[b]Jace Williams - Atlanta Georgia - The Bluff[/b]

"I pop a Perk, it's BOOSTING MY STAMINA! I hit that nat like an animal oooh!" Jace Williams yelled out singing along to the lyrics of hte popular Stunna 4 Vegas Song, Animal. He was cruising through the streets of one of Atlanta's most notoriously dangerous drug infested neighborhoods "The Bluff". He had the volume blasting in his 2009 Black Toyota Corolla, with a half burned swisher full of marijuana in between his lips.

His whole life had been one downward spiral since getting involved with selling drugs & his older brother Jason getting shot to death when he was in high school. Luck, it seemed was on his side with the newfound powers he'd gained from "The Incident" as the world had come to call it. Although he'd read plenty online about how people with powers were blamed for the Incident, and fear of them was rising since the empowered individual who killed 100 high school students in Atlanta it didn't bother him. 

His music was interrupted as his phone began ringing. He groaned and picked it up. "Hallo, watchu want Auntie Keisha? I told you I'm mafucking working I ain't got no time to talk bout no bullshit."

"Boy! Where the hell you at! You ain't been to work in three mafucking days! I stuck my neck out to get you that job when you got out! I told you time and time again to stay out these damn streets." His auntie barked through the phone, concerned for her nephew's safety, and worried about what trouble he might get into in the streets.

"Look you ain't my mama so stop trying to be her, I ain't."

"BOY LOOK! Just cause Devon, and Tamara here don't mean yo ass can be! If you don't get yo azz back to work, then you need to get the FUCK out my house! Ain't no gang bangers finna live at my house, especially if you fucking with Cornell! I seen you meeting him at the Quicktrip the other day, and only work he got is white!!! You betta be at god damn work in the next 24 hours or Don't come back!!!" She screamed and the phone cut off.

Jace rolled his eyes, he respected his auntie she'd held him down but with the gift he'd been given the car dealership didn't appeal to him. He shook his head and hit the blunt a few more times before ashing it. He turned the wheel and made a sharp right. He pulled down the block and parked his car. "I fuck with you auntie, but Cornell's about real bread. " A smile on his face he reached for the backpack in the passenger seat, and opened it to check on his two bricks of cocaine. "Ight let's get it."

Mind set on what he wanted to do, the backpack full of drugs was zipped up. After the keys were removed, and making sure the car was off, he tossed one strap of the bag over his shoulder. He took a minute to look around his surroundings as he tucked his glock in his pants pocket. [i]Aye Unk, I'm here I'm finna do like I said so get ready finna make some shit shake with Ramon.[/i] He walked over to a door of a house where loud music could be heard blaring, and the pungent aroma of marijuana was strong in the air. A few knocks on the door, and seconds later it was slowly crept open.

"You here for Ramon?"

Jace slightly opened the backpack full of dope and nodded. The door was slid open, and Jace walked in. Inside was even more lively then inside. Rello guts, rello's, empty beer cans, and bottles were strewn across the floor.  Analyzing the room he saw the heavily built man who led him inside had an assault rifle in hand.  Following him down hte dimly lit hallway to the living room he saw Ramon counting several blue hundred dollar bills, two women by his side drinking Hennessy straight. Taking in the rest of the room he saw some other drug dealers gambling, playing cards, playing 2k19, and some barely dressed women cooking crack cocaine in the kitchen.

"Cornell's boy huh, how much you want for that?" Ramon said in between puffs from his newport that he ashed on the floor.

"Man I ain't here to play witchu, you know what I want. 13, and no less." Jace spoke un-deterred by the scenery, including armed dealers around him.

"Yo ass bold, walking in here by yo self all that dope, and no back up? Bruh you ain't fucking Superman, you lucky Cornell's name good in these streets, aye Red bring that shit over here." Ramon yelled out. One of his lackeys walked over with a bag of his own and opened it up taking out stacks of hundred dollar bills in rubber bands placing them on the table. Jace slid the bag of drugs over, and picked up the money taking a few bills out the rubber bands and holding them up to the light. "Awh you really tripping, we go way back, long as you bring  us good dope, you good to serve out here, shit one day maybe you and Cornell might be able to boss up like me."  The Drug dealer snickered although Jace was un-amused.

"Like you? Listen up bitch" The whole energy in the already tense drug deal changed, as Ramon lowered the cigarett as if Jace had lost his mind.

"N..have you lost yo motheorfucking mind speaking to me like that." Without warning one of Ramon's men slapped Jace across the face, audible across the entire room. Everyone including the women cooking drugs turned their attention to everything as Jace rubbed his face, and licked his lips.

"Oh naw...you shouldn't have done that, I was just putting yo in yo place, and yo had to put yo crusty ass hands on my face. "I was going wait but listen up, the streets is mine like I said bitch,." In quick motion Jace reached out and pulled out his gun. Suddenly every armed thug in the room raised their weapons and aimed at Jace, as Ramon stood up furious.

"Ion know what the fuck you been smoking, maybe Cornell got you on the sherm, but you real close to not walking out here alive! You know we run this shit, me and Salzaras got this whole city on lock. Now give me one fucking reason I shouldn't have yo ass popped right here."

"Bruh shut the fuck up, tell Lucifer I'm sorry I couldn't send you earlier." Jace raised his gun when suddenly every thug in hte room opened fire on him. His body was riddled with bullets and he stumbled back dropping the money and hit the ground. The hail of bullet fire continued for a few seconds before stopping. Ramon stood up and looked at the fallen dealer's body.

"Fucking idiot, aye grab the money, go ahead and call Yoda, we need to air Cornell's shit out, shit air out his ex shit, what that bitch name Keisha, kill all them motherfuckers, I want all of them dead before fucking eight o clock, and anyone that gotta problem going end up like this stupid ass negro hopped up on whatever the fuck Cornell had him smoking." Ramon barked, his voice heard across the room. "Turn that fucking music off when I'm talking business I swear."

"Swear what?" The whole room went silent as Jace stood up cracking his neck taking off his shirt, showing the bullets had no effect on his body.  With one swift movement he punched a hole clean through the body of the nearest assailant, then slammed his knee into the other one cracking every bone in his body. "I told you mother fuckers its over with, you ain't dealing with no regular brother no more."

"Ah shit....kill this FOOL NOW!! KILL HIM!!!! >" Ramon jumped up raising his own gun shooting, as Jace smiled raising his gun increasing the strength and pulling the trigger. One shot fired causing explosive force tearing through the apartment and killing several. The entire scenery turned bloody, bullets flying, people running for their lives, and Jace literally tearing people apart. Ramon took off running as Jace walked forward calmly grabbing one of the girls who attemptd to flee and ripping her in half while laughing." Stupid ass hoe, shoulda stayed in school, come on Ramon where the fuck you think you going now."

"YO!!! LISTEN BRUH!! LISTEN!!! I ain't even know what I'm talm bout, shit I didn't know you had super powers My G, listen! I got plugs, I got connections you ain't never heard of! Fuck working with Cornell, shit fuck Red too, stupid ass he ain't shit, look Salzaras find this shit out, we can run the city, really you, I can work for you, I ain't even." Before he could finish talking he felt immense pain as Jace had ripped off his right arm and smacked him with it twice before tossing it into a window. 

"AAAAH JACE PLEASE JACE!!!!!"

"You wanna live, WHERE THE FUCK is the rest of yo fucking money and the coke bruh listen I ain't playing, I will fucking tear you in half!!!" Jace barked as Ramon lay on the ground screaming as blood poured out. He struggled to point somewhere before Jace raised his foot and stepped on Ramon's head crushing his skull killing him instantly. Within a few short minutes Jace was walking outside the damaged building, covered in blood, with two back-packs one full of cocaine, and the other filled with about 90,000 dollars that was stashed in the house. He could hear sirens in the distance, as he hopped in his car calmly and tossed the bags in the back seat. Taking his time he plugged his phone back into the aux, and shuffled to Da Baby's Today. "Fuck a ***** mean, I'm on they ass today, I just went and picked me up a bag today." 

Skrt!!! His tires were heard screeching, as the super thug pulled off from the bloody scene car full of drugs, and money. Adrenaline flowing through his system as he sped down the residental street doing 80 miles per hour. His attention divided between the road, and his phone he shot Cornell a text. [i]Ramon's gone Unk, it's time for us to take the streets, ain't a motherfucker finna stop us not him not Salzaras not nobody. [/i] Grabbing a big stack of hundreds he couldn't help but laugh. "Yeah no disrespect Auntie but Imma be able to get my own place." He said aloud as he headed down to the new apartment he'd bought in buckhead two days ago, ready to begin his new life.