I'd Rather Die
Character Weakness to Power Negation:
Marie stepped forward spat in Amos' direction "Liar! He has a demon locked up in the old chicken coop, I saw it myself."
Amos ran up to his father grasped his shirt "Don't listen to her Pa, ain't no such thing as demons." Amos tugged on his fathers shirt as hot tears streamed down his face "Come on Pa, lets go back inside."
"THERE IT IS!!!!!" shrieked Marie prompting everyone to direct their attention to the old coop. Out of the darkness the shape of Amos' creature came into view, first it's glowing green eyes then it's feline figure and then finally it's crocodilian scales.
"Zeerahb! Amos what have you done!?" cried Ma as she stepped behind her husband.
Pa pushed Amos into the wet dirt and cast a look dripping with rage and disappointment "You gone and thrown your lot in with the devil boy? Well after I deal with your demon Imma purge my family of your stain. You ain't my son no more." he turned his sights on the creature and raised his gun.
Amos shouted "NO!" and shoved his father into the ground. He stood trembling and sobbing beneath the silver light of the moon that peaked through the clouds and then he ran into the darkness followed by his creation.
The chaotic sounds of an enraged mob echoed throughout the bayou, shouts of "demon!", "Find the devil worshiper!" and " Filthy houngan!" tore through the peaceful darkness as Amos and the creature trembled within a fishing boat.
"I wish I never got these powers Remy. Then we wouldn't be in this mess, I would just be a normal gator hunter and you'd still be a house cat." whispered Amos as he stroked his pets head "At least I could turn you back, I'm stuck like this."
"What are you doing boy?" echoed a voice that seemed to come from the darkness its self.
Amos jumped in front of Remy trembling with fear as he struggled to speak "P-p-please sir I ain't no houngan, j-just let us go and we won't cause no harm."
A tall figure cloaked in a hooded robe melted out of the shadows and stepped into the boat causing it to lower into the murky water "You said you wish you never had your powers, so that you could be 'normal'?"
"Yes" replied Amos still trembling.
The figure stretched out his hand and Amos' body tensed as his mouth snapped open in agony "Do you feel that boy? That pain you feel is me taking your power away."
"Please, stop the pain!" cried Amos as he writhed within the boat.
"What you feel is death. I am not the one causing the pain, your psyche is. Your subconscious knows what is happening and is rejecting it, by the time I finish you will be dead, nothing but an empty husk.
"STOP!! Please." Amos' plea echoed throughout the swamp beckoning the attention of the mob which was now heading in his direction.
Enhanced Intelligence: supreme
The stranger lowered his hand and Amos' cries subsided into soft whimpers "I know all about you Amos, you were born with a voracious appetite for knowledge, while your friends played in mud you swam in the knowledge of great minds like Darwin, Delbruck and Haldane. You probably even improved on some of their work. Then one day you realized there was nothing left to learn from books and no one with whom you could share your knowledge with." the sounds of the mob increased as they drew nearer to Amos' location causing Remy to shuffle into the corner of the boat.
"But then," continued the stranger "something miraculous happened, it was as if God himself had answered your secret prayers by gifting you with the power to transfer your knowledge from the theoretical to the physical. But in the end you were still cursed by inferior beings who would never understand you or your abilities. You know that as long as you stay here you will stagnate and eventually go mad."
Amos' trembling subsided as he listened to the strangers alluring words "So let me guess, you want me to leave with you and forsake my family. If that's the case, you can stop talking now and take me with you."
Transmogrification: supreme (rank 3)
- Ranged Attack
- Area Affect
- Target Seeker
Amos and Remy timidly followed the stranger through the thick darkness as the savage commotion of the mob stayed steadily on their heels "Uhm s'cuse me sir," whispered Amos trying to break the tension "if you don't mind me asking whats yur name?"
"Dogma? Impressive name." replied Amos as he stared at the strangers back in admiration "Way more impressive than Amos."
Dogma stopped and turned, setting his ancient eyes hidden within the shadow of his hood upon the young boy "Then why don't you change it to something more suited to the real you?"
"I always liked my last name, my family was named after a god with power over life and death. If I could change my name I would simply call myself Dagda." mused Amos as orange light of torches formed behind Dogma.
The roar of the crowd washed over Dogma, Dagda and Remy like a chaotic tsunami of rage and hate as the denizens of the bayou marched towards the trio "Well Dagda, it looks like your first night will be spent purging the world of these vermin, don't have too much fun." Dogma turned to the crowd and melted back into shadows leaving nothing but air between Dagda and the irate mob.
Dagda placed his hand on Remy's head and as his smile grew so did Remy. With each he grew, Remy's eyes grew more savage and wild, as if Dagda was infusing him with all his pent up rage. As the crowd watched Remy grow larger and fiercer their pace slowed and their shouts became whispers "Don't stop now!" jeered Dagda as Remy towered over him dripping sizzling spit from his massive maw "I'm just getting started." suddenly a swarm of giant insects with large pincers, huge wings and blazing hot bulbs erupted from the nearby foliage "Despair for Dagda has no pity for worms."
Healing: superior (rank 2)
- Ranged Attack
- Target Seeker
Horrid screams infected the blood tinged air as the monstrous creatures tore through the terrified crowd sending charred flesh and mangled limbs flying into the moonlit night. Dagda's smile glistened as he sat on Remy's back snickering with crunch that came from Remy's corpse filled jaws "Survival of the fittest. In the end all creatures are bound by that one supreme law."
The Calamity of Dagda's wrath spread throughout bayou as his creations hunted down everything that moved. In the midst of the screams and bloody cries, the weak sound of a girl crept into Dagda's ears "Amos, help us please."
Dagda jumped of his pet's back and followed the cries to a tree where Marie and his parents huddled together trying to tend to their wounds "So this is where you're hidin'. I thought you'd be lunch meat by now." teased Dagda.
"Help us son!" cried Pa "Do your duty and protect your family."
A tear ran down Dagda's face and melted away his smile as he gazed upon his father and whispered to himself "Family." he stretched out his hand and the wounds that riddled his family's body slowly vanished "So much for survival of the fittest."
Disintegration: superior (rank 2)
- Ranged Attack
- Target Seeker
"What do you think you are doing Dagda?" boomed Dogma's voice from the shadows "Don't tell me you still harbor a connection to the pests." the air became still as Dogma gracefully descended from the night sky "You must choose where your ties lie. Do you want stay here and dwell with the chimps, or do you want to ascend to new heights with the family I can provide you?"
Dagda turned his gaze to his family, wiped his eyes and placed his hand on his fathers shoulder "This could have ended differently but you chose ignorance over knowledge. First I will destroy your family, then I will purge the world of your stain. I am not your son." Marie and her mother let out soul scarring screams as their flesh and bones began to burn away is if they were sprayed by acid "Survival of the fittest."
(Ekhidna Labs, Present Time)
"After that night he brought me here to be taught by the greatest minds he find, until I was the greatest mind he could find. Then he personally put me in charge of this facility's R&D department and added me to the Council." Dr.Dagda adjusted his glasses "So, has your curiosity been sated for now Mr.Friendly?"
Felix stood up with a smirk on his face as he began to leave "The conference is two weeks from today. I'll need your answer before then." Felix slowly approached the large doors of the lab and started to open them when he got his answer.
"Fine, I'll come to your little soiree but I'm not cutting my hair. Maybe if you're lucky I'll bring a friend."