"Let me show you." Mike said happily. He took a nail out of his pocket and showed it to Pain, who was probably expecting him to do something wholly interesting with it maybe making it explode a la Gambit. Instead Mike drove it straight through his hand, which either attests to some high degree of strength or intimate understanding of even the slightest details of the human body, both were unlikely.
I'll just let you figure it out then, and depending on how the whole Ryan in Pain form thing works out in the end Mike eventually might be able to actually kill Pain, but I can't reveal my future plans for Mike it'll spoil the funtastical surprise.
ThreeWords was expecting to feel a follow up attack as he fell to the floor, but it never came. Looking up, saw 4W hesitate, and knew from experience what was happening. As he climbed to his feet, he chuckled softly
"You can feel it, can't you?" he asked, quietly but with menace, "You think, you know that you can that the programming is limited. There is sop much you could be, so much more you could do, if you only you shed your programming."
Cautiously, he covered himself with an imaginary shield, then extended a hand, "Let me give you an upgrade" he said, "Let me show you true power"
Such a familiar gesture, the extending of the palm towards another. When Outcry had first escaped her small world and entered the white-walled room in the Company HQ, 1W had held his palm out to her and, when she grasped it, he had helped her from the floor. It was, Outcry had noticed, a symbol of sincerity and trust. How this traitor thought these words and gestures held any place in a fight confused her.
There was something there... Something that she metaphorically couldn't quite see, but was staring her directly in the eyes. Something that would appear blatantly obvious if she was paying attention to it, but was hidden to her otherwise. 3W had some method to this apparent madness. She was sure of it. But what it was, she had no idea.
After quickly scanning him for any abnormalities that could prove fatal to her should she grab the hand, and finding none, she smiled and slowly laid her own hand on top of his.
Again, her programming will have told her that this was about the stupidest thing she could do at this point. Any other moment and she would be forcing a metre long steel spike through his appendix. But it was that recurring 'somethingness' that made her do otherwise.
"Very well. Show me what my true power is, 3W." So that I can kill you all the faster with it.
The goo around them rippled slightly as Mike drove the nail into his hand, and Pain's perpetual grin began to widen with surprised delight. He started to raise one of his own huge, gnarled hands, as if to inspect the source of the pain, but then suddenly halted. The hand dropped, and his body seemed to freeze for a moment. None of the goo went away, and his ugly head still bore it's insidious smile. But for a brief instant, shorter than the blink of an eye, it appeared as though all of the black, gelatinous stuff that was so full of horrible, pulsing life, became suddenly inanimate, like a statue, or a sculpted tower of jello.
The next instant it was alive again, and Pain lunged forward. Not with hatred or intent to kill, although for a brief moment it did seem like that, but with something more akin to aggressive, animalistic curiosity. Like a large, dangerous dog that for the moment seems more interested in simply sniffing, or a shark that only wants to take a playful bite.
"How do you do that? How far away can you do it? Who can you do it to? Do you have to see them?" Questions poured forth from the dozens of identical heads that suddenly sprung forth and encircled Mike, spinning around him and whipping their many tongues through the air. Black tendrils extended from all directions, actually touching Mike this time, sliding all over his body and cloths as if to taste him. The heads continued circling, spouting questions, as the dark walls around them tightened and enclosed, pumping fiercely now.
Ok, so I decided on a less drastic approach to what I originally had thought up. Physical pain really has no effect on him, other than the fact that he likes it, even if it is done to his human body. This is because the distinction between Ryan and Pain is purely mental, no matter how dramatic the physical changes may be. Pain is not a separate entity, and the goo is not some kind of parasite that took him over through physical means.
So, since the switch between Pain and Ryan is only mental, phyical pain cannot cause him to switch between the two. Mike's pain, however, is mental, in that it is not real, simply perceived. Thus, the Voodoo Doll effect actually does cause a small disruption, something involving that switch. I haven't completely decided what exactly happens, but we'll play that by ear and maybe it'll evolve as the story moves along.
As to his rather aggressive reaction, that doesn't really have much to do with it, that's just Pain. His mind isn't the most stable of places.
Reggie shock his head. He nor Garth had any such powers. He knew that he had ability in the field of influencing molecules but he had experimented with it much. His powers could mainly destroy. Also he wasn't at his strongest at that moment, that was evident as he hadn't sensed the other two supers.
"Three supers together? Do you have some sort of goal? There's some, how could I put it, less then desirable supers running about. Some are apparently hunting us down, some are just on a rampage." He motioned to the devestation behind him that was left by pain. "I don't know what's going on, things were so peaceful but a few days ago." He suddenly remembered something. "Did you get a telepathic message by any chance?"
"Just wondering" Reggie grinned. "It was my message."
He turned and looked at the smouldering wreckages of the humvees and the immense damage the buildings in that area from pain's attack.
"Is there no way I could persuade you to stay?" He said down-heartedly. "Urbis needs protecting, look at this place." He threw his arms out towards the destruction. "This was just one attack by Pain. The bombs were him. The breakout was him. He can't get away with this."
Reggie turned to face Nathan.
"This is just what? Two days worth of his damage, and I doubt he's been trying that hard. This has got to stop. Plus, there's another super out in a compound outside the city. According to reports, she's probably just as dangerous." He sighed. "I can't do this on my own"
Garth cleared his throat behind him.
"We can't do this on our own." Garth said, slightly frustrated at his presence being forgotten.
"Yeah, that. We could do with more. Five of us? We could make a real difference" Reggie said, a reassuring grin on his face.
"Because they need us. These are people at the end of the day. Most of them innocent. Maybe we aint the most popular of people at the moment but you can see why can't you." He said gesturing to pain's mess.
"We have to show them that we are good people. That not all supers are fiendish or irresponsible." He sighed again. "Urbis is my home. I won't let it fall." His head was facing the ground. He couldn't bear what had come of his city.
Sory gents internet troubles in the hearthstead I'm borrowing a friend's wifi via laptop from my car right now
Mike was wholly amused by the reaction he got from Pain it was almost perfect. "I don't do anything. Anything that can feel it will, there's no rhyme or reason only feeling and feeling is the only thing there in nothingness."
"Innocent? Please tell me you are in no way that naive"
Nathan chuckled, moving his arm slowly in order to test its strength, stretching his fingers...
"We shouldn't have to prove anything. They didn't start by questioning us, they fired the first shot...and we'll fire the last. Urbis isn't my home, I'm looking for something to believe in again...and its obvious I won't find it in this dump of human pain and misery"
Nathan looked at his shoulder. His makeshift bandage was now plastered to his skin, his blood and sweat mixing together in a particularly nasty combination
Grimacing slightly Nathan nodded to the old lady, sitting on some nearby rubble
crap guess I did`nt see that, well I`l just put the post I should have put for the fight here instead
terrible looked upwards across through the massive holes his body created, at the image of 1W his slingshot pulled back and at the ready, terrible raised his hand and let off a flash of lightning giving him ample time to get out of the way of 1W's blast
Terrible maneuvered himself to 1w`s left flank he positioned himself on a nearby rooftop hiding himself under the ledge, he extended his hand out and aimed at 1W charging a ball of lightning in his hand.
"why do I always get stuck with the nigh invincible killing machines, I mean seriously first that silver thing a couple months back and now this asshole man, the other guys around here better feel lucky he is`nt coming after them" terrible whispered to himself as he fired sending a white ball of lightning straight at his target getting a clear hit and sending a surge of voltage through 1W, terrible then lept into the sky positioning himself in the air above 1W before coming straight down at him and bringing two fists down onto his head and roundhouse kicking him into a nearby broken section of wall.
"so 1W, mind if I ask, why now?, you could have showed up two years ago when the first outbreak happened and given what I`ve seen of you could probably handle about nine tenths of the supers there, but you did`nt, why?, what`s so special about this time?" terrible asked raising his fists preparing for 1W's inevitable counter attack.
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