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[center][h1][color=6ecff6][b][u]Sanzhar Kravchenko[/u][/b][/color] and [b][u][color=662d91]Jace Williams[/color][/u][/b][/h1]
[i]Collab Between The Man Emperor and Chulance[/i][/center]
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Sanzhar hesitated for but a moment. In the span of a second, the thought of turning into a fugitive simply because he helped someone not get killed wormed its way into his mind, filling his imagination with images of running around the country, chased by the government for a nonexistent crime. His family will be questioned, asked where their wonder boy went.

The shouts of the man that he had served from almost certain death, though, pushed him back to reality, and no sooner did the gunshots of the officers ring out all around him while he ran full speed towards the car. He won't be arrested today. This is not the time to get caught, not when the certainty of being callously used as some tool by his captors was absolute in his mind.

Shutting the door, he sat smack on the passenger's seat, breathing heavily as the car began to speed away from the scene. Sanzhar took of his mask and inhaled deeply before turning to the black man that he had just saved from the mutant creature. The din of the titan's footsteps didn't escape his ears, either, and Sanzhar shuddered somewhat as the twin problems of the law and a giant Altered presented themselves to him.

[color=6ecff6]"I'm so screwed."[/color] Sanzhar blurted out, placing his hands on his temples. [color=6ecff6]"Ah, crap. What's your name, by the way?" He asked the guy. "I'm Sanzhar. Sanzhar Kravchenko..."[/color]

Jace took off as soon as Sanzhar hopped in the car, he was ready to leave whether he came or not. But he did believe in Karma, and felt he'd get some bad if he left him to die considering he'd just saved his life from the mutant. The sound of gunfire behind him didn't deter or alter his focus from the road ahead of him. The tremors from the giant woman rampaging through the city however did causing him to briefly almost loose control of the vehicle. Luckily he managed to get a grip spinning the wheel around and whipping his car around at high speeds turning to head in the opposite direction from the massive woman's rampage downtown.

Jace couldn't help but chuckle at Sanzhar's comment, but it was far from a comedic nature as he completely related to Sanzhar's comments. Just like his metal bending rescuer he discarded his mask flinging it into the back-seat of the jeep, to wanting any fabric to obscure his vision whilst trying to escape the law. "You and me both buddy, the name's Jace, I'd shake your hand but right now I think it's best if I keep both of mine on the wheel. Oh and thanks for the help, I might not be driving right now if you hadn't jumped in when you did, I'm sorry you got roped into this bullshit. Kill a monster running through the streets literally ripping people apart and the reward is the cops on our ass, totally fair." Jace remarked with frustrated sarcasm peeping into the rear-view mirror to see police cruisers behind them with sirens blaring, with officers yelling over mega-phone to pull over and surrender.

[color=6ecff6]"This government is a bunch of inept idiots, that's all I can say. "[/color] Sanzhar hissed as he looked back towards the police cruisers that relentlessly chased them through the streets. [color=6ecff6]"They can't see that the best way to fight bad people with powers is to throw good people with powers at them... you know what I mean?"[/color]

Taking another glance at their pursuers, Sanzhar closed his eyes, whimpering at his misfortune. [color=6ecff6]"I'm going to get fired, my brother and parents are screwed, ah! If this was the kind of crap I as going to experience here, we should have just remained in Kazakhstan or went somewhere else that is [i]not[/i] here."[/color] Coughing, Sanzhar continued as he contemplated calling one of his relatives, but decided against it. [color=6ecff6]"Where the hell did that thing come from anyway?"[/color] He asked Jace, clearly referring to the mutant from earlier. [color=6ecff6]"None of the Altered I know of are that ugly!"[/color]

"Idiots is a word for the Government that I think fits them well considering the circumstances." Jace found himself nodding his head in agreement to what his new ally Sanzhar said. [i] This Government, I wonder if he's from some other country besides here, maybe he's had the luxury of being a citizen outside of the United States [/i] Right about now Jace was partially wishing that he himself lived in another country in order to evade the madness of the new restrictive laws President Forrester had implemented for Altered humans to "help" control them.

"According to them none of us are good, they see us all as bad." Jace rattled off as he sped through a red light narrowly avoiding a collision with a mini van, a loud BANG behind let him know that one of the cruisers hadn't been so lucky but three more as well as two military armored vehicles were still in pursuit and gaining. "I don't have the slightest clue where that beast came from, I was speaking with my girl and stepped outside to get some air, I heard some blood curling scream went to investigate and then I was locked into a brutal battle with that creature." As Jace concluded his contemplation about the monster the sound of glass shattering was heard as a bullet smashed through the back wind-shield the armored vehicle had produced a machine gun and was opening fire, the rapid gun-fire sprayed the back of the car hiting one of the tires and three of the bullets nearly hitting Jace & Sanzhar. In response Jace slammed on the gas taking the car to it's max speed, then used his power to increase the strength of the vehicle's engine allowing him to take it pass the built limit of 120 mph to 160 mph speeding up to dangerously fast levels and swerving in-between cars to try to escape the soldiers and also driving near civilians to get them to stop shooting. [i]Fuck Fuck FUCK!!! [/i] "You got any bright ideas?! If this tire pops or we run out civilians to duck behind we're screwed." Jace yelled looking into the rear-view mirror keeping an eye o the LEO's & soldiers after them.

[color=6ecff6]"Chyort, these people really won't let up, won't they?"[/color] Sanzhar ducked as the machine gun bullets slammed through the glass. This was the single worst day in his history of days, and that's saying something, as he certainly didn't grow up with vast privilege. He glanced to the side, his eyes glued towards the street lamp posts. Those were made of metal, and one was not too heavy for him to pry out of the ground. But that would be too long and cumbersome... 

There were the bins and benches, though. If they were made of metal, and weren't more than one quarter of a ton in weight, he'll do just fine with bending them around. Still, trying to take them while driving at such high speed would be dangerous. Not just to the bystanders, but to himself.

[color=6ecff6]"You have anything metal in here, Jace?"[/color] Sanzhar asked. [color=6ecff6]"If there's like a tumbler or a wrench, I could bend it to become a sharp projectile that can pop tires. Once I do that, though, I'll need you to slow down a little bit so that I can focus on it. How's that for an idea?"[/color]

"Yeah doesn't look like there giving us a break anytime soon!" Jace braced himself for impact as a car pulled in-front of them but at the last minute Jace managed to jerk the car to the left avoiding colliding with the black truck that had pulled out in-front of them. [i]Metal Metal metal what the fuck do I have that's metal shit if I knew I was gonna be working with Magneto I would have stocked up [/i] Jace frantically thought about anything he had in the jeep that would be of use to Sanzhar's abilities before a light bulb popped above his head. "I got something, in my bag I got 2 screwdrivers, & some knives, there's a pair of scissors on the floor in the back too and my girl's hair dryer is in the trunk." Jace finished as the cruisers and armored trucks were getting dangerously close and he saw up ahead that traffic was lessoning so the soldiers would be able to resume opening fire with the machine guns.

[color=6ecff6]"That will do."[/color] Sanzhar replied as he turned towards the back of the car and took hold of Jace's bag. True to his words, there were quite a few knives in there and a pair of screwdrivers. The knives were too many for his taste, which made Sanzhar question whether this guy had a thing for collecting sharp objects or made a living as a butcher in the meat shop. Anyways.

Pulling out a pair of the knives, he levitated both of them over his hands, forcefully bending their metal components into one sphere of melded grey steel. Then, he molded the sphere into a sharp V shaped projectile, small enough to pass pop any tire while having the density to withstand its job.

[color=6ecff6]"Alright."[/color] Sanzhar held the floating spear over his palm. [color=6ecff6]"Here goes nothing."[/color]

Sanzhar peered over the open window, and with a single gesture, sent the projectile speeding through the air with the velocity of a bullet. The sound of tires popping rang into their ears, and the nearest cruiser began skidding into a stop, then an armored truck. 

[color=6ecff6]"I'm sorry, I'm sorry-"[/color] Sanzhar muttered lowly as the vehicles began to stop chasing them as their tires got popped.

But still more pursued.

"Man don't apologize they trying to lock us up, we getting the eff outta here too." Jace responded at Sanzhar's apologetic commentary about using the knives to slash the tires of the LEO's in pursuit. The sound of the popped tires was like music to his ears, but the following crashes that occurred from the vehicles spinning out of control made him scrunch his shoulder a bit. He was content with murdering gangsters & violent criminals, but he had no desire for innocents to get caught in the crossfire of his vengeance.
The relentless chase was getting on his nerves, and he was ready to make an escape. Luckily Sanzhar's helpful actions had led to a pile-up of vehicles finally putting some distance between them. Jace used his power once again to ramp up the speed all the way to 180 pushing the Jeep to speeds it wasn't suppose to normally reach. Audible creaks & other sounds he figured his car wasn't suppose to make could be heard as Jace ramped up the vehicle's speed with his power. The smell of burned rubber assaulted his nostrils with the high speeds his power had allowed them to reach.

"We have them within sight! They just made a left down-" The whirring of helicopter blades hit Jace's ear-drum, and looking in the mirror he saw a police helicopter had descended upon them. With the chopper on them escape would be impossible, Jace briefly hesitated before using his power on the chopper. Draining the strength of the helicopter's engine causing it to spin out of control and crash onto the last batch of cruisers behind them. The sudden act of harnessing his power on the chopper forced him to withdraw the amped up strength of the jeep. He was severely drained from using his powers in succession back to back from the fight to the mutant to the chase draining his stamina limiting his ability to run multiple applications of his power at once.

A surge of electricity from the huge woman roared above the jeep nearly taking out the roof and convinently demolished part of the road behind them.  Jace swung the wheel to the left escaping that street, and getting out of the city going off road. Moments later the vehicle came to a halt under some trees, and Jace hopped out the car huffing, puffing & sweating nearly collapsing from his injuries sustained in the beat-down with the mutant on top of pushing his body to it's limits by using his powers so many times in the past hour. "Okay...well that was fun... not really,  we need to ditch this car and I've got less then a quarter in my tank anyway.  I got a safe house that's about 15-20 minutes away on foot if you wanna tag along, usually I don't let people tag along, but I'm offering since you saved my ass." Jace explained as he went into the back-seat grabbing his backpack, and tossing a few belongings inside including his Shade mask. His heart was still pounding from everything that just went down, and he wanted to lay low.

Compared to Jace, who was just all beat, Sanzhar stepped out of the car pretty much fine, if not a little shaken. [color=6ecff6]"You have a safehouse?"[/color] Sanzhar tilted his head a bit at Jace, taking off his facemask and cap. [color=6ecff6]"What can I say... you're one resourceful person..."[/color]

Sanzhar then took out his phone, and texted his family's group chat, telling them that he's probably not coming home tonight, and they shouldn't go looking for him, lest they be endangered as well.

With the message sent, he took out the sim card and snapped it in two pieces. [color=6ecff6]"And off we go. Looking forward to the start of a beautiful friendship."[/color]

Seeing him snap the SIM card in half caused him to just nod his head a bit. [I] Fuck that I had my mask on most of the fight I’m not breaking my shit, I need my phone for everything I do.[/I] Jace briefly pondered if he was making a mistake by not tossing his cell before not worrying. His legitimate career with YouTube & consulting relied on him having a phone, plus he was secure in his encryption.

“I’m not real big on making new friends, but I’ll make an exception for people who get me outta hot water with monsters on steroids.” Jace finally joked seeing as how there hadn’t been any moment prior that was appropriate for any comedic rhetoric.  He was off by a bit, but 23 minutes later they were making there way inside the safe-house Jace locking the front-door behind them. Right about now he was glad the property was a two bed-room because he wasn’t about to share a bed with another dude no matter the circumstances.

Grabbing the remote he pressed the power button allowing the TV to flicker on. It was already on the news channel which was reporting about the giant woman attacking San Francisco, he changed to another news channel that was reporting about riots taking place live in different major cities in response to the President’s new emergency altered act, apparently several minorities who weren’t altered were also protesting the new laws for their own reasons including having relatives who were altered and some who feared that the new laws would be unjustly used to rope in & target minority citizens who weren’t altered.

“Well well well it looks like the world’s going to hell in a hand-basket cause of people like us huh, lemme ask you where do you think all this is going, oh and not that I’m not grateful then a motherfucker but why’d you step in my fight with big, tall and ugly?” Jace finished making reference to the now stain mutant monster.

[color=6ecff6]"I'm not even sure why I stepped in when I did."[/color] Sanzhar replied, fidgeting awkwardly. "[color=6ecff6]I've been trying to keep it all a secret ever since I started bending metals, but... I don't know. I didn't have a choice, I guess. The bin would have killed me at that speed. And then I saw you struggling, and... helping others comes naturally, I think."[/color]

"Well first off don't downplay what you did you always have a choice, I mean not with stopping the bin unless you wanted to be road kill, but you coulda ski-daddled after that."Jace responded wanting Sanzhar to embrace the credit he felt he deserved for his heroic actions. As he was carrying out a one man mission to purge the streets of the plague of organized crime he'd come to respect people who took action. "And struggling?! C'mon now I just had to catch a breath you act like I was getting my ass beat." Jace added rolling his eyes but with a tone that indicated he was trying his hand at some humor to lighten the situation rather than actually being defensive. "Naw but at first I thought you hopped in because you were a fan." Jace retorted pointing at the Shade mask when he did.

[color=6ecff6]"Oh, so you're that..."[/color] Sanzhar nodded, not sure how to respond to that one. He wasn't really a fan of vigilante actions, but seeing how the police were acting, it would make sense that people will take matters into their own hands. [color=6ecff6]"Nah, not really a fan. Not until the law started shooting at me and you, anyway."[/color]

"Ohhh." Jace frowned a bit at his response, although he didn't say he was 100% against his actions he could tell he wasn't in full support of them either. "Yeah I'm use to being on the wrong side of a cop aiming his gun cause I'm black, but actually GETTING shot at, that's new to me. " Jace let out an exasperated sigh showing dissatisfaction with the police's behavior. "I mean I get it people are scared of us, but we just saved a whole bunch of people by taking out that creature and they still tried to arrest us, oh by the way I know you tore up ya phone and told ya folks you wouldn't be back but you had on a mask right? I know a girl whose got friends in high places, I can probably find out if the cops actually got a good look at your real face or not." Jace offered trying to present some good news to his new friend.

[color=6ecff6]"That's very nice of you."[/color] Sanzhar nodded with a faint smile on his face. [color=6ecff6]"That would be good, yes... so that I can know if going back is safe or not..."[/color]

"Shit it's the least I can do bruh." Jace could tell the news was welcoming but with the possibility of being a fugitive looming over his shoulder the worry was still present. Taking out his own phone he saw he had several misses messages from Nikita who hadn't seen him since the mutant went on the attack. [i]Whew I'm so happy she's okay [/i] Jace went in the kitchen grabbing two beers from the fridge while texting her back. He cracked open both coronas with a simple flex of his wrist and set the other one down by Sanzhar. "So what you do huh, career work wise I mean?"

Taking the beer, Sanzhar looked down, and nervously opened the bottle. [color=6ecff6]"I write stuff."[/color] Sanzhar replied, still fidgeting. [color=6ecff6]"Published some novels, gotten some articles in the Times, and so on. Can't believe that the stuff I once used to simply imagine as part of some strange new world has become reality."[/color]

Jace downed some of the contents of his corona before setting it back down on the table listening to his new ally. "A journalist huh, so your half Clark Kent half Magneto." Jace added making reference to the pop culture characters he reminded him of the most. "Yeah as much as I like my powers things were a-lot simpler before I had em, I know you said your not a fan of what I do but I just wanna help people with my gifts, make the world better, make a difference."

[color=6ecff6]"I'm not really Magneto when I manipulate the metal itself, rather than projecting magnetic fields."[/color] Sanzhar replied succinctly. [color=6ecff6]"I can also use copper, so there's that. And... yes. Yours is a noble purpose."[/color]

"Yeah so noble that the cops are trying to lock me up, meanwhile people doing actually crimes are running around free, the world is fucked." Jace decided shaking his head about the world's current state of affairs. "And that's interesting you manipulate metal directly, so what does that make your power more or less versatile than his?" Jace asked.

[color=6ecff6]"Yep... I guess it is."[/color] Sanzhar nodded, looking out of the window with the bottle in his hand. [color=6ecff6]"So, what are our next moves?"[/color]

Jace took another sip from the bottle, taking glances at the TV to see what else the news was reporting about. "Huh next moves? What do you mean?"

Sanzhar shrugged. [color=6ecff6]"Your next moves, I mean. Do you get chased a lot?"[/color]

"Hoping for no more monsters, but I'm going back to business as usual. trying to eliminate gangs & thugs." Jace answered matter of factly, eager to resume his regular life mission. "And naw I don't usually get chased."

[color=6ecff6]"Okay then."[/color] Sanzhar nodded, eyeing the outside. [color=6ecff6]"I think I'll rest for now."[/color]