March 5, 2016
64. FAHIM NURU
Cairo, Egypt, Earth (Core Reality); Late 21st Century
Power Rating: 1 – 100
POWERS, ABILITIES, WEAPONS & TOOLS
Fahim possesses super intelligence as well as several enhanced physical attributes attained through alien gene-splicing.
My name is Captain Noble. I am a superhero working for the US Government. This is an excerpt from my journal.
Year 11, Day 28
For 48 hours, I probed the underworld of Platinum City looking for any leads to find Ramses’ location. My recent CIA intel indicated The Pharaoh was joining forces with Edgar Lockhart. That information combined with the mention of Lockhart Holdings in the journal I found at the Syrian base as well as what Spliff, Yayo and Paradise told me, all made me pretty certain he was here. I could not know for sure though until I laid eyes on him. Ramses is not only proving to be incredibly dangerous and powerful in his dealings, but also incredibly difficult to track down. A fact that is wearing my sanity thin. Fortunately, I have found a unique, yet, incredible ally: the Iga Clan.
As I made my way through back alleys and called in every favor I had in Platinum City, I was finally pointed in the right direction. I was told by my informant that the Iga Clan were rumored to be on a mission to bring down Edgar Lockhart pertaining to a blood feud they have with a Japanese Yakuza family. I did not concern myself with the details surrounding that, only with what I needed to do to procure their aid. So, I walked into Danzo’s Temple with the expectation of discussing things further. However, when I arrived, all I saw was a Buddhist temple with a few sparse individuals praying and others attending to sick homeless people.
WEIGHT: 179 lbs.
I searched up and down, but did not find anything in the Temple. Then, I remembered my informant’s instructions. They told me I needed to approach the attending monk on sight and mention how I would like to “interface with the divine for prayer”. When I did this, I was directed to a private meditation room. Moments later, I felt the cold steel of a katana on my jugular. Despite the enhanced density of my skin, I could tell this blade had special qualities that could possibly pierce me. A ninja had stealthily appeared behind me and had me at their mercy.
In a mysterious voice, I was told I had 15 seconds to state my business before I would be killed. I concisely explained how I was seeking Ramses Hondo in order to apprehend him and bring him to justice. The weapon was pressed harder against my neck drawing blood, and I was told I have 10 more seconds to live. I quickly continued that I was looking to catch Ramses because I believed he was going to join forces with Edgar Lockhart for global distribution of alien hybrid technology and weapons, creating the potential for World War III to erupt. The sword was slowly removed from my neck, but by the time I turned around to look at my would-be assassin, they were gone. Then, the mirrors in front of me ceased reflecting any images and out from behind them walked the Iga Clan’s master hacker, Interface.
After a few moments of feeling one another out, we came to a common accord and basic level of trust. And I came to the conclusion that this may be one of the most calculating and intelligent women I’d ever encountered. We discussed my theory on Edgar and Ramses joining forces, as well as the Clan’s belief that Edgar is involved in numerous illegal and nefarious endeavors. They believe him to be a criminal mastermind that has woven himself deep into the fabric of every influential and substantial organization in the world. Which is why she had been monitoring his foreign diplomatic relations while performing a plethora of other highly illegal yet incredibly impressive surveillance and hacking campaigns.
I need her to share their intel, so I naturally decided to ignore the illegality of her actions. We have a common enemy it appears, and I wasn’t going to let the bureaucracy of why my work to stop the world’s villains was any more legal than what the Iga Clan has been doing. The collaboration actually only fueled my desire to form a team of heroes even more. The Iga Clan are incredibly efficient and organized. Their abilities are second to none, and having an ally such as Interface or their enigmatic god-like leader, Danzo, would be a huge addition to my endeavors. Nevertheless, I digress. That is a different conversation for a different time.
It just so happened to be my lucky day that Interface was able to track one of Ramses’ elite soldiers, Fahim Nuru, to the Egyptian embassy in Platinum City. It was my first solid lead in ages. So I thanked Interface and told her I owed the Iga Clan a favor, then turned to go. However, before I could leave, she said I could repay them immediately by wearing an earpiece with a recording device so they can share in any intelligence I obtain. I gladly obliged.
Fahim Nuru has been a member of Ramses’ elite forces since the reformation of The Pharaoh’s separatist group after he obtained the weapons and documents from his parent’s laboratory. He specialized in espionage intelligence, linguistics and foreign relations. As a member of Ramses’ outfit though, Fahim was also a fierce combatant trained fully in the multiple facets of the art of warfare. He hailed from Cairo, Egypt and grew up a top student, finishing at the head of all his classes. His genius level intelligence, combined with his expertise in foreign and diplomatic policy along with being able to speak virtually any language, were all reasons why Ramses recruited him. Fahim also had completed basic military training during his H.S. years. He would later receive further training after joining Ramses’ forces under The Pharaoh’s tutelage. In short, Fahim is no one to take lightly. According to the CIA’s profile on him, he has enhanced physical capabilities as well. How he achieved them is unknown.
I arrived just as Fahim was leaving the Egyptian embassy. As their caravan weaved in and out of Platinum City’s traffic, they eventually arrived at a remote factory. After a minute or so, I witnessed Edgar Lockhart exiting the building with none other than Ramses’ representative in Platinum City, Ashtar, along with my target, Ramses Hondo. The three conversed with Fahim out front. The earpiece Interface equipped me with enabled me to focus on a particular audible sound, mark it as a signature, and then listen to it from incredible distances. I registered all of their voices and my ninja partner began recording the conversation on secured servers. Unfortunately for me, they used a language I have never heard before. Fahim, Ramses and Ashtar spoke it fluently as Edgar listened through an earpiece of his own – most probably a translator. It sounded as if it may be an alien dialect, presumably the one Ramses mastered before he was transported by the aliens to their home.
Listening to them speak this unidentifiable language did absolutely nothing for the Iga Clan’s mission against Edgar or my mission to apprehend Ramses. Therefore, I decided to just take The Pharaoh right there and then, and get my answers later. I flew down, crashed through the armed guards and began running towards my target. However, Ashtar unleashed hellacious, incredibly destructive firepower from an alien hybrid weapon. A blast aimed directly at my head forced me to kick up a manhole cover from the street, which I used to deflect the blast. The force completely flattened the metal shield and knocked me about 10 feet backwards. Luckily for me, Ashtar was firing like a madman and not concentrating on aim too much. After I recovered, I was able to seek refuge behind a massive tanker. That is when I witnessed him hop in a car and speed off right behind the SUV with Ramses, Fahim and Edgar inside of it. I immediately gave chase, but was shot again with another blast from an alien hybrid weapon. It was much less powerful than the one Ashtar wielded, nevertheless, it hurt like crazy. As I stood to my feet, I realized there was another of Ramses elite soldiers there ready to do battle…