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[center][b]Kelly Brown[/b][/center]
Agent Gibson peered through the glass window of the interrogation room, examining the body language, posture, and facial expressions of the captured metahuman. He wondered how this young girl was involved in such a horrendous crime. What role did she play in the puzzle of this mystery?

“This is everything we have on her,” A.J. announced as she walked into the observation room. She held in her hands a file folder. “Her name is Kelly Brown. She’s a sophomore at the Albany State College, pursuing a nursing degree. There isn’t anything on her record, although there was a video clip of her taken down from YouTube.”

“Who took it down?” Noah raised his eyebrow, snatching the flash drive from A.J.’s hand and hooking it up to a laptop.

“We’re not quite sure yet. There are conspiracy theories on the web that believe this mysterious entity called “S.T.R.I.K.E.”, who has been involved in Lost Haven, removed the video. However, there isn’t anything official as of yet.”

“After they watched the short clip that showed Kelly reverting to her “wasp” appearance, both FBI agents entered the interrogation room in an orderly fashion and took a seat across the table from Kelly. They sat there for a few seconds, allowing the silence to sink in.

“What were you doing at the site of the burning abandoned RV?” Gibson asked as he continued to look through the case file.

“I already told you,” Kelly replied, “I saw the smoke and heard a scream, so I went to see if anyone was in danger. Isn’t that the normal human reaction?”

Kelly’s four arms were cuffed, one pair attached to the top of the table, while the lower pair was hooked up to the bottom of the table. The FBI took this precaution because while they were arresting her, Kelly accidently exhibited her super-human strength, as she still had not gained full control over her powers yet. The FBI retaliated by using sedatives on her. Now that they were interrogating her, they could not sedate her and could only rely on these cuffs.

“Kelly, if you don’t help us, we can’t help you.” A.J. pushed a cup of water in arm’s reach of Kelly. Kelly grasped the cup and moved her lips toward the rim of the cup. However, before she could take a sip, Gibson pulled the cup away.

“If you don’t help us,” Gibson threatened, “we’ll going to charge you as an accessory to four counts of murder, two counts of kidnapping a minor, and five counts of, well, whatever this would fall under.”

Gibson slammed several photographs from the three crime scenes (including the RV) that his team had visited. He shoved them in front of her in order that she might get a better look at them.

Kelly examined the photographs that had been forced in front of her. At the sight of the gore in those pictures and the freakish transformations that the victims in the pictures had suffered, including her best friend, Kelly’s tint turned green. However, since she was a nursing student, she was at least half-prepared for something like this.

“I swear I wasn’t involved in any of this.” Kelly locked her gaze at Agent Gibson. “Why would I want to harm my best friend? A better question would be who in their right mind would do such a thing? My friend’s life is over as far we know because some freak transformed her into a human-headed cat!”

When Kelly started to think about Sammy. She broke out into tears. At least Kelly could mask her ‘mutations’. Sammy couldn’t pass for either a cat or a human!

A knock resounded from the other side of the one-sided viewing window. The two FBI agents told Kelly that they needed a moment. Once they exited the interrogation room, the y asked what was up.

“Apparently,” the third agent who had knocked on the glass, “there was a call to our special missing persons hotline that reported that a metahuman had apprehended a couple that fits the unsub profile. A girl who matches Lauren Clark’s description was also was with them.”