Saga 3 Episode 55: The Spirit of Helios Pt. 3

## Participants

Dez WilsonKevin DonaghyEvangeline Al'Sahar
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(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZTuS\_Qf5\_jk )

From the chamber he once resided in, Kevin is being held up by two Galactic Overwatch guards. The two of them carry him through the many hallways of the small space vessel. Kevin’s feet drag along the ground below him because of his lack of physical strength and energy to hold himself up. The three make it into a different room where Kevin is pushed down onto a metal chair. Before he can react, the guards pull at his wrists and activate a mechanism of the chair that creates wrist locks around his appendages. Loud metal clank sounds are heard and he looks down to see his hands confined to the chair. Standing in the doorway is Evangeline Al’Sahar. She walks into the room, pulling down on her right handed glove with the tips of her left handed fingers.

Evangeline: Now I would much rather do this the nice way but we tend to encounter people who choose to do things the hard way. Are you going to tell us what happened, or am I going to have to make you?

His eyes flutter open a bit and his vision continues to have signs of blurriness and glare from the lights of the room around him.

Kevin: I…I don’t know…We were in bed and then…wait…WE…WHERE IS SHE!?

Kevin’s voice gets loud and commanding as the images of Renee pop into his head. No longer thinking for himself and wanting to know where his fiancée is Kevin begins to act wild to try and get himself out of his confines. He tugs and pulls at the restraints with his arms so much that his skin begins to cut into the metal holding him down. As a quick response to bring him back down, Evangeline lifts her right arm up and then launches straight towards Kevin’s chin! WHAM! Kevin is hit with a punch unlike anything he has ever taken before. The impact of the punch sends him all the way back into his chair and blood splattering onto the floor from his mouth.

Evangeline: I don’t know who “She” is…But you were the only living creature out there. It’s an amazing feat to even say you survived. You are a human, yet you could survive the vacuum of space. This is a puzzling mystery that I intend to solve. Now are you going to cooperate or not!?

Kevin slowly looks back up towards the lights, lost in his own thoughts about Renee.

Am I the only one left alive? How is that even possible? Am I being punished for something? Maybe I am not even alive. Maybe this is Hell or some type of purgatory!

Evangeline thrusts her left hand this time and hits Kevin on the other side of his jaw! The sound of her fist hitting his bones echoes throughout the room and he groans in heavy amounts of pain.

Kevin: I don’t know!

He yells out to Evangeline before spitting out some more blood onto the floor near her feet.

Kevin: We were here on an expedition and things went south! I don’t know what else to tell you!

Evangeline grabs Kevin by the throat with her right hand, squeezing tightly against the moral man and Kevin instantly begins to choke up at the strength that she has. Blood spits out from his mouth once her hand closes his windpipe and he struggles to keep himself completely conscious as she takes her anger out on him.

Evangeline: Our scanners read a power level of a being that was off the charts! A phenomena that is a rare occurance! We know someone was up there with you at the station! Now if you want to keep them a secret…FINE!...But I will not apologize for what comes next.

\_For the next half an hour, Evangeline continues to beat Kevin senseless as he sits in the chair bound by braces to hold him steady. The guards cringe a bit as they watch the powerhouse female completely demolish Kevin underneath the strength of her fists! Kevin’s nose shatters like glass and his right eye shuts from swelling as he is forced to simply sit there and take this beating. Finally out of frustration of Kevin’s silence, Evangeline uses her strength to rip the chair out of the ground! Her massive strength lifts the chair up into the air with her hands clutches around Kevin’s neck like a ragdoll.

Evangeline: TELL ME WHAT I WANT TO KNOW, KEVIN! This all stops here when you tell me WHO SAVED YOU! WHO WAS THERE WITH YOU!

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2t5CVyUnGZA )

Just as the tipping point of the situation came to overflow, something inside of Kevin activates a change! His eyes glare down at Evangeline’s blue hues and her expression quickly changes once she sees what is happening. Kevin’s eyes begin to release a powerful glow of the sun, completely dampening out the color of his mortal eyes that he had. At the same time, the cuts and gashes he has on his face that were created by her because to release a black smoke as if his skin is burning, searing the ends of his skin at the same time.

Kevin: I. DON’T!. KNOWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!

The moment he screams out in both pain and anger, Kevin’s body begins to shift on a molecular level. Deep inside of his very complex genetic code, his anger unlocks the true explanation as to how he was able to survive the ordeal of the Helios’ Chariots destruction. His DNA finishes the reforming it did when it absorbed all that solar radiation from before and the effects are like a chain reaction that bursts outwards from Kevin’s body like a nuclear bomb! His body erupts and a bright blinding flash of light and energy explodes! This causes the vessel to shake and begin to lose its course in the cosmos. Evangeline is blasted back through the metal wall of her ship and the two guards are completely incinerated from the explosion. Their bodies wither away, being ripped around from the amazing heat that is instantly hitting them. A temperature well above 3000 degrees rips their bodies apart to their own molecular level and their bodies disintegrate where they stand. The only thing that remains of their bodies as the shadow that is implanted on the metallic wall behind them. Similar to the effects of a nuclear bomb vaporizing someone’s body and leaving an image of their presence on the standing body behind them, the outburst of solar radition mimics that and leaves a permanent “Shadow” on the metal wall behind them of the two guards as they stood there. The top of the metal walls melt upon the instant impact of the heat and within a few seconds, the walls that confined Kevin now melt like hot butter in an oven! Evangeline’s body tumbles and rolls almost twenty feet backwards in another room and her body even with all its abilities has to go into full effort to keep from bursting into flames similar to how her guards were destroyed. She reaches down onto the ground with her left hand, digging her fingers into the metal surface while her right hand is lifted up to cover her face.

Evangeline: What the hell is going on!?

Inside of the release of energy, kevin’s body hits the final stage of its metamorphosis. His skin begins to disappear from its creamy peach color to now give off the hot glow of lava, almost liquid in its appearance because of how similar it looks to lava. His hair mimics the same color even though it can still be clearly seen as his hair. Before he knows it, his entire body looks like the appearance of the surface of the sun. His feet slowly descend to land back on the metal and he is in a complete standing position. He looks down at his arms to see the flames of his body lifting up towards the ceiling. His body radiates like a blow torch and seeing this actually brings the scientist to smirk. He blinks with his right eye a bit only to realize his body as not only healed but also changed in overall size as well. His muscles are much larger and his chest much broader. Kevin looks like a whole new man and he slowly turns to look towards Evangeline, finally piecing everything together to understand what has happened.

Kevin: Looks like I know who your scanners picked up. Now do you want to try and hit me again?

Evangeline’s eyes widen but she does not back down from the now burning sensation that stands in front of her. Using her ability to tap into the cosmic energies of the universe, her eyes begin to glow with a very similar yellow hue that Kevin has. As her body gathers the energies she needs, her hands begin to burn and radiate a bright gold smoke aura like a pair of cosmic energy gloves. Once she stands up, her muscles tighten and her body reveals the muscular exterior she has; clearly flexing to show that she is not one to be taken lightly. The expression that is written on her face is one of determination and focus.

Evangeline: You wish to do battle!? THEN I SHALL GRANT THEE’ THEIR WISH!

Leaping off of her right foot she launches herself forwards towards Kevin like a bullet out of a gun. The winds that burst behind her have enough power behind them to knock everything in this room onto the ground and shatter any glass within it as well. As she gets closer to his body she thrusts her right hand out to try and take Kevin’s head clean off! But the now scorched fighter lifts his left palm up to meet her fist head on. And without even moving his entire body her fist pounds right into the palm of his hand and their energies come together like two freight trains at top speed! The energies create a powerful wave of energy that completely destroys the area around them, completely engulfing the ship! The heat and power of the cosmic energy obliterates the ship and the massive explosion looks eerily similar to that of a mini supernova! After a few seconds of this explosion taking over this area of space, the diameter of blinding light dwindles and disappears. This reveals Kevin to be floating in space with his fingers wrapped around Evangeline’s fist. His hand tightens around her fist, exerting his new found strength. Evangeline begins to wince and grunt a bit in pain as her hand gets crushed underneath Kevin’s power.

Kevin: Looks like you aren’t the powerful one anymore…Now let me show you what it feels like to be the weak and defenseless!

The only sounds that followed this sentence where the screams of Evangeline. But in the vacuum of space, being millions of miles away from a living soul, no one can hear the torturous screams that followed.

II
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The sun accounts for 99.86 percent of the mass in the solar system. It has a mass almost 330,000 times that of planet Earth. Think about that. Picture it in your mind, something that size and that power. Now imagine standing as close as an object can be without burning into a crisp. The sun really has a way in making someone seem like they are insignificant in the universe.\_

Floating in the void of space is the body of Kevin Donaghy. His body is covered in a bright yellow flame as if he were living fire itself. Behind him is the sun, burning with enough heat to melt anything this solar system can create. Kevin feels the heat on his back but instead of it hurting or burning him, his body absorbs it and welcomes it. The feeling of the warmth rejuvenates him and his lips curl to a soft smile.

The light of the sun takes eight minutes to reach Earth. The average distance that these two orbs have is about 150 million km. In my mind I think that is an amazing feat of power that the sun has. Now what do I think? Now I think I can beat that.

Kevin lifts his hands up to have his palms face upwards towards his eyes. He Watches as the flames burn, lifting what should be his skin up into the form of a flame and then dissipating in the air around him.

I don’t know how it happened, or why it happened…But I can feel it in my bones that what I am thinking is true. I have become the very thing I have spent my whole career studying. I may not be the star itself, but I have the power of the sun…in the palm of my hands…

At that moment he begins to focus the solar energy in his body, remembering all the studying and research he had come to learn about the sun. Knowing what elements make up the sun and how it generates its scorching heat, Kevin makes nuclear fusion occur in between the small space between his palms. In doing this the nuclear fusion of four hydrogen nuclei and one helium nucleus combine together and burst in the form of a ball of energy. This ball of energy burns with a temperature that can melt damn near anything and Kevin cannot believe this is happening. His mind controls the orb of energy, allowing his body to absorb it back into his palms as if it were never there to begin with.

I don’t know what I have become…But I have to find out.

With that, Kevin uses his energy to propel him forward in the void of space. The energy his body releases mimics the thrusters of a rocket, pushing him forward from the exhaust of energy from the bottoms of his feet. He throws his hands out in front of his face and Kevin can’t help but feel exhilarated by the fact that he is flying through space. Behind him there is a flowing trail of flame that shows the pathway of his flight before burning away a few seconds later; losing the energy that first came from kevin’s body. Back in space the body of Evangeline floats in its position with her arms and legs lowered; completely unconscious. Her eyes are shut and blood appears coming out of her forehead. Her chest slowly rises and falls, showing that she is still alive.

Eight minutes later

Kevin bursts through the thermosphere of the Earth’s atmosphere and enters the Troposphere within seconds after the initial re-entry. Knowing that he must return to Kasaihana, his ideal destination is to return back to Yun Tower. Wanting to keep his identity a secret of what he is capable of, Kevin flies down to a nearby clothing store. Having a somewhat understanding of his powers, Kevin deactivates his flame body; dousing his skin like one would do with a natural fire. Even though his outer layer of skin is fire, he still knows how to put one out. Returning back to normal comes to also reveal his nude body. The man quickly grabs a pair of dark blue jeans, a white t-shirt, a brown leather jacket, and a pair of boots to wear over his feet. The next few minutes pass with him placing these clothes on his body. After getting dressed and looking about as normal as a Kasaihanain would look, he steps back onto the open streets and towards Yun Tower. The first thing that greets him is the giant statue that is meant to commemorate their voyage up into space. He stops walking before he even gets to place his foot onto the first step of the tower stairs. His eyes take in everything around him, seeing what has come in the days after his team’s death. People sit outside on the park area eating their lunches and laughing. Birds rest on the heads of the statues – dumping their excrement on the images of his friends and loved ones. One man bumps into him, pushing passed him as if he were in a huge hurry.

Man: The hell you just standing in the way for!?

Kevin doesn’t say anything. He looks up and sees how the sun reflects off of the building, seeing that nothing has really changed. The workers who were sad at the funeral are all happy and recovered in the short time they were gone. Kevin turns back around, walking down the street. He stops in his tracks when he sees a large group of tv’s on display in the glass of an electronics store. On the screen are footage reals of superheroes fighting villains, “saving” the city from yet another catastrophe. Kevin slowly walks inside of the store, grabbing a remote to one of the tv’s and scans the channels, not knowing what he is looking for exactly. After scanning off of the channel with the heroes, the next pictures to come up are of a reality tv family that is argueing over what dress to wear at a party tonight.

Female 1: You can’t wear that dress because I am wearing it!

Female 2: Oh my god! You are such a bitch! I wish you would be killed already!

Kevin’s eye twitches a bit at how the second female wishes the other dead. Having looked death in the eye, his own opinions on what is important in life has shifted from what may be normal for people on Earth. But to see people so easily wish another human dead – it bothers him greatly. Kevin changes the channel once more and it takes him to the discovery channel. Kevin’s eyes kind of brighten up a bit at the sight of a scientific show based around space being aired. AThis fills kevin’s heart with joy to know there are people who are still taking his work on even after he is done. A reporter appears on the screen and he begins to rant about something that has been on his mind.

Television reporter: The sun’s temperature can roughly reach up to 15 million degrees Celsius and create phenomena like solar winds, sun spots, and solar flares…

Kevin smiles as he listens, enjoying the sound of science being talked about. But that smile is quickly changed when he realizes what the show is really about.

TV Reporter: So with that knowledge, the people at Yun Corp. thought it would be a good idea to send human beings up to that monstrosity!? I mena, what dumbass thought “Hey, let’s go to the sun and see what happens?” Are you kidding me? I think it is just a simple case of Darwinism. The people who even thought it would be safe to go up to that space station deserved what happened to them. Just less people on Earth wasting citizens hard earned taxed dollars for nothing.

Kevin can feel the rage burning inside of him, closing his eyes because he can feel the heat wanting to erupt out of his skin. How could someone be bad mouthing the dead? What black hearted soul would be able to sit behind that camera and blast their hate towards people who only sought to save the world from their own mistakes? Kevin’s hands ball up into fists. The remote that is in his right hand begins to shatter; forcing smaller pieces to fall onto the ground. This changes the channel once more and it puts the TV onto an access show that talks about the trends and social lives of celebrities.

Female Reporter: Who’s got the best outfit on the red carpet this year? What hot music artist is going to break into the acting role of a lifetime? And are your dresses showing off your true curves? Find out at 11 on The Details on NBC.

The commercial only further shows how far the world has fallen on its state of what’s important and what matters. Throughout history there was a time when people cared about the things that could change the world for the better. Things like science, art, technology, and overall advancement of society. Now the only thing people care about is what celebrity is doing this or that, what is the right thing to wear, or what is the best thing to complain about next. After everything he has went through in the last few days, the last thing Kevin thought he would see is that the world has forgotten all about him and what his team had strived to achieve. Kevin didn’t expect to see huge changes, but he thought people saw the sacrifices he and his team made to try and protect all of them. Never in his wildest nightmares would he think people could make fun of his life’s work.

Kevin: We worked so hard to try and save all of these people…and they spit on our faces because of it…Maybe the world can’t be saved…Maybe it would be better off lost…

To make matters worse, the owner of the store notices the destroyed remote and Kevin standing right next to it.

g, asshole! You better pay for that!

Kevin doesn’t respond to him and that brings the owner to come walking towards him, using his right index finger to poke him in the chest as he continues yelling.

Owner: Hey freakshow! You hear me!? What the hell is the matter with you? Are you one of those special needs people? Get out of my store!

Kevin has his head lowered so the owner can’t see his face.

Kevin: I don’t like being poked…

Owner: Oh? Well let me stop it then because you are the rule of all thi- GYAHH!

His voice is cut off when a large hand comes wrapped around his throat. Looking down he sees that kevin has shot his right arm up and his fingers press tightly around the exposed body part. The owner chokes under the massive strength that Kevin has. He begins to use that strength to lift the owner up into the air, his feet dangling and his mouth choking for dear life. Kevin finally looks up at the owner and reveals the glowing eyes that have flames burning out towards his ears as if he were some demon that walked the Earth straight out of Hell itself.

Kevin: I don’t like mean people either…

Outside of the building people walk and enjoy themselves. That all changes in the span of time it takes for light to travel.

The light of the sun takes eight minutes to reach Earth. Now I think I can beat that.

\_From inside of the electronic store there is a blast of energy that has never been felt before. A kind of blast that you only learn about in history class because of the death toll it originally had taken in the war days of 1945. Nuclear Fusion occurs on a much larger scale than a small orb of energy in between the palms of Kevin’s hands. His body erupts like a ticking time bomb and the entire building he is in is completely destroyed. The groups of people outside of the building become collateral damage but in one of the most inhumane ways imaginable. The blast moves so quickly and with so much efficiency that the bodies of those who are engulfed in this are completely vaporized upon contact. The molecules of their bodies are ripped to shreds and they are lost in a blinding flash of light. There isn’t anytime for screaming, that time was never given to the victims. The flash of light spans outwards for an entire block of this section in district two. Near the edge of the block is a family of parents holding hands and their young daughter a few feet ahead of them, skipping with joy. Their eyes don’t even get to shift before the energy released hits their bodies. Within a moment their bodies are vaporized into nothingness. Once the light begins to fade, nothing would be the same. The light disappears and reveals the true damage that this blast has caused. Entire buildings are lost in the blast, releasing large clouds of smoke and ash. The floors are covered with black residue from the explosion, showing the epicenter of the blast being somewhere in the electronic store. But what is the true cringing sight is what is left of the people. In the crosswalk of the street where the family was walking, they have left their imprint of their presence here. Dark shadowy figures remain burnt into the group and the image would be able to break anyone with a soul. The parents of the young daughter’s shadows are imprinted on the Kasaihana street as clear as day. Their hands held together now for all eternity, their shadows becoming one. A few feet infront of that image is the shadow of their daughter in mid-air now burnt into the floor forever. Their bodies vaporized but their presence felt for anyone who shall lay their eyes on the imprints that are left behind. These shadows scatter the entire area, revealing the hundreds of tourists and civilians who were caught in the blast. Kevin is nowhere in sight but his presence here has most certainly been made.

The sun burns roughly at 15 million degrees celcius…Now…I bet I can beat that…

## III

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ROw7WsS9cnM )

You see things. Experience things. Yet when they are over you can’t explain them? In our world we have Gods, we have Demons, we have Aliens, and we have the casual human who goes to work on a nine to five basis. But I always find myself wondering how people can do some of the things that they do. How innocent people can be taken so lightly without even a seconds guess. As if things with Kevin and the others weren’t bad enough…I had to go and turn on the tv.

Outside on the streets of District Two thousands of people scramble away from a scene that has taken the lives of hundreds of people. The scorched black earth paints a picture of destruction and anguish. Some people fall to their knees in hopes that their prayers will be answered by the Gods or a caballa monster. In the end only the KPD showed up for them. Squad cars surround the area, quickly making a perimeter about five blocks deep while trying to also get people free of the area. Some cops have to force some pedestrians back as they cry and resist because they are hoping a loved one or a friend is still alive somewhere in the rubble that was left in the wake of this horrendous act. Out of one of the squad cars comes the detective that has been put on the case. A young up and coming hotshot who has had a string of successful cases within the last few months that have really given him a name for himself here in the big city. A young man by the name of Tom Calloway. He is wearing a long ten trench coat with his suit underneath. A pair of glasses covers his eyes with flowing brown hair combed over his forehead.

Tom: I want this place sealed off by anyone not wearing a badge. This is a potential terrorist attack and I don’t need the press up our asses for answers before we can even wipe the place clean.

Cop: Yes, Sir.

Cops run around the scene, making sure to get every living soul behind the lines while Detective Calloway gets to working. From his pockets he pulls out a small black notebook and a pen. His eyes take note of all the fine details of the scene around him. When he catches sight of the shadows that are left behind from the victims he cringes a bit. He shakes his head, wondering how someone could do something like this. Tom catches the sound of what can be compared to a rocket up in the skies and he looks up to see what he is hearing. He adjusts his glasses a bit with the hand the pen is in and he gets a clear view of the armored warrior that has been a hero to this city on more than one occasion. The Hot Rod wearing Wonder Man Dez Wilson comes into full view. His body hits the ground a few feet behind Tom, coming in with a slow landing that doesn’t brush away anything of importance with his entry. His metallic boots touch the ground and just as he lands; the front of the suit begins to open up. The liquid armor setting of the weapon opens up, slinking the metal back as if it were melting. This exposes Dez’s real body and allows him to move out to actually greet Tom. Dez is wearing a simple pair of faded blue jeans and a dark blue t-shirt; nothing extravagant for the situation. Tom turns to look at the COO of a major billion dollar corporation. The two shake hands and begin to exchange pleasantries.

Tom: Nice to see you again, Mr. Wilson. What brings you by such a…terrible place.

Dez: I’m hoping I can help lend a hand. I saw this on the tube and thought you guys might need some help with the forensics.

Tom: I appreciate the offer, Mr. Wilson, I do. But you aren’t the only one with cybernetics that can help decode the scene.

Tom lifts his hand up to his glasses, hitting a button that lights the lens’ up to reveal that they actually give him a HUD similar to the one that Dez uses in his armor.

Tom: My glasses are showing me that the epicenter came from what USED to be that electronics store. It’s funny though, they aren’t picking up any residue from any of the normal bomb casings we find in attacks such as these.

Dez: What do you mean?

Tom: Well the first thing that I found is that this isn’t just an ordinary pipe bomb or homemade jihadi creation. This was a high explosive bomb used to cause some serious damage.

Dez comes to show off a bit here because in the time it took Tom to say that sentence, he had surfed the web for the entire world of information that could and can be found about high explosive bombs. Before Tom can even continue talking, Dez already sees where he is going to go with this.

Dez: With a high explosive bomb you can expect to have some form of residual material left at the scene. An explosion consists of compounds that create the shockwave, this can range anywhere from Nitroglycerin to Nitronium perchlorate. Detonation is distinct from deflagration in that the chemical reaction propagates faster than the speed of sound in an intense shock wave. If this were indeed a high explosive bomb, we should have the after effects of a shockwave…yet here…

Tom: We have the after effects of what can only be described as actual Nuclear Fusion. Which is impossible, right? By the way, when did you become so savvy in explosives?

Dez begins to use his own cybernetic eyes to look around the scene, gathering the entire landscape of the area with his eyes.

Dez: About five seconds ago. Nuclear fusion type atomic bombs release energy through the fusion of the light atomic nuclei of deuterium and tritium. With this type of bomb, a thermonuclear detonation is triggered by the detonation of a fission type nuclear bomb contained within a material containing high concentrations of deuterium and tritium. Excluding the fact that a thermonuclear bomb in this day and age would be able to take out the entire planet; the real question would be is how someone could even create a weapon that could contain that kind of energy to blow up only a block or two in one of the most populated cities in the world?

Tom: You saying you don’t have the type of technology to do something like this? I mean you walk around in a thermonuclear weapon almost every day don’t you?

Dez: My design for the Hot Rod armor is based off of something hundreds of years too advanced for thermonuclear physics. This is puzzling me.

Tom: What is?

Dez: Have you ever heard of the Hiroshima Shadows, Detective?

Tom: No. What is that?

Dez: Back in 1945 during the second world war, America created the world’s first Nuclear Bomb. And they used that weapon upon the people of Japan. It’s said that after the explosion and people were able to travel within the fallout zone of Hiroshima and Nagasaki that they found “Shadows” of the souls that were taken that day. Shadows that were burnt into the ground or whatever surface that was left behind by the victim. Some say it is the actual shadows of those who were killed and it is their souls unable to walk into the other world. Science has taught us that it is the shadow imprint that was left behind due to the radiation of the blast from its blinding light. The ground where the shadow stood had been temporarily blinded by the shining light that the bombs released, leaving the shadows scorched on the ground forever. The only way for a Hiroshima Shadow to be recreated is by a light similar to that of a nuclear explosion. Temperatures alone have to be excess over 3000 degrees Celsius at a minimum.

Tom: You saying those shadows are actually proof that this was a thermonuclear attack?

Dez: I’m not saying anything just yet. I AM saying that whatever blew up this place had to have been hotter than 3000 degrees Celsius.

The two walk closer towards the electronics store, both using their cybernetics to see if anything is standing out from the normal of what should be there. In dez’s mind his cybernetics are able to hit hundreds of different scanning modes to see exactly what has happened.

Dez: There.

Dez lifts his right hand up to point out towards the ground. On the floor there are scorch marks that flow in all different directions. The ground in the center where all points meet is bubbled and warped showing that this is where the blast had originated from. Dez scans around that area for any evidence of a thermonuclear device but only comes up with nothing.

Dez: All signs of a device are showing up blank.

As Dez analyzes the scene, Tom gets a call in on his radio.

Tom: Excuse me for a moment.

As Tom walks away, Dez watches as he gets further and further away from where Dez is standing. Once he is by himself, the real detective work begins. Dez’s eyes shift from a standard human’s eyes to swirling around and actually forming a cybernetic optic lens.

Dez: Activate The Hive Mind.

Giving the order causes a satellite up in the thermosphere to come online. The giant mechanized machine in the heavens rotates to match up with Dez’s location and begins to send Dez the images it has been taking throughout the day.

Dez: Connect me with all CCTV feeds and mobile devices within the three mile radius of where I am standing.

Inside of Dez’s mind he begins to see view of every single camera that was around the building for three miles. The CCTV footage gives him images of every street around the building up until the explosion. Being able to look through the mobile cameras of people’s phones or other electronic devices helps complete the rest of the puzzle; giving him a full view of what this block looked like minutes before the bomb explosion occurred. The minutes of footage play through Dez’s mind, being scanned on multiple spectrums as he tries to figure out what happened. The camera views only allow him to see certain angles, even with his ability to see through the cameras of the victims who have been killed from the blast.

Dez: Dammit…There has to be something here. EUREKA! Connect me to all channels within the electronic store.

Dez’s vision comes into view to be able to see through the recording cameras that are located inside of the electronic store just moments before the attack occurred. His eyes are able to see that there is someone holding a man up by his throat. His vision however only gets him to see the back of this attacker and unable to pinpoint his face.

Dez: Zoom in on reflecting Tv’s and see if I can get an identification signature of his face.

His eyes follow the command and his vision zooms in on the best percentage of tv that could give him a facial recognition scan. The view focuses and enhances only to show that his face is blocked off by the man who is being held up by his neck.

Dez: Dammit…

Dez’s vision keeps him staring at this unknown assailant to see what happens. He jolts a bit once his vision from each camera comes to display the explosion. Dez replays it over and over, slowing it down to try and see how this explosion comes to be activated and where exactly it came from. Moving the cameras at over 7000 frames per second from sheer willpower, his eyes widen and he can’t believe what he is seeing. Using his heat visionary sensors he is able to see where the explosion starts and he pieces a lot of the puzzle together. A few moments later Dez walks out of the electronic store just as Tom comes walking back to rejoin the crime scene.

Tom: Find anything?

Dez: The attacker was a male suicide bomber. The explosion was an instantaneous eruption of nuclear energy. It’s impossible for someone to have created a weapon small enough to fit underneath someone’s clothes like a suicide vest…This was a metahuman. Keep that information under wraps until I can find out more of the details. People are already losing their shit over this Metahuman Registration and we don’t need them to panic any worse. I’ll contact you when I have a lead.

Tom: How will you know where to call me?

Dez turns his back towards the Hot Rod armor, letting the symbiotic liquid metal wrap around his body as if he were being engulfed inside of it like food. Once inside of the suit all of the bright blue energy orbs begin to light up. The blue eye slits are the last to activate and when they do, Tom can feel Dez staring right at him.

Dez: That was a dumb question.

With that, Dez activates his jet thrusters and is lifted high into the sky to continue working on this case from his lab. Down on the ground, Tom dusts himself off from the launch and he shakes his head up towards the skies knowing full well that he is really only along for the ride.

Tom: Damn Supers…

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(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dRF0IumeRl4&index=8 )

Walking inside of his lab, Dez gets behind one of his holographic computers. His fingers begin to type like a madman, jotting down information that is needed for him as he tries to figure out what happened at the site of the explosion yesterday. After a few minutes of this, which is backended off of no sleep the night prior, Dez rubs his hands across his face in frustration. Dez moves out from behind the desk and walks towards the wide empty area in front of him. After giving a loud clap of his hands, he extends his arms outwards while speaking to the room.

Dez: Bring up the data gathered from the impact zone in holographic 360 views.

At that moment cameras all across the lab come online and create a bright blue image of the city streets where Dez tried to play detective yesterday.

Once the image comes to view there is a second person who is present in the office. The assistant of his, Dana, stands with a cup of coffee in her hands. Her gaze is on Dez and she observes his actions while showing concern for his well-being.

Dana: What exactly are you looking for, Mr. Wilson?

Dez: Dana, for the hundredth time, just call me Dez.

Dana: Okay. What exactly are you looking for, DEZ?

His eyes aren’t on her but rather on every detail that is given in the holographic image. Not only is he visually seeing the images but his mind is reviewing the data that his scanners and cameras picked up when he was on scene. Here in the lab where his mind can focus there may be fine minute details that he may have missed from before.

Dez: There are always small things, things that won’t stand out when you just see images. A picture is worth a thousand words…Well right now we are looking at the gathered data over over 600,000 frames of time that creates this image. Wanna do the math to find out how many words that is?

Dana: I most certainly do not. The media is saying that it might be linked to a terrorist attack. Not exactly uncommon since we just had one from that Mundi guy.

Dez: Don’t believe everything the media tells you, Dana. Most of the time they have no idea what they are talking about and just need the ratings.

Dana: What do you think it was then?

Dez: I believe a metahuman was responsible for this. And since I am never wrong, my beliefs are really just me pointing out facts that just need the proof to solidify them. And here he is right here.

Dez points at the holographic image of the man who blew up the entire block in district two. The data that was gathered earlier is able to create a holographic model of the assailant but it lacks the ability to create a face for Dez to work off of.

Dana: You’d think with all the technology you have you’d be able to find some way to find his face. I mean, how do you miss that?

Dez: Thank you, Ms. Obvious. I’d like to thank you for your wonderful contribution to this investigation. It does boggle my mind how I wouldn’t be able to get some form of facial skin. But that is what makes this a challenge. Put up thermal imaging scans.

With the order the entire image changes and paints a new picture for the unknown mind of Dana to see. At the new image of the block around her it brings her eyes to widen in shock.

Dana: What the hell is that?

Dez: Oh you mean the guy choking the other guy?

Dana: Well..yeah obviously!

Dez looks at the assailant and with thermal imaging he is able to see that this man was burning well over 3000 degrees Celsius before the explosion even happened. Somehow his body was able to contain the energy that was inside of his body until the breaking point where he exploded and released that energy like the way a star creates a solar flare.

Dez: This is someone who is wielding a very dangerous power. Burning at that kind of heat no human would be able to contain that kind of heat…not even the stronger metas we have on file for Heroes Inc. This is completely off the reservation on what we can or can’t deal with.

Dana: Why don’t you call Heroes Inc? Maybe they can assist you in this?

Dez: Heroes Inc has its hands full with other things. Ever since we lost Daniel it’s been nothing but a shit show over there. They have been on defcon one since the District Two attack and they don’t need to worry about a second one from whoever this meta is. I can handle him.

Dana: How do you plan on “handling” him when you can’t even find him?

Dez: Don’t ever doubt me, Dana. I’ve made fools of many who thought they would see me fail. Finding him is simple really. I’ve created a searching algorithm through The Hive Mind satellite in space. Right now it is working through rules and numbers to be able to pinpoint any location for me that has the signatures I am looking for. Would you like to take a guess at what those signatures are?

Dana: The heat?

Dez snaps his fingers sarcastically, pointing at her with his right index finger.

Dez: See, I know you weren’t just a hot read head with a busty rack to be eye candy around here.

Dana: Ha. Ha.

Dez: As soon as something pops up with the heat of over 3000 degrees Celsius, I’ll be notified and BOOM. Time to catch a bad guy.

Dana: When is this algorithm going to be up and running?

Dez: Right abouttttttt….now.

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1zyhQjJ5UgY )

The very second that the algorithm comes online there is a loud BING! Sound that pinpoints something already reaching the desired heat that is needed to locate the same signature that was featured in the explosion.

Dana: What did that mean?

Dez: Zoom in on location mark!

The map begins to alter and it reveals the entire city of Kasaihana. Inside District two there are thousands of skyscrapers and each one serves specific purposes. Dez’s eyes widen when he sees that the bing is coming from one of NBC Tower where they are currently showing a live broadcast of the attack from yesterday. Dez quickly gathers himself and without even saying a word, his armor comes burning in from the other room in a half liquid state. Small pieces of the liquid metal begin to splatter across his body and Dana simply smiles, secretly enjoying whenever she gets a chance to see the armor in person.

Dez: Time to go save the world.

Dana: good Luck.

Outside of the NBC Tower.

A large man wearing a grey t-shirt, blue jeans, a red baseball cap, and a pair of sunglasses makes his way into the lobby of the tower. Walking towards the front desk, the Page working smiles at him and greets him with the standard NBC greeting.

Page: Good morning, Sir. Welcome to the NBC Tower where we create television wonders. How can I assist you today?

???: What floor has the NBC News?

Page: That would be the fifty-second floor sir but that requires an ID badge which is only given to-

The man in the cap places his hand down on the counter and reveals that he is holding an ID badge for a man named “Brian Adams: NBC News Reporter.” The page examines it quickly and they raise a brow at the burn marks that are ached over the corners.

Page: You should head to maintenance and they could give you a new ID.

???: Thanks, I’ll keep that in mind.

He is allowed access passed the security guards and they allow him to step into one of the elevators. His left index finger reaches out to press the fifty-second floor and small blotches of blood become visible, showing how he got the ID from Brian. The elevator doors come to slowly shut and once they do he begins to slowly lift his head up. His right hand is lifted to take the cap off and it reveals the lengthy bright blonde hair that was hidden underneath. With his face now fully exposed it reveals the strong jawline and facial features of Kevin Donaghy. His eyes burn with the energy of the sun; staring up towards the elevator floors just itching to get to the floor he wants to go too. What he has planned next will push this world further to the edge of fear. Thinking about his plan over and over in his head brings the former hero scientist to curl his lips into a small smirk, ready for whatever comes next for him.