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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]
[i]Setting Things Right[/i][/center]
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[hider=A VERY THICC COLLAB]

Jace was ready to get this over with, they had the targets the two meth dealers, and he had Sanzhar tag along for this mission it would be simple. He planned on being able to handle most of the assassination but wanted Sanzhar as back-up, plus if Adam was watching h wanted it to be known that there would be real trouble if they messed with them further. The two dealers seemed to be parked outside of a bar periodically coming outside for multiple smoke breaks indicating that they were doing that in tandem with copious drinking outside for stress. Jace had slipped on his Shade mask & gear.

After about an hour stake-out, the two somewhat drunk dealers left the bar and got in their car starting it up. "Huh well watching what they do ain't making me feel any worst about what we gotta do." Jace retorted referring to the fact they'd monitored them consuming alcohol before driving. As the meth dealers swerved out the parking lot Jace put his foot on the gas to pull out as well and start following, hoping to get them to an area that was isolated. "Alright we can't make any moves till we're on a more open road, but maybe if we get somewhere kinda empty you can metal spike there tires and I can run up and take care of them in seconds."

[color=6ecff6]"Okay."[/color] Sanzhar nodded sheepishly, peering towards the car that they were following. [color=6ecff6]"Never have I thought that doing something as noble as saving a life would eventually lead to me participating in the ending of two of them."[/color]

He still wasn't okay with this, but at the very least, Sanzhar wasn't going to be the one dealing the mortal blows. He'll just spike the tires and look away...

Yes. That's right.

Look away.

[color=6ecff6]"Right... I can do it. Spike the tires. You go out and go in. Then it's done."[/color]

 “Thanks for tagging a-long and I’m sorry about this. I mean I do “Work” like this but it don’t feel good passing this burden to others I’m just glad they fit my usual target MO.” Jace wasn’t happy about being manipulated into killing, but he’d done his research & spoke to his connects to confirm they were prolific meth dealers who’d been rising in their success with the border closures making it harder for cartels to traffic other drugs that couldn’t be made as easily in the states.

“Okay I think we’re about to get somewhere ah wait there making a friggin detour.” Jace groaned as the two inebriated men pulled into a shady motel parking lot and both hurried out the door with a briefcase in hand. Jace paused for a moment but slouched back in the car.

“It’s a fairly empty motel, but this ain’t the place, we need to get somewhere with almost nobody around, here take this.” Jace reached into the glove compartment of his newly purchased black charger and handed Sanzhar a mask.

A mask. Right. Sanzhar needed to conceal his identity as he aided in this assassination. 
[color=6ecff6]"Thanks..."[/color] He took the mask from Jace's hand. [color=6ecff6]"So... we'll wait for them in the dark, yes?"[/color]

"Yes but not in this hotel anyone could be looking from any direction." Jace pointed this out he wanted this done  right in a way they couldn't be implicated. "But there taking a long time, what do you think was in that bag, maybe there in here making a dael at this shtty mote." Jace pondered.	

[color=6ecff6]"Drugs, maybe a million in cash."[/color] Sanzhar shrugged. [color=6ecff6]"You know, I wouldn't mind if I... uh, take the drug money. Would have been from ill begotten sources, but I'd use it for... good stuff."[/color]

Sanzhar wasn't even sure what he would do with a million. Maybe leave this country and head for Russia or China. Anywhere that these laws against the Altered won't reach him.

"Well... I think they're working it out." Sanzhar continued on. "Or they're debating just how much was promised. Typical dealings in the dark, yeah."

Jace couldn’t help but crack a grin at Sanzhar’s comments, maybe this guy wasn’t all too different from him after all. “Well the way I see it taking out people like this is doing the community a service, and I’m not getting a paycheck, so I usually “Seize” the “rewards” as my “compensation”. Shit if I don’t only other person that’s gonna get it is they criminal friends when they find the bodies or th cops who can be just as dirty sometimes.” Jace said explaining his mantra and basically justification for taking drug cash from the violent dealers he killed.

“Although a million In cash your watching way too many movies or you must be planning for us to take on drug-lords instead of street dealers. You see this run down motel, the car there driving and the bar there drinking at, they don’t got no million in cash,” Jace couldn’t help but laugh at Sanzhar’s innocence not knowing the logistics about illicit dealing & the real financial figures associated with them not the ones in movies. “These guys are pushing meth which ain’t that expensive, the most money we’re running into with these boys is 10-30 thousand, maybe 40.” Jace concluded based off his past experience & knowledge of the meth dealing game.

“I can tell you haven’t been around this type of stuff or known people in it. Your a lucky man, me on the other hand I haven’t been as fortunate. I was born & raised around this type of shit, had people in my family slanging dope my whole life, I can remember times in my childhood as early as five or six being around drugs, guns & stacks of cash.” Jace said reminiscing on his damaged childhood that came from being raised impoverished around people willing to do anything to escape their conditions.

[color=6ecff6]"Oh, God."[/color] Sanzhar looked at Jace with surprise. [color=6ecff6]"That's awful. I mean, yeah, that's terrible. I am indeed lucky. I was like... five when my family left Kazakhstan due to religious persecution by the government. I didn't get to experience the horrible side of life. The worst thing I got are groupmates that don't pull their own weight in projects."[/color]

Reclining back against the seat, Sanzhar observed the car of the drug dealers. [color=6ecff6]"Well... I think they're taking their sweet ass time."[/color]

"Hahaha yeah don't worry though the psychological damage of all. that has long since been confronted." Jace explained not wanting to delve too much into the anguish such an upbringing had on a young mind. "Everyone's different you had people who didn't pull their weight and I saw people dying, and had to lay on the floor and avoid stray bullets while doing my home-work." Jace reflected on everything he went through to be successful. 

Jace noticed the door they were watching was opening the dealers coming out, then both turned around and went back inside as they were called back in. Jace groaned and rolled his eyes. “I hate drug dealers, I swear whenever there inside they take so long.” Jace sighed and slumped in the chair it seems the dealers had forgotten something.

[color=6ecff6]"Maybe they got tipped off."[/color] Sanzhar shrugged in a moment of cynicism. [color=6ecff6]"And we're going to get peppered with machine gun fire, which, for your information, I can't really stop since I need to see what I'm using to metal bend it..."[/color]

Nothing happened, though. Not yet, anyway. [color=6ecff6]"This is getting a little banal. Maybe they just kill each other because they can't agree on who gets how much."[/color]

 “Yeah that would be a miracle right about now, but.”

“Get out the fucking car motherfuckers! I’m tired of playing games! The fact that I even had to come out here is proof of that, but I want my god damn money now!!!” A woman’s voice was heard screaming from behind the car Jace & Sanzhar where in. Jace grunted in anger figuring out that something outside of the plan was about to go down.

“Okay maybe she wasn’t talking to us…when she said get out the car…” Right as Jace said that the car to the left of them caught on fire and went up in flames. Jace’s eyes widened as the woman barked out another command.

“GET OUT THE FUCKING CAR NOW OR IM GOING TO LIGHT YOU GUYS ON FIRE NOW!!!!!! FIVE, FOUR, THREEE!!!!!!!!!, TWO!!!!!!!”

[color=6ecff6]"Alright, fine!"[/color] Sanzhar pushed himself out of the car, getting away from the metal coffin of a fiery death just as the countdown went down to one. 

[color=6ecff6]"Another Altered?"[/color] Sanzhar whispered to Jace even as the thought of going up in flames crossed his mind. [color=6ecff6]"That's... unfortunate."[/color]

“Hey Hey Hey Hey STOP!” Jace said rolling out the car at the same time as Sanzhar. A column of flame surged past the vehicle nearly enveloping the car but just barely missing. A hispanic woman was standing there with literal fir gathered around her hands. “Yeah I think we can safely assume it’s another altered.” Jace retorted to Sanzhar in a hushed tone.

“What the fuck are you two whispering about?”! Rita bellowed upset, it seemed she emerged from a BMW that was parked not too far away from her with a black man sitting in the drives seat texting on his phone. Rita commanded all the attention to herself shooting a fire ball past Sanzhar lighting a car to the right of him on fire. “I’m done playing games, I’m about ready to burn all of you fuckrs to the ground over my money, give me the 50 grand now or I’ll burn you all alive! You people think this is a game passing the money back & forth between you all, Rob & Nate, you think I’m stupid huh?!”

Jace was utterly confused, Adam had sent them to go after two meth dealers whom he claimed he owed money too, but now this mysterious woman had showed up wielding flames asking him 7 Sanzhar for the money.  He gave Sanzhar a confused look and dared to whisper to him again. “What the hell is she talking about? 50 grand, why is she targeting us?”

[color=6ecff6]"Oh, come now, let's talk about this civilly. You have the wrong people, lady."[/color] Sanzhar replied, putting one of his arms to the air, his attention locked towards one of the other cars that was parked in there. If only it was closer, he'd be able to tear off a tiny bit and use it to bludgeon this fire woman's fiery temper at the face, but that just can't happen now.

He didn't get to answer Jace's question, as Sanzhar had a good guess why they were being targeted.

[color=6ecff6]"I believe you're looking for those guys that went in that motel."[/color] He motioned towards the place. [color=6ecff6]"They had a suitcase, suspicious, yes? I wish I had that kind of money, but alas, I have none to give."[/color]

“Civilly…….I willl BURN YOUR FUCKING BALLS OFF YOU STUPID MOTHERFUCKER!!!!!!! DONT YOU EVER RAISE YOUR VOICE TO ME ABOUT MY MONEY AGAIN!!!!” Rita screamed instantly using her powers over flame to launch a medium strength blast of fire at Sanzhar’s leg , true to her word making sure the attack was aimed close to his privates without actually touching them, a warning shot to show she was both unhinged & yet very serious about getting her hands on her money.

[I]Fuck this ain’t going good, you can’t talk to someone that mad and tell them you don’t have shit even if you don’t have shit that’s how you get killed quick [/I] Jace winced seeing Riya’s rage, and also Sanzhar’s attempts to talk down someone who thought they stole 50 grand from them. Jace used his powers to increase his strength and stepped forward. “Look.”

“Woah Woah Woah” Rita spewed a blast of fir that singed Jace’s right foot and started a fire -infront of him. “Where are you stepping to! You need to step to that car y’all hopped out of, and give me the fucking money, the little gig is up. All of you motherfuckers work for Adam, see I beens following you PUTAS for the past few hours, and you guys been following Adam’s other guys making sure all ya little deals with MY METH by the way go good, so you tell me one more fucking lie after I been following you myself for the past three hours and I will BURN ALL THE SKIN off your bones, now where is the FUCKING MONEY!"

Jace groaned realizing that if Rita had been following them while they were following the dealers, she thought they were all together. He hoped Sanzhar would be able to figure out why Rita had bunched them all together, and wished they’d attacked the dealers earlier because it least Rita wouldn’t be trying to melt them.

[color=6ecff6]"Adam, the one who blackmailed us into killing a bunch of dealers in exchange for us not being exposed as being Altered?"[/color] Sanzhar frowned, seemingly not minding that a ball of fire had been shot a little too close to him for comfort. He then whispered to Jace, [color=6ecff6]"She must have thought we were a convoy. That's unfortunate."[/color]

All Jace wanted to do was get his hands on the footage Adam had of them, when it clicked in his head who they were facing. “Yo…yo…this ain’t good…I know this chick she’s Rita Salzaras, her & her brother are the head of the Salzaras Cartel, the most powerful cartel in the United States & Mexico, after the energy plague closed the border they are the only cartel whose been able to smuggle drugs into the country... rumor is by using altered…..there’s probably several hundred armed men in this area alone that’ll come after us if we make a move on her, our families will be kidnapped, and burned alive, chopped into pieces, fed to sharks or piranhas….” Jace started rambling straining to whisper about the various misdeeds & misfortune going against a super cartel would cause.

“You got something to say buddy enough I said stop talking now die.” Rita raised hr and and unleashed a massive torrent of flame towards Jace who pushed Sanzhar away using his strength to toss Sanzhar in the air over four different cars onto the back of a parked pick-up truck as Jace’s entire body was engulfed in flames. 

The black guy came running out the car putting his phone in his pocket. He was wearing a regular black face-mask but other than hat had no protection. “Rita!!!!!! You just set some else on fire!!! Didn’t we talk about this in couple’s therapy, you can’t just go burning people up!!! My money, you fucked up MY money, I told you not to set people on fire over MY money unless they attack us first.” Floyd yelled towards Rita, upset about this situation. He was pissed that Rita had been convinced to loan money to meth dealers in the first place, but he didn’t want to be tied into multiple super powered murders.

“Baby I’m sorry, but I had to kill him he wouldn’t shut up. Look I didn’t burn the funny looking man over there that got thrown into the truck.” Rita pointed towards Sanzhar whom had been flung into a car, causing Floyd to rush over to the guy who’d been thrown into the bed of a pick-up, Floyd pulling out a gun and pointing it at Sanzhar.

“Hey Hey Hey! Don’t move, you crooked nose dusty clothes wearing bitch. You see my girl gotta temper, now I’m a lil more patient, all we wants to know is where the money is, really it’s MY money, just tell us where the money is and we won’t kill you.” Right as Floyd said that Rita screamed a Jace emerged from the fire blast and charged Rita tackling her and throwing her across the parking lot flinging her into door of the BMW. Jace then pulled out his own gun and opened fire on the motel room the meth dealers were in, intending to get rid of everyone so him & Sanzhar could escape alive.

[color=6ecff6]"Ah, shut it, I have no idea what you're talking about..."[/color] Sanzhar shook his head. His body ached as he had been thrown with quite a bit of force towards the bed of the pickup truck, but other than that, he'd be fine.

[color=6ecff6]"But, okay, I surrender."[/color] Sanzhar raised both of his hands to the air, seemingly giving up in the face of the mundane weapon.

But he didn't. Both of his hands clenched into fists, and invisible forces, for the lack of a better world, shook the pistol with such violence that its components just came apart. 

[color=6ecff6]"And for the record."[/color] Sanzhar stood up, patting down his clothes as the crunched up remains of the pistol merged into a sphere of metal floating on his hand. [color=6ecff6]"My clothes are not dusty. I am [I]very[/I] tidy."[/color]
Any sudden move on Floyd's part would be met by the crunched up sphere of metal, which would be, without the shadow of a doubt, a painful affair. Sanzhar slowly backed away, keeping his eyes trained on the other man as Jace opened fire.

Every moment brought him closer to the brink.

“Bruh where the fuck is my money!!!!!!!” Floyd was raising his voice towards Sanzhar, and starting to see why Rita had set the other guy on fire. He hated when people lied to him, and from the intel him & Rita had received the money they were looking for was in the area and these guys had it. After all he’d been the driver following Jace & Sanzhar who were following Rob & Nate.

“Gaaah” Floyd yelped as it seemed some unseen force had crushed his weapon, or rather dismantled it causing his eyes to widen. [I]Oh shit this little runt has powers![/I] Floyd mentally rolled his eyes as it seemed this situation was getting more difficult by the second, just like his girl these guys seemed to have powers as well, he was up against Magneto and his girl had got flung across the parking lot by Hercules.

“You bastard, you think you can just still my money because you got fucking super powers!!!” Floyd yelled as the sound of gun-shots going off came from inside the cheap motel room followed by Nate & Rob running outside the room yelling “WE GOT IT!”

“YO!!!!! YOU GOT WHAT?!!!!!” Floyd screamed as Jace rushed over to Floyd slamming him into the ground.
“Stay down motherfucker” As Rita rose up gathering flames Jace tore off part o the trunk of the SUV and flung it into Rita knocking her into the ground with a loud thud. He then raised his own gun and opened fire on Nate & Rob. The two dealers were gunned down with a quickness their bullet riddled bodies hitting the ground whilst also dropping a bag now full of money. Floyd meanwhile had tapped into Jace’s power dramatically raising his strength. & durability rising up he grabbed Jace kneed him in the guts and tossed him across the parking lot sending Jace flying through the window of a motel room causing screams to be heard from the occupants.

“That’s for Rita you stupid motherfucker!!!” Floyd yelled then turned to Sanzhar firing a blast of electricity at the metal sphere he’d summoned knocking it away, then launching a second blast of electricity Into Sanzhar’s chest before running over to the gunned down dealers to retrieve the bag of money.

[color=6ecff6]"Sutka blyat."[/color] Sanzhar was now lying down on the ground, recovering from the shock of electricity that had been shot at him. It hurt quite a lot, even more than getting going towards the back of a pick up truck. [color=6ecff6]"Wow, that... hurts..."[/color]

Groaning, he stood up, he watched as Floyd ran towards the gunned down dealers in a quest for stolen money. [color=6ecff6]"When will these faaaaaaaaaahking idiots realize that we're not carrying any damn money?"[/color] Getting hit by all that electricity was truly a shock. It was like a taser, but amplified twice over and all over everything. This won't be the most pleasant of days.

[color=6ecff6]"I hate everything, I hate my life, I hate this place, I hate this city, arrrgh! Damn it."[/color] Jace was in there, and he could not in good conscience leave him. Sanzhar could jump in the car now and drive away, but he won't. Not without the Shade.
Spotting several pipes lying around, Sanzhar picked them up, bending them into metallic restraints just as he had done with the trashbin a day or so ago. With chilling precision, pipes-turned-cuffs snaked towards Floyd, intent on knocking him down unto the ground before entrapping his wrists. Capture, and then dig the metals into the concrete. Same old trick, it should work... It's supposed to!

Upon learning the truth of the financial situation with Rita and her cash plus her family this evening he’d been upset. So much so that he almost regretted saving her from the assassins coming after them at the hospital, but he still had a soft spot for her in his heart.

“LETS GOO!!!! PAYDAY! FinallyI had to go through ALL OF this SHIT to get MY MONEY back.” Floyd yelled out louder then he should have, but what everyone didn’t know except for Rita apparently was that this was his money! He wasn’t a meth dealer, he was just trying to get back his own money which had been taken from him at all costs. The fact that there was more in the bag then when he lost it was cherry & icing on top of the situation.

Right as he was getting ready to leave he was hit from behind. “Umph” Floyd was furious at the metallic attack from behind, moving metal struck him from behind planting his face into the ground causing him to loose his grip on the bag. The same metal that had been used to whack him from behind had formed into cuffs around his wrists which had dug into the ground. “Oh my fucking god… enough of this!!!!!”

Floyd screamed summoning microwave energy which caused the metallic cuffs to melt right when Jace had emerged from the motel room having to knock the two people inside of out to avoid them calling the cops, but by now the sounds of sirens were approaching. He’d came out just in time to see Floyd melting the cuffs. “What fucking power…does this guy have.”

“The power to get my damn money.” Floyd yelled as he caused a motorcycle to zoom forward and ram into Jace’s back locking him to the ground while also flying into the air then flying back down slamming into Jace’s back causing an audible crack to be heard from the super strong body slam. “Get your own damn money you fucking thieves.” Floyd yelled out as he flew over to the bag of money grabbing it, then flew over to Rita, and the BMW. He slung his unconscious girl over his shoulder, picked up the BMW with his other hand before turning invisible and flying away with the cash, car, and girl. 

Jace winced and groaned in pain getting up from being kneed in the back by Floyd coming from the sky, grabbing onto the front of a car to help himself up to his feet. He heard a big sonic boom in the sky that was Floyd’s flight breaking the sound barrier. Seeing the two dead dealers, and money gone he yelled out for Sanzhar and jumped in the car, getting on the passenger side and placing the in the middle. “Come on we gotta go, I can’t drive, my back is killing me, fuck…we gotta go!!!”

"Okay, okay!" Sanzhar rushed towards the driver's seat and placed his hands on the wheel. He breathed deeply as he hadn't drove in a while, but he'll manage. He pressed down on the accelerator and hightailed out of the place, leaving the carnage and chaos behind.
[color=6ecff6]"That looks terrible."[/color] Sanzhar said, glancing towards Jace. [color=6ecff6]"Are you gonna be alright? If not I'll have to get you to the hospital... or anywhere else with medical professionals."[/color]

Pausing for but a moment, Sanzhar picked up on the conversation, going towards a different topic. [color=6ecff6]"That guy from earlier? He had multiple powers. Electric generation, superstrength, invisibility, and flight. At least those are what he showed off. And... who else got more than one power? Lorizilla."[/color]

Jace fumbled through his pocket for a packet and pulled it out. Inside were some over the counter pain meds, nothing too serious or narcotic. He popped them out of the plastic coating container and downed three of them.

He diverted the focus of his strength powers to increasing the potency of these OTC medications to make their pain nullifying aspect far stronger then usual, whilst releasing the hold on his amplified strength & durability. “Yeah but I don’t think it’s wise we go to the hospital now, also what we just did is risky but we won’t get caught. Don’t make a habit of doing what I just did, in case you ever wanna tag-along on more Shade missions. The gun I used to kill those dealers is a “Ghost” gun meaning it’s un-registered, so the police can’t trace the shell casings. “ Jace explained and the pain in his voice had lessoned from him using his powers to raise the potency of the medication to combat the pain in his back from the attack Floyd used against him.

“Oh yeah your damn right, I mean I noticed it that guy was damn powerful, no wonder the Salzaras sister is hooking up with him. Anyway what do you think, could that guy be Lorizilla, if he can shape-shift then he could be. Then Lorizilla killed thousands of people, I doubt she’d let us live two strangers nor would she care about a bag of drug money someone as strong as her could probably rob the Federal Reserve.   Let’s go back to the safehouse & finish this business with Adam. I..I…think maybe we should try to find that guy, the one who said Rita Salzaras was his girlfriend. It’s the only lead on altered with multiple powers, plus right now the Salzaras Cartel is responsible for all the drugs entering the United States If we were able to stop them…then until the border re-opened we’d stop all the drugs from entering the country.”

[color=6ecff6] "I would like to some more backup in that case..."[/color] Sanzhar said, turning around a corner. [color=6ecff6]"There are just two of us, after all. But yeah, let's go back..."[/color]

"There are many movements that started with but one person, hell I've been Shade all by myself since my powers emerged." Jace retorted but the pain his back indicated that Sanzhar had a noteworthy point about needing back up. Before long they were back at the safe-house, and Jace had reached out to Adam in the manner requested.

"Hello yes the deed is done, I'd like you to hold to your end of the bargain to avoid further conflict between us...but...that won't be necessary if you are a man of your word... mhmmm... okay... what..." The tone in Jace's voice completely flipped as if he was hearing some unwelcome news and before long the phone was slammed shut, luckily his strength levels were regular when he did so. He stormed into the living room where Sanzhar was and gasped. "It looks as if our worst fears have come to life, Adam is refusing to part with the youtube account & footage acquired, he claims there is one more job for us to "complete", the murder of a detective, the one in charge of his prosecution for money laundering & insider trading to the tune of 48 million." Jace didn't even bother bringing up how the slimey rascal offered financial compensation on top of the footage for this "last" request because murdering meth dealers was one thing, but he wasn't going to kill a detective for simply doing his job going after crooks like him.

Sanzhar visibly scowled at the news. [color=6ecff6]"By every rusted iron screw that has been jammed into my brain..." [/color] The metal bender sat down, tapping the table with his index finger as the realization that he would sooner or later be prosecuted by the government for using powers in public. Never had he wanted to wake up from a nightmare. But this was real.

[color=6ecff6]"I don't... I don't know how to answer this."[/color] Sanzhar let out a heavy sigh. [color=6ecff6]"Detectives are something else. I've got detective friends too. This is... I can't."[/color]

Sanzhar took another pause. [color=6ecff6]"If only there's a way to trace the slimy bastard's call so that we can hit him in the face... or something. Otherwise we are boned."[/color]

Jace could only shake his head, that’s what he got for trusting a crook to keep his word. Then again he knew some shady characters that were still honorable, after all he had to dip and dab on the dark side sometimes with the work he was doing. “I’ve got a connection the one that was able to relay the intel that no official agency had managed to get any footage of our real identities using our powers.” Jace murmured bringing up Anya, but he wasn’t sure he wanted to go to the Russians with this.

He’d brought up the blackmail to Anya, but he was sure she figured he wouldn’t trade his life for the lives of strangers. Of course in the initial instance the targets Adam had sent him where people he had no hang-ups with killing.  “I don’t got no detective friends, and I can’t say I’m a fan of the cops either, but I’m not killing a detective either. There’s people who support Shade, and resonate with what he stands for, no mercy towards bastards who resort to violence towards innocents to peddle dope on the streets, unfortunately or rather fortunately I’m right there with you on not killing any detectives.” Jace sighed.

He figured Sanzhar was facing similar thoughts as him, how life would be upon getting their identities revealed and facing prosecution for using their powers. “You know we’re not just gonna get in trouble for using our powers in public, we fled the police & the national guard after we killed the monster, and we didn’t kill any of them but I’m sure we put a few of them in the hospital with our escape tactics, then again your not half as screwed as me if or rather when I get charged with the murders of all those dirtbags I killed wearing this shade mask.” 

Suddenly the front door swung open and Adam’s body came flying through and landed on the oval table next to them with a loud thud. “Ah fuck…oh no…Shade?! The metal guy! Hey Hey Hey! Look we can work something out please!!!”

Adam hurriedly tried to get up only for a jolt of electricity to fly into his abdomen causing his body to tense up while he yelled out in pain. None other then Floyd Banker flew into the safe house still wearing the same clothes he had during their encounter at the motel. “Delivery for Shade & the dusty metal man who fucked up one of my favorite glocks.” Floyd retorted as he landed on the carpet, Jace jumped up at the sight of the multi powered man they traded blows with while Floyd raised his arms defensively.

“Hold your horses Superman, I brought you a present, the guy I just tossed in here and tasered is a mutual problem for all of us, Adam Levely, the one whose blackmailing you guys, and tried to steal my money among other things like get us all to kill each other at that motel , AND was in the process of trying to strike a deal with the cops in exchange for turning in the footage of you & metal man, how about it can you guys here me out and see if we can all come to terms once the all the facts are out in the open regarding what this bastard did?” Floyd questioned trying to see if he could get Jace & Sanzhar to listen to him despite his damaging entry into the warehouse.
"Oh..." Sanzhar nodded slowly, his gaze towards Adam quiet and true. He then looked back at Floyd, a tired expression on his face. "I am [i]not[/i] dusty... Ehem. Anyway, about this... thing."

The 'dusty metal man' leaned back on his seat, stretching his rather tired spine. [color=6ecff6]"So you're uh... someone with multiple powers, just like the Lorizilla, and... your girlfriend is the heiress of the Salzaras Cartel? Ah, what a surprise. A pleasant one, nonetheless. I'm all ears. Not so sure about... Shade."[/color]

Floyd just shook his head at Sanzhar running his mouth describing things about him in-front of someone that excelled at blackmailing people including altered. "Yeah why don't you just tell Adam here my date of birth, addrss & social security too damn it “ He responded somewhat irate with the metal man, mentioning that he had multiple powers & had relations with Rita Salzaras. 

“I don’t know jack shit about Lorizilla god damn it, I’ve never met her and I don’t want to unless it’s to send her to hell.” Floyd snapped back at Sanzhar more aggressive then he intended, causing Jace to get up shoving Floyd into a counter with force. 

“Hey listen motherfucker, you better watch your god damn tone I don’t give a fuck how many powers you have, don’t talk to my friend like that, you broke into my damn house, with some guy you claim is the Adam I’m looking for & you conventinely know I’m shade huh.”

“Wh…haat your Shade, you look so different In person, golly I’m so damn drunk I won’t even remember this tomorrow, look about what I said with the agent earlier I was just pulling ya leg, then you slammed the phone on me I tried to call ya back and tell you the truth but you were pissed, then this nutcase snatched me from my house saying he followed me from the Red Roof Inn where you gunned those two fuckers down, I’m sorry I had to get yer help like I did, but wow Jace Williams you are exactly what this city needs, I-“

“You spineless lying fuck!!!” Jace grabbed Adam and slammed him into the table breaking the table, instantly using his powers to raise his strength. In the corner of his eye he’d noticed something and ripped Adam’s shirt off revealing a police informant wire. Blood in his eyes Jace lifted Adam up from the smashed table before smashing him into the floor then stepping on his  right arm breaking it. As he raised his foot to step on Adam’s neck surely killing him in a fit of rage Floyd sprung into action raising his own strength to around Jace’s and tackling the irate vigilante into a counter top, the two of them going straight through it. 

“I’ going to kill him, he is wearing a wire, fuck Im gonna kill you too you brought him to my house!!!!!!!!” Thanks to Jace’s strength raising power Floyd formed flames that where bright blue with a white-is hue and unleashed the super hot flames on Jace point blank In conjunction with a blast of electricity causing Jace enough pain to both scream out In agony & stop his mindless rage-out. 

“God damn it you done now Hulk, I told you he was trying to tell on you when I got here but you were all like ooh ooh don’t raise your voice at my friends, how can I trust you blah blah. Before I picked him up I used my electricity to disable the wire, and I planted a hidden camera on him when I first noticed him at the motel.” Floyd took out one of his cell-phones, and went to an app that connected to the hidden camera.  The footage was crystal clear & allowed him, Jace & Sanzhar to hear Adam speaking to a CIA Agent named Flint Walker claiming he had the secret identity of Shade & an accomplice.  Adam claimed that Shade & his accomplice had forced him to launder money & insider trade  it or be murdered by him & the Salzaras Cartel. He even claimed that the two dealers he’d blackmailed them to kill were his close friends who agreed to accompany him to testify against Shade, his accomplice & the Salzaras Cartel In the morning.

“So now were all on the same page, Adam is a slimy bastard who tried to get as many of us to kill each other at the motel earlier & tell on the survivors preferably Shade & your metal-bender friend. Lucky for you guys I got rid of the footage he had of you, and the only back-up is on his spare phone which I have right here unlocked, consider it a gift so you can perform the final deletion yourself, I see your temper and don’t want you to think I’m trying to pull an Adam on you.” Floyd finished, reaching in his pocket and pulling out the spare phone Adam had the footage on, the same one he’d been using to manage the whole blackmail operation towards Jace & Sanzhar.

[color=6ecff6]"That cheeky bastard..."[/color] Sanzhar crossed his arms. He had just watched as Jace... uh... smashed Adam into the floor. He seemed to not mind this moment of cruelty. One could even say that he liked to see their blackmailer be dunked on repeatedly.

[color=6ecff6]"Hm, you delete it.[/color]" Sanzhar motioned at Jace. [color=6ecff6]"You're the... more important one here."[/color]

Jace proceeded as planned and destroyed the final copy of the blackmail footage Adam had of his & Sanzhar’s true identities. Then searched the device & logged in youtube account to confirm that all other traces of It were removed. “IT’s done we’re in the clear.” Jace said to his new friend Sanzhar explaining the blackmail footage was gone. “Now the only thing that remains is Adam himself, who while he does know our true identities doesn’t have any proof.”

“Right but he’s tried to make it out that Shade’s trying to wipe out him & his cohorts trying to expose you, even though the truth is the two people you killed today were vicious meth dealers & thieves, they were used as pawns in Adam’s disgusting tactics to secure his own freedom from his current criminal charges he’s facing. Even without proof this Agent Walker is a real CIA agent, and just by passing along your real identities he might not be able to gain much leverage or any at all, but the CIA will still investigate you two, and I get your whole gig killing murdering drug dealers, but your black & altered, so the CIA will want you gone. The most logical thing to do in this instance would be kill Adam & thus completely solve the problem, but I’m not much of a killer myself. Not to say I’ve never taken a life, but only when I really have to I don’t have it in me to just kill that.” Floyd admitted not having it in him to kill Adam, whom he had no real malice to but brought up what he thought was the best & safest course of action to Jace & Sanzhar to avoid any negative consequences from sparing Adam even after deleting the footage.

[color=6ecff6]"Fortunately... someone does what needs to be done."[/color] Sanzhar nodded. He clearly wasn't referring to himself, but to his newfound comrade.

"Still. Congratulations for conveniently having these charges on you right when you saw us." He prodded at Adam with a metal rod. "I'd prefer to have you castrated, though."

Adam had come to towards the end of the conversation and was whimpering. “Please I just didn’t want to go to prison, you kept your end of the bargain, we can still both go our separate ways, the footage is gone, please spare me!”

“Enough.” Jace muttered and walked over to Adam with a gem look on his face. Albeit weak adrenaline coursed through Adam who stumbled to get up only for Jace to raise his strength and deliver a fatal jab through his neck, causing blood to spurt. Adam’s eyes were wide in shock as blood relentlessly flowed from his body and he fell to the ground seconds later just a corpse. “I won’t let this slimy bastard running his mouth be the thing that ruins me & Sanzhar’s lives not after going through all of this, and even being forced to take the lives of others for our freedom’s sake, even if those others were selling poison to others for profit.” Jace finished clearly not happy with having to kill Adam who although was a nasty man didn’t fit his MO as a violent criminal, still he was evil and had indirectly caused the deaths of others using Jace and probably many others.

“Shit yeah I knew I was making the right choice not to get on your bad side, anyway Shade and you too Sanzhar who’s not dusty, I came here bringing gifts not just out the kinds of my heart, but I have a proposition to offer. I want you two to join the Network. It’s an organization I’ve started in the past week made of altered with different abilities & roles in life from pilots to private investigators. My or well our immediate goal is to both keep altered from being ensured in the government’s invasive blood testing registration system & seize control of the black market primarily from the Salzaras Cartel, which makes me dating Rita Salzaras, the sister of Hector Salzaras the actual leader of the Salzaras very resourceful & important. The President & his administration have very horrible plans for altered in the near future, the first ability I copied is the power to see glimpses of the future mainly in my dreams, & the current future for our kind & what the President intends to do with us is why I’ve started the network. Join me please, if we can control the black market, we can eliminate certain crimes from not only being profitable but their existence entirely like kidnapping, human trafficking, murder for hire & even remove the most deadly of illegal drugs from our communities, plus we’ll be able to provide revenue for the innocent altered who are stripped off their jobs and any means to generate money, I support your mission Shade, but the truth is crime will always exist, but together we can erase the worst crime & take control of crime in this country all together at least preventing innocent lives from being lost in the crossfire of vicious immoral criminals in pursuit of the almighty dollar, what do you guys say?” Floyd said finishing his proposition about the Network to Jace & Sanzhar.

[color=6ecff6]"So... we now have an underground resistance? Interesting."[/color] Sanzhar pondered, seemingly not taking notice of the warm corpse in the room. He had seen worse.

Sanzhar was now interested though. There was now organized resistance against the terrible laws that the federal government cooked up, one that is probably isn't affiliated with the infamous Reaper. [color=6ecff6]"So, how many people are in this network? Colour me interested, but I'm mostly concerned if I'll have to consort with the likes of Reaper. You know who."[/color]

Jace pondered Floyd’s question, he’d only met him today and it had resulted in his back being injured. But he’d since learned that Adam had orchestrated things behind the scenes to set up the fight & the money he was attempting to confiscate from the meth dealers was in-fact Floyd’s legitimate money stolen by Adam himself. “In light of everything you’ve said & the nature of this Network I am comfortable with joining. As you know and stand Shade’s mission is the elimination of violent criminals, but truthfully I only planned and figure I had the means to even do this in the state of California at most, but with what your suggesting could actually make my vision a reality in the whole country of America.” 

“Well In a way I guess we’re on the same side as Reaper by technicality in that the Network is an organized underground resistance to the Forrester Administration, but we are not partnered with his resistance nor do I co-sign the harming & murdering of innocent people, I didn’t even have it in me to kill Adam..Levely.” Floyd admitted but wasn’t proud, he felt as a leader he should have the guts to murder somone who wanted to blackmail not only innocent people, but innocent Altered turning them into his own personal killing machine, one of the very principles the Network stood against. "As for our numbers that are not many but are growing, with you two included we have between ten to 20 members but I’ve only started this movement in the past week.”
“This lifestyle we are being forced into living by virtue of just being altered in a world where we are feared, and rightly so with the likes of Lorizilla & other murderous altered like her will harden your heart, I admit your reluctance to kill incessantly is one of the main reasons I’m agreeing to join you and your operation to seize control of the black market.

[color=6ecff6]"Well, I honestly got nothing to do, so I'm also in."[/color] Sanzhar shrugged in turn. [color=6ecff6]"I'm also a journalist, so... There's that. But... short of leaving this country, there is going to be no escape from this deep crapshow we're all in. So that's my piece. Consider us members now."[/color]

“Perfect! Oh, by the way one of the things I’m doing is selling fake Altered ID’s.” Floyd pulled out his wallet and took out his driver license which showed his altered status as negative. “Thanks to me having a graphic design company and one of the members of the Network’s ability we’ve been able to create fake scannable Altered ID’s that pass government checks, so if your caught at a checkpoint and provide this it’ll provide proof that your not altered. The going price for these is anywhere from $2500 to $7000 depending on how bad you need to hide that your altered, but for members I can help you get them for $1500 each.”

“Consider it done we need them, it’s not a matter of choice.” Jace reached in his pocket taking out a wad of cash, and counted out 30 hundred dollar bills handing them too Floyd. “Like I said were in, that’s for me and my journalist friend. How soon can we get those?” Jace wasn’t one to spend money quickly, but this was basically a get out of jail free ticket from the harsh anti altered laws, and after everything him & Sanzhar went through with Adam’s blackmail tactics he was eager to get it.

“I can get them to you in 24 hours so by tomorrow latest, just send me a picture of your license’s to this burner phone.” Floyd took out a business card for a random coffee shop that had the burner phone number scribbled on the bottom and handed it to Jace. “As for Adam I’m sure you have ways to get rid of the body, but you killed him so I don’t mind flying him away from here, Rita…has plenty of ways to get rid of bodies.” Floyd said the last part while shuddering a bit, showing that while he claimed her as his girlfriend he disapproved of her more violent & ultra criminalistic tendencies.

[color=6ecff6]“I’m sure she has better traits that led to your union.”[/color] Sanzhar shrugged at Floyd. [color=6ecff6]“Alright. I’ll... have to go home. The Adam situation has been dealt with so I don’t have a reason to be hiding...”[/color]

They will all be hiding soon, though.


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