"Tumor!"

He was instantly snapped out of his daydream as he was addressed. He looked up, he was in a large room surrounded by his fellow conduits. There was a single stage where one stood, coming up with battle strategies.

"Are you even listening? This is a vital part of our plan to beat these assholes."

"Well I didn't hear anything, so naturally I assumed we were talking about your sex life." His statement changed the mood of the room entirely. One second everyone is listening intently on the speaker, the next they were giggling like school girls.
The speaker, however, was not amused. "Can you be serious for five minutes. We are all well aware of your power, you're one of our greatest advantages, but that doesn't give you the right to be a dick."

"No, being a dick is what gives me the right to be a dick." The whole room filled with laughter again.

The speaker rolled his eyes at him. "Do you even know what your position is?"

He replied quickly "I go at them from the front and disable their defenses. You guys then go in and attack from the outside while I work my in and attack the source."

The speaker was slightly taken back, surprised that he actually knew what he was supposed to do. Perhaps their was hope for him after all.

"It's like being with your mom all over again." The room died with laughter before the speaker finally threw him out.

Tumor, as he was called, made his way to his room to grab a few things before being shipped out to battle. First, a change of cloths. He didn't like walking around in leather armour and a bullet proof vest. His superiors said that it made them look more like soilders, but to him they looked like hipsters getting ready to fight a pack of wild jack rabbits. He stripped out of the monkey suit and looked over himself in the mirror. This whole war had toned his body very well, which was good because being pale and unkempt made him look like a vampire. The black hair didn't help; speaking of, his hair was a mess. He grabbed a comb and brushed it to the side, leaving a small wave from his right side to his left. His rebel hairs, as he calls them, broke away from the wave and hung down just above his left eye.

There was a knock at his door before one if his friends walked in. "Hey Tumor, I've got the-fuck! Dude, really!?" His friend, David, was taken by surprise when he walked in to see him standing naked in front of a mirror. He immediately turned his head away from Tumor. "Put some fucking cloths on!"

"Eat me, it's my room. Now stop being a bitch and tell me what you want." He said, going over to his dresser to look for his cloths.

David, still keeping his sight off of the naked man, held a sheet up paper up to his eyes. "Well, what I was going to say was that I finally got that transfer letter I was waiting for."

Tumor turned to face David, tossing the cloths he had just grabbed onto his bed. " It's about fucking time, now you and I can fight together like the good old days."

David smiled. "Like the good old-Would you seriously put some pants on!"

"Fuck you."

David reluctantly peeked over at Tumor with a look of disgust and held his hand in front of his face. It was enough to block the view of his naked friend but not to the point where is vision was completely obstructed. He then made his way over to Tumor. Now that his privates were out of his sight he would be able to comfortably approach him. When he was close enough he looked into the mirror. He saw his beaten uniform strapped tightly to his muscular body. Tumor soon looked with him. They were both young in appearance; David being a man with twenty years under his belt and Tumor only having eighteen. They weren't really similar in any other physical aspect. David was a tall, well-built black man with a shaved head. Tumor was shorter and clearly less muscular, he was also fairly pale.

For a moment everything was quiet, but was soon interuppted. "Okay, now I'll get dressed." He slipped on his black cargo pants and soon after a white T-shirt and a black vest. When he finished, David moved his hand from his face, noticing that Tumor's fly was down, but not addressing it. "When are we scheduled to head out?"

David glanced at his watch. "We're set to leave at six, so we got about twenty minutes until we gotta bail."

"Cool, I'll meet you topside."

"Sounds like a plan." With that David left the room and closed the door. He was then greeted by the sound of Tumor screaming. He put his ear to the door. "Hey, you all good in there?"

From behind the door he could just make out his friend's pained voice. "I just got my dick caught in my zipper!"

David rolled his eyes. "Haven't you ever heard of underwear?"

"Fuck that! I'm a soilder, I only go commando!"

David sighed and rubbed his temples as he walked away. "Greatest advantage my ass." He muttered.

Conduits were gathered together just outside of the building, the speaker from earlier giving them a pep talk to lift their spirits and ready them for the fight to come. All were in attendance, minus the two that were sitting on the roof out of everyone's sight.
David looked at his friend with curiosity. "You know, I never did ask; but why did you join this side? I mean, you're stronger than all of us here, you're probably stronger than the leader on the other guys' side. So why join us?"

"You guys may not be as strong as those pricks, but that's all they are. They're ignorant power crazy pricks who think that just because they're powerful that other conduits who don't compare should be their slaves." He replied. "I may be powerful and more than capable of killing you all in record time, but that's not how I roll. Don't get me wrong, I like killing people, but I don't believe that ones life should be ended unless they deserve it. I also believe in equal rights, I'm completely against slavery."

David gave him an odd look. "You're not just saying that because you're sitting next to a black man, are you?"
Tumor felt slightly insulted by his friend's comment. "Bitch, I don't change my views for no one. Slavery is just wrong all together. I wouldn't want to work my ass off for some lazy fuck who treats me like shit, so why would I put anyone else through that?"
David was about to reply, but took notice that their team was departing. "Looks like it's time for action."

Tumor threw his arms in the air. "Let's fuck shit up!"

The two jumped from the building and hit the ground with enough force to crack the pavement. They ran to catch up with the group before taking position on the docks. The enemy was said to be arriving on a large boat, posing as people looking to join their cause, but the Intel they had gathered told them it was a ruse to infiltrate them so they could launch a surprise attack inside of their base. When the boat got close they waved to the captain, letting them know that they were ready to greet the passengers. The boat pulled up and stopped beside the docking rail. One person exited to meet them. He was about average in height with short brown hair and he was wearing a black suit.

"Evening gentlemen." He said, holding out one of his hands. "Are you the leaders of the resistance?"

David was the first to take his and shake it. "Yes we are, its a pleasure to meet you. I'm David, The Rhino." The man nodded with a smile before releasing David's hand.

"No, the pleasure is all mine." He reached his hand out to the other.

He grabbed the mans hand and shook it firmly. "Hi, I'm Dale. Friends call me Tumor."

The man gave him an odd look, but reapplied his smile. "A pleasure. My name is Roy, co-captine of this vessel." He reached both of his arms out and placed a hand on either of their shoulders. "And bringer of your demise." Electricity shot through both of his arms and into the two. Much to his surprise though, they showed little to know reaction.

David could feel the electricity chewing through his cloths and tickling his skin, but it wasn't going to do much else to him. He looked over at Tumor who looked like he was having an intense but silent orgasm. Roy removed his hands, shocked that neither of them had fallen victim to his abilities. He looked to David and saw where his power had burned a hole through his attire and through that hole he saw a slab of what appeared to be stone where his skin should have been. He looked to Tumor who seemed be shaking with delight.

"Oh...that's the good stuff." Tumor glared at Roy, who started backing away, his eyes glowing with an electric hue.

Before Roy could make a run for it Tumor grabbed his arm. He could feel the energy in his body literally being stolen from him. His legs soon gave out, causing him to fall to his knees. Soon after, his heart stopped and he died. Tumor released him and let his body fall to the ground.

An alarm went off from inside of the ship and the conduits on board rose with their powers at the ready.

A voice called from behind the two. "Go! Go! Go!"

With that an army of armored conduits jumped from their hiding places, charging at the ship and everyone on it.

Tumor looked to his friend with a fire in his eyes. "Man the torpedo!"

David smiled and his body became encased in concrete as he lifted Tumor in the air with one hand and threw him toward the captain's window.

With the energy he stole from the lightning conduit he forced body into an overcharge, making him a living missile. Once he came into contact with the window a loud explosion took out that entire section of the ship, the force being enough to violently rock the boat and force everyone on it off balance. Tumor got up in what was originaly the captain's quarters just in time to see The Rhino land right in front of him.

David held out a hand to help Tumor back to his feet. "That's one hell of a way to start a party."

"It works better with orgies." He smiled and took his friends hand.

"What's next?"

"Well, we already took care of the source. There no way in Canadian Hell that fucker survived that. Let's go kick some ass!" He jumped down to where the fighting was going on. One conduit charged him, wielding fire in his hands. Tumor's arm became encased in a bright red glow as he brought it back and swung. His fist made contact with his attacker's chest and sent him flying off of the ship. He saw one of his teammates being pinned down by a swamp conduit and shot a bolt of red energy into him. His body was knocked several feet away, giving his teammate enough time to get up and take the offensive. Tumor suddenly felt an intense heat in his back that was quickly being absorbed into his body. When the flames stopped he turned around to see the fire conduit he had attacked earlier soaked from head to toe back with a vengeance. This time though, Tumor was the one to charge.

He grabbed ahold of the conduit's head and drained the life out of him and watched his body fall to the ground with a thud. "Down, bitch."
He looked ahead of him and saw David, still in his stone form, but being pinned down and beaten on by a group of conduits. He got close and took a deep breath, summoning the fire energy his body had taken earlier before blowing a large wave flames onto them. Their attention then shifted from David to the pain of having their flesh melting off. He ran to his fallen friend and crouched down, his stone had body protected him from the intense heat and the flames.

"I'd offer to help you up, but your big ass would probably just rip my arm off." He laughed at his own joke, but then something happened. He could feel his powers being drained out of him. All of the energy he had collected, everything, it was just vanishing. He watched as even his friend David fell victim to this effect, his stone armour falling apart, leaving him unprotected on the ground. Tumor tried to get up, but his body was too weak. Instead he fell face first to the ground, unable to move. He could see some sort of large device glowing just a few feet from him. It looked like a giant metal speaker, but he could see the energy within it. Whatever it was it had drained him. He could hear footsteps coming from behind him and a gunshot, followed by a thud. His thoughts instantly traveled to his friend.

"David?" He was met with silence. "David!?"

The footsteps could be heard coming closer before a set of legs entered his sight. He fought against his body and lifted his head to see a man covered in soot wearing a captains hat holding a revolver to his head.

"Oh, fuck you..." A single gunshot was all it took and then everything around him went black.

He heard a loud explosion and waves of red energy soon after filed his vision. He watched as the energy ate away at the ship and everyone on it, breaking them down into energy and absorbing it into him. He felt the massive amount of power flowing through him and it hurt. He let out an ungodly wail before finally passing out from the immense amount of pain in his body.