Gotham City's Midnight Riders (ENDED)

Mercy snapped out of it, she shook her head. "Whoa.. sorry, that's just what I called him." she pointed at the dead body. "Sorry... lets go Karmy. Yeah, we're ready Artanis.."

Cara smirked and continued to walk on down the frozen road. "Freak.." She mutterded under her breath.

(Just a heads up, Ghost n I are a lil tipsy, so expect spelling errors)

"Riiiight..." Karmy said slowly back out of the apartment slowly. "Race you!" and she took off down the halls. She hadn't felt like this for a long time. She felt like she could have someone to trust, some one to mess around with. Someone just like Casey.

"Hey! Wait up! We don't even know where we're...- " Mercy called out but she was gone. Mercy turned to Artanis and shrugged. "I guess we just follow her." She looked at him, it looked like he would have a hard time fitting through doors....

*BOOM* A thunderous strike of lightning shot Greht onto the streets of gotham city. He was alone however.
"HEHE. THE CHILD KNEW NOT WHAT SHE HAD GOTTEN HERSELF INTO."
(KAHNA HAD BEEN TELEPORTED BACK TO HER PLACE FOR NOW (SORRY ARCHIE WE'LL GET TOGETHER AFTER THIS I PROMISE). Perhaps nobody would take Kahna seriously, not even a demon Oo
(ARCHIE IF YOU COME BACK I MIGHT NEED SOME HELP FIGHTING THEM LOL SO I'LL JUST EDIT THIS IF YOU DO).


"STRANGE, EVER SINCE THE SEAL OF CLENSING SENT ME THROUGH TIME, THE DEMON HAS HAD VERY LITTLE INFLUENCE OVER MY MIND..."
"WE'LL SEE."

"Any ideas where she might be headed?" Artanis shrugged. After looking at the size of the door, Artanis simply said, "Hope you don't mind it being broken down.."

He charged straight through it, and waited outside.

As Karmy burst through the apartment building doors, she took a sharp left and headed down the street. As she ran she heard the sound of chaos coming from a large white building. Figuring it must be one of the villains , she headed into the building. she came to a screeching halt when she saw what it was, Mercy and Artanis right behind her.

"Holy shi-"

"TROUBLE" Greht muttered to himself. "I SHALL ENTER AND SECURE THE CRYSTAL AT ONCE, THEN I SHALL MAKE FIERCE WORK OF THESE INTERLOPERS." *Greht strode his mount on into the museum, and proceeded to scout out the gem.*

"Geez! Who's this nut-job?!" Mercy asked. She remembered fighting the Teen Titans, and she figured they needed a catch phrase. She didn't care about sounding stupid, this guy was destroying artifacts! "Riders, CHARGE!"

Ghost saw in the distance two women and a tall, gigantic figure going towards the museum to apprehend some strange man.
"Finally.. a fight.." Ghost whispered to himself. Not wanting to waste a valuable shot, he jumped from the building and pulled his two plasma blades.
He called out to the two women, "No running this time, ladies. You won't be able to resist Ghost and Casius."

"WHAT DOTH YE FOOLS DESIRE? I SHALL MAKE QUICK WORK OF YOU! HAVE AT THEE NAVES!" *Charges lance with red energy and bolts at them*

Mercy jumped out of the bolts' way and kicked the crazy man in a huge suit of armor square in the chest. She landed in front of him seeing that it did no good.

Artanis was not far behind; ignoring the shot behind him, he charged towards the crazy man sword in hand. He swung, only to barely miss, his sword clashing on the ground. He stood up again and asked, "What the hell are you doing here?"

10:45 P.M.

Heavy Rain.

Mercy turned around. "Who are you? You with him?" She asked in astonishment. The little girl packed a punch and yet she couldn't have been older that 13. "Look kid, I don't like fighting little girls, but I will if I have to.." Mercy warned her.

"SALUTATIONS SIMIANS. I AM GREHT, THE SCOURGE OF CHATEAU DEUX. COME HITHER THY SWINES, AND THOU SHALT BE SWADDLED IN BLOOD! GRAH!" Greht charged forth on his horse and swung his sword viciously at Tyreal.

Rain_of_Tears wrote:Tyreal.

(Name's Artanis. Drunken typo )

Dodging the charging horse, Artanis lifted his blade and struck the horseman; unfortunately, his armor was thick and his body strong, leaving only a slight scratch on the man's armor. "How old are you?" Artanis laughed

"Okay kid," Mercy said wiping her nose. "I ought to warn you though." Mercy kicked the girl in the stomach hard then as she was bending over from the kick she uppercutted her chin sending her flying to the ground. "I give no mercy!"

Luck wrote:

Rain_of_Tears wrote:Tyreal.

(Name's Artanis. Drunken typo )

(You and Ghost were drinking together!?)

"NAVE, I HAIL FROM THE 12TH CENTURY. NOW CRY, HAVOK! VOROSH SILMARILLIAN CLATU BARADA SYRUS GNOWEL" Crack and boom. the ground beneath their feet began to sunder.

Cara heard fighting and walked over to see a huge group of people fighting. "I wonder what would happen if they were to have huge blocks of ice fall on them.." She mused. quitley she walked over to the fight.

Mercy wrote:

Luck wrote:

Rain_of_Tears wrote:Tyreal.

(Name's Artanis. Drunken typo )

(You and Ghost were drinking together!?)

(Beerpong after dinner... although, we're stupid for doing it early)

Artanis flew in the air as the ground shook. "Damn, this guy means business," he thought to himself. He landed in front of the man with a loud thud and slammed his sword on the man's horse in front of him. Unfortunately, once again, the armor was too thick.

"Hey Mercy, care to use some bullets on this one?" he called.

Raven

Real name: Raven \"Rachel\" Roth
Age: 18
Alias: Raven

Appearence
Hair: She has short violet hair, hanging just above her shoulders.
Height: 5\' 7\"
Weight: 123 lbs
Eyes: A dark violet hue.
Skin: A pale grey.

Attire
Formal: Varies
Casual: Varies
Costume: A Dark blue, nearly black, long-sleeved leotard with Navy cuffs on each wrist. Her navy cape and hood is kept on by a golden clasp with the sillouhette of a raven on it. She wears buccaneer boots that go up midway on her calf.

Abilities:
Teleportation
Empathy
Levitation/flight
Telekinisis
Telepathy
On various occasions, time control
Limited Sorecery.

History
Raven was born of a Human mother and a Demon father in another dimension called \'Azarath\'. Raised by the monks and taught how to control her emotions and powers, she found she was apart of a horrible prophecy. Upon making her way to earth, she befriended the Teen Titans, a group of young superheros, who took her in and later helped her to defeat her Father Trigon and save the world.

Strengths:
With her many abilities and loyal friends, it is not often one is able to take her down.

Weaknesses:
However, her demonic side does get lose from time to time. This can result in much damage to herself and others around her. Also, she must keep her emotions in place, as best as she can. Trying to remain in a constant apathetic state.


Mimic

Real name: Unknown
Age: 16
Height: 5\'6\"
Weight: 109

Powers: Photographic reflexes, the ability to copy any move, as long as it is humanly possible. This, of course, excludes any superpowers. She has a wide variety of tools and weapons, and is highly skilled in all Martial arts, modern day boxing and a few alien techniques.

Weaknesses: As she is not the strongest person in the world, she can only carry a small selection of weapons at a time. She is also very competitive

Appearence
Hair: Long Jet black hair about mid-thigh is where it stops, she has bangs.
Skin: Light, nearly pale.
Eyes: Dark, colorless
Height: 5\'6\"
Weight: 111
Costume: She wears a long black trenchcoat, Fingerless black gloves. She has, covering her eyes, a black mask(think Zorro for reference).

History: Growing up, she lived in a rich house with a mother, a father and an older brother of 3 years. Her parents never wanted kids, and hired sitters and such to raise them while they traveled the world. Her brother, took on the role of raising her, and turned out to be a father, brother and best friend, all in one! They would, as they grew older, pretend to be hereos such as the Justice league, and would \'fight\' each other in the yard. Eventually, both Mimic and her brother discovered that she was special, and he took it apon him to become her coach, teaching her various moves by renting spy movies. In her fifteenth year, on their way home from a soccer game, she was given the wheel to drive after just getting her permit. She was doing well, for awhile, but she started to accelerate a bit too much, and couldn\'t make the turn. The car plummeted down into a lake and only Mimic could get out.

Her parents, who never much liked her to beegin with, now had a strong hatred for her. When they moved to Japan, Mimic found it was the parfect time to escape, to run away. A week after, she found in a newspaper, that a young american family had died in a car crash. Her Parents. She started living on the streets for a while, but was soon taken in by a kind man, a Shishou, who taught her many martial arts, of which she mastered. Later in the summer, one night she decided to practice flamethrowing, and burned down the Dojo, with her master inside. With nobody left to turn to, she made her way back to America, where in Jump city, she met and befriended Carafrost, who later disapeared.

Currently, She has made her way back to the chaotic city we know as Gotham. She feels it is her duty to help fight crime now that the Bat is deceased.

"How about an ice shower instead?" Cara called to the man who had spoken. She then lifter her arms and pieces of ice were thrown at the fighting teens.