[Center][H1]Edge[/h1][/center]

"What a happy day." Edge thought to himself without a care in the world. He was wrapped in a trench coat. Today like many others Edge was walking towards a personal haven of his. The L.A. Center for Humans. If was a thin vailed Metahuman hate group and the perfect place to see the start of his newest plan.

For over four years, since it became apparent to Edge that the humans would fear and hate the Metahumans. Edge had been working on a plan to place the Metahumans at the top of the mountain where they should be. The humans were weak and frail. They feared anything that was different from them.

The growth of the Underground had been rabid and unencumbered. Just the way Edge wanted it. The Reformist Council knew nothing as far as he could tell but they were all cowards to start with. Infact not even the U.S. government knew anything about what Edge had planned. Today really was a good day.

When he walked he was elated to find everyone all together. Edge should have felt bad for picking such easy targets. Edge however, felt nothing but joy.  

Everyone was gathered together. Sitting in their would be church pews. This was gonna be easier than shooting fish in barrel. Edge moved quickly to the corner of the room before letting out three invisible slices.  With a few waves of his arms and a couple of seconds, almost everyone was sitting in their seats minus their heads.

Edge looked to the lead hate monger and took off his coat. Tossing the coat around his arm. He spoke softly. "Tell the world what you saw here today. And know, this is just the start. What comes next is much worse." Those were Edge's last before a wave of the hand took out the lead hate monger. 

All that was left was a small family of three. Edge bowed before leave and out his coat on before leaving.  From his helmet he sent a message back to his base of operations. "Call everyone in. Mission complete."

[Center][H1]Elijah Craigh[/h1][/center]

"I just want you to know. This isnt personal. I'm not doing this because I hate you. To prove that, I won't kill your family like have done for everyone else. They can go on for the rest if their days without fear me. Truth be told I like you. Because if you I become Baba Yaga. Because of you I became the man you sent to kill the Bogeyman. I got a lot out of that and I am thankful for it." Elijah said as he flicked the last of his cigarette away from him.

I just promised I'd do this so I can't be made a liar now. Any last words? Knowing that I don't sit upon you in judgment."

"Please just leave my family alone." The last of the Russian Mobsters said.

"More then fair and admirable. I'll go the extra mile and offer you how would die.  I can burn you or I can shoot you. Either way you don't feel anything. Gun shot, you can have an open casket and your family can Identify you." Elijah said from the edge of his seat.

"I will take the burning, like my comrades." Yuri said bravely.

"Yuri that's why I always liked you. Anyone else would have would have taken the bullet. I admire that in you, brave man. Well, the sooner we get to it the sooner we get through it. Last words or requests?" There was a certain solemnness to Eli's tone.

"Bottle and a pleasure woman." Yuri said with a laugh.

Eli couldn't help but laugh as well. He reached behind himself to pull a bottle. It was a fine vodka, either I didn't ever care for vodka but he knew Yuri would. Eli brought a bottle special for him. Rising from his seat, he gave Yuri a drink before frying his brain and killing him.

"Yuri, of them all them all, I hate this one the most. May G-d love you as much as I do." There was pain in the voice of Elijah Craigh.

After offering Yuri a drink. Elijah Craigh fried his brain by way of of the ear. It was quick and painless. Better than anything he offered the rest of them.