[center][img]http://i.imgur.com/cJnIRqb.gif[/img][/center] As Brooker sat in the back of the cab, an idea struck him. They had been driving to all the known hotspots for supernatural activity, and he had seen a pattern. There was unproductive chaos about and he meant to reign it in. HE needed to turn this entire mess into something profitable. He would not find Icon, he appeared to be away on some big hero business. This annoyed the Broker a little but he shrugged it off as soon as another scheme materialized inside his infernal engine of a mind. [color=#F62217]“Stop here.”[/color] He said as they passed a large Hospital. A idea had struck inside his infernal mind. [color=#F62217]“Ah yes. Let’s make some deals”[/color] He said to himself as he walked up to the closest ambulance that was unattended by actual ambulance personel. A security guard approached him. “Sir. We don’t need no damn ambulance chasers hanging about” The guard barked, no doubt thinking Broker was another lawyer looking for clients interested in suing for damages. But the Demon just stared into the eyes of the guard and spoke something a language that had been in at least a millennia. The words wrapped around the poor man mans brain like a vice, stopping him dead. [color=#F62217]“Tell me. Did you receive any critical cases the last... say 20 minutes. Preferably the victim of violence.” [/color]Brokers asked as he asked the guard who stared at him bugeyed. The spell was a simple one used by even the lowest of demons. A lowely demonspawn would have a hard time draw anything specific out of people but Broker was anything but ordinary. His will was gargantuan and his skill with magic unparelled in all of the nine rings of hell. The man, frozen in terror, stood as paralyzed as he answered against his will. The words forcing themself out of his mouth. “T-two women, one of them badly beaten by her husband, the other was in a robbery gone wrong” Broker grinned a fanged a smile at the information and nodded at the man. [color=#F62217]"Excellent. You may die now"[/color] He said as he passed the human who's eyes rolled back into his eyes and slumped onto his knees. Whistling the demon weaved a simple glamour around himself so that he looked completely human while he walked the corridors looking for the two women. He found the assault victim first. A young, 20-something year old white girl with pretty green eyes and hair like fire. He smiled reassuringly at her. "Miss Myers?" His voice was smooth as velvet, with underlying authoritative to put her mind at ease. [color=#F62217]"My name is Abraham Bosworth. Of Bosworth and Bethlehem"[/color] He provided her with card. Her eyes were down cast, timid. He smiled at her patiently, until she looked up into his eyes. [color=#F62217]"I represent people who do not wish your husband to out of this scott free."[/color] "S-scott Free? But the cops said they had him for sure.." [color=#F62217]"Your husband has powerful friends. He won't see jail time."[/color] "O..Oh no." Her eyes left his and she fidgetted with her hands. He tilted his head, like a cat regarding wounded prey. He resisted the urge to toy with her emotions. This one needed a clear, clean cut. [color=#F62217][/color]"Miss Myers. What I told you I could provide you with the means to freedom from that cruel man." He knelt by the bed, taking her hands in his. His smile was false, evil incarnate behind the glamour. "W-what do you mean." Her voice was hopeful but hesitant. "N-nothing illegal.. I don't have much money. [color=#F62217]"Oh do not worry Miss Myers. I do not want your money. And it would only be a matter of placing power back in your hands. The power to take for yourself what is yours. The house, his car, everything." [/color]Myers eyes grew wider and wider as the poison of his words crept into her mind. "I'm... listening." She said softly. He proceeded her with a pen. [color=#F62217]"This is a legal document, where all your debts go my firm. IN turn, we handle all your legal matters, make sure you get back onto your feet."[/color] She looked at the contract. His words had corrupted and undermined her mind in so many tiny ways from the moment he had began to speak. She signed. And inside her, something else took root. Evil. "But he is violent man.. He will come for me" She said, still hesistant. "What will I do." [color=#F62217]"Oh. Don't you worry dear."[/color] He revealed his non-demonic form to her and her mouth hung open in awe at his beuty. He simply smiled, cold and humorless. [color=#F62217]"I have come from beyond to bestow you a gift. Never again will a man hurt you, never again will you be denied. Are you willing to take it?"[/color] He asked, knowing full well the answer. She nodded, breathless. He produced a ring and slipped it onto her finger. It would bestow her with the ability to channel some of his infernal might. [color=#F62217]"Remember Miss Myers. The ring is a gift from me. With it, you can lay low any man. Just remember who you work for now." [/color] [color=#F62217]"But of course. All your debt. Oh,. Didn't I say? I meant Karmic debt to. Do not worry. Be loyal and you'll soon be rich and independent."[/color] He left as she stared at him in confusion. But even as she was horrified and chocked, the magic of the ring only rooted itself deeper inside of her. Soon, she would find herself in possession of money she never been able to touch before. And after that, she would want more. She would feel as if the world owed it to her. And with her new power, she would be able to take it. -- The other woman was a far different affair. He didn't bother with the glamour. As he walked inside. the police stationed inside her oom drew his gun. A flick of Brokers wrist and a word of power later and that guard was a charred corpse. Eiko, the woman on the bed, looked at once terrified and excited. Excited the guard who she fought was an asshole, was dead. But understandably terrified of the powerful demon in the room with her. [color=#F62217]"Eiko Minura?"[/color] He spoke, putting on a show as brimstone smoke poured out of his mouth. "I am The Broker. I am here with a offer." She stared in awe. [color=#F62217]"Would you like to leave the small time behind?"[/color] He motioned at the guard. The woman nodded eagerly. She was badly injured, but she clearly knew a way out when she saw it. "Fuck yes Sir." He walked up to her. [color=#F62217]"Give me your hand."[/color] As she showed her palm to him, he plunged something sharp into it. She screamed as the dagger drew blood and cut deep. Before she could react further her hand up then took it in his hand with a firm handshake. Power suddenly rushed up her veins, and all the evil in her flared up at once. [color=#F62217]"Welcome to the gang Eiko. I have given you a portion of my power. It is insignificant amount compared to the real deal. But it should serve you well. I leave your escape up to you. Seek me out once you are all settled and good. I will have work for you"[/color] With that he left for more important endeavors.