Ultra City—a sprawling metropolis, its skyline glittering like crystal against the twilight sky. Towering skyscrapers stood proud with holographic billboards and flying transports weaving through invisible highways. It was a city of neon dreams and unspoken threats, a modern New York blessed with advanced technology and cursed with its fair share of crime.
On the corner of 9 Avenue, chaos erupted outside the Royal Crest Bank.
"Freeze! Nobody move!"
Three masked bandits armed with high-tech rifles stormed the building. But they barely made it past the lobby before the air shifted. A gust of force split the front doors open—a figure cloaked in Dark-green armor, wielding a sharp bow, stepped in.
Timothy Slinger, known by many as Vilex, wasn't just a hero. He was precision. Purpose. Clad in a dark green armored suit, he loosed an arrow without speaking. It struck the first bandit's weapon, sparking it into shutdown mode. The next two barely raised theirs before he fired again, pinning one to the wall with electrified binding arrows.
He walked past them calmly, speaking into his communicator.
"Bank secure. Send the police."
As police sirens began to rise in the distance, Vilex glanced at the thugs with his brown eyes, "You guys aren't even worth the Hero Association's attention."
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Meanwhile, across the city, a bullet train hissed into the underground terminal beneath the Hero Association Branch. The structure above—an 80-floor glass tower—stood as the heart of Ultra City's defenses.
From the train stepped Raymond Miller, alias Frost, the top graduate of the Hero Academy. Lean and athletic, his icy white eyes stood out against his light skin and Dark long hair usually tied back in a ponytail. Wearing a long-sleeved coat inspired by traditional Japanese samurai attire, reimagined in a futuristic style. The coat flows just below the knees, with a high collar and silver accents. The colors blend icy blue and pure white, symbolizing his elemental affinity.
As he walked into the lobby, he was greeted by Layla Bremm, a sharp-featured woman with Dark red hair (Almost burgundy) straight shoulder length bob with sharp green eyes in a Sleek black military-tactical suit with a high-collared coat, utility belt, gloves, and a shoulder-mounted comms device, and her assistant,Lean and slightly lanky, with Ash-blond, swept back with loose strands falling over his forehead, almost always slightly messy like he's been working for hours, his eyes were Pale gray-blue—calm and calculating, Fair with a slight cool undertone. Wearing Long white reinforced lab coat with embedded tech panels and micro-hologram display on the sleeves, black shirt underneath, dark pants and boots. He always wears a fingerless glove on one hand that controls various tech,was the mild-mannered yet insightful Johnathan Flicker.
"Welcome to Ultra City, Raymond," Layla said with a polite nod. "We've been expecting you."
"I appreciate the assignment," Raymond replied, adjusting the strap of his duffle bag. "I was told I will be meeting with someone?"
"That will be Timothy Slinger. You may know him as Vilex," Jonathan said, handing him a data tab.
"Hah. Of course. Heard he skipped half of the Hero Academy and still outpaced most field agents."
"Ultra City hasn't seen any major villain activity in years," Layla added. "You should find it quieter than other places."
Raymond smirked. "Who knows? Something big might still happen."
Moments later, Timothy arrived at the lobby, removing his visor as he approached.
"You must be the Academy graduate," he said, extending a hand.
"Top of the class," Raymond confirmed with a handshake. "All sweat, long nights, and no shortcuts."
"I dropped out of the academy a long time ago" Timothy replied."
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Elsewhere, under the sun, Sage Micah,Average build, hair is brown styled medium-length, slightly messy yet intentional, with soft layers that frame his face, his eyes were brown and his skin was warm brown, wearing traditional mage robes, often deep red or orange depending on the season or his magic state. The robes are embroidered with arcane runes, meditating in a temple in the highlands. Robes fluttering in the wind.
"It's time," he whispered to a lady a fellow acolyte.
He stepped through a glowing portal, vanishing into a ripple of stars—destination: Ultra City.
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High above the Earth in space, inside a spacecraft, Rudy Atracius, better known later as Dark Flame, stood at a viewing panel. His skin was a warm bronze, and his hair plaited in two neat rows down his back. Wearing his ceremonial suit stitched with gold accents holding a Staff, a semi-sentient weapon that responds only to him. The staff colored in gold and earthy brown with ember-like veins pulsing through it, he looked more like a prince than a warrior.
"My prince let us go with you,"one of his advisors said.
"No. I'm going alone. This is my decision."
The pod detached, descending like a silent meteor.
Not long after, another streak blazed through the sky. This time, it was a young man, his physique is agile, refined like a martial artist or acrobat; speed and precision over bulk is hair is Dark, styled short sides with a longer top, textured and tousled to fall naturally with a bit of edge his eyes were fiery orange, his skin tone was Light tan, slightly sun-kissed—mirroring the fire burning inside him, wearing a sleek, battle-grade suit in crimson and matte black,lined subtly with ember-like veins that pulse. At his back was a blade called "The World Cutter"—a long, black sword with a silver core. The hilt is carved into two fire-breathing snake heads, one on each side, which activate when he channels heat or fire into the weapon. When the dust settled, Jakson Alexandar, known later as Blaze, smirked and said.
"Didn't hurt as much as I thought it would."
At the Hero Association, alarms were ringing.
"We've detected two extraterrestrial entries!" a tech shouted.
Layla turned, eyes sharp. "Looks like you two—" she said to Vilex and Frost, "might be getting your first real mission sooner than expected."
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In a private lab, Maximus Alle, soon to be known as Superbolt, Athletic build his hair
were Yellow/blonde, styled in a short curly taper fade, his eyes were Brown, his Skin Tone were Medium-brown, his hair waved has he adjusted his goggles. He wore a lab coat over a compression suit.
"Maximus! Take a break already!" shouted a colleague.
"Just one more compound," he said, then in a blink, used his superspeed to complete the mix before the guy even looked.
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Across town, Larry Stones, later known as Hi-Tech, Dark, styled in a long, layered fringe with slight waves—similar to a "two-block cut with loose bangs," his eyes Black
Skin Tone: Light-skinned,stood beside his father, staring at a high-tech nanosuit.
"You helped design this. No one knows it better than you," his father said.
Outside, Ivy Madsen Larry's PA a slender woman with Deep black with silvery-blue ombré tips, usually in a braid, her eyes were like Pale green with flecks of gold, her skin were Cool porcelain,she was wearing cropped jackets, cargo pants, and fingerless gloves as she patiently waited.
"So, the suit's yours now? You don't look thrilled."
"It's complicated, Ivy. Let's just go."
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On a grassy hill just outside the city, a sleek motorhome sat in silence.
Inside, Tyler Smith a Lean-athletic man with a touch of bulk—strong, agile, and durable. His hair were Jet black with white streaks on top, styled in twists fade—faded sides with short, well-kept twists above, his eyes were Silver-gray like storm clouds,skin tone Medium-dark (warm brown tone), better known later as Thunderstorm, lounged in a tank top and shorts.
"Tyler, fix the toilet!" Bethany called.
"I will just not now"
"No, now!" shouted Tomika, her arms crossed.
"Why don't you fix it? You broke it."
Bethany sighed. "It's fine. He'll fix it. Right, babe?"
I will. Tyler answered
Bethany said to him, I'm ready to leave for work .
He nodded, standing. "Let me get dressed. I'll take you to work."
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Back in the city zoo, Derick Andrew, later known as Mega Panther, a Muscular and powerful—panther-enhanced physique, giving him a lean but visibly defined frame his hair were Dark in color, styled in a sharp, short fade his eyes Black, Dark-skinned waved at a group of children.
"Careful! Those snakes will bite." Jokingly saying
"Stop scaring the kids," a fellow zookeeper said.
"Let me go check on Pubby."
Inside a secure room, a panther cub pounced at him. Derick laughed.
"Hey there, little one. Just saying bye before I clock out."
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Moments later. In a quiet alley, Rudy and Jakson met each other.
"What the hell are you doing here?" Rudy asked.
"What about you? You're not supposed to be here either."
Tension crackled between them.
Suddenly, Vilex and Frost arrived.
"Move," Timothy said coldly. "Or you're both dead."
"Is that how you greet visitors?" Jakson sneered.
Yeah, what he said. Rudy said
"You broke through Earth's defense barrier," Raymond growled. "What did you expect? A parade?"
Over comms, Layla snapped, "Take them out."
"Wait," Johnathan said, frowning. "We don't know why they are here. We need answers first."
"They invaded!" Layla yelled.
Jakson laughed. "Invaded? why would I invade, I just crash-landed and my back hurts."
Rudy folded his arms. "I am a king, not a terrorist."
Vilex narrowed his eyes. "If you're not a threat, come with us."
"Fine by me," Jakson said.
"I'm cool with it," Rudy said
Suddenly a loud boom echoed.
Raymond said. "What the hell is going on today?"
To be continued...