nextgen_baddie:

The Baxter Building's security was on high alert. Just as it should be. All the more cameras to watch the people line up and start beating against the glass. Pressed close as a riot. Pounding on the doors until their hands bruised, blistered, and bled..

Zeb didn't stand with them, of course. He was out of sight... but near enough that the pheremones wouldn't wear off easy. Not for a long, long time. He'd had this crowd primed.

nextgen_baddie:

Zeb had to admit it: as absurd villain team-ups went, the writers could have done much worse. ( Read more... )
He turned it off, smiling. "What about you, Denk? Want to give your boy's little girl a preview, to listen to just as the view cuts back and forth from the news to her blank little face?"

nextgen_holiday:

"A simple 'I love you' means more than money." – Frank Sinatra

nextgen_baddie:

A blizzard covered northern Canada in white, but it wasn't the only thing causing problems. Alpha Flight was correct when they mentioned that the Great Beasts were in fact more than one and usually showed up at the same time.

Tanaraq left a path of destruction in his wake as he made his way toward the more populous areas.

Not too far from Taranaq, Kolomaq left a similar path of destruction in his wake.

nextgen_baddie:

The barrier between dimensions was usually strong, but there were times when that barrier could be weakened. Either by time or by direct intervention. The barriers to the dimension where the Great Beasts of the North had been banished were weakened.

The first of the Great Beasts to escape the dimensional prison was Tundra.

In central Canada Tundra started ripping up the Earth and destroying everything in its path.

tooth_n_claw:

Alex had been spending a lot of time with Sam, but he didn't forget about his number one priority. Mel. August 1st was her birthday and this year Alex had been planning it for a very long time. There was a lot of work and a lot of string pulling, but in the end he had arranged something Mel would love.

He had an envelope with a card inside. Inside the card was her gift.

Whistling happily, he went to find his girlfriend.

ng_weaponx:

Sam Bowmaster had seen the news reports and read articles on Alpha Flight, particularly his bother Alex. Who would have thought Alex would be a superhero on Canada's top superhero team. Sam had been following since the first article and today he was going to be reunited with his brother.

A cab dropped him off outside of Alpha Flight Headquarters. He took a moment and looked at the building. He smiled and then headed for the door.

sea_shelly:

At approximately 6:37 am, est, something had happened in Clearwater, British Columbia.  A small town of less than 1500 people, no one had paid it much mind before.  But early that morning a wave of energy had ripped through the town, killing virtually the entire town and causing massive property damage on top of that.  The flare had been seen from miles away.  By the time the news had reached the government, it had been far too late to stop whoever, or whatever, had done it.  But it was not too late to help those who remained, what few there were.  Most surprising, however, was the utterl lack of any radioactivity.

And that was where Alpha Fight came in.  In point of fact, Alpha Flight was uniquely suited for search and rescue operations.  Mel and Alex were ideal for seeking out small spaces and searching under rubble.  Mason's powers made clearing away debris easy.  And Nim and Jordan's strength was more that sufficient for any tasks that remained.  Additionally, they had even called in Beta Flight, the training squadron.  Other than the occasional practice session, Alpha had little to do with them, perhaps owing to some resentment on behalf of both from the time Alpha had been framed and they had clashed.  But today, every hand was welcome.

Nim grunted slightly, lifting up a section of fallen wall.  How long had it been since she'd last been in water?  She'd lost count.  They'd been working for hours now and had only found little more than a handful of survivors.  Who could have done such a thing?  And why?  This wasn't a seat of government, nor home to any real industry, or, well, anything, really, other than people living their lives.

She tapped her communicator.  "This is Nim.  Two more dead at my position."

nextgen_holiday:

Christmas. Yule. Saturnalia. Dies Natalis Solis Invicti. Many cultures have celebrated and still celebrate a winter festival. There have been many names for it over the millennia. No matter the name it is a time to come together and celebrate with feasts and gifts with friends and loved ones.

Each culture has a legendary figure who would deliver gifts to children during this time. In Russia and some Slavic cultures he is known as Ded Moroz, Grandfather Frost, and comes not on Christmas but on New Year’s along with his granddaughter Snegurochka, or ‘”Snow Maiden”. In the United Kingdom and other parts of Europe he is known as Father Christmas. In the Netherlands and Belgium he is known as Saint Nicholas or “Sinterklaas” and in France he is known as Père Noël. In the United States we know him as Santa Claus.

No matter the name or who is delivering gifts, it is the season of peace, joy and togetherness. It is the season for thinking about loved ones, friends and those less fortunate. It is a time to witness the goodness and generosity the human race is capable of. It is a time for peace on Earth and goodwill toward man.

anyastark:

For a lot of people the day after Thanksgiving meant hitting the stores and getting great deals on items that would most likely be Christmas presents. For the female Avengers and others the day after Thanksgiving meant a different tradition. They would gather and rate the hunkiness of the male members of the various teams.

Anya had sent out invitations to the females on the other teams well in advanced and made arrangements for food and refreshments.

Once the day arrived she and the Thunderbolts traveled down to New York and gathered at the Avengers Mansion. Anya readied the slide show and waited for everyone to assemble.

tooth_n_claw:

It was a rare occasion for Alex to get mail. He didn't have any bills, he didn't order much from online and he didn't have any family to send him things. This time he was expecting mail. He had taken his GED test two weeks ago and the results had finally come in.

Now he just had to open the envelope and see what his results were.

Except he couldn't do it. He just stared at the envelope in his hands.

purplegeist:

Most people don't know that the great composing team of Ulvaeus and Andersson wrote songs about religious anguish and almost-despair along with songs about dancing queens and something in the air.

But they did. And that's what's filing Mel's room right now. As she lies, in full uniform, on her bed with a blank look at the ceiling.


...And everything had been going so well.

purplegeist:

Mel had researched, and called Dad and really worked on this. She'd gotten the recipe for a traditional Georgian style of baklava. When it was ready, she haunted the air filtration system and let the scent get everywhere in the base.

got_the_touch:

It wasn't easy keeping secrets from your big brother when he's the team leader and practically in charge of your whole HQ, but Mason had done his best. He'd hired a DJ that was practically elated to get to work with the Temple's pre-existing sound systems, gotten stadium-style catering of hot dogs, burgers, and other heavy foods, and even sent out invites to a handful of other super-teams that Alpha Flight had fought alongside, just to beef up the bodycount for the festivities a bit.

As for his gift for Jordie, he'd spent weeks getting in touch with former Alpha Flight members with his parents' help. They'd ultimately put together a scrapbook about Jordan's biological parents for him. Mason had also put season tickets to Jordan's favorite teams in the same packaging.

tooth_n_claw:

To Alex one of the hardest things in the world was selecting gifts for people. He didn't have much practice with it and it showed. When he was young he had his mom and brother to get gifts for, but in those cases it was usually a homemade gift for his mom and a small store bought toy for his brother. His family never had much money so gifts were small. Now he had money, he didn't spend much of his Alpha Flight pay on himself, and it was Mel's birthday.

He wandered the local mall aimlessly wondering what he could get his girlfriend. There was only so much ABBA things he could get her and something non-ABBA would be a nice change. Though he had no clue what that non-ABBA thing would be. So he walked up and down the mall looking for something to catch his eye or make him think of Mel.

Alex was just about to give up when he spotted Williams-Sonoma. A store dedicated to cooking and kitchen stuff. It was /perfect/ and totally Mel. As soon as he entered the store he was even more hopelessly lost. There was just so much in the store and he had no clue on Earth what exactly to get her. A saleslady took pity on him when she saw his confused face and asked him if she could help. Even with her input he still didn't know what to get Mel. He opted for a gift card with an extravagant amount of money on it.

He thought gift cards were a little impersonal, but he would make up for that fact by taking Mel here and the two of them could make a day shopping and grabbing some dinner afterward.

The gift card was put into a card and he went to deliver it to his girlfriend.

heroic_dynamo:

Anyone at the makeshift camp where the Winter Guard was convening with Shield were likely to see a red-armored figure stomping past them, muttering a string of Georgian curses. This was utter garbage! After the Guard had contacted home regarding what had happened, the government decided that it would be a good idea for someone to remain in the West to make it easier for the two countries to coordinate efforts. The idea was sound, Zviad didn't dispute that, but what angered him was apparently he was being voluntered for the job. Of course by voluntered he really meant ordered. Technically it made no sense, he was the newest member of the Guard and thus knew less than any of them. Then again maybe that was the point. Plus he imagined more than a few of the brass leapt at the opportunity to keep him out of the country for as long as possible. Personally he would have liked it if he at least had a say in the matter. Zviad found a sturdy looking rock and sat down. Deciding it was pointless to keep his helmet on, he took it off. For the most part, people kept their distance, as Zviad's anger was palpable.

nextgen_russia:

It was a risky move, but it had to be done. Shostakov was no friend to the royal family and if he was taken into government custody decades of work would be lost. If his comatose body could be grabbed by those who had the same interests, he could possibly be revived and work on the projects could resume. That 'son' of his knew what his father had been doing, but the kid didn't know half as much as his 'father'. No, they needed Shostakov and they had to get him before others did.

The warning was sent from a small internet cafe computer and bounced through two dozen different nodes around the world before it reached its destination in Canada. They had to be warned that the Russians were coming. Hopefully they would respond appropriately to the incursion into their land and during the conflict and chaos Shostakov could be taken out of there.

There were a lot of variables, but it would go as planned. It had to.

tooth_n_claw:

Alex had made a promise to Mel that once she was done with physical therapy he would take her out and now that the time was upon them, he would keep that promise. He left a note in her chambers to be ready to go out tonight. With Jordan's help he made reservations at a nearby restaurant and he purchased movie tickets ahead of time.

When it was close to the appointed time, Alex showered, shaved and put on his nicest clothes. He went to Mel's room and knocked on the door.

tooth_n_claw:

Today was a big day for Mel and Alex was going to be there by her side the whole time. Today was the first day of physical therapy for her and Alex was going to play cheerleader for her. He'd even get pompoms and use them if it helped.

The day was going to start out on a good note. He made breakfast for her that included scrambled eggs, toast, some fresh fruit and freshly squeezed orange juice. They items were placed on a tray and he carried them to her room. He knocked on the door with a foot since his hands were full.

not_adorable:

Angelo had done some preparation for this. He knew that he and his sister had divergent views on the group occupying his thoughts, but he was confident they could approach the situation like rational adults. Of course, he wasn't above cheating, just a little bit. The jug of homemade cider he'd buried in the neighborhood garden had finally been dug up after fermenting long enough, and some was currently on the stove with butter and cooking brandy milling in it. He'd also just finished dusting some krapfen with powdered sugar as he approached his sister, who was going over his latest home-school exam.

"Gio?" He set down a plate of Italian pastry and cider in front of her. "There was something I wanted to confer with you about."

nextgen_holiday:

Christmas. Yule. Saturnalia. Dies Natalis Solis Invicti. Many cultures have celebrated and still celebrate a winter festival. There have been many names for it over the millennia. No matter the name it is a time to come together and celebrate with feasts and gifts with friends and loved ones.

Each culture has a legendary figure who would deliver gifts to children during this time. In Russia and some Slavic cultures he is known as Ded Moroz, Grandfather Frost, and comes not on Christmas but on New Year’s along with his granddaughter Snegurochka, or ‘”Snow Maiden”. In the United Kingdom and other parts of Europe he is known as Father Christmas. In the Netherlands and Belgium he is known as Saint Nicholas or “Sinterklaas” and in France he is known as Père Noël. In the United States we know him as Santa Claus.

No matter the name or who is delivering gifts, it is the season of peace, joy and togetherness. It is the season for thinking about loved ones, friends and those less fortunate. It is a time to witness the goodness and generosity the human race is capable of. It is a time for peace on Earth and goodwill toward man.

got_the_touch:

Mason was wearing two parkas as he and Marrina waited at the set coordinates on the Nova Scotia shoreline. An official envoy from Atlantis was supposed to pick them up here. He was holding her hand, and what of his face could be seen between his scarf and his hat looked worried. He nodded to her.

"Just in case I get killed..." He squeezed her hand. "I love you. And you were worth it."

ng_atlantis:

"This is humiliating!" Vishin shrieked at Draconia, although still outside of arm's reach from the bars of her cell. "We've lost nearly every candidate to this surface dweller's genetically-aberrant tricks, and Lord Kerouac would already have faced him if he weren't otherwise engaged at present. Our only saving grace is that they've all been too shamed to reveal you as their patron.

Still.... we have Kerouac. His house is the highest ranked of any of the candidates, but still..." He fixes his gaze on Draconia, stroking his beard to calm himself. "..He has an unfortunate habit of insisting on fair fights. I will not risk our pl-- I will not risk the future of the Atlantean ruling family on fair odds."

purplegeist:

Mel was in the temple, using Jordan's modifications to Rock Band to sing ABBA's "When All Is Said and Done."
It was an Anni-Frid song. She loved Frida's singing best.
There was, in fact, some grooving going on. Foot-tapping. Hip-wiggling. Mel didn't need the words at the bottom of the screen, so her eyes were closed.

nextgen_holiday:

In Canada today is a day for being thankful for the things in people's lives. Today was a day to celebrate family, friends, prosperity and health with food, family and friends. It is a time to reflect on what is important us and to recognize the gratitude we hold for having those things in our lives.

got_the_touch:

It had been a few days since Marrina got back, and outside of practicing his transmutations and studying some chemical formulas more intently, Mason had been determined not to let this shadow take over his life. He was taking a break and trying to beat his time-attack record in Capcom vs SNK 2 when there was a perimeter alert.

purplegeist:

This time, Mel had not encouraged the making of too much of a fuss. She suspected Alex wouldn't like anything bordering on over-the-top. He hadn't told anyone, after all. They'd just happened to see it in some paperwork.

But it seemed only right to do something. So she'd baked an apple pie and some cheesey quiches. And she let the scent waft through the building.

sea_shelly:

Marrina and Mason were just leaving the movie, having just seen Scott Pilgrim vs the World, staring Canada's favorite son, Michael Cera.   It had been a pretty good movie, overall, though the fight scenes were a bit over the top.  Giving the super-villain battles they'd been in, it was hard to find them realistic, even with the over the top attitude of everything else.

"You know," Marrina told him, as she took his hand, "Michael Cera kinda reminds me of you."

tooth_n_claw:

There had been a conspiracy within Alpha Flight. It wasn't to topple the government, get revenge for being framed or anything like that, but Mel and Alex had been planning. Those plans involved the birthday of one Jordan Bochs. Their team leader was turning a year older and the passing of such an even would not go unnoticed or uncelebrated.

Alex had done the running and fetching for needed items and then had helped Mel wherever she needed help with the baked goods and decorations. He could provide a pair of human hands for two hours and was always eager to taste test anything Mel made. The arrangement worked out rather well.

In the end the 'Temple' had been festively decorated and there was plenty to eat.

They left it up to Mason to distract Jordan until they were ready.

With everything done and in place and Alpha Flight assembled, they let Mason know that they were ready for the birthday boy to see it all.

nextgen_misc:

After being on the run for crimes they didn't commit, Alpha Flight finally had a lead on the people responsible for their current situation. It had taken all the know how of the team to track down a group calling themselves Omega Flight.

tooth_n_claw:

Alex had been planning for Mel's birthday for quite some time, but events had sabotaged his plans. He had been planning on dinner out somewhere and possibly a movie, but with them being wanted fugitives it made his plans impossible. Alex would make up for the sabotaged plans by buying her a special gift.

He left the cabin when the sun rose and flew a few hundred miles away from the cabin. He needed to use his ATM card and he didn't want anyone tracking down the team. Alex would never forgive himself if he were the reason for Alpha Flight's recapture. So he went a good distance away and looked for a gift for Mel.

It didn't take him long to spot what he thought was the perfect gift. He withdrew all the money from his account. The gift was expensive, but Alex had quite a bit of money in his account and what he didn't spend on the gift, he'd use later for stuff for Alpha Flight. Cash was always better and harder to track.

He purchased the gift as quickly as possible and left on the wing to head back to the cabin. Along the way he stopped and got a cake and some candles. No birthday should ever pass without cake.

The sun was low in the sky when he returned.

The cake and candles were placed on the small table in the kitchen area and the wrapped gift next to it. He went to find Mel.

purplegeist:

The quiet, isolated little spot was a rather sickly lavender color, and a slight feeling of light-headed fear hung in the air.

'Just in case they said anything to all of you," Mel whispered. "My dad's not a terrorist. Anything they said about my grandfather is true, but not my dad." For some reason, it was very important to her to say this.

nextgen_media:

"We are standing here at 207 Bank Street outside the US Embassy in Ottawa where it appears that Alpha Flight, Canada's premier superhero team is attacking. Large sections of the building are being destroyed and even nature itself appears to be attacking as the winds have picked up and large chunks of hail are breaking windows. A member of Alpha Flight zoomed into the building and appeared on the roof with the ambassador. A moment later the member dropped the ambassador and he fell to the pavement below.

Police are on the scene, but are unable to stop Alpha Flight. Police cars and officers have been thrown around and it doesn't appear anything or anyone is going to be able to stop this apparent rampage by Alpha Flight. What has caused Alpha Flight to do this? Why are they doing this? There are too many questions to be answered at this moment.

Wait a minute. What's this? It now appears that the damage is done and lives have been lost, Alpha Flight is leaving the scene. The police aren't giving chase at the moment, but this reporter is sure that the military will apprehend Alpha Flight at some point."

nextgen_holiday:

What Makes a Dad

God took the strength of a mountain,
The majesty of a tree,
The warmth of a summer sun,
The calm of a quiet sea,
The generous soul of nature,
The comforting arm of night,
The wisdom of the ages,
The power of the eagle's flight,
The joy of a morning in spring,
The faith of a mustard seed,
The patience of eternity,
The depth of a family need,
Then God combined these qualities,
When there was nothing more to add,
He knew His masterpiece was complete,
And so,

He called it ... Dad

tooth_n_claw:

Alex was tired. He hadn't been on a long distance flight in some time and by the time he reached Alpha Flight's headquarters he was exhausted. He wanted to collapse on his bed and pass out, but there was someone he had to see first.

He smiled at the thought of seeing Mel. Alex had missed her a lot and had been looking forward to seeing her again. Emails and phone calls didn't take the place of actually seeing someone and talking to them face to face. Now he could do that for two hours before he had to change back into an animal form.

Alex went through the building looking for Mel.

ng_omega_flight:

The masks had arrived and Omega Flight was ready to enact their plan to bring down Alpha Flight. Madame Masque had out done herself and the masks were works of art. As soon as the members of Omega Flight each put on a mask, they took the identity of a member of Alpha Flight and they had their abilities. Maybe not at the same strength as the members of Alpha Flight, but enough to convince others that they were really Alpha Flight.

It was time to start.

They would start small. Start creating doubt about the famous superhero team and then work their way up to something really big.

They went in different directions in Toronto and each of them held up a convenience store or two before returning to their base.

It was just the beginning of things to come.

They could just imagine the questions Alpha Flight would now get.

ng_omega_flight:

The Canadian National Tower in Toronto stood an impressive 553.3 meters(1,815ft) and was still the largest free standing structure in the Western Hemisphere. It was a popular tourist attraction and many people have taken the elevator up to the top to look out over the city of Toronto.

Today Omega Flight was visiting the tower, but they weren't there as tourists. Today they were going to destroy the tower and turn it into a pile of rubble.

purplegeist:

White dress. White shoes. A way to the church arranged.

Going to Easter Mass without Dad's quiet enthusiasm, and Mom to give 'what're you looking at?' glares to anyone who seemed like they weren't focused on the point of the occasion, felt a bit odd.

She stopped by Jordan's room.

sea_shelly:

They could have swam it, but Canada (and Alberta in particular), was quite the distance away from Atlantis.  And frankly, what was the point of being a Princess if you couldn't ride in style every now and then?  So the daughters of Namor were being taken home (or to the shore, at least), in an Atlantean Royal transport.

It was luxurious, if slightly military, but comfortable to say the least.  Marrina sat on one of the couches, idly munching on candied sea urchins.  Her father had introduced them to her on one of her last visits.

Her sister.  She was bringing a sister home.  There were probably going to be all kinds of diplomatic issues involved (especially once Emma Frost found out), but she would do everything she could to keep her sister safe.

"So..." she ventured.  "You told me a little about you.  Only fair if I talk too.  Anything in particular you want to know?"

sea_shelly:

The Olympics, as everyone knew, were being held in Canada this year.  Canada took this very seriously.  Canada took everything that put it on the international stage seriously, which meant that they were taking security for the Olympics very seriously.  Which meant using their very own super-hero team.  Which meant, of course, Alpha Flight.

Fortunately, it had been quiet so far and with nothing that could not be handled by regular security had happened.

Marrina was just glad there was no Atlantean team.  It left her free to root for Canada.  They'd done well, but but nearly as well as she'd like.

She tapped her communicator.  "This is Marrina, checking in at the hockey rink.  No problems here."

tooth_n_claw:

Alex and Mel weren't quite a couple, so Alex had been really unsure of what to do for Valentine's Day. He wanted to get her something because he did appreciate her (not to mention the really big crush he had on her) and had spent quite a bit of time searching for something that she would like, but wasn't too big. Eventually he found the perfect thing for her. He thought about taking her out, but he had to be honest with himself, they were both sort of uncomfortable out in public.

It came in a small box and when it arrived, he added a small bow to it. That along with a box of chocolates were left on her pillow.

After delivering the gift, he passed out on the couch in the rec room. He had been practicing with his human form and it took its toll on him.

nextgen_deviant:

The Eternals had always been a race that sought out the cold. It didn’t come as a surprise that their two cities of Olympia and Polaria were situated in the coldest climates on the planet. Olympia was in Antarctica, well secluded in a very desolate location. Only the most hardy and stubborn of humans would hope to find the city and even then the residents didn’t like interlopers.

The Eternals were a reclusive race, but there were a few who ventured out to mingle among their cousin humans.

Another race, the deviants, were another creation of the Celestial, were the enemies of the Eternals. They wanted to enslave the humans and rule the Earth. The deviants had always been stopped by the Eternals, but the shift of power was now changing.

The Deviants were stronger than they ever had been. They didn’t have the numbers they had had in the past, but now they had powers they never had. Powers that could now help them stand up to the accursed Eternals.

They climbed out of the cold waters and onto the ice shelf and headed for Olympia. An ally waited for them not far from the city.

Today was the day the Eternals would fall and the Deviants would start their rise to power.

sea_shelly:

Namor had been surprisingly grateful for the assistance of the Fantastic Four and Alpha Flight, and once his own transportation had been sent for, had even thrown a feast for his victorious allies.  They would be all be going home soon.

But before that could happen, Namorhad asked to see Marrina.  Privately, away from the others.

Her birth-father.  Who didn't know.

She knocked, was bidden to enter, and entered the private chamber quietly.  "You...  wanted to see me, your highness?"

tooth_n_claw:

Alex was excited and nervous at the same time. Mel and he were going out to dinner. Out. At a restaurant. Alex hadn't been out to eat at a restaurant since he was twelve. Tonight not only was he going out in public, but with Mel. That was the part that made him nervous.

Jordan's planning had arranged all of this. Alex wondered what he had done to deserve such good friends and teammates.

It was silly, but he looked at himself in the mirror. He wanted to make sure his fur was clean and he was presentable. He wouldn't embarrass Mel if he could help it. A quick look at the clock told him that if he dallied any longer, he'd be late and that wouldn't be a good thing on his first night out.

He ran out of the room.

strongbox:

Jordan has been working feverishly at his hacking and making some arrangements. The team has had its hands full lately, and in the midst of it all, an idea struck him. After a bit of research, he got to work on a project. When almost done, he called into the coms.

"Hey Mel, Alex, could you come to my quarters please? I need some input on something."

ng_atlantis:

When last we left our heroes, the hordes of Atlantis were heading straight for Canada, ready to enact great vengeance upon the surface world.  The Fantastic Four had intervened, but were shot down over the open ocean  (fortunately, the could all fly).  But now they face an army of Atlanteans, including their mysterious leader....

Alpha Flight, alerted to the thread to Canada, has set off in its Alpha Flier in order to fight for truth, justice, and the Canadian Way!  Fortunately for all concerned in this aquatic battle royal, Alpha Flight possesses not just one, but two aquatic heroes--the shapeshifter, Alex, and Marrina, daughter of the legendary Sub-Mariner himself!

Who will win?  Will the hordes of Atlantis overtake Canada and then the world?  And what has happened to the Atlantean Royal Family, Namor, Namora, and Namorita?

Find out...

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nextgen_deviant:

The brides were clad in white and lined up in front of the altar. A semi-circle of priests stood behind the brides and were chanting. The magic in the air became more powerful as the priests chanted. A small circle appeared in the air before the brides and started to get bigger.

Standing behind the priests was a large group of deviants. They were witnessing the rebirth of their god into the mortal realm. It was an honor and privilege to be witness to this historic moment.

nextgen_holiday:

The beginning of a New Year, a time for new hopes, new experiences to come. A time to reflect on times past, remembering fond memories happily and trying to put less pleasant thoughts and experiences in the past.

It is a time of renewal, a time of rebirth. And for much of the world, it is a time of celebration. This is no less true for the super hero set as anyone else. If anything, they just have that much bigger of things to look forward to.

tooth_n_claw:

Alex had been practicing his shifting in his room whenever he could. When he felt confident enough in his abilities and brave enough to let someone else see, he went looking for Mel. Of all the people he knew, she was the one he wanted to show this to.

He followed his nose to track her down.