Paradigm Shift: Monolith of the Rebellion

It is February 26, 2017 and Brockton Bay, USA is an okay place to live. The evening news shows a helicopter view of Canberra - a massive circular perimeter erected outside the city, with beams for a large geodesic dome going up along the sides of the former Australian capital. Outside, the sun has set an hour ago. Two new parahumans, their costumes just completed, prepare for their first night as proper capes

One of them, looked upon the city as one might a new challenge. What he was about to do would probably put him on the PRT's bad list. Hell, he would probably have the Wards hunting him the second his message got out.

He glanced down, checking that the tape was indeed ready and waiting.

He looked down at the streets below him, and without a care in the world, he stepped off a twenty story building. The wind blew past his ears as the ground rushed up to meet him. But the man wasn't worried. If anything, the rush of falling was more boring than exciting. He hit the ground with the force of a small bomb, cracking the pavement and causing a small earthquake in the area. Cars careened out of control, people screamed and ran from their homes, and the dust cloud created was the perfect smokescreen.

It could have been better, but the man had a moral code against going so overkill that people actually got killed. Using the dust as a cover, he ran from the building to the main news broadcasting station. Here, every channel on every television was broadcasted. Should an Endbringer come, it was here that someone pulled the alarm to sound the sirens. The perfect place to send the message.

When he got to the building, he didn't even slow down as he ran towards the wall. When he hit the wall, he went straight through like it wasn't even there, scaring the hell out of the poor man carrying coffee. The man looked down and allowed a small growl to escape his throat, adding to the intimidation fact.

But given his choice for costume, it wasn't necessary.  



"Where is the broadcast terminal?"

The poor interne wet himself right then and their, but he shakily pointed down the hall.

"L-last d-door."

The armored man nodded before flicking the man in the head so hard he lost consciousness. He made sure the intern wasn't damaged in any way before going to the indicated room. When he got there, he kicked down the door, causing the news ancor to scream in a pitch most men couldn't achieve. Security instantly pointed their weapons at the intruder and opened fire. The bullets hit the man, but they didn't do more than cause sparks against his armor. Once they were done, the man tilted his head.

"Are you finished?"

The security guards slowly lowered their weapons and the man calmly walked up to the main terminal. The woman working on the terminal, who, to her credit, was keeping a straight face.

Must be the only one here who knew how to act with a parahuman attack. The armored figure took out the flashdrive and handed it to the woman.

"Broadcast, all channels, and I'll leave."

The woman took the flashdrive and stuck it into the system. Within a few seconds and a few presses of the keyboard, the contents of the flashdrive were broadcasted to every tv and radio station in the city.

The armored figured bowed his head before jumping up and through the ceiling of the room to land on the roof. Once he was their, he took looked to the megascreen that normally only put on news reports.

Tv's flashed to black and a symbol appeared on the screens.



A second later, the armored figure took the screen.

"People of Brockton Bay, humans, and my fellow Parahumans. In an attempt to help the Wards know what is going on, who, are no doubt will be searching for my identity through their extensive database. My name, is Monolith, and I stand as the Impetus of change. Change from the status quo that the Protectorate seems content on keeping. I will say this, they are heroes, and they do protect, but what they are protecting is dead and gone. Tell me, good people, when has the status quo been anything more than dirt? When has it been more than a joke?"

The screen changed to a found footage recording of an Endbringer attack, Leviathan. The great monster, with a single attack, flooded half a city and roared.

"When the endbringers brought low our cities, did the Protectorate see that they were fighting their war the wrong way? When the Slaughter House Nine took down Hero, did they see that they were looking at their duties differently? No! The evils of the world laugh at the so called order of the Protectorate. Ilaugh as well. Things must be run differently if order is to be achieved. And while some laugh at my ideal, I know their are those out their that see the same evils that I do. This is a message to those privileged few. If you wish to see order be brought to this city, the world as a hole, then stand by my side. Become not just the Impetus of change, but for Revolution! If you wish to see this happen, you will know where to find me."

The transmission ends with the same symbol appearing on the screen. And atop the station, Monolith smiled behind his hood.

It was starting to work out nicely.

Sonorus, otherwise known as Tom Jones, happened to be near the news station as this was going down.

"The hell is going on here?" He asks, reaching out his hand to the right, sending a wave of sound outward, propelling him towards the news building. his headphones on, music blaring, this was going to be fun.

Monolith heard the sound and he tilted his head.

"Is that, dubstep?"

the dubstep Monolyth heard grew louder , a teenager, in what seemed to be a pair of roller blades, appeared above him, as Sonorous lands on the roof, a violent bass rumbles outward from where he landed, sending rooftop clutter flying.

Monolith glanced at the new parahuman and saw that he was... far too young to know what the hell he was doing. That being said, he could have heard the broadcast.

News travels fast.

"Are you here to join the revolution?"

"What revolution? I just saw you standing up here lookin all scary 'n shit and wanted to see what the hell was going on." Soronus says, removing his headphones while retaining the hood he was wearing. faint music could be heard coming from the pair of headphones around his neck.

Monolith looked at the young man, and saw that he couldn't see shit. The broadcast was literally playing on repeat on the mega screen not two blocks away from them!

"Did you not see the mega-screen?"

"I don't pay attention to it, last time I did I ended up with a mouthful of brick wall."

"... fair enough." Monolith says.

He extends a hand "Since you do not know, my name is Monolith, and I will be the one to start a revolution."

Sonorus opened his mouth to speak, but what Monolith heard was a much different voice coming from Sonorous's lips. This one was much lower, as if pitched way the hell down in an audio program.

"so, What you're saying is... we create order... by causing chaos?"

Monolith sighed, this one didn't know did he?

"Have you ever seen a Endbringer? Been in the presence of the Triumvirate? There is no more order, only an illusion of it. What some might call chaos, I call change. And this world needs to change."

If Sonorus was paying close attention, he would have noticed that Monolith took a small step forward. It seemed more like he was getting ready for something, should it come his way.

Sirens approaching, below - BBPD was responding to the call sent in by the station. The broadcast was still ongoing - nobody in the building had the whole picture of what Monolith could do and preferred not to have a demonstration. Curious that the police were showing up before the PRT or any capes...clearly something else was more important at the moment.

Monolith glanced down at the siren cars and glanced at Sonorus "If you wish to follow me towards a better future, than you may follow. If not, then I hope to never see you again."

Without a word, Monolith jumped off of the roof of the building without a single thought. He flew through the air, as if effortlessly jumping thirty feet into the air was common for anyone to do. He landed with a crash before the police officers, but his impact caused a stir. The road shook with the impact, which Monolith seemed unaffected by.

He ran through the streets, making a point not to run into or through any police.

re-equipping his headphones, and turning up the volume, Sonorous made his way along the rooftops, adjacent to the street that Monolith was running down.

As Monolith bounded away, followed by Sonorous atop the roofs, the police made no move to pursue. This was WAY the hell above their pay grade - they informed the PRT of the two unidentified parahumans and went back to making sure the news network was intact. Once Monolith was confirmed to be gone, his broadcast was taken down.

Monolith continued his, frankly inhuman pace. But when you're density was barely above solid, you could run pretty fast from the lack of resistance slowing you down. He looked up, and saw that Sonorus was following him.

He jumped to the roof and continued to run.

"Do you intend to follow me and stop me?Or join me?"

"Just want to listen to something." Sonorous replies, sending a wave of sound that sounded like a blaring trumpet at the fleeing villain.

At the sound, Monolith had his answer. Sonorus wouldn't be of any help to him today, only a nuisance. But, he was still just a kid.

Oh why have conflicting morals in a game like this?

Monolith stepped on the roof of the building and instantly it became as bridal as charcoal. Then, in the same instance, he pushed off launching him to the streets below and causing the roof to come crashing down around Sonorus.

The full force of the sound caught him mid-jump and spun him into a midair somersault, falling into a window across the street rather than landing gracefully on the ground.

Sonorous winces as he watches Monolith's face get very intimate with the window at high speed. Skidding to a stop, he calls across the street.

"H-hey, you alive?" he says, amplifying his voice so Monolith can hear him.

Monolith, not even being phased by the interaction got up and dusted himself off.

He looked over to the other end of the street "You don't know how to fight do you!?"

"Well I know enough to knock your gassy-ass through a window. So yeah, I think I do." Sonorous says with a smirk.

Leave it, he's not worth it.

Instead of doing to obvious, Monolith gave a mock bow of approval "Indeed, your power is far beyond my own. To tell the truth, I'd rather not get into anything extreme with you. This once, we part ways without anything happening."

"yeah, wouldn't want to break more windows would we?"