Triple Trouble - A Superhero RP [Private // stalkers are welcome]

Anthony’s POV

“But—“ Anthony lifted a finger. “Some ground rules. If you mother or try to go soft on me, I will not hesitate to force your legs to carry you into another room, pack my tiny bag, and leave. I am not your friend. I could very easily kill you. Do not forget that.”

Winston’s POV

“Go soft on you?” Winston looked at Remedy in absolute confusion. “What’s that mean? You’ll still eat my cooking right?” He asked, obviously concerned.

“Alright, that sounds good!” Opal said, the mission of hers almost completely forgotten.

Sienna’s POV

“Fantastic.” Sienna smiled, resting a hand on Opal’s shoulder. “You seem to know a lot about these video games. I’ve never played one before.” She hummed to herself as she looked around.

Anthony’s POV

“Treat me like a stranger,” he tried to explain, “Or someone you dislike, it’s better that way.”

Ae-Ri’s POV

“Mhm,” she murmured incredulously, ignoring the awful headache that had come as a result of the massive illusion.

Winston’s POV

“That’s what I’m doing now?” Winnie bit his lip, pulling it in between his teeth while he thought. “Is that bad?”

Opals POV
“Then what about if you came ov—“ Opal remembered why she was with her. “Uhm, Nevermind I, but I recommend you do play a game sometime.”

Winston’s POV

“That’s what I’m doing now?” Winnie bit his lip, pulling it in between his teeth while he thought. “Is that bad?”

Anthony’s POV

Anthony sighed again, clearly frustrated. “Yes,” he answered coldly, “Friendliness in this situation isn’t going to go well for either parties.”

Sienna’s POV

“Perhaps I’ll dream about it.” Sienna replied airily, meaning every word. Opal had succeeded in getting her attention. If she was going to actively seek Sienna out, then Sienna would do the same.

Winston’s POV

“What if I don’t talk to you while you’re at home? Would that make you happy?” Winnie offered. He then halted. “Well… besides calling you for meals?” He was hopeful Remedy would accept.

Anthony’s POV

“Mm. Just don’t get too friendly, and we’ll be just fine,” he responded briskly.

Winston’s POV

“Can I be friends with your creatures?” Winnie asked quietly, his eyes on Samuel. Once he had adjusted to the shocking appearance, he found the creatures to just be… misunderstood.

Anthony’s POV

“The grotesques?” Anthony faked disdain, curling his lip. “You can try. They’re morons though, so don’t expect results. All suffering from severe Brian damage.”

Opals POV
Opal blushed and look down. I will too She thought. This was not going well for her mission, but she couldn’t help but feel happy. She looked back up, and at Pasithea, “ Alright, where to next?”

Alecs POV
Alec hung his head in defeat, now he was going to have to plan a big prison escape. But as they got there a guard walked up to the red haired hero. He smiled, they probably thought that he couldn’t hear them. A plan quickly began to form in his mind. All he had to do was convince the girl.

Anthony’s POV

“The grotesques?” Anthony faked disdain, curling his lip. “You can try. They’re morons though, so don’t expect results. All suffering from severe Brian damage.”

Winston’s POV

Winnie paled considerably. Severe brain damage? All of a sudden he felt the ghost of Remedy’s fingers grazing the back of his neck. Slowly, deliberately. A threat that had no intention of being veiled.

“They still have emotions.” Winston protested, although his voice had faded to something only barely louder than a whisper. “They’re still people.”

Opals POV
Opal blushed and look down. I will too She thought. This was not going well for her mission, but she couldn’t help but feel happy. She looked back up, and at Pasithea, “ Alright, where to next?”

Sienna’s POV

Sienna only kept an 8th of what she stole. She pondered Opal’s question for a moment, debating on how to handle this. Partially reveal her secret by going to a cheap store? Or lie and go to an expensive one. It was definitely more on brand for her to lie, but she wasn’t even dressed as the goddess today. “Let’s let the winds of fate guide us today.” She said calmly, hoping it was cryptic enough to be Pasithea quality.

Opals POV
Opal had to push down an overbubbly, happy feeling. “That sounds like a good idea!” She supposed she could have fun with Pasithea, as long as she remembered to arrest her after.

Anthony’s POV

“Barely,” he responded breezily, “They’re monsters. My monsters. They’ve killed before, they’re not as innocent and misunderstood as you might think. Emotions? Their emotions pretty much consist of hunger and exhaustion.”

Alecs POV
Alec hung his head in defeat, now he was going to have to plan a big prison escape. But as they got there a guard walked up to the red haired hero. He smiled, they probably thought that he couldn’t hear them. A plan quickly began to form in his mind. All he had to do was convince the girl.

Ae-Ri’s POV

“What do you mean, Broadcast isn’t answering her comms and was seen with Pasithea?” Ae-Ri hissed at the guard.

Alecs POV
“It sounds like your friend has been abducted by Pasithea,” Alec interrupted, saving the the scared guard from a tongue lashing. While he wasn’t sure he had ever met her, even he had heard of the Queen of Dreams. “She could be one of the mindless drones that Pasithea tends to use. It’s too bad that you won’t have any back up to take her down.”

Sienna’s POV

Sienna lead the way out of the store, into the general part of the mall. She look around for something to catch her eye.

Winston’s POV

“That’s not true.” Winston protested, his gaze resting on Samuel. “That one’s sweet and kind. It likes to be pet.”

Anthony's POV

Anthony's whole body went rigid at the mention of Samuel. "You don't know what you're talking about," he answered bluntly after a tense, charged pause.

Ae-Ri's POV

"Shut up," Ae-Ri growled over her shoulder. "What do you know about anything?" But, much to her dismay, the guard looked intrigue. "Why? Do you know her?"

Alecs POV
Alec grinned, he had her hooked. “ No, I’ve never met Pasithea, at least as far as I know, but even a guy like me gets info about her, including the fact that she’s used her minions in robberies before, and sometimes you coppers don’t even realize that their mind controlled. Well that and she’s someone who has a reputation for mercilessness.” He embellished the part of Pasithea’s reputation. He wasn’t above a little white lie to get out of jail.

Ae-Ri's POV

"Thank you for the information," she responded coldly, pushing the criminal towards the doors. "Now, off to prison for you. Nice try, though."

“Wa-Wait, do you even have a way to find her?” Alec asked, stopping his body in the door frame, “Because I can guess that if you wanted to find, uhh, Broadcast, then you’ll need as much help as possible, otherwise you’re going to be searching for a long time. Perhaps even longer than she has left to live!” Alec said quickly, trying to make his point.

Ae-Ri's POV

Ae-Ri narrowed her eyes at his evident desperation. "I can get backup. I don't need you." She pressed the button on the side of her helmet to activate comms, but when she asked for backup, there was none. Everyone was either injured or otherwise occupied with a fire downtown. She sighed through her nose, clenching and unclenching her fists.

Alecs POV
Alec let out a small laugh while she cycles though names on her communicator. Eventually she stopped talking into the mouthpiece. “Are you sure you don’t need me? I can be an awful lot of help. Besides I can’t be all stupid, I managed to evade you heroes for the better part of a year.” He let a small bit of smugness seep into his voice, but repressed most of it to keep from getting her more mad at him.

Ae-Ri's POV

Ae-Ri swore out loud. The mere mention of Opal was painful for her—after all, she had a grand total of three friends, and now one had deserted her—but she still cared. Of course she did, as much as she hated to admit it.

"Fine," she spat at the criminal after relaying the plan to mission control. "But it's behind bars for you once we're done."

Anthony's POV

Anthony's whole body went rigid at the mention of Samuel. "You don't know what you're talking about," he answered bluntly after a tense, charged pause.

Winston’s POV

Winnie grew anxious as Remedy paused, realizing fairly quickly that it was time to shut his mouth. For the first time he began to reconsider letting Remedy stay with him. The feeling he got around the other boy was odd.

Winnie felt distinctly as if he were being hunted. Energy, electricity, or something of the like kept him on edge. A constant pressure that caused his heart to pump fervently. He kept his head down, gulping nervously as he carefully dodged cracks on the sidewalk. He avoided them as if it was some kind of game. The crippling reality was that the ritual was a small shield from the overwhelming anxiety building in his chest.

Anthony’s POV

Please don’t cry…. Anthony thought a bit gruffly, not in the mood to deal with waterworks. This boy had too many emotions for his taste… it was hard to be comfortable around him. “Are we almost there?” he asked finally, sighing slowly.

Winston’s POV

Winnie looked up, holding his breath as he took in his surroundings. He watched a stranger practically dash across the street up ahead, trying to avoid them. He had never had that happen before. Now that he thought about it, no one had even come near them. Not even the dangerous rogues that scowled at him when he first walked through the bad part of town to get to Remedy.

“It’s at the end of the street.” He replied timidly, angling his gaze back down at his shoes.