The world is coming to an end. Almost everyone has either been killed by the massive earthquakes that rivet across the planet or incinerated by gigantic fireballs that now hurl through the pinkish-red sky on a daily basis. The only people that are left are those with... exceptional gifts. They are stronger, faster, and have heightened senses than the human of years ago. Unfortunately, the world is ending weather they are stronger or not. There are only a handful of these people left and they need somewhere to go before it's too late. As if that weren't enough, the beasts of Armageddon are here to wreak havoc upon the earth in it's final days.

Rules:
This thread has a few rules that are separate from the general forum rules.
1) The obstacles as far as nature and the beasts go are done by myself. No one but me or one of the mods that I appoint to cover said beasties. Let no one tell you otherwise.
2) You are only allowed one power/ability for your character and the "no god modeling" rule does apply.
3) All of your characters have to be approved for this one. Post a character bio before you post anything else and you may not post until I give you the all-clear.
4) All characters are new humans. No vampires, ghosts, were-wolves, witches, ect.
5) Keep all your thoughts in italics so our mind-readers can see them.

Beasts:
Lesser Beasts (green lizard-things) - Bella
Medium Level Beasts (red lizard-things) - Bella
Smart Beasts (blue snake-things) - Bella
Boss Beasts (Beast Commanders of any kind) - Bella

Characters Approved:
Name: Isabella Strauss
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Height: 5 ft.
Weight: 95 lbs.
Bio: Isabella had the perfect life, parents who love her, a big house, a loving older sister, when she overheard her father talking about something horrible. Isabella had contracted a disease brought on by all the sulfur in the air and had only been given a month to live. As if that weren't enough, their home was hit by a fireball only a week later and everyone had been killed, except for herself. Isabella soon after realized that the disease wasn't deadly as once thought, but instead it gave people strange abilities and made them faster and stronger.
Power: Isabella an only be killed intentionally. She has an "immunity" accidental or naturally caused deaths. She also cannot commit suicide, as her body won't allow her to kill herself.
Appearance:
User: Bella Strauss

Name: Jason Amaroq
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Height: 6 ft. 5 in.
Weight: 165 lbs.
Bio: Lonewolf would be the best word to describe him. After all, he was abandoned as soon as he could walk. As for why, well, what parent wouldn't get a bit freaked out when a baby is playing with fire, especially when the fire comes from the baby's body... His looks didn't so much help his case. It wasn't that he was hard on the eyes or anything, in fact he was the opposite; tall, muscular, and, so he had been told anyway, very handsome. What was odd about him was his, well basically his whole head and his fingers. His hair, a little long, was a watery silver color. His eyes, a powerful golden yellow that almost glowed. And his teeth... well let's just say you don't want to mess with them. There is a reason why 'wolf' is a word used to describe him. As for his fingers, well it's mostly his nails, which would be better classified as claws. they extend about an inch from his fingertip and are very sharp. Living on the streets his whole life, he has become rather cold and untrusting. Though he is actually nice and a little hyper around those he considers his friends, who currently are none. sometimes long blades will appear on his arms. this is his primary form of defence.
Power: Although he looks like a wolf, and tends to be as ferocious as one, his actual power is the creating and controling of fire. The main problem with this 'gift' is that he tends to lose control of it when he gets really hurt or when he gets exceedingly angry, or when he's asleep.
User: Jason Amaroq


Name: Ash Green
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Height: 6'2"
Weight: 205 lbs.
Bio: Ash was always a brilliant child, able to understand almost anything upon first hearing it. However, his family's finances all went toward his education and ended up starving his parents to death. He was left an orphan and
Power: Like Syler from Heroes, Ash can understand anything you tell him or anything he looks at. His power is so strong, he can learn how people's abilities work by looking at their brains. (Weird, but hey.) He also has a constant hunger for more power that is almost impossible to control.
User: The Nameless One

Name: Kyira Valo
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Height: 5 ft. 7 in.
Weight: 120 lbs.
Bio: Kyira has been a "rebel" her entire life. Ever since she had to kill her own parents to survive, she has had little pity for those around her with these "horrible" lives. Few people know her well, one being her best friend Bella, the other being her first and last boy friend, Zane Stevens. They keep her in line and prevent her from doing anything too wild or crazy.
Power: Kyira has the ability to read minds, which causes her to be able to use telepathy, lifting of objects with the mind. She uses this gift to warn others of when dangerous people approach and to move dangerous obstacles out of the way.
Appearance:

User: Kyira Valo

Name: Jason Amaroq
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Height: 6 ft. 5 in.
Weight: 165 lbs.
Bio: Lonewolf would be the best word to describe him. After all, he was abandoned as soon as he could walk. As for why, well, what parent wouldn't get a bit freaked out when a baby is playing with fire, especially when the fire comes from the baby's body... His looks didn't so much help his case. It wasn't that he was hard on the eyes or anything, in fact he was the opposite; tall, muscular, and, so he had been told anyway, very handsome. What was odd about him was his, well basically his whole head and his fingers. His hair, a little long, was a watery silver color. His eyes, a powerful golden yellow that almost glowed. And his teeth... well let's just say you don't want to mess with them. There is a reason why 'wolf' is a word used to describe him. As for his fingers, well it's mostly his nails, which would be better classified as claws. they extend about an inch from his fingertip and are very sharp. Living on the streets his whole life, he has become rather cold and untrusting. Though he is actually nice and a little hyper around those he considers his friends, who currently are none. sometimes long blades will appear on his arms. this is his primary form of defence.
Power: Although he looks like a wolf, and tends to be as ferocious as one, his actual power is the creating and controling of fire. The main problem with this 'gift' is that he tends to lose control of it when he gets really hurt or when he gets exceedingly angry, or when he's asleep.

((Accepted, just remember that your posts need to be really long.))

((i know. as long as i have something to work with four lines is easy for me))

Bella climbed through the burnt, charred ruins of her old home. Each scarred board, each chess piece, brought back memories. She pulled on the thick, black ribbon around her neck. Wearing that thing was like being strangled like a really weak person. But, taking it off would raise to many questions. She tripped over a couch leg, falling onto a long, dull, gray-black nail. She pulled it out of her shoulder, wincing slightly at the pain, then it healed back up as if nothing ever happened. The chilly January wind whipped her hair around her face, and she needed to hide the hole in her shirt.
Jacket, jacket... Where was the coat closet again?
She wondered to herself, clamoring through the rubble until she found her coat. The soft, canvas, army-green coat felt warm and familiar in her hands, despite the frigid air. She slid her thin, pale arms into the sleeves and pulled her shoulder-length, dark blonde hair out of the collar. She pulled it close to her, sheltering herself from the wind, and sighed. Eventually, she would have to move on and find somewhere to stay.
No time like the present.

Jason looked at the charred remains of what must have once been a glorious town. "so much destruction in so short a time" he said aloud to himself. He had begun to wonder, if perhaps he was the last living human on earth. he walked into the town, towards the large shopping mall that seemed to be mostly intact. He paid little attention to the buildings, or the one girl who walked among the ruins of one nearby. He had long since given up any hope of finding companionship. He hoped that in the mall there would be food. it had been over a week since he had acquired a decent meal.

Bella walked at a leisurely pace through the ashes and rubble, blinking in surprise when she saw the town's mall still seemed to be intact.
Wow. I guess the world if full of surprises.
She made her way across the ash-covered plane toward shelter, the ice-cold, bitter winds nipped at he cheeks, making them turn a chapped red. She tripped a few times: that was how things usually happened for her. She was the tortoise: slow and steady, never escaping without a few bumps and bruises. When she finally got inside, it almost felt like the heating unit in the building still functioned, but she knew that it was just where there wasn't wind chill inside. She shook the ashes out of her hair and took her coat off, determined to find a pair of pants that fit her small, frail, thin body.

Jason wandered into the abandoned mall from a different entrance then bella. "i hope the camping supplies are still intact" he muttered as he made his way inside. sure enough, several dozen heatlamps lay still in their boxes. he managed to recover enough batteries to last them several years and turned them on at different parts of the store. this would be his home now, since the heatlamps would be his only salvation from the winter. he started to gather various other objects that would be usefull, a rifle used for hunting, good for killing beasts, a propane stove, an air matress, a lamp and a tent. he would make his own shelter here. he just needed some blankets and he would be set. before he set out though, he patched up the holes in the walls and made it so that it was airtight. only the front entrance remained open. he would have to find something to close it with later.

Bella clamored over a knocked-down bed in JC Pennies to get to the Juniors department. Someone had sealed all the entrances to the stores and it made it very difficult to get to anything she needed. She muttered curses the entire way over there and was scraped, bruised, and scratched all over by the time she got to a rack of jeans that ever had the slightest possibility of carrying a size 0, short. And when she looked, she sighed in knowing defeat. A size 0, but not short. If she could sew, then she could just hem them up herself, but it wasn't something anyone could have taught her, so she put them under her arm anyway. Maybe she could find some safety pins and roll them up.
Her stomach growled loudly and she groaned rather loudly herself, kicking a rack over, causing it to clatter on the tile floor. She didn't care. No one was alive to hear it anyway.

Jason didn't hear the clatter of metal over the sizzle of his gas stove. he was sitting inside the outdoors deparment, cooking up some hotdogs and pizza he had recovered from the food court. there was enough food in this mall to last a few years for a dozen people. he had dragged in a slushie maker as well as a few battery-operated minifridges to store some food so he didn't have to forage at every meal. he had grabbed some tools from the store next door and was trying to fix the slushie machine. he was very warm within his heatlamp-warmed store.

Bella sighed, smelling the scent of food on the air.
I'm loosing my mind...
Bella tossed her head back, looking straight up, then screamed loudly to alleviate some of the stress. "I'M LOOSING MY EVER-LOVIN' MIND!!" she yelled.
Bella rubbed her temples then went to a dressing room to change. It only took her a second, and she looked fresh and clean once again.
Stupid end of the world... It's driving me insane. I'm a natural-born chatterbox. I need people to talk to in order to survive.

jason paused when he heard the scream. he felt a wrench hit him in the head. he had dropped it in surprize when he heard a voice. With that he screamed out the longest stream of swear words he had ever uttered. which for him only amounted to six words. he rubbed the lump on his head and looked at the slushie machine. "this stuff had better be good" he muttered. his food still cooked, filling the mall with the heavenly scent of food. he wondered if he was fixing the machine right. he hadn't ever tried fixing somethng like this before.

The smell persisted, and Bella continued to question her sanity. How could she be smelling food? Not only had most of it rotted by now, but no one was around to cook it to where she could smell it.
"STUPID! STUPID BELLA!" She shouted at the top of her lungs, banging her head against the wall with every syllable.
If anyone were here, they would have to think I was crazy...
She sighed, her forehead still resting on the wall, then slid down to where she was on her knees. She groaned softly, then muttered something along the lines of "I should have died with everyone else".

Jason was glad that the freezer system here still worked. It had kept most of the food fresh in this mall. He heard the voice and banging, for sure this time. he stood up from his work and followed the noise. he noticed the girl and walked up behind her just about the time she muttered her sentense. "I've often felt the same way. Yet we survived." he said quietly. he watched her with a curious expression, tapping her shoulder gently. "if you want I have a shelter set up that you are welcome to share with me" he said knowing full well she was likely freezing.

When Jason tapped her shoulder, Bella jumped with surprise. The words were comforting, though she didn't even know the name of the one who said them. She turned around and stood up at the same time, sort of spiraling up to her full five feet facing Jason. Her green eyes were full of shock, surprise, and relief, though the rest of her face betrayed no emotion. Her eyes always had been very expressive. Bella looked Jason over, then held her left hand in her right one. "I-I thought I was the only one left."
She couldn't help but reach up and touch the ribbon on her neck, pulling the bow to the back. Indeed, she was freezing, and her fingertips were a light shade of blue as well as her lips. One could only guess that her toes were blue as well.