Jane Donovan - Atlanta, Georgia - Her Apartment to the Sorority House

"Ah this will be fun." Jane laughed as she left in her car, revenge felt sweet, there was nothing more fun then seeing the fear in someone's eyes knowing they'd be killed. The power rush she gained from seeing someone helpless, and about to die was a pleasure that couldn't be matched by anything else.

The only things that came close where drugs, and sex. It wasn't long before she got to where she wanted to be. Her drug dealers house, and not just any drug dealer one of the most lucrative drug dealer she knew in Georgia, he stayed in Buckhead where some of the more wealthy people in Atlanta resided. This guy was annoying, and only let her pick up if she had at least 200 dollars. She had a smug look on her face as she went to the door and rung the door bell. It wasn't long before someone came to the door and let her in and Jane smiled." I'm trying to cop a zip..can I see King"

She hadn't this man's nick name, and the guard nodded escorting her upstairs where the smell of freshly lit marijuana was heavy, going into King's room was like entering a virtual hotbox but she basked in the smell. "Hey King" she said smilling seeing King was smoking with two barely dressed women counting lots of money, and putting marijuana and cocaine in baggies.

"You here to bullshit or something? If you not tryna do me no favors...then bounce..unless you actually have cash, see these bitches right here they don't got no mother fucking guap but they know how to move that jaw yeah..you feel me haha, alright Jane I'm just fucking witcha you got some cash sometimes..what you want some weed, honestly...as much as you smoke..and you not selling..might as well try some blow Jane, shit's fucking A1"

Jane grimaced..King knew her story about why she didn't induldge in the booger sugar yet always tried to insist, probably because he wanted to get another good looking cokewhore to run drugs from him and have sex with him for drugs neither of which she was interested in. "I'll have to decline King, you know about my moms...my stepdad..me and coke..just don't agree."

"I've been reading about you Jane, in the news..you know..whenever someone buys alot of drugs I do my research make sure they ain't jammed up. Your interesting..ya know...your mom Ellen Donovan she's quite the character....got pregnant by one of the most well connected politicians in New York, moved more blow then some guys I know, and manages to snag up a coke head who's fucking rich..and functional. Her life was pretty sweet..I mean till you stabbed the guy in the head like holy fuck..that's some gangster shit, but your a shitty daughter.. like I thought I made my mom mad..fighting my dad you straight up stabbed this dude..like jesus " King laughed as he had one of the girls hand him a tray and did two bumps of coke.

Jane bit her lip and looked at King with rage." So you did your research hmm? You really had to do all that fucking snooping tho, you know I'm not a fucking narc.."

"Shit I guess your just too much of a pussy to take a bump then..shit my dad and my brother addicted to yay, but I do it just fine on occassin, some of just weak, anyway since I hurt your feelings..how about 10 dollars off the zip...I know you need every little dollar your junkie ass can get, probably to get you some pills." King laughed talking down on her for her pill addiction, and tossed her an ounce of weed which Jane caught." Alright enough staring cough up the money bitch..or toss the sac..I don't wanna play games, unless you like dodge ball with bullets..."

"Oh...well ..that's okay...I have money..but I just wanted to tell you something...you little prick. I killed my stepfather because he put his hands on me..and let's just say he wasn't trying to give me a hug.....I was only fifteen..I didn't want to be a victim so I put a knife in his head. I."

"Wow really so just because your step dad wanted some wet wet you killed the guy giving your mom money, shit..I'm glad your not my daughter..I don't care about the sob story, though do you have money for the fucking weed or not."

"Actually..I have something better then money,." Jane smiled focusing on King and suddenly it seemed he vanished from thin air. The girls eyes widened in shocked and Jane rolled her eyes waving her hands as they "vanished" too. At first she thought that was her ability to make things dissapear, or perhaps disintegrate. Disintegrate was so much better to her it echoed of destruction, unfortunately she'd only used this ability on one person before she knew what it did. It was likely they died considering the primary effect of her ability, and she walked over to the miniature woman on the bed and sat down on them killing them as she reached for King and grabbed a razor blade the women had used to chop up the coke.

"WHAT THE FUCK!?!!!"

"I don't even feel like explaining this to you, just know I'm taking all your drugs, thank you King, I'll be sure to enjoy them." Jane used the razor blade and sliced King's body in half, then focused on him allowing him to regain normal size, as she sat up and grabbed a bag laying around and miniaturized the ounce of weed, she spotted a couple more ounces and reduced them in size to put them in the bag. She realized this was a drug traffickers dream ability, and then looked at the bloody small crushed remains of the woman's bodies. She decided there was no point re-enlarging them, King's body however she wanted to be seen cut in half..she wanted everyone to see what happened to him.

She was going to have plenty of weed to consume, and she made her way downstairs. "Time for some fun." "Toodles boys, oh your boss is been disposed..ransack the house for anything you want."

"What the fuck are you." Before they could use their weapons Jane focused on the weapons reducing them to the size of tooth picks and smiled then looked at them." Step out of my way..that's what I can do to the guns imagine what I can do you, only reason I'm even thinking about letting you live as I want you to see what happened to your boss..if you wish to argue..then go ahead..I'll be happy to show you what pain is." The men looked scared, and got out of her away and Jane flashed them a smile." Thanks so much, enjoy your robbery, there's plenty of nice stuff here." Jane walked past them with joy and went to her car then pulled off.

Turning on the radio she was met with some pleasant news, apparently a super powered rumble took place in some college aparments near Georgia State leaving many injured but none dead sadly enough but the whole world was talking about the existence of super-humans." People know about us..now huh.."Jane had a sly grin on her face..she herself hadn't met any other people with powers at least to her knowledge, and she wondered how long they'd been around.

It wasn't long before she was back at her place, resizing her ounces of weed, and getting to smoking it to ease her mind and concoct plans to work on getting better with her powers and having fun at the same time. She had been following the story of this super strong mass murderer with joy, the city was terrified of him the cops didn't know what to do. That was the type of person she wanted to meet, another person with powers who didn't seem to have a regard for human life. She'd had many men in her life but none of them could rip cops apart with their bare hands, leave people terrified, and have bullets bounce off their body.

She had thought the extent of her own power at first was just making things small, but she was learning much much more, and wondered if this other man was similar. Hmm I gotta meet him, but he could do much better....I mean the scale, the performance, the fear..there's just so much to be done, I think I could be a much better...villain still..I do want to meet him, two heads are better then one..after all then there coldn't be a 69.

She'd finally decided on what she was going to do, she was going to show Atlanta, America, the world what a real super powered menace was, and at the same time she wanted to find this guy. She had no idea who he was, his MO besides being a bad ass, but she knew one way to do it. She'd never liked the idea of masks or dressing up but she had a better idea. She'd gotten a black wig and put it on her head, as well as some shades, and applied some purple lipstick to her lips. Finally she decided to dress in all black. Black pants, a black short sleve t shirt, and of course her shades before putting on a black jacket.

The weather had been a little crazy lately, but she felt like the jacket added to her little costume. "Oh this will be fun." She decided as she put out the third blunt she'd smoked in the past hour and a half while going through her wardrobe to put together a uniform of sorts. "ahh...now I'm ready to have some fun and find the one." She said replying to the masked killer he'd caused quite the ruckus downtown, and she wondered where to start.

She hadn't exactly mastered her abilities, but she'd been learning other applications for them. Besides King, her dealer who shorted her, and the guy who'd given her an std she'd killed seventeen students at Georgia State for fun. She'd selected them at random, used her power on them, kidnapped them, experimented with them, then killed them in different ways. She'd always been interested in how much you could pu a person through, and frankly this was the best science project she'd ever engaged in. She was prepared to go out, and have some fun.

She went over to her desk where she'd rolled about seven blunts and put them in her side pocket on her pants. Then went on her laptop she'd been reading various articles about the numerous murders that had taken place..as well as articles about the super strong bullet proof masked killer. One thing that was interesting to her was the connection the story had to a convicted drug dealer Devon Williams all the victims were in one way or another tied to him and his brother Jace Williams was now wanted for questioning in connection for the murders, and had a warrant for his arrest. She wondered what relationship the William brothers might have to the killings it was stupid to think there was none if every victim was tied to Devon's death. Maybe Devon or Jace could have powers she thought or perhaps someone who had similar enemies..or perhaps someone related to them.

It was plenty of stuff to think about, and it gave her plenty of ideas for what she wanted to do. "Alright Clyde, get ready to meet Bonnie, we're gonna have a-lot of fun." Jane said aloud as she closed her laptop and left her place.

All around her on campus in the hallways people were talking about the super powered fight in the city, Luke getting beat up by the masked robber. That's the same guy who shorted..me..before fuck him..I like this guy even better. She was ready to have some fun and start messing with the world. The missing seven teen students had quite the buzz on campus but it got ignored with the fact that people were literally having superhuman fights downtown.

She reached into her pocket, and took out a phone. It was from her dealer, she'd gotten him to cough up the password before she burned him alive. She was off campus before she called 911 off the phone and awaited an answer." Hello 911, what's your emergency."

"Nothing much..listen you know those seventeen missing students, I know where they went, well there in Hell I presume pieces of shit. But I just wanted to let you know that I killed them. The reason for fun, now listen to this..I'm going to kill a-lot of people not just at Georgia State, but all over Atlanta, maybe all over Georgia, maybe even the country. My name..I dunno what ever the media decides to label me that's all the fun you know, that guy all over the news the super strong guy killing people? Well..guess what..I'm his bitch, a bad bitch, and compared to what he's doing I'm going to be tame. Anyway just wanted to let you know a-lot of people are going to die today, tomorrow, everyday, and you can't do a damn thing to stop any of us with powers..enjoy your day." She hung up and dropped the phone on the ground stepping on it several times.

Luckily besides her phone, she still had her fuck buddy's phone too as well as other people she killed and planned to use it for her next call. Jane decided it was time to put some fear behind her actions that she'd delivered to the Atlanta Police Department. It was time to cause some ruckus, and have some fun.

She began her stroll, and ended up at a sorority house..one which had chosen not to accept her. "Ah this will be fun." She walked up to the front door and knocked a few times. In a few minutes a girl came and opened the door. "Uh what the fuck do you want? We're not letting new people join?"

"Oh never mind I was just interested, I mean you girls are just so cool..after all."

The door was slammed in her face and Jane scowled beneath the shades. She decided to have some fun after all, and focusing on the house infront of her began reducing it in size until it was below her knee. With a smile she kicked through the miniature house no doubt ending the lives of anyone caught in the blow then stepped on the house violently several times destroying the house and probably killing almost everyone inside. She could hear screaming from the people in the miniature house as she tore it apart, then she stepped back focusing on the house and enlarging the destroyed home to regular size. It was a truly magnificent site to see the sorority house destroyed, blood oozing out the front door.

"Now that was good fun." She heard a wail of pain coming from within the destroyed house perhaps someone had survived her stomps of death. Even better. She took out another phone to call 911. "Hello Officers, just wanted to report a mass murder...oh yes I did it myself with my super powers, almost everyone is dead, seems like there's one survivor, feel free to check it out or not..plenty of bodies inside..anyone in the sorority house when I fucked up is surely dead. I left a call earlier telling you I'd kill lots of people, this is just..the beginning...good bye." She hung up and shrunk and stepped on the phone before walking away this was going to be lots of fun.

As she was walking away she heard sirens wailing in the distance, and police cruisers pulling up to the wrecked house, opening the front door she saw a cop stumble back and even from this distance she could see two girls one of which had slammed the door on her their bodies mangled, skull crushed, body flattened, and blood pouring everywhere. Oh yes..I'm going to make the news soon enough. Jane laughed as she decided she'd see the rest of her work on the news soon enough and walked off to continue her fun while sparking up one of her rolled blunts.

In between going from the hospital to his home with Allen, Kieran recieved multiple texts then a call came in befor ehe could read the texts. Kieran looked at who was calling and apologized to Allen, stating how he had to take this call. Kieran answered, still putting on airs for Allen and using a boston accent and different talking style. "Hey hey yea wow can't believe you callin me. Whats up?"

On her end, Cori narrowed her eyes in concern. "Kieron? What's with the accent, can you talk now?" she asked, her own voice momentarily deepened as she expelled the cigarette smoke from her lungs.

"Yea yea yea no yea we good man. I tried calling you earlier, you straight up ignored me. You get my message though?"

She hesitated in continuing, but she supposed that if he insisted everything was fine, she could go on. "Yes, I was...busy," she explained. "You said there was a fight in the city. It's been happening all over. What'd you find?"

Kieran laughed slightly. "Doll you know I am always good on my word. But I got sidetracked. I went to visit a friend in the hospital. You may know him actually the guy that was on tv all day? The guy who lost. Yea real sad stuff, but he is gonna be fine. I swear though Ive known this guy for awhile, and to me he has always been smart. Sometimes too smart, like a mind reader you know?"

As Kieran spoke, Cori set the cigarette onto an improv ashtray--the keyboard wire held its burning end off the table--and pulled up a browser to check the local news. Sure enough, there was a lot happening in Atlanta. She sighed, eyeing a story about a strange attack by men in black--assumed government officials--on a couple of fugitives, but the headliner was exactly what Kieran was hinting at: superhuman strength clashed with some sort of...telepathy? "I liked that Popeye's," she commented sadly. "Sorry about your friend..." She paused, squinting at a photo of the wanted man: the outfit was familiar, and he was just the right height. Dread set in. "I think I recognize his assalaint," she added, picking up the cigarette to take another drag.

"Yea well that makes one of us sista. Dont know anything about the guy who went ape shit on Luke, and honestly he seems like one demonic sum bitch. Scares the hell out of me that I dont know anything about. I mean generally, like if he is prone to randomly attacking. But enough about that dumb stuff, what about you? You hear from that agency yet? The one we read about?"

Cori paused as she documented the news stories for her growing case. And she pursed her lips at his questions, the long and violent day replaying in her mind. She might've hesitated too long, but cleared her throat and said, "Yeah, they contacted me directly, actually. I've decided I'm not a fan, but their rates are killer." A nervous laugh, another cough as she cleared her thoat. "Man, I'm looking at the news, and I gotta say: things are going to be changing. You'll need to be careful with all these freaks out there."

Kira cleared his throat. She made a joke? freaks? Something is going down on her side. And he didnt know what. "I told you if the agency contacted you, you need to call me. I wanna be there for you ya know?" Kieran chuckled then. "So stop worrying about the news, you have your career and a good life. No sense getting mixed up in all that nonsense. But I promise I will take extra care to be safe while your away. Oh by the way, I bet you I can guess something about you!"

Her eyebrows knitted together and she took a moment to glance at the phone. What was he playing at? "Oh?" she prompted, waiting.

"No no, this is a game. Name the stakes."

Cori sighed into the phone, supposing she'd have to humor him. "A pack of Camels."

Kieran laughed. "Those will kill you. Fine. I think you tried looking at my profile online but couldnt find it."

"What? No, I--" she looked around, back at the window. When no one was there, she clicked, pulling up his tab to close out of it. "You think I'm that nosy?"

"Ah my mistake then. Was sooo sure you tried searching me on the net. And you sounded very convicning just now. Well, doesnt matter. A little hint, I dont go online often. But I hang around people who do. Ive told you some stories about me, and my friends last time we talked remember? try looking that up and you will be to find more than nothing, less than a decent amount."

She was taken off guard, she was too flustered. He knew. Cori felt her cheeks flush in embarressment. "I can only imagine," she grumbled, sinking into her seat and taking one last much needed drag. "Are we done?"

Kieran laughed again, and this time it was a genuine honest to gods laugh."Yea I'll talk to you later. Come by tomorrow night and you pick up your pack of camels."

Cori didn't hang up right away, but there was a pause. "I'm not sure about tomorrow. I was serious that things are about to change. Be careful."

""Yea no you're coming over tomorrow. If things are gonna get busy, then you might as well take one night to relax. I'll make dinner, you can smoke, it will be fun." Kieran then hung up. He pocketed his phone and talked to Allen. "Sorry about that man, like really sorry man. Crazy bitches huh?"

Grace cursed under her breath as a new news report flashed up on her monitor. Switching her character to automatic, Grace hit the button to unmute herself in the call. "Lucy, there's been an attack on an apartment building. I'm sending you the newsreel now, and directions to get there, along with a picture of the guy you're looking for, Jace Williams. Be careful, his powers make him unbelievably strong and durable."

Lucy could not believe what she had gotten herself into. What did this lady want her to do? Kill the guy? Could she even do it? She sighed and decided she'd at least check it out. "Alright I'll check it out." She had felt vengeful against the man herself but she had not planned on attacking right away. After hanging up the phone, she began viewing the newsreel and stared in astonishment. Was that Luke? She clicked his name on her phone and began viewing his texts. "Oh God..." She hoped Luke would be okay. Someone had to do something about this and she was starting to feel like if some random lady was calling her to do it, then there must have been no one else who could do this. Lucy just hoped she could do something to stop this man without getting herself killed or having to kill him.

After hanging up the phone, she began following the directions to the area. Once there, she parked her car and did a quick scope of her surroundings, craning her head. There were still cops everywhere and there was an entire SUV hanging out of Luke's apartment. It was just like the house she had just seen. "Jesus Christ."She whispered under her breath, taking a few steps back.

Jace just wanted to be left alone; he wanted to make amends. Killing all these people was something he wanted to do, but it wasn't something he had to do. Now not only did he just have a warrant but police suspected he was connected to a series of murders. "Fuck." If he wasn't careful he'd end up prison just like Devon. Right now he needed to go back to his car, and like a dumb ass he'd parked fairly close to Luke's place. He was pissed about Tamara, and when it came to people messing with his sister he didn't think straight.

"Fuck." He sighed and began heading back towards his car. He made his way over to the parking lot and saw another car parked near his and shook his head." Who the fuck would come over here..after the shit I did..." Jace thought seeing all the cops everywhere, it was funny none of them recognized him without his mask on. He was walking over to the scene to check it out when he heard some girl say something "Heh Jesus ain't have nothing to do with this, this is some Hercules shit, Samson if we're sticking with the Bible," Jace remarked off hand to Lucy before remembering he had a warrant out for his arrest and it didn't bode well to be next to all these cops especially without his mask on and he decided to turn to head towards his vehicle unaware that Lucy knew who he was.

Lucy stole a glance at the speaker through the rear view mirror. She didn't have to look at the picture a second time to recognize him. She kept a nonchalant expression on her face, knowing if he caught on to the fact she knew him it'd be bad news. "Yeah, you're right. This is so crazy I just had to see it for myself. It feels like we're living in the Twilight Zone lately huh?" She casually replied. She debated internally whether she should get out of the car or not and finally decided that she didn't want to be in the next vehicle he threw into a building. She got out of the car but didn't make a move to go closer to Jace. "Nice to meet you, I'm Lucy." She greeted him with a smile.

Jace was ready to get out of there but he wasn't gonna ignore this girl, after all she was pretty attractive. Something about her was strange. He could have sworn he'd seen her before. "What you mean about all the shit going on, people talking about super powers and shit it's fucking crazy? I didn't wanna believe this bullshit but i mean come on there's an SUV in bruh's apartment, some Superman motherfucker was responsible." Jace spoke with some pride knowing that he was the one responsible. He wanted to get out of there but the woman introduced herself, and he sighed. Women were his weakness. "Shit. Nice to meet you, I'm Jace." He wanted to slap himself mentally but then again he hadn't given her his full name and that's when he raised an eyebrow, "Hey...I think I've seen you before, you ever worked on the news?" He thought, racking his brain to see what he could remember.

"You're right. It's really hard to believe." Lucy agreed, "But you know, I don't think superman went around damaging property. Whoever did this definitely has the strength of superman but don't you think there's so many good things they could do with it instead? I think if I had a superpower, I'd want to help people like superman, not add more suffering to an already horrible world." She put her arms behind her back casually, pacing a bit away and acting like she was getting a closer view of the building. "Hey Jace. Cool name. Yeah I did work on the news a bit actually... Maybe someone was really angry they didn't buy the car they wanted and decided to just chuck it."She drew off into a joke. She was pretty good at changing the topic when need be.

Jace didn't care about her little spill about justice and what not. To him people like that didn't have hard lives in the first place they couldn't relate to the rage he felt. "Well..If you saw that movie Man of Steel Superman did fuck up half of Metropolis fighting Zod and all them other super motherfuckers, but I'm just being a smart ass it wasn't intentional." He quipped looking back on the best superman movie made. "Yeah you look like someone I dun seen before..wait! I got it..tell me I'm wrong but you that same girl ohhh hell yeah you her..They was talking about yo ass..Everything you said about the weather was on point like that it was gonna be hot as fuck, then snowing the next day..and motherfuckers claiming you hit some dude with a fucking lightning bolt." Jace rolled his eyes at the last part. He'd seen the video and he'd hoped to see a genuine super person but it looked fake.

"That's a fair point." Lucy replied. She paused, listening to him. It took a lot of effort not to let herself show fear but she managed to keep the act on. However, then she realized that he probably didn't want to make another public spectacle, especially so close to the cops and other people. "You kinda also look like the guy who did this. Funny his name was also Jace."She said calmly, letting the cat out of the bag as she made eye contact with him. "That was all me and that video was real. I can prove it to you and all but I think you might believe me when I tell you that I can control the weather. It's hard for me to even believe lately to be honest. "

Lucy quickly tried to think of what else to say to diffuse the tension. She suppressed the urge to start twirling a lock of her hair and leaned against her car instead. "You must feel kinda separate from everyone else being able to do this kind of thing and maybe that's why it feels easier to do these things."She told him lightly. "You don't seem like you were the murdering type before this all started happening so why do all this?" She asked genuinely. "What's the point?"

Jace didn't expect the conversation to take the twist and turn it did. Sure he recognized her from the news, and the incident being talked about but he doubted it was real. "Jace.."He'd had a mask on the whole time so the fact that she just called him out and knew who he was was a bit unsettling. He'd been a bit reckless however, but still. He wanted to know how maybe she knew Luke, maybe someone just figured him out he'd been drunk and high during most of the murders and he wasn't the most careful person sober. "All big and brave with all these damn cops, and your lightning bolts huh." After seeing Luke's powers, he didn't want to doubt this lady and end up picking a fight with Storm.

"I mean shit if you wanna prove it to me then make it snow right now, you sound like yo ass at least think you can do the shit so either you can or you crazy I don't give a damn. I'm more concerned with what you know bout me or at least what you think you know. I ain't tryna fucking hurt people, except a few folks the people that fucked up me and my brother's life. Yeah we was in the wrong legally...but these motherfuckers went the extra mile to give us the absolute worst punishment, and then this shit happens of course imma fuck em up!" He looked at her and rolled his eyes. "If I feel seperate from people it's not cause of whatever the fuck's been happening since that storm...it's cause of how society tossed me and my family to the curve like were trash and then we get called monsters just cause we do what we have to survive. Hell I may not have been a killer..before..but I damn sure could have seen myself eventually grabbing a gun and going to try to shoot some of these folks, sides..I'm fucking done. I'm done with this ability, I'm done with the cops, I'm done killing folks, and I'm done with any weird mother fuckers like me..I don't want to be involved in no X Men shit I just wanna chill."

"I'm really sorry to hear you've been treated like that. I can't really relate but I understand how it must feel."Lucy told him with genuine sadness. She knew he was not a person deserving of kindness after all he did but she had trouble not empathizing with people. " But when you kill those who you deem to be bad people, you just become as bad as the person you killed. "

Lucy decided to be more blunt, swallowing her fear, "Honestly, you become an even worse person than them because of all the suffering you've created. You can say you're done all you want but this isn't going to end for you...I'm not just talking about all the cops who are going to be constantly on your tail. If you haven't noticed people are getting really suspicious of all the crazy stuff happening. I'm in the same boat as you considering they think I'm some lightning freak. " She reminded him, "I can't really go rat you out so this is just me trying to stop the killing. Please?"

"Oh sure you said please, I'll just pack my killing bags, and we can go have a barbecue how about it, my place 4 o clock, I'll bust out some Hennessy too unless you're a Vodka type of girl " Jace said with sarcasm and scowled at her. "Ill toss you some brownie points cause at least you admitted you can't relate to half the shit that's happened to me so I'm not gonna bother bitching about it I didn't get stuck with time travel. However what she said had struck a chord normally he'd just try to fight her but he didn't for two reasons. The stuff he unloaded on Cori in the forest was still heavy on his mind, and she was very powerful not someone he needed to pick a fight with when there wasn't a reason too.

"I ain't going lie...That shit..Fucked me up..I was just so mad..like more mad then I ever been before, ever since I been out of jail I been drunk almost everyday drunk, mad, powered up shit don't mix. Your a hero huh, a self righteous motherfucker who knows it all. I see them every night, I relive their murders every day, every time I so much as doze off..for a few seconds..I remember what I did vividly..it's been fucking up my head,..yeah a couple of these people I wanted dead but people that had nothing to do with it....I just got caught up in the moment." I'm living in a hell of my own creation..honestly you the second person today..I been talking too about shit I just don't be saying and I'm not even drunk anymore. Like I said, everyone I wanted dead is dead..now..I just want to be left alone I suggest you do the same thing..it won't be long for the Government moves in and tries to round us all up and stick us in some underground prison to either brainwash us or kill us. I don't plan on being around when that shit happens."

"I'm not a hero. I'm just a confused chick who probably lost her job." Lucy told him earnestly. "I don't even know why I decided to come here but I guess it felt like maybe I was given this power for a reason. There's so many people in the world and we're the ones who got it. Maybe think about that a bit before you decide to give up."

He looked pretty done with everything as he said. She was pretty sure he didn't actually want to kill anyone else but it was unforgivable at this point. It had actually made her happy to hear that what he did haunted him. Lucy wasn't sure how long she should keep at this. She had already texted the number the moment she had arrived that she had him still in a spot for a bit of time now. She wasn't sure she could even trust the random person on the phone. Who knew what their real motives really were.

"The government can try but I think even they must know deep down who the stronger ones are. The world is open to us now and you don't have to be a fucking killer anymore so maybe wake up and take advantage of what you have in a better way before you die with a life full of regret. I know your family would want you to have a much better life than this."

There was no point in trying to get the cops on him because he'd kill them and he could surely break out a jail cell. He was going to need some crazy steel cell or some sort and that wasn't something she could find on short notice. Someone was watching her and trying to use her to dispatch of this man. She had kept him in the same spot for more than enough time.

She had been stalling after-all.

Your move, lady. I've kept him here this long for you. She thought.

"Ohhh.kay..Why the fuck are you worried about a job, you can control the weather. Fuck a job, I didn't want a regular 9-5 before this shit and now I def' don't want one or need one we have fucking super powers." Jace didn't really care for her speech about the powers and being the chosen ones. There was no telling how many people had powers, and what caused them.

"Yeah well....we may think were stronger but..just cause have some special shit popping dosen't mean were untouchable..I thought the same thing." Jace then decided not to delibrate getting poisioned was an educating experience to learn he wasn't as invincible as he thought. "I just told you I'm done killing the shit is mute, maybe it would be better if I could change that shit, re-make my choices, but plenty of killers in jail think the same thing. Only difference between me and them is I can't be put in a cell, shot by a bullet, or put in cuffs. Sooner or later, they're gonna figure out a way to bring us down, and rather then start a war, I'm gonna do what I do best and stay the fuck out their way even if I haven't done a good job so far." Jace didn't see where this conversation was leading him, he'd gotten his revenge well except for the judge but the more he thought about it the less he mattered of all the people who where jjust doing their job he was the one who didn't personally do anything to him or his brother except hand out the sentence. "If that's all you've got to say Storm, then I'm about to bounce, I need to get the fuck out of Georgia, maybe the country."

"You're probably right." Lucy said simply, "It was nice meeting you, Jace." She didn't leave her spot, prepared for something more than just leaving.

Jane Donovan - Atlanta, Georgia - The Chaos Continues

Jane was having fun, she was sure by now the police had gotten her message. Not only that but the destroyed house had attracted attention from more then the responding officers.

She took out her little pouch which had some stuff she shrunk to carry around, the only thing she kept normal sized where her blunts they were of absolute importance and she couldn't risk messing them if they were shrunk. She had some other things some stolen phone charges, some guns she'd taken, and a few other trinkets. After the sorority house murder which was very therapeutic she wanted to make a much bigger impact on the world and had a few ways to do it.

She was singing to herself, as she was approaching her next location this is where things would get interesting. She got an uber and headed further downtown making polite conversation with her uber driver and even giving him a tip after all she hadn't spent any money on weed today.

"Now this will be fun." Jane giggled and decided she needed a better vantage point then where she was for what she was about to do. She was in-front of one of the major hospitals in Atlanta, a big facility, and it was just a busy area all around it. She made her way into a nearby building, a hotel, and got pass the front desk, and decided to take an elevator to the top floor. After getting to the top floor she ended up taking the stairs to the roof and saw that no one was around and looked to see the hospital just two buildings over.

Jane took out her little pouch and took out a gun a sniper rifle to be exact. She put the pouch up and enlarged the rifle to normal size, and brought it up to her face as she layed down on her belly crouched looking at the hospital. "Let the fun begin" Jane had a silencer attached to the rifle but it wouldn't matter, this would be an interesting test of her power. She'd tried something similar with a regular gun but not a sniper rifle.

"Bang" She pulled the trigger and fired at the hospital. It was bad enough to shoot at a hospital, but the way she did it was on a whole other scale. She enhanced the size of the bullet to a boulder and with it's speed it tore through the hospital tearing through people and cutting clean through the building and into a car in the streets below. Jane didn't hesitate and pulled the trigger again this time getting the bullet a bit bigger and causing it to penetrate through the center of the hospital building killing more people and inducing panic as people below suddenly saw two giant bullets tear through the hospital.

"Cops" Jane mused as she saw a two female cops standing by their car near the hospital as they watched what happened. Before they could even spring into action a giant bullet tore through them and the cop car and slammed into a bus stop behind them killing them and few people at the bus stop before lodging into the side walk.

People began screaming looking up into the air for signs of what was happening, and Jane was laughing this was fun indeed. People were scrambling below the ground and some were even running out the hospital. Jane pulled the trigger enlarging this bullet so that was it the size a semi truck and it tore through the crowd of people in the streets straight into the front of the hospital killing more people. Sirens were blaring and Jane turned to see two police cars in the distance and pulled the trigger sending forth a bullet then enlarging it watching as it tore through the police cars and five other cars in traffic killing more people as it lodged into the road.

By now chaos was around, and she decided to fire two more enlarged rounds into the hospital damaging the building and killing more people. She heard whirring blades, and knew it was about time to get out of there. A News helicopter, and as Jane was about to reduce the sniper and leave she raised it and fired at the helicopter sending forth a fairly large bullet that slammed into the helicopter tearing it in half and causing the halves of the helicopter to rain down into the streets of Atlanta below. "Oh that was fun!!!" Jane screamed she knew she could get creative with her powers but that was exhilarating.

She looked down and saw people screaming, the people that died in traffic, people leaving their cars to run for their lives, the damaged hospital, she could see inside the hospital, survivors from the different points that where hit scared. She put the sniper to her eye to see if there was anything else she wanted to hit and then she saw it a Mcdonalds nearby. She had bad memories of Mcdonalds, her mother always had money but gave her crap food. She fired a bullet and made this one big watching as it tore through the roof of mcdonalds destroying a quarter of the fast food franchise, then as people were about to flee she fired her final shot enlarging the bullet watching as it tore through the Mcdonalds and into the parking lot wiping out a couple cars and some people approaching the Mcdonalds before lodging into the road.

Jane reduced the sniper in size and took out her pouch to pocket it. She got up and looked down at the city, the Mcdonalds wiped out, alarms blaring from the damaged cars, the damage she did to the hospital, to the streets, and best of all the giant bullets lodged into various places. After basking into the sounds of people's suffering, feeling pure joy at the symphony of pain and suffering in the streets below. She headed back into the stairwell, and made her way to the elevator. It seemed she was only one, she heard panic from people in the hallways, apparently people in buildings near the hospital had seen what happened and many were evacuating the premises, she did mor then just kill people she'd induced panic, this felt equally as good as wiping out the sorority house even though none could spectate those girls brutal deaths.

This was even better because even though they didn't personally know the cause they'd surely attribute to giant bullets coming out of nowhere to powers, now she just wanted people to know it was her or rather the persona she was potraying. Come on masked super boy, your gonna wanna get all up in me after seeing the damage I'm doing. She was excited as the elevator doors opened up and she emerged in the lobby, and headed outside, she wanted to see what the news was saying.

Julia parked at a store a few blocks away from Piedmont Park and walked to it from there. Having only heard about it and seen pictured before she had decided it was time to check it out for herself. She took in the view as she mad her way to the park, she took note of young man tossing a frisbee to his dog on the oak hill, a few joggers on the paths, and a cute couple in the gazebo among her fellow patrons. But overall the park was fairly sparsely populated, likely due in part to the recent string of veritable disasters that had rocked the city. Most people felt safer in their homes. More for me. She thought as she took in the beautiful landscape. Electricity controlling man notwithstanding this was certainly a major highlight of her trip so far.

She thought back to her earlier encounter. Thumbing the over the phone she had been given in her pocket as she walked into a meadowy area of the park filled with trees ranging from magnolias and maples to just about every variety of oak and even some dogwoods and ash. She always felt more at home amongst the trees than she did even at her home. They were stable, always changing, yet still constant. Most of these trees had been there since before she was born, and just as many would be there long after her death. Pumping out oxygen for for the various animals that called this park home, nourishing them and even being a home to some, And now providing shade for me... She thought as she laid down at the base of an old oak and stared up into the sky.

---

Rod smiled and winked at his reflection in the mirror as he turned on his hairdryer to it's maximum setting, the switch's motion was slightly slowed as it's handle covered by a layer of dried up glue. After setting it down he reached for a bottle of glue next to his sink. The label was tarnished and the bottle was itself covered in a layer of it's contents that combined to make the Elmer's School GLue only faintly visible across it's width. He squirted a bit of the white liquid into his other hand before replacing the bottle on the counter. Rod took a deep breath as he rubbed his hands together getting a layer of wet glue across both hands before raising them to either side of his thin strip of hair. It was a process he had done thousands of times before, he brought his glue covered hands together with his hair between and pulled them up until he only held the tips. Deftly he removed his right hand and his left moved into place holding all the raised hair. With his free hand he grabbed the blowing hairdryer and aimed it at the base of the section of hair being held up, slowly going back and forth across it until the heat was too physically painful to bear. Finally he relented and brought it up to the rest of the hair repeating the same motion for just as long. Once he was satisfied, he switched sides drying from the left and holding with the right and the process began again...

A couple hours later Rod had set up at the side of the strip, a top hat and a bottle of lamp oil at his feet. As he spat out streams of flame. Of course he was subtly using his powers to make each blow just that little bit more impressive, and it showed as his hat filled up quite quickly, as amused tourists kept on paying him for the spectacle. He had been there for about an hour when he heard sirens coming down the strip in his direction, he turned his attention towards it and saw the blue and red lights of the police cruiser approaching. And then a moment later they were gone, the sirens still blared, and the car was still speeding to it's destination but the light were no more. He smiled, it wasn't much, but it made him happy.

After Kieran finished his call and apologized to Carter, he focused on driving. It only took a bit more time to arrive at Kierans home, and when they arrived Kieran parked and spoke to Allan before they got out. "Thanks man for letting me drive us. I just prefer being the one behind the wheel ya know? And again sorry about the call." Kieran got out of the vehicle and gestured at the night club/studio apartment above the club. "Me casa es......whatever I dont speak mexican."

"I know you know its called spanish kid" Alan sighed getting out of the passenger seat. the phone call had been interesting. He may have heard only one half of the conversation, but he got enough out of it. The kid was really trying to keep information about himself hidden, which probably bode well for their upcoming dealings if they did not come to blows and then there was that little snipet at the beggining about Luke. Apparently he might have a sort of telepathy. This was of course news to Alan as Luke had never mentioned nor did he ever act as if he could read Alan's mind. Questions for later he supposed. Walking up to the studio apartment Alan declared "Before we get going I am going to need something to refer to you as."

Kieran shrugged and walked past Carter, unlocking the door and walking inside. He made his way over to his desk and sat in his chair and faced Carter. "Just Kyle is fine my main man, dont matter none to me. Call me whatever you want. This place is super private so we can speak freely. Do you have any connections that could get us a list of items such as military grade equipment? Like frequency dampners, eavsdropping equipment, door code hacking equipment? I have a whole list."

Just Kyle? Alan thought as he followed this new partner inside. This guy had no fun with fake names. "Don't patronize me, I have most of that here in Atlanta scattered around. That said i'm not going to tell you where it is till I know why you need it."

"Super easy man listen no listen I swear. We are going to break in to a government facility. Well I mean its government property. They have a security team, and some people do some work, but mainly its just some place a wealthy government employee bought up at an auction. He uses it for his personal use, not sure what, but he also uses it as a storage facility. Now it still is government property, so it has high end security measures. Which is why we wil need dampners, to block communication, door hacking equipment because we wont be able to break door codes on skill alone, and we will need a few more things. and we need it in two days. "

Two days? That wasn't a particularly good sign. Normally He'd stake out a place for longer than that before putting the whole plan together, but now he had to to do this completely in less time than a single stage of a normal heist. Well, except the robbing itself which normally took only a few minutes. Truth be told it got Alan's blood flowing. This was going to be exciting. At the very least his people were already mobalized. "How quietly does this need to get done?"

Kieran shook his head. "Completely my main man. It needs to be so silent, silence takes a lesson from us. These assholes should be too distracted by all the crazy shit happening all over the city to notice us unless we make ourselves noticed." Kira pulled out a folder from his desk and held it out for Carter. "This contains a list of everything we will need. Also in it are the layout plans of the building, guard schedule, and path we will be going."

Alan grabbed the folder and started to skim through everything. "I'm going to need to make some calls" he sighed. "I'll get back to you soon, but if you need me earlier than that call" he ripped a corner off on of the files and scibbled something on it "this number." With that he walked out. First up was Madison. "Hey. Call off everything we've got a big job and a time window of just 48 hours so get everyone to the stagging area and a list of equipment that I will send you in a minute. And the second one was Wash. Alan needed someone to pick him up.

Alan and Julia

While Alan waited for Wash to come by and bring him back to his own car at the hospital Alan decided to call in some muscle in a more or less literal manner. He dialed in the number to the phone he had given to Julia earlier. "Hey. You want to lift the CIA's server?"

Julia was just staring at the clouds floating by when she heard the phone ring. She hadn't expected a call so soon but she was pleased to hear it. She pulled it out of her pocket and up to her, and was promptly completely shocked at the request. "Is that a joke?" she replied.

Alan smiled. Apparently this woman still had some normalcy still in her. He wondered how long that would last. "I told you two important things." Alan held up his hand with two fingers even though there was no way Julia could see them. "One, that it would be worth your while and two, that it would be dangerous. However, yes, I do need you to literally carry a server for me."

Julia sat in silence for a moment as she considered the proposition, on the one hand it would be exciting, on the other she could go to prison for life, and that meant no more trees, no more anything she loved. If she declined though she knew she'd always wonder what might have been. There was just some things she needed to be sure of first. "No one is gonna get hurt right?" Her voice wavered slightly with the question.

"We cannot afford to alert anyone so no. and if shit goes really bad I don't plan on doing anything more than knocking people out." In truth Alan would have been okay with killing everyone in the whole building if necessary, but he'd make an exception if it got him the help he needed. "Any more questions?"

Julia smiled at the reply, it was the best she expected she could get in this situation. But she felt she still had room to negotiate, after all she wasn't going to be paid for this, and she had a curiosity she wanted to clear up. And if she was a betting woman she'd wager he was just the man to do that clearing up for her. "Nah, no more questions, I'll do it on one condition, after we're done I need you to do me a teensy weensy itty bitty small favor, I can promise it won't put you in any danger, or cost you any money, and will only take minutes of your time. If you're the kind of man I think you are you won't even break a sweat. You just have to agree to it ahead of time so I know you won't back out."

Was it not normal for people to just want to get paid for their work anymore? "You know I can just pay you right?" Alan sighed. Julia hadn't proven herself to be an ordinary woman up to this point. "Whatever, what do you want?"

Julia stifled a chuckle. "What use do I have for money? I have everything I need right here!" She gestured to the meadow surrounding her knowing he had no idea what she was talking about. She really didn't want to actually tell him her request. It sounded crazy to her even now without saying it aloud, she wanted to get him to agree to it ahead of time in case he was more morally upstanding than she had thought. "Do you really need to know? I'll say that the only person who could passibly stand to lose anything from it is me." She stopped for a brief moment and decided to ease her request a bit. "Look, just tell me that when we're done you'll listen to my request after, alright? I don't need a promise, I can probably go pay some kid to do it if you won't, I'm just guessing you're ever so slightly more trustworthy and capable."

God damn it. This girl was lucky Alan was on a strict time limit or there was no way he was going to agree to this. "Sure" Alan reluctantly agreed as Wash drove up in a short red car. The thief threw open the door slightly frustrated. Wash opened his mought to speak, but alan just put a finger against the younger man's lips hoping he'd understand this was important. "I agree to take your request when we're done."

Julia sprang off the ground with one superpowered push and landed on her feet, audibly kissing the phone as she did. "You're the best! So, where and when are we doing this?" She asked as she started to jog back towards her Jeep.

"I'm going to to text you the location of a staging area. Be there as soon as you can."

Luke Braxton - Atlanta, Georgia - The Hospital No More!

"Listen Listen! My name is Joe, and I'm telling you some plastered man popped in here grabbed the pizza and BAM! Like Nightcrawler, except he wasn't going for the President, he wanted my pizza! I'm telling you, I've got two other employee's who've seen everything. Listen-"

Luke was laying in the hospital watching the news, everything was crazy. Apparently the owner of Joe's Pizzeria was claiming that a person teleported into his place and stole pizza then vanished. Three weeks ago he'd have been dismissed as crazy by everyone especially Luke, now he was on the news. Whether or not the story was true time would tell, people loved sensation and bullshit. People could make up stories or say anything now to get attention from the media or get themselves out of jam and people didn't know what to do.

He was glad but somewhat surprised that Kieran had stopped by to visit him as well as Alan. He realized he'd never gotten to figure out what Kieran's power was, but he never seemed to use it. Did that mean it was mental in nature like his, something not visible to the naked eye or so dangerous he didn't risk wanting to use it. Both options were a bit unsettling to Luke, and he was one of the few people who's minds he didn't want to fish through if there was no need.

Luke's mom had stopped by earlier to talk to him, and was worried sick. His sister Tanya had dropped by too briefly on her way work this was a mess. He was just getting comfortable on the morphine and about to fall back into a slumber when he heard crying and hands wrapped around him. He opened his eyes as he felt two sets of lips kiss his, and saw Tamara who was hugging him. Oh shit..

"Luke! Oh my god I saw that news, that crazy ass mother-fucker threw SUV's into your apartment oh my god! I'm mad as fuck at you, but I Was so worried baby.." Tamara had tears rolling down her eyes and sliding onto Luke's face as she held him.

Luke didn't think it was possible to feel any worst, but now it was. Not only had he been avoiding her, and partying doing drugs enjoying his powers he'd talked bad about her to Jace which lead to this fight although Jace was messed up in the head." It's ight..I shouldn't have tried to step up that dude I Didn't know he was suped up like that, but he definently could have killed me easily..he just spared me..shit was wild..Tam..I'm sorry about..shit..I ain't even being a hunnid with you I.."

"Ssh..Ssh...it's ight..I mean it's not ight but I'll let it slide..if anything this beating is a lesson if you wasn't out doing dumb shit you coulda been with me, watching Love and Hip Hop ...we could have smoked..too..Hmph!"

"Smoke!" Luke was suddenly animated, he realized he hadn't smoked since before Jace beat him up, and realized that his bong was probably destroyed as a result of the fight getting him mad at Jace all over again. "Damn it when did you start smoking! If you told me you wanted to smoke I'd"

"You'd what don't tell me that's why you been flaking cause I been trying to be sober so yo ass would stop fucking selling these damn drugs! Ugh fucking idiots, all you men fah-real! Luke why can't you see the big picture, look at where this shit got you, you in the fucking hopsital."

"Oh so you think The Increadible Hulk put me here because of an argument about gas, Tamara your being ridiculous." Luke may have gotten himself in the situation but it didn't have anything to do with weed.

"That's not the point I mean ya life in general, like my brother Jace..he's doing the same stupid shit. Dumb ass has a warrant for his arrest, and now there talking about all over the TV how the police are looking to talk to him murder...Jace! I mean he's a dumb ass, but all these killings that's not my brother I know it! But he wanna go on live TV flexing with money that I know he ain't get from no job, and now he's fucked up, all I'm saying is once you get ya self into some mess it's easy to get into some more shit, and even if you ain't part of the other shit its like the boy who cried wolf no one going believe you at that point damn it Luke don't you get what I'm saying."

Luke sighed he was getting Tamara's point and she did make sense. He could hear some of her thoughts but stayed out of head it was all anxiety, and worry. Then there was Jace, he'd set up the fight with him but he was damn near trying to kill people around them. He saw pain in his head, hell somehow he saw his memories like actually seen his visual memories. It was one thing to hear someone's thoughts but see there memories and they were disturbing. He really wanted to get his hands on Jace for round two, but for Tamara's sake he'd see if Jace was alright in the head, if there was anything else going on with him, and if not he'd feel guilt free to beat his ass. "I'm sorry Tam, you right...damn Ion know what I been thinking like..it's just."

"Not anything fucking smart, luckily God gave you me, look I'm gonna head down and get some food, you want anything, I don't know why I asked but it's the first time I haven't seen you high in a while.."

"What!? I have the munchies sober come on?! Hell yeah I want some food..damn..I missed you."

"Sometimes I dunno Luke, but I'll be back." She got up grabbing her purse and heading out to the grab some food from the cafeteria. The last words she said stung and Luke really felt bad. Then again he'd been enjoying all sorts of things he'd never be able to before his powers, and then there was Lucy how he felt about her..she was like him, she understood what she was going through, she was strong in her own way too like Tamara.

Luke turned his attention back to the news to see what else they were talking about, changing the channel with his power. "Sorority House destoyed, 17 members of the sorority found dead, as well as a couple other males who forensics and police are trying to identity. It looks as though some sort of explosive was used, however it dosen't look like a typical explosion, it's brutal, authorities don't know how to describe this."

"Fuck all this shit." Luke turned the tv off and just relaxed all he wanted right now was to smoke a blunt, listen to some music, and talk to Tamara. Everything was going to be alright. OH MY GOD!!! HOLY SHIT AAH!!! Luke heard thoughts of panic from several people, it was like his head was pounding as he heard so many people's thoughts loud and full of fear. Then he felt a massive boom in the hospital, and it was if a bomb had rocked the structure of the building. "What the hell."

Luke was confused and trying to figure out what happened, then it happened another seismic wave rocked the hospital much bigger then the last one. Luke's eyes widened as before there was a wall if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes he wouldn't have believed it. It happened so fast some black object hurtled through the center of the building and if Luke had been one room over he'd be dead. "What the fuck.." Oh no Tamara! Luke instantly hopped out the bed and felt some pain but he had to find her. He could hear screaming and panic everywhere but he still gritted his teeth and searched thoughts to try to locate Tamara.

He heard sirens blaring in the background, it was like sensory overload, people screaming, people below in the streets were running for their lives, Luke didn't know what to do or what was causing this. In the midst of the chaos he picked up Tamara's thoghts and then he stepped forward towards the gaping hole where a center of the hospital once was. Using his power he propelled himself forward leaping through the air and landing several feet away at the other side of where the bullet had torn throuhg." Tamara"

Luke was pushing himself as his body was in pain, summoning a shield aroudn himself as he ran through the hospital taking the stairs tog e to the floor Tamara was on as he saw another giant bullet out of nowhere fly by him and slam into traffic bellow. He burst out the door seeing Tamara getting pushed around by people rushing to escape, and Luke used his power to push through running over to her." TAMARA!"

"LUKE!" She grasped him not even bothering to question how he'd gotten out of his hospital bed and out and about so fast." What the hell is going on! OH MY GOD"

"Fuck that, I'm not tryna ask questions we need to get the fuck outta here now! LEt's go help me up please I'm hurting" Luke really was in pain but he was using the shield to make up for that still he didn't want Tamara to outright know his powers, but if they were about to die she'd find out pretty fast. Tamara did as instructed and they began heading towards the exit when suddenly a massive bullet flew thorugh the frnot of the hospital tearing it apart killing eveyone on it it's path and it was about to hit Luke and Tamara head on.

"NO!!!!!!!!!!!!" People were screaming and Luke yelled gathering a bunch of teleknetic energy and aiming for the bullet, while summoning a shield around him and Tamara, then putting up another field around other people then the bullet hit BAM! As the rubble cleared Luke and Tamara had been thrown through a wall in the receptionist area and were outside in the streets, Luke had managed to save them, but his other shield was torn apart and everyone else he attempted to help was dying. Luke lay on the ground in agonizing pain as Tamara held him tight.

"Luke Luke we gotta get up we gotta get up please! We gotta get the fuck outta here now! I parked my car in the back! " Tamara helped Luke help and he used his power again to help himself as they watched two more bullets fly through the hospital taking off the top of the hospital causing part of the building to collapse on itself as they headed to the parking lot, Tamara whipping out her keys and pressing the button to unlock her car." Fuck fuck" She helped Luke get in, then jumped in starting up the car and pulling off she saw part of the parking lot and several cars in it had been torn through by the bullet.

"Go go...go..we gotta go" Luke didn't even attempt to use his mind powers as it was too much chaos around, and Tamara was speeding away from the hospital right as they were driving Tamara slammed on the breaks narrowly avoiding a giant bullet that flew past them and into a Mcdonalds followed by another completly demolishing the fast food establishment. Tamara stopped to watch in awe two cars zipped around them, and Luke yelled." GO!!!! Before we fuckking die!!! GO GO GO!!!!!" Luke yelled the last part in fear accidentally pushing a thought into her head causing Tamara to speed off they had to get out of there this was pure chaos.

What the Fuck is going on.. Luke's mind was literally racing an attack on a hospital, he'd seen destruction. At first he thought that was Jace, but he doubted. Even though Jace was a super powered asshole, this attack felt different, it was cold, calculated, planned, and heartless. He had to tell someone Lucy, and maybe Kyle too Fuck Lucy I hope she's okay, damn it Kyle..my phone..fuck my phone! Ahh..shit, this that bullshit!!! He'd realized in his rush to get to Tamara he'd left his phone with the the rest of his personal belongings in the room at the hospital.

It didn't take a leap of logic to realize that Lucy was trying to buy time and gather intel. Grace would almost be impressed, if she wasn't also putting her own life at risk doing so. Still, she was never one to waste an opportunity, so as Lucy kept Jace talking, she was moving her toys into position.

"It was nice meeting you Jace."

That was her queue. At her command, a mid sized spider bot leaped from the ground and wrapped around Jace's ankle, simultaneously trying to spear him with a syringe and releasing a hefty charge of electricity into his body. Whether or not either method worked, this was probably the best she could do without collateral damage.

"Lucy, run!" Grace's voice came from a cellphone left lying on the ground during the attack. Whatever happened now, Jace was going to be pissed off, and she didn't believe for a second that he would stay down. Luckily, her intent wasn't permanent damage, and her goal had already been fulfilled now as data started rolling into her screen.

Willow Goldstein

The sunlight pouring through the window shined brightly the young girl's face. Her chestnut hair was illuminated, causing it to appear darker than normal. Soft brown eyes focused on a book gripped tightly in her hands as if someone would steal it. She let out a peaceful sigh and leaned her back into the the couch. The book helped her forget the devastating year her brother and she had experienced. The fantasy drew her in, and the romance comedy made her laugh. It were in these moments that she felt calmest. That, and being with her brother - wherever he had gone to. She stretched her neck and yawned tiredly. Despite feeling content, she had not slept well the previous night. Being alone in the house caused her to feel agitated. It was weird being in this mansion alone without anyone with her. It had too much space for little Will to fill. She wanted a pet but she hadn't discussed it with Cameron yet. She desperately wished to buy a dog more than anything right now. Even fish would do - just something.

Willow rubbed her eyes and glanced over at the candle burning on the table. The flame hadn't gone out despite the gentle breeze drifting through the cracked window to her right. She didn't know why, but lately candles seemed to burn longer than normal around her. She had accidentally knocked over her tea and her hand nearly hit the flames. However, the flames had bent away from her much to her surprise. When she had been cooking a meal earlier, the stove's burner had lit up immediately. She had thought it was coincidence, but a nagging feeling in her stomach told her otherwise. Willow had also felt warmer than normal despite Atlanta's hot weather. She had also been angry earlier when finding a photo of her parents. Their deaths had caused a bitter taste in her mouth despite her devastation and grief. As a result of feeling angry, the edges of the photograph had burned and melted. Willow had gasped and dropped it, thinking it was the candle's fault. Nothing had been around her. Spooked and figuring she was hallucinating from sleep, she had quickly left the room and dropped the photo.

Now, as the memories replayed in her mind, she felt a twinge of grief and fury. Their parent's death, then their aunt's, had been too sudden. She stared in shock at the flames, eyes narrowing. She wanted to find out if they had died the way they had. or if it had been setup. Why, she didn't know, but her gut told her to investigate. She watched as the candle's flame expanded and began to dance haughtily in the sunlight. She watched it with confusion and rubbed hr eyes, but it was truly moving. Willow dropped her back and quickly backed away from it and over to the window. She slammed it shut and locked it and turned back to find the candle wax dripping onto the table. It was quickly spreading everywhere and the flamed were licking up everything around it.

"Oh my God," she whispered and quickly ran over to her phone to call 911. Willow listened as the operator picked up.

"Hello 911, what is your emergency?" The woman asked her but Willow was frozen. The entire living room was catching fire. The noise was deafening and the fire crackled and sparked all around her. Smoke was billowing around her. She started to cough but found that despite being close to the flames, nothing was touching her. Subconsciously, she was willing it away from her. Smoke was consuming her house and causing her to cough hard. Her vision was blurred and tears stung her cheeks. Was she next? Oh God, what would Cameron do?

"My house..." She began and let out a cry as she raced down the hall as everything caught fire now, ignited by her anxiety and fear. She blinked away tears and rubbed at them hastily. "Is on fire! Help!" The woman responded to her but Willow couldn't hear her asking for her address. After a delayed pause and repeated questions, Will blurted out her address. She darted down the steps, taking it three steps at a time and raced for the front door.That is, until the fire rapidly consumed the second floor. Willow inhaled and darted for the front door and thought of Cameron. Thank God he wasn't home. Thank God.

She was reaching for the doorknob when the smoke around her consumed her. Willow pushed it open and darted outside. She inhaled sweet precious oxygen and passed out sideways on the front step. In the distance she heard the woman speaking to her but Willow couldn't comprehend her words. Sirens were wailing faraway. Her last thought was of her brother before her eyes closed and she passed out.

Moments after she collapsed, the fire extinguished itself. The house was not completely destroyed, though evidence of the fire remained.

Lucy probably wasted a good five seconds staring in surprise as a little robot grabbed ahold of Jace's ankle. It registered that this was the woman's attack. She wasn't sure if it was going to knock him out or kill him but she was starting to think she should probably get the hell out of here. This guy was probably going to catch on now that she had just been stalling and not trying to help him.

"Lucy, run!"

Lucy glanced down at her phone and quickly grabbed it as she sprinted over to the car, yanking the car door open faster than she had ever done before. She climbed in and slammed her foot on the pedal, speeding forward. Her wheels squeaked noisily as she made a sloppy turn and then sped down the road.



The sight of his home surrounded by a cop cars, a firetruck and ambulance was not the most welcoming one Cameron could have asked for. There was an acrid aroma drifting through the air, causing Cameron to feel an uncomfortable choking sensation in his throat. Dark clouds of smoke were billowing over the mansion. How on earth had the house ended up on fire?

He finally moved forward in a fit of anger and confusion, gently grabbing one police officer's shoulder and turning him, "What the hell happened here?"

"This is your home, sir? There was a huge fire. According to the neighbors, it took over almost the entire house. We haven't seen a fire grow as much as it did then suddenly extinguish."The officer explained to him," No idea if it was some kitchen accident or somethin' but the extent of damage isn't reversible. Surely a man who can afford this house can-"

Cameron started tuning the man out at some point as his sister's name crossed his mind. Willow. He thought with a sudden heart jolt. "Where's my sister?"He demanded suddenly. He could hear heart pounding in his ears as he clenched his fists. There had been so much loss this year; Cameron couldn't bear to lose the only family he had left. Besides that point, she was his best friend. He turned toward the ambulance before the man could even answer and bolted toward it as its red and blue lights flashed rhythmically over the scene.

He caught sight of brown hair spilling off the side of a stretcher as she was carefully loaded into the ambulance and stubbornly climbed into the ambulance as well, going over to take her hand.

"She's going to be alright." A medic quickly assured him. "We're going to have to take her to a hospital that's a bit farther off though. The closest one had some sort of terrorist attack or something earlier. "

Cameron looked up with her, shaking slightly and gave her quite the smile. "Oh she better be." There was no else in the ambulance with them at the moment and Cameron was feeling more emotion than he had in a long time. He had usually shut out all emotions. "If she's not, we're going to have a problem." If his sister so had a paper cut after this, perhaps he'd grab them and teleport them into the ocean even though Cameron wasn't so sure that was something he could do. He had yet to try teleporting other people but it was never too late to give it a go.

Christoph was not in a good mood. First he had lost one of his employees, then he had lost a perfectly good bottle of whiskey, and now there were two cars driving down the sidewalk at him, weaving in and out of each other. And why had the sidewalk taken a step down just now? That didn't make any-

oh.

Wash hit the breaks as a drunk man stumbled into the road. Both occupants were thrown forward and stopped dead in their tracks by their restraints as the car screeched to a hault in front of the walking road block. Alan was about to yell for the man to get out of the road when Wash got out of the car and approached the drunkard. That kid was too kind hearted for his own good. One day he would he would gladly sell his remaining humanity for a sliver of sanity as Alan had.

"Are you okay sir?" Wash asked putting his hands out ds out to try and keep Christoph upright.

Chris was having some trouble focusing on the people... person in front of him. Definitely only one person. He tried to move away but just wound up stumbling back to where he had started, and a small, logical part of his brain decided that alcohol would no longer be the answer to any problems.

"Get outa my way. I gotta kill a man." He mumbled, trying to reorient himself. He had been going somewhere specific, he thought, but for the life of him he couldn't remember where that was.

Wash wasn't taking no for an answer. "Sir you really need to sit down." He took a quick look a quick look around before realizing "Well, not here... Sir you need to get off the street and sober up." Alan wasn't really into the whole dealing with random strangers thing and he was on a pretty strict time limit to break into the CIA building so he doubly did not have time for the this. Glaring at Wash he got out of the car.

"There's no time for that!" He said, actually managing a normal speaking volume this time. "He's out there killing more people, and I have to stop him!" He punctuated that sentance by almost falling on his ass, and in a sudden moment of clarity realized that even if by some miracle he managed to find Jace, he still wouldn't be able to do anything in his state.

"What am I supposed to do then?" He asked nobody in particular.

Trying to genuinely help the man and seeing that his ealier attempts were not quite working wash tried to connect with the drunk chris he asked "could you at least tell me who you are looking for? Maybe we can help." Behind christoph Alan was staring at Wash.

"His name is... Jace. I think. He looks something like this." Chris scrunched up his face as he tried to remember how his powers worked, and after a few moments his features started to shift around, his skin became dark and his hair receded into his skull. Seconds later, instead of Christoph standing in the middle of the street with two strangers, it was Jace Williams, at least from the shoulders up.

Wash was dumbfounded. He has only just been introduced to the idea of super powered individuals earlier that day. Now he had met three of them and he had no idea how to react. As for Alan this became very interesting very fast. Maybe he was going to have to reavaluate Wash's kind soul. clearly it was making dividends in interesting contacts. "So you want this guy dead?" Alan asked. "I can arrange for that, but you'll need to help me out."

"Hep? Help with what?" Chris was eager to leap on any chance for his revenge, but some part of him still held a bit of caution. It wasn't that he didn't trust two strangers in the street, but he had to keep his options open.

"All you have to do is impersonate a government operative, take their shift at work and discreately let me and my team into the building. "Should be easy enough for you conisdering your... talents." If this guy agreed then it was going to be a massive boon to the heist. It would strain their time a lot more than he would otherwise think, but it wouold be worth it.

Chris thought about the offer. He had never commited a crime before, but he had also just been ready to kill a man. If this stranger could get him close enough to Jace that he could do that, then a little door opening would be such a small price to pay it wasn't even a quesiton.

"I'm in. I get you into this building, wherever it is, and you get me Jace? Deal."

"Deal" Alan quickly agreed. "Now get in the car. I need you to meet the crew." Alan's car could wait.

"Summer 16! Free Bands O.V.O. DJ ESCO! Talking Duffel Talk! Hunnid Bands bussing out the rapper, Hunnid racks bussing out the wrapper, And I..I got 100 racks bussin out the rapper...Hunnid Racks bussing out the wrapper.." Tamara was singing the lyrics to 100
Racks by Future now sitting in the passenger seat. Luke wished he was in the drivers seat, but Tamara insisted on driving even if he was the professional. He didn't want to persuade her seeing as how he was injured anyway but he did compel her to make an "emergency" stop to get a quarter of bud. "Now this the type of medicine I need Tam," Luke said, happy to have some weed

Tamara rolled her eyes, "Luke I mean I know I said I'd smoke with you, but you do gotta stop being such a damn fiend, I mean eveyday all day, you ain't trapping no more what's the excuse."

"Excuse? Listen like 2 Chainz says " I smoke a joint in the interview -"

"OH SHIT!!!!" Luke didn't even get to sing any more of the song when Tamara hadn't noticed a car speeding around the corner and Luke quickly mustered up a telekinetic field to lessen the damage of the impact as both cars collided and Tamara was thrust forward hitting the wheel getting knocked out and Luke was jerked forward too but his shield gave him more protection but the car was damaged. "FUCK!!!!" He yelled in pain first the beating, then the giant bullets, and now a car accident. "Fuck " He looked over at the other car and saw his shield had shaved off some damage but it was fucked up. "Ah Fuck..fuck..fuckk and we got weed on us fuck" Luke opened up the glove compartment and put the weed in there then limped out the car. "HEY you okay hey.." Luke said before his eyes widened seeing who it was. "Lucy?!

Lucy hadn't seen the other car until it was too late. She had just rounded the corner when a car collided fast and hard into the front of her vehicle, throwing her body forward roughly and painfully. Her head slammed into the steering wheel and glass shattered everywhere. It had not even crossed her mind to wear a seatbelt due to the fact she had been running for her life. Pain wracked her head as she leaned it on the steering wheel, shutting her eyes and blacking out for a few seconds.

A distant-sounding voice made her slowly open her eyes. Warm blood was dripping down from her head and down her face, reddening her vision. Her entire body was aching and she felt like she was going to black out again at any second. "Luke...? I thought you were ..." She struggled to form a coherent thought with her head painfully pounding. Slowly, she lifted her head up off the wheel to stare at the damage. There was a huge crack on the window and little shards of glass all over the dashboard. "Oh fuck..."

Today was not going his way at all, and he was in a lot of pain. If it wasn't for his shields, he was sure his bones would be broken. Hell, he'd have probably been disintegrated. He was saddened when he saw Lucy's appearance; she was beat up pretty bad. His shield had done more for Tamara. "Ah shit.." He used his power to brush glass off the dash board, open Lucy's door, and gently lift her out of the car. He then felt warm blood on her forehead but he ignored it. He then set her down against the car and knelt down. "Fuck! Fuck! I'm just glad you're okay..damn....three near death experiences in one day.."

"Three?"She repeated, leaning against the car. "How come you're not in the hospital? Weren't you in a fight with that Jace dude? "She asked quietly. She knew this would make two counting the fight. What was the third? Her eyes traveled to his car, spotting an unconscious woman in the front seat. She kinda resembled Jace a bit. "Is she okay?"

"Three..how the fuck did you not here about..." Luke was about to mention the hospital when two things struck out to him: first, she knew Jace's name which he hadn't told her, and second, he saw in her head she'd went to go confront him. "God damn it! Lucy are you crazy?! The last thing I texted you was don't go after Jace, he's fucking nuts.." Luke groaned. This was getting worst and worst now wonder she was driving so fast. "I'm not in the hospital because the hospital is barely standing..out of nowhere..half the building got torn up, a Mcdonalds got fucked up, traffic in front of the hospital was destroyed, giant bullets like the size of boulders and semi trucks appeared out of thin air and tore everything in that area up. I couldn't even risk reading minds so many people are dead, many more are injured..bodies, and destruction everywhere...like..I thought Jace was bad..whoever did that is evil." Luke shuddered all the crying, and panic and last thoughts he heard had scarred him. "Yeah she's okay..better then you..I managed to use my powers to save her from my damage cause she was right next to me..but damn this is a mess..the whole city is going to shit.."

"I know but before you texted me I came across this house and there were dead bodies everywhere. It was so horrible. There was a dead child inside-..."Lucy drew off as the dog hopped out of the car unharmed and came to her side to lick her cheek. She scratched his ear and then looked back at Luke. "Then you texted me and some woman called me and told me she needed me to stop him and I figured if I have the power to stand a chance against him I probably should... All those people shouldn't have died and you shouldn't have had to get hurt so bad. I'm sorry."

"Dead bodies." Luke had glimpsed into her mind and seen it and shuddered. He'd seen so much death and destruction today, experienced so much pain and suffering. He suspected the brutal murders were done by someone with powers but knowing it was Jace hit close to home. "A woman called you..I mean..okay..you don't know who she is..I'm not saying we shouldn't do anything but we don't know everything going on either." Luke shook his head as Lucy spoke. "You shouldn't have had to get hurt but what happened right infront of my eyes. I saw a giant bullet tear through the building if I had been one room over I'd be dead, imagine being able to read people's minds..to hear their thoughts..their dreams...their aspirations..their fears..their worries, being in a hospital a place people come to get better and then all of sudden...it goes blank..eveyone went blank..all the voices in my head."

Luke was visibly shaken, and a tear came down his eye. He wasn't usually emotional, but the things he heard and felt shook the core of his being." In an instant..so many people died.. I heard so many people wishing..for help, wondering why this happened to them..begging for someone for GOD! Then the silence was LOUD I heard everyone in the hospital, everyone in the streets, I heard so many people die, children, mothers, fathers, good people, bad people, but no one deserving the cruel deaths it was.." Luke shook and accidentally tapped into the newest aspect of his powers allowing Lucy to see Luke's memories from his perspective and also experience what he went through as if she was him..as the hospital was destroyed all around him and heard all the people's voices. As he talked he suddenly noticed he'd pushed his memory into Lucy and stopped." Fuck I'm sorry..this has to stop..sure..I ain't been using my powers to save the world..but some of these people are monsters...fucking demons..they have to be stopped."

Lucy at first hugged him when she had first saw him getting emotional and let him talk without interrupting. However the more he spoke, the more she started to see exactly what he was describing. It was as if the scene in front of her was melting away and vividly being replaced with his description. She covered her mouth in horror. "Oh my God..." Her eyes had widenend and she was shaking in fear. Once the memory had stopped, she began to calm down and she finally looked at him. She nodded in agreement, her own eyes tearing up. "I ... I don't want to be the one to stop them. I don't care about being the hero or anything I just want to get away from this but I know we can't now. If we don't help stop them, who will..."

Luke didn't like this at all; he didn't want to be a hero. He wasn't a killer either, he just wanted to get rich and famous. The same things he wanted before his powers, fame, fortune, and fun but now he had other obligations to deal with. "Yeah well we've got these powers me..it's my mind..I can use it to do things with thoughts or with the world, you've got the weather, I have no idea what power fucked up the hospital, but that person is the number one priority..the death tolls..god I can't even imagine...but Jace too..I" Luke's voice trailed off he might as well tell the truth. "That girl in the car me and her use to be real close, we use to date..she's Jace's older sister, me and Jace go way back..our families are close..I don't wanna have to kill Jace..He's my homie..my bro...I peeked into his mind today so much rage, so much violence..but during our fight I saw a side of him I never saw before half the reason I took such a beating is I spent half the fight saving people he almost killed in his rage...I have to find Jace and stop him...I don't wanna kill him..Lucy I really don't but..if there's no other way..to..end this then I have no choice either way he has to stop or he has to die.." Luke's voice was solemn. It started off with games and now he was coming to the terms that he might have to kill one of his friends.

"Hopefully it won't come down to killing him. I'm sorry but I'm not sure if the Jace you were friends with is the same Jace he is now. He clearly has no issue killing you." Lucy told him quietly. "Let's just focus on the other person. It seems like they're way more powerful than Jace anyway. But for now, we probably need to get help somehow. " She glanced around, looking for people but this road was empty.

"Yeah hopefully you're right...hopefully." Luke didn't know he still had a slimmer of hope Jace had something wrong with his head, but he also was ready to pummel him into the ground for the beating he gave him. "Yeah only problem is I can find Jace, I know what I'm dealing. With this other person, I don't even know who they are, what power they have, and why they're so fucked up in the head..but we gotta get over here let's head to my..." Luke stopped and groaned realizing he didn't have a place anymore. Using his powers, he pushed Tamara's car back; it was less messed up then Lucy's. "Alright..you and the dog come on..I guess Tamara's having company..tonight." Luke sighed this was gonna be hard to explain on so many levels.

Jace Williams - Atlanta, Georgia - Repentance..

"YOU LYING BITCH" Jace screamed realizing that Lucy had only been distracting him. It was crazy another person with powers turned on him, but a government operative had saved his life.

"Lucy don't run bitch I'm gonna kill you" Jace barked out and he was about to go after her when a metallic robot spider of some sorts hopped on it's leg. An electric shock flew through his body and he laughed because it tickled. He'd been shocked before and the last thing he wanted to do was laugh. The Syringe shattered against his skin, and he picked up the spider crushing it then tossing it far away.

In his rage he turned to see Lucy had sped off and was nowhere to be seen." Fuck!" Jace decided it was time to get out of there before he got into an altercation with the police. He hopped into his charger, and jetted out of the area. Today had been a long day, he'd exacted some revenge, saved a life, got drunk, stole a car, crashed a car, almost died, fought super Luke, and got set up by the next super person he met.

It wasn't long before he was back in his apartment, he'd stopped to grab some wings and things from zaxbys, and was just happy to be home. He decided the drinking life wasn't for him at least for now and poured out the contents of his bottle of Remy in the sink before trashing it. "Fuck.." Today had just been too much and he just wanted to rest. He got a text from Tamara saying she was going to visit Luke and check up on him, and he felt worst. The whole reason the fight had started was because of Tamara, and his sister still cared about him. He was enraged, if Luke hadn't had powers of his own he'd be dead, and Tamara would be feeling even worst. That reporter was right even if she'd tried to set him up, indulging in his rage was making him worst not better.

"Fuck...I gotta problem...I gotta problem." Jace was fueled with rage, and he knew he had the police on his back. He thought about Judge Walton the last person on his list he wanted to kill, and in this moment decided it wasn't worth it. All the pain and carnage he'd caused there was no need to continue this senseless violence. He opened up his drawer and took out a dutch gutting it open. After dumping the contents in the trash he quickly went to work rolling up a fat blunt and sparking it.

"Shit.." Taking out his phone he went to put some Migos on in the back-ground as he went over to his couch and turned on the news. He had to turn a new leaf, he had to get better." Mama told me not to sell work." He said singing along to the lyrics as he hit the blunt again and again elevating his mind but not intoxicating him as alcohol did.

As he was settling into his relaxing body high after a long day of savagery, he saw something that caused his eyes to widen. Perhaps the fact that he was under Mary Jane's spell made it appear even more spectacular, although that was the wrong word to describe the horror he saw on his screen. Out of nowhere giant bullets had torn through the hospital, demolished a Mcdonalds nearby, and even killed some others nearby." WHAT THE FUCK?!" He was shocked seeing how much damage was done, and could only imagine the amount of lives that were taken. This in turn caused him to have a realization...as you typically had when you were this high.

That shit is fucked up...the fact that someone can do that to someone there a monster..but..damn I've never killed that many people, especially random people..but I've still killed people quite a few....some of them are opps..tho...but some of them wasn't even opps..Lauren's son ain't did shit or her neighbor..I merced they ass for clout. I can't keep doing this shit, my head fucked up, my minds playing tricks on me...I can't ride this killer wave no more..I Gotta

Jace put the blunt out, and turned the tv off. He grabbed his phone and turned the music up. J Cole High for hours came on and he sat down just thinking about the past few days. The past three weeks, the powers he'd been given and the things he'd wanted to do. Sure he helped out his Auntie, gave some money to Tamara, and did other stuff but there was much better things he could be doing with his powers doing more for his neighborhood. "God..if your out there please help me, these powers..I realize you gave em to me my G..I ain't been the best Christian, I let my rage consume me, I took lives, but I just wanna help my family, my neighborhood, other black people, other people in general. I Ain't done this prayer thing in a while I don't even know if you listening but these powers..whatever's going on..I know you gotta be playing a role in it...and I'm afraid I let the dude downstairs play me..and my thoughts please..if you listening give me some guidance some direction..Amen." Jace had closed his eyes before he prayed, and bowed his head. He looked up and felt a sense of relief however small, and decided to head to his room to grab his bible as he had some reading to do.

The Next Day

Jace had woken up a quarter past ten and started his day after freshening up and such. It was the first Saturday in a long time and he just wanted to enjoy himself. He'd decided to take a break from smoking, not that Marijuana had ever caused him any major problems besides getting arrested.

"Okay God I'mma let you help me..but Imma need some help cause I be on one." Jace's phone was ringing and he picked it up. "Hello oh yeah bet...yeah Imma need dat."

"Beachfront property, alright I know about your situation at least on TV, but I know you got cash now, just don't fuck this up Jace."

"Bruh I gotchu, 12 bugging B, only reason I ain't turning myself in is I ain't tryna sit in a cell, my lawyers going have this shit straightened out."

Once Carter left, Kieran sunk into his chair and rubbed his temples. The day had turned very productive but at the expense of more stress. Kieran ran is hands through his hands, then stood up and walked over to the kitchen. He checked the fridge and cabinets and realized he had almost nothing to eat. Ans he was planning a dinner tomorrow! Kieran grabbed his things and walked out and got into the stolen car from before. Before he drove off he realized he probably neede his own vehicle. Kieran drove the car back to where he had taken it, then ubered his way over to a nearby car dealership. After much debating on shooting the car salesman, Kieran decided on a black Chevy Impala.

Kieran paid off the car with cash, which wasnt hard to do after offering twice the amount the car was worth. Kieran drive off the lot, confident in his choice. His first stop was to the store. Kieran, believe it or not, knew quite a few dishes. Mainly dishes that you can sneak posion in, but Kieran did not plan on doing that this time. Kieran decided on going simple though, going for a spagetti and meatballs freshly seasoned with fresh hdand made sauce. Kieran bought the ingredients easily enough, then drove back home. As Kieran began prepping for the dinner tomorrow, starting to make the sauce and whatnot, he was interupted by a loud bang. Kieran looked up and saw that a man, obviously injured and dripping with blood, being held up by a women, not injured, had burst through.

As Kieran chopped up tomatoes he spoke. "Do you mind closing the door?"

The two people who had burst in looked frantic. The man spoke first. "Please sir, we need your help! There are people after-"

Kieran spoke up. "Close.The.Door."

The man and women looked at each other, then the women set the man on the couch then went and closed the door. She then spoke. "Please we need help. My name is Jen and this is Samuel. There are people after us who wanna kill us."

Kieran continued to prep food as his new guests spoke.

The man spoke."We are sorry, but we were nearby and we heard this was the place of a guy who could help us."

Kieran narrowed his eyes."Who told you this?"

The women spoke." Just some person we knew....uh...well honestly our dealer. I dont know how but our dealer said that you two knew each other."

Kieran shrugged and continued prepping food.

The man spoke." Please we need help. We own a shop nearby, and the local gang forces everyone on the block to pay a protection fee. Well the shop hasnt done great the last month and we fell behind on the protection money, and the gang doesnt really give second chances. They tried to burn our store down but I tried to stop them. They hurt me, hit my wife, now they are trying to kill us."

Kieran listened to the mans story, but seemed unmotivated. Small crime like this was very very well beneath him and his skills. But.......he didnt really have anything better to do. For the first time he was accepting any new contracts because he needed to stay here. And it was only a few blocks away..........

Kieran stopped cooking and looked up. "So you want me to......what? And stop bleeding on my furniture I have a dinner date tomorrow. You, women, go to the bathroom there is a first aid kit with everything you will need."

Jen raised her eyebrow and held her chin up defiantly. But she looked at her husband and the worry on her face became apparent. So she went and got the kit. As she began fixing her husband up she spoke. "This is uh...kinda like a impressive first aid kit. You need to dig bullets out often?

Kieran shrugged. "I am more suprised you know to do that yourself."

Jane gave him a dirty look."Im a nurse. So are you going to help us?"

Kieran continued to cook but said nothing. He thought about who could this dealer be that could have referenced him. Could be Luke, but he doubted it. If it was Luke, they would have said it was Luke. No they were being ambigiuous about the dealers identity on purpose. He would have to investigate this later. Kyle then spoke out loud. "I do require you to pay me."

Samuel scoffed, and groaned in pain. "Fine. We have ten grand in savings we can pay you with."

Kieran nodded. That was beyond low, but whatever. He could use it in a backup cache somewhere in the city. Or he could use it to pay Carter after he reveals how he isnt selling anything in the heist. "Thats acceptable. Ok then. But we do it my way. Now shut up, stop dying, and let me finish this."



Kieran was sitting outside a coffee shop, pretending to read a newspaper while he was actually watching a few gangers recieve protection money from the shop across the street. Today Kieran was sporting a white dress shirt with a black vest, with black dress pants and shoes. When the gangers began to move, Kieran slyly got up and followed. He walked slowly, keeping his distance. He followed them for a few hours, watching as they did their round, learning how they act and respond. After a few hours it seemed like they were done, and they walked back to their car. This was his opportunity, Kieran quickly ran to through an alliey. He ran past a few buildings, ahead of the gangers knowing their route. Kieran set up roadblocks, pushing carts into the street so they had to go down the road Kieran wanted. This forced the gangers to go down the path Kieran wanted, until they ended up going down an alliey that Kieran was waiting for them in. When they drove in they were forced to stop in front of Kieran, trapping them in the car. On one side of the car was the alliey way, the other was a dumpster.

Kieran smiled then pulled out his gun and shot the tires on the car. Then he picked up the two gasoline cans and jumped on the hood of the car. Kieran set one down, pulled his gun out again, then shot holes in the roof of the car but avoided hitting anyone inside. Then he started to pur gasoline inside the car. Kieran laughed and jumped up and down on the car, scaring the men inside whow ere screaming to be let out and how crazy he was. Kieran jumped off in front of the car, and pulled out a lighter. "Hiya guys! So listen if I throw this lighter in the car, its gonna ignite the gasoline in the car and set everything on fire. But guess what? That wont kill you! No you guys will suffocate first! The gas and fire will cloud your lungs and you will choke to death! Unless......" Kieran pretended to throw the lighter, but didnt, scaring the crap out of the gangers. "I dont! Now what you guys are gonna do is go to your boss and tell him to meet me at the store you guys burned down yesterday asap. You know the one, the store belonging to the couple you guys shot at."

Kieran pretended to throw the lighter again, causing the gangers to scream. Kieran laughed and then walked away.

An hour later, Kieran was standing in the rubble of the burned up shop when an elderly hispanic man with six men following behind him walked into the store. The elderly man spoke first. "So...I hear you wanted to talk me eh? Well go on with it. Say your peiece."

Kieran shrugged. Kieran put his hands in his pockets and looked around the store. "You know for the life of me I cant figure out what they sold here. I mean I could have asked but the owners arent.....well....not in a chatty mood. Huh...you know its not a bad space, could see potential in this store. Maybe make it a laundry matt or book store. Huh......"

The boss coughed. "Is this what you wanted to say? You wanna start a book store?"

Kieran never looked at the man, he actually turned and walked towards the back of the store. The entire time the bosses gangers had guns traine don him. Kieran leaned against the back wall. "You know, the space is small, the size of a gamestop I think, but it could work. "

The elderly man snarled and spoke. "Enough games. You harrassed my guys, and you at first intrigued me but now your boring me. Boys...."

The gangers all cocked their guns. Kieran narrowed his eyes, and his face become steely hard and expressionless. Before the gangers could react Kierna threw something and it landed and rolled and stopped at the old mans feet. They all looked down but immediately hit by it. Kierna had thrown a flash grenade, and as soon as he threw it it he hid behind a badly burned stand. Once the shrieks of pain started, Kieran stood up and aimed his gun at the gangers. He shot each ganger in the head, then walked over to the old man. Kieran kicked the mans legs, and forced him to his knees. Gun pointed at his head, Kieran reached down and took the mans phone. He opened the contacts list and started a conference call with the most called people in his phone. Kieran theorized as the boss, the man would only call the higher ups in his gang. Everyone Kieran called answered and joined the confence call.

"Listen to me, I will only be saying this once. Your boss-" Kieran stopped and pulled the trigger, shooting the man in the head. "- is dead. Im calling nine one one now so they can move the bodies. Your leader is dead, and your out of six people in your gang. Now I am assuming that this gang of yours is small, because of the type of buisness you people have been conducting so your gang is pretty much finished. Try to extort people here again, I will hunt you all down and kill you."

Kieran hung up and threw the phone down.

Kieran went home after, and came home to Jane and Samuel were sitting on the couch desperate for good news. As Kieran walked in they both jumped up and walked over to him.

Jane spoke. "What happened? What went down? What did you do?"

Kieran held his hand up. "Dont worry about what I did just know the local gang is done. Really simple honestly. The store is done but you guys will figure something out."

The married couple sighed happily. Then Kieran walked over to his desk safe, and pulled out two thick vanilla envolope. He walked back over and handed it to Samuel. "This is two million dollars. Go deposit this at your bank, dont advise keeping it. Also I am buying your store. Come back later and drop of the documents ill need to change the ownership."

Samuel and Jane's mouths opened, speechless. They held the envolopes carefully, as if they werent real. Jane spoke first. "What? Bu-But what? I....I dont....I we didnt even pay you!"

Kieran walked over to his kitchen and began pulling out the necessary food, dishes, and candles for dinner. "Dont worry about it I am not gonna take your savings." Kieran thought to himself, Also you could never really afford my price. That much money was too little for him to do anything.

After many thank yous and a few more words, the couple left, much happier than they had been before and Kieran was able to start setting the table and sett the mood.

Cori Woods
Friday

The day was finally slowing down. Kieron was still on her mind after the phone call, and she pulled the keys to the base from her pocket to eye. He was putting her in a mind by insisting she see him tomorrow night, but she supposed it would be the weekend. She would be free to do as she wanted, at least for Saturday. "Ugh," she grumbled, resting her head in her arms. Why did her freelance and violent contact have to make friendly with her? She didn't want that sort of baggage in her life, and especially not in her professional life.

"Better get home and rest up. You have a plane to catch in the morning."

Cori flinched at the voice in her office doorway and sat up. "You scared me," she breathed, resting her hand on her chest and quickly hiding the keys in her pocket again. "Wait, what plane?"

Her father looked around the office as he approached her desk, putting the flashdrive down in front of her. "I haven't told you to clean your room in over ten years. Don't make me start that again," he said. Then he sniffed, his teasing smile fading. "Is that smoke?"

Cori rolled her eyes, but was smiling, as she grabbed the drive. However she paused and looked to him. "Uh, Sir, this isn't the flashdrive." The one she had stolen was black and sleek. This one was black, sure, but it was clunkier and looked like something you could find at Staples.

Damon nodded and sat down across from her. "Don't worry. Everything was copied exactly as you found it onto that drive. That one's a little more durable too. Didn't take much to destroy the first.The one you had was able to be tracked, as I'm sure you found out. " He paused, brows furrowing in concern as he eyed her bruised face and messy hair. He sighed and continued anyway. "But about that plane--pay attention, now--this is big.

"I talked with the Director myself. We're flying you out to DC in the morning to meet with him," Damon explained, pausing, "and the President."

Cori blinked and exhaled sharply, eyes widening as she stared at the flashdrive she was fiddling with as she tensed. "W-wait, what?"

"I explained to them how you've been investigating the incident since its happening. How you've been gathering information on these empowered humans, and how you successfully took the initiative to put together a team to...retrieve the intel from Coalition and finished the job personally. I suggested you at the very least advise whoever ends up taking the lead on all this. But, Cori, if your briefing goes well with the Director and the President, they want you leading this operation. You have first hand experience already. There's no one better for this task right now." His words were stiff and curt, not soft like he had been when he first entered the office. "So I hope you have something prepared."

"I-I-I do," she said. Exasperated, she gestured at the computer in front of her and the yellow folders all over her desk. "Oh my God, I have-- I have to go home. I have to prepare. This is so much," she rambled, gathering the folders and stuffing them into her bag. She continued like this for a few minutes before stopping, remembering Damon was right there and silently watching her. She swallowed and cleared her throat.

"Thank you," she said as she got up to run around the desk. He stood to meet her and they hugged: Cori was tall and had broad shoulders and lean build. But embracing Damon, she appeared much smaller. "Thank you so much, I won't let you down."

Damon pulled away and nodded at her at arms length. "I know, Cori. I'm so proud of you."

The two stood there for a moment. And while Damon had no problem being warm, Cori had always been colder and more awkward, taking after her other father. So she cleared her throat and pulled away, fixing her hair. "Right, I'll...I'll pack up here and get home."

---

Satuday

Cori Woods awoke early and downed a cup of coffee and a cigarette well before the sun rose in the east. Her home was large for one person and very stylish: modern and minimalist, designed by the prestigious Woods Co.. She hated the color white, so the walls and furniture were decorated with warm, neutral patterns. The furniture complimented it perfectly, and each room had modern art hanging on the wall. However, the home lacked personality and intimacy. There were no personal photos save for the office, of her parents, and the entire house was far too clean. Even the kitchen was mostly bare except for the frozen dinners and wine.

So it was easy for Cori to leave, only hesitating at the door as she struggled to pick between the keys to the Rolls Royce, the Bentley, the Aston Martin, or the Porsche. Deciding after a stuffy briefing with President, she would want to get off the plan to a speedy Aston martin, and away she went.

Tamara Williams - Atlanta Georgia - It Runs in the Family

Tamara..was just ready to get on. The weekend hadn't started off how she'd expected it to. Luke going to the hospital yesterday, the superhuman terrorist attack on the hospital, and then getting into a car accident. She was pissed wondering what would have happened if Luke had just listened to her, and they'd went straight to her place instead of getting weed. Still she'd let Luke, Lucy, and the dog stay over at her place. Apparently both of them had their places gone for one reason or another and she wasn't one to put anyone on the street.

"God damn it.."Tamara woke up to the smell of breakfast being cooked, and marijuana being roasted. She enjoyed smoking too from time to time, but first thing in the morning. Geez..Luke..guess the place is gonna reek of weed until he's out. Honestly one of the reasons she was okay with smoking was because her neighbor's boyfriend was very rude and always got upset about it. That and anything else she did all because she wasn't interested in going out with him. It was one thing itself that he wasn't very attractive, but she already had someone else in her life and the man said she was just an inconsiderate whore.

At least I own my own place, I'm not stuck working at Dunkin Donuts, and my spouse doesn't run my life. She didn't want to be petty but some people were annoying. She was up and about after a while, eating some waffles that Luke made, and even indulging in a good portion of the blunt he rolled. Lucy was apparently still sleep, and here they were getting high in the wee hours of the morning. "Alright Luke just.....don't do anything stupid to my place, and if a guy named Elliot comes by don't worry he doesn't pay rent..if he asks who you are just say the one slanging the pipe." Tamara couldn't help but laugh she was definently a bit high.

Luke was taken back a-bit but just rolled his eyes." Aight Tam be safe." He decided to head back to the couch, he had a productive day ahead of him. After he put out the first blunt, it was time to move on...to blunt number 2. Tamara was outside locking her door and heading down the stairs when she saw the very person she'd hoped to avoid. Elliot was standoff-ish and always by himself. Oh god and he's drinking again, I swear I'm not in the mood. She was just about to turn up around, walk up the stairs and go around when he belched and called out to her.

"Tamaraaa aye gurl." Elliot said, and Tamara sighed making her way down the steps.

"I'm not in the mood, my mans is upstairs in my room right now, and oh my godd..did he just rock my world, I'm a bit sore, and a little high." She said the last part to let him know indirectly that the smell of weed was going to by in the room when he got up there but for once Elliot didn't seem annoyed.

"No problem, I'm use to you being a pretty shitty person, but I've decided...it's all good...you see something happened to me. I just wanted to say sorry..for having a libido, wanting to be your friend, and not wanting my apartment to smell like a hotbox, my bad for being inconsiderate. "Elliot said straight forward even though his voice hinted of sarcasm. Tamara was about to react but he seemed so peaceful and he finished his beer, and put it down. There were three empty beer bottles and he was opening a fourth one and Tamara just shrugged.

"Whatever weirdo." She went about to her car and frowned seeing the front of it was still damaged." Gahh damn it." She settled into her vehicle, cracked her windows, and turned on the radio while plugging her phone into the charger. Honestly she wished she and Luke had gotten into some bed room shenanigans but with everything going on they hadn't gotten around to it, plus she didn't exactly believe Luke when he said Lucy was just a friend. Then again they weren't in a committed relationship anymore it was just so good to have Luke in the apartment again.

She never thought she'd miss smelling weed early in the morning, seeing opened packs of game's and dutches, bowls of unfinished cereal on her table, Wiz Khalifa & Future blasting in the morning, and any of the other typical things that came with Luke spending the night at her place.

She was pulling out when suddenly a surge of invisible energy flew into her body. Everything went pitch black, and then she began to come too. "What the.." The most surreal feeling it was if she was waking up from a deep slumber, and she looked she was.. in her car still, and then she noticed it a beer bottle in her hands. The Fuck.. Things quickly got scary when she realized...it was her hand, she saw herself in the mirror, but she couldn't move her body.

Her mind began to race was the marijuana laced, was she paralyzed? But her hand moved bringing the contents of the alcoholic drink to her lips, and she was downing them. "Mhmmm yummy" She heard her voice and then watched as the window was rolled down and the beer tossed out of her car.

"Probably wondering what's going on? This is Elliot your pilot speaking, and I'd like to you know your body has been hijacked. Currently we're headed to my old job Mcdonalds.. and I've drank about three beers in your body, and wow I gotta say it feels wonderful, I'd need a whole six pack to feel as good as I do now..and it's making this drunk drive way too much fun, i'd be a shame if we got pulled over before the main event. Anyway sit tight and relax..Tamara..this weirdo is about to show you how weird things can get." Elliot spoke in Tamara's voice as she was speeding and swerving from lane to lane until she pulled into mcdonalds and had to slam the breaks and parked the car.

NO NO NO!! THIS can't be real?! What the fuck is going on oh my god oh my god oh my god this is not happening! Elliot was going to have some fun, and reached for an Ak-47 in the drivers seat. She got out of the car and walked in gun in hand. "Ah not super busy." She walked over to the counter and one of the employees turned around before seeing she wasarmed.

"Yo I."

"Shut up Bret" Elliot raised her hands and pulled the trigger riddling the cashier's body with bullets. He turned around and opened fire in the dining area killing the four guests currently eating in Mcdonalds. Screams were coming and Elliot leapt over the coutner and opened fire shooting up the employees, before kicking a door open and storming into the hallway where the manager and assistant manager were trying to hide.

"SIKE!" Elliot raised his gun and opened fire killing the manager then shot the assistant manager twice causing her to hit the ground as Elliot walked over to her and smiled. "You probably won't understand this, but this is Elliot speaking, I've learned a thing or two about body swapping anyway thanks for firing me..I got an even worst job..but now I'm great." Elliot raised the gun and opened fire killing the assistant manager.

Elliot went back in the kitchen and grabbed a handful of fries and began feasting on the fries to satisfy this body's drunk munchies. She grabbed a bag which had a big mac in it and began biting in it as she went outside seeing a car pulling in probably to got o the drive way. He raised his weaopn and opened fire spraying the car with bullets killing the driver and the passenger a woman. The car spun out of control and crashed into another car, Elliot then continued walking forward and opened fire on the side walk shooting at random people gunning them down. People erupted into chaos running and screaming, and it wasn't long before sirens were blaring.

Elliot unloaded bullets munching on the big mac and laughing until he was out then dropped the gun. "Alright then." Elliot rushed over to Tamara's car starting it up and getting ready to pull out of the drive way when three police cars swerved in from different directiosn. Elliot was about to try to escape when two of the cops emerged guns drawn. "GET OOUT OF THE CAR NOW! GET THE FUCK OUT OF THE CAR NOW!!!!" Elliot looked around and decided she had no other choice. Using his power he emerged from her body, right as cops dragged her out the car and kicked her to the ground, hand cuffing her.

Tamara was looking around in shock one minute..she was..about to leave, then she had the weirdest dream about drinking and driving, hearing voices in her head, and now the police were arresting her. She looked to her left to see a Mcdonalds riddled with bullets, and began trying to question what was happening as she was cuffed and tossed into the back of a police car. It wasn't long before she got to the station and learned she was being charged for shooting up a Mcdonalds, driving drunk, and opening fire in public. Tears welled down her eyes as she couldn't remember doing any of this for the life of her, but the police swore up and down she did. Oh my god..what's going on..oh my god!

Luke Braxton - Atlanta, Georgia - Tamara's Apartment
He'd managed to pull off something he'd always wanted, Tamara, and another sexy girl in the apartment at the same time. Of course the threesome didn't happen, he was tempted to break his rule about no suggestive mind control on his friends. However he didn't, he'd seen too much of what happened when power got to your head yesterday of course Jace and whoever destroyed the hospital were heartless.

He'd settled down on Tamara's couch, where he loved to kick back and roll blunt after blunt. He'd gotten numerous calls from people on campus, asking if he was okay, why he was stupid enough to take on the super thug, other questions, and some asking if he was still going to still serve weed after that. One he'd glossed over was that Shannon had contacted him, offering thanks, wishing him the best, and saying she wanted to see him.

Luke allowed himself to fantasize about what kind of thanks he wanted to offer him in person, then pushed those thoughts out of her head. She was just grateful he'd stopped Jace from bashing her head in, besides he'd already pre-emptively ended her relationship so he might as well not play any more mental hi-jinks with her life. He was smoking, and wondering when Lucy was gonna wake up. He figured he needed to go after Jace, but decided he wanted to practice his powers maybe some more. Perhaps he'd even get in some practice with Lucy, the stronger they got the better.

He also had other things to attend too, luckily he'd managed to sell his latest pound yesterday before Jace's attack on his apartment. "Damn it Jace, fucked me up, ruined my apartment, and got heat on me." Luke didn't think the police would be looking for him for anything related to selling, but it wouldn't make sense to get back to selling ounces the next day after a guy chucked two SUV's into his apartment. Just as he was about to turn on the news his phone rang again he'd noticed it was Jane who had called him three times. He'd texted her that he quit selling, and also sent some emoji's that indicated he didn't want to talk to her.

Fucking Jane..she's hot..but damn she's fucked up in the head. He finally decided answer." Was popping Jane."

"Lukey Lukey! Ok so I know we didn't get off on the best of terms.." You shorted me...fucking shitty ass plug.. "But I just wanted to make sure you were okay, I saw that super thug attacked you...and you know how I'm always trying to get a good story for my journalism project this year... I was wondering if you could tell me anything about him? I mean I'm BOUND to get an A if I write a compelling piece about him, especially if I can find a way to talk to him or.."

Luke just shook his head, he hated talking to her, it was a mistake to pick up the phone. First off her fake worrying irritated him, and she was a dumb enough to want to talk to her. That's one reason he felt off about her..like she was just a couple steps away from doing something brutal, she enjoyed watching horror movies where people died whenever they smoked, got way into GTA 5 killing sprees, and always defended psychopathic people. "Look Jane, I'm not gonna entertain your crazy talk, thanks for the concern really I appreciate it, all I can tell you about this guy is that if you annoy him he won't hesitate to break your neck, he only let me live cause I guess he didn't want to take on half of APD on camera..I have a feeling he'd be less patient with you....trying to interview him." He added the last part to not truly anger her then hung up.

He sat back and decided to turn on the news as he sparked his third blunt." Ohh..damn." He watched the police and FBI talking about hte destroyed hospital, The President apparently was going to issue a statement.

"It's truly horrific, luckily the entire hospital didn't collapse. We had a massive search and rescue team going through the hospital to get remaining staff, patients, and visitors out who survived. There are many who died, but many who survived, but also many with severe injuries. The patients were transferred to other hospitals in the area, the Mcdonalds wasn't so lucky everyone inside is dead, we're trying to get some construction to move these..giant bullets out of the way..it seems there's a-lot more talk about taking the idea of people with enhanced abilities seriously...across the country but no more so then the Atlanta Police Department. ."

"So Chief, are you saying that you don't believe in the existence of people with superhuman abilities, even after yesterday? I for one have numerous witnesse's, as well as footage of people just walking then all of a sudden these giant bullets appear and start tearing things up."

The Chief looked pissed about the comment, he was still dealing with this and the fact that he'd lost good men and women yesterday. "I'm not saying I'm denying the existence, clearly what happened yesterday was by definition not normal. However there's lots of things to consider, what extent are these enhanced beings if there enhanced, is it even superhuman abilities? It could be anything..advanced weapons, experimental technology, we don't want to rule out all options including the fact that there may be people walking among us...who can do certain things a majority of the populace can't, anyway I'm not taking any further questioning."

Luke frowned..but it made sense, although plenty were saying pwoers powers, if he didn't have powers he didn't know what he'd think at this point. The news changed to something else, and he got up to grab some frozen food he'd warmed up in Tamara's microwave. As he got back to the couch to start chowing down he froze seeing the news talking about a drunk driver who went on a shooting spree killing employees and customers in a Mcdonalds before taking the vicious shooting to the sidewalk. "Holy fuck."

"The Killer in custody is Tamara Williams, confirmed sister of Jace Williams who's been on the news in connection to numerous brutal murders in the past week, at least 21 people are dead, and many more with gun shot wounds, the APD is still on the look out for her brother Jace Williams, whose whereabouts are unknown." A Picture of Tamara was seen, as well as footage of her opening fire on the sidewalks at innocent people, and then showing a picture of Jace.

"No what the fuck?! What the fuck!" Luke was in disbelief, he'd known Tamara for years and she was not prone to violence. Sure she'd gotten into a few fist fights, but this was unbelievable. He had to do something about this and now. "NO! LUCY! LUCY WAKE UP!!!!" Luke yelled out to Lucy he didn't know what to think of this, he had to go see Tamara, this didn't make any sense at all, something wasn't right, and he had a horrible feeling in his gut.

Jace Williams - Atlanta, Georgia - The Crib

After breakfast Jace had decided to just listen to music, read the Bible, and meditate. He'd also got some calls to his friend who sold him the car, some others telling him to lay low because the police were looking for him, and other things.

This was not exactly going well, he knew it would get risky for him to even be leaving his apartment. Every time he left he was in his hoodie, face covered, and more. He always took the stairs never wanting to be stuck on the elevator, and kept to himself. Still he couldn't lie he was itching to smoke, and he couldn't just sit around stagnant. He couldn't lie, this revenge mission had given him a thrill like he never had. He had been really living the past three weeks, feeling like he was in a video game. The police he abhorred so much could no longer push him around, he got to take whatever he wanted, it was perfect.

"I can't think like...that... I can't be no fucking savage no more ain't no reason, I got money, I got weed, I got to focus on helping people." He was planning on getting out of Atlanta pretty soon, he'd made arrangements to purchase a beach house in Florida. He figured sooner or later the police would be at his door, and he didn't want any more confrontations.

His plan was to leave by Sunday or Monday at latest, and kiss Georgia good bye. He'd lay low, enjoy the beach, send some money to his auntie, and his sister, then after things were less hot he'd go back to Chicago to see his mom. He was already starting to figure he needed weed in his life, so he'd just postpone smoking till he got down to Florida and everything was good. "I mean honestly..I can start getting shit going." Jace was never one to be patient so he went to collect his vacumn sealed bags of marijuana, and began putting them in a seat case just leaving a few grams in his drawer in-case he really craved to smoke.

He then packed his guns in his suit case, and put the majority of his money in the suit case saving only 5 grand which he wanted to keep on his person. Finally he packed some clothes in the suit case, and headed downstairs. Just in case anything happened he wanted to have his money, weed, and guns packed away. Getting to the parking garage he popped his trunk and tossed the suit case in before closing it. He was a warrant connected to a pending murder charges driving with no insurance so this was another reason he was glad he stopped driving drunk, no need to pile up charges.

He was back in his room, and glad no one had seen him, Monday couldn't come soon enough. That's when the property would be ready, but at any rate he had a feeling of foreboding and wouldn't even mind leaving Sunday he just needed to get his affairs in order. Most importantly he wanted to attend church with Auntie Keisha one more time before he left the state. He decided he needed a break from reading the Bible, and went to Netflix to get caught up on Scandal.

Jane Donovan - Atlanta, Georgia - Attention

Jane was pissed, but she was also somewhat curious. This guy didn't seem like the type of person to just leave witnesses, or spare people. At least in her head at least, no man worthy of her charms would spare someone like Luke. He'd killed several police officers before, so she wondered why he'd let Luke live.

There were a couple different reasons that were floating through her demented mind. One of which was that perhaps Luke had powers of his own and was able to defend himself to an extent. But how likely was it that Luke of all people, had powers. Not him, he's all about being the big guy on campus, if he had powers he'd let everyone know if he thought it would get him, pussy, money, or both. She was still bitter about her experience with Luke in the past. She'd slept with him for weed, they'd spent a-lot of time listening to music and watching movies high, and he had the nerve to label her crazy.

"Fuck him..but hmm." Jane had notes, and documents on her laptop about the super thug as some people were calling him. She didn't like the label, but it was what a-lot of people were saying. She never really liked the word thug, she'd been around the world of crime all her life, and thug didn't represent power. It represented violent people on the bottom of the totem poles, this man commanded, power, respect,and most of all fear.

She was euphoric after the hospital attack yesterday, the whole city was in shock. Numerous people had said it was one of the most horrific things to ever happen in Atlanta, and compared it to 9/11. To be compared to such an evil person made her feel proud, but still she wanted the fear to be of her.

Of course unlike Jace she wasn't bullet proof, so she couldn't just show her face, and speak because even if she was sure she could kill-alot of people, the police could eventually gun her down. However she'd come up with a different way to incite fear in the city, and still be feared. It was simple, every villain needed a disguise. She had hers down to a T.

She had a plan and it was going perfectly. She had went to one of her friends house, and upon getting there had reduced the friend and her room mate to miniature size and put them in a jar ignoring their protests. She'd also set up a camera, and put on a Harley Quinn costume she'd gotten from a halloween store including the face paint and colorful hair. Lastly she put on some black shades, now it was time to get the attention she deserved.

She'd picked the perfect target, one of the girls name was Heather and her father was the Mayor. She had a sinister idea, and a video to make. An hour later the video was made, and she uploaded the video to youtube, sent it to the mayor, sent it to all of Heather's contacts, and submitted it to every major news station, the buzz would be great.

The Video.
"Hello people, now I know we've all been watching the news and talking about all this crazy stuff going on ever since that weird ass storm." Jane was seen on the camera in her Harley Quinn Suicide Squad uniform with her shades on. She'd turned off all the lights in Heather's apartment and had just one lamp light in the back-ground to illuminate the back-ground so she could be seen.

"So for all intents and purpouss, let's say my name is Harley, Harley Quinn." She said with a giggle. "Don't worry though I'm not the Jokers girlfriend, the real Harley sadly isn't real. I'll do her justice though." She stepped back, and took out a blunt which she sparked and took a few drags.

"Good weed ahh I love it. Anyway, so let me tell you a few things. Everything that's been happening the past few days, it's so wonderful, it's crazy what these powers can do, I mean after I got mine ti was great. But I want to tell you who this video is for, it's for my man, and hopefully future baby daddy! You know who you are? The Guy who's out tanking bullets, punching holes in bitches, and ripping cops apart, oooh he just gets me wet! When I first got my powers I didn't know what to do with them, I mean..well I did..I killed a bunch of my classmates hahahaha." Jane started to laugh.

"It's not major news no more, but the past two weeks seventeen Georgia State Students went missing, well "Jane's right hand shot up." I'm the one responsible! You see...growing up I never really liked heroes, always wasting their talents trying to help others. I won't waste time, this is for you baby! I'm the woman you need, and I'm trying to find you. Not only did I kidnap and kill all those students..I killed everyone in a sorority house and my proudest work..I'm responsible for the hospital incident too. "

"Anyway let me get to the point, the mayors daughter Heather Manns, I've kidnapped her daughter and her roommate, don't worry there dead now, also a school bus on a way to a local hospital I..intercepted it, and I've taken all the students. I'm going to show one of the things I'm capable of doing with my power, watch this."

The video then panned to Heather, her room mate, and the high school students in some massive room yelling for help, and trying to figure out what was going on. Suddenly it showed the room was just vibrating, and then they began screaming as they were being burned alive. Then suddenly the camera panned on Heather with her room mate and the others in the back ground as they exploded. The Footage died. It shifted back to the dimly lit room with Jane sitting there in her costume with shades on.

"Hahahahaha" Jane was just laughing and smoking her blunt laughing. "That was fucking great! The Mayor's daughter dead! All those high school students are dead! I'm going to keep killing people, I tried to tell the police, but they ignored me, now I want this message to get out. You regular people are nothing, us people with powers, we are gods and goddess's. This world is ours, and now most importantly baby whoever you are, I need you, together we can do anything! ANYTHING, THE WORLD WILL CRUMBLE BENEATH US!!!"

The Video Over.

Jane had plenty of fun, how she actually killed the people was fun to her. She'd put Heather, her room mate, and the shrunken high school students in the microwave, put it on five minutes, and watched them get cooked alive until they exploded. She decided to get some napkins, and wash the miniature blood out the microwave, and toss it in the trash. After she finished smoking she tossed the roach in the trash-can, and left Heather's apartment. She decided to retain the costume, but she removed the fast paint, the wig, and the shades, and put in hte trunk of her car before pulling off waiting for the world's reaction.

---

---

Seraphina had settled down in New York as she walked into her apartment. "Alright i'll see you tomorrow." Seraphina said as she hung up her phone she opened the door carrying her groceries that she had just bought setting them down onto the floor. She turned on the light to her apartment seeing a man in her apartment wearing a suit she quickly dug through her purse and pulled out her handgun she always kept on her. "Don't shoot." He said calmly when the man stood up, Sera sighed loudly as she set the gun back inside and recognized him as her old partner in the CIA. "The fucking hell do you want?" Seraphina asked as she closed the door and locked the door behind her as she moved towards the kitchen. She pulled out a bottle of beer from the bag and opened it looking over at the man as she leaned up against the counter.

"I came with a job for you." He said, Sera quickly cut him off and raised her hand at him shaking her head. "I told you i'm fucking done with the CIA bullshit." She told him as she looked at him. "After spending two damn years in a Russian prison I told you I was done." Sera said. "It's just a simple job and that's it." He walked over and handed her some files of the recent superhuman attacks. "We just need to find out who has been doing them and that's it." He said as he was about to leave Seraphina looked them over sighing loudly as she looked over and glared at him. "Fine, this is the last one then i'm done." Seraphina said. "Good theres already tickets for you in the files plane leaves tomorrow."



Once Sera was there she had quickly gotten to work, of course she had her powers she learned how to use on her own at first she was scared, but now she started to embrace it was every spy's dream to not even be seen. She had gone to some of the crime scenes of course she surveyed the outside of each of the scenes from the sorority house, to the drug dealers place and the attack on the hospital. Then she backed away every time and used her ability to go invisible and entered it to get a better view of what had happened. Though everything was pretty much picked clean at that point.

Seraphina eventually headed back to her apartment and sat down as she turned on the news and then watched as one of the local news stations started to play with some crazy girl parading as Harley Quinn. The girl certainly did have a lot of screws lose in her head and she didn't even know where to begin on where to start from there. She decided to wait until she found out more information as she leaned forward and watched the news some more.

The car of Wash, Alan and Christoph drove up to the staging area. It was the basement of what used to be a retirement home that was going to fall down. Wash bought it on the cheap and had it renovated so it would stay standing. And then renovated again more discretely to fit their purposes. The top now served as low rent apartments offered to people undesirable enough not to talk, but not dangerous enough to cause trouble. really finding the right clients for that was harder than it sounds.

"Help the new guy get out of the car and follow me Wash," alan said as he climbed out of the car and jogged over to the stairs where all of his men and Julia were assembled. "Good evening everyone. "Wash and a new recruit will be here very shortly and then we'll start."

Julia smiled towards Alan as he greeted everyone, "Good evening to you too, I hope you're having a good day!" She expressed cheerfully.

Christoph stumbled down the stairs with Wash holding him up. Eventually the two made it to a wall where Christoph was promptly propped up.

"Alright" Alan began. "First I'd like to explain why I've decided to come back. If you've heard anything about super powered individuals on the news" he raised his right arm and shot a lightning bolt over at an unoccupied concrete wall. Most of his men jumped at the sight of it but returned their eyes to Alan with more interest. "that is why I've returned. I just have to try these powers out on the job. Besides it was about time I got back into the swing of things anyway. "There have been some drastic changes of plans. Originally we were going to hit a bank. It would have been a lot of the usual drill, but just earlier today I got a job offer I simply could not refuse. We're going to sneak our way into a CIA building and steal their server. Then Madison is going to rip as many files as she can for our Client. To do this" he waved his hand from Julia to Christoph, "I have hired two additional supers to help. Please introduce yourselves."

Julia's cheerful demeanor maintained as eyes shifted towards her. She waved towards the rest of the group. "Hi, I'm Julia, I'm a firefighter by trade, and I really look forward to working with you all!" She wanted to display her abilities to those gathered but couldn't think of a way. So she just balled up a fist and slapped it into an open hand. "I guess... I'm the muscle!"

"She has super strength" Alan quickly added. "And the one on the wall has the ability to take on the appearance of other people. He'll be our way in. Now let's get down to the specifics..."