Tamara Williams - Atlanta Georgia - It Runs in the Family
Tamara..was just ready to get on. The weekend hadn't started off how she'd expected it to. Luke going to the hospital yesterday, the superhuman terrorist attack on the hospital, and then getting into a car accident. She was pissed wondering what would have happened if Luke had just listened to her, and they'd went straight to her place instead of getting weed. Still she'd let Luke, Lucy, and the dog stay over at her place. Apparently both of them had their places gone for one reason or another and she wasn't one to put anyone on the street.
"God damn it.."Tamara woke up to the smell of breakfast being cooked, and marijuana being roasted. She enjoyed smoking too from time to time, but first thing in the morning. Geez..Luke..guess the place is gonna reek of weed until he's out. Honestly one of the reasons she was okay with smoking was because her neighbor's boyfriend was very rude and always got upset about it. That and anything else she did all because she wasn't interested in going out with him. It was one thing itself that he wasn't very attractive, but she already had someone else in her life and the man said she was just an inconsiderate whore.
At least I own my own place, I'm not stuck working at Dunkin Donuts, and my spouse doesn't run my life. She didn't want to be petty but some people were annoying. She was up and about after a while, eating some waffles that Luke made, and even indulging in a good portion of the blunt he rolled. Lucy was apparently still sleep, and here they were getting high in the wee hours of the morning. "Alright Luke just.....don't do anything stupid to my place, and if a guy named Elliot comes by don't worry he doesn't pay rent..if he asks who you are just say the one slanging the pipe." Tamara couldn't help but laugh she was definently a bit high.
Luke was taken back a-bit but just rolled his eyes." Aight Tam be safe." He decided to head back to the couch, he had a productive day ahead of him. After he put out the first blunt, it was time to move on...to blunt number 2. Tamara was outside locking her door and heading down the stairs when she saw the very person she'd hoped to avoid. Elliot was standoff-ish and always by himself. Oh god and he's drinking again, I swear I'm not in the mood. She was just about to turn up around, walk up the stairs and go around when he belched and called out to her.
"Tamaraaa aye gurl." Elliot said, and Tamara sighed making her way down the steps.
"I'm not in the mood, my mans is upstairs in my room right now, and oh my godd..did he just rock my world, I'm a bit sore, and a little high." She said the last part to let him know indirectly that the smell of weed was going to by in the room when he got up there but for once Elliot didn't seem annoyed.
"No problem, I'm use to you being a pretty shitty person, but I've decided...it's all good...you see something happened to me. I just wanted to say sorry..for having a libido, wanting to be your friend, and not wanting my apartment to smell like a hotbox, my bad for being inconsiderate. "Elliot said straight forward even though his voice hinted of sarcasm. Tamara was about to react but he seemed so peaceful and he finished his beer, and put it down. There were three empty beer bottles and he was opening a fourth one and Tamara just shrugged.
"Whatever weirdo." She went about to her car and frowned seeing the front of it was still damaged." Gahh damn it." She settled into her vehicle, cracked her windows, and turned on the radio while plugging her phone into the charger. Honestly she wished she and Luke had gotten into some bed room shenanigans but with everything going on they hadn't gotten around to it, plus she didn't exactly believe Luke when he said Lucy was just a friend. Then again they weren't in a committed relationship anymore it was just so good to have Luke in the apartment again.
She never thought she'd miss smelling weed early in the morning, seeing opened packs of game's and dutches, bowls of unfinished cereal on her table, Wiz Khalifa & Future blasting in the morning, and any of the other typical things that came with Luke spending the night at her place.
She was pulling out when suddenly a surge of invisible energy flew into her body. Everything went pitch black, and then she began to come too. "What the.." The most surreal feeling it was if she was waking up from a deep slumber, and she looked she was.. in her car still, and then she noticed it a beer bottle in her hands. The Fuck.. Things quickly got scary when she realized...it was her hand, she saw herself in the mirror, but she couldn't move her body.
Her mind began to race was the marijuana laced, was she paralyzed? But her hand moved bringing the contents of the alcoholic drink to her lips, and she was downing them. "Mhmmm yummy" She heard her voice and then watched as the window was rolled down and the beer tossed out of her car.
"Probably wondering what's going on? This is Elliot your pilot speaking, and I'd like to you know your body has been hijacked. Currently we're headed to my old job Mcdonalds.. and I've drank about three beers in your body, and wow I gotta say it feels wonderful, I'd need a whole six pack to feel as good as I do now..and it's making this drunk drive way too much fun, i'd be a shame if we got pulled over before the main event. Anyway sit tight and relax..Tamara..this weirdo is about to show you how weird things can get." Elliot spoke in Tamara's voice as she was speeding and swerving from lane to lane until she pulled into mcdonalds and had to slam the breaks and parked the car.
NO NO NO!! THIS can't be real?! What the fuck is going on oh my god oh my god oh my god this is not happening! Elliot was going to have some fun, and reached for an Ak-47 in the drivers seat. She got out of the car and walked in gun in hand. "Ah not super busy." She walked over to the counter and one of the employees turned around before seeing she wasarmed.
"Yo I."
"Shut up Bret" Elliot raised her hands and pulled the trigger riddling the cashier's body with bullets. He turned around and opened fire in the dining area killing the four guests currently eating in Mcdonalds. Screams were coming and Elliot leapt over the coutner and opened fire shooting up the employees, before kicking a door open and storming into the hallway where the manager and assistant manager were trying to hide.
"SIKE!" Elliot raised his gun and opened fire killing the manager then shot the assistant manager twice causing her to hit the ground as Elliot walked over to her and smiled. "You probably won't understand this, but this is Elliot speaking, I've learned a thing or two about body swapping anyway thanks for firing me..I got an even worst job..but now I'm great." Elliot raised the gun and opened fire killing the assistant manager.
Elliot went back in the kitchen and grabbed a handful of fries and began feasting on the fries to satisfy this body's drunk munchies. She grabbed a bag which had a big mac in it and began biting in it as she went outside seeing a car pulling in probably to got o the drive way. He raised his weaopn and opened fire spraying the car with bullets killing the driver and the passenger a woman. The car spun out of control and crashed into another car, Elliot then continued walking forward and opened fire on the side walk shooting at random people gunning them down. People erupted into chaos running and screaming, and it wasn't long before sirens were blaring.
Elliot unloaded bullets munching on the big mac and laughing until he was out then dropped the gun. "Alright then." Elliot rushed over to Tamara's car starting it up and getting ready to pull out of the drive way when three police cars swerved in from different directiosn. Elliot was about to try to escape when two of the cops emerged guns drawn. "GET OOUT OF THE CAR NOW! GET THE FUCK OUT OF THE CAR NOW!!!!" Elliot looked around and decided she had no other choice. Using his power he emerged from her body, right as cops dragged her out the car and kicked her to the ground, hand cuffing her.
Tamara was looking around in shock one minute..she was..about to leave, then she had the weirdest dream about drinking and driving, hearing voices in her head, and now the police were arresting her. She looked to her left to see a Mcdonalds riddled with bullets, and began trying to question what was happening as she was cuffed and tossed into the back of a police car. It wasn't long before she got to the station and learned she was being charged for shooting up a Mcdonalds, driving drunk, and opening fire in public. Tears welled down her eyes as she couldn't remember doing any of this for the life of her, but the police swore up and down she did. Oh my god..what's going on..oh my god!
Luke Braxton - Atlanta, Georgia - Tamara's Apartment
He'd managed to pull off something he'd always wanted, Tamara, and another sexy girl in the apartment at the same time. Of course the threesome didn't happen, he was tempted to break his rule about no suggestive mind control on his friends. However he didn't, he'd seen too much of what happened when power got to your head yesterday of course Jace and whoever destroyed the hospital were heartless.
He'd settled down on Tamara's couch, where he loved to kick back and roll blunt after blunt. He'd gotten numerous calls from people on campus, asking if he was okay, why he was stupid enough to take on the super thug, other questions, and some asking if he was still going to still serve weed after that. One he'd glossed over was that Shannon had contacted him, offering thanks, wishing him the best, and saying she wanted to see him.
Luke allowed himself to fantasize about what kind of thanks he wanted to offer him in person, then pushed those thoughts out of her head. She was just grateful he'd stopped Jace from bashing her head in, besides he'd already pre-emptively ended her relationship so he might as well not play any more mental hi-jinks with her life. He was smoking, and wondering when Lucy was gonna wake up. He figured he needed to go after Jace, but decided he wanted to practice his powers maybe some more. Perhaps he'd even get in some practice with Lucy, the stronger they got the better.
He also had other things to attend too, luckily he'd managed to sell his latest pound yesterday before Jace's attack on his apartment. "Damn it Jace, fucked me up, ruined my apartment, and got heat on me." Luke didn't think the police would be looking for him for anything related to selling, but it wouldn't make sense to get back to selling ounces the next day after a guy chucked two SUV's into his apartment. Just as he was about to turn on the news his phone rang again he'd noticed it was Jane who had called him three times. He'd texted her that he quit selling, and also sent some emoji's that indicated he didn't want to talk to her.
Fucking Jane..she's hot..but damn she's fucked up in the head. He finally decided answer." Was popping Jane."
"Lukey Lukey! Ok so I know we didn't get off on the best of terms.." You shorted me...fucking shitty ass plug.. "But I just wanted to make sure you were okay, I saw that super thug attacked you...and you know how I'm always trying to get a good story for my journalism project this year... I was wondering if you could tell me anything about him? I mean I'm BOUND to get an A if I write a compelling piece about him, especially if I can find a way to talk to him or.."
Luke just shook his head, he hated talking to her, it was a mistake to pick up the phone. First off her fake worrying irritated him, and she was a dumb enough to want to talk to her. That's one reason he felt off about her..like she was just a couple steps away from doing something brutal, she enjoyed watching horror movies where people died whenever they smoked, got way into GTA 5 killing sprees, and always defended psychopathic people. "Look Jane, I'm not gonna entertain your crazy talk, thanks for the concern really I appreciate it, all I can tell you about this guy is that if you annoy him he won't hesitate to break your neck, he only let me live cause I guess he didn't want to take on half of APD on camera..I have a feeling he'd be less patient with you....trying to interview him." He added the last part to not truly anger her then hung up.
He sat back and decided to turn on the news as he sparked his third blunt." Ohh..damn." He watched the police and FBI talking about hte destroyed hospital, The President apparently was going to issue a statement.
"It's truly horrific, luckily the entire hospital didn't collapse. We had a massive search and rescue team going through the hospital to get remaining staff, patients, and visitors out who survived. There are many who died, but many who survived, but also many with severe injuries. The patients were transferred to other hospitals in the area, the Mcdonalds wasn't so lucky everyone inside is dead, we're trying to get some construction to move these..giant bullets out of the way..it seems there's a-lot more talk about taking the idea of people with enhanced abilities seriously...across the country but no more so then the Atlanta Police Department. ."
"So Chief, are you saying that you don't believe in the existence of people with superhuman abilities, even after yesterday? I for one have numerous witnesse's, as well as footage of people just walking then all of a sudden these giant bullets appear and start tearing things up."
The Chief looked pissed about the comment, he was still dealing with this and the fact that he'd lost good men and women yesterday. "I'm not saying I'm denying the existence, clearly what happened yesterday was by definition not normal. However there's lots of things to consider, what extent are these enhanced beings if there enhanced, is it even superhuman abilities? It could be anything..advanced weapons, experimental technology, we don't want to rule out all options including the fact that there may be people walking among us...who can do certain things a majority of the populace can't, anyway I'm not taking any further questioning."
Luke frowned..but it made sense, although plenty were saying pwoers powers, if he didn't have powers he didn't know what he'd think at this point. The news changed to something else, and he got up to grab some frozen food he'd warmed up in Tamara's microwave. As he got back to the couch to start chowing down he froze seeing the news talking about a drunk driver who went on a shooting spree killing employees and customers in a Mcdonalds before taking the vicious shooting to the sidewalk. "Holy fuck."
"The Killer in custody is Tamara Williams, confirmed sister of Jace Williams who's been on the news in connection to numerous brutal murders in the past week, at least 21 people are dead, and many more with gun shot wounds, the APD is still on the look out for her brother Jace Williams, whose whereabouts are unknown." A Picture of Tamara was seen, as well as footage of her opening fire on the sidewalks at innocent people, and then showing a picture of Jace.
"No what the fuck?! What the fuck!" Luke was in disbelief, he'd known Tamara for years and she was not prone to violence. Sure she'd gotten into a few fist fights, but this was unbelievable. He had to do something about this and now. "NO! LUCY! LUCY WAKE UP!!!!" Luke yelled out to Lucy he didn't know what to think of this, he had to go see Tamara, this didn't make any sense at all, something wasn't right, and he had a horrible feeling in his gut.
Jace Williams - Atlanta, Georgia - The Crib
After breakfast Jace had decided to just listen to music, read the Bible, and meditate. He'd also got some calls to his friend who sold him the car, some others telling him to lay low because the police were looking for him, and other things.
This was not exactly going well, he knew it would get risky for him to even be leaving his apartment. Every time he left he was in his hoodie, face covered, and more. He always took the stairs never wanting to be stuck on the elevator, and kept to himself. Still he couldn't lie he was itching to smoke, and he couldn't just sit around stagnant. He couldn't lie, this revenge mission had given him a thrill like he never had. He had been really living the past three weeks, feeling like he was in a video game. The police he abhorred so much could no longer push him around, he got to take whatever he wanted, it was perfect.
"I can't think like...that... I can't be no fucking savage no more ain't no reason, I got money, I got weed, I got to focus on helping people." He was planning on getting out of Atlanta pretty soon, he'd made arrangements to purchase a beach house in Florida. He figured sooner or later the police would be at his door, and he didn't want any more confrontations.
His plan was to leave by Sunday or Monday at latest, and kiss Georgia good bye. He'd lay low, enjoy the beach, send some money to his auntie, and his sister, then after things were less hot he'd go back to Chicago to see his mom. He was already starting to figure he needed weed in his life, so he'd just postpone smoking till he got down to Florida and everything was good. "I mean honestly..I can start getting shit going." Jace was never one to be patient so he went to collect his vacumn sealed bags of marijuana, and began putting them in a seat case just leaving a few grams in his drawer in-case he really craved to smoke.
He then packed his guns in his suit case, and put the majority of his money in the suit case saving only 5 grand which he wanted to keep on his person. Finally he packed some clothes in the suit case, and headed downstairs. Just in case anything happened he wanted to have his money, weed, and guns packed away. Getting to the parking garage he popped his trunk and tossed the suit case in before closing it. He was a warrant connected to a pending murder charges driving with no insurance so this was another reason he was glad he stopped driving drunk, no need to pile up charges.
He was back in his room, and glad no one had seen him, Monday couldn't come soon enough. That's when the property would be ready, but at any rate he had a feeling of foreboding and wouldn't even mind leaving Sunday he just needed to get his affairs in order. Most importantly he wanted to attend church with Auntie Keisha one more time before he left the state. He decided he needed a break from reading the Bible, and went to Netflix to get caught up on Scandal.
Jane Donovan - Atlanta, Georgia - Attention
Jane was pissed, but she was also somewhat curious. This guy didn't seem like the type of person to just leave witnesses, or spare people. At least in her head at least, no man worthy of her charms would spare someone like Luke. He'd killed several police officers before, so she wondered why he'd let Luke live.
There were a couple different reasons that were floating through her demented mind. One of which was that perhaps Luke had powers of his own and was able to defend himself to an extent. But how likely was it that Luke of all people, had powers. Not him, he's all about being the big guy on campus, if he had powers he'd let everyone know if he thought it would get him, pussy, money, or both. She was still bitter about her experience with Luke in the past. She'd slept with him for weed, they'd spent a-lot of time listening to music and watching movies high, and he had the nerve to label her crazy.
"Fuck him..but hmm." Jane had notes, and documents on her laptop about the super thug as some people were calling him. She didn't like the label, but it was what a-lot of people were saying. She never really liked the word thug, she'd been around the world of crime all her life, and thug didn't represent power. It represented violent people on the bottom of the totem poles, this man commanded, power, respect,and most of all fear.
She was euphoric after the hospital attack yesterday, the whole city was in shock. Numerous people had said it was one of the most horrific things to ever happen in Atlanta, and compared it to 9/11. To be compared to such an evil person made her feel proud, but still she wanted the fear to be of her.
Of course unlike Jace she wasn't bullet proof, so she couldn't just show her face, and speak because even if she was sure she could kill-alot of people, the police could eventually gun her down. However she'd come up with a different way to incite fear in the city, and still be feared. It was simple, every villain needed a disguise. She had hers down to a T.
She had a plan and it was going perfectly. She had went to one of her friends house, and upon getting there had reduced the friend and her room mate to miniature size and put them in a jar ignoring their protests. She'd also set up a camera, and put on a Harley Quinn costume she'd gotten from a halloween store including the face paint and colorful hair. Lastly she put on some black shades, now it was time to get the attention she deserved.
She'd picked the perfect target, one of the girls name was Heather and her father was the Mayor. She had a sinister idea, and a video to make. An hour later the video was made, and she uploaded the video to youtube, sent it to the mayor, sent it to all of Heather's contacts, and submitted it to every major news station, the buzz would be great.
The Video.
"Hello people, now I know we've all been watching the news and talking about all this crazy stuff going on ever since that weird ass storm." Jane was seen on the camera in her Harley Quinn Suicide Squad uniform with her shades on. She'd turned off all the lights in Heather's apartment and had just one lamp light in the back-ground to illuminate the back-ground so she could be seen.
"So for all intents and purpouss, let's say my name is Harley, Harley Quinn." She said with a giggle. "Don't worry though I'm not the Jokers girlfriend, the real Harley sadly isn't real. I'll do her justice though." She stepped back, and took out a blunt which she sparked and took a few drags.
"Good weed ahh I love it. Anyway, so let me tell you a few things. Everything that's been happening the past few days, it's so wonderful, it's crazy what these powers can do, I mean after I got mine ti was great. But I want to tell you who this video is for, it's for my man, and hopefully future baby daddy! You know who you are? The Guy who's out tanking bullets, punching holes in bitches, and ripping cops apart, oooh he just gets me wet! When I first got my powers I didn't know what to do with them, I mean..well I did..I killed a bunch of my classmates hahahaha." Jane started to laugh.
"It's not major news no more, but the past two weeks seventeen Georgia State Students went missing, well "Jane's right hand shot up." I'm the one responsible! You see...growing up I never really liked heroes, always wasting their talents trying to help others. I won't waste time, this is for you baby! I'm the woman you need, and I'm trying to find you. Not only did I kidnap and kill all those students..I killed everyone in a sorority house and my proudest work..I'm responsible for the hospital incident too. "
"Anyway let me get to the point, the mayors daughter Heather Manns, I've kidnapped her daughter and her roommate, don't worry there dead now, also a school bus on a way to a local hospital I..intercepted it, and I've taken all the students. I'm going to show one of the things I'm capable of doing with my power, watch this."
The video then panned to Heather, her room mate, and the high school students in some massive room yelling for help, and trying to figure out what was going on. Suddenly it showed the room was just vibrating, and then they began screaming as they were being burned alive. Then suddenly the camera panned on Heather with her room mate and the others in the back ground as they exploded. The Footage died. It shifted back to the dimly lit room with Jane sitting there in her costume with shades on.
"Hahahahaha" Jane was just laughing and smoking her blunt laughing. "That was fucking great! The Mayor's daughter dead! All those high school students are dead! I'm going to keep killing people, I tried to tell the police, but they ignored me, now I want this message to get out. You regular people are nothing, us people with powers, we are gods and goddess's. This world is ours, and now most importantly baby whoever you are, I need you, together we can do anything! ANYTHING, THE WORLD WILL CRUMBLE BENEATH US!!!"
The Video Over.
Jane had plenty of fun, how she actually killed the people was fun to her. She'd put Heather, her room mate, and the shrunken high school students in the microwave, put it on five minutes, and watched them get cooked alive until they exploded. She decided to get some napkins, and wash the miniature blood out the microwave, and toss it in the trash. After she finished smoking she tossed the roach in the trash-can, and left Heather's apartment. She decided to retain the costume, but she removed the fast paint, the wig, and the shades, and put in hte trunk of her car before pulling off waiting for the world's reaction.
