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Nathan Forrester
Time: Late Morning
Location: Las Vegas, Nevada - Corinthian Hotel Lobby
Interaction:
“Ladies & Gentlemen in desperate times, there’s such a thing as desperate measures which take place to ensure our continued survival.” Nathan Forrester was seen addressing the public in an expensive Armani suit. He’d netted a interview on Fox News in regards to everything going on that he was tied to as a result of his family running the country the Forrester Administration.
His public approval & support ratings were widely varying in the past few weeks & months which was to be expected with his brother being the president of the United States. That and him federally legislating the use of their own family’s products to enforce new laws being instilled to handle the altered human situation. He was making this address in a well designed media studio/station not far from the Corinthian Hotel he was still staying at in in Vegas, Nevada.
“I know many American citizens are concerned with everything going on. It seems to be in these past few months we’ve suffered one tragedy after another. The “Energy Storm” itself that began all this followed by the energy plague & now the altered. There are many sectors & communities within our first world capital of freedom who are opposed or even divided by the new stipulations mandated by the emergency altered act. I’m here to say that although the Forrester Family may not have always be seen as heroes or “angels” to the public, that our goal is to re-distribute our wealth to those who need it. To monetize our ideas & companies now just to line our pockets or those of our family immediate & otherwise but to showcase my support for the American public & the monstrosity of a menace we are facing I Nathan Forrester am here to offer the public a solution.”
Nathan’s voice trailed off, as a flurry of reporters & other media employee’s hands shot up to either further inquire into Nathan’s proposition or aim to further discredit it. After a brief Q&A session which was rife with conflict and disagreements on both sides the older Forester brother finally & fully revealed his offer. “As many if not all Americans are nowhere, the national guard has been deployed to all fifty states to help with the enforcement of the blood tests. In order to support our troops & police across the country, the Forrester Corporation will be offering a $15,000 cash reward for information & whereabouts on any & all unregistered altered humans starting seven days from now.”
Nathan flashed a smile to the crowd as they went wild, if there was one thing that people loved in the land of the free it was cash. Money made the liberty obsessed continent spin around and around like the earth’s spinning. He’d thought on settling for ten grand a person, but felt fifteen was an adequate middle in between ten & twenty to get the ball rolling and of course this wouldn’t take place until a week after the testing. Already he’d donated some money in a pool with other Liberty backers & others whose financial interests thrived with anti altered activity to back these cash reward payments.
Dean Rivers
Time: Morning
Location: Downtown San Francisco
Interaction:
Dean was worried about Paige, with her loosing her job for planting drugs on Floyd. The SFPD had a file on Floyd Banker as a suspected drug dealer & ties to the Salzaras Cartel. Some of their informants had heard of rumors that he might be involved with the cartel leader Hector Salzaras sister, but those rumors were unreliable & not based on any factual evidence.
From what he could dig up on paper about Floyd, this cat was from Atlanta & worked in the media, music & marketing industry. Of course that was ripe for crime as were many industries tied to hip hop & rap so that didn’t exactly make him presume innocence. Still there were other issues that were absorbing the majority of his focus in the department. Primarily the heavily overlooked rapidly rising kidnappings of females in Oakland & LA. For some reason San Francisco hadn’t had nearly as many women swindled from existence & uprooted from their lives.
Dean figured that it was easier to target women of minorities to raise less of a fuss. While the state was progressive, LAPD itself was still very corrupt & not exactly the most pro black police department in the country. In some ways there police force unit moved likee a gang, and it’s one reason he stuck with the SFPD. “Hmm maybe this will provide some answers.”
Dean was doing some more research on his laptop, going over the files of the missing girls. It was then Kenny his hispanic officer friend had came to sit down next to him and set some food on the table. “Tacos, beef, tomatoes, lettuce, sour cream, cilantro, three for me, three for you, and I got the good stuff.” Kenny reached for another bag pulling out a six pack of some bud light platinum cans.
“No not for me man not now, honestly not ever.” Dean admitted, he didn’t want to engage in the consumption of any alcohol on the job. Even if he was on the office & it was oe of the rules officers could easily skate as long as they weren’t caught racing around in their cruisers drunk looking for perps. His own nasty growing habit that he was ashamed of made imbibing on alcoholic beverages a potentially lethal idea. But of course he was’t going to advertise to other cops in his department that he was struggling with a budding addiction to prescription pain killers.
“Suit yourself, I admire you man I don’t know how you do it. Pouring over all those files about those chicks and your too holy for a drank, shit you might deserve to crack it, but me I deserve to crack this.” Kenny retorted with a laugh as he posed the cap off ad chugged some of his beer.
“Yeah I know I know, big bitch, Reaper, blah blah but that’s not shit I can do anything about right? We’re suppose to be dealing with drugs not Grim Reapers & Godzillas, hell the public is always saying we’re too militarized as it is, what kind of grants & equipment you think we’ll need to fight that kind of shit, then what will the nay-sayers say.” Dean replied with irritation as he begrudgingly began devouring some of the tacos. He was already keeping his body cleansed of everything besides the pills he was hooked on, he was going to eat some damn good tacos calories be damned.
“Rivers you’ve got someone who wants to talk to you.” A female officer had popped in, a caucasian woman named Lisa in her early 30’s. She had long Lucious brunette hair tied in a neat pony tail, and had a wonderful fragrance as her perfume. Lisa had transferred to LAPD three years ago from Atlanta, and had been with SFPD for a little over a year now. She was one of the more flirtatious officers in the force, and she had a passion for the job as her family was loaded.
“Oh really, who” Dean asked?
“Man you asking who, your out here playing super detective, you’ve got more perps coming down to the station “Just to talk” then anybody else. I won’t be surprised if you find the altered who melted the checkpoint, Lorizilla, and nail the Salzaras all while busting at least three truckloads full of dope by the end of the week.” Kenny shot back jokingly referring to Dean’s extensive work ethic.
“Yeah well I’m not officer Rojas huh, I didn’t suddenly get an ear for all sorts of mayhem going around town anymore then usual, just my same eye for detail. Come on I think I know who it is, wanna tag along Kenny?” Dean requested of the cop as he got up from his seat to follow Lisa.
“Nah you should spend some quality time with Lisa, you two make a good team, besides these tacos are calling my name.” Kenny replied clearly more interested in the taco’s and texting his tinder women then the case.
“Yeah well I’m taking my food Fat Kenny.” Dean interjected grabbing his bag with the remaining two tacos and following Lisa out into the hallway. Going around the corner they were led into the interrogation room. It was just as Dean had suspected, an old acquaintance of his Lester Hines. He was a renown African American geneticist and former star employee at the Forrester Corporation. Apparently he was working on a top secrete black-site project that was going to change the face of the United States Military & Law Enforcement around 18 months ago before the DIA said enough was enough.
“Officer Rivers.” Lester said calmly and held out a hand. Dean took a seat at the other end of the table and extended his own to shake it. Lisa decided to take herself a corner of the mostly empty room and lean against a wall.
“Forgive me for being rude, but I’m not much of a fan of the perks of being a wallflower. I agreed to speak with you Officer Rivers…Alone. That was the arrangement, but if you can’t honor that perhaps I can take my concerns to another department.” Lester retorted glaring at Lisa briefly before turning his attention back to Dean.
Lisa rolled her eyes and shrugged her shoulders. “Fine, I’m the nice one, but if you just want the bad cop so be it, I’m thirsty anyway. I’m about to grab some sprite you want one Dean.” Lisa asked as she made her way out the interrogation room sliding the door closed after Dean nodded in agreement.
“Alright the she’s gone, what’s going on Hines? I assume this isn’t a social event, life ain’t been the same since the Forrester well ran dry for you huh. You ain’t listen when I said to just drop that shit, so if your about to give me another rambling about the evils of the Forrester Corporation & Forrester Administration welcome to corporate America & the politicians it controls. Not to mention I don’t have the juice to swing anything that way.”
“Oh Dean please, I no longer harbor any negative feelings towards the Forrester’s, at least mostly. But I will admit this has something to do with my research, I believe someone out there has perfected it or rather developed an effective draft, and there right here local in California, San Francisco, Oakland & LA to be exact. I’m not here to pitch or encourage my previous work, I’m here to make sure it’s not being used to enhance the nightmare this country’s in and see if it ties to any of your ongoing cases that are turning this into Nightmare Frisco.”
Dean had both of his hands intertwined & folded in-front of him. As soon as Lester got to the point of the conversation, his interest in this meeting shifted into higher levels of concern. He knew some about Lester’s research, but figured most of it & the project was always going to be purely theoretical especially after the Forrester’s pulled the plug. “San Francisco can’t take much more & Oakland & LA were already filled with bright colored shady characters without altered powers. “Alright I gotta admit I thought this was mostly gonna be a. Bunch of baloney, I’m here cause you’ve always been a friend before all this shit. What’s going on Hines, speak to me” Dean asked with concern.
“Ah old friend I thought you’d never ask.” Lester said with an insidious glean on his face as the two old “friends” reunion continued.
Adora Zayas
Time: Late Morning
Location: Downtown San Francisco
Interaction:
Adora had throughly enjoyed her time with Joe, there was always time to enjoy pleasure in her life. Even though she had to take Andrea’s form to get him to re-arrange her guts, it was the easiest way to get the pleasure she wanted from him since his girl was dead downstairs.
But all that exercising left her famished, fueling both her thirst & hunger for a multitude of things she sought to satisfy her urges. She slid out the covers where Joe lay on the pillow against the bed’s head-board unconscious. The pussy put him to sleep, may have been Andrea’s body but I know how to utilize the kitten better then her Adora smirked as she slipped off the robe she was wearing & changed into some more comfortable clothes. Shacking up in the early afternoon might have left some tired or satisfied for the day but not her, especially with her new ear for different occurrence’s taking place across the city.
“Awww you look so cute in your wittle sleep Joe, honestly that was some quality pipe. I dunno If I should give a quick death in your sleep, keep you as a toy or engage in some post sexual destruction, all three options are just as riveting & diabolical” She spoke with a soothing voice as she placed an arm on exposed chest rubbing softly. Whilst admiring his physique she tapped into her new ability to draw in sounds from various events & conversations around the area.
Focusing on the memories she plucked from the LAPD detective’s head allowed her to pull from her memory banks so to speak on how to properly utilize the power. Well at least to the same extent Andrea had, she was good but Adora wanted to get better with this power in particular.
As she was honing her hearing she caught wind of a conversation taking place in a drug house in Oakland that caught her immediate attention and caused her to plop down on the bed to pour her full attention into the conversation.
Inside there was a man sitting in business casual, a light skin individual smoking a very large cigar addressing a group of people. Although Adora couldn’t see the scenery of the location, she could hear every word they were discussing. It appeared the head honcho of the group was addressing them and his name was Cain Rodrigez
“Listen fuck Lionel & his metal skin. I heard he whooped some altered’s ass at TAP yesterday over bread, but I don’t give a fuck. Don’t forget he ain’t the only one whose gotten abilities from this thing, my talents ain’t nothing to shit on either. Plus my man Juan here has an explosive surprise in store for Lionel’s boys, and most importantly we got the juice & I’m working on getting either sole rights or primary custody of Salzaras drugs in Oakland, then LA, then the rest of the state is easy pickings.”
“Ehh see I agree, they won’t know what him literally, it’s gonna be a boom.” Juan said making a childish explosion noise that caused some amusement from some of the other thugs that was gathered. “What’s wrong with you Ricardo don’t tell me you scared of Lionel”
Another hispanic young male was seen in the corner smoking a stuffed backwood, the one known as Ricardo who seemed to be well within the confines of the conversation but had some unspoken doubts. “I mean yes we have power, but Lionel has power too, and we have no idea if he has others with him, we know what we can do, and what we can take, but what about them? How the hell we know they don’t got the juice to huh? We needs to be keeping that shit on lock more than bricks.”
Cain walked over to Ricardo and lifted him up with ease before slamming him into a wall. Ricardo grunted as Cain used his superior strength to easily overwhelm Ricardo. “You know what with I do, I can rip off your limbs like I’m pulling apart some toilet paper to wipe my ass, and I don’t have to turn my skin to metal to do it. Your doubts are one thing, but your fear that’s insulting Ricardo, this is a new day for the Latin Kings in Oakland, the Black Disciples will fall, Lionel will fall, and if that stupid motherfucker Shade gets in the way, I’ll leave his damn corpse in the shade mask on or mask off no different to me, long as his guts are spilled.” Cain spoke with a voice that commanded power that seemed to only increase Ricardo’s fear towards him but lessen his willingness to speak about it.
Juan interjected clearly having some loyalty to Ricardo and not wanting his leader Cain to squash his head like a melon.” Fuck all that, the juice is ready, and I got the scoop on there next drop, 20 bricks, and 30 bags in less then a hour. We hit em where it hurts, after we done fucking up Lionel we going run the drugs and snatch up his bribery shit.” Juan exclaimed with eagerness.
Cain clapped applauding his right hand man’s bloodlust & disregard for any potential failures in combatting Lionel. “That’s what I like to here, get ready, get that shit and let’s head out. And while where at it let’s make sure Hines knows this is an exclusive deal if he wants to remain both very well paid & very much alive.” Cain finished.
Back in the bedroom Adora sat on the bed rubbing her hands through the covers at the edge of the bed while taking precursory glances back towards Joe with lust in her eyes. It seemed she’d stumbled upon something very interesting that was in the makings in Oakland. Oh now that’s just juicy pun intended, If I can get the scoop on this Lionel character too that’ll be even better, and the Salzaras are in town & the only big game drug wise with the border closed, seems to me like all sorts of unsavory groups are trying to fill their ranks with altered, the wise ones at least, oh this is going to be fun Adora was giddy with excitement as she went to the bathroom to wash her face and look at herself in the mirror. Getting herself psyched up for the next phase of her psychotic plan to bend the world to her knees.
“Seems the next move is Oakland then huh” Adora was still speaking softly to herself as she weighed her options. She was coming down from the high that came with mass destruction & murder yesterday. Yet she still wanted her urges to be satisfied, so many. For violence, for power, for drugs, all sorts of consumption ran through her mind non stop. She’d always been an overtly greedy woman & desire heavy human being but something was changing.
Feed you must feed, be satisfied. Consume it all, every entree is needed. Power, Flesh, Wealth, Knowledge.
Adora winced feeling/hearing a slight “Whoosh” sound that came from her temples & oozed into her ears. Placing a hand on her forehead she held tight keeping her eyes closed & teeth clenched as the echoes of distant voices in her head recited those four wants again. “Power, Flesh, Wealth, Knowledge. ” Finally some violent electric arcs emerged from her hands and collided with the ceiling lights causing them to explode.
The explosion of lights was what finally awakened Dean causing him to shoot up sitting upwards and pushing the covers off his upper body. He turned to see “Andrea” sitting on the edge of the beat seemingly giving herself a message. “What the hell was that, you okay Andrea” Dean poised the question with sincere concern as he fully emerged from the bed and walked over to the edge to sit by Adora.
“Oh I’m doing better then okay it’s just…”Her voice trailed off, here she was about to confess a potential growing problem with someone who only wasn’t her enemy yet because they hadn’t found out about their dead fiancee rotting on the kitchen floor downstairs.
“But what? Come on talk to me.” Joe stated back not relenting on trying to see what was going on with his newly fired fuck buddy which occupied the curious side of his mind more then being woken up by exploding ceiling lights. [I]Cheap ass bulbs, I knew I should have gotten better quiet lights.”
“Joe it’s just there’s nothing to talk about, it’s probably just loosing my job getting to me, and the things I hear around us and not just from the “Bad” side of town.” Adora mused indicating that her enhanced hearing wasn’t a picnic walk. While it made her a stellar ease-dropping tool she had to keep working on only raising the effectiveness of the sense of hearing when she actively wanted or needed to use the power, rather the suffer from brief bursts of an uncontrolled passive version of the power.
“Well if you need to talk about anything I’m here.” Joe said as he patted the bat over slowly causing Adora to raise an eyebrow.
“What the hell are you doing?” She said with confusion in watching what looked like Joe going around the bed giving it a soft massage.
“Umm exposing ceiling light, woke me up from my dream, kinda wanna make sure we don’t lay back on glass.” Dean stated indicting why he was waltzing around their shared bedroom to feel for any shards. “Hmmm nothing its like the lights blew up, fried or just got vaporized…”Dean answered with a few fingers tapping at his chin as if trying to call forth more mysterious about what happened from the recess of his mind.
“Well I have places to go, I would say see you later, bur our time is up baby. I gotta go but it was fun.” Adora replied getting up from the bed and stretching a bit. Joe’s life meter was starting to run slower & slower the closer he spent with the impulsive blood-thirsty and damn near thirst level famished power hungry woman.
“Places to go you just got fired, look I had a good time last night. Why don’t we just relax at least one or two more days, I mean c’mon” Joe finished showing that he didn’t Andrea to ditch him at his place with everything going in the country.
Adora made a hmmm noise as if thinking about something before shrugging her shoulders. “Well Joe-“
Before she could continue a loud scream was heard, and Joe instantly rushed over to the drawer to grab his gun, while Adora tensed up using her newfound ability to hear what was going on, in the midst of their conversation. The door had been unlocked, she heard foot-steps which will focusing on them with her new ability was like a band marching. OOooh talk about unfortunate timing, oh well
“Andrea stay down here I’m going to see what’s going on!” Joe rushed to open the front door and bolt downstairs before Adora could tell him to stop. Then shook her head as she made some sparks of electricity sizzle through her finger tips. “Wow this is just great” Right as she said that she heard Joe screaming as well.
“Mom is dead!! What the fuck did you do!” A voice rang out, it sounded like a teenage boy, then another teenage boy was speaking.
“Oh my god you killed her, you killed our mom you fucking bastard!!!!” The second teenage voice spoke.
Then a third voice this one was female and she sounded the most distraught. “Oh my god miss Rojas, your a fucking maniac, boys let’s get out of here! I’m calling the cops” The third voice said, and going through Andrea’s memories allowed Adora to deduce that was Melissa whom Andrea’s sons had been staying with. Peaking down the blinds she noticed a new vehicle was parked outside a silver car, and inside was a guy smoking a marbolo.
“What the fuck is taking them so long, oooh don’t worry Tom it won’t be bad we only have to keep them for 2-3 days. There friggin 16 and 17 there barely gonna be in our hair, give em some beers and they’ll be too distracted to notice us fucking like rabbits. But you had to be the “Cool” adult and drink with them,
“I didn’t kill your mother! What?! She’s upstairs right now I don’t know what the fuck is going on, Melissa put the phone down, this is nuts!!!?” Joe was yelling back at Melissa & the boys.
I’m glad I don’t have super smell, well I mean the bitch can’t smell that bad she ain’t been laying there for days or nothing, but I guess I should just go clean it up. Damn it Andrea your brat sons and the horny bitch you had keeping her fucked up my time with Joe Adora was ticked off at how the situation was unfolding, the conversation downstairs growing worst by the second. But in some ways she was enjoying the eavesdrop Melissa had dialed 911 and slipped her phone in her purse after Joe insisted not to call, now Tom had finished his smoke & was marching to the front door to figure out what was taking so long.
“Why would you do this Joe!!!! I told mom you were a freak and not to trust you!!” The sixteen year old was speaking, seemingly about to well up in tears about his mom lifeless on the ground.
“You fucking monster!!!!” The older kid had enough with words and charged towards Joe trying to wail down blows on the much older & more structured physique Joe had. He easily knocked the kid back sending him sprawling into a wall, while Tom entered the fray and yelled himself upon seeing they were all tussling in the kitchen because of Andra’s lifeless body slumped against the fridge.
“Maybe I shoulda left her body like under the guest bed room, or in the bathroom or just shrunk it, forget it now there all getting on my nerves. I can be listening to something way more interesting with my hearing, ooooh I’ve got a wonderful idea perfect.” Adora placed a hand on a desk nearby and used her power to see the recent history of the desk. This power caused her mind to flood with images of the desk’s history the past few days before removing her hand. “Eureka!”
With that she used her TK to cause the closet doors of the room to flip open and a camera came flying out into her hands. Pressing a button it turned on, and she saw it was on 76%. Not too shabby Using her super hearing again she picked up on a police cruiser with sirens blaring racing towards the home from about 16 minutes away. Using her TK she caused the camera to be lifted into the air, and she shape-shifted back into her Lori Martinez form.
“Hello ladies & gentlemen, my name’s Lori and many of you especially in San Francisco may have seen the grand old jolly time I was having yesterday. Anyway I’d like to welcome you to my NEW blog series, where I will record & detail some of the many fun & violent acts I’m going to keep committing against regular humans, until President Forrester repeals these discriminatory laws towards our people. Now you may be like but nooo Lori killing people will make it worst for us altered, to that I say stop being a pussy. It’s two options repeal the laws and allow us the same freedom or we trample your government & take your freedom basically making you switch with us. Honestly either end result will be all sorts of fun. Anyway I killed some stupid LAPD officer & her family’s throwing a fit downstairs let’s join them.”
Adora used her mass powers to alter the density of herself & the camera phasing both through the roof and into the kitchen where Andreas two teenage sons, Joe, Melissa & Tom where all having a go at each other about the officer’s lifeless body on the ground. Of course seeing the most feared killer in California phase through the roof with a floating camera nearby had caused a sudden silence in the room & drew all the attention to her.
“Oh please do continue, I don’t like to get into arguments myself, but I’m quite a fan of listening to others bicker. Here’s the thing leave poor Joe alone, I’m the one that killed the bitch not him.”
“Wait who the fuck?! Where’s Andrea?! What the fuck?!!!!” Joe for the first time since he’d come downstairs was completely shattered. Seeing Adora come through the roof literally while staring at Andrea’s lifeless body & confirming that the dead body of Andrea on the ground was the real Andrea caused him to fall to his knees in fear.
“Yo everyone run!!!!!” The sixteen year old screamed, as Adora’s eyes surged with red energy and she used her optic beams to blast a hole clean through the youngest son’s neck causing blood to splurt out onto his brother & Melissa who were standing nearby screaming.
The four survivors went to run off in different directions but Adora used her telekinesis to snatch all of them with an invisible force and forcibly pull them back into the kitchen. Then waved her hand back towards her causing four chairs to slide into the room and using TK to push the four into the chairs holding them down as Adora flew down to the ground and stood now fully physical.
“My brother!!!! My mother!!! You bitch, you stupid bitch!!!! You killed them!!!!!!!” The younger brother cried out, while Melissa was breaking down into tears remembering the girl from the news. Joe was still completely distraught as it was starting to click for him who he’d really slept with, and Tom was shaking with so much fear it looked as if he might have a heart attack.
“Oh shut up there’s no one coming to save you” Adora exclaimed right before some knocking was heard on the door. “Oh I was wrong looks like the cops are here?”
“HELP!!!!!!!! HELPP!!!!!”
“WERE KIDNAPPED!!!!”
“SAVE US!!!!!!!!!””
Adora rolled her eyes & used TK to force their mouths shut as the sound of the door being kicked in rattled her a bit. Two officers rushed into the kitchen guns drawn seeing the four sitting in chairs, then looking up to see Adora. One of the cops dropped his gun as his jaw dropped. “Yo..Yo..look it’s her?!” The first officer exclaimed pointing at Adora, while the second one filled with fear & pumping full of adrenaline pulled the trigger firing.
All four bullets the cop fired were suspended in mid air before Adora caused his gun to sling forward out of his hand and in-front of her. Adora then elongated her mouth and ate the gun biting through it like a hamburger. She quickly chewed up the gun and gulped it down before sending the four bullets back into the chest of the cop who fired at her causing his body to drop.
“Now we’re back at five, are you gonna point your pea shooter at me too officer or have you realized that this is utterly pointless and you will die. I had to kill him, honestly I’ve eaten better testing guns, there was way too much sweat on that one like geez way to announce to a super killer that you’re a bitch.”
“I need backup!!!” The remaining officer yelled into his device not even responding to Adora who launched a blast of electricity at him shocking him and burning his skin, eliciting screams from everyone inside. The cop fell to the ground bleeding but alive before Adora unleashed a massive stream of electricity on the remaining officer filing his skin and leaving him a chiseled dead officer.
“Oh my fuck, well that’s my cue to leave he just called back-up, so you four get to live, but I have to take EVERY chance I can get to kill the cops I truly and utterly hate them all with every breath in my body.”
“Me too!” Joe replied in a fanfic tone, agreeing with Adora immediately after she spoke.
“My My your a smart man, the first thing you said since you realized wha was going on, was agreeing with me. It’s not often I run into smart people this calls for a celebration, shots.” Adora said extremely cheerfully and hovered over to the counter while still keeping the four survivors trapped in their chairs. The intense fear they had was rising rapidly with the two dead officers & Andrea dead on the ground around them.
“Yo what do you want!?! Please you don’t have to do this, I won’t tell anyone. I hate Andrea’s kids, I hate Melissa, and I don’t know this other dude.” Tom spoke up claiming that he had no love for any of the survivors which elicited a laugh from Adora. It always interested her to see the lengths individuals would go for the preservation of their own lives even at the cost of others. With the bottle of Honey Jack in hand she took a double shot straight from the bottle enjoying the soothing burn.
“What I want? I want lots of things, mainly power, although panic & fear is a great one too. But, I’m not a picky bitch I don’t discriminate on the type of power I want. The powers of Altered, the power of affluence, the power of influence, the power of connections, political power, all those things just get my panties wet. So come on then make me an offer, I’m not in the mood for more back-up on the way, so before I murder you all and go on about my day? Do any of you four have anything to offer in exchange for your lives? Anything at all, if so speak now or forever be well deceased hahahaha, Going once, going twice.”
“Wait” Joe interjected causing Adora to pause and turnt to Joe as she reached for a shot glass not wanting to take her next drink straight from the bottle. “I’m plugged in with drugs, I work in the music industry full time on paper, but I’m working with the Salzaras Cartel. There moving mad weight in California, Texas, hell all over the country even with the border closed, rumor is there working with Altered’s to get it done! If you want power I can help you, I’m a manager putting people in position to win is what I do! Just let Andrea’s son & her sister go please.”
“Yo what about me?! What the fuck” Tom protested only for Joe to shoot him a glare as he’d just tried to throw them all under the bus for his own survival. “Fuck that look my brother is Altered, he works with Reaper tons of altered, and my dad’s a Senator! I’ll give you my life savings 200K we can go pull it out the bank right after I kill them! My offer’s better!!!!”
Adora paused as she took her third shot and set the shot glass down. Her boosted hearing letting her know that three cruisers would be in Andrea’s drive-way in less then ten minutes. “Okay this game is actually pretty fun, what about you two sis, auntie any deals?”
“You murdered my sister, you killed one of my nephews you can go straight to hell you evil bitch!!!!!!!” Melissa protested in-between tears welling in her eyes. “And TOM you spineless fuck, and a liar!?! Your dad’s not a fucking senator!!!! You work for Enterprise you lying fuck!!!!!!”
The kid just looked down staring motionless at his younger brother’s body blood oozing from the neck of the corpse, and his mother’s lifeless body propped against the fridge. He could no longer fight the tears rolling down his eyes, and Adora just laughed at the speechless kid.
“Well well well.” Adora said clapping as she picked up the bottle to pour her fourth and final shot. “Ladies & gentlemen the results on Final Offer have just come in, the verdict is oooh…..oh my this is unexpected…it seems everyone…dies.” Adora laughed evilly as they struggled against the invisible pressure holding them in their chairs except for Joe who seemed to realize it was futile.
“Maybe next time you’ll win, I mean if your reincarnated.” Adora used her powers and caused all four including the chairs to shrink down. Wagging her index finger back she caused the four shrunken captives in chairs to fly over to the counter up close to Adora, and with her hearing she could still hear them all crystal clear. They’d all broken into a symphony of tears except for Joe who stared at the granite of the enlarged counter defeated as if his final trump card hadn’t earned him anything but sinister laughter from the vicious altered.
“I knew I shouldn’t have come here fuck you Melissa, fuck your stupid sister, fuck her stupid kids, and fuck you too Joe, you stupid dumb motherfucker. How the fuck didn’t you know that Andrea was dead down here, you were up there fucking that god damn freak!!!!!!”
“Freak?!” Adora exclaimed for the first time getting upset by what Tom said. Using her TK the door to the microwave swung open and she used her powers to flick Tom across the room and into the microwave. Using her mind moving powers she made sure to set him down gently before causing the chair to shoot out the microwave and using said power to shut the door. Tom screamed as Adora used her TK to turn the microwave on to two minutes and pressed start watching with glee in her eyes as the rudest & most treacherous of her victims was brutally murdered in the same fashion that was used to heat up left-overs.
“Sorry I really wanted to give him a more slow death, but now I’m short on time, and being able to watch & hear someone be MICROWAVED to death was just fucking riveting. When I get this footage edited I’m going to need to add some slow mo I mean did you SEE the way he popped & burst while sniveling for his life. News Flash by the way I can hear pretty damn well, so I knew he was lying about all the shit he was saying Melissa, a spineless bastard you sure know how to pick em.”
The 17 year old was no longer motionless and was screaming in terror, same with Melissa and even Joe had to fell to his knees overwhelmed by the pure sadism & horror of the situation they were in at the mercy of the most violent reported altered thus far. “Alright then it’s about that time, I really enjoyed this. Honestly trashing cities is fun, but there’s just something more about having a small or medium sized group to brutally kill. The privacy of it alone makes it just so much more riveting, but say your prayers to your maker, atone for whatever sins you’d like because your lives have reached a conclusion. I gotta admit tho Melissa, your piss poor excuse of a man was right about one thing. Had you just kept her sons a day or two longer, you might not have ran into me. Depending o how long I was shacked up with Joe of course.”
“Oh my god….oh my god.” Melissa’s face was starting to loose it’s color as she hugged Andrea’s last living son holding him tight.
“Oh my me you mean, well anyway toodles.” Adora reached out for the last three miniaturized captives lightly pushing all three of them to ground of the counter with utter ease. As they all got back up she did It again before lifting up the last two members of Andrea’s family and dropping them In the shot glass with a splash. She laughed more as the two struggled to stay a-float in what felt like a pool full of jack. Joe stared at the shot glass his friend’s sister & son were now treading liqour in.
“Your a monster, a fucking monster!!!” Melissa yelled out in-between gasping s she tried to stay a-float. Adora used TK to lift the shot glass and took the shot with Andrea’s family members being alone for the ride. She then proceeded o pour fifth shot while staring down at Joe the final survivor and letting out a belch.
“Ahem excuse me, wow my burp taste like glocks, sweat, humans & liquor, that’s a weird combo like Mcdonalds onions on a Big Mac but then you add Zax sauce & honey mustard for an extra flavor.”
“So now you kill me huh?” Joe seemed lifeless, the depravity of the situation had fully settled on. He’d watched this “Woman” slaughter them In so many different ways the it seemed resistance was futile.
“Well yes & no. I’ve got three minutes before the cops get here, so here’s your options. Join your dead bitch’s family on the gullet slide, get fried, electrified or…..orrr…put me in a position to win. One of those nifty tricks I’ve got up my sleeve let me confirm your story, and I’m also biased because of the sex I’ve got to admit your talented. Don’t get me wrong that’s not enough to keep you alive, but I have a very personal interest in the Salzaras Cartel if you will, so what do you say job or jaws?” Adora smirked at the sole survivor of her bloody rampage as she used TK to flip the camera off to stop recording, causing it to hover over and into her pocket.
Joe looked up at her in shock, not knowing if this was some final pure sick joke before he too would be brutally killed. “Job….” Joe’s voice trailed off as Adora held out her hand motioning for him to walk onto her palm.
“Alrighty then, oh and please NEXT TIME say it with your chest. I’ll let you off the hook because I DID say I was going to kill you all, but really everyone was just getting on my nerves.”
“R..Right I understand, are..you gonna fix me or..” Joe paused for a second seeing Adora glare at him again as if she was debating on whether she was making a mistake or not. As if on cue the sound of the sirens blaring had reached max volume as the cruisers were now outside.
“Last warning, if your this scared to piss me off that you can’t work then I think I’ll have to make other arrangements.” Adora said as she used her other hand & TK to readjust her hair.
“No!!! I can do my job, take me to my office and fix me now! I’m the damn best at what I do, C’mon.”! Joe spoke with some bravado returning to his tone. Internally he was filled with fear, but he knew already figured that letting that show wouldn’t contribute to any further longevity in his life. Andrea & her folks were dead. Fuck it, it’s one thing to have LAPD on my side, it’s another thing to have friggin Supergirl. I can make this work, I have to make this work, forget Hector with her I’ll be running shit
“That’s more like it, alright hang tight.” Adora scooped up Joe and set him in her pocket before altering her density to become intangible as well as invisible before taking flight through the roof of Andrea’s home. Looking down at the cops emerging from the cruisers below her eyes surged with energy before raining down beams of death that tore through the cruisers & bodies of the LAPD back-up. Following the explosions of the police vehicles & bloody screams of the officers she jetted off into the sky onward to her next destination and to her continued pursuit of power.
