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[b][code]Courtbridge, Prince Ed-Field_[/code][/b]
 
Kannix and Audrey continued onward on their motorcycle towards Isaac’s house. Prince Ed-Field was one of those places where she seldom ever visits. No real reason to not visit other than it takes so long to get there and costs way too much to be around there, she felt. The neighbourhood was clean and it pronounced itself to be better than whatever Spring Town could ever hope to offer. She showered this morning, but Kannix felt dirty to be in these parts. Yet, when they were approaching the shitty Orchestra Mall - having heard that it used to be greater than this - she felt comfortable, right at home even, with the ramshackle place. One could tell that it used to be grand, like a proud athlete failing to admit that they’re past their prime, but are delusional to their limits and wears. Whatever, the two were going to pass by the mall really quickly anyway, en route to big man Isaac’s place. 
 
However, Kannix heard the screams both natural and fearful, and horrific and mean, through the thickness of her helmet. She raised her head up from Audrey’s back. Kannix grew genuinely curious as to what was going on. Through the visor she could see whizzing images of people running out, escaping from something. Audrey must have reacted slower because she was not slowing down nor did she look in the way of the ruckus. So, to catch Audrey’s attention, Kannix’s arms, which had been wrapped around her boss’s waist, tight like a vice, relaxed, and she fell off, hitting the road surface hard, rolling until her hand slammed down on the tarmac. Unhurt, unphased, Kannix got off, fixing her shirt - being empowered the whole thing, she did not feel a thing. 
 
Perhaps that would catch Audrey’s attention. Regardless, Kannix really wanted to go see what was going on. So incessant, so inane, so stupid, but because she believed herself to be nigh-invincible, why shouldn’t she just walk into stuff like this? 
 
Not even shifting into a brisk, Kannix walked in and entered the Orchestra Mall. Whatever was going on must be deeper inside the mall, because all she saw were loads of people sprinting in the opposite direction, screaming at the top of their lungs to “get the fuck outta here.” 
 
[i]Spooky.[/i] She thought, and she eyed her ambiance albeit the roaring tide of horrified shoppers and took in the place to be something that could have been great again if people tried harder. 
 
[i]Wait. Wasn’t that Wend-[/i]
 
At last though, something finally caught her attention. 
 
[i]No fucking way. It’s the dude I messed with at the rally![/i] The man was unrecognizable. Tall, blonde, and really messy. She had no idea though that he was a Metahuman like herself, and when he summoned that flame from his uppercut, Kannix was captivated, all the way to watching the beast fall hard. It was ugly and grotesque, horrific and it sent chills down Kannix’s spine. Let’s see what happens if she hit it really hard.
 
In that very moment, she felt like a good introduction was to show what she could do as well. 
 
Empowering herself even more, each step she took propelled herself faster and faster, each stride providing more speed and distance, driving and homing in the the beast which was just about to get up. 
 
[i]Fuck that.[/i]
 
She was hurling towards it. Tucked in, her force-repelling ability plus her speed and size made her a living cannonball. Contact hit between the two beings, but Kannix’s power basically told physics to fuck off, and she stayed in place while the beast’s body crunched in on itself, flying away into the right wall of an abandoned shop lot. The broken bones of the beast were audible and Kannix hung in the air for a second in fucking physics up before landing on the floor. That amount of force, she was used to, though the mass on the thing still got Kannix’s shoulder and side sore. 
 
She adjusted her shirt, and greeted the man.

“Sup.”