[h3][center][b]Miami, Florida - Miami Prison - Flint Marrow[/b][/center][/h3]

“Kill the bitch!!! Kill the bitch!!! Kill the bitch!! Kill the bitch!!” The roaring of protestors outside the Miami Prison was loud. Today Diana Gray’s execution was scheduled, her father Tristan had showed up along with Empowered Human Rights activists to protest the execution of Diana Gray. Her and her father had co-authored a story about her relentless bullying as well as documented evidence of her severe tragedy of her being targated and harassed online.

The story they were going with was that her abilities while dangerous did not make her a malicious killer. She’d already issued an apology statement & agreed to be commited to a facility until she could gain control of her powers or even forever. However several parents & relatives of the students & faculty slain by her power had showed up. It was a nightmare, and today was the set day of the execution.

Even a statement from the infamous Ronald Granger had denounced her life, and many were saying this was a pivotal moment in Empowered-Human relations history that could shape the future for Empowered individuals in the United States. Flint Marrow was seen inside wearing a jean jacket, and some gray pants wolfing down a burger near a security guard who seemed a little ticked off by his behavior.

“What damn it what’s your problem Bradley.” Flint asked with sheer disregard for his nasty eating habits.

“Oh I don’t know man maybe the fact that I can hear you eating the burger, in graphic detail. And I don’t have a fetish for foot porn.” Bradley protested. 

Flint looked the prison guard up and down. He was wearing the typical gray lifeless uniform, quite obese to the point it looked like his uninform belt was barely holding him in, and the baton hanging loose on his pants that if he was any bigger would practically be sagging. “Huh I couldn’t tell.” Flint muttered to himself as he took a few more bites.

“You got something to say buddy?! You CIA type think your all that huh, well last I checked we captured this bitch and put her in here, we’re overseeing her damn execution and you just show up to eat some fucking Burger King, take some notes & catch the credit so forgive me for my attitude.” Bradley sneered at Flint who rolled his eyes.

“Well I’ll give you that, you guys captured her and took care of it. And by you guys I mean Miami PD, your just a glorified baby-sitter with some gadgets that you probably barely have to use except for some dehumanized senior citizents, and out of shape wife beaters. Look buddy the sooner this is over we can both go our own ways, hold up I got a phone call be right back the grown up’s are talking.” Flint grinned as he picked up his burger in the wrapper and walked away from the cells to communicate with his handler. “The dashing handsome young devil Marrow speaking how may I help you?”

“Marrow we don’t have time for your humor.” Flint gulped down the last bite he was taking with unease. It wasn’t frequent that he got a call from the big boss himself, Nathan McAlister. His name in the intelligence community was legendary, although he wasn’t particularly known as a field agent. He was well known in the industry that made him rich, and after going through training had ran quite a few operations on the ground that lead to taking down some big names in crime, even killing a few himself. 

“I’m sorry boss, I know it’s a big thing. But they’ve got her locked down, I’m here, Kaitlyn’s outside securing the perimeter. Nothing’s going to mess up this execution, the bitch is dead, and she’s full of sedatives so there’s no chance of her using her powers.”

“Good her death right now is extremely essential. We’ve got a-lot of pressure from Washington, besides what those peace freaks are saying outside. Diana Gray is a mass murderer, she slaughtered children for christ sake. Imagine if me or you lost our lives at fifteen, sixteen, or seventeen because someone else called her names. Powers or no powers, someone like that isn’t fit for society. Make this happen for me Marrow, for us, for the country, alright then keep me updates, I want a play by play until that bitch is in hell.” Beep, the phone line disconnected and Nathan was off the line.

“Huh my type of guy, no sympathy for the devil.” Flint finished his burger and tossed the wrapper in the trash bin. Looking outside peaking through the windows he saw sympathizers with their signs, as well as journalist & other media. The Miami Herald was very visible, after all three weeks ago the head of the herald Lori something was assaulted, one of their star journalists had his neck broken & the rest of her staff was reported disintegrated by an empowered maniac who had something against them, so of course their staff was out there supporting the police. “Shit, this is really turning to a mess. These people are tearing up the country, if you ask me we need to be giving the needle to all of these freaks I don’t care if their a human light bulb, put em all in the furnace..” Flint spoke with malice having no mercy for these people.

Honestly he didn’t even feel like they were people, sure some of them were claiming it was an accident. But what Diana did was horrible to him, and it was going to get worst before it got better. As it stood that was one of the most gruesome acts commited by people with abilities to date, and he was in NEDU to make sure nothing similar or even worst happened.

[h3][center][b]Atlanta, Georgia – Zayas Properties LLC – Adora & Kareem[/b][/center][/h3]
“Honey are you okay” A middle eastern man with a full grown beard was seen putting a wet rag on Adora’s forehead. Adora shook as the paper towel burned her forehead, she was still recovering from a previous fight she’d engaged in with the Helstrom brothers, now in her true biological form.

“Yes Kareem I told you I am fine, I just slipped & fell.” Adora mused knowing her answer wasn’t satisfactory to her husband.

“Slipped and fell into a beating, you are wise not to say but unwise for I will dish out the full resources in my possession to rid this world of the scum that dared touch you my beloved.” Kareem moved in to lock lips with his wife kissing her passionately. He loved her more then anything else in the world, except for the future children they didn’t yet have.

“And I love you Kareem, just as you have your own private matters to tend to for our success as do I, but in the end they all are divulged and will result in our success, we will have power, we both come from a time where we lacked in all areas, and I just want that to never be the case ever again.” Adora spoke soothingly to her husband, regardless of what she kept hidden from him she loved this man. She wanted nothing to take him from her, and would surely unleash her unfiltered wrath on any who targated him.

“Power is everything to the Zayas but still you worry me. I don’t want to ever come home and find it empty with you taken from this realm to the next not ever, but especially not now.” Kareem confessed as he massaged Adora’s shoulders. “Does this have to do with our business with Salzaras? I can manage more assets to accompany you when your dealing with more unruly individuals.” Kareem was truly concerned, even though he was a corrupt man just like her and was glad to continue their participation in the illicit drug trade to reap the financial benefits he still didn’t want to loose her life.

“No I promise, it’s really just..a bump in the rode, but I’ve squashed it literally..it’s gone.” Adora smirked her husband having no idea how literal her choice of words was. While he was down for violence, and corruption she didn’t want to divulge her murderous streak not yet, by the time she did she wanted to be sure it was the right time. When everything was truly going her way, and she was sure he wouldn’t argue. IT would be unfonrtunate if the man she loved so dearly would have to meet a similar fate to that of her enemies, but unlike him power was the one thing that eclipsed love in her mind, and although it would make her sad she wouldn’t hesitate to remove him from the land of the living if he got in her way.

“Alright honey just stay safe, I’ve got a meeting about a new property in Jersey, I’m going to catch a flight. I’ll be back in two days just promise me you’ll be okay, don’t take on anything you can’t handle..” Kareem said looking at his wife with tender eyes just wanting her to be safe.

“I promise babe, everything’s gonna be okay. In the end nothing can stop us, were a power couple.” Adora gleemed despite her sustained injuries, Kareem had a way of motivating her bringing her strength.

“Alright then I’ll see you soon my love.” Locking arms & lips once more, before saying their final good-byes Kareem made his way out the door to catch his private limo to the airport.

Adora layed back in the couch getting into a relaxed position and putting some pressure on her chest wound with some ice. “I swear to god when I get my hands on those two motherfuckers, and that cop lady I’m going to tear them apart.” Adora seethed with rage, with Kareem out the house she quickly went over to the medeicine cabinet producing some cocaine and some pills.

“Ah now I can relax, too bad you don’t approve hubby you’d be the best person to do this with.” Adora layed out the powder on the table, taking out one of her American express credit cards and crushing up the powder. As she did that she used her ability to cause a glass as well as a 2 liter of soda to float over to the glass table in-front of her. Pouring the contents of the soda in the glass, she picked up three pain-killers & downed them with the drink.

“Wonderful two 2 tens and a 30, I’m feeling frisky.” Adora laughed as she separated the broken down powder into fine chopped lines. Snorting two lines she then reached for the television remote and turned it on. “Hmm the last time I watched this It had me going to CNN, okay blah blah Trump passing a registration law okay…this might work in my favor.” Adora’s lips formed into a sinister inquisitive position as she snorted her third line. The mixture of cocaine & opiates sending her soaring into new euphoric heights as she continued watching the news as it switched to Senator Ivy speaking.

“Awhh they still like us, hmm shame I’m going to have that change that. In due time though in duuuue time, just need to pick up a few more tricks prior.” Adora changed the channel again this time it was talking about Diana Gray’s execution, the murderer responsible for the Miami high school students deaths.

“Alright Jay we’re going to you live down at the prison. Empowered Human Rights Activists have gathered to protest Diana Gray’s execution. On the scene includes her father Tristan Gray, spreading a message that his daughter was relentlessly bullied including by her ex boyfriend former quarter Myles…who unfortunately was slayed by his daughter. Now we’ve heard that prison officials are co-ordinating with the FBI & Department of Homeland Security to secure the site to prevent any interference. This execution will be streamed live at the request of Senator Granger, to inspire the people that there will be no excuses for these powered murderers.” Adora snorted another line and leaned back as the drugs flowed through her bloodstream.

“No excuse huh.” Adora leaned forward wincing from the pain as she pressed the volume up button to turn the television up. “Alright then this is interesting I’m listening to this.” Adora purred as she leaned back in her chair, reaching for a pre-rolled joint to spark as she listened intently to the television screen to continue hearing more live updates about the Diana Gray execution scheduled within the next hour.