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[color=Silver]"You know, Sherlock, it's a real shame that all of this wonderful technology, and all of these groundbreaking scientific discoveries are being used to tear down the city where they were developed."[/color] 

[color=SkyBlue]"I agree, sir. The same might be said about S.T.R.I.K.E. I mean, they had the tech to create one such as myself, and what do they do? Cover up information and hide everything away."[/color]

Grinning, Angel looked up from the S.T.R.I.K.E. data tap to the nearest hidden security camera and held up a tiny microchip, the transmitter that linked it with a server. [color=Silver] "Got the component. It should be fun to watch the technicians try and figure out what's wrong with their datamine."[/color] Closing the innocuous-looking breaker box which the data tap was hidden in, Angel pocketed the microchip, and walked down the alley to the street, whistling. [color=Silver]"Alright, Sherlock, I think we're in the clear, you can cut the dummy feed as soon as I reach the street."[/color] 

With a [i]ping[/i] of acknowledgement, Sherlock cut the feed, and speaking into Angel's earpiece, gave a humanlike laugh. [color=SkyBlue]"You know, Angel, it feels good to be doing right by the city, instead of tearing up a neighborhood fighting Trent."[/color] 

Angel nodded, smiling. [color=Silver]"Yeah, messing with S.T.R.I.K.E. and keeping those Paranormal Illuminati wannabes from oppressing the people of Lost Haven is a worthy cause. I'm just glad that they haven't caught onto me. This life... is actually kinda peaceful, compared to the last couple months."[/color] Looking up at the few stars barely visible past the smog and light pollution of the city, Angel was content. This... this was what he had wanted, coming to the city. Not high-tension fights with the second most powerful Meta, or fast-paced jailbreaks, but protecting the city from both the criminal underclass and their so-called "protectors". 

On a night like tonight, in a neighborhood like this, there would usually be one or two groups of thugs roaming the streets, but surprisingly, the atmosphere was fairly quiet. Almost like the city was anticipating somethin- 

With a boom, something flew overhead, and quickly left Angel's vision. Whipping his head around, Angel turned to see what it was. Two Metahumans, chasing each other. Cursing internally, Angel linked up to the phone in his pocket, connecting with his new garage's systems. [color=Cyan]"Sherlock, I want you to track my location, and deliver the ATD to me as soon as possible. I'll follow the two Metas myself."[/color] Receiving a [i]ping[/i]as a quick response, Equilibrium scanned the street for any vehicle that would allow him to keep up with the duo. It took less than a second, with the help of security cameras spread out throughout the neighborhood and the stoplight cameras. Parked on the side of the street, about a block down, was a Ferrari MkVG Turbo, one of the newer, faster cars that had just come out in the last few years. Taking control of the car, he drove it towards him, even as he ran towards the sports car, popping the door open with his power, he jumped inside, and closing the door, turned to follow the two Metahumans, speeding after them with a roar of the engine.

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Angela was having a bad night. She was up until eleven listening to her cousin cry over the phone about someone named 'Kevin', had a headache, and just discovered that she was out of painkillers. Great. Tromping over to her fridge, she grabbed a bottle of water, and was about to drink from it, but hesitated as she heard something from the street below her apartment. Moving to the window, she got there just in time to watch in horror as her new Ferrari revved up and drove off, without anyone in the front seat. 

Eyes wide, she turned around, and sprinted towards the door to her apartment, barely remembering to grab the keys as she left. Slamming the door behind her, she ran down the hallway, to the stairs, and took the steps two at a time, making it to the ground floor in possibly what could be a new speed record for anyone in the apartment building. Running through the entryway, barefoot, she made it to the street just as the car turned down another street, and drove out of sight. 

In shock, Angela could do nothing but stare into the empty space where her car was, doing all she could not to scream at the top of her lungs. Someone had just stolen the car that she had saved up for YEARS to get. She didn't have insurance yet, because she had just got it. Standing there, Angela stared into space for what felt like an eternity, before her phone vibrated, jolting her back to reality. She had just received a message. Not really in the mood to text anyone, she planned on dismissing it entirely, before she read what it said. 

[i]Sorry for jacking your car, it was an emergency. Will pay you back later. -Equilibrium[/i]