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If you would like early access to my stories, weekly previews and updates, access to my private discord, chance to have your character become part of the lore, and other bonus content, please consider subscribing to my SubscribeStar", "writing": "[center][b][u]Bloodline: Origins[/u][/b][/center][center][u]Part 4[/u][/center][center][b]Rebirth[/b][/center][center]By XP Author[/center]\n\n\"We're coming up on the island.\" Lance spoke into the headset of the flight helmet. The jet, known as Holster-3, sped through the sky across the ocean. \"I think I see a large compound in the center.\"\n\n\"I'll go do reacon.\" Nyse replied, both in the headset and in his head with her telepathic powers. The grey squirrel unstrapped herself from her seat and moved out of the cockpit and to the back. She checked her uniform, a black one-piece outfit and fur-tight mask that covered most of her face, except her snout and mouth. Lowering the goggles over her eyes, she hit a button on the floor, and a bomb bay door opened at her feet. Once it was far enough, she hopped down, only to immediately speed away in the air, flying faster than the jet could. She streaked towards the island. Sure enough, there was a series of buildings near the center, surrounded by high walls on all sides. \"I'm seeing defensive turrets on the walls. You'll need to come in low and do a water landing. Northeast side looks the safest.\"\n\n\"On it.\" He replied, swinging the jet around and bringing it so low to the water's surface that it splashed waves to either side in the jet's wake. This low, even if they got spotted, turrets would have a difficult time targeting them. Sure enough, once they got within range, the turrets all swung in their direction and started to fire. Streaks of some kind of reddish beam weapon flew over them, missing by less than a meter. Lance still juked the jet back and forth to keep them from being an easy target. He called back to the third member of the team. \"Looks like it'll be a hot landing.\"\n\nEdge grinned. \"My favorite.\" The red panda hopped out of his seat, rushing to the same bay doors, which had closed after Nyse ran through them. His uniform was slightly more colorful than Nyse's, mostly bright blue with streaks of red running down the sides. His mask was much the same as hers, but with built in covers for his eyes. He hit the button to open the bay doors, water spraying up a little at him from only a few meters below. \"Ready.\"\n\nLance nodded, hitting controls on the jet to initiate an evasive auto-pilot that would take the jet out and land in the water out of range of the turrets. The red squirrel rolled out of the pilot's seat and moved over to the same bay doors. His uniform was a dark green, with gold accents around his eyes and along the arms in spear-like patterns. \"Ready?\" Edge nodded. \"Mark!\" They both jumped down through the doors, which closed soon after. Edge hit the water, only to start dashing across the surface. Lance entered the water, but started to kick his legs hard enough to propel him just behind the speedster. Once both occupants were out, the jet streaked off, out of the range of the turrets so the onboard computer could find a safe landing space. They could call for it later, once the mission was complete.\n\nEdge was the first to make landfall, and didn't slow down. Coming to the walls, he dashed straight up the surface, his momentum carrying him all the way to the top. The moment he got there, he had to immediately start dodging. \"We got robots! Definitely Mind's palace!\"\n\nLance, nodded. \"Keep them distracted. I'll take out the turrets. Archer, give me coordinates.\"\n\n\"You've got them.\" Without saying the words, Nyse projected the location of the turrets into Lance's mind. From her vantage point above everything, she could see where they were. Didn't hurt that some were also shooting at her, but she was a much smaller target than a jet, and much harder to hit. Especially as she zipped about in the air at near mach speeds.\n\nRushing up to the wall, Lance didn't stop. Instead, he turned and smashed his shoulder into the metal, only to burst right through it like it was paper. Leaping into the air, he landed next to one of the turrets. Holding his hand out, he shot a beam of his own from each palm, charged particles blasting right into the heart of the machinery and melting it to useless slag. The weapon died a second later. He moved on to the next swiftly. On the ground, Edge was zipping between the robots, using their own energy weapons against them. Some turned to shoot at him, only to hit each other. Some of the robots swung at him some kind of plasma blade arm. He got one to cut off the arm of another, only to pick it up and start using it as a weapon of his own.\n\nNyse was able to give more detailed reports as the fire against her dwindled, having less beams of death to worry about avoiding. She directed her husband to each of the mounted weapons she saw, and watched him either blast them or rip them free. One was used to destroy another, and one was pulled free of its mounting and thrown out into the ocean. Once he was done with the turrets, he moved to the main courtyard and helped Edge finish off the pillar-like robots. Within less than ten minutes of them arriving on the island, they had completely dismantled the security force, at least on the surface.\n\nLance tossed the two pieces of the robot he'd just ripped apart in different directions. \"It's safe for you to land.\"\n\n\"Roger.\" Nyse came down out of the sky, landing beside the other two.\n\nEdge looked around at all the robots that had been destroyed, as well as the several holes left in the tall walls around the place. \"Think we overdid it?\"\n\nLance grunted. \"I was holding back. Saving the real power for Mind.\" There was a hard, dangerous edge to his voice.\n\nThe red panda shrugged. \"Fair enough. I'm sure he knows we're here by now.\" He pointed at what was probably the main entrance inside, two massive metal double doors. \"But you should still probably knock first.\"\n\nLance nodded. \"Good idea.\" He made a fist so hard his knuckles cracked. He 'knocked' by slamming his fist so hard into one of the doors he completely knocked it free, the metal ripping where it would normally slide into the wall, and flew into the building. It slammed against a wall, only to clatter noisily to the ground. \"Knock. Knock.\" He said, deadpan. As the three stepped inside, they saw a large, mostly empty room.\n\nEdge looked around. \"All that security for an empty warehouse?\"\n\nNyse shook her head. \"No... there's more... below, I think...\" She pointed to another set of doors. \"There.\" Lance nodded, gripping this set and ripping them open, revealing an elevator shaft. Though there was no elevator present.\n\nEdge licked his tongue. \"There's never a lift when you need one.\" He looked at Nyse. \"Ladies first?\" He blinked as Lance suddenly jumped down the hole. \"Or... not.\" There was a loud thud after only a second. Edge looked down. \"You good, big man?\"\n\nLance called up. \"It's only about two stories down.\" He had landed on the top of the elevator itself. He started to look around for some kind of hatch. Edge joined him a moment later, sliding down the cables to get there. Nyse floated down gracefully. The larger squirrel grunted as he failed to find a hatch, so he just slammed his hand down into the metal, pulling it back and opening a way down. Before either could say anything, he responded. \"We don't have time to waste looking for hidden doors. Lyall is waiting for us.\" They both nodded, all three hopping down into the elevator proper.\n\nThe main doors were thankfully open, letting them step out into a long, empty corridor of grey metal and bright lighting. Edge looked around. \"Which way? Should I scout?\"\n\n\"Stick together. You know how Mind loves his little traps and puzzels.\" Lance looked at his wife. \"Got a direction?\"\n\nShe looked troubled. \"Mph... yes... but no? It's hard to tell. I'm... feeling her that way...\" She pointed to the right. \"But it feels strange. Scattered... or refracted? It's like staring into a hall of mirrors.\"\n\nLance grunted. \"Probably something to try and block her mind from yours.\" He started off in the direction his wife pointed. \"Stay close and eyes open.\" The other two followed close behind. With Nyse's direction, they turned at several junctures, though they had to double back once as they found a dead end. Every hallway looked nearly identical to all the others.\n\nSoon, they found themselves standing at another set of doors, these bright yellow-orange. Nyse nodded. \"She's behind here... I think.\"\n\nLance nodded. \"Alright. Get ready.\" They hadn't been ambushed or attacked once. That was not Mind's typical style, so he was ready for anything as he gripped the doors. With a hard shove, he pushed them to each side. The room beyond was large, with monitors along the far wall. In the center of the room was some strange mangled mass of machines set up in some array above a metal table. Laying on the table, strapped down by metal clamps, was Lyall.\n\nShe looked up as the doors were ripped open, letting out a sigh of relief. \"Armory! Oh thank the gods!\" She tugged at the restraints. \"P-please, get me out of this thing before one of those big trash cans comes back!\"\n\nNyse stared at her daughter. \"What... has he done to you!?\" Lyall was not normally what most people would call a prude with what she wore, but this was something else entirely. A black tube top of something stretchy, and a pair of what looked like rubber panties were all the clothes she had on. The fur at her head was stained by some red grease paint, like it was spilled atop her head and allowed to drip down over her eyes. Her usually dark blonde hair was also changed, tied back into twin tails at either side of her ears, the bunches of fur also dyed red, like paint brushes dipped in red oil. More of the odd red paint was drawn down her body, starting under her chin, and running down to under her navel, all standing out against her red-orange fur.\n\nLance shook his head. \"Let's get her out of this and out of here. We can ask questions later.\" He stepped forward and gripped one of the metal clamps holding his daughter down, ripping it open to free her. He did the same to the others, then gently helped the nineteen year old up to her feet.\n\nNyse still moved closer, trying to keep her voice even. \"Are... you alright?\" She wanted desperately to say something, but while Mind had revealed he knew who they were, they could not be certain she knew yet.\n\nLyall nodded. \"Yes... I'm fine now!\" She gave a big smile to her mother. \"Thank you!\" She moved forward, her arms wide, ready to give the woman a hug.\n\nEdge's eyes went wide. \"Look out!\" He was suddenly between the two women, hands planting on either side to shove them apart. But he hadn't noticed fast enough, the knife in Lyall's hand still cutting across Nyse's belly. Though he at least prevented it from gutting her.\n\nLance flinched. \"Edge! What are you...\" He then saw what was happening as Lyall stumbled back, a bloody knife falling from her hand and clattering to the floor. Nyse clutched at her stomach, her uniform cut, blood seeping from the wound. Though it was not deep enough to be fatal. He suddenly stood between the woman and his wife. \"Who are you?\"\n\nLyall dropped the innocent act quickly, letting out a slightly unhinged giggle. \"What's the matter? Don't recognize your own daughter? Daddy?\"\n\nHe clenched his fist tight. \"She would not attack her mother like that! Or anyone!\" He pointed at the teenager wearing his daughter's face. \"Tell me who you are and what you did with the real Lyall!\"\n\nShe frowned. \"Oh, but I [i]am[/i] the real Lyall.\" She started to skip around the odd machinery in the middle of the room. \"I'll prove it. For my tenth birthday, you got me a brand new bike. But I was upset, because it was the wrong color. I locked myself in my room for a whole day. So you returned the bike, and got me a different one.\" She peaked around the machinery, grinning at him. \"Bright purple with pink ribbons on the handles.\" She started to skip around the room some more. \"I rode it everywhere until it broke when I was fourteen.\" She held up a finger. \"I said I fell off, but I actually got angry about something stupid and kicked it down a little hill, and the gears hit a rock and bent. You pretended to believe me, but we both know you knew the truth.\"\n\nLance stared at her in shock and disbelief. Knowing one story was unlikely enough, but that many details should be impossible. Especially about faking falling off the bike. \"You were already upset enough that you broke your bike. I didn't want to make it worse...\"\n\nShe huffed at him. \"Was one of the few times you were actually home. Did you ever think maybe I wanted you to be upset? Maybe that's why I broke the stupid thing? So you'd notice!\"\n\nNyse stood up a little straighter, still holding her cut belly. \"What... happened to you?\"\n\nLyall scoffed at her mother. \"You two did! You lied to me, you pretty much abandoned me for most of my childhood! And then it turns out you're both big name super heroes! But you're too busy flying around being heroic and being secretly famous to keep your own daughter safe!? Some parents!\"\n\n\"It has to be some kind of mind control or hypnosis.\" Lance said. He stepped forward quickly, grabbing one of his daughter's arms. \"You are coming back with us. Now. Please, don't fight back. You know you can't hurt me.\"\n\nShe looked at his grip. \"Oh... but I actually can.\" She grinned up at him, holding up her hand to show she'd picked up another knife. Before he could stop her, she suddenly stabbed... herself. His eyes went wide as she jammed the blade into her own neck. His eyes went wide as he saw blood start to pour out around the hilt.\n\n\"[b][i]NO![/i][/b]\" Nyse shrieked, rushing over and grabbing Lyall's arm as Lance let go. She held onto her Lyall as the teen started to tremble against her. Yet the look on her face was one of sadistic joy and... lust? The teen let out a gurgling sound that was close to laughter. Then she started to really tremble and shake, her legs giving out as she slumped to the floor. Lance and Nyse watched in shock and horror. And making it even worse, somehow, it looked as if Lyall was getting off on her own death. Her hips humped up into the air, her lower half suddenly soaked through, the fabric not nearly as rubbery or water-resistant as it looked. After several jerks and little thrashes, she went limp in her mother's arms, the look of sadistic joy fading away as her face went slack.\n\nLance just stared. \"Wh-why...?\"\n\n\"I told you I could hurt you.\" All three heroes wheeled around as Lyall's voice spoke from the doorway. Sure enough, an identical copy was standing there, wearing the same outfit. And the same sadistic grin. She took in a deep breath, letting it out slowly. \"Mmmph, that one came pretty hard when she snuffed herself, too.\"\n\nEdge frowned. \"Clones?\"\n\nShe shook her head. \"Close, Edgy-boi, but not quite.\"\n\nLance was suddenly in front of her, grabbing both hands this time. \"Enough games! Where is the real Lyall! TELL ME!\"\n\nShe giggled. \"Oh, daddy. I thought she already told you. I am the real Lyall.\" The odd shift in pronouns had him confused, but he still didn't let her go. \"Probably shouldn't hold me like that.\"\n\nHe growled. \"Why!?\"\n\nShe giggled again. \"I'll show you.\" She started to pull back away from him, though she wasn't nearly strong enough to even make him budge.\n\nHe sighed. \"Stop... please. You know I've got super strength. You can't-\" His eyes went wide as something even more unexpected happened. While Lyall was pulling away from her, a whole second Lyall pulled out from her back. The second Lyall stumbled back a step, but managed to catch herself before falling. \"W-what?\"\n\nThe second Lyall took a deep breath. \"There we go. Neat trick, huh?\" She was still wearing the same clothing and decoration as the others. With the help of Dr. Mind, he had made clothing that she could duplicate. Mostly because it was made of pieces of her former self, tanned and shaped into clothing, or blood mixed into paint for her fur. \"Oh, and that's not all!\" She stepped back into the hall, only for three more copies to come into view beside her. They all spoke at once, including the one he was holding. \"Turns out, you've got more than one daughter now.\"\n\nNyse let out a breath. \"That's why I could feel you scattered!\"\n\nOne of the Lyalls nodded. \"Yup.\"\n\nAnother one spoke next. \"All the same mind.\"\n\nAnother. \"Just a different body.\"\n\nThe one in Lance's grip. \"But also the same body.\"\n\n\"A sexy body, too.\"\n\n\"If I do say so ourselves.\" They all giggled at that.\n\n\"We've got a new name, too!\"\n\n\"Yeah, you should probably start calling us that.\"\n\nLance frowned. \"A new name?\"\n\nAll of them smiled, speaking in unison. \"Bloodline.\"\n\nThe one in his grip giggled. \"You know, because we've got a bloodline of super powers that you never told me about!\" That wasn't the only reason, but she'd let them find that out later.\n\nEdge frowned. \"This is getting out of hand. Now there's four of them!\"\n\n\"Oh, there's so much more if I want.\"\n\nThe red panda frowned. \"I'm not giving you the chance!\" He rushed forward at speed, pulling a pair of handcuffs from a little hidden pouch at his belt.\n\n\"Edge, no!\" Lance called out, but it was too late. The younger man managed to get cuffs on two of the Lyalls, but the others were moving away. He had to move down the hall to catch one, only for another to ambush him from seemingly nowhere. She slammed her body into him, knocking him into the wall. Another jumped onto him from behind, wrapping arms around his neck and pulling back.\n\n\"Get offa me!\" He cried out, trying to throw the girl off of his back, even as another tried to grip at his legs. Suddenly no less than five of her were attacking, trying to drag him to the ground and pin him.\n\n\"Can't go fast if you can't run, speedy!\" One of the Lyalls jammed a knife into his thigh, making him scream in pain.\n\nSuddenly Lance was there, knocking them all off of his teammate. \"Lyall, enough! Stop this nonsense!\"\n\n\"Why? I'm just getting started!\"\n\n\"GUNGNIR!\" Nyse called out from within the room. She was hovering in the air, dashing away from another copy of her daughter, only to have to weave to another side as a second joined in.\n\nHe grit his teeth. \"There's no choice. We're going to have to fight her!\"\n\n\"She's our daughter!\"\n\nEdge shouted from the ground. \"She's trying to kill us!\" He was still clutching his leg where he'd been stabbed. Thankfully, she missed hitting an artery, but it was still bleeding. \"Go. I'll tie this off and-\"\n\nLance interrupted. \"Secure the exit. Call for the jet and meet us there.\"\n\nThe red panda wanted to argue, but just nodded. \"Yeah. Good call.\" He used the wall to get himself back to his feet. \"Go. You're who she wants. I think she'll ignore me.\" He started to hobble off as fast as he could. Which, for a speedster, was agonizingly slow.\n\nIn the room, several of the Lyalls were now chasing Nyse around, all armed with knifes. For her part, the older squirrel was dodging and keeping away, but the room was not tall enough for her to just stay up out of their range. \"Stop! Please, stop!\" Lance was suddenly in the room, his arm slamming into one of the copies of his daughter, sending her crashing into the wall. \"Lance! That's-\"\n\n\"I know. But we've got to fight.\" He blocked another attack by simply standing there, the knife bouncing off of his chest harmlessly. He bashed that Lyall to the ground. \"Knock them out and restrain them. We'll figure this out later.\"\n\n\"Restrain me?\" All the Lyalls suddenly stopped, though only one spoke. \"You want to take me in?\" She giggled. \"Can't have that.\" She glanced at the others. \"We know what to do, don't I?\" The others all giggled, some even let out a soft moan. Flipping knives around in their hands, the suddenly stabbed themselves, some in the neck, some in the chest. One carved open her own belly so her intestines suddenly spilled free. Lance and Nyse looked in horror as the copies all murdered themselves in front of them. Worst of all, like the first one, they all seemed to be lost in some kind of orgasmic ecstasy as they did it.\n\nLooking down at one of the copies he'd knocked down, Lance acted quickly. She was still dazed, so he hastily yanked her hands behind her back and slapped cuffs on her. The girl still tried to thrash, but he pinned her down. \"No! No more of this!\"\n\n\"Lance...\" Nyse couldn't help but watch as all the other copies collapsed into pools of their own blood. \"This is... horrible...\"\n\nHe grunted, not wanting to look. But he could still hear as they gurgled and moaned. \"Mind will pay for this.\" He looked at the one he was pinning down as she started to laugh. \"Where is he?\"\n\nShe grinned. \"Not here. Never was. Just me and me and me and-\" She grunted as he pressed a knee to her back. \"Yeah, you get the idea.\"\n\nHe yanked her up and started to march her out of the room. \"I'll take just one of you for now! We'll figure out what the hell he did to you!\" He shoved her toward the doorway. \"Now move. We're taking you with us!\"\n\nShe giggled softly, but didn't put up a fight. \"Comply or force will be applied, right?\" She grinned, but did start walking as he pushed her again. \"Fine, fine.\"\n\nNyse walked beside her husband, still holding the cut on her belly. It had mostly stopped bleeding, but it stung terribly. She'd need to have that treated later. \"What are we going to do?\"\n\n\"We're going to let the medics handle her.\" He kept his expression stern, a mask behind his mask to hide his worry and fear. But she could feel his mind, and knew he felt the same as her. And she felt his anger. \"We'll get Mind for this.\"\n\n\"[i]Doctor[/i] Mind.\" Lyall corrected.\n\nHe shoved her again. \"You be quiet, or I'll put a muzzle on you!\"\n\nShe gasped. \"Is this how you treat your own daughter? Such abuse! What's next? Gonna spank me?\" She giggled as he pushed her again. They got to the elevator, just in time to see Edge stepping inside.\n\nHe blinked as he saw them coming. \"Just one? Were the others some kind of illusion?\"\n\nLance stepped inside, holding the cuffs at Lyall's wrists. \"Not now, Edge...\" His voice was harder than normal. Edge got the idea.\n\n\"I'll tell him!\" Lyall suggested.\n\n\"You keep quiet!\" Nyse scolded.\n\n\"They all killed themselves!\"\n\n\"I said quiet!\" She shouted again.\n\n\"Yup, all died while cumming buckets! Dying feels so~o fucking good!\"\n\nNyse was suddenly in front of her and slapped her daughter across the face. \"Quiet! Just stop talking! Stop...\" There were tears in her eyes as she glared at the thing that looked like her daughter. \"Just stop... saying words...\"\n\nLyall smirked. \"Muzzle might not be a bad idea after all.\" She giggled, but remained quiet for the rest of the ride back to the surface. When they got there, she looked at the broken door. \"Wow, you sure know how to make an entrance, Dad.\"\n\nHe grunted and pushed her forward. \"Just keep moving.\" He looked at Edge. \"Did you call for the plane?\"\n\nThe red panda nodded. \"Yeah. Should be landing...\" The sound of jet engines suddenly roared close outside. \"About now.\" Sure enough, their jet flew overhead just as they stepped out into the courtyard. It swung around, only to start hovering downward slowly in a controlled VTOL landing just on the other side of the walls.\n\nAs they got closer, Lyall spoke up. \"Mom? Dad?\"\n\nNyse tensed up. \"What now...?\"\n\nShe grinned. \"I just wanted to remind you that you should call me Bloodline now.\"\n\nLance rolled his eyes. \"No.\"\n\nShe shrugged. \"Fine. But there is still one more thing I wanted to tell you.\"\n\nHe sighed. \"What?\"\n\nShe looked up at the sky. \"That you still lost.\" Without warning, a blast of crimson energy came from somewhere behind them. It struck the side of her head, burning a hole right through in an instant, only to continue and strike the ground before finally dissipating. Her body tensed up, only to shudder a few times before going completely limp in Lance's grip.\n\nNyse's eyes went wide. \"W-wha...\" Before she could ask anything more, Lance was gone, leaping with all his might. He rocketed back toward the compound in the direction the shot had come from. He landed on the wall, only to close his eyes. Another Lyall had been the one to take the shot. But she was also dead. She had used a smaller, but no less lethal version of the weapon to blast a hole from under her chin straight up through the top of her had. She still had a wide grin on her face, even as her features started to go slack.\n\nReturning to the rest of his team, he looked... broken. Edge tried to say something. \"Hey... m-mabye...\"\n\n\"Don't.\" Nyse stopped him. She looked just as broken as her husband. \"Just... don't.\" The red panda sighed, nodding slowly. This was hard enough on him, but for them... he couldn't even imagine.\n\nAll three got into the plane, strapping themselves into their seats. They said nothing. The plane lifted off, and soon started the long journey back to the mainland. They said nothing. Hours passed. They said nothing.\n\nIt wasn't until they were only a few hours from home base that Lance said the first word. \"We'll find her.\" The other two didn't respond. They didn't have to. They would need time to recover... physically. Mentally... those wounds might not ever heal.\n\n[center]* * *[/center]\n\nDr. Mind watched his monitors as the team's jet lifted off and flew away from his little decoy base. \"I think that is a successful test.\" He looked over at the Lyall that stood in the room with him. Well, she had been standing. Now she was on the floor, trembling and shivering from all the repeated orgasms she'd been feeling from the other copies dying. He still was not entirely sure what had caused that particular reaction to start triggering during his experimentation with her. Not that he or she were complaining. \"Don't you think so, my dear?\"\n\nShe gasped for air. \"Y-yes... Doctor...\" She took a deep, shuddering breath. The feeling got more intense the less copies of her there were, and that little 'test' had been most of them. Only three, including her, were left. And all three were lost in the overwhelming pleasure. \"I'll... make more copies... as soon as I can.\"\n\nThe weasel nodded. \"Good. But you've earned a rest.\" He chuckled. \"It is a shame you didn't get to see the looks on your dear parents' faces.\"\n\nShe smiled. \"I did.\" She pushed herself unsteadily up to her feet. \"When the others died... I know what they knew.\" She tapped her head.\n\nHe quirked an eyebrow. \"Oh? Another new development to your powers?\" She nodded. \"Fascinating.\" He grinned wider. \"We'll have to run more experiments, then!\" She let out a shuddering breath. That meant more pain and more torture for more copies. She couldn't wait. \"Before that, however, I think it is time I start my next plan.\" He turned back to the monitors. They all changed, each showing a different face. All villains, particularly violent ones. \"I think it is time we finally form our answer to these so-called heroes. Time to create the ANVIL upon which to smash AEGIS to pieces!\"\n\n[center]* * *[/center]\n\n[b][u]A.E.G.I.S. Database[/u][/b]\n[b]Villain File:[/b] 10993\n\n[b]Name:[/b] Lyall Yordis\n[b]Aliases:[/b] Bloodline\n[b]Gender:[/b] Female\n[b]Species:[/b] Red Squirrel\n[b]Age:[/b] 19\n[b]Status:[/b] Unknown, assumed active and at large\n[b]Known Villain Teams:[/b] Probable association with villain Dr. Mind\n[b]Years of Activity:[/b] 0\n\n[b][u]Stats[/u][/b]\n[b]Strength:[/b] 1.1\n[b]Agility:[/b] 2.1\n[b]Speed:[/b] 1.2\n[b]Durability:[/b] 1.3 (possibly limitless)\n[b]Intelligence:[/b] 3.6\n[b]Flight:[/b] 0.0\n[b]Energy Projection:[/b] 0.0\n[b]Mystic:[/b] 0.0\n[b]Classifications:[/b] Replicator, priority target\n\n[b][u]Abilities:[/u][/b]\n- Self-replication, maximum duplicates unknown. Seem to share knowledge and sensation between all copies.\n- Average speed, and strength, above average agility.\n- Above average intelligence (records may be inaccurate)\n- Evidence suggests extreme sadomasochistic habits, derives sexual pleasure from self-harm and harm of others. Due to self-replication ability, seems to derive sexual pleasure from fatal harm to self.\n\n[b]Additional Notes:[/b] Lyall Yordis, Alias Bloodline, is the daughter of two of AEGIS' top agents, codenamed Gungnir and Archer. It was long assumed Lyall had no powers, but it has come to light that the previous tests were altered to hide her abilities, unknown by whom but suspected the villain Dr. Mind. After being kidnapped and held hostage by Dr. Mind, it seems some form of experimentation, and possibly physical and mental torture was preformed. This awoke her latent powers, and shifted her personality drastically. She also learned of her parents' secret identities. These all seem to have somewhat broken her mind, driving her into a mentality of sadomasochistic tendencies. After a confrontation with AEGIS team codenamed The Armory, her whereabouts and status are unknown. It is assumed some copy still lives, most likely working with Dr. Mind. Her goals are unknown, but she is now considered dangerous.\n\n[b][u]Family:[/u][/b]\n[b]Father:[/b] Lance Yordis (Personnel file 803141)\nAEGIS agent. Codename: Gungnir\n[b]Status:[/b] Active\n\n[b]Mother:[/b] Nyse Yordis (Personnel file 803149)\nAEGIS agent. Codename: Archer\n[b]Status:[/b] Active\n\n[b]Spouse:[/b] None\n\n[b]Criminal Charges:[/b]\n- 3 counts of assault\n- Multiple counts of Suicide / Self-murder (confirmed: 11)\n\n[b]Addendum:[/b] Considered a high security risk. Knows the civilian identities of two agents, Gungnir and Archer. Possibly knows the identities of more agents. Classify as a high capture priority.\n\n[center]* * *[/center]", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "
Bloodline: Origins
Part 4
Rebirth
By XP Author


"We're coming up on the island." Lance spoke into the headset of the flight helmet. The jet, known as Holster-3, sped through the sky across the ocean. "I think I see a large compound in the center."

"I'll go do reacon." Nyse replied, both in the headset and in his head with her telepathic powers. The grey squirrel unstrapped herself from her seat and moved out of the cockpit and to the back. She checked her uniform, a black one-piece outfit and fur-tight mask that covered most of her face, except her snout and mouth. Lowering the goggles over her eyes, she hit a button on the floor, and a bomb bay door opened at her feet. Once it was far enough, she hopped down, only to immediately speed away in the air, flying faster than the jet could. She streaked towards the island. Sure enough, there was a series of buildings near the center, surrounded by high walls on all sides. "I'm seeing defensive turrets on the walls. You'll need to come in low and do a water landing. Northeast side looks the safest."

"On it." He replied, swinging the jet around and bringing it so low to the water's surface that it splashed waves to either side in the jet's wake. This low, even if they got spotted, turrets would have a difficult time targeting them. Sure enough, once they got within range, the turrets all swung in their direction and started to fire. Streaks of some kind of reddish beam weapon flew over them, missing by less than a meter. Lance still juked the jet back and forth to keep them from being an easy target. He called back to the third member of the team. "Looks like it'll be a hot landing."

Edge grinned. "My favorite." The red panda hopped out of his seat, rushing to the same bay doors, which had closed after Nyse ran through them. His uniform was slightly more colorful than Nyse's, mostly bright blue with streaks of red running down the sides. His mask was much the same as hers, but with built in covers for his eyes. He hit the button to open the bay doors, water spraying up a little at him from only a few meters below. "Ready."

Lance nodded, hitting controls on the jet to initiate an evasive auto-pilot that would take the jet out and land in the water out of range of the turrets. The red squirrel rolled out of the pilot's seat and moved over to the same bay doors. His uniform was a dark green, with gold accents around his eyes and along the arms in spear-like patterns. "Ready?" Edge nodded. "Mark!" They both jumped down through the doors, which closed soon after. Edge hit the water, only to start dashing across the surface. Lance entered the water, but started to kick his legs hard enough to propel him just behind the speedster. Once both occupants were out, the jet streaked off, out of the range of the turrets so the onboard computer could find a safe landing space. They could call for it later, once the mission was complete.

Edge was the first to make landfall, and didn't slow down. Coming to the walls, he dashed straight up the surface, his momentum carrying him all the way to the top. The moment he got there, he had to immediately start dodging. "We got robots! Definitely Mind's palace!"

Lance, nodded. "Keep them distracted. I'll take out the turrets. Archer, give me coordinates."

"You've got them." Without saying the words, Nyse projected the location of the turrets into Lance's mind. From her vantage point above everything, she could see where they were. Didn't hurt that some were also shooting at her, but she was a much smaller target than a jet, and much harder to hit. Especially as she zipped about in the air at near mach speeds.

Rushing up to the wall, Lance didn't stop. Instead, he turned and smashed his shoulder into the metal, only to burst right through it like it was paper. Leaping into the air, he landed next to one of the turrets. Holding his hand out, he shot a beam of his own from each palm, charged particles blasting right into the heart of the machinery and melting it to useless slag. The weapon died a second later. He moved on to the next swiftly. On the ground, Edge was zipping between the robots, using their own energy weapons against them. Some turned to shoot at him, only to hit each other. Some of the robots swung at him some kind of plasma blade arm. He got one to cut off the arm of another, only to pick it up and start using it as a weapon of his own.

Nyse was able to give more detailed reports as the fire against her dwindled, having less beams of death to worry about avoiding. She directed her husband to each of the mounted weapons she saw, and watched him either blast them or rip them free. One was used to destroy another, and one was pulled free of its mounting and thrown out into the ocean. Once he was done with the turrets, he moved to the main courtyard and helped Edge finish off the pillar-like robots. Within less than ten minutes of them arriving on the island, they had completely dismantled the security force, at least on the surface.

Lance tossed the two pieces of the robot he'd just ripped apart in different directions. "It's safe for you to land."

"Roger." Nyse came down out of the sky, landing beside the other two.

Edge looked around at all the robots that had been destroyed, as well as the several holes left in the tall walls around the place. "Think we overdid it?"

Lance grunted. "I was holding back. Saving the real power for Mind." There was a hard, dangerous edge to his voice.

The red panda shrugged. "Fair enough. I'm sure he knows we're here by now." He pointed at what was probably the main entrance inside, two massive metal double doors. "But you should still probably knock first."

Lance nodded. "Good idea." He made a fist so hard his knuckles cracked. He 'knocked' by slamming his fist so hard into one of the doors he completely knocked it free, the metal ripping where it would normally slide into the wall, and flew into the building. It slammed against a wall, only to clatter noisily to the ground. "Knock. Knock." He said, deadpan. As the three stepped inside, they saw a large, mostly empty room.

Edge looked around. "All that security for an empty warehouse?"

Nyse shook her head. "No... there's more... below, I think..." She pointed to another set of doors. "There." Lance nodded, gripping this set and ripping them open, revealing an elevator shaft. Though there was no elevator present.

Edge licked his tongue. "There's never a lift when you need one." He looked at Nyse. "Ladies first?" He blinked as Lance suddenly jumped down the hole. "Or... not." There was a loud thud after only a second. Edge looked down. "You good, big man?"

Lance called up. "It's only about two stories down." He had landed on the top of the elevator itself. He started to look around for some kind of hatch. Edge joined him a moment later, sliding down the cables to get there. Nyse floated down gracefully. The larger squirrel grunted as he failed to find a hatch, so he just slammed his hand down into the metal, pulling it back and opening a way down. Before either could say anything, he responded. "We don't have time to waste looking for hidden doors. Lyall is waiting for us." They both nodded, all three hopping down into the elevator proper.

The main doors were thankfully open, letting them step out into a long, empty corridor of grey metal and bright lighting. Edge looked around. "Which way? Should I scout?"

"Stick together. You know how Mind loves his little traps and puzzels." Lance looked at his wife. "Got a direction?"

She looked troubled. "Mph... yes... but no? It's hard to tell. I'm... feeling her that way..." She pointed to the right. "But it feels strange. Scattered... or refracted? It's like staring into a hall of mirrors."

Lance grunted. "Probably something to try and block her mind from yours." He started off in the direction his wife pointed. "Stay close and eyes open." The other two followed close behind. With Nyse's direction, they turned at several junctures, though they had to double back once as they found a dead end. Every hallway looked nearly identical to all the others.

Soon, they found themselves standing at another set of doors, these bright yellow-orange. Nyse nodded. "She's behind here... I think."

Lance nodded. "Alright. Get ready." They hadn't been ambushed or attacked once. That was not Mind's typical style, so he was ready for anything as he gripped the doors. With a hard shove, he pushed them to each side. The room beyond was large, with monitors along the far wall. In the center of the room was some strange mangled mass of machines set up in some array above a metal table. Laying on the table, strapped down by metal clamps, was Lyall.

She looked up as the doors were ripped open, letting out a sigh of relief. "Armory! Oh thank the gods!" She tugged at the restraints. "P-please, get me out of this thing before one of those big trash cans comes back!"

Nyse stared at her daughter. "What... has he done to you!?" Lyall was not normally what most people would call a prude with what she wore, but this was something else entirely. A black tube top of something stretchy, and a pair of what looked like rubber panties were all the clothes she had on. The fur at her head was stained by some red grease paint, like it was spilled atop her head and allowed to drip down over her eyes. Her usually dark blonde hair was also changed, tied back into twin tails at either side of her ears, the bunches of fur also dyed red, like paint brushes dipped in red oil. More of the odd red paint was drawn down her body, starting under her chin, and running down to under her navel, all standing out against her red-orange fur.

Lance shook his head. "Let's get her out of this and out of here. We can ask questions later." He stepped forward and gripped one of the metal clamps holding his daughter down, ripping it open to free her. He did the same to the others, then gently helped the nineteen year old up to her feet.

Nyse still moved closer, trying to keep her voice even. "Are... you alright?" She wanted desperately to say something, but while Mind had revealed he knew who they were, they could not be certain she knew yet.

Lyall nodded. "Yes... I'm fine now!" She gave a big smile to her mother. "Thank you!" She moved forward, her arms wide, ready to give the woman a hug.

Edge's eyes went wide. "Look out!" He was suddenly between the two women, hands planting on either side to shove them apart. But he hadn't noticed fast enough, the knife in Lyall's hand still cutting across Nyse's belly. Though he at least prevented it from gutting her.

Lance flinched. "Edge! What are you..." He then saw what was happening as Lyall stumbled back, a bloody knife falling from her hand and clattering to the floor. Nyse clutched at her stomach, her uniform cut, blood seeping from the wound. Though it was not deep enough to be fatal. He suddenly stood between the woman and his wife. "Who are you?"

Lyall dropped the innocent act quickly, letting out a slightly unhinged giggle. "What's the matter? Don't recognize your own daughter? Daddy?"

He clenched his fist tight. "She would not attack her mother like that! Or anyone!" He pointed at the teenager wearing his daughter's face. "Tell me who you are and what you did with the real Lyall!"

She frowned. "Oh, but I am the real Lyall." She started to skip around the odd machinery in the middle of the room. "I'll prove it. For my tenth birthday, you got me a brand new bike. But I was upset, because it was the wrong color. I locked myself in my room for a whole day. So you returned the bike, and got me a different one." She peaked around the machinery, grinning at him. "Bright purple with pink ribbons on the handles." She started to skip around the room some more. "I rode it everywhere until it broke when I was fourteen." She held up a finger. "I said I fell off, but I actually got angry about something stupid and kicked it down a little hill, and the gears hit a rock and bent. You pretended to believe me, but we both know you knew the truth."

Lance stared at her in shock and disbelief. Knowing one story was unlikely enough, but that many details should be impossible. Especially about faking falling off the bike. "You were already upset enough that you broke your bike. I didn't want to make it worse..."

She huffed at him. "Was one of the few times you were actually home. Did you ever think maybe I wanted you to be upset? Maybe that's why I broke the stupid thing? So you'd notice!"

Nyse stood up a little straighter, still holding her cut belly. "What... happened to you?"

Lyall scoffed at her mother. "You two did! You lied to me, you pretty much abandoned me for most of my childhood! And then it turns out you're both big name super heroes! But you're too busy flying around being heroic and being secretly famous to keep your own daughter safe!? Some parents!"

"It has to be some kind of mind control or hypnosis." Lance said. He stepped forward quickly, grabbing one of his daughter's arms. "You are coming back with us. Now. Please, don't fight back. You know you can't hurt me."

She looked at his grip. "Oh... but I actually can." She grinned up at him, holding up her hand to show she'd picked up another knife. Before he could stop her, she suddenly stabbed... herself. His eyes went wide as she jammed the blade into her own neck. His eyes went wide as he saw blood start to pour out around the hilt.

"NO!" Nyse shrieked, rushing over and grabbing Lyall's arm as Lance let go. She held onto her Lyall as the teen started to tremble against her. Yet the look on her face was one of sadistic joy and... lust? The teen let out a gurgling sound that was close to laughter. Then she started to really tremble and shake, her legs giving out as she slumped to the floor. Lance and Nyse watched in shock and horror. And making it even worse, somehow, it looked as if Lyall was getting off on her own death. Her hips humped up into the air, her lower half suddenly soaked through, the fabric not nearly as rubbery or water-resistant as it looked. After several jerks and little thrashes, she went limp in her mother's arms, the look of sadistic joy fading away as her face went slack.

Lance just stared. "Wh-why...?"

"I told you I could hurt you." All three heroes wheeled around as Lyall's voice spoke from the doorway. Sure enough, an identical copy was standing there, wearing the same outfit. And the same sadistic grin. She took in a deep breath, letting it out slowly. "Mmmph, that one came pretty hard when she snuffed herself, too."

Edge frowned. "Clones?"

She shook her head. "Close, Edgy-boi, but not quite."

Lance was suddenly in front of her, grabbing both hands this time. "Enough games! Where is the real Lyall! TELL ME!"

She giggled. "Oh, daddy. I thought she already told you. I am the real Lyall." The odd shift in pronouns had him confused, but he still didn't let her go. "Probably shouldn't hold me like that."

He growled. "Why!?"

She giggled again. "I'll show you." She started to pull back away from him, though she wasn't nearly strong enough to even make him budge.

He sighed. "Stop... please. You know I've got super strength. You can't-" His eyes went wide as something even more unexpected happened. While Lyall was pulling away from her, a whole second Lyall pulled out from her back. The second Lyall stumbled back a step, but managed to catch herself before falling. "W-what?"

The second Lyall took a deep breath. "There we go. Neat trick, huh?" She was still wearing the same clothing and decoration as the others. With the help of Dr. Mind, he had made clothing that she could duplicate. Mostly because it was made of pieces of her former self, tanned and shaped into clothing, or blood mixed into paint for her fur. "Oh, and that's not all!" She stepped back into the hall, only for three more copies to come into view beside her. They all spoke at once, including the one he was holding. "Turns out, you've got more than one daughter now."

Nyse let out a breath. "That's why I could feel you scattered!"

One of the Lyalls nodded. "Yup."

Another one spoke next. "All the same mind."

Another. "Just a different body."

The one in Lance's grip. "But also the same body."

"A sexy body, too."

"If I do say so ourselves." They all giggled at that.

"We've got a new name, too!"

"Yeah, you should probably start calling us that."

Lance frowned. "A new name?"

All of them smiled, speaking in unison. "Bloodline."

The one in his grip giggled. "You know, because we've got a bloodline of super powers that you never told me about!" That wasn't the only reason, but she'd let them find that out later.

Edge frowned. "This is getting out of hand. Now there's four of them!"

"Oh, there's so much more if I want."

The red panda frowned. "I'm not giving you the chance!" He rushed forward at speed, pulling a pair of handcuffs from a little hidden pouch at his belt.

"Edge, no!" Lance called out, but it was too late. The younger man managed to get cuffs on two of the Lyalls, but the others were moving away. He had to move down the hall to catch one, only for another to ambush him from seemingly nowhere. She slammed her body into him, knocking him into the wall. Another jumped onto him from behind, wrapping arms around his neck and pulling back.

"Get offa me!" He cried out, trying to throw the girl off of his back, even as another tried to grip at his legs. Suddenly no less than five of her were attacking, trying to drag him to the ground and pin him.

"Can't go fast if you can't run, speedy!" One of the Lyalls jammed a knife into his thigh, making him scream in pain.

Suddenly Lance was there, knocking them all off of his teammate. "Lyall, enough! Stop this nonsense!"

"Why? I'm just getting started!"

"GUNGNIR!" Nyse called out from within the room. She was hovering in the air, dashing away from another copy of her daughter, only to have to weave to another side as a second joined in.

He grit his teeth. "There's no choice. We're going to have to fight her!"

"She's our daughter!"

Edge shouted from the ground. "She's trying to kill us!" He was still clutching his leg where he'd been stabbed. Thankfully, she missed hitting an artery, but it was still bleeding. "Go. I'll tie this off and-"

Lance interrupted. "Secure the exit. Call for the jet and meet us there."

The red panda wanted to argue, but just nodded. "Yeah. Good call." He used the wall to get himself back to his feet. "Go. You're who she wants. I think she'll ignore me." He started to hobble off as fast as he could. Which, for a speedster, was agonizingly slow.

In the room, several of the Lyalls were now chasing Nyse around, all armed with knifes. For her part, the older squirrel was dodging and keeping away, but the room was not tall enough for her to just stay up out of their range. "Stop! Please, stop!" Lance was suddenly in the room, his arm slamming into one of the copies of his daughter, sending her crashing into the wall. "Lance! That's-"

"I know. But we've got to fight." He blocked another attack by simply standing there, the knife bouncing off of his chest harmlessly. He bashed that Lyall to the ground. "Knock them out and restrain them. We'll figure this out later."

"Restrain me?" All the Lyalls suddenly stopped, though only one spoke. "You want to take me in?" She giggled. "Can't have that." She glanced at the others. "We know what to do, don't I?" The others all giggled, some even let out a soft moan. Flipping knives around in their hands, the suddenly stabbed themselves, some in the neck, some in the chest. One carved open her own belly so her intestines suddenly spilled free. Lance and Nyse looked in horror as the copies all murdered themselves in front of them. Worst of all, like the first one, they all seemed to be lost in some kind of orgasmic ecstasy as they did it.

Looking down at one of the copies he'd knocked down, Lance acted quickly. She was still dazed, so he hastily yanked her hands behind her back and slapped cuffs on her. The girl still tried to thrash, but he pinned her down. "No! No more of this!"

"Lance..." Nyse couldn't help but watch as all the other copies collapsed into pools of their own blood. "This is... horrible..."

He grunted, not wanting to look. But he could still hear as they gurgled and moaned. "Mind will pay for this." He looked at the one he was pinning down as she started to laugh. "Where is he?"

She grinned. "Not here. Never was. Just me and me and me and-" She grunted as he pressed a knee to her back. "Yeah, you get the idea."

He yanked her up and started to march her out of the room. "I'll take just one of you for now! We'll figure out what the hell he did to you!" He shoved her toward the doorway. "Now move. We're taking you with us!"

She giggled softly, but didn't put up a fight. "Comply or force will be applied, right?" She grinned, but did start walking as he pushed her again. "Fine, fine."

Nyse walked beside her husband, still holding the cut on her belly. It had mostly stopped bleeding, but it stung terribly. She'd need to have that treated later. "What are we going to do?"

"We're going to let the medics handle her." He kept his expression stern, a mask behind his mask to hide his worry and fear. But she could feel his mind, and knew he felt the same as her. And she felt his anger. "We'll get Mind for this."

"Doctor Mind." Lyall corrected.

He shoved her again. "You be quiet, or I'll put a muzzle on you!"

She gasped. "Is this how you treat your own daughter? Such abuse! What's next? Gonna spank me?" She giggled as he pushed her again. They got to the elevator, just in time to see Edge stepping inside.

He blinked as he saw them coming. "Just one? Were the others some kind of illusion?"

Lance stepped inside, holding the cuffs at Lyall's wrists. "Not now, Edge..." His voice was harder than normal. Edge got the idea.

"I'll tell him!" Lyall suggested.

"You keep quiet!" Nyse scolded.

"They all killed themselves!"

"I said quiet!" She shouted again.

"Yup, all died while cumming buckets! Dying feels so~o fucking good!"

Nyse was suddenly in front of her and slapped her daughter across the face. "Quiet! Just stop talking! Stop..." There were tears in her eyes as she glared at the thing that looked like her daughter. "Just stop... saying words..."

Lyall smirked. "Muzzle might not be a bad idea after all." She giggled, but remained quiet for the rest of the ride back to the surface. When they got there, she looked at the broken door. "Wow, you sure know how to make an entrance, Dad."

He grunted and pushed her forward. "Just keep moving." He looked at Edge. "Did you call for the plane?"

The red panda nodded. "Yeah. Should be landing..." The sound of jet engines suddenly roared close outside. "About now." Sure enough, their jet flew overhead just as they stepped out into the courtyard. It swung around, only to start hovering downward slowly in a controlled VTOL landing just on the other side of the walls.

As they got closer, Lyall spoke up. "Mom? Dad?"

Nyse tensed up. "What now...?"

She grinned. "I just wanted to remind you that you should call me Bloodline now."

Lance rolled his eyes. "No."

She shrugged. "Fine. But there is still one more thing I wanted to tell you."

He sighed. "What?"

She looked up at the sky. "That you still lost." Without warning, a blast of crimson energy came from somewhere behind them. It struck the side of her head, burning a hole right through in an instant, only to continue and strike the ground before finally dissipating. Her body tensed up, only to shudder a few times before going completely limp in Lance's grip.

Nyse's eyes went wide. "W-wha..." Before she could ask anything more, Lance was gone, leaping with all his might. He rocketed back toward the compound in the direction the shot had come from. He landed on the wall, only to close his eyes. Another Lyall had been the one to take the shot. But she was also dead. She had used a smaller, but no less lethal version of the weapon to blast a hole from under her chin straight up through the top of her had. She still had a wide grin on her face, even as her features started to go slack.

Returning to the rest of his team, he looked... broken. Edge tried to say something. "Hey... m-mabye..."

"Don't." Nyse stopped him. She looked just as broken as her husband. "Just... don't." The red panda sighed, nodding slowly. This was hard enough on him, but for them... he couldn't even imagine.

All three got into the plane, strapping themselves into their seats. They said nothing. The plane lifted off, and soon started the long journey back to the mainland. They said nothing. Hours passed. They said nothing.

It wasn't until they were only a few hours from home base that Lance said the first word. "We'll find her." The other two didn't respond. They didn't have to. They would need time to recover... physically. Mentally... those wounds might not ever heal.

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Dr. Mind watched his monitors as the team's jet lifted off and flew away from his little decoy base. "I think that is a successful test." He looked over at the Lyall that stood in the room with him. Well, she had been standing. Now she was on the floor, trembling and shivering from all the repeated orgasms she'd been feeling from the other copies dying. He still was not entirely sure what had caused that particular reaction to start triggering during his experimentation with her. Not that he or she were complaining. "Don't you think so, my dear?"

She gasped for air. "Y-yes... Doctor..." She took a deep, shuddering breath. The feeling got more intense the less copies of her there were, and that little 'test' had been most of them. Only three, including her, were left. And all three were lost in the overwhelming pleasure. "I'll... make more copies... as soon as I can."

The weasel nodded. "Good. But you've earned a rest." He chuckled. "It is a shame you didn't get to see the looks on your dear parents' faces."

She smiled. "I did." She pushed herself unsteadily up to her feet. "When the others died... I know what they knew." She tapped her head.

He quirked an eyebrow. "Oh? Another new development to your powers?" She nodded. "Fascinating." He grinned wider. "We'll have to run more experiments, then!" She let out a shuddering breath. That meant more pain and more torture for more copies. She couldn't wait. "Before that, however, I think it is time I start my next plan." He turned back to the monitors. They all changed, each showing a different face. All villains, particularly violent ones. "I think it is time we finally form our answer to these so-called heroes. Time to create the ANVIL upon which to smash AEGIS to pieces!"

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A.E.G.I.S. Database
Villain File: 10993

Name: Lyall Yordis
Aliases: Bloodline
Gender: Female
Species: Red Squirrel
Age: 19
Status: Unknown, assumed active and at large
Known Villain Teams: Probable association with villain Dr. Mind
Years of Activity: 0

Stats
Strength: 1.1
Agility: 2.1
Speed: 1.2
Durability: 1.3 (possibly limitless)
Intelligence: 3.6
Flight: 0.0
Energy Projection: 0.0
Mystic: 0.0
Classifications: Replicator, priority target

Abilities:
- Self-replication, maximum duplicates unknown. Seem to share knowledge and sensation between all copies.
- Average speed, and strength, above average agility.
- Above average intelligence (records may be inaccurate)
- Evidence suggests extreme sadomasochistic habits, derives sexual pleasure from self-harm and harm of others. Due to self-replication ability, seems to derive sexual pleasure from fatal harm to self.

Additional Notes: Lyall Yordis, Alias Bloodline, is the daughter of two of AEGIS' top agents, codenamed Gungnir and Archer. It was long assumed Lyall had no powers, but it has come to light that the previous tests were altered to hide her abilities, unknown by whom but suspected the villain Dr. Mind. After being kidnapped and held hostage by Dr. Mind, it seems some form of experimentation, and possibly physical and mental torture was preformed. This awoke her latent powers, and shifted her personality drastically. She also learned of her parents' secret identities. These all seem to have somewhat broken her mind, driving her into a mentality of sadomasochistic tendencies. After a confrontation with AEGIS team codenamed The Armory, her whereabouts and status are unknown. It is assumed some copy still lives, most likely working with Dr. Mind. Her goals are unknown, but she is now considered dangerous.

Family:
Father: Lance Yordis (Personnel file 803141)
AEGIS agent. Codename: Gungnir
Status: Active

Mother: Nyse Yordis (Personnel file 803149)
AEGIS agent. Codename: Archer
Status: Active

Spouse: None

Criminal Charges:
- 3 counts of assault
- Multiple counts of Suicide / Self-murder (confirmed: 11)

Addendum: Considered a high security risk. Knows the civilian identities of two agents, Gungnir and Archer. Possibly knows the identities of more agents. Classify as a high capture priority.

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