We just restarted this game after a long hiatus. The GM decided to let us keep our characters, but added some backstory to the setting, namely an alien invasion. So don’t be confused if none of this meshes with the previous story :) We’re still kind of lost, too.
It’s been a rough couple of months for Earth’s greatest city. Appearing in the sky all over the planet, the invaders had struck without provocation or warning. Calling themselves the Neg’Tok, they pursued a ruthless invasion of the blue planet, killing and slaughtering wherever they went. Arkanopolis, Earth’s crown jewel, sees the fiercest of the fighting.
Answering the call to arms, Earth’s greatest heroes banded together and took to the skies to battle these mysterious enemies. All across the globe battles raged, lighting up the heavens. No matter where you went, however, one thing was clear: Earth’s heroes were losing.
Every day it seemed as though another name was added to the roll of fallen heroes. Mentar was hit by a stun beam in the skies over Paris, and no one was there to catch him as he plummeted toward the ground. On the other side of the world, Lucky Star was defending a caravan of refugees when a Neg’Tok attack cruiser began strafing them. True to his name, Lucky pulled off an impossible shot into the navigation computer on the front of the cruiser. At that point, his luck ran out and the ship crashed right on top of Lucky at a speed of roughly Mach 2. Every day the heroes would sally forth, and every night fewer would come home. The aliens, meanwhile, had a seemingly endless supply of ships and soldiers.
In the midst of all the fighting, The Gossamer City Guardians did what they could. Being woefully inadequate to the task of fighting the enemy ships, they remained on the ground in Arkanopolis. Whenever a Neg’Tok cruiser crash landed in the city (a daily occurrence), lesser heroes like the GCG would race to the scene to contain the aliens before they could wreak havoc on the city.
With his near supersonic flight, Lid-X was always the first on scene. Trailing by only a minute or two, Retread could often be seen racing his crotch rocket down the rubble-strewn streets of Arkanopolis at speeds well over 100mph. Bringing up the rear, Frank always managed to get there just as the others were about to be overwhelmed.
Meanwhile, unbeknownst to all except a select few, a secret society (name?) was searching for a fabled artifact that held Earth’s last hope. Combining their mystical powers, they were able to finally retrieve The Banner of the Ancients.
Holding high the banner, the mystics unleashed its power. From beyond the veil of myth and legend, the lost heroes and gods of previous ages came to defend their planet. Greek gods fought next to Aztec legends. Ancient warriors from forgotten civilizations faced off against the alien horde.
The power of these long forgotten heroes dramatically turned the tide of the struggle. All over the Earth, Neg’Tok battleships were being struck from the sky. The human race was going to win!
After a fierce battle lasting many weeks, the combined forces of Earth finally forced the Neg’Tok back into space where they fled to parts unknown. However, the cost was great…
Many of Earth’s greatest had fallen, including some of the mythic warriors called by The Banner of the Ancients. Earth’s greatest cities were in total disarray. One section would be pristine, untouched, while a block away would be a smoking crater, the only remains of a once great skyscraper. Crashed Neg’Tok warships littered the landscape.
Following the defeat of the Neg’Tok, Earth’s leaders realized that the remains of the war still represented a threat to the people. Inside the crashed ships were weapons and technology of immense power, and the leaders were afraid that criminals, terrorists, or even small children would get ahold of them. Plus, many of the ships might contain living Neg’Tok, waiting for their chance to escape.
To cleanup the wreckage, Arkanopolis’s Department of Metahuman Affairs sent out a call to all the heroes of the city. They were to report immediately to the Dept’s headquarters and aid in containing the threat.
This is where we picked up. The aliens had been defeated, and now the cleanup work begins.
Standing in front of the desk of a bored-looking government official, the heroes of the GCG receive their assignment. They are to escort Dirk Frankly, a government alien specialist, to investigate a crashed Neg’Tok cruiser. Dirk has an alien technology sensor that will allow him to determine the location of powerful alien artifacts that need to be collected. However, he is by no means a fighter and must be protected at all costs.
“Oh, and by the way, that ninja over there has been assigned to your team. Good luck.”
Standing nearby is a silent figure dressed in a black ninja suit. With a katana strapped to his back, he looks ready to do battle.
Expecting the standard ninja silent treatment, Retread takes a deep breath and decides to try conversing with the black-clad figure. Much to Retread’s surprise the man turns out to be quite congenial. With a friendly tone to his voice and a glint in his eyes, he eagerly shakes hands with the members of the GCG. He is so eager, in fact, that Retread begins to wonder if he really is a ninja, or just a kid in a Halloween costume.
Together with Dirk, they head off into the city to find some sort of alien artifact.
Finding a crashed Taco cruiser, they enter. Inside, the lights are dim and flickering, but the power is still on. The ship crashed at an angle, so everything is off-kilter a little, making it a little difficult to walk around.
Nothing is moving inside the ship and they make their way through the corridors, following Dirk’s tracking tool.
Deep in the ship, they find a closed door. The ninja pries off a wall panel to see if he can hotwire it, but the alien technology baffles him. Stepping up, Frank stretches his muscles and pries the door open.
Inside they find a darkened chamber with a few blinking control lights along the wall. Deep inside they hear the wheezing sound of labored breathing. Frank tosses a lit flare off into the darkness to get a better view. Red light from the flare dances across the panels as it sails through the air. Landing in a far corner, it illuminates the leathery hide of a Neg’Tok warrior!
However, this warrior is different from the others they have seen. It is strapped into a section of paneling on the wall and has tubes and wires jutting out of him. Further, he seems to have been exposed to some sort of powerful mutagen, as he has bulbous tumors and growths all over his body. All in all, he is a sorry sight, but still fearsome.
Luckily for the GCG, he seems to be dormant or unconscious. However, they take no chances and surround him, ready for anything.
Chuckling at their cautiousness, Dirk moves to a computer panel and begins entering commands. He seems to be very familiar with the alien technology. Unfortunately, he trips some sort of power-up sequence, and lights begin coming on. Without warning, the Taco warrior stands up and emits an ear shattering scream signifying the end of the eerie silence on the alien ship.