[b]Jason Koravil, Los Angeles – From the apartment to the warehouse[/b]

Jason had now come to an abrupt landing on the roof of his apartment complex, masking his visibility via light. After making his way into the stair-well and checking for camera’s he made himself visible once more as he continued down the stairs. He was no major money winner but some questioned why he choose to remain in an apartment complex with all the profit he made from his legitimate and illegitimate business.

That answer was one he’d be glad to answer of course, the key was maintaining a low profile. On paper he was a college student with a few low end jobs, and it’s not like he could put Quantum on a job application.

“Hmm time to get some grub.” Jason muttered to himself as he reached his room and took out the keys before letting himself in. He enjoyed being out and a bout but nothing beat getting some rest at home. Plus, after a long day of causing mass destruction and liberating imprisoned Evo’s this called for a meal. He made his way over to the fridge and opened it to see what goodies he had left.

[i] Shit looks like a young boss ain’t about to be eating too good, but I’ve got some left overs. [/i]Jason reached for a plastic container with the words Old Charlie’s on it. He opened it up to see how much of his grilled chicken and vegetables he had left before going to the microwave. He pressed 2 and put the container in before shutting it walking away to let his food heat. 

Next stop was the living room, or as he liked to call it his own private sanctuary. He plopped down on the couch opening up his laptop and with the flick of his fingers caused his television to come on. One of the perks of his abilities was never having to rely on a remote, long gone were the days where he rummaged through the couch and the rest of his belongings in search of an object to change the channel.

With a few more flicks he continued to change the channel until he got to what he wanted. The news was talking about the situation in California, and how the state might impose martial law. “Down-town we have word that there are over 100 escapees Evo’s who have been let loose into the city and they are all armed and dangerous. Here you can see a picture of all the escaped inmates as well as some other vital information about them. If you see these individuals please contact the authorities immediately as they are dangerous, wielding an assortment of unique abilities, and potentially armed as well. Additional police check-points are being set up across California, and the national guard is stepping into help round up these terrorists. One can only help and pray for the safety of the citizens of Los Angeles during this time of chaos.”

Jason shook his head as the news broad-cast continued, he was glad for every evo he freed. He only helped that at least half of them would be able to escape the state. He wanted to go about helping them, but there was only so much he could do since he was playing both teams. He went to get his food and was grubbing in when his phone began ringing. He had changed the channel to AMC preferring to entertain himself by watching the Walking Dead.

He reached for his phone and picked it up. “Hello this is Koravil speaking, how may I help you.”

“Hello Boss I’ve got some great news that meeting with Cuarto’s been set up. He’s the last resistance we have to controlling the drug game in California, we’ve successfully brought down everyone else or otherwise “persuaded” them that it’s best to work under our wings. The feds are behind as well all this focus on Evo’s taken priorities over drugs so your rise to power was mostly un-noticed by the majority of my college’s, and the few that did care accepted the bribes or…had to die.”

Jason smiled it was times like this that made him happy.” Great, great.  Austin Kingsman you’ve done above and beyond truly. I couldn’t ask for a better crooked fed, we’re going to rise to the top. I’m going to get ready for this meeting, anyway heads up dinner and women on me tonight.” Jason hung up the phone and got up to stretch.

His successful climb to the top of the narcotics community in California had been a success, and all it took to help him out was some super-human abilities.   Jason promptly finished his meal, and headed into the closet to change for his dinner with his fellow drug baron.

After he was done Jason smiled looking at himself in the mirror, only wearing the finest. “Ah Victor Cuarto it’s time we crossed paths once and for all.” Jason looked in the mirror before leaving his room, locking the door, and going up the stairs. Once again checking for camera’s he masked himself from the visibility of others and exited the stair well returning the roof once more. Drawing in kinetic and gravitational energy he blasted off taking to the skies once more.

After a nice flight through the upper atmosphere he was making his way down to a warehouse he’d purchased with his drug money and had fixed up. He’d turned it from some run down property to a respectable place of illegitimate business and on his way down from the skies he’d noticed some expensive luxury cars parked. He entered the ware-house from the side entrance and no longer needed to use any light to mask his presence.

He made his way through the dim lit hallways, and finally entered a room where a Hispanic man was seen sitting at a round table as well as some other individuals. Jason himself took a seat at the table, and the FBI agent Austin Kingsman was also present. “Ah it’s nice to finally be in the same room with you Mr. Cuarto, we’ve had some conflict over the past few months regarding territory and business. But  I think you’ll come to see things my way.”

The drug lord looked at Jason with animosity in his eyes yet he remained calm as he responded.” And what sort of things do you hope I’ll come to see Mr. Koravil? When I heard someone new was rising up and interfering with my business well I’d assumed I’d be someone much more experience. What a surprise an unpleasant one at that when I had to report to my cartel connections that my criminal empire was being under-minded by a child.” He spoke with venom and hatred at the tip of his tongue yet there was no threat of imminent violence.

“You’re an anomaly yourself aren’t you Mr. Cuarto? Sure now you’re a powerful man connected with the cartels and their drugs. But that wasn’t true until a year and a half ago? I wondered how that was, and then I figured it out. Nancy Cuarto your niece, who just happens to be an evo hmm?” Jason spoke calmly and instantly Cuarto seemed enraged.

“How the fuck did you know that! Who the fuck are you! I swear if you do anything to her, I’ll -.”

“Nuh uh uh enough of this.” Jason raised his hand and a there was a bright flash of blinding light. Right as the light cleared everyone in the room was unconscious except for him and Cuarto. “It’s okay I happen to be an Evo myself, I have no intentions of bringing your niece In. See the thing is I work for Quantum Industries, an elite organization of the world’s top businessmen, politicians, and so on the upper echelon of society who also have a need for certain Evo’s hence my current employment. Now you may be wondering well how does this all tie in what the fuck do I want with you? Well you already know, your niece has an interesting ability. Hive Mind is it? With her power she can take anyone, strip them of their free will, and literally make them another body she can exert influence over. Now that’s an impressive power. You used her power to build a network of influential people in both law enforcement and criminal enterprise, using your own family as a human weapon now that’s “ Jason just started clapping.” That’s despicable and I like it.”

“Enough is enough, you claim to be one of them, what do you and this mysterious Quantum industries want? You think taking me in will do anything, you know what type of secret weapon I have at my disposal, even if you go after her, you can’t take down the entire network I’ve established, my influence reaches more then just here in the states, there’s powerful figures in Mexico supplying me with narcotics, kill me and.”

“Who said anything about killing you hmm?” Jason stopped to let that sink in he had no ill will towards this man.” See the goal of Quantum is to monitor and control the evo populace on a level regular governments can’t.  Here’s the real kicker I work for Quantum true enough, but I’m my own boss I’m only here for the employee benefits like the legitimate income, getting paid to fight others with power is good exercise, and the company car is nice for stunting.  However I need your niece for my own purposes, my own goals.  However I need your niece for my own purpouses, my own goals.  People like me and your niece we’re running out of team, most of society sees us as outcasts, monsters, and Quantum one day they’ll find no more use for us.” 

“So what the fuck do you want then? You claim to be on some other mission with this Quantum, yet here you are setting me up with a meeting to talk drugs! Make your mind.”

“Don’t..EVER in your life as long as I allow breath to flow through your body speak to me like that again you fucking peasant.” Jason unleashed a blast of concussive force blasting Cuarto away from the table and into the wall. “Your drug empire is mine Cuarto, I’m taking full ownership of that as well as your net-work.  When  I arranged this meeting, I had my men swoop in to sedate and kidnap your niece she’ll be under the employment of the Empire now.  You will as well you work for me, we are no longer enemies, however as a sign of my superiority..I’d like you to watch something. See that monitor over there that blank screen.”

“I see! I see!” Cuarto exclaimed not wanting to be blasted, Jason snapped his fingers and the monitor flickered to life. On the monitor was Cuarto’s compound, his mansion he’d purchased for himself a couple months ago. On the screen suddenly the entire mansion collapsed as if some giant foot came down and stepped on it. Cuarto screamed seeing everything he’d worked for gone in the blink of an eyes while turning to Jason who’s eyes were glowing. The glow faded from his eyes as Jason turned to his new partner in crime now breathing heavily.

“Gravity can be a bitch can’t it, now then this meeting is adjourned, get back to work, just now 60% of your profits are coming to me, the drug game in California that’s all me, and I’m glad we’ve come to an under-standing.” Jason walked over to his unconscious dirty FBI agent and picked him up tossing him over his shoulder. “Sleep well Kingsman you’ve done above and beyond. Now it’s time to work on our next targets…The Children of the Church of Azrael.” [i] Time to go greet my new employee Miss Cuarto and then Texas here we come. [/i]