Alan had spent the last few days stalking a certain Jace Williams. Madison had done a lot of the early work of scour the net and narrowing down his location, but it was still on Alan to watch him more closely. Honestly it all seemed kind of boring on the surface. Jace just seemed like some street punk. Ordinarily not worth Alan’s time. However, the kid had pissed off the wrong 
people and since Jace had disappeared for a week… he probably had powers. Which would certainly make it more interesting than just beating up on a young wannabe.

In his surveying, Alan had found out quickly that Jace was not staying at his condo and was mostly sleeping with a Tyra Washington. Her place was on a college campus, which was a bit crowded of a place. At least it was too crowded for a place that Alan could not easily blend into.

Which is why Alan now found himself waiting inside Jace’s condo. It was quite nice. Top floor and with all the perks that may imply. Probably all earned with money stolen from Nova’s thugs. The best part was that it had a music studio. Or rather that because it had a music studio, that it also had soundproofing. Jace still stopped in here regularly it seemed and it was a good enough place to kill someone.

Upon deciding on this simple plan Alan had told Kalep that it was time to fight a super. Kalep was positioned on the floor below. This would keep him out of the way of danger that he may not be ready for, but in range to read minds. When that target came by Kalep would read their mind and let Alan know anything important. Maybe they could get a conversation going first to give Kalep a bit more time to sift through the target’s mind.

Kalep was positioned and ready. He wanted to handle this assignment, then move forward with getting to the Heist. He looked down at his watch, and adjusted his ear set again. [i] Just gotta provide communication with the boss, and then next stop mega millions [/i]. His whole life he'd been waiting to live a different life, one where he could prosper & excel. In his mind he was beginning to become convinced that fate had brought him together, in alliance with this mysterious Carter working together to finally achieve his life's mission of being wealthy and successful.  Luckily Alan hadn't even provided him with any information about who the target was, allowing him to further remove any feelings of guilt from the situation. He projected a telepathic thought straight to Alan. [b][i]I just heard some thoughts I think it's our guy he's coming to the room. [/b][/i]

Jace was irritated, as much he liked the condo he had a distaste for security. After all he was his own security, he’d just left from meeting up with his uncle Cornell. Business was booming, especially since they no longer had to purchase cocaine, marijuana or any of the drugs they were selling, it was all 100% profit.  Oh well more money for him either way, he decided to send a text to Tyra. [i] Hey Tyra, when you get outta class push up to my spot I wanna see you [/i] He added two winky emoji’s and clicked send.

[i]I ain’t even going lie shawty one of the best things that happened to me recently, especially cause we getting money together. [/i]  He was thinking about her as he was in the elevator all the way to the top floor where his sky house condo resided. He took out his wax pen hitting it again only to see it was out of THC. “Fuck” He took out the cart tossing it into a trash bin as he walked over to the entrance to his condo. Taking out his room key he swiped it twice then unlocked the door to step inside.

When Jace walked in and put his stuff down he cought something in the corner of his eye and spun left. Alan stood facing him on the opposite side of the dinning room table like he was Darth Vader or something. Of course his backup was a bit farther away than right next to him, but that was not so much of a concern. "How's business?" Alan asked. It would be fine if Jace started fighting immediately, but if he could entice him into a short, but tense conversation then Kalep would have time to relay just how the target intended to defend themselves. Especially if that meant he learned their powers. Anything in that department would be a huge boon. Even if it was unlikely that 'lightning bolt to the chest' would be ineffective. "I assume good" Alan added. "This is a pretty neato place."

Jace was putting his stuff down, and occupied with thoughts of the next phase of his plan. [i]If I really want to get some free drugs I need to rob the police, whole evidence room guns, drugs, whatever [/i]  He'd also set his THC pen down having no need for it now until he went to go acquire some more carts at least. However he was taken back spinning around to see an older white gentlemen who'd managed to get into his condo. "Who the fuck are you!!! Bruh are you out yo damn mind!!" Jace was furious his muscle's tensing, although he was a jack boy himself he had no desire to deal with any one coming inside his property. [i] So Bella trying to get me knocked off, this how you wanna play it bitch [/i] Reaching in his draws he pulled out a 30 with extended clip and pointed it at Alan. "Glad you like the spot motherfucker cause you finna die in it." He  pulled the trigger to shoot twice

Kalep was growing bored, and decided to take a seat, while going on his phone to check his twitter. [i] I really need some new hoes, no cap. I'm tryna get pussy erryday lol [/i] He decided to put his phone down after scrolling to Instagram, and seeing a couple bad bitches on his feed. As soon as he heard Jace's raging thoughts he projected another thought to Alan. [i] Heads up, he thinks someone named Bella sent you and he's not to happy....oh shit he's pulling out a gun right now! [/i] Kalep first informed him of the Bella statement, and about a minute later he projected to Alan that the target was pulling out a gun.

Alan left Jace's question unanswered. for now. It would be dramatic to answer it only when the thief was on his knees and about to die. It was as technically as Kalep relayed to Alan. Bella did send him on this hit. However, it was a professional courtesy that he did not just go after Jace on his own. As Jace pulled out his gun Alan side stepped and pointed at the punk. A bolt flashed between him and Jace. With any luck it would cause him to convulse and drop the weapon. Both because Alan didn't have much in the way of protection from bullets and because it just was not what he was there for. "Come on!" Alan goaded. "Show me what you can really do!"
 
As Jace pulled the trigger twice, he was shocked to see Alan had dodged the bullet or rather it seemed he knew he was about to shoot so he was already moving as the trigger was pulled. [i] The Fuck is this dude's deal how the fuck. I'm done fuckin around OH SHIT [/i] He braced himself as a bolt of electricity slammed into him causing him to yell out as he was catapulted by the blast through a wall.  "Oh you done fucked up bruh I'm going to fuck you up!!!!" He yelled out standing up his shirt having been burnt by the bolt as he stood up some blood had been drawn and a burn mark was seen but otherwise he was okay. Cracking his knuckles he focused on his power to increase his own strength. "And you fucked up my wall bruh I gotta pay for that shit!" Jace reached over to his desk grabbing a bottle of lotion and tossing it at Alan increasing his throwing strength to propel the object at heightened speeds towards the electric assailant but also increasing the strength of the lotion bottle to the point that getting hit by it would cause physical damage.

Kalep now had no attention for instagram, social media or any other form of distraction. He had to make sure his boss's survival was ensured especially after the target had survived getting hit by a bolt of lightning. [i] Ah man what the fuck just happened . [/i] Kalep was surprised as well figuring the target had some type of power that made him more durable. [i] Shit I wonder if Jace could tank a lightning bolt, this why I be trying to warn this idiot there's other people out there with powers to stop being so reckless with yours before you meet your match. [/i] Casting that thought aside he went to survey the mind of the target and relay information to Alan. [i][b] Okay, he's just now getting serious, your power hurt him so he's not invincible but he's not putting out any thoughts that are letting me figure out what his power is. He just threw something at you, he didn't specify in his head what it is but it's likely related to his power be careful. [/i] He wondered if he'd have to intervene and get directly involved, maybe try to use his own mental powers against the target.

A bottle. This punk literally threw a bottle at him. The guy was durable and strong, but his getting serious was just to start throwing shit? These were the thoughts running through Alan's mind as he quickly flicked his arm, pulling a small handgun into his right hand from a hidden sleeve. It was not the time to figure out if he could shatter the glass with his powers. A gunshot rang out followed by the shattering of glass and the splash of liquid across alan and the backdrop. Alan sniffed the air "Is this stuff soap or is this for you to jack off with?" he asked mockingly. For good measure he punctuated the insult with another bolt of lightning. This time with a little more oomph. Might as well do some testing on exactly what the guy could take.

Jace was irritated, this guy's powers were dangerous, and with his range as well as the speed he'd have to maintain his enhanced durability, but he knew he'd need a projectile attack to reach him not yet ready to test running through a stream of lightning. [i] Ight I know bullets cant fuck with me when I'm boosted, but that last bolt burned my ass. Hol on I know how to fuck this  joker up [/i] Jace rolled to the side barely dodging another blast of electricity as he grabbed a coin on the ground and tossed it at the roof simultaneously increasing the strength of the coin while weakening the roof above Alan so when the coin hit the roof it shattered the roof above so it would rain down on the electric attacker.  He had no retort towards Alan's comment about the lotion only focusing on figuring out a way to hurt him and close ground to get his hands on him.

Kalep was following the fight when he picked up thoughts from the assailant again. [b][i] Yo whatever he just did he said you ain't going expect it, that ain't much info but if it don't look dangerous just get the fuck out the way! [/b] [/i] As he projected another thought to Alan, he heard a thought that made him almost drop. [i]  Bullets cant fuck with me...that sounds like..naw it can't be bruh..but..he took a lightning bolt to the chest ah fuck..[/i] Under the sudden realization that Alan's target might be Jace he bolted from the room and began heading towards the stairs while still doing his best to keep track of the man who he now assumed was Jace's thought patterns.

When the coin was flicked Alan assumed it was aimed for him and rolled out of the way. If it could be thrown with even similar force to the bottle then it would just pierce through his body and depending on where the thug hit him it could all be over. Alan expected to look back and see a glint of metal buried into the wall. Instead he figured out that he was not the target, but the ceiling was. Ruble poured down onto the spot Alan just was. Curious. The bastard could affect the environment too. Though how exactly may be too early to bet. Probably better to keep this from going on too long then. As fun as it was. Alan began charging up for something big, even if he'd have to figure out the exact application in a few moments, while simultaneously he fished out a flash bang from his coat and tossed it into the other room with Jace and pressing up against the partial wall between them. It would probably make the bastard make a mistake and if he took the opportunity to charge Alan, then the thief would be able to sense him coming closer through his brainwaves and act accordingly.

Jace groaned when he saw that Alan had evaded the rubble trick and was thinking about using a particularly dangerous move considering his power. [i] I might have to just say fuck the floor, the condo's already fucked up. But if this motherfucker manages to catch me with a whole fucking stream shit fuck all that[/i] Jace was trying to figure out a way to close ground with the guy wishing he was outside where he could utilize more of the environment to his advantage. "OH SHIT!" Jace yelled out seeing the flash grenade deciding to focus on his own durability and not even chance trying t affect the strength of the flash grenade
"STOP!!!!" Kalep burst into the room right after the flash grenade went off knowing it was time for him to intervene. "KALEP?! BRUH THE FUCK!" Jace yelled out in agony reeling from the flash grenade while Kalep quickly went to utilize his power on Alan to telekentically restrain him. "Listen stop! STOP! You can't kill him not him!! That's my best friend!!" Kalep yelled out trying to use his power while Jace not wanting to miss out on the action had thrown a small box his remote came in however it knocked Kalep off his feet instead of his intended target.

"Ugh AH! JACE!!! You hit me motherfucker! " Kalep yelled out as the cardboard box had sent him into a table near the television set also causing him to loose his telekenetic grip on Alan.

The Flashbang went off and Alan, now crackling wildly with electricity quickly turned the corner to take advantage of his disoriented opponent. Then he couldn't move. Kalep, of all people was holding him in place. Couldn't read his mind, but Kalep could affect his body. Alan would have to file that one away for later. Fight only with a clear plan. Getting held would be bad if he wasn't already aiming a lightning bolt. Like right now. Kalep had busted in before Alan could raise a hand. And he was going on about Jace being his best friend? Kalep needed to hang out with people his own age. and who weren't street punks.

And then Just as soon as he was arrested, Alan was free to move again. Jace had thrown a small box at his apparent friend and sent the poor salesman flying. "That isn't any way to treat your friends" Alan said in a low growl. The thief crossed out of the dinning room and towards Jace. He breathed in deeply, channeling more and more energy, but he let it spark off somewhat towards the floor and ceiling to be more menacing. He raised his right hand in a claw and pointed it to where Jace lay on the ground. "That is especially not any way to treat my crew!" he howled, letting loose a torrent of lightning. Kalep had asked him to keep the guy alive and maybe Alan could find it in his heart to honor that by cutting the attack short, but for now he would channel it and see what damage it did to this super.

Kalep groaned trying to get up surprised by how much pain the cardboard box had put him in, while Jace was screaming forcing his eyes open despite his vision blurry, and the ringing in his ear from the flash grenade, although it hadn't affected him as much as it would a regular man it was more then a nuisance. "FUCK YOU!! AAAH!!!!! I WILL FUCKING KILL YOU AAH!!!!" Jace screamed as the lightning hit him causing him to scream as blood was drawn, as his skin slowly starting to burn he decided to lunge forward through the stream of electricity charging towards Alan at full speed in an attempt to body slam him into the television powered by his own ability & adrenaline. "FUCK YOU AND FUCK BELLA!!!!!!"
Kalep inhaled sucking up the pain from the cardboard box irritated. [i] Fuck his power, he really fucked me up with a god damn card board fucking box [/i] "ENOUGH!!!!!! STOP THE DAMN FIGHT!!" Kalep yelled out getting up and going for round 2 with his own powers going to form a telekenatic wave of pressure to blow back Jace & Alan attempting to separate them from each other while making sure not to utilize enough force to hopefully cause either of them harm.

This guy just wouldn't go down. And he wasn't really thinking anymore. Which was a pity in its own right. At least the coin trick had been interesting, but one would suppose this sort of thing happens in the aftermath of being completely disoriented by a flash bang. Or maybe it was just the pain and burning flesh. Either way a brick shithouse was charging at Alan. the Thief kept up the electrical discharge up to a few moments before impact. Alan stepped to his right side and forward sticking his foot out just as Jace's left foot was picking up for the thug's latest stride to trip him up and limit the force it could generate.

BOOM!!!! Jace hadn't expected Alan to stick his foot out to trip him up, the pain flowing through his body from the torrent of electricity had him focused on one thing and one thing only eliminating the threat. Still it hadn't been enough to completely veer him off course just altering the course of the collision into Alan allowing him to still slam into the electric attacker bringing them both colliding into the dining room table shattering it. "I'm bout to fucking kill you bruh!!" Jace raised his right hand and swung it down hoping to shatter Alan's jaw or at least break some bones. Before he could land his punch the telekenetic wave emitted by Kalep separated him from his attacker throwing him back.

"I told you mother fuckers to stop!! STOP!!!" Kalep was infuriated now and getting hit by the box as well both of his "allies" still continuing the fight was making him mad. Turning to Jace he decided to unleash his powers of mental dominion on him. [b] "Calm the fuck down! Calm down! CALM DOWN!!! Don't attack Carter! [/b] Breathing heavily he walked over to Alan. "Come on man! Just explain what's going on! Maybe we can work something out? Who sent you to kill Jace, what happened??" Kalep didn't raise his voice knowing that his friend was no saint, and was aware of his actions as YRN Reparations figuring one of his robberies was probably the reason, the exact thing he'd been warning Jace about constantly including earlier today at Darius's bar.

Alan coughed heavily and then started to calm his his breathing by holding the individual parts again while Kalep badgered him... This had suddenly become a lot more trouble than he thought it would. Killing the psyker's friend was not exactly conducive to maintaining a good relationship with Bella since he was supposed to kill Jace. On the other hand working with this punk would probably work out poorly for all of the reasons that lead Alan to him in the first place and nicely iced with attempted murder and dangerous super powers. Still, it was more of a sure thing than pretending Alan could exile Jace...

"Your friend her has pissed off a lot of people recently" Alan stated flatly while dusting off his coat with his hands. "For now that is all you need to know..." Alan sighed, sensing that his explanation up to this point would not be good enough. "That said..." shaking his head. "There may be a way to please all parties involved..."

Alan whipped out another phone and started to text Bella. [i]Hey, almost done with the wedding shoot, but my assistant has some concerns about the bride that we would like to discus with you at your earliest convenience[/i]

Kalep groaned this is exactly the situation he'd been trying to keep Jace from getting in and now it had blown up in his face. Although he wasn't prepared to sacrifice his close friend, he was focused on the life changing effect the heist would have on his life. "God Damn it..." Kalep groaned in response to Alan's comments as well as picking up some surface thoughts from Jace on Bella & her character. "Really Jace you going hit a lick on someone tied to someone running the fucking coke game in the city ugh. "What's this way? Or what's it gonna cost?"

"Man what's it going cost! Bruh is you really debating with Sparky over here on whether Imma live or not." Jace retorted irritated to see his friend was on speaking terms with Alan. "I ain't had no fucking smoke with Bella, this bitch done sent Storm's white couson to merk me so I think yall should holla at HER over me." He was pissed although he knew Ramon's death was the trigger he had total disregard for Ramon's life due to his family's past conflict with them. "And" Jace turned his focus to Alan pointing at him. "First off whatever solution we have you betta not throw no fucking lightning bolts at me bruh I got fucking second degree burns!! IF Bella willing to let by gones be by gones I can get her lil small ass sack back, ain't no bank in Atlanta I can't rob!" Jace barked confident in his abilities to make right but really he wanted to see if he could reverse the situation to get connected with Bella as a cocaine dealer again.

"Oh" Alan smirked looking up from his phone. "No bank you say?"