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The media too seemed to already have a firm grasp on what was happening inside the LAPD building and was ready with actual live footage, as the building was getting torn down from the inside.
It was there, as glimpses were getting reshown of humans battling with powers hard to match, Kate knew her choices had been right. Not her choice in trusting Mark.. Oh no. Her choice in life.
There was a reason; a reason Kate chose to benefit from stealing, breaking and capitalizing on her powers. There was a reason she could justify her crimes; a reason she had been able to sleep at night. Because no matter how much she stole from society, it did not matter. Society, as people knew it, was coming to an end.

The footage revealed this assumption to be true…

Here we had people; single individuals unleashing Armageddon upon something that was supposed to be completely secure. And they were tearing down the place, dammit. A handful was doing the work of a small army.

Kate emptied the entire bottle down her throat. Any decent wine-merchant would say that was a waste of a good vintage - and yet she couldn’t care less. Life was about living. Because life, or the life people knew of, was coming to an end.

Once again: The footage revealed this assumption to be true…

[b]“Cheers,”[/b] Kate mumbled before tossing the flask away, like it was nobody’s business. Alone in her apartment. Surrounded by the sins of her life: Luxurious furniture, illegal wares and stolen property.

The images on the screen gave enough away to show that this was just the beginning.
One day, one year or maybe in 100 years. It didn’t matter. Society would end.
There were people fighting like little children in this very moment, but with powers enough to classify as A Rank. To them there probably was no doubt there would be a tomorrow. They did not carry the burden… the… [i]knowledge[/i] Kate did. One of the side effects of snooping in government secrets was that the world became clearer.
In the world there was A Rank, S Rank… SS Rank. How long would it take before a triple S Rank showed up?
There could be no society, no order in such a world. Not when one man could vaporize The White House and turn nations into ash. And it was coming. Kate knew this, and all she could do was enjoy every second until concepts like money and order were a thing of the past. All she could do was eat expensive caviar, sleep in soft beds and make sure she got laid whenever, however she wanted to.
Kate was an example of the life one could get, if they were extraordinary. And there was no crime in stealing, if the world was coming to an end.

With the drums of mass destruction in her ear and the words from journalists commenting, as if it was gonna matter a year from now, Kate grabbed a new expensive bottle.
[b]“Cheers, guys,”[/b] she said, addressing the TV. [b]“You just started it. And you are superhumanly great at digging your own graves.”[/b]