About This Club
For years, the chief protector of Deco City was the convivial community crusader, the Cricket! While sometimes mistaken for a criminal, the champion of chirp had become something of a city mascot. He had saved the day, foiled plans, and kept more malevolent masks from terrorizing the citizenry!
The Cricket had some close calls, sometimes he wanted to quit, but in the end, he stuck by that most heroic of mottos "With Great Can Do Might, Comes Great Ought to Right"
But villains don't care if you're nice, they don't care if you're doing the right thing. They do care if you keep stopping their plans and/or putting them in jail. After a year of dealing with Cricket, the villains began to conspire on how to remove themselves of the meddlesome skyline skipper. They found an evil businessman to sponsor a hit on the Cricket, and teamed up to set up an ambush!
And what better way than to use a local gathering as bait? Trap innocents into a building, and set it to explode. Sure enough, the jolly jumper came to the rescue right on time! And, this time, in the battle between good and evil, evil won. The Malice Mob was triumphant in laying the Cricket low, and then to drive his defeat home, they destroyed the support of the building. So the Cricket could watch his failure as he died with the innocents he wanted to protect.
But there's more to the story.
The cosmic being went by many names, but for brevity we'll refer to him as Mr. Actuality. Mr. Actuality was bored. The reason he was at such an insignificant event when he could be crafting a new solar system is unknown, but he found the debris, which could not hurt him, annoying. And Cricket, with his broken spine and blood flowing out saw this man had powers too (He had no idea how much) and begged him to save the innocents here.
"With Great Can Do Might, Comes Great Ought to Right" Cricket said in his increasing delirium at the end of it all.
Perhaps Mr. Actuality was swayed enough to at least do something, or perhaps the fact these 'villains' were actually thinking they were superior offended him, maybe the cosmic being decided on an experiment purely on whim?
But saved the innocents (At least most of them) he did. One moment the Malice Mob were saving their triumph watching the building crumble from the outside, the next moment they were gazing up at the collapsing ceiling and walls from within the building wearing bodies that were not their own. Their minds and souls had been put into the bodies of their victims (Not including Cricket himself who simply went onto whatever reward awaits heroic souls). Of course, to make room, Mr. Actuality had put the minds and souls of the innocents into the villains' bodies in turn.
And so, the Malice Mob died, crushed under the debris they had created but their bodies lived on, with new owners.
And so it begins, a group of confused, terrified, once non-powered individuals now given a second chance of life in the bodies of their murderers. Wanted by the law, their old lives forever gone, our sheep are now wearing wolf's clothing and are appropriately and metaphorically fanged.