SuperQuiet [1x1 Dove+Keo ]
 

About five years ago planet Earth was in chaos, the troops in Afghanistan and Iraq were under increasing pressures over the race to dominate the fuel industries, the war was raging out of control and something had to be done to help bring it to a conclusion, the American government under the go ahead from the current president decided that the only way to solve a super problem was with a collection of supers, after much trial and error they finally created a platform in which they could begin to monitor people. They selected the chosen ones from spies around the country and they brought them against their will to their testing lab, a total of ten people were brought for testing, two did not comply with the procedures, one sadly had complications, the file for which has been ‘lost’ eventually there were four extra ordinary people who were advanced beyond the realms of ordinary text book science to perform in keeping the war in control.
It wasn’t the usual fuel that was being mined for it was a fuel that was unheard of, dangerous and in the wrong hands potentially dangerous to not only America but the whole world. Said fuel is now under control at a top secret lab, peace exists and the four Americans were no longer needed, their legacy is remembered by millions of people across the world and they are celebrated yet the people don’t truly know of the stories these four people lived and many questioned their powers and believed they were just figureheads. Despite that they had a large fandom and this created problems for them to return to a normal life. they were paid off to keep quiet, given a small apartment in Miami, Florida and told to never speak of the events that happened. Of course the war continues but for a much safer fossil fuel and the world could continue to rotate on its axis knowing that the war for power was over.
There was very little fallout from this war, except of course the four supers, for whom living an ordinary life became difficult.

Zane still had his sunglasses on his face as he stared up at the wooden ceiling fan, it spun around on its centre pin blowing cool air into his face. His head felt like it was filled with a heavy weight, all he could hear to his left was the sound of the treadmill ticking over, the sound felt to Zane as if it was getting louder, he cleared his throat for attention, he kept doing so but there was no such response. He coughed loudly and sat up, “You’re always running, you never stop, what the hell are you doing at this hour?” Zane regretted sitting up his head pounded from the poor decisions of last night.
Alex wasn’t out of breath he wasn’t even tired he was just pushing through he had nothing to do, besides, Zane was lying on the television remote. He hopped off the treadmill. “You’re awake, I thought you might have died. You were very still.”
Zane’s face flickered with a slight confusion, “Let me get this straight, you thought I was dead so you didn’t even try to wake me?” He saw Alex shrug,
“I just figured maybe you didn’t want to wake. You drink yourself to near death I thought perhaps it was your intention.” He looked at the floor, he knew it was a bad move, He could pick Zane up in one hand and throw him out the window if he wanted to, that didn’t stop him being terrified of Zane. “Oh, also,” Alex continued bravely, “This hour is two in the afternoon, by all accounts that’s a perfectly normal time for anyone to go for a jog. Some of us are not trying to kill off our own brain cells with alcohol, how does that even work, Zane, you’re not immortal like me.”
“You’re not immortal,” Zane drawled. “And I don’t know. Magic?” He suggested, but he’d wished he hadn’t been asked such a ridiculous answer because before he could stop himself his own mind began cycling through facts about the human body, the human brain and how memory worked and there was nothing he could do to stop it the scenes from the war flooded his head and made it difficult to see straight. “You, Alex, Are an arsehole has anyone ever mentioned that?!” He shouted. He didn’t like to raise his voice often because he was nearly always reprimanded by one of the girls.

Zane shook his head, "He could see I was sleeping! That's just plain rude." He sighed angrily and grabbed his car keys, before he had time to even project any force field they were snatched out of his hand by Alex. "Fine I'll walk," He said grumpily, he left the flat and thudded down the stairs muttering angrily to himself, he was dressed only in thick grey joggers and a thin loose red vest, his hair was a mess he hadn't shaved for a few days, visably he looked awful, atleast his state was disguise enough, it was crazy to think that this one person was once the pinacle of the news headlines, it was odd to think that teamed up with three friends he saved planet earth and restored justice, it sounded beautiful, it sounded epic. Epic as in a grand scale epic.
He went into his usual corner shop and bought his lads mag and a collection of alcohol in varying strengths. The storeman wished him a pleasant day.

Alex slumped onto the sofa, there were crumbs in the grooves and cans littering the floor, "This place is a state, seriously." He looked up at La Rue, "Sit with me?" He offered, he just couldn't be alone. "I always work out in the afternoon!" He said, and the morning... and the evening he corrected in his own mind. "I'm so bored. I'm almost bored enough to let Zane experiement on me." He said with a wry smile. Zane had been pestering Alex for months.

Alex rolled his eyes, "I'm joking, I wouldn't let Zane touch me with any of his crazy experiements did you hear he wanted to cut my leg off to see if it would regrow like a starfish!" He watched her leave and repeated himself, "Like a Starfish, Rue!" He shuffled over to give Vixen more space to the sofa next to him, "A starfish, Vix, do i look like a starfish? No. What if I never grew it back? Huh? A bloody stump leg." He said with a sigh. Just because he could regrow didn't mean it wasn't painful, it was incredibly painful. "I thought we were okay about money." He said concerned.

Zane came back into the apartment as quietly as he could so as not to disturb anyone, he didn't want any questions. Alex may not have needed super hearing to hear Zane clumsily enter the flat, still obviously drunken.
"we're fine, we have money, we got all the money we need we got everything but you know... you know what we got most?" He said as he flopped onto the sofa wedging himself in between Alex and Vixen, "We got each other. Tha's all that matters."

Alex looked visibly disgusted, "You've been smoking again Zane, and you stink you actually smell, do you ever shower?" He tried to stretch himself as far away from Zane as possible but Zane's arm flopped over his shoulder holding him there. He didn't even know how one person could be drunk so often, he tried drinking, he really tried to get drunk but his body processed the poison in his body too quickly for the effects to set in, he wished he could numb everything like Zane did, it was the only thing he envied about Zane.
" 'Ave you done sommat with your hair again Vixie?" He looked at her through his shades. He took a long swig from the bottle he clutched in his hand.

Alex sighed irritated, looking after Zane was like looking after a child sometimes. It was stupid how intellegent Zane was and how little he knew about living. That was alright for Alex to think though, he found that most of the time he couldn't even set foot outside the apartment or interact with normal human beings. It had made him lonely, he was glad Vixen liked him though.

Zane laughed at Vixen's reaction, sometimes he would forget how catlike she was, "If I scratched you behind the ears would that be a turn on?" He asked cheekily, he knew how to push everyone's buttons and he did it sometimes just to please himself. "Al, buddy," He pinched Alex hard in the arm, it quickly turned purple then green then yellow before fading in a matter of seconds."Hm, interesting." He noted."So Alex, what's your relationship with Miss Vixen here then anyway?" Zane asked but before he could react Alex grabbed him by the back of the shirt and dragged him off the sofa, knocking the bottle out of his hand.

"It's none of your buisiness and don't think you can forcefield your way out of this one." Alex growled through his teeth at Zane, he'd been waiting weeks for a good chance to fight him, Alex dragged Zane to the bathroom and put him in the bath the turned the shower on and let the shower drench Zane. Zane meekly tried to put up a field against the water but it was no use.

"You are a bad guy Alex, a real bad guy, I'll get you back for this." Zane said but the water kept cutting him off. Alex called out for Vixen and La Rue. "Little help?"
"You will not experiment on me you should try experimenting on yourself first! Start with getting yourself clean." Alex continued to hold Zane to the base of the bath.
"You should get out more buddy." Zane laughed until he inhaled some water and began choking.
"I will crush you!" Alex yelled, "I mean it."
Zane grinned manically, "I think this is the bit where we make out Alex," he scoffed, "I mean really you took me to the bathroom, you got me soaked in water." The water was surprisingly sobering and Zane began to repel Alex slightly, but it wasn't enough to match his strength.
"KISS ME ALEX!" he yelled at the top of his lungs.
"Shut up, the neighbours will hear." He shot a worried look in the girl's direction.

Alex let go of Zane with a disgusted look, "You ruin everything. You're supposed to be clever, figure this one out. We're broken, you can fix things fix us."
Alex said dramatically as he left to change his shirt, "I hope the neighbours don't hear everything," he said worriedly to Vixen as he removed his shirt his chiselled chest was a constant reminder of who he was no matter how many times he tried to slice his muscles off. He'd litterally taken a knife to his biceps before but they were healed in the morning.
"Erh... Bye?" He said quietly to Rue. "Vix, where does she disappear to all the time should we be worried for her safety?" He pulled on a clean shirt and walked into the kitchen he looked into the cupboards deeply "someone needs to go shopping were out of everything." He said amazed. The girls did t eat much surely or atleast they didn't look like they ate a great deal and sane was Lwys to drunk to eat really and he knew he didn't eat that my h surely. lex must have underestimated the speed in which food decays as the last shop was some weeks ago and it wasn't by himself.
Sane lay back in the bath and submerged his head under the water he didn't know what to do he felt completely helpless he stayed underwater until he couldn't hold it any longer and had a shower he the. Brushed his teeth and combed his hair before attempting to finally shave . Unfortunately this lead to a few cuts to the face which he swore about rather loudly. we're broken run loud and clear in his mind. Alex was right, ZAne was impressed.

Alex shook his head furiously. "No I... I don't like eating out." He rubbed his forehead with stress and rummaged around. He pulled out a bad of pasta and some baked beans. " we could have beans on pasta?" He suggested. He wanted nothing to do with the outside world he always feared that he would just expose who he was to everyone and they would capture him and do crazy things to him like the government did. He liked his life before the war and before everything happened he had a great time he had amazing friends now he had to put up with Zane and La Rou atleast v ix was nice to him which was more than he deserved sometimes wih his stubbornness.

"What's the problem?" Zane asked as he walked into the kitchen he seemed oblivious to the lack of foodin the cupboards but the frightened look on Alex's face did t go amiss. "Oh god Vixen you didn't tell him you were taking him for walkies did you?" Zane laughed, Alex you told me to fix things how can I solve this problem if you can even step one foot out the door?" Zane said sensibly.
" I can step out he door it's just a principle I don't want to go out. I'm too recognisable." He said shy he'd notice Zanes cleaner appearance but was too afraid to say anything after all he did just wrestle Zane into the bath.

Vixen shrugged, tugging her hair our of its bun, slightly annoyed. She wished she could get Alex to get up the courage to just come out with her once in awhile. It didn't help that Zane was constantly on him, probably knocking down any courage or curiosity gained. Running a hand through her dark hair, she peered over at Zane, "At least you clean up good. You personality is ugly enough. It'd be worse if we had to look at something that matched your insides. Not to mention that lingering stench only I can smell." She wrinkled her nose for effect, "But, pasta should be fine. I'll go shopping later I guess." She padded off to her room to change out of her sports clothes and into a pair of jeans and tank top. She had to change clothes at least three or for different times a day.

She paused on her way out of her room to peer into the mirror. It just happened that she had a less hard time getting out. After the war she was given a relatively new face. It was still a little Asian but showed very little of her descent. She frowned at this, the cat like eyes at the very least appealed to her more. She never completely was recognized. Once great heroes were now down to... this? She shook her head, it was sad.

Shaking it off, Vixen went back out to the kitchen, "Dinner almost ready yet?" She leaned against the counter.

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La Rue, currently at one of the tables, was looking at a vague explanation of an experiment. It said something about improving the human physique. It seemed to set off alarms in her head. This was likely that experiment. She flipped it open. It showed blurred faced photos of people in different scenarios and a brief explanations on how they did better than the normal human. She frowned mentally, keeping her face stoic outside. She would have to look into that sometime further to try and yield more information.

(not at all, is it boring you, what do you want to happen next? srry for the absence, I had no energy to post after work yesterday i was there from 11am till 1 am D: still tired xx )

Zane raised his eyebrows, "Ouch, burn." he said rather irritated, he could dish out all the negatives to people but he couldn't really take them. "Girls can be so catty" He laughed at his accidental pun. "Oh did you see that one Al? did you see it?" He laughed stupidly, he looked at Alex to was sat on the high stool in the kitchen with a sullen look on his face.
"I got it." He replied sadly.
Zane breathed out slowly, "You okay?" He asked, half concerned, half curious.
"No." Alex said simply, he leant against the counter. "I'm bored, I'm bored of this life, I'm bored of not having a job, I can't get employment because I can't leave the flat. And you."
"What about me?" Zane asked,
"Not just you," Alex replied, "All of us, we all just seem like we're waiting, like we don't know what we're waiting for but we're just waiting and I'm tired of it."
Zane gave an apologetic face, "Maybe you need to see a shrink, mate."
"Maybe you need to go to an AA meeting or two."
Zane smirked, "Low blow, Al, I've got this under control." He said, contradicting himself by unscrewing the cap of some cheap cider.

Alex looked up at Vixen, "Zane's cooking." He lied with a half smile.

OMG! What a shift to work. O.O The longest I ever had was from 9 am to 6:30 pm. As for what to happen, I am setting it up so La Rue, like, discovers new humans being experimented on by an enemy country and therefore we can have... (drum roll) super villains! XD

Vixen rolled her eyes at Zane. What an alcoholic. But they were both right. Shopping and parties and the like were her own version of waiting. Meaningless tasks that dulled her senses enough so she could feel normal once in awhile. Either way, they were stuck here, under the government's thumb. It was not a comfortable feeling for her.

"It may be boring now but hopefully things perk up soon enough." Her tone was sarcastic as she grimaced but, she could feel something coming.
"Zane? Cook? He'll like drown it with alcohol." She teased.

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The convention was coming to a close and she had managed to find out little more than what the pamphlet had said. All she knew was that Russia was up to something. Again. Wasn't the Cold War enough? Now, a battle for super humans.

Sounds good can our super people go for training?))

Zane shook his head " I would not waste a single drop of this on anyone." He said with a half smile he left the kitchen and slouched on the sofa infringement of the tv.
Alex watched Zane jealously he wished he could be as happy as Zane seemed even if that meant continual drinking.
"Hey Zane if you give up alcohol for a week ill do the next weekly shop for everyone." He said seriously he wasn't goin to help himself without helping others.
Zane rolled his eyes. "Erh no?" He scoffed, what was the point? "Vixie you like shopping hun why don't you take over Alex's turn every time?"

Vixen scoffed in turn, "Nah. I prefer shopping for clothes as opposed to food. I can't be the only one shopping, my dear alcoholic. I understand La Rue not shopping, but it's not like you put in any more effort that Alex except for your booze and girly magazines." She then pulled out dishes and things for dinner after deciding it'd be easiest to get the cooking done herself.
"I just hope we can get out of this rut soon enough." She frowned as she boiled the water for the pasta.

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La Rue was currently talking with officials of the U.S. government about what she had learned. There was not a whole lot they could do at this point, they told her, other than to prepare everyone again. She was warned away from telling the others she lived with. It worried her a great deal in turn, that her teammates were to be kept in the dark.

( good idea :) )

"Soon enough?" Zane scoffed, "Which bit of eternity wasn't clear to you, we're stuck here forever and thats a scary thought, I don't blame Alex for trying to kill himself... What is if now 48 times? Have you considered electricution?" Zane asked politely.
"You made me stand on the roof in the storm once. But I didn't get struck, and you tried tasering me once. It really hurt." Alex complained, althought his attempted suicides were no joke, he found it very embarrassing once he had healed, the only time he left the flat was when he jumped off it, luckily no body else saw as La Rue and Vixen pulled him in and put him to bed for a few days.
"I wonder what it feels like to die." Zane asked.
"I'm nopt sure if I have properly died and then come back but it's like the worst pain ever multiplied by a thousdand and its so uncomfortable and you think of everything and then nothing and then you're alive again and you have no idea how long you've been out for." Alex said seriously.
"Have you tried a taller building maybe?" Zane pondered.

Zane rubbed the back of his head, "Ow?" He said, his reactions were too slow to protect himself. "I'm not nitpicking, We're just haveing a conversation right Alex?"
Alex shruged, "Erh, yeah." He didn't want Vixen fighting his own battles, "Leave off Zane for a bit, he's obviously drunk, again, he doesn't know what he's saying it's just a conversation." Although Alex was considering electrocution pretty heavily. He'd never really tried any voltage that could kill the average person, he couldn't be indestructable to everything. Was it just ages that was going to kill him? he shuddered at the thought.
"This is, nice." He said to Vixen trying his best to compliment her efforts. It was a very boring dish though, but atleast he wouldn't go hungry. "Rue say when she's comming back?" Alex asked Vixen.

Zane accidentally kicked the table when he got up, knocking over a glass of water, "Sorry! Sorry, my missstake." He apologized and unplugged the microwave in the kitchen, he carried it under one arm. "I'll see you guys later." He didn't want any questions about the microwave, he just hoped they wouldn't ask, because the microwave may not return.

Alex pouted, it was so unmanly and a complete contrast to his excellent physique "I'm my own man I can fight my own battles Vix... See you later don't forget ice pops the ones in the plastic sleeve." He said with a childish grin completely undermining what he had just said. His favourite were he cola flavoured. Zane shook his head and laughed he out the microwave in his room and as he was just heading into the kitchen for he screwdriver La Rue entered the apartment. Zane decided he could get the yellow handlers screwdriver later he'd use the red for now he didn't want a scalding from Rue as well.
Alex looked at her innocently, "Nothing why?" He asked politely,"so where have you been for hours you missed dinner and we don't have any food in till Vix is back." He said, quickly dodging the topic he didn't need to feel humiliated by Rue for not beig able to fight his own battles.

Alex looked at the space where the microwave once stood. "Woah, you know what I don't even think I saw him take it, maybe... maybe thieves snuck in and stole it or something maybe it has nothing to do with whatever Zane's planning for me." Alex frowned at her, "Why are you always so damn quiet! You're not doing something illegal are you?" he worried, the last thing he wanted was some attention from the cops. It would expose them all.

Zane was currently extracting the fuse from the plug, without the fuse he could multiply the power income and it would still continue to run without popping the fuse and shutting off, he was hoping he could reconfigure the wires. Unfortuntaly his hands were clumsy and rewiring was a bit of a problem when his vision kept sliding in and out of focus.

La Rue frowned. "So, Zane did take it. He really needs to stop these crazy experiments. Especially when he is drunk. He will damage himself more than you at this rate. And I do not mean the alcohol he insists on using to slow down his brain." She shook her head. La Rue pushed off the wall and collected her things. "Just be careful around him right now while he has this in mind." She then walked off to her bedroom to take care of her bags. She unpacked everything and... even found a note. It was just another reminder, seemingly harmless in its message but, it was anything but that.

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Vixen had finished grocery shopping finally. No one had recognized her but, that was not a surprise for her. She lugged the heavy grocery bags into the kitchen dramatically. She had bought more than she had planned on. The air was tense around her and she looked around seriously. She shrugged and started to put things away. The microwave was missing. She didn't know what too make of that.

Alex sighed, "I never said he took it were just making assumptions here." Rue had walked out of the kitchen before he had finished. He didn't know what to do with himself but he knew it was best to leave Rue alone when she went to her room. He wasn't completely stupid he could tell something was up, she was even more secretive than usual and Alex didn't like that he liked to think of the. All as a family. Even if it was a totlly disfunctional one at that. Alex quietly peaked in through the gap in zane's door.
Zane had found a part of the microwave he foun particularly interesting he took it appar and looked through his tool chest to see if he could modify it in anyway to increase its strength beyond the manufactures preset settings. It was a long shot but Zane could almost visualise the numbers and equations in his head to cracking the tricky wiiring until he remembered Iraq. His hands felt hot and sweaty, he then felt cold and shivery he dropped the screwdriver onto his workshop table. He thought he was going to vomit. Zane pushed past Alex without thinking what he was here and raced to the toilet. He didn't actual vomit but he did feel ill.
Alex heard Vixen come home with the shopping and he started to help her to put it away into the cupboards. "Rue's home she came in just as you left don't know if you saw her and I think Zanes ill." He said Dillon her in on every thing that had happened in the time she was gone. Which wasn't very long, Alex was glad Vixen had the responsibility of shopping this time because she was so well organised to getting groceries.