the world be enslaved or killed. He wasn't going to give up, but he had found a place to rest and think about his next move. He'd gone up against them seven times and lost, but no matter how close he got, he wasn't considered a threat. While he remembered all seven times, they didn't remember any of them. Thankfully, his power prevented that. If they had wanted him dead, he doubted they wouldn't find a way. Between the three of them and their followers, they were nearly unbeatable.

However, here they weren't looking for him. In this little café a year before he knew his mother would be stabbed three times, according to his latest attempts. There were three tables outside the shop with little umbrellas over them. His was the only one occupied. It seemed normal, and though he knew he'd spent his entire life under the rule of the dictator that would ultimately destroy his life, it still shocked him how normal things could be. Yes, there were four guards within shouting distance who wouldn't hesitate to gun him down if he said the wrong thing, and if he were to speak, it would almost certainly be recorded, but it was a nice day. It was peaceful, and he'd relaxed a bit sitting there, eating a scone.

[Gifted]

"You think you can run from me?" The sinister voice called after her with a laugh that made her blood run cold. Stephanie Clark didn’t dare look back at the voice she knew was gaining. She gasped for air she knew was there, her lungs screaming and her legs pushing her as fast as she could go. But it was still right behind her. She couldn’t escape that voice.
“That's adorable."
Stephanie dashed down am alley, zig-zagging around the tightest corners, through the narrowest streets. Against her face the water in the air froze, pricking her, causing her to bleed. The air! She parted it frantically, flinging water everywhere in her wake, the dry air offering less resistance as she sprinted through.
She turned into a large main road, deserted of cars with cafe tables directly across from her, an idyllic little scene that pulled her up short. No. No, she was too exposed. Bug could see her here. Bug could find her. Her wide eyes darted this and that way, taking in the wide intersection and open roads in just a few seconds. Where had this intersection come from?! This wasn’t where she was supposed to be! Where were the dilapidated buildings, the concrete dust, the glass having long since shattered? She must have taken a wrong turn-
Footsteps. She was going to be at the intersection. She was gaining. Stephanies eyes darted and she spotted a chance. Building under construction. No glass in the windows. Stephanie dived towards it, and the density of the air pushed her in with seconds to spare before Flare Crockford turned the corner. Stephanie pressed her back into the dark corner and held her hands to her mouth, the only way she could think to quiet her labored panting.
She heard a door creak open. Stephanie stood frozen, wishing she could silence the painful pounding in her chest.

[Raven]

Kailen instantly caught on to what was happening. The things that most people tried not to notice because they couldn't help even if they did had become his life in the last couple years. In the time it took the girl to get down the street, Kailen was quietly, discreetly watching. In the time it took Flare to nearly catch up to her, Kailen had put a few dollars on the little table and disappeared. Most people would assume he had teleported out of there, like any sane person would do, but that wasn't Kailen's style. He likely would have stood aside once in his life, but he couldn't do that any longer. Instead, Kailen had moved back to a quiet time when he could enter the building undetected and wait for this exact moment. As Stephanie tried to calm her breathing, Kailen came out, holding his hands palm-down, looking the least dangerous he could.

[Gifted]

Being who she was, in the position she was in, the fact that Stephanie did not at all recognize this man made him feel far less threatening than if she could immediately place his face. She still hesitated, her panic making her uncertain, but then she heard Flare open the door and walk inside. Stephanie shrunk back into the corner, and Flare kept up her taunting words. "Hide as best you can, deary. The hunt is my favourite part. And I can always freeze you if you bore me."
He could see Stephanie shaking, and she was willing to take the risk of talking to him. "Are you from the resistance?" She asked in a hurried whisper, glancing around in paranoid fear. Had they somehow found out her secret had been found out and come to rescue her? Did it even really matter at this point? That was hardly the most important question. "Can you get me out??"

[Raven]

It would have been nice to be able to explain everything. To be able to tell her what all was going on, but in that moment, Stephanie didn't have time. And that wasn't going to happen on his watch. Time was his specialty, after all. "Not exactly, but yeah, I can," Kailen whispered, holding out his hand.

[Gifted]

Stephanie nodded and took his hand. At this point, nothing he could do could possibly be worse than what was going to happen when Flare got ahold of her.

[Raven]

There were a few seconds - a few seconds Stephanie might not have been able to detect - that they were nowhere; nowhen. Then they were three hours before, on the outskirts of the city, occupying a space that had been held by himself at some point, but had recently been vacated. "We'll be safe here for now."

[Gifted]

Stephanie sighed, assuming they had teleported and feeling immensely relieved. "Thank you. You saved my life." She exhaled and sat down, leaning against a building and trying to get her frantic heartrate to slow.

[Raven]

"Hey, anything I can do to make their lives harder, huh?" Kailen asked, giving a small smile.

[Gifted]

She laughed. "Yeah." But then something clicked. "It isn't safe to say stuff like that here though, is it? Can't Bug see us here?" She bit her lip. "We should go to the ruined district; he has less control there."

[Raven]

"I'm not too afraid of him," Kailen stated. "I can always go back."

[Gifted]

"Go back? Go back where?" Stephanie was baffled by this statement.