Atlanta Georgia -- Legion Headquarters Facility -- Flint, Elle, Adora & Riddley
"Allllllright "Flint had some fake excitement as he waltzed into the office and plopped down at his desk, forgetting to keep the door open for Elle on purpose as they came in. "So Elle, while you've been all wrapped up in fantasy, fantasy has been becoming more and more real, no dragons or that other nerd stuff but who knows the way things are going it might just be the case." Nonchalantly he spoke about the situation with more and more people with abilities, every new one more exotic then the last showing up. After getting out his laptop and some files, he went to his mini fridge pulling out two heinekens, popping the corks, and handing one to his sister. "See that, man of my word, you can have the second one if you decide to help stop Armageddon."
Staring at her brother, Elle took the beer as it was offered to her. Listening to the onslaught of information he was giving to her, which only served to become more and more outlandish the longer that he went on. Right... Just what the hell was he trying to pull her into now..? This shit sounded like the worst D'n'D campaign she had ever ever heard of. One that you would run purely with a bunch of newbies in order to teach them basics. Tapping the side of her Heineken with the pad of her thumb, she nodded her head. Slowly. Her eyes never once leaving his figure, and her expression never changing until finally it did. Her brows raising and her features twisting into both surprise and something that clearly stated she didn't completely believe him as she lifted her beer. Taking a well needed swig before using it to motion to him.
"Ooookay. So one... you've finally lost it. Two... even if I did believe any of this, what do you expect us to do..? Drive around in a car and hunt monsters that go bump in the night..? We're not the Winchesters. And three... talk to your damn co-workers. They act like they've never seen a woman sporting a medieval gown and carrying a sword before."
Flint sighed it was always a tough sell with Elle, car dealers probably never had a good time with her, he was her brother for Christ sake. He needed another sip of his heineken right away, screw being 5PM somewhere, it was 12 here and he was proud. "I'm not even gonna respond to all three points, definently not in order. Grabbing a remote and pressing a button to flick on his TV screen it showed the headline "National manhunt for Rita Hernandez, 100 dead, 80 injured" and began playing footage of her at giant size stepping on highway traffic, tossing a helicopter into the fray of moving vehicles, and stomping on the rest area. "Does that look crazy to you, or I mean crazy like it's not happening cause damn it Elle it is.” Frustrated he took another much needed swig from his beer.
I know we're not the Winchesters, cause after their little arguments they get back together in 40 minute segments it's been over a week since I saw you, I expect us to do what dad would do if he was still here, do something about it. That girl right there, I know she's part of all of this. In the video I saw a tattoo for the Salzaras cartel's on one of the guys she stepped on, the main reason I need your help is one of my co-workers was dirty in bed with the Salzaras and he got killed by some super powered mofo trying and that same mofo is trying to take over the Cartels, something tells me "Rita Hernandez" if that's her real name is that mofo or working directly with her. I'm not asking you to agree with me or Legion locking up people with powers till we can figure out how to handle them, but at least lend me your brain and let's stop the Justice League from doing a fusion dance with the fucking Cartels or were all screwed."
"Hey, watch it. I happen to like the Justice League, so don't go speaking ill about those beautiful creations. And I can't help that I live and work in Miami..! If you're really that worried, you'd fly over and see me."
My, oh my, he was so damn frustrating at times. Huffing out an exasperated sigh, Elle's gaze was drawn to the news segment playing on the television. Okay, so maybe he hadn't lost it yet. He was certainly on his way. But he had a point. If their father was around, he would sooner kick their asses for wasting time bickering when they could instead be doing something to at least try and help out the situation. Tearing her attention away from the TV, she turned her back to it, groaning out in defeat, "..argh... fine. Okay. What the fuck do you want me to do..? And don't think you don't owe me big time for this, Flint. This is like, dressing up in tights and running around as Peter Pan worthy big time owing."
Flint rolled his eyes at her comment about superheroes, it was always something fictional popping up he much promised realistic media although the eye candy contributed a-lot. "Yeah well when the Justice League gets a whole movie series with girls that look like Scarlett Johansen let me know and I'll be very attentive to Wonder Woman and friends." The priority of course in his eyes was the super powered female leads for how much he'd pay attention to a live action Justice League film. "Yeah I'd fly over and see you more too..If I wasn't trying to take care of all this...fix this situation.." He trailed off, he'd told Elle he'd been involved with Legion, but never that their experiments where the reason people had powers, the reason "The Incident" happened and the reason their father was dead.
He caught himself, this wasn’t time, maybe it was later, maybe it was never, the very latter is what he preferred when it came to this topic. Reaching in his pocket he handed her a flash drive, and grinned. “Gracias, oh by the way you know what’s on there, senior year high school, when you were ready to show the world you weren’t innocent, my back-up plan was blackmail but we’re talking millions of lives at stake minimum” He decided to cough up his plan B not wanting her to find it or it came up later, and lead to more bickering.
“ I need those computer skills of yours, and I can even get Legion to give you a check, CIA approved work vacation time, just like your big bro.” He finished the rest of his beer and tossed it in the trash. “So hop on my laptop, go through the files, need to figure out who killed my partner Greg Konnovich, figure out who Rita Hernandez is, and how this all ties together, the quicker we find out which person is gunning to be Super Esobar, we can nip em in the bud, I can go back to putting the innocent living bombs in jail, and your back on the beach on the computer, fighting dragons on the weekend.”
"I agree with pretty much none of what you said aside from getting back to the beach and my alliance."
Her annoyed mood clear on her features, Elle reached out. Practically snatching the USB out of his hand before he had the chance to change his mind, not like it really would have mattered that much any way. As smart as her brother was; he could have his moments of stupidity. They were rare; but boy were they big. Like his plan B. What had he thought to accomplish by blackmailing a hacker..? And not just any hacker; but one who was his sister. One who had multitude of dirt on him, plus pictures in albums of when he was being potty trained. But she wasn't about to mention that. Not now. She'd let him have his little moment; let him think that he'd won this battle of the siblings.
Moving around his desk, already making herself at home as she dropped down into the chair, she put her beer down beside the laptop. Her fingers already moving quickly and skilfully over the keyboard as she got to work; remotely logging into her work computer and setting up that link to help her in her search for the information that he was asking her for, "And by the way... Gal Gadot plays the live action Wonder Woman. Israeli actress, legs for days; and man is she nice to look at."
"Fair enough that's all we need to be mutual about" As long as they came to an understanding of sorts thats all that really mattered, after all family was bound to argue. He decided against a second beer, wanting to watch his sister work her techno magic and see what she could uncover. "Oooh you might have just won me over, that's something I need to check out" He was ecstatic about his sudden interest in Wonder Woman, wishing real life superhumans could be tha attractive and not evil
"..okay, so this Korrovich, he's one hell of an interesting guy... some of the shit that's coming up..."
Frowning slightly, her ankles crossing underneath her, Elle leant forward. Bringing herself a little closer as her normal faded, leaving her with a slightly more serious attitude about what she was doing, "..wait... you said the name 'Rita Hernandez' before... right..? Because there are no records of anyone by that name- well, I mean there are records. Just none that prove that she's not some made up person, and she has some strong damn ties with Korrovich."
"Yeah well I need to know everything about him, he's one hell of a traitor but it pays to be a dirt bag these days." Flint was irritated about Greg, he was more so worried about finding his killer in order to take action against them rather then avenge Greg's death specifically. He sat back taking out his cell phone to message Riddley. Hey Swing on by to the HQ, I''ve got someone with me who's going through the information we have available and we might actually learn something "What do you mean by some damn strong ties? Come on spit it out?
"I mean they have some damn strong ties. Might even be, you know, ties. Wink, wink." A smirk crossing over her lips, Elle lifted her head up. Her eyes flicking over to meet with her brother's, though she was only met with an unimpressed and disapproving expression in response, "No..? Okay then." Bringing her attention back down to the screen, she once again allowed herself to concentrate on the information in front of her. Not even aware of the coding, barely visible, running up and down through her iris' as she continued to dig deeper.
"It seems their relationship ran deeper than just acquaintances, or co-workers that mingle around the water cooler searching for gossip... No... these two knew each other- like really knew each other. And-... Yeah. Thought so. There is no Rita Hernandez- no birth records, no DMV records, no passport; nothing. The woman doesn't exist."
Flint rolled his eyes. "Not all that interested in hearing about any of that right now, and trust me that's a first." Flint was eager to change the subject on that, and get back to figuring out what exactly Greg Konnovich had going on. "So it's all fabricated, everything, and if she was messing with Korovich he had the entire CIA database to make it look as authentic as possible.
"Flint paused to ponder the consequences of what this means." So we know someone killed Konnovich, someone with powers, that someone wants control of the Salzaras Cartel, but then Rita Hernandes the fake woman, has the power to turn into Godzilla, but according to the footage & what I've learned on my own the people she initially went Goliath on where involved with some company called the Nova Consolidate & some members of the Cartel, an unlikely pairing unless their working together & Nova had some shady dealings going on. “The more answers they got, the more questions popped up.
I'm half ready to assume Rita killed Korovich, and somehow she runs the Cartel. But Hector Salzaras was reported alive in Mexico less then 24 hours ago, and he wouldn't have someone kill his own people not with all that publicity, plus I've seen footage of the backup Korrovich called in getting killed easily. One guy looked like the force slammed him into a wall, second guy got hit with an object that came from thin air, and the last two....the screen just went black & there's no remains of their body...we had camera's all over that warehouse so even if Rita was there and went giant and stepped on those last two, we would have caught it, hell random people passing by would have saw it, her power is too flashy for her to be the one that killed those soldiers, dig deeper."
"I... don't think Korrovich is your problem here. And if Salzaras' not willing to have one of his top ranking men killed; then he isn't going to put out a hit on his sister for killing them. Besides. That whole point is moot anyway, because that..." Dragging out the word long enough that she was able to twist the chair she was in around, Elle reached out and picked up the remote for the TV. Pausing it on a picture of the woman causing all the damage, she motioned for her brother to look at it, "..that is not Rita Hernandez- or well, Rita Salzaras."
Flint was irritated, but Elle was only telling him the truth. He just wanted to crack the case, and be able to get out the office actually do something about the situation. "Rita Salzaras...Hector Salzaras has a sister." He'd been investigating Greg's ties to the Salzaras Cartel for three weeks prior to this, and had others in the organization doing the same, but the couldn't find out that Hector had a sister. "So who the fuck is that lady? And where's the real Rita Hernandez or Salzaras or whoever the hell she is. If that's not Rita, then I'm guessing whoever she is, that's the son of a bitch trying to take over the Cartel."
"Honestly..it's looking like it might be more then one person, maybe this girl if it's really not Rita which is likely has an ability that lets her alter her appearance, and her size, some sort of control over her body, or shape-shifting on crack I dunno, but the video that was a whole different power getting used, or I need to really scan the Marvel wikia to find out more." Just as he was getting frustrated he noticed a woman walking into the office. A Scientist who worked for Legion. "Good afternoon or morning whichever Hannah, what's going on "Hannah scowled at Flint and walked over to him putting a hand on his shoulder and shaking her head.
“It’s Afternoon, maybe if you didn’t have a fridge full all the time you’d know that, I was just coming by to let you know the prisoners were transfered to the D.C Facility, do we still need full security detail in the cells.”
“”Uhh yeah, there’s two stragglers, one guy can fly all he’s been doing is super shoplifting, the other girl Taylor Swinn she’s a contract killer, go ahead and pass the message along I’m busy here.”
“Yes Sir of course.” Hannah walked off and Flint shook his head.
“It shouldn’t matter if we have one fucking person, if there criminals we need full detail ugh” He was clearly frustrated by everything going on. “So what do you think we do now Elle?”
Falling silent, her gaze flicking to the woman talking to her brother, Elle placed the remote back down on the desk. Picking up her beer and taking another swig of it as she twisted back around. Turning back to the laptop she was working on, and giving Flint the space he needed as he and the woman conversed. Though once they were done, she didn't bother to look back up, "..in my opinion..? You need to find out who that woman is. And I would work it by assuming that Rita Salzaras is dead."
"Rita Salzaras is dead....great." Sarcasm dripping from his voice, if she was really dead, this meant the situation was going to get worst and probably more violent the cartels were relentless as is without their family's blood being spilled. "If she's really dead, and that woman or possibly man is involved, then we need to fix this situation quickly or there's going to be alotta blood spilled and not even by people with powers. "He sighed he was suppose to be working Legion and dealing with superhumans but somehow got roped into conflict with narcos.
“So we” Before he could say anything the alarm systems for the Legion HQ began blaring, and the sound of rapid gun-shot could be heard coming from the prison corridors. Flint quickly drew his weapon and stood up from his desk. “What the fuck.” Right as he said that a bullet the size of a boulder burst through the ground a few feet away from his office and tore through two security guards chatting off to the side. “Elle get down!!!”
Heart sinking, the look on her brother's face more than enough to tell her that something was wrong, Elle twisted the seat slightly. Her head turning. But it only took the glint of something silver in the corner of her eye to get her turning in the other direction. Her body falling forwards and off the chair, she rolled. Her arms lifting, covering her head as she slipped in and under the desk. Trying to avoid it, though getting hit by the broken shards of the window anyway. The glass cutting through what skin they managed to get in contact with.
"..Flint..!"
Riddley still wasn't even dressed when her Legion-provided phone dinged! She sighed melodramatically, looking to it sitting on the kitchen counter. Well, she wasn't on payroll for nothing-- It was hard having to work for someone after so long on the run. She stood, dumping her food waste into the trash before walking over and picking up her phone to read the message: It was from Flint Marrow, of course, coldly identified by his number alone--no name. "Hey Swing on by to the HQ, I've got someone with me who's going through the information we have available and we might actually learn something."
"You got it, boss man," she texted back simply before properly preparing for a day of work. Over a tanktop, she would wear a button-up shirt. Feeling refreshed, she would braid her hair instead of simply tying it back, and take a moment to smile at herself in the mirror. She almost felt normal again for a moment.
And with that, she stepped outside to hail her uber driver. Legion didn't place her too far from HQ, so she would be there relatively quickly.
ALERT ALERT ALERT THE PRISON HAS BEEN BREACHED! The alarm was blaring full volume, Flint reached in his desk and tossed Elle a semi automatic. "Damn it Riddley where the fuck are you." He muttered under his teeth and motioned for Elle to follow him as he rushed out the room. "Come on we need to get the prison center right now, looks like someone's trying a prison break..and they've got a massive bullet...real big guns wait." Flint almost froze connecting the dots seeing the giant bullet. "Damn it! Elle, I think it's her the size of the bullet, but there's no giant woman outside!" Gripping his gun he looked to the stairs and sighed Riddley or no Riddley he couldnt let one dangerous powered person free others.
"You really think I can fucking run in this dress..!" Catching the gun, her body twisting on the ground enough that she was able to peer around the desk, Elle glared at her brother, "Who cares right now if it's them or not..! Go do your job..! Don't worry about me..!"
"What?! Elle I guarantee you'll be safer with me then up here, you see the size of these bullets bursting through the floor." Right as he said that none other then the empowered individual with flight who the'd arrested was flung through the shattered window and slammed into the wall lifeless. Rushing over to feel his pulse his eyes widened." He's dead....she killed one of her own, I thought she was breaking them out."
“Then you thought wrong Marrow” Flint turned to see none other then Rita Salzaras who appeared seemingly out of thin air looking at the lifeless empowered she’d just drained. “He’s pathetic, a shop lifter, we are gods, and he’s stealing food from walmart, food that should be given.”
“Look lady your not a god, your amped up on evolution, bad taste in wardrobe, and a whole lotta evil..” Flint raised his gun and fired only for the bullet to fall to the ground putting a hole in the ground, and he fell back as his gun felt heavier.
“Oh hush, I have places to be, people to meet, I just need one thing from your sister a hug, give me a hug Elle, or I’ll kill your brother and everyone else in here.” Adora barked at Flint’s sister as she held her hands out.
Oh, this was not happening...
It couldn't- it shouldn't..! Why wasn't this a dream..? Why had she been stupid enough to let Flint talk her into this mess..? When all was said and done, he was a dead man. She was going to shoot him herself for dragging her into this crap.
Body trembling as she slowly, but surely crawled out from where she'd been laying under the desk, Elle shakily got back to her feet. The gun that she'd been thrown earlier falling to the ground between her and her brother as she took a step back. Having nowhere else to go as she felt the mahogany pressing against her from behind. Her hands gripping at the long and rather beautiful material that made up her dress. Her heart pounding, eyes never leaving the woman that was, as she knew now, not the real Rita Salzaras, she shifted slightly. Blood trickling lightly down her arms and face.
"..I hug you, I save my brother..? Isn't it only fair you tell me your name first..? I mean, after all... you know mine..."
Flint struggled to pick up his gun that felt like it weighed more then a car, this was a mexican stand off where he had a butter knife and "Rita" had an RPG. "For a fucking hug bitch, are you that lonely get a damn cat"
“Was I talking to you? I don’t remember asking the ugly one for a hug, I’m feeling auburn today.”
“Alright talk to this.” Flint slipped his hand from the heavy gun and pulled out a knife attempting to rush Adora who glared at him and he fell to the ground with a thud screaming in pain. “Gah..aaah, why the fuck do I feel like someone put a god damn steam roller on top of me.” He yelled out in pain and the knife tore a hole in the floor digging deep as Adora smiled.
“I don’t have to be the size of a building to step on a bug Flint, now Elle I told you what I wanted do you want your brother to get flattened? Oh is that a gun, where you going to shoot me? There’s nicer ways to handle rejection” Without warning the gun hastily raced to the ceiling as if gravity didn’t apply to it. She slowly walked over to Elle and held her hands out. “Come on just a hug, is it my smell? I showered this morning. As a show of good faith I’ll let Flint breath.” Flint suddenly stopped groaning in pain as the invisible pressure was lifted off him but he was still hurt from it.
Yeah... she was definitely going to kill her brother...
The sound of her brother gasping for air reaching her ears, Elle turned her attention back to the woman in front of her. And for the briefest of moments, she finally understood why it was that her brother was so hell bent on hunting her down. Swallowing, forcing the lump that had formed in her throat back down, she nodded her head lightly. Silently and in understanding. A hug. That was all. All she had to do was hug the woman, and it was all over. Her brother would be saved.
Shaking, almost losing her legs out from under her as she closed the remainder of the gap between her and the woman, she reached out. Elle's hand first coming to a rest on her collar bone, over her top before the rest of the gap was closed. The same arm snaking around the woman's torso holding her tightly as she lifted her head up. Her lips brushing softly against the shell of her ear, Elle's warm breath fanned out and over her skin as she spoke, her other hand already moving; the dagger she'd bought purely for the fact that it went with her costume being pulled from the pocket she kept hidden in the folds of her dress, slipping into the woman's flesh as she spoke.
"..go to hell, bitch..."
It was as though a mine had gone off between them. The sudden shock wave shooting out through the room with the two of them at the center, rattling walls and causing the remainder of the windows to shatter, they were both thrown from where they stood. A pained yell coming out of her mouth as her back slammed against the far wall, the dagger she'd been holding fell from her grasp. Her body crumbling in a heap onto the ground where she groaned. Her eyes shutting in pain.
Flint said a silent prayer. God if your listening right now, I know we don't speak often, hell never, but if you can pull off a miracle to get us out of this at least Elle "Don't touch that bitch you idiot! She's going to kill you!" Flint screamed out as he struggled to get up the heavy force on him removed.
“Yes give me a hug Elle” Adora smiled. Now your everything is mine, memories, knowledge, I’m the new Elle bitch As their skin made contact Adora was giddy with excitement. She felt everything that was Elle, her memories, knowledge, her plan was working perfectly when suddenly Elle whisphered into her ears, the blade plunged into her, then the shockwave occured that seperated them sending them both reeling.
As Adora crashed through the wall, Flint rose up running over to Elle shaking her. “Elle! Elle what the fuck was that!: What the fuck did you do to my sister!!!” Flint screamed now up on his feet, turning to Adora who appeared down. “Damn it Elle! I should have left you at home, it wasn’t worth this.” Touching her neck he felt her pulse, and calme ddown a little turning to see Adora was standing up. “What...she put a blade through you!”
Some blood was seeping from her wound, but not as much as that should and he saw the dagger was on the ground behind her. “I can’t lie, that was smart. Using my own ability against me trying to feed me someone with powers after I just ate. “Adora could be heard laughing she was clearly injuerd but not down by the count as she picked up the bloodied dagger it looked bent as well.
“How in the fuck, what are you talking about, who has powers?”
“Oh you expect me to believe you didn’t know your sister was one of them. You want to hunt us down but you need us to hunt.” Adora held the dagger in her hand and lifted it up biting half off it off chewing it like a potato chip and swallowing then plunged the dagger into her own skin” Flint watched in horror as the dagger pierced for a second only to bend before it went deeper then the surface. “What are you.”
“Ooooooooo Death, won’t you spare me over till another year, I don’t wield control over size I am in control of mass itself, size, density, weigh-” Before she could speak further Dean had grabbed Elle’s gun and fired two shots into her chest watching as the did even less surface damage then fell to the ground.
“Blunt force against someone who controls said force, at least your sister wasn’t aware, your just stupid, I’m going to murder you.” Adora raised her hand and suddenly Flint felt the world getting larger around him as he was shrunk in size as Adora marched over to him reducing his size to a bug she raised her foot to step on him when suddenly Flint was resized, and he grabbed the heinken off his desk and bashed it against her skin watching the bottle break.
What...what’s wrong with my powers why did he get resized?! Damn it my powers are glitching
God, was that you twice, I...I..guess I’ll hold up my end of the bargain “Ha..HA! Bitch learn to stop eating when your full.”
“You realize your still going to die both of you?” Adora grabbed Flint punching him in the chest causing him to cough out blood, then she kicked him sending him reeling into the desk cracking it in half, as Adora raised her gun pointing it at Flint. “Here’s a message I got from your sister, Go To Hell!” Her finger was on the trigger about to pull it.
The uber came to a stop-- a harsh stop, that threw Riddley's head into the seat in front of her. Her anger flared and she leaned forward between the front seats. "Kid, you've got some fucking nerve driving like that--" She stopped when she noticed he wasn't listening and instead followed his gaze to the building ahead. It stood strong, but she could see lights flickering. And now that she listened closely, she could hear alarms blaring from outside the car. "Oh my God," she said, and immediately jumped out of the car. Her first day of work and OF COURSE the building was under attack.
Waving for the driver to go, and go quickly, she ran into the building as others were fleeing. She looked into each face for someone familiar, but there was no sign of Flint nor a sound from her phone. "You--" she reached out and grabbed a panicked woman--"Flint Marrow. Where is he?"
"I-I-- Just talked to him. He's--" the woman gasped, looking back at the buildling. "One escaped o-or broke in! She's--"
"Where is Marrow?" Riddley repeated, gripping the woman's arms as she pulled her to look into her eyes.
The woman seemed dazed, but the pain of Riddley's grip cleared her head enough to answer. "Two-- Floor two. Second floor."
Riddley was already running for the building again, hopping oddly as she abandoned one shoe. And then the other. The woman looked after her, clearly confused by whatever strategy this young red headed woman was going for. Why would she bother taking off her shoes only to keep running for the building? Then suddenly--
The thunderous clap startled escapees before they felt the heat. The ground under Riddley was obliterated as an explosion erupted just under her feet. The woman was propelled into the air by the blast. She was in the air for maybe 4 seconds before she crashed through the window of the second floor, not quite sticking the landing. She slid across the floor, the soot under her feet leaving streaks on the office marble and she hit the wall for just a moment.
"Ahahaha--" she was laughing, eyes bright with power as she found the target: the bitch with the gun. A second explosion--but this time from her hands as she threw a stream of flames at Adora. She braced herself against the pressure pushing back at her, grinning ear to ear, her power surprisingly targeting Adora alone as the room grew hot.
"Pull the trigger Rita, whatever the fuck you are! You think I care about what you can do! This is my job, whether your selling crack to kids, bombs, or you can chuck school buses like foot balls. I die, there's 100 other people including my sister to replace me, by my hand or someone else bitch your gonna get got." Flint barked out as Adora just started laughing.
“There’s no one here to help you Flint, your the only one getting got.” Right as she pulled the trigger a stream of flame engulfed her and blasted her through the wall melting her gun at the same time.
“Damn it, It took you long enough! My sister got hit with a shock wave, and The Cartel Doppleganger was playing Honey I shrunk the feds over here! If I get stepped on your fired!!” Flint yelled out clearly in pain, somewhat joking but feeling relieved. From the rubble of the fire blast Adora emerged still in Rita form clothes burned, but her enhanced density preventing her from dying or being down from the count but she had some burn wounds.
“Oh you just mad me mad...so so mad, you have power but you want to side with these worms! You want to be with the insects I’ll treat you like one.” Adora screamed her hand was engulfed in a blue light and she fired a laser beam right at Riddley.
No one had ever gotten back up from any of Riddley's fires, so she turned and crouched to help Flint. "We need to evacuate," she said matter-of-factly. That should've been the end of it, but Riddley heard someone take a few steps. Then she heard Adora's--Rita's?--voice. And she stood again, eyes snapping back to the target. She was surprised, but seeing Adora still somehow alive brought another smile to Riddley's face.
Now it was getting good.
Riddley dove toward the window as the light manifested in the other's hand. She had made the right call when the beam barely missed her face. "It's a little weird to go out of your way to squish bugs, innit?" she mocked. Part of Riddley was thoroughly enjoying the new challenge of facing another powerful super, but another part of her was confused. What exactly was this woman's power?
Fire exploded underneath her feet as Riddley propelled herself at the woman, elbow out and form low as she aimed to crack a few ribs.
"I'm tired of fucking around with you people! You've said one thing right I should never waste this much energy on a bug. I am as above you as your above Flint over there." She screamed out as she summoned laser energy as Riddley collided into her, however using so many powers as well as the shock wave was draining her rapidly. I can't take this, my mass skin is going to fall soon , I have to end this now Now her mind was filled with fear as Riddley had managed to overpower her sending her tumbling through a wall drawing blood, her mass skin already weakening.
“Time for you to die bitch.” Adora raised her hand to summon a laser to aim at Riddley, only for the laser to fizzile out.” FUCK!” She screamed, but had one last option. Tapping into the remains of her energy she managed to turn invisible. Now for the kill shot, one last trick She reached for a piece of metallic debris from earlier damage their fight had caused and gripped it.
Tapping into the prisoner she’d drained dry she levitated off the ground then launched herself forward flying at super sonic speed into Riddley bashing her into a wall, becoming visible. “YOU ARE A FUCKING BUG” She swung the metal rod down into Riddley’s abdomen struggling to hand onto her increased stength, and durability frmo her mass powers as she began brutally kicking the rot into Riddley’s abdomen while laughing. “I’m going to break every fucking bone in your body!!!!!”
"..you know... I’m getting real tired of stabbing you..."
An arm quickly snaking its way around the woman’s neck from behind, a figure, one that was an exact replica of Elle in every way, down to the very last detail, made sure to keep a tight hold on her as she slid the blade of the large sword she carried through the woman’s body. The replica’s eyes hard... cold as the blade pierced through to the other side.
"W--What?! NO!!!" Adora was bringing her foot down again to kick the metal rod into Riddley's abdomen when she heard a voice from a fighter she thought was already down. Her energy already drained from absorbing & utilizing too many powers as well as being caught by surprise she was unable to react. When Elle's skin connected with her, she screamed in pain her own power turning against her electrecuting her.
"NO!!! LET GO YOU STUPID BITCH AAH"! Adora wailed in pain using all the power she had left to maintain her mass durability to prevent the blade from piercing through her. "GET OFF!!!!"
Colliding into Adora was rather satisfying for Riddley: good old fashioned pummeling would never be less cool than torching someone. She could see the fear in the target's eyes as she continued toward her. With Adora struggling, Riddley's smile was fading-- Well, even the most powerful can't last long against her, it appeared. Her eyes glowed as her hand caught fire, smile gone. Riddley was bored and done. And then--
Adora slammed into Riddley with incredible force. She gasped in pain through a renewed smile as she hit the wall. "Yeah, get angry!" she managed to laugh-- Then choke as the other slammed the rod into her stomach.
Do I die playing hero? she wondered through it all, dazed from the pain as Adora went to town on her.
Riddley looked up when fear overtook Adora's voice again. To this coward? She was nearly disappointed in herself, but watched curiously as she struggled against the electricity. Her brown gaze lowered to the metal rod under foot, then back up again. Weakly, she reached out to grip the rod as her eyes burned yellow, rapidly heating it against Adora as she was attacked from behind
Adora was in excruiciating pain already from Elle's prolonged contact with her, already major flaw in her combat method against them. The pain was so intense that only at the last minute did feel her foot burning. "What?!" She screamed out in pain as the skin on her sole was getting burned, the rod had burned through her shoe entirely. The combination of the heated rod with Elle's clone reversing the effects of her power on her caused a point blank explosion of flame causing Adora to scream out as she was catapulted through a brick wall, beaten, bloodied, and the bottom of her sole burned as she was lost consciousness.
Flint was in a state of shock, Adora had been taken down by not only Riddley but his sister, but that wasn't his sister. He saw Elle's body next to him still unconscious, yet another Elle an exact replica had sprung up and taken advantage of some serious weakness in Adora's ability.
"My sister....she's one of them...she's....an empowered." Flint limped forward towards Riddley.. "PARAMEDIC! BRING ME A GOD DAMN PARAMEDIC! RIGHT FUCKING NOW!!!" Flint damn near collapsed near Riddley shaking her. "Hey Hey! Your good! Okay! You blew that bitch in the face she's down. "I NEED FUCKING TRANQUILLIZERS! Don't let Fake Rita over there wake up, if you cant get it through her skin, pour it down her damn throat!" Flint yelled out to Legion workers still in the area, who stood by in a battle they ewre clearly outclassed in. "Riddley! We won, get the fuck up."! Flint turned to the side as he coughed out some blood but his main concern was making sure Elle & Riddley were okay. A couple potential fractures weren't going to prevent him from making sure his team was okay
Stepping back, her legs shaking, the replica watched on. Her figure flickering a couple of times, before eventually, it faded away into nothing, as though it had never been there.
As the paramedics were rushed in, Flint was leaning against the wall, taking out a new port to spark. What the fuck kind of power did this bitch have, god damn it my sister is one of those things. Dad What do I do.. As a Legion security guard lifted up Adora and propped her against a wall, they poured the sedative down her throat. "Hey Hey get outta my way." Flint said pushing guards to the side and handing one his phone. "Take a picture of me." Flint raised his foot and stepped on Adora's face with his black air force 1's pressed against her cranium. Waving at the agent he took the picture on his phone, and Flint smiled. Taking his phone back he leaned down and smirked at Adora." Who's the bug now bitch."
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