<div class="floatleft">(http://i1217.photobucket.com/albums/dd394/Vithe_rothe/Domino/raven%20queen/4984a4e6-2a69-46cd-84a8-512607168cbc_zps7b1fbda6.jpg)</div><hr/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>  Name:</strong>          Jessica Roberts<br/>  <strong>Title:</strong>            <em>Raven Queen</em><br/>  <strong>Affiliation:</strong>   Apocalypse and 'The Vision'<br/>  <strong>Location:</strong>    New York City, --- Forest Hills suburb in Queens [Aunt May's House]<br/>  <strong>Tags:</strong>           Apocalypse --- The Horseman 'Death'; Spiderman, Colossus, Xavin, Gambit, Roadkill, Beach Bunny<br/><br/></span></span><hr/><br/><hr/><strong> Current: </strong><br/>Jessica's feathers shifted a bit letting her slide through the air catching the breeze that curled up from the street below. Her sight shifting between 6 sets of eyes as 6 sets of black feathered wings kept her in the air. She had learned that 6 ravens was the optimal currently for her to really handle, she had tried a dozen earlier but all the details and senses and information had that had flowed into her mind had nearly stunned her and quickly made her reform.<br/><br/>Raven Queen is what he had called her when she unformed into a small flock of ravens. Apocalypse, father, Lord, master he had been there when she had survived the serum she had been one of the first to do so and she still remembered the smile on his face and the power he gave off.<br/><hr/><br/><hr/><strong> Yesterday:</strong><br/>She had been at the office early as she often did working on a stock brief when the attack came. Many at the company thought she only fucked her way to her position but they did not realize how driven she was. She worked long hours, 16, 18 even 20 hours a day, her mind shifting through details of the market and gleaning out the best stocks. Just because she saw sex as a commodity that could aid her in her goals made her something to avoid, or use, to the older men at the firm. She instead used them, she had 'allowed' her self to be seduced by one and then blackmailed him into promoting the woman she was assistant too. She had come to realize that being the one behind the throne was better, less of a target and if done right more power.<br/><br/>The attack had caught her by complete surprise. There should have been no reason for the attack, a strong economy made the US to big to deal with in the manner that happened or so she had believed. She had been knocked out by the blast that shattered the downtown yet somehow had survived. Maybe it was luck that she had at the time been in one of the storage rooms, maybe it was just meant to be. She was not sure it mattered. She had staggered out of the building some minutes later after making her way down the 53 flights of stairs. As she looked up at the smothering ruins of the city several beings dropped around her. They were surprised that she did not run, or scream and instead straightened her shoulders and smoothed her ruined suit as best she could. After all she did not like to waste her efforts on something that was useless. As she had come down the stairs she had tried her cell and had been able to look out windows and knew what ever had happened she had survived and she meant to keep on doing so. Running like a fool or screaming just was not her style and so as those in the armor closed on her she stood waiting.<br/><div class="floatright">(http://i1217.photobucket.com/albums/dd394/Vithe_rothe/Domino/raven%20queen/71951ded-c5fe-48ab-b521-ee1c8d36fc56_zps270384de.jpg)</div><br/>They had literally dragged her to a complex, it had been set up in Central Park. She was shoved into a group of 25 all adults but in their 20s-30s and what seemed good shape. They had been ordered to strip and while the rest had chaffed and refused she had simply undressed completely till she stood nude in front of those there. A shifting mass of red with a horrid face that she knew from the papers was supposed to be Carnage. A young woman that was called Starchild and a giant of a man that they called Apocalypse.<br/><br/>Apocalypse seemed amused that she stepped forward nude while the others were being forcibly made to strip. Several clad like doctors pulled her and others to chairs, where they were heavily strapped into them. All the while she kept her eyes on Apocalypse as her mind had jumped into gear. When his eyes meant her own she nodded and lifted her chin and reached for that calm she could always find. The Doctor's needles were cold as they slid into both her arms.<br/><div class="floatleft">(http://i1217.photobucket.com/albums/dd394/Vithe_rothe/Shadowrun/shadowrun2/ravenqueen1_zpse68b35e7.jpg)</div><br/>She had never known such pain, such a surge of energy. Her body became on fire then freezing then a pain so deep it was impossible to describe and her mind became unformed, unfocused. She screamed her throat raw as it went on and on for what seemed an eternity. Then there was blackness and suddenly she was seeing from a dozen sets of eyes... a dozen sets of wings flapped on the ground, on the chair and several somehow lifted into the air. She felt her mind slipping away then a shout in her mind made her reform. She tumbled naked to the ground at the feet of Apocalypse.<br/><br/>Her body shook and trembled as it changed, before she took more then a few breaths Apocalypse's huge left hand was around her slim throat lifting her till she dangled in the air. She did struggle then her finger nails had lengthened and they scrapped along his armored arm actually leaving gores behind. Then he was in her mind so complete so deep that she gasped and stilled. She was always very smart, her mind agile and adaptable so as Apocalypse's mind entered she realized that nothing she could do could stop him. Here was a power she had always wanted to part of, part of his vision filled her mind making her gasp again. It was brilliant, beautiful and beyond anything she had ever thought about and at that moment she wanted it as well. She wanted to be a part of it...to see it through no matter the cost to others or to herself. She had always put her own interests before anyone else simply because she had never found anyone with a vision she could embrace. His mind saw everything she had been, how she had struggled in a low income child hood...how she had used her brains and her body to get ahead. She had been ruthless, she had been driven, she had been willing to do what ever was needed without going to jail. Now though Apocalypse had given her a gift, that placed her outside the bounds of humanity.<br/><br/>Her eyes widen and she stilled in her struggle, he had given her a gift she could never repay and if he choose now to take it from her and her life then she would die knowing she had been blessed. Apocalypse sat her down on her feet and for the first time in her life she knelt before someone. She had no need of a drug for him to control her, he had shown her his vision and had given her a gift. It was an aphrodisiac that made her aroused, made her nipples harden made her desire him. As she knelt she knew she wanted him, unlike anyone she had before. She wanted to feel his power in her to feel that overpowering strength surround her.<br/><br/>"Rise my deviant. Your mind, it is filled with shifting sands... perhaps unpredictable to some; but I see the desires that burn inside you. You have great potential, but we will see if you have the strength of will to match it. You, Queen of Ravens will serve my Horseman of Death. I have tasked him with completing the devastation of this superhuman stronghold called 'New York City'. The mutants here must be completely eradicated. Those who will not share our vision, will die.<br/>Aid him in<em>every</em>way that he requires. Discover your new strengths, your new talents... and perhaps I will find a significant use for you. Fail him... and you fail me; and the only atonement for your lack of success will be death. Prove yourself worthy of your new heritage. Prove yourself worthy of my blood. If you succeed in that, in ushering in a new age with me - I shall reward you lavishly and answer the hungers of your soul."<br/><hr/><br/><hr/><strong> Earlier this day:</strong><br/>She had watched from above as Cassidy; Carnage; Death had torn into the survivors of SHIELD. It was brutal, horrible and fascinating all at once. She had not seen so much blood but she knew that 'THE VISION' required it. Any that opposed it had to die, it was simple really and she had embraced it. She had dropped and shifted into her nude form behind 2 police officers shielding several huddled and crying children. They had been startled when she stepped out naked as a 'Raven' and had both moved to help her. She had moved shiftily, her razor sharp strong nails slashed and the first officer's neck was slashed apart. She dropped and spun taking the feet out from under the 2nd and as he leveled his gun she shifted, The bullet went through empty air as 8 ravens with inch long claws that could rend steel, ripped him apart. She reformed and dropped down to looked over the half dozen children there and pulled one out, the oldest she deemed and shoved him into the street as a team of 4 of armored ones came near. She knelt by the rest of the children and smiled then whispered 'Run', as they scampered away in 3 directions she shifted into her ravens and gave chase. It was a test to her. Could she take down separate targets quickly? Within minutes she had finished them and as she climbed into the air on 6 sets of wings she saw that Carnage had found Spiderman.<br/><br/>Cassidy had been drooling over this so much she had begun to worry. It seemed to her he was more concerned about his own desire to destroy Spiderman then on their master's 'VISION'. She had just reached a good height and begin to wing over when an huge explosion blew Carnage off the building. She rolled all her forms in the dive and dropped to check on him. Forming into her lovely nude form some 25 feet from him.<br/>" I will follow Spiderman, General and report back"<br/>Shifting into her ravens she gave wing, climbing up and spreading out till she found the webslinger and the girl he carried. She watched from 300 feet up as he made his way into Queens. Knowing that even Spiderman would not pay attention to a few birds in the sky.<br/><hr/><br/><hr/><strong> Yesterday: </strong><br/>Soon after 'HE' had left she was brought before a figure. A mass of bees over 6' tall. 'Swarm' introduced himself with a European bow. As it turned out his form was a mass of bees, thousands that he commanded and his mind spread among them. He first taught her how to focus and compartment her mind. She had often thought on many levels but this was greater and she found her mind quickly adapting to it. He showed her how to react in her raven forms. He pushed her till midday. By then she could shift in and out, take to the air and circle and climb and dive, they had discovered her raven's claws could cut steel and her own now hardened and lengthened nails could cut through thin metal. She watched as many of the newly formed survivors were quickly given minor instructions and armor and sent out under guidance of others. Most seemed to have gotten some variant of body changes, strength, quickness, agility. There many others that went past but she also knew that far far more did not survive the 'Judgement'. Yet that was proper, for only the strong could survive the blood of Father and be part of his 'VISION'.<br/><br/>She spent the day with 'Swarm' working out her shifting and abilities. She had gotten stronger, her mind was quicker and better able to adapt. Her reflexes and quickness was on par with an Olympian. She found that getting one of her ravens destoryed made those surviving bigger and stronger till there was only one nearly the size of a human left. She also found she would need time to regain the energy to reform the ones that had been destoryed. Her maximun seemed to be a dozen that she could control and even then it was very narrow and almost singleminded in what she could do with all 12. Six seemed to be the best for most of the time and she took to that and learned to move and shift. It was late afternoon that she made her final discovery, trying to shift into a single raven she instead formed one. She knew immediately that it was more independent yet she could see through its eyes and her senses extended through. It was a part of her yet apart. Her Familiar.<br/><br/>The one problem they discovered was that no clothes would shift with her. So she would be nude when she reformed. They tried several things, then she realized this too was a test. Could she deal with the looks she would get handle the pressure, the leers from even those awaken? She knew she would pass this test as well.<br/><br/>That evening she began to help with the Vision. Winging her way through the city, learning more control as she found pockets of survivors and directed the troops to them. Several time she helped in a quick fight. It was after night had fallen that she climbed into the sky on six pair of wings. She was looking for someone. Randel Hamilton, senior VP at the firm. He had treated her poorly and had groped her many times. Perhaps it was fate after all that when she dropped onto his penthouse balcony he was there. His eyes came alight as he looked up and down her nude frame. His smile was one of control because he believed he still had it. Her lips curved up and then she grabbed him from his chair and tossed him over the balcony. "I have learned to fly Randy, can you?"<br/><br/>She spent the night dining on his food and sleeping in his bed and as her Familiar kept watch her dreams were of Apocalypse. Morning dawned filled with smoke and haze as she took a shower and ate then she took to the air once more.<br/><hr/><br/><hr/><strong> Current:</strong><br/>She had followed Spiderman as it seemed had Death. He had brought with him two of the survivors yet already he seemed to be in trouble. The armored one she vaguely recalled but he seemed capbale of handling Carnage. The one with the accent and long coat could be a problem depending on how much explosive damage he could deal with those cards. Then out came Spiderman as a red head looked from a window. The battle was being joined and she was not sure of it. So she circled.<br/><br/>One hundred feet above Carnage, Colossus, Spiderman and the others six raven as black as night circled...watching...waiting!!<br/><hr/><br/><br/><em>[I would like to thank Veluux for the qoute from Apocalypse and his guidance and input for the introduction of 'Raven Queen']</em>