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[Color=crimson]Time:[/color] Late Morning
[Color=Crimson]Location:[/color] FEMA Camp
[Color=crimson]Interaction:[/color]
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Arriving at the FEMA Camp for the second time was a lot different today. Marcus refrained from using his powers and actually drove to the location. The less he used his powers, the easier it would be to remain under the radar. 

Thanks to Jason, he would find [I]Angel[/i] rather quickly. His target was known for her deeds in the community, and less known for her shady practices. An angel alright. One of life, but also death. Marcus hadn't been privy to what her ability truly was, but an eyewitness testimony described it as her taking life from one person and giving it to another. There were probably good intentions, but the method was downright twisted. 

He didn't have to make a bold announcement this time. He saw her… Actually, he saw two of her.  Two women matching the description Jason had implanted in his mind but dressed differently. They were greeting each other and both happy to see the other.

[Color=crimson][i]Not clones. Twins[/i][/color] Marcus quickly deduced as walked across the camp. A few recognized him from the day prior. Hushed conversations and keeping out of sight quickly became popular within the camp. As he moved closer, he had a neat idea on how to figure who was the one he sought. The two women didn't notice him until he was within reach.

[Color=crimson]"Angel? I got someone that needs… Bingo!"[/color] One twin expressed confusion, the other was far more attentive as if she had heard the plea for help before. The selfish and the selfless were easy to pick from. You only needed seconds for a determination. A quick fist borrowed through the girl's chest cavity before both Marcus and the girl vanished from sight. As he carried Angel to a more secluded area, blocks away from the FEMA Camp, the heat of his hand burned away much within the upper portion of her torso. He violently snatched his hand out of her chest, allowing her limp body to fall to the concrete floor. The job was completed swiftly and Liberty would realize Marcus was keeping his word about the list. A few more, and then Forrester. Oh, and there was Lori...