<span style="color: #FF0000">"How much longer must my men waste their time snatching up these useless...nobodies?!" a deep raspy voice shouted in the darkness before The Council. The figure stepped forward aggressively into the single dim light that shone in the middle of the large council room, cloaked by his large leather hood. The Council themselves sat at a long table facing the figure, each of their faces barely lit by the small candles that sat in front of them. <br/><br/>"Not too much longer Wraith so calm yourself before the Sentries calm you" a weak but wise voice spoke out. Seconds later a group of armed soldiers surrounded Wraith, guns at the ready but Wraith stood firm.<br/><br/>"We are gathering powerful Conduits to go after you and your Hellbound in the wastelands. Once they find you, you can then handle them as you please but be sure to bring them back to our scientists alive as we need to extract their purest genes. After that, half of Haven will be yours" a second wise voice spoke. Wraith huffed as he turned towards the large double doors in the back of the room, stopping just shy of opening them to look back at the Council.<br/><br/>"It better be, otherwise I will take all of Haven, by force..." With that the large doors flew open and Wraith walked eagerly out of the room. As he entered the next large but dimly lit room he noticed a man pacing around aimlessly and seemingly bored. But something about him was just off and didn't sit well with Wraith. As he got closer he knew exactly what the feeling was, this man was a Conduit. Suddenly their eyes met and an instant mutual animosity filled the air. Both men stopped and stared at each other, Wraith looked on and noticed the slight glow of the other man's eyes, the rare glow of a Lightning Conduit...</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #BFFF00">******</span><br/><br/>Connor paced around sighing loudly as he continued waiting for either the council or<span style="font-weight: bold">more of these Conduits that were supposed to show up</span>. Suddenly towards the back, two large doors flung open and a hooded man walked furiously out from them. Paying no attention Connor continued his meaningless pacing but then suddenly a feeling struck deep at his core. Something familiar, yet foreign at the same time and instantly he knew it was from this man.<span style="font-style: italic">Was he a Conduit? Was he a mutant?</span>Connor couldn't tell but the second he felt their eyes meet, all Connor could feel was instant hatred. His eyes sparked slightly as they began to emit their unique glow. He focused his gaze trying to see past the shadows of the man's hood but Connor was unsuccessful. After a few more seconds Connor broke the silence.<br/><br/>"Like what you see? Why don't you keep stomping the hell out of here and out of my sight?"<br/><br/>In a flash of shadow the other man moved instantly to Connor's position and raised him up by his throat. His grip was firm and painful and Connor was instantly caught off guard, attempting to catch a breath. He glanced down at the man's other hand and saw a dark energy forming, warping the air around it. Connor knew he had to focus quick. So he gripped the man's wrist to hold himself steady and began coughing as he got some air.<br/><br/>"Neat trick...*cough*...I've got one too!" Instantly Connor formed a small electrical orb in his hand and raised it in preparation to slam it down onto his attacker.<br/><br/>"Let's get a look at the pretty smile..." with a heavy swing, Connor slammed his orb into his attackers' face, setting off a minor explosion that sent the two flying away from each other, both hitting the ground hard. But it wasn't long before both men were back on their feet, staring each other down again. Just as the two began their sprint towards each other for round two, a mass of Sentries came pouring out of the Council Chambers and held their guns cocked and raised. Connor and the mysterious attacker stopped their charge instantly.<br/><br/>"The others are on their way up so the Council will see you now. Stand down and come with us." the Sentry Captain ordered. The Sentries were probably the only human's that no one wanted to mess with on purpose, as they were the only ones known to have body armor and the best fully automatic rifles. Connor glanced back at the mysterious man and let out a small aggravated sigh.<br/><br/>"Next time, I blow your fucking head off." Connor declared pointing his finger angrily before walking towards the Sentries.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF0000">"I look forward to it..."</span>the deep and raspy voice of the hooded man finally spoke, stopping Connor in mid stride momentarily, but he then continued on his way into the Council Chambers.<br/><br/><span style="color: #BFFF00">******</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #FF0000">Wraith looked on as his opponent walked away with the Sentries, useless humans who thought they were tough because of their body armor and powerful guns. Wraith knew that he alone could have taken the lot of them, hell even that lightning Conduit could too. That man was indeed powerful and could prove troublesome when the time comes to take him alive. The fact that the Council was "recruiting" others similar to that one almost bothered Wraith but he still felt confident in his powers to be able to take them on. It was all just a matter of time...</span>