[center][h3][b]Miami Florida – Miami Prison – Diana Gray & Her Cellmate[/b][/h3][/center]
“Oh stop crying bitch, what are you even here for.” A raspy judgemental voice echoed through the shared cell Diana Gray had with another woman Jessica Light.

“I…I’m the one from that Miami High school, I..killed all those students by accident it was.” Diana was cut off by Jessica laughing not allowing her to finish her statement. “You think I’m lying, you see I’m on death row with you, what do I have to.”
“Oh honey I didn’t say you were lying. Just the accident part, everyone here did everything here by accident, I’ve only met two people who did something on purpose, but you you’re the boldest claiming accidental mass murder please shut the hell up.” Jessica rolled her eyes and rolled her wrists around but wasn’t able to achieve much movement. As both women were high security priority they were imprisoned by powerful restraints & 24/7 guards stood a few feet away with their weapons patrolling the area.

“I’m serious! These powers are hard to control! Your in the same unit as me, so you must be like me! You don’t know what I’m saying” Diana pleaded with the fellow super powered death row inmate, she truly felt like the walls of her life was closing in on her. Although she was infuriated and felt the rage piling up before the iconic moment when she slaughtered the other classmates. She had no intention of murder at least she thought so.

“Me, well know I’m a blunt person. I ate my boyfriend & the bitch he had in MY bed, in MY apartment, and they tasted good.” Jessica spoke with a satisfied rage and chuckled at her comments, while Diana felt goose bumps crawling on her back from the horridness of her comments.
“You…You ate them…what the fuck..do you mean.” Diana inquired but was quite frightened and wondered if she even desired the answer.
“Yes like a nice cooked steak, see that’s my ability. I can eat anything, stretch my mouth out quite wide to. Considering I was pretty fucking poor before I got beamed up the power worked out nicely. Don’t worry I wasn’t out going Kirby on people, but you know when you can eat bricks, metal and car parts you figure I can definitely chow down on a person. I’m a reasonable bitch though I never had a reason to try it but when I walked on them & they had sex juice all on my brand new juice, it seemed like the perfect opportunity to see how strong my bite was.” Jessica laughed at her own comments again, while Diana felt even more sad.

[i]This lady is evil…this is who the put me with. This is how my life ends next to some evil bitch who ate people alive just because she couldn’t get her man’s rocks off. I..I guess I’m no better, if she’s a monster, then I’m a demon…I killed Myles…and so many other people..[/i] Diana was consumed by her thoughts, she’d been informed by the guards that today was her final day on the earth. They were getting the injection ready, and hadn’t even allowed her a final conversation with her father. The Miami Police & Miami Prison Guards were taking no chances of any incidents coming about as a result of her using her powers as some sort of last ditch effort to escape.
“Oh no more talk in you, fine stupid bitch. I don’t care anyway, we’re gonna be off to meet the maker soon enough anyway, then I can finally get out these chains and get some quality sleep.” Jessica tried to once again get re-adjusted to no avail, and gave up. Just like Diana Gray she was scheduled for execution today, while inmates typically had time before execution often months or even years twas not the case for murderers with superhuman abilities at least in Florida.

[h3][center][b]Manhattan, New York – Luxurious Condo – Jason & Emily[/b][/center][/h3]
“What about us? They say the ones who have powers are going through hell, and the ones who lack them believe that to be Empowered is the closest thing to Heaven. So what of us that were evaporated but haven’t manifested any abilities? To what do we the pleasure for this unique hell we’ve been cast into? But for me I believe I’ve been plunged into the deepest of the nine circles of damnation. A Minority with a criminal record incinerated and reformed without the slightest display of supernatural ability? At least I’ve been able to maintain my neutrality among the chaos, well until now. Seeing the news of Trump’s announcement that federally mandated testing across the country to determine which residents are not regular humans has struck fear into my heart. Record Over.” 

Jason held an iPhone in his hand that he set down on a old worn out wooden table. Sitting on couch with equal or more wear and tear he shook his head. The past five months had been far from pleasurable in any way, shape or form. He was reeling with stress from President Donald Trump’s announcement of the federally mandated tests. Here in New York life was already hard for the black man, and of course he added to the difficulty with his involvement in the illegal drug trade. 

Although he was angry and had a natural intolerance towards law enforcement agents. He could equally understood their uncaring & ruthless disposition towards him, after all he could say it all boiled down to racism. To do so, however would be selective reasoning to the fullest. After all, regardless of his ethnicity & finances he choose to get involved with drugs. As the business was very lucractive even with the prior charges he’d received for his criminal activity, he had no intentions of stopping any time soon.

“This is quite the troublesome announcement from the President, hmmm.” Jason pondered what this situation what meant. Reaching for a glass with ice cubes & aged whiskey he took a gulp. Briefly shutting his eyes, and wincing as the alcohol caused a burning effect sliding down his throat. His teeth mashed together in the moment almost as if he was suffering by some factor outside of his own control. However just like his involvement in the distribution of narcotics, his indulgence in alcohol was also one of his own choice.

As such, he didn’t dare utter a complaint about the harsh after-taste left behind by his favored liquid poison of choice, Honey Jack Daniels. In a way it had a nuanced sweetness that mixed well with the bitterness that was Jack Daniels. Not to mention it was much preferred then regular Jack which he deemed far too harsh & unfavorable for his peculiar taste.

A MacBook was spotted to his left, his light brown hand gracefully moving in a downward motion to navigate the touch screen computer.  Two small bright pale hands rubbed against his right arm also squeezing around it. To his left was a beautiful brunet woman. Dressed in a skimpy black dress that squeezed onto her body further amplifying the sensuality of her nice figure. Smiling Jason turned to the woman and kissed her after locking eyes with her.

Shortly after he licked his lips to wipe off the remnants of her lipstick which had brushed onto his own lips after theirs had intertwined. “Jason what’s wrong baby, don’t let that dumb orange man’s thoughts get to you. No matter what we’re going to figure out a way to get around this, I mean you were vaporized but you don’t even have any powers.”

“Yet,.” Jason quickly interjected; he was of the belief that maybe he simply hadn’t manifested any powers yet but they were due to come. For whatever reason evolution hadn’t brought forth any powers in him for that he had no idea. Not even the slightest hint of a reason of why the universe had dumped this cruel fate upon him. To add him to another race of marginalized and oppressed people in society, but without any of the benefits.

“Jason…I don’t mean to be negative or anything but look at the news. The reports of what’s going I mean….you saw what was happening at the CNN center in Atlanta, or that girl Diana…something who’s supposed to get the needle today on live TV, most of their powers showed up a few weeks within coming back.”

“I know Emily, but I’m not them. I’m not even saying I want to be a freak, but It’s not a choice. I was vaporized, and I came back. Plus with these tests Trump’s rolling out, there not finna care if I say I don’t got no damn powers the going think I’m lying, hell if the roles were reversed and I was the Government testing someone and the said they ain’t had nothing going on I WOULD think I was lying.” Jason shook his head and took another swig of the whiskey.

He knew Emily, his girlfriend was just doing her best to make him feel better. The efforts while sweet, weren’t really appreciated. Truth be told, while many people feared their abilities and felt they made the quality of their lives even worst. Jason was the opposite, not that he had any powers to blame for any worst life circumstances. Power was something that he felt was a gift, one which would increase the quality of your life by a massive threshold. So to be among what he deemed the “Chosen people” to be spirited away from the masses & return with unique and exotic abilities that were once thought to be limited to the realm of comic books, literature & other fiction was a blessing not a curse to him. He simply wished to finally acquire his own talents & use them for his own benefit financially & whatever other means were available to him. 

“Well I love you Jason no matter what, whether you can shoot laser beams, toss me 100 feet in the air or your just really good in bed.” She giggled at the last statement, and even harder when Jason couldn’t hide his own devious laugh at her commentary.

“Alright I give, that comment made me happier. But I don’t need super powers to fuck the shit out of you.” Jason pulled Emily close to him and pushed her down on the couch pressing his body against hers while kissing on her neck. Emily responded by wrapping her arms around him & moaning into his ear while also nibbling on his ear.

“You certainly don’t, you’ve been laying pipe when before you got dusted. The return from the dead sex is going in our top ten baby.” Emily cooed as she wrapped her arms around Jason even tighter pulling him closer into their embrace.

“You know I was just thinking imagine someone heard that outta context, shit might sound really fucked up.” Jason laughed at his own comment as he kissed Emily again pressing his weight into her. Between the effects of the alcohol settling in his stomach and his beautiful girlfriend he had plenty to distract him from the harrowing danger Trump’s announcement posed to his life. Although in the back of his mind he was sure there was a reason he had yet to manifest any powers. Not only that when they did finally arrive in his life, he was more than positive they would be well worth the wait. 

[h3][center][b]Miami, Florida – Miami Prison – The Execution[/b][/center][/h3]
Diana & Jessica had both been strapped into execution chairs. Tristan as well as some media had been allowed to come up to view the execution of the two empowered woman. Tristan had tears in his eyes seeing his daughter tied up and the prison guards preparing a concoction that was none other then the lethal injection.

“My baby..” Tristan muttered putting one hand on the glass and the other hanging by his legs. Tristan was gripped with sadness and angst to see what had become of his daughter. He felt like a failure & wished he’d kept his daughter out of the public school system as soon as was alerted to the fact that those that had returned including his daughter had superpowers, potentially dangerous ones at that.

The Father prayed incessantly but it seemed there was no miracle coming to his family. As the media inside was discussing things while the camera was rolling a loud noise was suddenly heard, and alarms began going off.

“What the fuck.” One of the guards said raising a weapon and staring at both Diana & Jessica who hadn’t moved. Both had their heads hung low and were highly sedated by this point, not to mention neither had any powers they could use to cause any effects off in the distance like that.

“Move on with the execution speed it up, I don’t know what that was. But let’s find out when these two are in Hell.” The other Guard spoke to the others not being concferned about what the loud noise was in the distance. OR rather preferring to investigate further at least once the execution was completed as scheduled.

Right as he said that a large bolt of electricity slammed into the media worker with the camera. The worker screamed bloody murder as the bolt of electricity seared into his flesh and tore through his upper torso killing him instantly. The guards in the area were all disarmed their weapons flying out of their hands stripped from them by some invisible force.

Tristan’s head was turned around at a rapid pace snapping his neck and causing his body to drop to the floor. Diana albeit highly sedated screamed out in agony to watch her father drop to the ground. As the guards began running towards their weapons all of the guns imploded, parts of the weaponry splintering off in various directions.

“Uh Uh Uh, no need for those, wait your turn.” Out of nowhere the figure of a woman materialized, Adora. She was taking on the same form of the Hispanic woman she’d wore out to the CNN center where she’d slayed several cops.

The Camera was still rolling despite the camerman’s death, and three of the other media people were screaming and turned to run. Adora fired a blast of e lectricity at the trio knocking them into the wall, and with such force from the blast that blood was gushing but they were still alive.

“I just love that trick, as for you two, a little birdy’s been listening to what you guys said, and well I’m quite interested to try your parlor tricks.” With a hand motion the protective glass separating the media from the girls was shattered. Adora then flew over to the two girls grabbing both by the neck. The Empowered prisoners proceeded to screaming in agony as Adora smiled and drained them. The screams elevated in loudness as Adora drained more and more from them. Within minutes the two girls skin seemed to take on a gray hue and they seemed almost lifeless.

“Oooh yes, now this is wonderful.” With a flicker she sent forth a bolt of electricity that destroyed the camera ending the transmission the outside world had to the interefered execution. “Okay let’s see opposite powers for opposite murders.” Adora turned to Jessica grabbing her face and lifting her up then using optic beams to drill through the sockets of her ears and through the back of her head murdering her instantly.

Blood rushed from her seared through head as she turned to Diana and her mouth and neck elongated to unnatural lengths similar lto Venom in the 2018 film. Outstretched she lunged over Diana’s head and bit of her head. Within seconds she chewed up Diana’s dismembered skull and swallowed. Adora’s neck & head returned to it’s original size. 

The seemingly excess mass from the head she consumed condensed as well, and Adora patted her stomach as she burped. “Wow now that’s what I call a smart meal.” 

Screams erupted filling the hallway from both the three media workers laying against the wall bleeding & the disarmed guards. “Tsk Tsk Tsk.” Adora’s eyes glowed red as optic beams surged from her sockets tearing through the media workers slicing them into pieces murdering them violently. 

Four of the guards got up to run down the hallway, while the other two lunged for Adora attempting to tackle her from behind. “Come on, you people are fucking stupid.”

With a twirl of her right hand the guards behind her trying to jump her where frozen in mid air. Squeezing her hand into a fist and turning her hand a telekinetic force literally ripped the bodies of both guards clean in half. Releasing her hold on them the two halves of the now clearly deceased guards fell to the ground in a bloody mess.

The other four guards running were just about to turn a corner when the roof in-front of them caved in. By now alarms were blaring, and sirens even louder Outside. No doubt viewers who’d caught a glimpse of the violent interruption occurring before by the empowered Hispanic woman were greatly disturbed watching from the comfort of whereever they were if not scared. The four guards shared that fear but to a far higher extent. Adora had begun walking in their direction stepping down the hallway whistling and laughing at the fear that was surging through them. 

“You fucking freak!!!! You’re a fucking monster!!!” One of the guards screamed causing Adora to chuckle as she got closer.

“Now that wasn’t very nice, I was just going to break your necks or shock you to death but you mad me mad, you made me mad for all of you.” Adora unleashed her power on the remaining four guards reducing them in size. Reducing them in size she made a come here motion with her finger. The telekinetic force caused the four prison guards to plummet towards her screaming.

Stepping forward she widened her jaw and snapped it around the four guards. Using Jessica’s ability she chewed through the flesh of all four guards brutally murdering them. Chewing through their flesh without a care then turning to the wall of rubble she’d caused with the telekinetic land-slide.

“Hmm how can I make this better.” Moving her finger in a down-ward motion she blew a hole through the rubble as more armed guards were approaching opening fire. Snapping her finger all the bullets stopped, then she caused all the guns to fly towards her. With a reverse motion she sent the spray of bullets back into the guards, killing them by spraying them with her own bullets.

Pulling the guns towards her she miniaturized all but one and chewed up the miniature guns before gulping back the remains of the weapon. Taking the weapon she marched down the hallway. Cocking back the gun she opened fire on more guards as they turned a corner, in conjunction with unleashing heat-vision from her eyes dismembering guards as she shot them down laughing manically as she murdered guards with no concern.

Reaching the control room corridor, she clapped her hands together unleashing a wave of telekinetic force to open up all the doors for the prisoners in the dorm style cells. The prisoners screamed with joy and began rushing out of their cells now free. Adora walked over to the control room where three guards stood holed up in the control room. “Oooh let’s make this even more fun.” She flicked her wrist tearing the door down and unleashed her heat vision tearing through the flesh of one guard and blowing up the control panel.

This triggered an opening of all the other prisoners locked in regular cells, effectively causing a prison break within the entire prison freeing all the prisoners. The remaining two guards were shaking in fear as Adora sent a telekinetic bullet from her left pinkie that ripped the flesh off one of the guard’s head, blood splattering on the other guard as the man who now had just a skeleton for a face fall down on the split body of the other guard.

“Please…please don’t kill me please!!!!!! Chica, were both Hispanic, we are the same people! Don’t do this!!! PLEASE!!!!!” The Hispanic guard begged as Adora walked up closer to him until hse could lay her hands on him.

“Don’t kill you? You want me to spare you baby?”
“YES!!!! Spare me!!!”
“LET US KILL HIM!!!! FUCK HIM!!!!” One of the escaped prisoners screamed and Adora flashed him a smile before causing his body to fling across the prison corridor and slam into one of the bullet-proof windows causing him to scream as his body then fell down into the crowd of escaped prisoners fleeing. Looking at the screens on the control room she could see the guards left were being overpowered by the mass of prisoners roaming the halls.
“You want to live, put in the code open the front doors of the prison, so everyone can get out into the streets.”
“If..If..I do that, there will be blood-shed outside from all the cops outside armed, yor sending them out to their death..I mean..I.”
“Awww you have a heart, okay, then I’ll fix it.” Adora caused the man to be reduced in size. He was pulled towards her and she placed him in her bra strap. “Don’t worry I won’t kill you, I’ll fix your little problem, and if you don’t listen then well…I guess your blind.”

Looking at the roof she focused her power unleashing a burst of telekinetic force tearing part of the roof off causing chunks of rubble to fall on some of the prisoners still making their way out the room. Adora turned invisible and flew into the sky looking down at police outside, and protestors.
“Oh my god! OH MY GOD!!! What the fuck!!! What are you doing!!” The miniaturized prisoner speak in fear but Adora ignored the squeeky guard turned captive.
“Fixing the problem.” Her eyes glowed red albeit no one could see her and beams of energy rained down from her eyes decimating police cars & SWAT vans parked out. Within minutes she tore through every law enforcement vehicle, and even blew up the media vans outside.

Explosions followed, and flames soared through the parking lot outside the prisons. Police officers were violently murdered, as were some SWAT outside. Using her telekinetic power she caused all of of their guns to fly into the air, then waved causing guns to fly into the corridor through the hole she opened. Then fired five more beams of energy into different parts of the prison blasting openings into the prison. Then used her telekinetic power to make the remaining guns rain down to prisoners in different parts of the prison.
“You…you….your a monster.”
“Honey hush now I’m really trying to do my good deed for the day, but if you insult me one more time your going to meet quite the brutal death. Honestly I’m just letting you live because your cute, so what do you say? Shut the fuck up or I rip your limbs off or maybe take a bite or a couple bites out of you myself? Hmmm what is it, answer, talk or listen?
“Li..Listen” the guard spoke, literally shaking. He was in disbelief miniaturized and held captive by this violent Empowered who’d essentially murdered several of his co-workers, freed the prisoners & armed them with weapons.
“Thank you..so much it does my conscious so well to know I let one man live, and of course freed the innocents locked in America’s awfully racist prison. Actually I’ll do you a solid, cause once I make you normal sized, I drop you back where you were and your not living. So how about a lift.”
“Please just let me live please..chica”
“Oh my god, I keep my word, hang on.” Adora smirked and flew off from the destruction she caused landing on a sidewalk a few blocks away from the prison. Picking up the prisoner and setting him on the ground. Both of them became visible again as Adora restored him to normal size.
“There see I may be a murderer, but I’m honest. “ She put her hand on the prison guards shoulder who was shaking with fear. “Now then one more thing I want, your number what Is it? Tell me…Tell me now!”
“678-56-

Adora started laughing and used her telekinetic powers to zip his lips. “Oh my god, fucking pussy. I don’t want your number hombre, go home. “ Adora leaned in to kiss the prison guard locking lips with him, even using some tongue. The guard’s heart was racing about to pass out as he was making out with the super powered killer. Adora then stepped back, becoming invisible again and flying off.

“Oh mi god…Ay..ye..ye….that bitch is crazy!!!!!!!?” The guard stumbled back and fell to the ground passing out having nearly had a heart attack multiple times within the duration of time he’d spent with Adora.