Page 24 of Remnants: Disruption
Curiosity gets the better of me and I type my civilian name into the search bar.
61221: Arya Skovsgaard
Identity:Known, Civilian. Powers: Tier 1, Death Affliction. Last Seen: October 24th, 1030, A.D., New Chicago.
Notes:Skovsgaard is a private investigator often working alongside the NCPD. She is proficient in martial arts. Powers are somewhat nebulous but seem to be directed towards the ability to commune with the dead—its rarity requires RISE to create a new subsection to include a Death Affliction.
NCPD Instructions:Should this Remnant become unstable due to strain of Remnant abilities, Containment is suggested.
My heart takes on a rapid drumbeat as I quickly exit from the page, returning me to the overall list. I've never seen that before. Never cared enough to know what they thought of me. Never even considered looking myself up.
“What’s wrong?” Percy’s voice shatters my stunned silence. I catch her in my periphery, just over my shoulder.
“Nothing,” I stammer out, trying to find the same calm I always have before a fight. But it’s not there. Only the crushing anxiety at the false sense of security crumbling around me.
At this rate, Containment might even be the best option. My nightmares are getting worse and the voices are getting louder. It’s only a small blessing that the department is lit like it is–effectively keeping the shadows at bay.
“Arya?” Percy says my name tentatively, like she’d already tried to get my attention.
“Sorry,” I say softly, looking up at her. Her amber eyes are warm and soft—but she sees Arya, the Tier 1. Not Arya, the world-ending threat. “I got a bit spooked by the Tiers.”
The lying is coming so much easier these days. The last three years have been built on a precipice of deceit only one truth away from coming to a grotesque finale.
“The Dark One joined Darkrend and Omen with the K.O.S. order,” Percy nods at the screen. “I guess whatever they did last night after saving you was pretty awful.”
“Yeah,” I say, eyes going back to the screen. “Guess so.”
4. Omen
Identity:Unknown. Powers: Tier 5, Probability Manipulation. Last Seen: New Republic, 1025 A.D.
Description:Five foot five, 130 pounds. Bright, golden armor with a spherical helmet, often projecting outer space.
Notes:Omen’s gender is unknown. They are a terrorist responsible for the deaths of countless soldiers, politicians, and civilians who get between them and their goals. They strike without warning or prelude. There is no counter to their powers. Survivors note they “can change the trajectory of your fate.” What this means is unclear as those who survive are often unable, or unwilling, to discuss it. After the assassination of President Moira Snow in 1025, Omen went to ground.
NCPD Instructions:Kill on sight. Containment is not possible.
Chapter 14
Foolish
Six P.M., October 23rd, 1030 A.D.
The Reliquary was designed by DAEMON to identify which category a Remnant falls under. In most cases, the energies produced by the Affliction in their veins returns as general forces of nature: fire, air, earth, and water. In the rarer cases, though, they return as the essences of reality itself: time, space, souls, life, and, as of 1020 A.D., death.
Dr. Aaron Carter, PhD, The Apothecary’s Guide to Remnant History
Several more entries pass by, each capable of taking out Fyre. If Mara had any of these Remnants as enemies, there’s no way we’ll be able to stop them. Titan and Gargantuan are big hitters–often working alongside Darkrend. Azazel is a known associate of Fyre, but they’re outside our jurisdiction, living somewhere in the Western Alliance.
8. Fyre
Identity:Known. Power: Tier 4, Elemental Manipulation. Last Seen: Dead
Update:This Remnant has recently died, information may be updated as allowed.
Notes:Fyre was a known eco-terrorist responsible for the Capitol Bombing of 1025. Her death is currently under investigation. She often worked alone or alongside a select few known Remnants. She often used large scale explosions and was able to absorb and use elemental attacks from other Remnants or weaponry.
NCPD Note:Mara Anders
