Marcus leaned back in the chair of his office, waiting for the rest of what was going to be a hunting group. He had already sent messages to them, calling them to him (all the baddies!), and expecting them to be arriving any minute.

Jamie didn't disappoint, opening the door, and slipping in the room, he glanced about. The boy was an odd one, but that was to be expected, Marcus thought. He gestured for him to sit down, "Jamie. We are just waiting for the others to appear"

Jamie frowned. He always tried to get a look at Marcus's face, but as always, the hat he wore covered most of it. Yet sometimes he couldn't shake the feeling that Marcus was looking at him.

He sat, and did not speak.

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Leela was walking from school. She prefered to walk-it wasn't like the campus was far from her house. She glanced over her shoulder, feeling like she was being watched. Most of her life, she had felt like that.

She was thrown out of her thoughts as a loud squealing occurred, and then a violent sounding crash. She looked about wildly, seeing flames and the car crash. She didn't hesitate, and ran towards it, forming water in her hands, she let it loose on the flames, coughing at the smoke that was rapidly rising.

The flames hissed and died down. She tried to approach the vehicles, but knew she wouldn't be able to get anyone out "someone called an ambulance!" She yelled

The handle on the door shook slightly as Flint walked into the room next, the smell hit the two patrons like a wave. It smelt meaty, like rotting flesh. As he walked in, he moved towards a seat, his coat seemed to shift and ripple as if alive, the insects within moving around.
A cockroach fell out of his pants leg and began to scuttle around the room. A fly buzzed from out his collar and began to fly across the wall and along the ceiling. Flint coughed grossly into his hand and wiped the mass of bile and blood onto the seat beside him.
"So what's this all about then" Flint asked, his voice was raspy and gritty, his pale face looked towards Marcus and Jamie. He looked like a plague victim and sounded like one, it was surprising he could even function.

Heh....welcome to Hell, Tesla...playground of the damned. From atop the flattened and tarred roof of medium level apartment complex, down unto the bustling city streets glared a set of two vicious, glintering ice blue eyes upon the hustle and the frantic and indeed chaotic flow of the city's traffic, the rancorous ruckus of screeching rubber against the bloodstained and dry, cracked pavement, the surreal blaring of what seemed a thousand horns all being sounded at once, and the crashing of steel against hardened steel with a shattering burst of glass to follow. Soon would follow the cries and wails of the fire engines and other municipal service vehicles, ah the typical and most decadent of feelings...chaos...disrepair....anarchy... It sent such pleasurable chills up the girl's spine as a smirk formed under her respirator and she lowered her blue-tint goggles over her eyes. At about that time she had gotten a message, her cellphone vibrating in the back pocket of her black denim babydoll shorts. Maria flipped it open, reading the text about a meeting. Marcus.... She hissed before setting the phone back with a loud snap and flipping on her iPod, slipping in her Skullcandy buds into her ears, the psycho-electric and metal-laden sinister grooves of Rob Zombie assaulting her eardrums, but in a most desired and pleasant kind of way.

She took one step off the ledge, and suddenly she shot off like a tomahawk missile towards the next building, boosted by the ever violent and powerful surge of lightning from her hands over to the next building, where she latched into the brick with her sharp, insidious steel talons and flung herself over the bannister, darting as rapid as she could across the rooftop, soon to leap and vault herself over to the next, then the next as Maria again surged her hands full of electric bliss and propelled herself skyward, landing gracefully on her feet with such an ill snicker of glee....after she crashed recklessly through the window of Marcus' office. "So...am I late?" Shaking off the glass from her wild hair, Maria removed her goggles. Good thing for her she didn't get rid of her respirator, because she damn well didn't want to smell the disease freak Flint. Just by the look on everyone else's faces....she could tell he was putting off some rank and definitely nauseating odors.

Ruslan escapes in his car as soon as the agents knew his whereabouts, and soon after a chase starts. He tries all he can, but the agents are taught how to drive in chases like these for sure. However, he remembered one tricky turn in the city; one that if you go in high speeds and don't enter it correctly then you'll crash at the exit of the turn. Ruslan drives his car towards the tricky corner, the agents still following him. He brakes at the last possible moment, hoping for the agents to react to his maneuver instead of anticipating it, and executes the turn. When he exits the turn, his car just manages not to hit anything, much to other drivers' annoyance. But the agents, who indeed reacted to his maneuvers, brake too late through the corner and crashed their car, which apparently caught fire.

Ruslan then slows down the car, knowing that he's safe for now. On his rearview mirror he sees someone pulling water out of nowhere. Wait... so is that the result of that American project? he thought. But he decides not to get close to that girl because the agents are still there and she might be on the agents' side. He drives casually now, although some other drivers have thrown swear words at him.

Veyas didn't bother going to the meeting in person, with the rest of the group, he didn't want to deal with new people till he had to, especially the people like him. So instead he made a lamp in the corner of the office to move up alerting the people in that office he knows so well, now knowing which minds he'll need to be speaking to he made the connection to them. "Alright is this everyone Marcus? Is the meeting starting now?" He asked specifically to Marcus avoiding letting the others know he was there yet.

"Ah, Maria. You always have such lovely ways of showing yourself. You may pay for that window. Flint, as ever your smell makes me want to throw you in a bath" Marcus sighed "no Veyas. You need to make your appearance here, I will not tolerate your avoidance. Do not make me come and collect you. We both know that will not be a happy proceedure"

He leaned back in his chair "we just have to wait for Veyas. Shy guy. doesn't like people, but tough luck for him"

---

Leela cursed, just as the bullet went flying beside her. Seeing it come fr the car, she had just put the flames out on, and fled the scene cursing.

She ran down the street, not looking back

Maria just gave a snort to Marcus' witty remark, nonchalantly taking a seat next to the cockroach fest to her right and propping her Vampire-X goth boots on Marcus' desk, a bit of a snicker towards the comment of giving Flint a bath. Dude probably didn't have one since his mom shit him out, because for something to smell as horrid as that and be crawling all over with every insect species imaginable....he certainly wasn't born the natural way...that was for sure. "You know what they say about lightning, Marky. It always strikes when you least expect it." A sneer of insolence curved her lips under the black and blue respirator over her face. "Now cut the bullshit already." Veyas, he would just have to catch up...or just phone in telepathically as always. "Clearly you wanted to drag us here for something, so what is it? I got better things to do than sit on my ass in your yuppie office, Patrick Bateman." Maria...always with the insults as she leaned back in her chair, crossing her arms and fiddling around with a small arc of lightning passing between her fingertips.

His act had gotten into town the night before and today was their day off, so Feyd decided he would spend it roaming the city. He had made it no more than thirty paces from his hostel before some maniac took a turn way too fast and almost turned him into a chunky, red smear across the pavement. And then there was the telltale squeal of brakes that are failing and the crunch of a normal sized car suddenly becoming a compact. The small hairs raising on the back of his neck told him there was about to be a fire. Sure enough, before he could even look, he felt the jolt of adrenaline that came along with being near an open flame.

There wasn't really much of a crowd yet, so he could probably get away with drawing off some of the fire and slipping away without too many questions. Before he could even take a step towards the accident, a girl threw water over the flames and doused them. Conjuring water was about as interesting of a parlour trick as manipulating fire, so Feyd decided to go see just what in the nine rings of Hell was going on. And then someone from inside the car shot at the girl, and she took off. Feyd couldn't blame her. He took his Zippo lighter out of his pocket and began to flick the lid off and on.

'Just in case,' he told himself as he slowly backed away from the scene, hoping the people in the car didn't take offense to the fact that he just witnessed an attempted murder.

Veyas still connected and listening as he was walking towards the meeting point, "Marcus talk im already listening I'm on my way." he again only talked to Marcus, but now addressing the whole group, "And Maria, they also say lightning doesn't strike the same place twice, can you even hit the target twice?" Veyas smiled to himself as he walked, he always enjoyed being a smart ass

Flint only smiled softly at the dramatic entrance, listening to the others begin to talk. He didn't talk much but when he did he made sure to listen to others first, to make sure he really took in everything that had been said.
"A bath wouldn't do much good, ever tried to wash a corpse..." Flint muttered raspily as he tapped his long fingernails on the chairs arm rest. The girl beside him , Maria, was so impatient and it would probably get the better of her some day.
Flint began to speak "There are no more barriers to cross. All I have in common with the uncontrollable and the insane, the vicious and the evil, all the mayhem I have caused and my utter indifference toward it I have now surpassed. My pain is constant and sharp, and I do not hope for a better world for anyone. In fact, I want my pain to be inflicted on others. I want no one to escape. But even after admitting this, there is no catharsis; my punishment continues to elude me, and I gain no deeper knowledge of myself. No new knowledge can be extracted from my telling. This confession has meant nothing" He finished his American Psycho quote with a gurgled cough and resumed staying quite. A few more bugs crawled from under his clothes and onto the floor.

Noirin was very cautious about asking for help from people because so far they did not prove to be very nice. She did not have a good meal since she left the orphanage three nights ago. She wanted to keep out of sight as much as possible. She couldn't get a job because she didn't get her birth certificate or social security card. She just didn't know what to do when she saw a fire.
Upon a closer inspection, she saw that it was a car then much to her surprise a girl and running.... then she put out the fire with some water from the girl's hands! It was incredible! Noirin kept an eye on the girl so that she could speak to her alone. She wanted to find out how she put out the fire and perhaps she could talk to her a bit to see if they could be friends.....

A gunshot was heard, and Ruslan's car's right door takes a hit. Ruslan couldn't figure out whether the agents inside the car, whose shot sends a message that they're still a capable threat, were really shooting at him. But to minimize the chance of unwanted events to occur, he speeds up his car away from the scene while thinking of the next place to stop.

Leela ran as fast as she could, but wasn't watching where she was going, and ran in front of a car that was speeding up. She yelled, threw her hands towards the ground, and shot into the air on a wave of water. Upon landing, she started to run again, realizing she had drastically shown
What she was, and where she was to anyone looking for her.

"Shoot" she muttered.

---

Marcus listened to them all, then shook his head "I'm dealing with argumentative children" he sighed, leaning back, his face still obsecured.

"I have been tasked with bringing together a team to track, And hunt down others fr the mastermind project. For better or words, I have chosen you lot. As soon as Veyas graces us with his prescence, I will give you files of information, on several of these experiments running around out there." He glanced at his computer as it made a beeping sound, "ah. Interesting"

Jamie listened, silent as he prefered in these sorts of meetings. He could listen, and read peoples minds, so he could hear what they were saying, and then what they didn't want to say.

"Wanna test me, brain boy?" Maria quipped at Veyas' snarky little comment, the lightning between her fingers starting to glow a bit more viciously. "Cause I bet even if you can float around, I can get about five shots in your ass." Her little Bateman remark seemed to have gotten some attention as well as she heard the human trash-dump next to her quote those famous last lines from American Psycho, a bit of a smirk towards Flint as she snickered, "You must like Huey Lewis and the News, don'tcha bug boy?" She figured he would get the reference, must be a huge fan of the movie...or maybe just gushing over Christian Bale.

Finally the truth as to why they were here....Marky was assembling a hunting party. "Heh. Good. We track down these little super-losers, introduce a little anarchy, upset the established order, and everything becomes chaos, I’m an agent of chaos , and you know the thing about chaos? It’s fair.” She figured if they were quoting Bale movies, might as well throw in her own.

"Alright, I'm here" Veyas said, walking through the doors, wishing he could walk out now. Not cause he was exactly shy, he just didn't like dealing with new people, to much he didn't know about them. "Hunting party for the rest from my project. Guess running on this team has its advantages. You said you have files?"

Ruslan brakes as hard as he could and is already preparing to lift the girl he was about to crash telekinetically, but to his surprise the girl was pushed above by a massive amount of water akin to the cliche scene where a hydrant blows up. He immediately switches his focus from the girl to his own car, stopping it very, very abruptly. He gets out of his car and asks the girl, "Are you fine?" The question about where had all the water came from is secondary, at best, that it isn't the first to come to his mind. But instead of answering the question, the girl runs. Ruslan rushes to his car and shuts the door, but isn't starting to accelerate, trying to show that he's not someone who runs away when he's involved in road traffic incidents.

Noirin was not a fast runner without a back pack and two suitcases so there was no way she could keep up with her but she did see the girl kinda floating up in the air then realize that it was water below her....... She couldn't leave her only possessions behind so all she could do was to keep walking and hoping that she could find someone who could help her. But with her luck that would be basically impossible. Besides that her stomach began to rumble and she was getting cold. A sure sign of needing food and fast!

At the corner was a small dingy diner where hopefully she could find a bit of cheap but healthy type of food. Healthier the better if she wanted to be able to find a place in this city. That and identification of some sort or another.

Feyd saw...something insane happening a bit further down the road, with a girl shooting herself up into the air, and he decided that he had enough excitement for his day off, promptly turned around and walked the opposite direction, praying he wouldn't take a bullet in the back of the head. He picked up the pace a little bit as his heart pounded in his chest. He saw a small diner ahead of him and figured a public diner was probably a pretty horrible place for someone to try and kill him, so he ducked in there even though he didn't have very much money.

He sat a few spots down the counter from a redhead looking over the menu and called the waitress over to him.

“May I have a beer?” he asked the older waitress, who glared back at him.

“Are you 21?” she asked

“Yes,” he lied, but did it with authority.

He didn't know if it was the confidence in his voice when he replied, the scars covering his face along with the broken nose, or a combination of both, but he was rarely asked twice. She brought him a warm bottle of light beer and asked him for $10, which seemed like a hustle to him, but he was already this far and couldn't see the point in rocking a boat that he shouldn't even be in. He pulled one of the ashtrays on the counter towards him and light a cigarette. His nerves caused the flame from his lighter to shoot out a bit faster and brighter than normal, but no one really seemed to be paying that much attention to him.

Katherin hummed as she walked along the streets of the city. She liked the city. There were so many people to watch. Katherin was a people watcher. She found them fascinating. She had spent most of her life walking the streets watching people. Katherin knew there were others like her. People who could do things that most people couldn't do. They were rare, but she knew they were out there. Katherin was tired of being alone. She was going to find others like her. With that goal in mind today Katherin was carefully watching for anything strange and unusual

Leela fled down a street, and leaned against a wall, panting, looking about widely. She shifted, weary. She sighed, looking about seeing if she was still being followed. Or if she had even been followed. She cursed herself, she had revealed what she could do, and she hoped to go no one had taken pictures or video.

"Idiot idiot idiot" she beratted herself.

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Marcus opened a drawer in his desk, taking out four hand held devices. "On here is all the information you need to know about these projects. They will be updated as we get more. We are unsure of some if their powers, but we are certain they have th. You will see one, Leela, has just been updated, and there is a video of the girl foolishly using her powers to help a crash. Some of our agents were in the car, saw what she could do, and tried to catch her. They have failed"