[Center][h1][color=forestgreen]Jack Harper
Los Angeles, California[/color][/h1][/center]

Jack watched as she pushed the glass he had placed her hair in, off the table and into the floor. That was just great, if it fell out of the glass it would be nearly impossible to find. Oh well, it would seem that there were more important matters at hand. 

He watched as she closed the blinds and spoke of the CIA, the school shooting, dark monday, and then Angela Patrelli. He couldn't help but just listen until she have him the laptop to read the files for himself.

"They're planning a genocide..." he said in disbelief. He knew most people didn't like evos but to go so far as genocide? It was absurd! "They're going to wait until we're all powerless and simply wipe out any evos they deem too powerful." He paused and set the laptop down. Staring at it for a moment, taking it all in. 

"If Angela Patreli can help us stop this dark monday, then we need to find her as soon as possible. I know you can't travel by plane because you're registered as evolved, so that means we have a long drive ahead of us." Jack said as he stood from the sofa.

He made his way to the small kitchen in his apartment and opened one of the cupboard doors below the sink. Reaching in and feeling the roof he grabbed a thick envelope that was taped up there. 

"I'm not too sure your mustang will make it to New York, no offense, and I don't have a car. Luckily though I have a decent amount of money saved up. We can rent a car and go searching for Angela Patreli. Are you ready for an adventure?"

[center][h1][color=gold] Ray Belfour
Anaheim California[/color][/h1][/center]

Ray was lining up to make the winning shot. He stopped and took a swig of the whiskey he bought then got down and really thought this hit out. He pulled back the pool stick and right as he released it his phone began to ring. This caused him to completely miss the eight ball. Now it was Jaidyns turn to attempt hitting the 8 ball in.

Ray looked at the number for a moment to see if he recognized it. He missed his money shot for a Damn random number! He answered his phone in the angriest manner possible with a smart phone.

"I hope this is important you just made me miss the eight ball!" he said in a raised voice, not knowing it was Dean on the other end of the line. 

[center][h1] [color=blue]Jaenelle Angelina Cox
Tahoe City, California[/color][/h1][/center]

As Jaenelle drove away from her brothers house she brought her phone out to call and report in. But before she could she had received a call.

"Yes?" she said as she answered the call

"We have another assignment for you. Frank Jackson is stirring things up down in Miami, Florida. Take care of him before things get too out of hand. We've got private transportation ready to pick you up at the nearest airport. All the information you need is attached in an email. That is all" the man said before there was nothing but a dial tone. 

Something didn't feel right. She hadn't even reported in yet and they already have her a new assignment. She started texting Dylan.

[i]Somethings not right. They have me another assignment before I reported in for this one. I don't have a good feeling about that, so just keep an eye out ok?[/i]

Send. Now she was on her way to the airport to catch a private jet to Miami, Florid. Frank had a date with the reaper.