This is Treska, a stranded alien on Earth. She is a scout for the Union of Civilized Worlds...Since coming to Earth she has become a super-heroine known as Scout.
"But Mom," Meg groaned in her best put upon teenage voice, "I don't want to go to the family reunion. It's so Boooring!! All we do is stand around with a bunch of people we never hear from."
"Megan Ophelia Harding," Mom came back in that voice that sounded like I was stepping on her last nerve or something. "You will mind your manners and be on your best behavior and the reunion. Now get your brother Karl together. It's a three hour drive to the lake, don'tcha know, and Daddy wants to get a jump on the traffic."
I only had one chance of escape left as I frantically looked around the kitchen. Karl, of course just sat in his high chair and burbled at me. Cute kid, but I wasn't having any of it. Flora and I were supposed to go to the mall today. Okay, sure, we go to the mall almost every day, but I really ddin't care. This was my free time we're talking about.
"Daddy?" I called out in desperation.
"Mind your Mother," a reply came from the living followed by the front door slamming shut.
With sullen eyes I turned to look at Mom and had to groan inside. She had that look on her face. Yeah, you know the one. Sighing my best sigh I picked on the drooling machine and headed for the Explorer.
You know a three hour drive can be almost like forever. Karl sat in his car seat making bubbles with his drool while Daddy drove like a man possessed. As for me, thank God I had my Ipod and my tunes. Sixteen towns, countless cows that Karl got so excited about seeing, and only one potty break, thank you Daddy so much, we were at the lake. A huge banner proclaimed "Harding Family Reunion."
I slammed the door to the Explorer and stalking towards the lake furious that they made me come. I saw Grandpa H. sitting by himself in his chair, but I ignored him. Senioritlity, don'tcha know. I picked up a few rocked and skipped them across the still waters.
"Hey you're pretty good at that," a male voice came from behind me. I casually looked over my shoulder to see a boy about my age with a wide grin on his face.
"Thanks," I said, "I was thinking about trying out for it in the Olympics."
We both had a laugh over my joke.
"I'm Myles Harding," he said offering a hand, which I shook.
"I guess we're cousins." I said lamely.
Again came the laugh.
"Want to get something to eat?" Myles asked. "Seeing how much food our mothers brought it would be a shame if we didn't eat some of it."
I eyed Myles before shouting, "I'll race you!"
I sprinted towards the picnic tables with Myles hot on my feet. However, we didn't get far. There was this streak of light over the park followed by an explosion on the lake. Myles and I were thrown to the ground. I thought I heard a dog barking or wimping nearby. And then we were soaked to skin as a tsunami of lake water rolled over us like a drunk in a mosh pit. I gagged on the foul tasting water.
My clothes were ruined. I got to my feet suprised I wasn't hurt in anyway.
"Myles!" I shouted seeing that he was still on the ground, looking out of it. In a blink I was next to him checking for a pulse. Oh no, Myles wasn't breathing. Immediately I bent over giving him mouth-to-mouth. It wasn't until later that I thought how weird it was. However, it only took one breathe to revive him.
I leapted into the air in joy at saving him. The people in the plane looked almost as surprised as I was as I flew by their windows. Without thinking I waved at them and a few of them waved back. Scared out of my mind, but excited all the same I flew back to park.
I felt so powerful. On impulse I want to the lake and picked up a boulder and skipped it across the water.
"Myles" I said turning to look for my cousin. "Did you see that? Did you?"
However, Myles wasn't there anymore. I later learned that he had ran over three states away before coming to a stop.
My life has changed since that day at the lake. Several members of the Harding family have gained superpowers from getting drenched. My friends are so jealous. I even got a super hero costume that makes me look, oh so mature, and the coolest code name ever. People call me Omega, can you believe it. Maybe going to that lame family reunion wasn't so bad after all.
A creepy-looking superhero for Champions and Dark Champions campaigns -- the Dhamphir:
Like a certain other "daywalker", Dhamphir has all of the powers of a vampire, but none of the
weaknesses -- which makes it even easier to scare the bejesus out of the criminal element of
his home city.
The Home Guard, a superhero team for the UK of the Champions Universe:
From left to right, the membership of the Home Guard is as follows:
John Bull, the leader of the team and a mystical embodiment of the British Isles; Lady Brittania, a woman possessing
superhuman strength, speed, and the power of flight; Paladin, a technological genius who wears a power-armor battle-
suit of his own design and wields a sword capable of generating an energy-field around itself; Harrier, a young woman
possessing the power of winged flight and retractable claws of an unknown alloy that can slice through virtually any
known substance; and, finally, Arcanis, a master of the mystic arts and occult lore of the British Isles.
The Home Guard also has a counterpart which exists on the alternate Earth known as British World.
So awhile ago, I created this thread about a bunch of Russian meta's that were kidnapped by this general and raised in isolation...I can't find the thread, but I've updated a bunch of their images....
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