Michael, Paige, and Floyd
Michael and Floyd's Condo, San Francisco
Early Morning Part 2 Bitch!
Floyd couldn’t help but to plant his face into his palm with an audible smack while letting out an irritated groan growl hybrid to audibly demonstrate his immense displeasure of the situation they’d been thrust into now with Paige’s body sprawled against the wall with blood leaking from her abdomen. “Yeah, well, and FORMER cop who got fired for committing a hate crime on camera,” Floyd said pointing out her charges albeit still very clearly frustrated.
Yeah we did, and I’m the one that launched the blast on her, oh my god. I got cuffed by the feds three days ago and now I’ve got a dead officer in the living room . “This isn’t good, not at all fuck” The adrenaline rush that caused him to strike her on impulse was starting to wane and be replaced with rapidly growing fear and anxiety about the implications of what they or rather he just did. “Man I’m so fucked look at her, that ain’t no bullet wound, I’ve never killed a white person before, especially not a white GIRL."
"Fuck." Michael let out once more as he shook his head. He sighed as he took a few steps towards Paige.
"She had a gun and you just hit her first. So we're good, right? Shit… Why out of all the fucking powers you have did you have to use the insta-kill one." Michael was taking out his frustration on Floyd.
Floyd just sighed as Michael made a point of his reckless power selection. “I dunno Robin’s danger sense kicked in and she was going for blood, or maybe it’s cause I’m next to you and just thought of your power first.” Floyd didn’t really have a good answer, the truth was it was just a matter of instinct. “Yeah we’re good except for using powers is illegal, and this clearly looks like an altered killed her, we’re too young to go to jail for murder, especially murder of an ex-cop. Man, I’m sorry I just didn’t wanna die or for you to die, she was probably gonna shoot you next think about it! Now what we can’t let anyone find out.”Floyd said, still panicked looking to Michael for direction.
"What?" Michael raised his eyebrows and pointed at Paige again.
"Use one of your cataloged powers to get rid of her then. And just so you know, we didn't use our powers in public." He took a few steps away from Paige's body.
Floyd briefly folded the unfolded his arms after pouting. “Man I’m not Hiro Nakamura bruh what do you mean “Get rid of her” I just gave a suggestion, we dig up a hole, pour some gasoline in said hole, toss her in it, toss in a match, then close up the whole.” Floyd finished dictating his plan on getting rid of Paige and ditching any hint of potential legal problems six feet under.
Floyd pressed his thumb & index finger against his chin thinking of what power to use to deal with the Paige situation. That’s when Paige leaped up gun in hand and pulled the trigger shooting Floyd in the chest who yelled, Paige then pulled the trigger again shooting Floyd a second time who stumbled back and collapsed into a table behind him as blood rushed from his wounds and he even coughed some out.
“I told you to get ready to die, I was even nice enough to extend your last few minutes of life. Which just shows that I’m the better of us two as you were quick to kill me had I not been special like you.” Paige grinned as her body regenerated, leaving no trace of injury from Floyd’s power. It seemed she’d forcibly prevented her body from automatically regenerating after getting hit by Floyd’s blast to get the jump on them.
“F..F...fuck….your altered.” Floyd wheezed as he coughed up some more blood while Paige laughed and pointed towards Michael.
“So that leaves the question of you, I overheard you talking while you thought I was dead, and I find much of what you two boys were discussing interesting, you know I do think you're handsome, but I think I have to kill you too, what do you think.” Paige teased Michael as she clenched her gun tight and maintained a firm grip on it as she debated on whether to kill Mike or not... Floyd meanwhile lay on the ground wheezing in pain gasping for breath when a third shot rang out and into Floyd’s neck causing him to collapse as Paige laughed being the shooter.
“And the story of Floyd Banker comes to a well-needed close, hmmm now the question for you. Does your story end here or not, come on, give me a reason why I should or shouldn’t.” Paige had her mind made up but wanted to hear Michael's retorts.
Floyd getting shot let alone dying had caused Michael to actually freeze. It was that fast. From arguing with him to watching him lay in a pool of his own blood. His eyes landed on Paige as he tried to maintain an ounce of composure. He sighed and shook his head before raising his hands as if to surrender before electricity shot from his palms and into Paige's chest. She screamed in agony but found herself unable to squeeze the trigger. The effect of Michael's attack was different as Paige's body jerked and shook in place instead of being thrown back. Smoke began to rise from her body as Michael hit her with a continuous stream of electricity. The rounds left in the magazine of her pistol primed and exploded, blowing off both her hands. Michael stopped his attack when Paige ceased her screaming and fell back, her body stiff from her muscles locking up.
"That's why you should have." Michael taunted as he stepped over her body. He knew she could possibly get back up, but she didn't have a weapon to fire. But what the hell was he supposed to do now. Continuing to put her down wasn't going to last very long. And then there was Floyd. Dead.
“AAAAAAH”! Screaming left from Floyd who’s eyes shot open and suddenly he coughed up blood. The dead or rather not dead anymore altered black man shot upwards as his wounds closed up and his body regenerated. Being exposed to Paige he absorbed her ability narrowly before she loaded several bullets into his body. While the pain from getting shot up was immense he noticed this power not only allowed him to regenerate but also made it so the pain he received subsided far quicker than normal. “Holy shit I’m alive! I regenerated, just like Claire!” Floyd exclaimed with a child-like excitement that had thus far only manifested three times prior when he initially figured out his power, when he got flight and when he got Mike’s power.
“You….copied me...what the fuck.” Paige grunted her body still tense from Michael's attack as her body began to regenerate from the damage she’d sustained.
"Yeah that's his thing. He copies powers and didn't fucking die… luckily, fuck." Michael's heart was racing right now.
Why won’t he lose, why won’t he die, it’s always something even before these damn powers Paige groaned internally finally starting to see she was no match to take down Floyd. Floyd lunged forward shooting an electric blast at the back of her head causing her to scream in pain as the attack overwhelmed her again rendering her unconscious.
“Crazy bitch, fuck I’m alive but so is she, what do we do?! We can’t kill her, literally ah man this is ruining my just got regeneration vibe.” Floyd complained ecstatic that he acquired one of his favorite powers, and was still alive but still stressed about the situation with Paige which had grown worse.
"Tie her up. That's what we're gonna do." Michael said right off the bat. He walked out of the room.
"You both can't kill each other, so maybe you can both hash whatever bullshit out. That or we call the cops. Don't you have a restraining order on her or something?" Michael asked loudly as he dug into one of the kitchen drawers for a spare cord.
“Hash out the bullshit?! Are you serious, this bastard put my sister in the hospital! He took advantage of her addiction to painkillers and sold her oxycontin with fentanyl in it! As we speak she’s laying in a hospital bed fighting for her life after an overdose. She’s been in a coma for the past two months and I’ve been trying to make sure that at least he leaves the earth before her!” Paige barked back bitterly, finally offering up an explanation as to why she was fueled with hatred towards Floyd and why she’d been trying to ruin him in so many ways since her sister’s overdose.
“What?! This is about some other bitch?” Floyd said flabbergasted not even monitoring his disrespectful tone. “Look it ain’t my fault if she almost croaked on the pills, she’s a junkie, she woulda found drugs with or without me,'' Floyd said while keeping an eye on Paige whose body was finished regenerating. “Hurry up Mike she healed again, we need to tie her up now before we figure out if we call the cops on her.” Floyd retorted as he awaited Mike’s return from the kitchen.
"This is some irony… You came to kill Floyd, but made him immortal." Michael re-entered the living room with two black extension cords. He looked between the two of them, wondering how he got pulled into this shit.
"You can't kill him now, so what's the plan now? You should be with your sister instead of trying to kill this guy. It won't fix a thing. You'll just be in prison… and I'm guessing you don't age so if you serve life..." Michael shrugged as he approached Paige. She would know what he meant.
“Ah man, why I don’t age either?! I mean I’m not trying to die, but...I’ve seen enough stories about staying young while everyone you care about gets older around you.” Floyd was struck with the harsh reality of this power and had a clear understanding of being careful what you wish for. Floyd hit Paige with a quick burst of electricity beforehand to allow Mike to tie her up with no struggle.
“That’s funny you're going to call the cops on me?! I am the cops! Good luck, I’ll say you kidnapped me, raped me, whatever I have to, as long as it ruins your lives!” Paige spat back showing that she was going to remain hostile towards them no matter what! “You almost killed my sister! I won’t stop until you feel the same pain I feel, how would you feel Mike if someone sold your siblings drugs that put them in a coma and the dealer was walking around living life!” Paige yelled towards Mike.
"I'd want to fuck them up… But then what? The coma's not gone, and even if your sister recovers, you're in prison or at best on the run. You can't even kill him anymore… You two might be the last people on the planet. Think about that." Michael answered.
"Call the cops, Floyd. She isn't gonna be reasonable." “The last two people...on...earth” The words Mike spoke stung Paige, she realized that becoming here & granting her ability to her enemy she’d made him eternal. “No..No..I didn’t know!” Paige responded distraught at the gift she gave Floyd.
“Thanks, Paigey! I wasn’t expecting to pick up this trick, but I really like it. There’s actually a few people who want my head on a stick, so honestly, I should thank you. I feel a little bad about calling the cops but nah you just shot me and tried to shoot my homie.” Floyd decided as he took out his phone to contact the authorities.
“Hold on boys, don't call the crime catchers.” Another voice entered the fray causing Floyd to say huh before his cell phone flew out his hand and hit the floor. Floyd jumped up summoning electrical energy in his right hand before he himself was hoisted into the air and flung across the room crashing into a table that collapsed. From nowhere a woman materialized from thin air with a devious grin on her face, it was the same woman from the news that had rampaged through San Francisco, Lori Martinez. “Ah I couldn’t help but overhear the conversation you all were having and I believe I have a solution that will satisfy all parties,” Adora spoke calmly & confidently before using her powers to fling Michael through the air away from the tied up Paige as she her-self flew over to Paige and smiled before addressing the boys. “Do you mind if I take this gal off your hands?”
Michael recovered from hitting the wall and aimed his hand out to fire a beam of light at Adora's face to blind her and maybe even burn the fuck out of her corneas.
"Fuck no! Floyd let's get her!" “Yo, that’s the bitch who fucked up the city and stepped on everyone making shit hard for all of us,” Floyd yelled out in realization upon seeing who Lori was, while Adora screamed out at the photonic assault Michael unleashed on her. Floyd sprung into action and launched a stream of fire at Adora eliciting another scream from her & Paige. “Oooh Double Hit! That’s more points!!!!” Floyd shot back at Michael excitedly.
Adora shot back a blast of electricity into Floyd, hurtling him across the room, then unleashed a telekinetic wave towards Michael. The malicious killer followed it up by unleashing a brutal sonic scream, unleashing a destructive concussive wave that also targeted Michael, Floyd, and Paige’s eardrums to cause them immense pain. Paige let out a blood-curdling scream being the closest one to Adora, while Michael and Floyd joined the chorus of audio assault victims as blood poured from their ears.
Michael gritted his teeth, now kneeling in one knee and clasping his hands over his ears. She seemed to have just as many powers as Floyd or possibly more, but Michael wasn't going to just give up. With one hand he fired a continuous stream of electricity at Adora.
“Thank you, darling, but I’ve got other matters to attend to.” Adora opened her palm and allowed the continuous stream of electricity to be drawn into her. She hummed victoriously whilst simultaneously feeling her own power & stamina rising from absorbing Michael’s electricity. Floyd rose up to rejoin the fight only to scream in pain.
“Oh, my gahhh!!!!” Floyd couldn’t even finish talking as the pain was so intense, Adora using her command over nerves as a weapon against him. She’d lowered his resistance to pain to almost nothing, whilst causing him to feel like several pins & needles were being pushed into his skin violently. “As for you big boy.” Adora temporarily dialed up Michael's sensitivity to pain while slowing down his reaction speed via nerves and used her heat vision to send a blast directly at his chest.
“What the hell do you want with me!!!” Paige roared, still tied up, as Adora easily ripped the chord open and placed her hand around Paige’s neck unleashing her power on her. Paige screamed out in pain as Adora drained her rapidly before releasing her grip. “DELICIOUS!” Adora exclaimed excitedly while Paige fell to the ground weakly.
“What...did you do to me…” She remarked struggling to speak as Adora used TK to levitate her then twisted her hand effortlessly, snapping Paige’s neck killing the now powerless altered. Releasing her invisible hold, the lifeless body of the former cop hit the floor of the condo with a thud and she also neutralized the effects of her nerve powers on the boys. “See, was that so bad I helped you guys out, luckily, really
VERY luckily for you two I already have electric powers so I don’t need a second or third helping.” Adora laughed as she faded away from visibility, phased through the ceiling & flew away.
Floyd was sprawled out on the ground exhausted from the scuffle with Adora and healing from the damage she’d dealt him. “Holy shit...she’s strong as fuck...fuck...oh my god...bro...Paige...she’s actually dead...I think that Lori bitch stole her powers.”
Fuck she only saw me using Mike’s power otherwise she might have done the same to me too..oh shit Michael lay unconscious with a scorched chest leaned up against the wall shallowly breathing.
Floyd rushed over to Michael and started shaking him. “Mike Mike Mike! Wake up! Are you okay, stay with me! That Lori chick, she killed Paige, like really killed her, somehow she took her power and she killed her forreal.” Floyd communicated with his roommate after going to shake him awake to explain how the situation with the vengeful former cop in the living room concluded.
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