[hr][hr] [center][h1][color=mediumorchid]Adoya Zayas[/color][/h1] [img]https://media1.tenor.com/images/f4db2ad781a0d57c9620f80e88d504b8/tenor.gif?itemid=14058714[/img] [b]Location:[/b] Nova Consolidated Office (Atlanta, Georgia) [sup][b]Interacting With:[/b] Each Other.[/sup][/center] [hr][hr] Hector was sitting down ready to eat, one of the nicest restaraunts in Buckhead. He looked down at his watch again still awaiting Bella to show up. [i]Hmm it’s not like here to be late, perhaps she was lying about how angry she really is. [/i] Taking out his phone he sent a few more texts out, when he heard a familiar voice and looked up to see Bella. “Ah you made it I was beginning to think I was getting stood up, and I’ve already food? Take a seat Miss Nova, would you like anything to drink?” Hector inquired more at ease at her arrival, it seemed everything was once again on track to getting back to business. “Oh Hector, how kind of you.” The heiress of the Nova Consolidated was quickly seated, and before long the two crime leaders were having a polite exchange over fine wine, and steak. Hector had went ahead and selected a private area to be reserved for them, and while it wasn’t known to other occupants Pedro was outside with the rest of his elite security team to ensure nothing else occured. Within twenty five minutes it was simply a matter of time before the topic at hand was regarding business & the growth of their finance’s in both of their enterprises. “So you saw this Adora is finally taken care of, well similar arrangements have been taken for Mr. Williams. Really everything was finalized yesterday, but I wanted to surprise you in person. How about then Hector, a toast to our greatness, to the fall of our enemies, and the continual removal of any barriers to our financial success.” “I’ll toast to that.” Hector smiled holding up his glass. Although a major distributor of narcotics, he himself was attached to sobriety. Truly for him even the consumption of alcoholic was for true celebratory moments in his life. For him, he imbibed on liqour, wine, and anything of that sort not when victory was on the horizon, when it was already here. As the glasses clinked, not a worry was flowing through Hector’s mind. [i]The fall of hte gods, the rise of the kings. Adora, Jace, not even beings wielding other worldy power can stop my rise. Manny you are a truly fool, for the gods in my way have not only cried tears, they’ve shed blood. Salzaras will bow to no man mortal or otherwise. [/i[] Hector downed the rest of the contents of the glass in a gulp. If he was located in a club “To a long future and success.” Hector announced and smirked.” You know Bella, I spoke to someone recently about the true meaning of power, what makes someone a god. You know what it is, money, control, and influence. That is true power, something we both have, really billionaire's are the closest thing on this planet to a god. We will be among those ranks.” Hector boasted, he had won, every enemy had fallen. “Hector...you know I think your right, I’ve never told you tihs but my father always looked up to you. Sure we had our thing here in Georgia, but your influence is over not one but two countries, your wealth is enormous. To have your approval means alot, with the type of wealth you have your more of a god then me.” “Bella” spoke taking note of Hector’s ecstatic state, and the alcohol working on him. “Hmm don’t worry one day you’ll be as great as me, .” He dug into steak and took another bite before Bella chuckled. “Well your quite something to truly believe your a god. Tell me this Hector, can you answer me a question? Have…..well...never mind I mean.” Bella seemed unsure abouther question, her tone having a hint of confusion. Hector feeling himself simply wondered why she stopped. “Oh come on Bella, ask the question get it out, knowledge is power.” He didn’t even take note of the nuisance’s of her voice nor the tone or manner of speech she was utilizing as they conversed. “Have you ever...made...a god ...cry?” Bella enuncinated each word andlooked HEctor in the eyes with the same blank emotion he’d used on facetime with Adora a few days ago. The effect was shattering, the tension could have been cut with a knife, an audible gulp was heard from Hector who looked up to see Bella’s face and really take it in. Cold, and focused. “What...did you...PE” Hector was about to yell out when he felt his mouth snapped shut. All camera’s & other technology in the room and a three mile radius from it were suddenly disabled. Bella smiled, as her appearance shifted into Adora, and it seemed two waitres’s noticed. With a flicker of her eyes two knives nearby plunged forward into both of their hearts, and with a push of invisible force their bodies stumbled into an empty booth and they in the leather seats as blood oozed from their wounds, the doors to the restaraunt were held shut by the invisible force. “Ssssh Hector you belived I was dead? Oh Taylor Swinn, you planned on killing her? I knew honey..I knew. Your men outside Pedro and them, you can check your phone you’ll notice communcation ended ten minutes ago. I had a message sent to them for your phone to mak an emergency pick up. Once the wine struck I knew it was time to make my move. Pedro is dead, as are your men.” Adora giggled taking out her phone and showing Hector a picture of Pedro several holes in his chest, throat, and head. Hector almost screamed but Adora held his mouth shut with her newfound power. “Now I’m going to take everything from you.” Standing up she waltzed over to Hector and placed her hand on his shoulder. Suddenly he felt an intense sharp pain feeling everthing slipping from him. His memories, knowledge, emotions, every skill or talent he’d ever obtained. His very life was being drained, the pain feeling as if he was getting all the lung from his breaths while simultaneously crushing every bone in his body with a heart attack thrown in for good measure. The worst part being no able to scream, no the worst part really not even being able to scream if he wanted to. Adora took her hands off Hector, and spun the weakened cartel leader around, brieflty shifting the appearance of herself into him then back into her. “No...no...no..how is this possible...you were dead..I seen Rita..you used her body..damn...damn.” Hector began to curse realizing the folley in her plan while Adora laughed again. “Oh no that’s the best part Hector, your sister was still alive. It’s a long story, well not anymore, oh this perfect. You truly loved your sister, you simply felt you wouldn’t be able to save her, and you even killed one of your men in rage because of your impotence to keep her safe? Oh this is perfect indeed, well I have a show for you baby, glad the wine got you all ready, feel free to speak.” Adora stepped back and focused on others in the restaraunt harnessing her power she shrunk all of them. With their minituarized size she mentally seized them and brought the lot of them over to the table as the all screamed out and set them on her plate. “That takes care of all the witness’s.” Anyone unfortunate enough to be in the restaraunt employee’s, and customers alike had been miniaturized and teleknetically swept up to her plate so none could escape. Hector watched in shock seeing the aspect of her power in action he’d never seenbefore. “You..what did you do those people? You...made..them smaller, you..” [i] Her power is truly ruthless. How did this happen, this lapse of judgement. There’s nothing I can do! Pedro is dead, Bella is probably dead as well. I was a fool to come ot America, damn it even Rita. [/i] “Let the games begin I have someone here to talk to you.” Adora reached in her pocket and pulled out Rita minituarized and beaten who began screaming seeing Hector. Adora held her up and bit her right arm then left arm of causing her to scream then placing her on a chair and resizing the screaming Rita as blood flowed from her. “RITA!!!!!!!!!! YOU BITCH!!” Hector screamed and leapt forward over the table tackling Adora out of her chair to the ground slamming her into the floor and threw a hard pun hcin to her jaw. Adora yelled out seeming caught off guard and Hector began pummeling her with a series of blows as Rita screamed out.”I WILL KILL YOU!!! I WILL GET MY FUCKING MONEY! WHERE IS YOUR POWER NOW!!! HUH!! AH!” Hector threw another punch and suddenly felt his fist bend back. Adora appeared unharmed, and kicked Hector in the abdomen lifting him into the air and knocking him into a table. “Wrong answer Hector, you just never learn your a mortal” She walked over to Rita and making her into the size of a barbie doll. In her pocket she took out a small pouch and took out deodarant and a lighter making them regular size. She had the lighter float over to Rita then sparked while she used dedoarant to blow a torrent of fire on Rita burning her alive. Flinging the items back with mental force and moving the burning Rita’s body flying into the ground she resized Rita allowing her screams to be even louder as the armless cartel kingpin’s sister was burned alive in-front of him even setting fire to part of the floor. “No….Rita..No..”Hector broke down tears coming form his eyes that he wiped and got up taking out his gun. “You will die.” Hector went to pull the trigger only for his right hand to twist back and then be ripped off compleptly falling to the ground as he screamed in pain. “That felt wonderful..you coast her life, and all these innocent people just who happened to dine nearby.” She walked over to the table and scooped up some of the people setting them on the table then bringing her fist down several times smashing random people to death brutally and laughing. “Whack a mole, has nothing on this game, you see what you caused Hector their screams of terorr, pain, to be crushed alive for eating near a men, your workers dead, the Salzaras Cartel is mine Hector, I will make you suffer, and you all HUSH!!! STOP SCREAMING! I’m trying to enjoy my revenge and your screaming bloody murder because I meshed a few of you into pulps of blood could you be less selfish and let me enjoy my moment!!” She screamed at the others left ont he planet some of them crying and collapsing with fear. “Your...something’s wrong with you.” Hector was broken by hte scene he seen. Although he was a cruel man, to just target innocent people just for the sake with no money involved just for being near was a stretch for him even with his isster dead. Adora clapped her hands. “Finally you get it. Now I’m going to make you witness death in a whole new way.” Adora stepped over to Hector causing a knife to fly over to her and plunged it into his right arm and stabbed his arm a few more times then smacked him across the face and kicked him. Hector was already screaming in pain from his hand being ripped off and the stabbed wounds in his arm. ADora kicked him in the head knocking him face down to the ground and began violently kicking him in the chest and head as he screamed out. “You stupid piece of shit.:” Taking the knife she lifted him up and began making small cuts across his body but nothing too deep holding him down with her mind. Hector screamed at the multiple cuts before Adora finally reduced him in size, and brought him over to the table. “Now I have other business to tend to Hector I want you to suffer.” Picking up a bottle of Hot Sauce she made Hector look up at the giant bottle and forced his eyes open as she poured hot sauce over his body burning his eyes and causing him to scream in pain from all the open cuts on his body. The torrent of hot sauce porued over him and she forced his body down into it causing him to sink his face into it eyes still forced open and burning as he even breathed in hot sauce before she reached down with her finger and flipped him over before he choked on hot sauce. “AAAAAAAAH” He screamed and hollared in pain in between coughing and struggling to breath from the hot sauce his whole body burning feeling likt i was on fire without being on fire. “I hould have brought a blender with me oh well .” Reaching for a fork and knife she began cutting a piece of what remained of her steak eating it as she looked down at the others on the plate and lasers emitted from her eyes tearing them apart in seconds. “I couldn’t stand the screaming could you Hector.” “Nhohhahn..r.” Hector couldn’t even speak and Adora took her fork plunging it through his chest causing him to scream and cough blood up as she lifted him up. “You don’t understand the blender is just perfect there’s so many other ways to kill you what’s themost painful though. I mean almost anything is lethal but I think I know the perfect way, the most fitting, live by the sword die by the sword.” Adora stabbed the fork into the steak with Hector still in it. Then raising her knife she brought it down to his neck as he screamed and bore down literally slicing his head off. “Hmm stained my meal but I’m already full.” Adora resized Hector on the table now decpacitated, covered in hot sauce, missing a hand, with an arm ripped off, and four gaping holes in his chest from having a fork through his body. “Making you cry was better then the first time I tried cocaine and got head combined. I should have recorded it Hector, you really deserve to die.” Taking the wine glass on the table she downed some more of it and hummed as she saw the news playing on one of the restaraunt TV’s. Something about empowered rights in Gwinnet, and how there were some hospitals in Atlanta refusing to treat Empowered patients as well. “Oh no discrimination against my kind? I have no tolerance for that.” Adora smirked turning to Rita’s body miniaturizing it and stepping on the burned remains before fading away from plain sight. [hr][hr] [hr][hr] [b]Atlanta Georgia - Devin - His Brother’s Apartment - Snitching like SixNine [/b] Interaction With: [@Ejected] “Look I’m telling you what the fuck I know. This bitch is dangerous, I looked up her social media all that, bitch name is Tyra, she goes to Spellman!!” Devin was seen sitting down on his couch in his apartment while a group of police officers were there. Devin was staying with his brother Craig for the past few weeks who worked in construction. “Ok sir, and your saying not only is this woman empowered, but she’s responsible for your friends who’ve been reported missing, and she’s associated with YRN Reparations?” A female police officer was speaking, while two other male officers seemed to be moving about the area taking notes both mental & physical of their own. “Look I’m telling you! I don’t know what happened! Like me and my people we was just out you know kicking shit, not up to no good or nun. They said they wanted to check on her, ya know she owed them money. Next thing I knew I was on my phone, and they was gone. I was shook, like I eventually saw her and Reparations leaving in a fucking mask, I snuck in and thye was gone no trace of they bodies nothing!” “And why the hell shouldn’t we just take you in for breaking & entering? Something your admitting to do sir.” “Look, I wouldn’t have done it. Shit ain’t right these days, with these fucking freaks, please just look into it, I’m tryna help yall crack a case, and put them away. You get the drop on em, I’m telling you.” Devin protested to the female officer. Twenty minutes later it seemed the police were satisfied with the interrogation & left Devin’s place with no formal charges being issued against him. They were eager for any break in the YRN Reparations case, and a chance to stop him. It seemed in the past two days the robberies were multiplying, and some suspected that YRN Reparation’s powers were growing or he’d managed to recruit even more Empowered to his cause. The Police had a target in mind it seemed, her name was Tyra Washington, a student at Spellman University. Outside one of the male cops was seen pulling away, while the other remaining male officer turned to the female. “You really believe that fucking criminal Jess?” “Well Kent, he’s certainly got a rap sheet. But people like him have the most to benefit from Reparation’s actions, this is one of the neighborhoods that would truly get money, it could all be maybe has a vendetta against the friend. But the two men he reported are missing, their mothers have both put in reports. “ Jess said as she got into the cruiser & Kent did the same. “Yeah well how do we know that motherfucker didn’t do it himself? We not exactly dealing with any good people. I hate being on this side of town let’s go.” Kent was about to radio something in, as he was taking out his phone when his eyes widened.” Oh my god…” “What what?” Jess was curious when Kent turned to flash his partner the phone, and it seemed some of the color was drained from her. The police station they worked had went up in flames, bombed about an hour ago. Panic was spreading through the city of Atlanta, due to the vicious terrorist crime and it seemed the Department of Homeland Security was going to launch an investigation into the Station bombing. “Damn it, they whole station up in flames, what in the hell is going on.” The senior officer spoke fear in his voice at the whole situation unraveling.