Chulance

The Energy Storm

Jason Koravil

Time: Late Morning
Location: San Francisco, Military Camp
Interaction:

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Jason was reeling with anger from Saiyu’s death. Along with him was Tenzo, Saiyu’s older brother who had joined him on his escapades to fight for the rights of other Altered humans in the trying times that President Forrester had in effect single handedly created with the harsh rules passed by his administration.

“Perhaps your wrong and she’s still alive, after all she was I mean is a powerful altered herself, any enemy force would want her under their control right.” Tenzo retorted to Jason, practically pleading with himself basically trying to figure out if Saiyu was still alive.

“N..No she’s gone Tenzo I heard it myself on the phone, she’s really gone.” They’d both dropped by Jason’s practice & seen the support meeting room littered with dead bodies. People who showed no signs of life whatsoever, without any indication of blunt trauma. The story had checked out & matched the horrific news that Jason had delivered. When the two were present at the facility Jason seemed to be stifling some tears but otherwise appeared to be quiet. Tenzo on the other hand had water-works that couldn’t be hidden or tamed, and was furious that his sister was murdered by this elusive and dangerous Lori Martinez.

Jason had seized control of a military camp on the outskirts of San Francisco, that would be their new base. Taking over the base had been fairly simple with his powers & those of the rest of the group gathered. Jason had used his telepathic powers on some of the soldiers guarding the front entrance to start things off.

You are under my control now, your orders are simple. Take up arms and murder as many of your fellow soldiers as possible. Do so quickly without mercy, without stopping, slaughter them like the animals they are! Kill as many of them as possible before you yourself are silenced, do not give them a reason for these murders, and if they try to restrain you instead of killing you in retaliation, then kill yourselves, those are my orders

Rapid gunfire & the sound of shots going off filled his ears. From they’re soldiers retaliated being forced to shoot at their supposed comrades in combat, then Jason had his people move in. First there was Clayton who had the power to absorb & harness solar energy, he took on a form that blackened his skin while causing solar energy to swirl around his body continuously at all times. Taking this form he unleashed large focused blasts of solar energy melting the skin off soldiers bodies literally. Then was Malina whose unique power allowed her to manipulate perception, moving like an unseen killer tearing through enemy lines slashing them apart with her already blood soaked blade.

Jason went on the offensive himself, of course he had donned his mask & other gear to protect his identity. He stepped forward unleashing a telekinetic shockwave that flipped over armored vehicles & tanks alike. Using his power he flung soldiers about, while also inducing horrific hallucinations that caused them to continue & resume shooting at each other. He was careful to configure and direct these horrid illusionary images towards other soldiers and not his own people. Another altered within his group named Asia swung her arms unleashing violent powerful winds that sent enemy forces reeling, whilst Felix waved his hand causing guns to jerk out the hands of soldiers & turn on them opening fire by themselves slaughtering their owners. Tenzo grabbed an armored truck converting it into energy and absorbing it. Followed by drawing his blade & slicing through the three soldiers who were manning the now non existent vehicle.

Tenzo spun around and slashed through some bullets that were nearing him as well as Asia & Clayton. “You will not strike my allies.” He yelled out then leapt into the air bursting through a guard tower and slashing through soldiers within while bullets nearing him were converted into energy & absorbed drawing even more strength & durability into him. A massive gust of air slammed into the tower causing it to topple over while Jason used his TK to pull Tenzo out of the collapsing tire and placed him on the roof-top of another building where two snipers were knelt down shooting at the resistance to no avail as both Jason & Felix used their powers to halt the bullets trajectory, reversing them towards others. Tenzo charged forward kicking one of the snipers off the roof to his death, then jammed his blade through the neck of the other one.

Clayton hurled a massive beam of solar energy towards the vehicle center demolishing parked vehicles, and soldiers attempting to flee towards them in hopes of manning them against the unified superhuman force attacking them. The sound of whirring blades was near defeating, but little to deter the forces. Asia used her powers of wind to propel Malina into the air towards the choppers, who tampered with the perception of the pilots causing two choppers to crash into each other. The other two pilots were remained immobile as Asia allowed her to drift inside where she drew her knife stabbing both the pilot & co-pilot, while violent winds sent the other chopper crashing into a convoy of soldiers on the ground killing them.

Felix then focused his power to dismantle the remaining tanks both parked & being currently operated. Jason slung one of the disabled tanks into a parked SUV which two soldiers were ducked behind. “You will all fall to our wrath, for enforcing Forrester’s directives you shall meet a swift and painful end.” He barked as he used his power to choke some nurses in the medical camp, before forming his invisible force into a slashing force which cut through the bodies of others in the infirmary. This was followed by levitating syringes full of sedatives & other drugs, then causing them to surge forward implanting into soldiers in the infirmary causing a painful negative reaction as the conception of drugs being injected into them had lethal results. As two soldiers threw grenades and one threw a flash grenade, he ensured all three projectiles with his power then had Asia unleash. Blast of wind sending them back at the would be attackers with disastrous painful results for the soldiers.

“Backup we need” One soldier ducked off in the corner next to a training facility was attempting to call for help only for the radio he was using to be crushed by unseen force. “What the”

“Thought you were going to get assistance from others.” Jason retorted sadistically as he lifted the soldier into the air and slammed him against the outer walls of the training facility. Then with a motion of his finger he lifted. Combat knife from the soldier’s utility belt and caused it to slide into the soldier’s throat. Blood splurged out of the soldier as Jason released his grip allowing the soldier’s body to hit the ground with a thud. Asia used violent winds to shatter the windows of the. Facility and blow back any soldiers gripping their guns positioned near the windows to open fire through them. Felix caused the men’s gun inside to zoom out of their hands scattering them across the room, while Jason began striking down the disgruntled confused soldiers with telekinetic force blasts.

Clayton unleashed a gargantuan solar blast that demolished the side wall of the facility and Jason caused the remaining vehicles to zoom forward crashing into any remaining soldiers & personnel inside the facility including the hallways. He used his power to levitate himself and propel himself forward through the remains of the facility, listening for thoughts of any soldiers still living. He stumbled on three female soldiers barricaded in a room, and used his power to cause the door to open by itself.

With his mental powers he caused them to drop their guns and undergo intense panic attacks leaving them unfit and able to effectively respond to his intrusion into their room. “Oh what’s the matter, too scared to fight back, no matter I know you all typically rely on your strength in numbers directed towards preferably weak or even harmless targets. Unfortunately neither me or my crew either of the sort.” He used his power to cause the long hair of one of the women to wrap around her neck and constrict choking her with her own strands of hair, while causing one woman to be lifted to the ceiling then slammed into a wall repeatedly drawing blood until she too was dead, then used a crushing force on the last soldier causing the invisible force to push at her from all angles literally and brutally crushing her alive forcing her body to contort in ways it wasn’t suppose to.

Within the next ten minutes the camp was littered with the bodies of dead military operatives, demolished vehicles & some buildings with intense structural damage. Using his powers he relayed a telepathic message to the others that all the enemy forces in the base were now deceased, and did on final telepathic sweep to check for any survivors in the area as well as to see if any had managed to escape. Alright Felix, and Asia help me clean up the rubble from the mashed vehicles & buildings, Tenzo if you still have ample strength you can help as well. Everyone else gather in the recreation area, oh and someone should go ahead and bring in the RV full of food & other supplies we have so we can stock up our new base, everyone has their orders let’s move out. Jason had no remorse for the brutality he’d just lead against the members of the base, in his eyes they’d adhered to the call to the action that Forrester commanded. Thus they were the enemy, these soldiers were a tremendous help to local law enforcement in protecting check-points, providing secured muscle for scientists at the blood testing centers & of course offering up major assistance to police in arresting altered victimized by the U.S Government’s increasingly oppressive directives being issued against his kind.

The time for niceties was long gone, whilst he wasn’t going to go on murderous rampages filled with civilian targets like Lori Martinez, he had no qualms for carrying out organized brutal hits on the armed forces that were directed to enslave & eliminate them. Second chances, forgiveness & mercy were not things that had ay room in his blood thirsty vengeful mind, he’d allowed Justice to take the reins throughout this entire hostile take-over of the base. However with the blood now spilled, he was the one piloting his mind & body again. Still very upset & reeling from Saiyu’s death he felt that he could concoct this aggressive behavior even without Justice right now. Still he was raised on the principle of if something wasn’t broke then it didn’t require fixing. In times of strategic planning & delivering comforting words to the others he would be Jason, but in times of conflict Justice would be in the driver’s seat. This allowed for him to have each of his personalities play the positions that best fit their roles, ad with the untimely passing of the woman he loved he was drifting away from the kind considerate therapist, no now he was just Reaper.

The Energy Storm

Adora Zayas

Time: Afternoon
Location: California
Interaction:

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Earlier That Morning

Adora was grateful for her new partnership with Chloe Bates, the co director of Liberty as well as a high ranking member of Department of Homeland Security. It was time to start taking control for “The Collective” & this appearance on the Benny Stein show was a key. Early in the morning Adora had made her appearance on the Benny Stein show to make an announcement. Benny Stein had grown in popularity & was well known for his anti altered beliefs which his platform had become associated with delivering.

Numerous people political, celebrity & otherwise when taking a stance or negative viewpoint towards altered humans aligned themselves with Stein to do so. Adora was no different, and frankly it felt exhilarating to bring more attention to herself rather then her guise as Lori Martinez. After all Adora Zayas wasn’t some unknown individual, she’d built a name for herself as a model, & popular fashion designer. Of course both of those careers paled in comparison to the real estate empire she’d inherited from her husband’s untimely demise.

“As owner of Zayas Properties, I want to do my part in society to help with the tragedy that’s befallen our nation. I wanted to announce this message on your show Stein because your one of the few people that’s taking a stance in this nation against the altered that’s much needed. I won’t go as far as to agree with your statement that they should all be locked away on some island with the key tossed away until scientists figure out a “cure” to purge their powers. That’s too inhumane, but what I can support is the idea that these people are too dangerous to be around the rest of us. As a result Zayas Properties will no longer rent to Altered humans, and will be removing all altered tenants from it’s properties. Any and all rental & apartment complex’s under Zayas properties will have to adhere to these rules effective immediately.” Adora finished saying on the show.

Benny Stein seemed to be listening to her words with a gleam in his eyes, any news that was negative for altered was something he was happy to host on his platform. “I see I see, I can understand your views & wanting to moderate. Especially someone like you who like many in the media & fashion industry rely on & require fans, some of which I’m guessing may be altered.”

“Well I’d have know way to know which if any of my fans are altered humans. However I wouldn’t imagine it to be too far of a stretch of the imagination to assume that some of my fans are altered. To them I say I harbor no personal feelings of ill will towards you, but simply ask that you do what’s good for all of society. There’s been far too many incidents that they have been a-part of since the day the Energy Storm reared its ugly head in our nation’s skies & 10 million lives were brutally lost. This directive doesn’t come from a place of hatred or misunderstanding but rather of dire need to manage an almost unmanageable situation. At the heart of this matter too is that altered are not the prevailing majority in our society, and as such the rules cannot be made to coddle & accommodate them, especially when some of them are living weapons. I ask that other property owners enforce similar measures to provide safety to our tenants & work towards restoring order in this country!"

“So just to play devil’s advocate for a mere moment, what of those who would cry out that your actions are outright discrimination. There will surely be people who protest what your doing with your company, who claim that your actions have led to homeless altered or perhaps even being the catalyst of violent reactions from enraged altered who feel they are unfairly striped of their homes.” Benny replied smoothly, while he shared the opposite views entirely, he still did his job and worked his way around to inquire how his guests felt about their supposed measures or ideas.

“Again accommodations must be made for the majority and it’s as simple as that. Any altered who are displaced by this measure will receive their security deposit back as well as the entirety of this month’s rent even if it’s been partially used. This should allow them the financial means to seek arrangements elsewhere, but seeing as how most of my properties ran by my company are typically in the heart of cities or other congested areas I think I’m only doing my duty as an American citizen & business owner by banning altered humans from dwelling within them. Also I’m volunteering a $5000 reward to any and all information that pertains to any altered humans who attempt to circumvent or ignore these new measures for my property entirely. Lastly I will be working to expand Zayas properties to encompass more apartment complex’s to hopefully further spread these no altered resident measures. I believe the state of California in particular after the murders from the Lori rampage will be quite receptive to this new law.”

Adora responded cooly, seeming to satisfy all of Benny’s questions he posed while playing advocate. The interview continued, but Adora had made her presented the most important thing she wanted to announce.

Present Time

Adora was browsing youtube scrolling down to read comments about what her anti altered rules. It seemed a great many people were in support of what she said, and encouraged many to want to seek out residence at complex’s run by Zayas Properties. With the rising anti altered sentiment in the country, her announcement on the Benny Stein show had raised her popularity. It was a massive & well welcomed ego boost to surf not only youtube but other social media platforms & see that many were labeling her as a socially conscious businesswoman.

After her husband’s death, & inheriting his company she felt like she had something to prove. While she was recognized as the official owner after his passing, there were many even among her peers who felt her inheritance of the company wasn’t earned. In a sense they were right as she was only in charge because her former husband croaked. It amused her to no end to imagine what those naysayers would say or think if they only knew that she herself played a role in her own husband’s death.

Of course Altered Lives Matter had denounced her as a terrible person & someone on the “Wrong side of history”. But commentary from them & others with their views had little effect on her, as well as the rising stock of her company. Some were even saying she paved the way for other property owners to implement similar measures, taking advantage of the emergency altered Act which made it legally possible to evict all altered human residents without much fuss.

She grabbed her credit card & utilized it to chop some powder on her desk in-front of her into a couple lines. This was followed by her getting a glass of rely on ice to take some sips from, whilst inhaling the chopped lines with a quarter of a straw. Suddenly she felt ambushed with. A surge of pain and leaned over dropping her straw. “What the hell:”

For the past few days she’d been undergoing random bouts of pain. Noticeably the less drugs she consumed, the more intense & frequent these experiences were. Causing her to at first deduce these were the effects of her serious drug habit finally becoming more prevalent. Her vision was blinded and suddenly she was hurtling through a memory that wasn’t her own. Thrust into Trent Coltrane’s memories one of her first victims she saw visions of him investigating the Forresters.

“Something isn’t right, this is all beginning to make sense. Or in some ways not make any sense at all.” Trent said to himself as he scrubbed his chin with his index fingers. His investigation was sending him in loops then dead-ins. “But this all has to do with them, I thought I was on to something when I found out they cheated the election. But that was just the tip of the iced-berg, hell the how they pulled it off shattered it alone, but this melts the whole damn thing.” Trent muttered to himself as he stepped forward over some trash and overt a desk to pick up a file.

“The legend of Slain & the Slayers, lessons from Toneri..” As Trent spoke more his voice trailed off, and Adora found herself back in her living room. Or rather she never left physically only venturing into this mysterious vision of one of her victims memories mentally. Beads of sweat rolled down both sides of her face, and she had to brush her hair out of her eyes. Pulling sweat soaked strands off her cheeks she noticed her heart was pounding & her breathing had been heavy.

The vision was such a surreal experience, it was like a live auditory visual experience that she viewed in third & first person simultaneously. To her she viewed the experience from within Trent’s eyes while side by side watching from a third person angle. This wasn’t the first time these visions had occurred, they’d started after her seventh altered victim. Now she lamented in the fact that her ability didn’t just allow her to pull in abilities. Her talents let her pull in memories, personality traits, talents, even other’s life & energy. It seemed these additional Rogue like benefits had come with a troubling & terrifying cost.

“This can’t be happening to me, I keep trying to get something new to quell the side effects, and the new shit comes with it’s own batch of side effects. I’ve got to be careful before I get something that all together clashes with the nature of something I already have, to the point that it causes me to fall apart.” There was real fear in Adora’s voice as she analyzed the situation, she had basically been modifying her genetic structure over and over with her ability by harnessing the traits of other altered. But there was a certain draw to it that made her lust to not only drain altered, but regular people.

Beyond that this mysterious feeling that afflicted her caused her to not only drain people, but hunger for there flesh. What is this, between this & these random flashbacks and headaches I’m starting to get worried. No I will find something to fix this, someone has to have something to fix this Adora’s hands were now shaking causing her to use TK to grasp her glass of crown & two it over chugging the remaining contents. She then almost immediately went into a coughing spree from the angle she downed the alcoholic contents mixed in with the burn and feeling additional pain in her chest.

“Damn it damn it all to hell, I am suppose to become the greatest, the best, this cannot be happening! Not to me!!!!! I won’t let Kareem be right, you won’t be right, you were wrong!!!” Adora screamed out using TK to fling the glass cup against her wall smashing it, becoming infuriated at the mention of her now deceased husband’s name.

Kareem…Kareem…Kareem

Her husband’s name tumbled through her mind, her subconscious crying out at the mention of the name. The emotional pain that surged through her elected surprise from the murderess, was this regret? This tight feeling that overwhelmed her whenever her husband came up unexpectedly, when engaged in interviews she prepared herself accordingly. But when she was off indulging herself in narcotics to purge herself mentally & physically of the turmoil associated with harmful & brutal memories of her past, that was the last place she expected to be filled with sorrow & locked in an aggressive power struggle with regrets from the depths of her inner subconscious.

He was weak, he was not needed. For us to be who our true self, our truest form then his passing was necessary

“What the hell, who was that.” Adora spun around analyzing her surroundings to look for another person, but there was no third party present with her. This elicited further confusion for the killer who stood up rapidly, summoning electricity to her finger tips. This rapid rising combined with summoning another power caused her to stumble forward to her knees as her body was rocked with waves of pain, followed by additional flashes of memories that came from some of the numerous people she’d drained & consumed with her abilities. “Fuck..Fuck..fuck!” Adora muttered under neath her breath as she clenched her jaw & grinder her teeth trying to focus on that feeling to block out & ignore the other pain that spawned in the rest of her mind & body, as well as surprise & choke down the distorted murmurs of a strange vile voice that blurts out random sentiments periodically in the few moments of sobriety Adora experienced before resuming her continuous consumption of a mountain of substances to nullify this roller coaster of emotions & unpleasant unwelcome sensations & feelings.

The Energy Storm

Jonah Hanes

Time: Afternoon
Location: San Francisco, Coffee Shop
Interaction:

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Jonah had pulled into a parking lot and pulled the keys out of the ignition. He’d made some calls but had received some troubling news on his way to his destination. Lester Hines wasn’t at home, and hadn’t been spotted in a few days at any of his usual locations. Of course they had him on record going to speak with. SFPD and voice his concerns to some Officer Dean Rivers regarding project krypton and the similarities between it and what was going on with Oakland. That would normally be a red flag, but considering he checked out as someone who legitimately worked on the project and volunteered information to the authorities it made it so he wasn’t exactly a likely suspect.

Still Jonah’s current investigation didn’t rest solely on Hines being the primary suspect to be succesful. That would be great, but in truth there were no solid leads on Boost distribution not to mention original manufacturing. As he was sitting in his car awaiting his order to be finished which he’d made online before pulling in he received a call. Whipping out his phone he saw It was from Nathan Forrester.

“Hello, Forrester what’s going on”

“Hmmm enjoying the success of my life, but sometimes everyone isn’t playing there roles correctly. Today that someone is you Director Hanes.” Nathan replied godly over the phone causing some shivers along Jonah’s back.

“And what exactly is it that you’re talking about?” Jonah replied defensively wondering what he was talking about.

“The woman, Martinez I know you’ve uncovered some information about her, valuable at that. We need to make her a prime target, and bring her into custody immediately. Because this transgression isn’t that large I won’t hold it against you. In-fact I have a weapon that will serve as an essential tool in bringing down someone of her caliber”

“Wait you have a weapon for her?” Jonah replied, while he was on the defensive at first, now he himself was curious about what Nathan meant. What sort of weapon could he have obtained or manufactured to combat Lorizilla working with a biotech company.

“Yes, and your not in a position to be asking the questions are you Hanes? No, so go back to doing your job which is surprisingly enough “doing” and not “asking” things from your superiors, good day,” The phone line ended and Jonah felt a rise of anger briefly.

He didn’t enjoy being bossed around like a simple fool, after all he was a director himself. Still he had stepped out of line with what he’d done in a way, so he could understand Nathan’s frustrations. Just then he received an update that his expresso was done and decided to abandon any thoughts of aggression towards Forrester as he stepped out the car. His wife’s betrayal was starting to get at him, dragging his personal affairs into his professional life. That was something he couldn’t allow not if he wanted to bring down all the altered humans.

Jace Williams

Time: Late Morning
Location: Oakland, Downtown
Interaction: @The Man Emperor

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Jace was out on patrol as Shade, since joining the Network a few days ago there hadn’t been much change in his life. Well except for the fact that he now had others he could work with towards his goals, it turns out him & Floyd had a common enemy in Lionel. The metal skinned gangster with a degree in extortion was also targeting a business Floyd had recently acquired called TAP.

“I’d love to get my hands on him.” Jace thought to himself but he was locked in combat with some other enemies. Two bozos who were particularly stronger then the average thug was suppose to be, they’d already tanked a few blows from his enhanced strength with little more then discomfort.

“What’s the matter Shade? Your lil trick ain’t working on us, you no the only one with gifts around here motherfucker.” The thug replied as he charged forward causing Jace to duck and roll under his punch narrowly avoiding the powerful swing.

I can’t afford to get hit by them, if they ain’t folding over from my blows, no telling what happens if I get hit by one of there’s. Jace decided before whipping out a gun pointing it at the other thug.

“Oh you really think that’s going work? Sum super motherfucker you are, you run into some folks you can’t flick aside and you already running back to guns. Go on shoot me, like it’s going do you any good.” The man barked as Jace pulled the trigger. The thug was blown away, literally as the bullet tore through his chest and blood spewed as he stumbled back and collapsed against a fire hydrant.

“Clyde!?!!!!” The first thug yelled out but it wasn’t long before he joined his friend. He too was peppered by bullets from Jace, who’d focused his strength boost power into his gun rather than himself. He tucked the weapon in his waist and took out his phone to see a coded message from Sanzhar. “Hmm that important huh.” Jace replied as he made his way over to his car, a rental he acquired on a Turn account that belonged to one of his home girls. Hopping into the vehicle he plugged the key into the ignition and sped off. Oakland was infested with gangsters who were demonstrating enhanced strength & durability which had become a massive problem for the police department & even soldiers deployed.

So much so that today he hardly received any resistance from uniformed law enforcement to his attempts to help combat this new threat. Jace forwarded Sanzhar’s message to Floyd, and sent one of his own to Sanzhar.

What time do you want to go fishing today?

The Energy Storm

Adora Zayas

Time: Late Evening
Location: Downtown San Francisco
Interaction:

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Two Days Prior
Adora was ready to make her move, her new ability from the LAPD officer had proved invaluable to her plans. The ability to hear a needle in a hay-stick or the words of one person whispering amongst a crowd of loud people was her meal ticket to power just as she’d predicted.

Her usage of the power was to gather intel, to acquire information she’d otherwise have no way of obtaining, While the woman she targeted for this power had used her gifts to enforce the law, Adora had much more sinister plans in mind for the power’s usage. The current person she was going after was Saiyu Kazamoto, an interesting individual. A woman who was in a relationship with Jason Koravil.

Apparently from what she’d managed to overhear Koravil was a therapist with a legitimate practice, who was hosting evening altered support group meeting therapy. In which people with abilities gathered to discuss the impact these powers had on their lives, and their continued progression in society. He’d started this interesting practice six weeks ago, and some visitors had taken the idea back with them to other states. Although it originated from California, which was music to her ears.

Altered support groups sounded like a very valuable niche she could utilize for her own purposes and she was already in the process of doing further research online. On both the clear & darkest sides of it’s existence for intel about more support groups elsewhere in the country hoping to drop in. After all she was an altered individual and she did need support, of course the support she wanted the group might not want to give to her.

She had taken the appearance of a random African American woman she’d ran into on the streets. Lori Martinez was not the guise she wanted to be under while in attendance of this support group. After all in the wake of Lori’s giant murderous rampage it would only serve to draw immediate negative attention to take that form. She’d made her way to Koravil’s practice this very evening where the support group was being held. Upon entering the room she saw it was a. Fairly well lit room that screamed open thought clinical setting. There was a small table with refreshments and iced tea for visitors to indulge in.

However she didn’t find herself with much of an appetite, for food anyway. Saiyu her main target was already getting set up, greeting the altered who’d dared to come out to the meeting for support.

“Yes please I’m glad you made it, oh no Koravil isn’t here tonight he’s away on business matters. Oh yes the refreshments are for everyone.” Saiyu spoke with a bright & cheerful tone to those that asked her questions here & there as they got settled. Adora made her way over to Saiyu to introduce herself, going for a handshake, but getting a hug instead. After the embrace ended Saiyu welcomed her.

“I’m glad you could make it here, your new as well, there’s two others that are new today. Although the group today isn’t that large as you can see it’s only a few people. That’s to be expected with everything going on, not to mention the curfew we’re technically in violation of or at least will be once an hour of this meeting passes by.” Saiyu noted, she knew there were altered who were in fear of these new laws. Of course this wasn’t a revolutionary meeting, this was a support group. Still her & Jason had been making arrangements with a kind bus driver who’s sympathized to their plight & offered free rides to & from the group. It felt safer that way to utilize public transportation to get altered back to their destinations after the hours of curfew, rather then risk altered using their own means of private transportation & getting hemmed up at check-points which were far more inquiring about people’s whereabouts & genetic status at night.

“Thank you so much, you know it was hard for me to come out here. With everything going on in the country, the way people speak about us. But there’s just no one I can speak to this about in my personal life, I can’t risk the details of what I am making it’s way through my circle.” Adora said in a timid voice that was unlike her true demeanor. She wanted the person she was pretending to be to have the opposite personality of how she regularly acted. Honestly she was starting to develop a love for performance, pretending to be so many different people, maybe being an actress was in her future.

“I understand, and so does everyone who comes to these. Most of us can’t speak to others in our lives about this. We have to hide it from everyone our family, our parents, our co-workers, for some of us even our lovers.” Saiyu let the last part stretch-out with an air of sadness about the situation many altered humans now found themselves in. The Lorizilla incident had only served to make things worst & draw more criticism to their very existence. Their species as a whole was seen as a burden & even worst to many a definite threat to the existence of this nation’s safety.

Adora took a seat in one of the many metallic fold-up chairs set up around in a circle in the center of the room. After Saiyu spoke to a few more people & refreshments were passed around Saiyu took the center to kick-start the meeting.

“Hello and welcome to everyone who came here to this altered support group. I want everyone to know that this is a safe space, where your able to discuss any & every facet of your lives and what becoming altered has done to you. I ask that the things we speak about here to stay here, I believe it is essential to the longevity & security of the group. We have a private bus-driver who is offering rides homes for those who are wary of using their own means of private transportation after the hours of curfew, but we also offer first rides before curfew ends for those who do not want to take that risk which is understandable. I want to be clear this is not a gathering of people to protest or fight against the government’s oppression. To be very clear I do not support the government’s actions & find the laws they are passing against us as a whole detestable. These measures being implemented will not be on the right side of history, still the meaning of this if for people like us to congregate and be able to share any & everything about how they feel about this situation.” Saiyu continued

She was very welcoming & seemed to put the people at ease. Like the front Adora put up, it seemed others in attendance of the meeting were nervous about coming here. In the back of some minds was the lingering feeling that this might possibly be a trap of some sorts. After all the laws of the land were clear about what altered could & could’t do. The Emergency altered act passed by the Forrester Administration hadn’t shied away on it’s more discriminatory details.

Soon the meeting was going along perfectly, and it was better then Adora could have hoped for. The people in attendance or rather altered voiced their growing concerns about the future of living as altered In America, some even going as far as to say they planned to leave the country as soon as America’s borders re-opened to escape what they perceived to be grotesque violations of personal freedom. Saiyu had arranged the chairs so that people where in a circle & everyone went around introducing themselves, their powers & the basic faces of their lives like occupation.

It seemed this group was a lucky one, in the sense that no one was part of an occupation that had outright banned altered involvement like law enforcement or the medical field. Under the name of Jasmine she’d spun a story of being a security guard with super hearing. As one man a karate instructor was speaking about his powers of nerve manipulation & how they’d actually helped him in his field which was combat oriented Adora decided now was the time to finally interrupt.

She made an ahem noise and stood up from her chair gathering the attention of everyone in the circle. Although Saiyu quickly spoke up to intervene. “Excuse me miss Jasmine not to be rude, but here we like to allow everyone to speak in order and wait until the metaphysical mic is passed before allowing others to speak. It makes the flow of these support meetings go properly and lets everyone feel as though what there saying is important, ya know let’s them be heard. I’m sure you didn’t mean any harm by just jumping in I simply wanted to let you know.” Saiyu responded calmly and with a kindness that was mostly foreign to Adora even on a good day.

“Oh my apologies, it’s just that I believe that my time here has come to an end.” Adora stated as a smile came across her lips.

“Oh I see the curfew is coming within the next 20 minutes, you want me to contact Jeff to arrange a ride back to your place I’m assuming. You did say you didn’t drive, as I’m sure most of us here didn’t in light of the laws that Forrester so graciously passed.” Saiyu’s sarcasm elicted some laughs from others in the room. They said laughter was the best medication next to time which was something that could be said to heal all wounds. Making light of the situation they were in wasn’t something that generally made altered happy. But here in this safe space, this group now at ease being around others like the facing similar plights it allowed the comedic commentary to not be received so harshly.

“Oh no I have my own ride,- infant I believe all of you will be coming with me in a sense.” Adora’s smirk grew and caused some confusion in Saiyu, while two of the others in this group of six including Adora started o grow uneasy with her words & the tone of her voic.

“What are you saying Jasmine, I do believe everyone here is enjoying themselves, and correct me if I’m wrong, but no one else is ready to leave yet. With Jeff’s bus there’s almost a near guarantee that we won’t run. Into any trouble going home.”

“Oh but that’s just it Saiyu, nobody’s going home, except for me. I must say this was a pleasant meeting, and although I personally didn’t indulge in any of the refreshments except the iced tea, quite splendid if I may say so myself, all things must come to an end, including my tenure here and you guys’s existence.” Adora said and sprung forward unleashing an electrical arc onto Saiyu who screamed in pain as she was struck by the electiric attack.

Instantly the other four altered jumped up, including the karate instructor. “You bastard!” The instructor cried out, but Adora lunged forward flying tackling the instructor. The two tumbled to the ground as she managed to tackle the martial arts teacher out of his chair. Using her base power she drained him o his ow powers and very life essence itself. The man cried out in agony as she drained him with her powers.

One of the altered woman sprung into action, summoning the shadows to her aid. Tendrils of shadows sprung forth to wrap around Adora to restrain her, who responded by sending forth electrical surges that flowed through the shadows until they struck the woman who’d summoned them. The shadow manipulating woman cried out as she was struck down by the same power Adora had used on Saiyu who was now bleeding & slumped against a chair trying to recover from her electrifying experience.

The remaining two altered both went to try their hats at using their own powers to bring down Adora’s sudden & violent assault of the meeting. One shot forth a stream of ice, while the other caused spiked vines to emerge from the ground beneath Adora and strike her. She screamed in pain as the vines tore at her, but managed to use her flight to avoid the beam of ice.

“Enough” Adora roared as electricity surged from her body in all directions striking both the plant & ice user, while Saiyu herself was breathing heavily and leaning against a wall. “You..you monster….you come after your own kind..just to take.” The group leader struggled to speak beneath pained breaths.

Adora tested one of her new powers dipping into the shadows, and emerging behind the ice user grabbing him draining him painfully, before using TK to break the arms of the plant user, as she cried out in pain ADora flew forward tackling her into one of the metal chairs from the meeting. Adora gathered electricity in her fists and pummeled the plant user with a series of brutal punches before grabbing hr neck and draining her. As she finished Adora licked her lips turning to Saiyu who leaning against the wall and began walking out of the meeting room.

“I…must call…Koravill.” Saiyu muttered to herself as she got outside the room and took out her cell phone to call her partner, and let him know what was going on. Quickly going to her speed dial contacts she mashed down on 4 and awaited as her phone began ringing.

“Hello” Jason’s voice was o the other line, and quickly he became recepveitve to the fact hat Saiyu had erratic breathing and sounded like she was in pain.” “Saiyu what’s going on?! Areyou okay, did the cops raid the meeting”

“N..No..not cops…big girl…Lori she’s.” As Saiyu was speaking, suddenly Adora had plants burst through the wall and wrap around Saiyu who screamed out as the pants lurched her back through the newly smashed wall and dragged her over. Saiyu reached for the phone only for Adora to use TK to bring it over to her ear.

“Hello, Saiyu can’t talk right now she’s preoccupied.” Adora said sinisterly, eliciting an angry response from Jason.
“You…your the bitch from the news! NO! Don’t touch her, or I sweaer.”

“Goodbye, hope you guys aren’t ending things on bad terms.” ADora hung up the phone and slammed it o the ground then stepped on it a couple times before kicking it saide into a wall, the weakened Saiyu tried to focus her power on Adora to cause her to be overwhelmed only for Adora to unleasha. Powerful electric blast to Saiyu rendering her unconscious. “That was a close one.”

ADora muttered to herself walking over to Saiyu and leaned down placing her hand on Saiyu’s forehead. Using her power caused Saiyu to scream & cry out in agony as Adora fully drained her of hr life. “Delicious.”

One Day Prior
Chloe was on edge about this meeting, but that couldn’t be helped considering the nature of who she was meeting. Or at least the nature she assumed this person had based off the prior actiosn she’d witnessed or attributed with her creation. She was sitting in an office building of private attorney and waiting for someone.

Finally a woman entered and Chloe raised an eyebrow. The woman who entered was now who she was expecting. An auburn haired Indian woman dressed in traditional doctor’s garb white coat & all. She was also able to notice a name-tag on her that said the name Nira Muhaney on it that was also an indication that this wasn’t the person she was waiting to see.

“Umm are you in the right office ma’am?” Chloe asked with a raised brow causing the woman to laugh.

“Ma’am you are a visitor within this complex, and your asking if I I”M the right person?” Nira responded with a heavy dose of sarcasm and a response that made Chloe feel a bit stupid as Nira stated aloud what she’d essentially just done. “I am the person you are expecting tho ma’am follow me into the office.” Nira finished elicting some confusion from Chloe who followed her into the office making sure her weapon was within reach.

As they entered the office Nira’s form changed to that of Lori Martinez almost causing Chloe to draw her weapon but she kept her cool.

“So I take it you thought about what we discussed? About the Collective, I’ve done my own research on you people, so there’s no need to lie? As I stated in my message, I don’t want to be your enemy far from it”

“Yeah, tell that to people of San Francisco, Lori if that’s who you even really are, with the little appearance shifting show you put on you could be anybody.” Chloe retorted as she folded her arms.

“Quite the perceptive one aren’t you, I guess you wouldn’t be able to proceed as far as you have in life and become head of homeland security if you weren’t.” Adora responded cheeky although it seemed Chloe had little patience for her antics.

“Let’s say your right, and your little research panned out correctly. How do I know your not gonna screw me over, your not exactly the most trustworthy individual after all.” Chloe responded unfolding her arms and finally taking a seat. While she was in no way, shape, or form fully trusted this woman she believed her as far as the fact that she needed her & wanted to partner with her.

“Because your still alive right now, and there’s no one else around. You witnessed the news coverage correct, so if you think that gun tucked in your waist can stop me then your a fool, and I don’t believe you to be a fool. Part of you had to at least somewhat believe my words and invitation to join forces or else you wouldn’t have shown up here alone, or well relatively alone a least.”

“Fine you have a point, but if you cross me with anything you said, then I won’t be coming at you alone, I’ll have the full force of homeland security & Liberty behind me. And you may have some others quaking in your boots because a couple hallow rounds can’t kill you, but your not invincible far from it, everything dies out here, especially things that are alone.”

“Precisely why I want and need your help director. I’m glad it seems we’ve been able to come to a resolution, and look forward to a fruitful partnership together.” At Adora’s response the two women shook hands and a devious grin formed on the disguised doctor’s face. Just another key being unlocked that takes me one step closer to realizing the Collective’s goals

The Energy Storm

Floyd Banker

Time: Afternoon
Location: San Francisco, The Condo
Interaction: @FunnyGuy Michael Hayes

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Floyd relented he didn’t want to pester Mike about going after Lori, after all they had just got their asses handed to them by her. Aside from wiping her out being a major benefit to the Network, he was truly concerned about just how she stumbled into their residence. In his mind the ideal scenario was that Paige herself was a beacon to Martinez & whom she’d actually been following. As she’d seemed disinterested in their abilities he was almost able to make this work in his mind, a sort of real life head-cannon to explain the events that had just transpired in the living room hours ago.

“Alright my bad I didn’t mean to piss you off, but as for joining her I know your just pissed right now saying shit like that. That bitch is a monster, as for the unkillable clearly she’s killable”. Which means I’m still killable huh, well makes sense I don’t think there’s anybody that really can’t die. But I ain’t Claire Bennet, I’m not finna make attempts to see what does or don’t work. Floyd briefly amused himself with those fleeting thoughts of a character he found to be truly Annoying from one of his favorite tv shows who had a similar power to the one Paige had wielded.

“Anyway that’s a bet I’ll dump her ass out in the blue, we need her gone. And hey don’t beat yourself up too bad, the important thing is we’re both still alive right. There’s so much going on now the world’s literally going apeshit, and as for us I’m sure we’ll get stronger ourselves, we just need to really get a grip on these powers we have. Oh before you go I got you something.” Floyd fetched his wallet from his pocket, and whipped out an altered ID. Walking over to Michael he handed it to him with a smile. It was a copy of Michael’s driver license generated with Amalia’s powers but it had his altered status as negative, and by power it stated N/A.

“I figured you might want one of these, I’m charging for em, but I’ll let you slide with the homie/roommate discount of free, means you don’t have to worry about check-points there scannable and everything.” Floyd added letting Mike know the doctored ID’s produced by Amalia’s power were safe to use & hand to officers or soldiers at a checkpoint & would even scan.

“Anyway be safe bro.” Floyd concluded before turning to head upstairs to the attic. He wanted to get Paige’s lifeless corpse out of their house as soon as possible. The one good thing about the way she’d been killed was there was no signs of blunt trauma, but their own tussle with her in the living room had messed it up.

The Energy Storm

Jonah Hanes

Time: Afternoon
Location: San Francisco, Liberty HQ
Interaction:

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Jonah was reeling from the obstacle they were facing. What started off as fear of a white altered had become both better & worst in the past three days. Whilst he had concluded that they weren’t about to face a slew of people like him that mattered manifesting powers, instead they were left facing a much more sinister plan. As Tommy had predicted Oakland had been engulfed in gang violence, a kind of which they’d never seen before.

After dealing with Tommy, reports started pouring in of bank robberies, jewelry store heists, shops being extorted & the culprits being abnormally strong & highly resistant to traditional gunfire just like Shade. Except they weren’t Shade, as in not as powerful as him but still the threat wasn’t one to be ignored.

Boost was the real culprit behind this sudden surge in enhanced gangsters that plagued the town. It was a synthetic drug that seemed to grant people temporary abilities. The powers derived from this power granting formula included increased strength, durability & reflexes. Aside from that it also had the effect of raising the potency of or like the namesake “Boosting” the powers of regular Altered. Right now along with hunting Lori, finding the source of Boost production & halting it was one of his & Liberty’s main priorities.

While it was clear that this Boost substance originated from somewhere in the Bay Area, it had spread to neighboring stats. Reports were pouring in of incidents with thugs terrorizing their community under the effects of boost, as well as regular altered criminals getting their hands on it to facilitate their crimes with more impunity than before.

“Sir” Patricia called out, Jonah looked up to see his assistant peaking her head through the door. Jonah nodded and waived his hand to let her in. She was truly one of the few people who he felt entirely had his back in the grim situation they were facing. The nation was in a state of duress, and many in the military worried that if these antics continued destabalizing the country from within they’d be perceived as weak on an international scale & potentially open to attack from their enemies who might want to take advantage of this chaos that was tearing this democratic powerhouse apart.

“What’s going on Patricia? Any news about figuring out the source of Boost, or more on Lori’s whereabous? Hell even some news on Shade or Marcus at this point would be a godsend, we’re in the middle of a war on our own turf and right now it feels like we’re starting to loose this battle.” Jonah admitted to her something he wouldn’t normally tell his subordinates. But Patricia was one he trusted, and these circumstances weren’t exactly atypical of what the director was used to dealing with.

“It’s Co-Director Bates, she wishes to have a meeting with you it’s in regards to Boost & some intel she’s managed to obtain from the military, “ Patricia answered to her clearly stressed out director. “Don’ be so hard on yourself Director Hanes, the events that are transpiring are not entirely under your control and being in a state of duress will not help to solve this situation. Forgive me for speaking out of term sir.” Patricia added at the end not wanting to seem as though se was directing the director.

“No your fine, I probably needed that right now. Send in Bates, I’d like to her what she has to say.” Jonah concluded, at this point any news would be good to hear a bout the situation & a potential resolution.

Patricia departed, and within the next ten minutes Chloe Bates was sitting in his office. She was the co-director of Liberty, but she’d been operating on the other side of country since he’d first arrived in California to investigate the Salzaras Cartel & their recruitment of Altered humans to aid them with trafficking narcotics over the closed US Borders. Chloe took a seat on the opposite end of his desk and placed a slightly thick yellow folder on top of it. Jonah reached for it and opened it starting to flip through the files & read the intel Chloe had presented.

“So as you can see Director Hanes, the US Military has voiced interest in this Boost formula. They believe that if were able to confiscate it at the source, it’ll prove to be an invaluable tool against the current altered threat & give our soldiers including the national guard that’s been deployed a necessary edge against the circumstances were facing. The Forrester Corporation has communicated to me, that they were in the process of working on a drug with similar functions last year known as Project Krypton, but that there lead scientist Lester Hines as well as three other high ranking scientists o the project ended up departing after a series of unreasonable differences.” Chloe continued speaking to Jonah on all the details they had about the situation & how the military wanted to proceed with this information.

“I see, the most pertinent danger of this substance is not the abilities for lack of better word that it grants, but the fact that it can enhance the already dangerous altered populace that we’re fighting to control. The Military & Forresters getting their hands on it & mass producing it, could be the nail in the coffin that makes opposing altered terrorist forces such as those led by Reaper, an edge against us in neutralyzing the threat across the nation, at the same time I can understand the concept. T’s no different then how we’ve incorporated altered humans among our ranks, and from what I’ve heard how certain branches of the military have refused to revoke membership/participation of soldiers who are discovered to have abilities. From a field report I read, one such soldier played a vital role in almost derailing Lori Martinez’s rampage on San Francisco a few days ago.” Jonah said in reference to Sergeant Gonzalez & his teleportation antics, which the navy had tried to use in conjunction with the national guard first responders to nullify the threat.

“Correct we just wanted your input before we move forward with this operation, we’ve yet to get any samples. But we have managed to nab three verified Boost users, two in California and one in Utah. Of course we haven’t yet been able to speak, and then there’s the matter of there pesky “Rights”. The emergency altered act which gives us less restrictions on tactics we can use against the enemy, don’t apply to them as they are not truly altered but simply regular humans using what amounts to the pinnacle of performance enhancing drugs to aid their crimes. Plus from what I’ve read, the crimes we’ve nabbed those three on aren’t anything majorly serious like murder, but more so petty theft & extortion.”

“Still they were seen using abilities correct? That’s under our jusidication, go ahead and put in an order to get them a transportation to Tartarus. From there they won’t have any communication with the outside world to derail our investigation & we can drill into them to get what we need to locate any source of Boost, I’ve got my own lead out here in the bay that I’m about to carry out.” Jonah did indeed have his own missions o carry out, he was still worried about Agent Fields who was still recovering after the confrontation with Tommy a few days ago. The blows she’d suffer from combatting him were serious and she was still recovering in, some medical professionals had even suggested that it was a miracle that she was making a full recovry or any recovery at all.

“Understood, I thought you might say that, I believe either way we go, we need to surpress any sort of information about this Boost from reaching the public. As far as the energy plague itself there’s been an uptick in cases, and there’s worry that a new variant is starting to manifest, right as were o the cusps of rushing to develop a vaccine. Which in theory will not only help with stopping the plague itself, but could potentially help halt any new cases of minorities becoming altered humans.” Chloe finished her statement to the head director, effectively communicating her stance on everything that was going on and how they should handle it.

After a few more minutes the meeting was adjourned, and both directors went their separate ways. Chloe went along to place the command to have the three suspects they had detained who’d used boost to enhance their criminal activities to the Tartarus Compound for further more unhinged investigation tactics, as well as communicating to the Military & Forrester Corporation that if they were able to seize any samples of boost, that Director Hanes had given the okay to begin efforts to both study it’s properties as well as try to replicate it for their own usage if possible.

Jonah tucked the files in his briefcase and left the office, instructing Patricia to handle communications while he was out. He simply told her he had a lead he was going to follow himself, and didn’t require any back-up. As he got into his Jeep & started the car he took out the files that Chloe gave him and glanced through them once more. “Lester Hines huh, I thought I recognized that name. That same scientist was reportedly in communication with SFPD in regards to a similar subject a few days ago, an officer Dean Rivers was the one in charge of that investigation and. He actually went through with it. If there’s anyone whose going to have any information about this, and Project Krypton it’s that guy and I have a hunch that he knows more about this whole situation then he’s letting on.”

Starting up his car, he mad his way out of the Liberty office parking garage. He was a man on a mission, to combat the various rising threats to national security that lately had left him pacing around the office in search of an answer to the many many problems he was facing. Worst of all was the fact that he was getting berated for his actions on all fronts, including the home one. He’d come to find out his wife had begun to develop sympathies towards the altered populace, going so far as to claim that one had “saved her life”. Although he’d grilled her he hadn’t been able to get her to confess to what exactly she mean by that.

But, what he did know was that meant she was all ears to her friend dawn & the Altered lives matter movement. The last thing he needed as a director was his own wife getting involved with that situation, but he’d reached out to his father who offered to help him with the situation. Jonah put those thoughts out of his mind as he reached a red light. He couldn’t allow issues from his home life to creep & seep into his professional one. When it came to family matters & problems, those needed to be handled by family. For now his primary lead and the target he was going towards was the man of the hour himself, Lester Hines.

Floyd Banker

Time: Afternoon
Location: San Francisco, The Condo
Interaction: @FunnyGuy Michael Hayes

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Floyd was shook from the events that had transpired this morning. Paige making her way into their home armed and ready to silence him. Working with Rita had culminated into so many problems, that he’d been thinking of cutting her off. The whole debacle with Adam Levely & Shade that had taken place a few days ago was just another reason, aside from the fact that his warehouse was wiped out.

Still at least they’d managed to get together the funds needed to purchase TAP, and now he was the legal owner of Taste of Paradise. Another good thing right now was that Lionel hadn’t reared hi ugly head around & popped into the premises as of late since his purchase. But right now the metal skinned thug was the least of his worries, Lori Martinez had personally become a problem for him & not just with the Network. She’d intruded the premises of this home just like Paige had, but with far more power & if not for the belief that she already had the same powers as him or Mike he believed she would have come after them as well to drain them as she’d done Paige.

He’d dragged the body of the now truly lifeless ex officer up to the attic, they’d need to get rid of her and fast. He was still worried that she may have alerted others or at least one party of her intent to “Visit” his home. The only thing that made him feel somewhat comfortable with the situation was the possibility the maybe she indeed didn’t tell anyone she was gonna swing by his condo as she’d come loaded & ready to blast his brains out.

He went into the kitchen area and sat down at the table in-front of his plate. As he started to dig into his food he turned to look at Mike who was conscious again after the confrontation with Lori. “Mike we’ve got to do something, as for Paige her body’s up there in the attic. She’s really dead, it seems that Lori chick can take powers like not copy them but really take them. That explains how she was able to do everything that took place during the attack downtown. First off I was thinking of grabbing Lori’s body and flying over to the ocean and dumping it. I think we have a better chance not getting in trouble going that route then going digging & trying to bury her ourselves anywhere around here. Two, I think Lori is a problem that me and you should try to handle man. I think she didn’t try to take our powers, because as far as she knew we both had electricity which she already seemed to have. But she’s wrong about both of us neither of us have that power, it’s just something we can do with our abilities. Plus we don’t even know how she found Paige at our spot, whether she was following her or had some type of power to track her. I think we should try to get stronger, get a better grasp on our powers and then…kill her ourselves.” Floyd concluded to his roomate, he wasn’t trying to take the government’s side. However Lori posed a threat to altered not only because she could take powrs, but because her actions were sure to result in more anti altered behavior & measures if she wasn’t stopped.

The Energy Storm, Superhuman RP

Hello 😁. Looking for additional players who are interested in a story about people suddenly acquiring powers after a massive energy storm. We aren't too far along and the plot is relatively easy to jump into. More details below.

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Bump!

The RP's concept and condition is the same as the above quote from the co-gm. So anyone who likes superhuman RP & storylines should check it out! Right now we only have four or five players, so there's plenty room for more to join & we're only a few pages in! Not to mention we can provide a recap for those who want to jump right in without reading the story prior to them entering! :)

The Energy Storm

Nathan Forrester

Time: Late Morning
Location: Las Vegas, Nevada - Corinthian Hotel Lobby
Interaction:

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“Ladies & Gentlemen in desperate times, there’s such a thing as desperate measures which take place to ensure our continued survival.” Nathan Forrester was seen addressing the public in an expensive Armani suit. He’d netted a interview on Fox News in regards to everything going on that he was tied to as a result of his family running the country the Forrester Administration.

His public approval & support ratings were widely varying in the past few weeks & months which was to be expected with his brother being the president of the United States. That and him federally legislating the use of their own family’s products to enforce new laws being instilled to handle the altered human situation. He was making this address in a well designed media studio/station not far from the Corinthian Hotel he was still staying at in in Vegas, Nevada.

“I know many American citizens are concerned with everything going on. It seems to be in these past few months we’ve suffered one tragedy after another. The “Energy Storm” itself that began all this followed by the energy plague & now the altered. There are many sectors & communities within our first world capital of freedom who are opposed or even divided by the new stipulations mandated by the emergency altered act. I’m here to say that although the Forrester Family may not have always be seen as heroes or “angels” to the public, that our goal is to re-distribute our wealth to those who need it. To monetize our ideas & companies now just to line our pockets or those of our family immediate & otherwise but to showcase my support for the American public & the monstrosity of a menace we are facing I Nathan Forrester am here to offer the public a solution.”

Nathan’s voice trailed off, as a flurry of reporters & other media employee’s hands shot up to either further inquire into Nathan’s proposition or aim to further discredit it. After a brief Q&A session which was rife with conflict and disagreements on both sides the older Forester brother finally & fully revealed his offer. “As many if not all Americans are nowhere, the national guard has been deployed to all fifty states to help with the enforcement of the blood tests. In order to support our troops & police across the country, the Forrester Corporation will be offering a $15,000 cash reward for information & whereabouts on any & all unregistered altered humans starting seven days from now.”

Nathan flashed a smile to the crowd as they went wild, if there was one thing that people loved in the land of the free it was cash. Money made the liberty obsessed continent spin around and around like the earth’s spinning. He’d thought on settling for ten grand a person, but felt fifteen was an adequate middle in between ten & twenty to get the ball rolling and of course this wouldn’t take place until a week after the testing. Already he’d donated some money in a pool with other Liberty backers & others whose financial interests thrived with anti altered activity to back these cash reward payments.

Dean Rivers

Time: Morning
Location: Downtown San Francisco
Interaction:

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Dean was worried about Paige, with her loosing her job for planting drugs on Floyd. The SFPD had a file on Floyd Banker as a suspected drug dealer & ties to the Salzaras Cartel. Some of their informants had heard of rumors that he might be involved with the cartel leader Hector Salzaras sister, but those rumors were unreliable & not based on any factual evidence.

From what he could dig up on paper about Floyd, this cat was from Atlanta & worked in the media, music & marketing industry. Of course that was ripe for crime as were many industries tied to hip hop & rap so that didn’t exactly make him presume innocence. Still there were other issues that were absorbing the majority of his focus in the department. Primarily the heavily overlooked rapidly rising kidnappings of females in Oakland & LA. For some reason San Francisco hadn’t had nearly as many women swindled from existence & uprooted from their lives.

Dean figured that it was easier to target women of minorities to raise less of a fuss. While the state was progressive, LAPD itself was still very corrupt & not exactly the most pro black police department in the country. In some ways there police force unit moved likee a gang, and it’s one reason he stuck with the SFPD. “Hmm maybe this will provide some answers.”

Dean was doing some more research on his laptop, going over the files of the missing girls. It was then Kenny his hispanic officer friend had came to sit down next to him and set some food on the table. “Tacos, beef, tomatoes, lettuce, sour cream, cilantro, three for me, three for you, and I got the good stuff.” Kenny reached for another bag pulling out a six pack of some bud light platinum cans.

“No not for me man not now, honestly not ever.” Dean admitted, he didn’t want to engage in the consumption of any alcohol on the job. Even if he was on the office & it was oe of the rules officers could easily skate as long as they weren’t caught racing around in their cruisers drunk looking for perps. His own nasty growing habit that he was ashamed of made imbibing on alcoholic beverages a potentially lethal idea. But of course he was’t going to advertise to other cops in his department that he was struggling with a budding addiction to prescription pain killers.

“Suit yourself, I admire you man I don’t know how you do it. Pouring over all those files about those chicks and your too holy for a drank, shit you might deserve to crack it, but me I deserve to crack this.” Kenny retorted with a laugh as he posed the cap off ad chugged some of his beer.

“Yeah I know I know, big bitch, Reaper, blah blah but that’s not shit I can do anything about right? We’re suppose to be dealing with drugs not Grim Reapers & Godzillas, hell the public is always saying we’re too militarized as it is, what kind of grants & equipment you think we’ll need to fight that kind of shit, then what will the nay-sayers say.” Dean replied with irritation as he begrudgingly began devouring some of the tacos. He was already keeping his body cleansed of everything besides the pills he was hooked on, he was going to eat some damn good tacos calories be damned.

“Rivers you’ve got someone who wants to talk to you.” A female officer had popped in, a caucasian woman named Lisa in her early 30’s. She had long Lucious brunette hair tied in a neat pony tail, and had a wonderful fragrance as her perfume. Lisa had transferred to LAPD three years ago from Atlanta, and had been with SFPD for a little over a year now. She was one of the more flirtatious officers in the force, and she had a passion for the job as her family was loaded.

“Oh really, who” Dean asked?

“Man you asking who, your out here playing super detective, you’ve got more perps coming down to the station “Just to talk” then anybody else. I won’t be surprised if you find the altered who melted the checkpoint, Lorizilla, and nail the Salzaras all while busting at least three truckloads full of dope by the end of the week.” Kenny shot back jokingly referring to Dean’s extensive work ethic.

“Yeah well I’m not officer Rojas huh, I didn’t suddenly get an ear for all sorts of mayhem going around town anymore then usual, just my same eye for detail. Come on I think I know who it is, wanna tag along Kenny?” Dean requested of the cop as he got up from his seat to follow Lisa.

“Nah you should spend some quality time with Lisa, you two make a good team, besides these tacos are calling my name.” Kenny replied clearly more interested in the taco’s and texting his tinder women then the case.

“Yeah well I’m taking my food Fat Kenny.” Dean interjected grabbing his bag with the remaining two tacos and following Lisa out into the hallway. Going around the corner they were led into the interrogation room. It was just as Dean had suspected, an old acquaintance of his Lester Hines. He was a renown African American geneticist and former star employee at the Forrester Corporation. Apparently he was working on a top secrete black-site project that was going to change the face of the United States Military & Law Enforcement around 18 months ago before the DIA said enough was enough.

“Officer Rivers.” Lester said calmly and held out a hand. Dean took a seat at the other end of the table and extended his own to shake it. Lisa decided to take herself a corner of the mostly empty room and lean against a wall.

“Forgive me for being rude, but I’m not much of a fan of the perks of being a wallflower. I agreed to speak with you Officer Rivers…Alone. That was the arrangement, but if you can’t honor that perhaps I can take my concerns to another department.” Lester retorted glaring at Lisa briefly before turning his attention back to Dean.

Lisa rolled her eyes and shrugged her shoulders. “Fine, I’m the nice one, but if you just want the bad cop so be it, I’m thirsty anyway. I’m about to grab some sprite you want one Dean.” Lisa asked as she made her way out the interrogation room sliding the door closed after Dean nodded in agreement.

“Alright the she’s gone, what’s going on Hines? I assume this isn’t a social event, life ain’t been the same since the Forrester well ran dry for you huh. You ain’t listen when I said to just drop that shit, so if your about to give me another rambling about the evils of the Forrester Corporation & Forrester Administration welcome to corporate America & the politicians it controls. Not to mention I don’t have the juice to swing anything that way.”

“Oh Dean please, I no longer harbor any negative feelings towards the Forrester’s, at least mostly. But I will admit this has something to do with my research, I believe someone out there has perfected it or rather developed an effective draft, and there right here local in California, San Francisco, Oakland & LA to be exact. I’m not here to pitch or encourage my previous work, I’m here to make sure it’s not being used to enhance the nightmare this country’s in and see if it ties to any of your ongoing cases that are turning this into Nightmare Frisco.”

Dean had both of his hands intertwined & folded in-front of him. As soon as Lester got to the point of the conversation, his interest in this meeting shifted into higher levels of concern. He knew some about Lester’s research, but figured most of it & the project was always going to be purely theoretical especially after the Forrester’s pulled the plug. “San Francisco can’t take much more & Oakland & LA were already filled with bright colored shady characters without altered powers. “Alright I gotta admit I thought this was mostly gonna be a. Bunch of baloney, I’m here cause you’ve always been a friend before all this shit. What’s going on Hines, speak to me” Dean asked with concern.

“Ah old friend I thought you’d never ask.” Lester said with an insidious glean on his face as the two old “friends” reunion continued.

Adora Zayas

Time: Late Morning
Location: Downtown San Francisco
Interaction:

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Adora had throughly enjoyed her time with Joe, there was always time to enjoy pleasure in her life. Even though she had to take Andrea’s form to get him to re-arrange her guts, it was the easiest way to get the pleasure she wanted from him since his girl was dead downstairs.

But all that exercising left her famished, fueling both her thirst & hunger for a multitude of things she sought to satisfy her urges. She slid out the covers where Joe lay on the pillow against the bed’s head-board unconscious. The pussy put him to sleep, may have been Andrea’s body but I know how to utilize the kitten better then her Adora smirked as she slipped off the robe she was wearing & changed into some more comfortable clothes. Shacking up in the early afternoon might have left some tired or satisfied for the day but not her, especially with her new ear for different occurrence’s taking place across the city.

“Awww you look so cute in your wittle sleep Joe, honestly that was some quality pipe. I dunno If I should give a quick death in your sleep, keep you as a toy or engage in some post sexual destruction, all three options are just as riveting & diabolical” She spoke with a soothing voice as she placed an arm on exposed chest rubbing softly. Whilst admiring his physique she tapped into her new ability to draw in sounds from various events & conversations around the area.

Focusing on the memories she plucked from the LAPD detective’s head allowed her to pull from her memory banks so to speak on how to properly utilize the power. Well at least to the same extent Andrea had, she was good but Adora wanted to get better with this power in particular.

As she was honing her hearing she caught wind of a conversation taking place in a drug house in Oakland that caught her immediate attention and caused her to plop down on the bed to pour her full attention into the conversation.

Inside there was a man sitting in business casual, a light skin individual smoking a very large cigar addressing a group of people. Although Adora couldn’t see the scenery of the location, she could hear every word they were discussing. It appeared the head honcho of the group was addressing them and his name was Cain Rodrigez

“Listen fuck Lionel & his metal skin. I heard he whooped some altered’s ass at TAP yesterday over bread, but I don’t give a fuck. Don’t forget he ain’t the only one whose gotten abilities from this thing, my talents ain’t nothing to shit on either. Plus my man Juan here has an explosive surprise in store for Lionel’s boys, and most importantly we got the juice & I’m working on getting either sole rights or primary custody of Salzaras drugs in Oakland, then LA, then the rest of the state is easy pickings.”

“Ehh see I agree, they won’t know what him literally, it’s gonna be a boom.” Juan said making a childish explosion noise that caused some amusement from some of the other thugs that was gathered. “What’s wrong with you Ricardo don’t tell me you scared of Lionel”

Another hispanic young male was seen in the corner smoking a stuffed backwood, the one known as Ricardo who seemed to be well within the confines of the conversation but had some unspoken doubts. “I mean yes we have power, but Lionel has power too, and we have no idea if he has others with him, we know what we can do, and what we can take, but what about them? How the hell we know they don’t got the juice to huh? We needs to be keeping that shit on lock more than bricks.”

Cain walked over to Ricardo and lifted him up with ease before slamming him into a wall. Ricardo grunted as Cain used his superior strength to easily overwhelm Ricardo. “You know what with I do, I can rip off your limbs like I’m pulling apart some toilet paper to wipe my ass, and I don’t have to turn my skin to metal to do it. Your doubts are one thing, but your fear that’s insulting Ricardo, this is a new day for the Latin Kings in Oakland, the Black Disciples will fall, Lionel will fall, and if that stupid motherfucker Shade gets in the way, I’ll leave his damn corpse in the shade mask on or mask off no different to me, long as his guts are spilled.” Cain spoke with a voice that commanded power that seemed to only increase Ricardo’s fear towards him but lessen his willingness to speak about it.

Juan interjected clearly having some loyalty to Ricardo and not wanting his leader Cain to squash his head like a melon.” Fuck all that, the juice is ready, and I got the scoop on there next drop, 20 bricks, and 30 bags in less then a hour. We hit em where it hurts, after we done fucking up Lionel we going run the drugs and snatch up his bribery shit.” Juan exclaimed with eagerness.

Cain clapped applauding his right hand man’s bloodlust & disregard for any potential failures in combatting Lionel. “That’s what I like to here, get ready, get that shit and let’s head out. And while where at it let’s make sure Hines knows this is an exclusive deal if he wants to remain both very well paid & very much alive.” Cain finished.

Back in the bedroom Adora sat on the bed rubbing her hands through the covers at the edge of the bed while taking precursory glances back towards Joe with lust in her eyes. It seemed she’d stumbled upon something very interesting that was in the makings in Oakland. Oh now that’s just juicy pun intended, If I can get the scoop on this Lionel character too that’ll be even better, and the Salzaras are in town & the only big game drug wise with the border closed, seems to me like all sorts of unsavory groups are trying to fill their ranks with altered, the wise ones at least, oh this is going to be fun Adora was giddy with excitement as she went to the bathroom to wash her face and look at herself in the mirror. Getting herself psyched up for the next phase of her psychotic plan to bend the world to her knees.

“Seems the next move is Oakland then huh” Adora was still speaking softly to herself as she weighed her options. She was coming down from the high that came with mass destruction & murder yesterday. Yet she still wanted her urges to be satisfied, so many. For violence, for power, for drugs, all sorts of consumption ran through her mind non stop. She’d always been an overtly greedy woman & desire heavy human being but something was changing.

Feed you must feed, be satisfied. Consume it all, every entree is needed. Power, Flesh, Wealth, Knowledge.

Adora winced feeling/hearing a slight “Whoosh” sound that came from her temples & oozed into her ears. Placing a hand on her forehead she held tight keeping her eyes closed & teeth clenched as the echoes of distant voices in her head recited those four wants again. “Power, Flesh, Wealth, Knowledge. ” Finally some violent electric arcs emerged from her hands and collided with the ceiling lights causing them to explode.

The explosion of lights was what finally awakened Dean causing him to shoot up sitting upwards and pushing the covers off his upper body. He turned to see “Andrea” sitting on the edge of the beat seemingly giving herself a message. “What the hell was that, you okay Andrea” Dean poised the question with sincere concern as he fully emerged from the bed and walked over to the edge to sit by Adora.

“Oh I’m doing better then okay it’s just…”Her voice trailed off, here she was about to confess a potential growing problem with someone who only wasn’t her enemy yet because they hadn’t found out about their dead fiancee rotting on the kitchen floor downstairs.

“But what? Come on talk to me.” Joe stated back not relenting on trying to see what was going on with his newly fired fuck buddy which occupied the curious side of his mind more then being woken up by exploding ceiling lights. [I]Cheap ass bulbs, I knew I should have gotten better quiet lights.”

“Joe it’s just there’s nothing to talk about, it’s probably just loosing my job getting to me, and the things I hear around us and not just from the “Bad” side of town.” Adora mused indicating that her enhanced hearing wasn’t a picnic walk. While it made her a stellar ease-dropping tool she had to keep working on only raising the effectiveness of the sense of hearing when she actively wanted or needed to use the power, rather the suffer from brief bursts of an uncontrolled passive version of the power.

“Well if you need to talk about anything I’m here.” Joe said as he patted the bat over slowly causing Adora to raise an eyebrow.

“What the hell are you doing?” She said with confusion in watching what looked like Joe going around the bed giving it a soft massage.

“Umm exposing ceiling light, woke me up from my dream, kinda wanna make sure we don’t lay back on glass.” Dean stated indicting why he was waltzing around their shared bedroom to feel for any shards. “Hmmm nothing its like the lights blew up, fried or just got vaporized…”Dean answered with a few fingers tapping at his chin as if trying to call forth more mysterious about what happened from the recess of his mind.

“Well I have places to go, I would say see you later, bur our time is up baby. I gotta go but it was fun.” Adora replied getting up from the bed and stretching a bit. Joe’s life meter was starting to run slower & slower the closer he spent with the impulsive blood-thirsty and damn near thirst level famished power hungry woman.

“Places to go you just got fired, look I had a good time last night. Why don’t we just relax at least one or two more days, I mean c’mon” Joe finished showing that he didn’t Andrea to ditch him at his place with everything going in the country.

Adora made a hmmm noise as if thinking about something before shrugging her shoulders. “Well Joe-“

Before she could continue a loud scream was heard, and Joe instantly rushed over to the drawer to grab his gun, while Adora tensed up using her newfound ability to hear what was going on, in the midst of their conversation. The door had been unlocked, she heard foot-steps which will focusing on them with her new ability was like a band marching. OOooh talk about unfortunate timing, oh well

“Andrea stay down here I’m going to see what’s going on!” Joe rushed to open the front door and bolt downstairs before Adora could tell him to stop. Then shook her head as she made some sparks of electricity sizzle through her finger tips. “Wow this is just great” Right as she said that she heard Joe screaming as well.

“Mom is dead!! What the fuck did you do!” A voice rang out, it sounded like a teenage boy, then another teenage boy was speaking.

“Oh my god you killed her, you killed our mom you fucking bastard!!!!” The second teenage voice spoke.

Then a third voice this one was female and she sounded the most distraught. “Oh my god miss Rojas, your a fucking maniac, boys let’s get out of here! I’m calling the cops” The third voice said, and going through Andrea’s memories allowed Adora to deduce that was Melissa whom Andrea’s sons had been staying with. Peaking down the blinds she noticed a new vehicle was parked outside a silver car, and inside was a guy smoking a marbolo.

“What the fuck is taking them so long, oooh don’t worry Tom it won’t be bad we only have to keep them for 2-3 days. There friggin 16 and 17 there barely gonna be in our hair, give em some beers and they’ll be too distracted to notice us fucking like rabbits. But you had to be the “Cool” adult and drink with them,

“I didn’t kill your mother! What?! She’s upstairs right now I don’t know what the fuck is going on, Melissa put the phone down, this is nuts!!!?” Joe was yelling back at Melissa & the boys.

I’m glad I don’t have super smell, well I mean the bitch can’t smell that bad she ain’t been laying there for days or nothing, but I guess I should just go clean it up. Damn it Andrea your brat sons and the horny bitch you had keeping her fucked up my time with Joe Adora was ticked off at how the situation was unfolding, the conversation downstairs growing worst by the second. But in some ways she was enjoying the eavesdrop Melissa had dialed 911 and slipped her phone in her purse after Joe insisted not to call, now Tom had finished his smoke & was marching to the front door to figure out what was taking so long.

“Why would you do this Joe!!!! I told mom you were a freak and not to trust you!!” The sixteen year old was speaking, seemingly about to well up in tears about his mom lifeless on the ground.

“You fucking monster!!!!” The older kid had enough with words and charged towards Joe trying to wail down blows on the much older & more structured physique Joe had. He easily knocked the kid back sending him sprawling into a wall, while Tom entered the fray and yelled himself upon seeing they were all tussling in the kitchen because of Andra’s lifeless body slumped against the fridge.

“Maybe I shoulda left her body like under the guest bed room, or in the bathroom or just shrunk it, forget it now there all getting on my nerves. I can be listening to something way more interesting with my hearing, ooooh I’ve got a wonderful idea perfect.” Adora placed a hand on a desk nearby and used her power to see the recent history of the desk. This power caused her mind to flood with images of the desk’s history the past few days before removing her hand. “Eureka!”

With that she used her TK to cause the closet doors of the room to flip open and a camera came flying out into her hands. Pressing a button it turned on, and she saw it was on 76%. Not too shabby Using her super hearing again she picked up on a police cruiser with sirens blaring racing towards the home from about 16 minutes away. Using her TK she caused the camera to be lifted into the air, and she shape-shifted back into her Lori Martinez form.

“Hello ladies & gentlemen, my name’s Lori and many of you especially in San Francisco may have seen the grand old jolly time I was having yesterday. Anyway I’d like to welcome you to my NEW blog series, where I will record & detail some of the many fun & violent acts I’m going to keep committing against regular humans, until President Forrester repeals these discriminatory laws towards our people. Now you may be like but nooo Lori killing people will make it worst for us altered, to that I say stop being a pussy. It’s two options repeal the laws and allow us the same freedom or we trample your government & take your freedom basically making you switch with us. Honestly either end result will be all sorts of fun. Anyway I killed some stupid LAPD officer & her family’s throwing a fit downstairs let’s join them.”

Adora used her mass powers to alter the density of herself & the camera phasing both through the roof and into the kitchen where Andreas two teenage sons, Joe, Melissa & Tom where all having a go at each other about the officer’s lifeless body on the ground. Of course seeing the most feared killer in California phase through the roof with a floating camera nearby had caused a sudden silence in the room & drew all the attention to her.

“Oh please do continue, I don’t like to get into arguments myself, but I’m quite a fan of listening to others bicker. Here’s the thing leave poor Joe alone, I’m the one that killed the bitch not him.”

“Wait who the fuck?! Where’s Andrea?! What the fuck?!!!!” Joe for the first time since he’d come downstairs was completely shattered. Seeing Adora come through the roof literally while staring at Andrea’s lifeless body & confirming that the dead body of Andrea on the ground was the real Andrea caused him to fall to his knees in fear.

“Yo everyone run!!!!!” The sixteen year old screamed, as Adora’s eyes surged with red energy and she used her optic beams to blast a hole clean through the youngest son’s neck causing blood to splurt out onto his brother & Melissa who were standing nearby screaming.

The four survivors went to run off in different directions but Adora used her telekinesis to snatch all of them with an invisible force and forcibly pull them back into the kitchen. Then waved her hand back towards her causing four chairs to slide into the room and using TK to push the four into the chairs holding them down as Adora flew down to the ground and stood now fully physical.

“My brother!!!! My mother!!! You bitch, you stupid bitch!!!! You killed them!!!!!!!” The younger brother cried out, while Melissa was breaking down into tears remembering the girl from the news. Joe was still completely distraught as it was starting to click for him who he’d really slept with, and Tom was shaking with so much fear it looked as if he might have a heart attack.

“Oh shut up there’s no one coming to save you” Adora exclaimed right before some knocking was heard on the door. “Oh I was wrong looks like the cops are here?”

“HELP!!!!!!!! HELPP!!!!!”
“WERE KIDNAPPED!!!!”
“SAVE US!!!!!!!!!””

Adora rolled her eyes & used TK to force their mouths shut as the sound of the door being kicked in rattled her a bit. Two officers rushed into the kitchen guns drawn seeing the four sitting in chairs, then looking up to see Adora. One of the cops dropped his gun as his jaw dropped. “Yo..Yo..look it’s her?!” The first officer exclaimed pointing at Adora, while the second one filled with fear & pumping full of adrenaline pulled the trigger firing.

All four bullets the cop fired were suspended in mid air before Adora caused his gun to sling forward out of his hand and in-front of her. Adora then elongated her mouth and ate the gun biting through it like a hamburger. She quickly chewed up the gun and gulped it down before sending the four bullets back into the chest of the cop who fired at her causing his body to drop.

“Now we’re back at five, are you gonna point your pea shooter at me too officer or have you realized that this is utterly pointless and you will die. I had to kill him, honestly I’ve eaten better testing guns, there was way too much sweat on that one like geez way to announce to a super killer that you’re a bitch.”

“I need backup!!!” The remaining officer yelled into his device not even responding to Adora who launched a blast of electricity at him shocking him and burning his skin, eliciting screams from everyone inside. The cop fell to the ground bleeding but alive before Adora unleashed a massive stream of electricity on the remaining officer filing his skin and leaving him a chiseled dead officer.

“Oh my fuck, well that’s my cue to leave he just called back-up, so you four get to live, but I have to take EVERY chance I can get to kill the cops I truly and utterly hate them all with every breath in my body.”

“Me too!” Joe replied in a fanfic tone, agreeing with Adora immediately after she spoke.

“My My your a smart man, the first thing you said since you realized wha was going on, was agreeing with me. It’s not often I run into smart people this calls for a celebration, shots.” Adora said extremely cheerfully and hovered over to the counter while still keeping the four survivors trapped in their chairs. The intense fear they had was rising rapidly with the two dead officers & Andrea dead on the ground around them.

“Yo what do you want!?! Please you don’t have to do this, I won’t tell anyone. I hate Andrea’s kids, I hate Melissa, and I don’t know this other dude.” Tom spoke up claiming that he had no love for any of the survivors which elicited a laugh from Adora. It always interested her to see the lengths individuals would go for the preservation of their own lives even at the cost of others. With the bottle of Honey Jack in hand she took a double shot straight from the bottle enjoying the soothing burn.

“What I want? I want lots of things, mainly power, although panic & fear is a great one too. But, I’m not a picky bitch I don’t discriminate on the type of power I want. The powers of Altered, the power of affluence, the power of influence, the power of connections, political power, all those things just get my panties wet. So come on then make me an offer, I’m not in the mood for more back-up on the way, so before I murder you all and go on about my day? Do any of you four have anything to offer in exchange for your lives? Anything at all, if so speak now or forever be well deceased hahahaha, Going once, going twice.”

“Wait” Joe interjected causing Adora to pause and turnt to Joe as she reached for a shot glass not wanting to take her next drink straight from the bottle. “I’m plugged in with drugs, I work in the music industry full time on paper, but I’m working with the Salzaras Cartel. There moving mad weight in California, Texas, hell all over the country even with the border closed, rumor is there working with Altered’s to get it done! If you want power I can help you, I’m a manager putting people in position to win is what I do! Just let Andrea’s son & her sister go please.”

“Yo what about me?! What the fuck” Tom protested only for Joe to shoot him a glare as he’d just tried to throw them all under the bus for his own survival. “Fuck that look my brother is Altered, he works with Reaper tons of altered, and my dad’s a Senator! I’ll give you my life savings 200K we can go pull it out the bank right after I kill them! My offer’s better!!!!”

Adora paused as she took her third shot and set the shot glass down. Her boosted hearing letting her know that three cruisers would be in Andrea’s drive-way in less then ten minutes. “Okay this game is actually pretty fun, what about you two sis, auntie any deals?”

“You murdered my sister, you killed one of my nephews you can go straight to hell you evil bitch!!!!!!!” Melissa protested in-between tears welling in her eyes. “And TOM you spineless fuck, and a liar!?! Your dad’s not a fucking senator!!!! You work for Enterprise you lying fuck!!!!!!”

The kid just looked down staring motionless at his younger brother’s body blood oozing from the neck of the corpse, and his mother’s lifeless body propped against the fridge. He could no longer fight the tears rolling down his eyes, and Adora just laughed at the speechless kid.

“Well well well.” Adora said clapping as she picked up the bottle to pour her fourth and final shot. “Ladies & gentlemen the results on Final Offer have just come in, the verdict is oooh…..oh my this is unexpected…it seems everyone…dies.” Adora laughed evilly as they struggled against the invisible pressure holding them in their chairs except for Joe who seemed to realize it was futile.

“Maybe next time you’ll win, I mean if your reincarnated.” Adora used her powers and caused all four including the chairs to shrink down. Wagging her index finger back she caused the four shrunken captives in chairs to fly over to the counter up close to Adora, and with her hearing she could still hear them all crystal clear. They’d all broken into a symphony of tears except for Joe who stared at the granite of the enlarged counter defeated as if his final trump card hadn’t earned him anything but sinister laughter from the vicious altered.

“I knew I shouldn’t have come here fuck you Melissa, fuck your stupid sister, fuck her stupid kids, and fuck you too Joe, you stupid dumb motherfucker. How the fuck didn’t you know that Andrea was dead down here, you were up there fucking that god damn freak!!!!!!”

“Freak?!” Adora exclaimed for the first time getting upset by what Tom said. Using her TK the door to the microwave swung open and she used her powers to flick Tom across the room and into the microwave. Using her mind moving powers she made sure to set him down gently before causing the chair to shoot out the microwave and using said power to shut the door. Tom screamed as Adora used her TK to turn the microwave on to two minutes and pressed start watching with glee in her eyes as the rudest & most treacherous of her victims was brutally murdered in the same fashion that was used to heat up left-overs.

“Sorry I really wanted to give him a more slow death, but now I’m short on time, and being able to watch & hear someone be MICROWAVED to death was just fucking riveting. When I get this footage edited I’m going to need to add some slow mo I mean did you SEE the way he popped & burst while sniveling for his life. News Flash by the way I can hear pretty damn well, so I knew he was lying about all the shit he was saying Melissa, a spineless bastard you sure know how to pick em.”

The 17 year old was no longer motionless and was screaming in terror, same with Melissa and even Joe had to fell to his knees overwhelmed by the pure sadism & horror of the situation they were in at the mercy of the most violent reported altered thus far. “Alright then it’s about that time, I really enjoyed this. Honestly trashing cities is fun, but there’s just something more about having a small or medium sized group to brutally kill. The privacy of it alone makes it just so much more riveting, but say your prayers to your maker, atone for whatever sins you’d like because your lives have reached a conclusion. I gotta admit tho Melissa, your piss poor excuse of a man was right about one thing. Had you just kept her sons a day or two longer, you might not have ran into me. Depending o how long I was shacked up with Joe of course.”

“Oh my god….oh my god.” Melissa’s face was starting to loose it’s color as she hugged Andrea’s last living son holding him tight.

“Oh my me you mean, well anyway toodles.” Adora reached out for the last three miniaturized captives lightly pushing all three of them to ground of the counter with utter ease. As they all got back up she did It again before lifting up the last two members of Andrea’s family and dropping them In the shot glass with a splash. She laughed more as the two struggled to stay a-float in what felt like a pool full of jack. Joe stared at the shot glass his friend’s sister & son were now treading liqour in.

“Your a monster, a fucking monster!!!” Melissa yelled out in-between gasping s she tried to stay a-float. Adora used TK to lift the shot glass and took the shot with Andrea’s family members being alone for the ride. She then proceeded o pour fifth shot while staring down at Joe the final survivor and letting out a belch.

“Ahem excuse me, wow my burp taste like glocks, sweat, humans & liquor, that’s a weird combo like Mcdonalds onions on a Big Mac but then you add Zax sauce & honey mustard for an extra flavor.”

“So now you kill me huh?” Joe seemed lifeless, the depravity of the situation had fully settled on. He’d watched this “Woman” slaughter them In so many different ways the it seemed resistance was futile.

“Well yes & no. I’ve got three minutes before the cops get here, so here’s your options. Join your dead bitch’s family on the gullet slide, get fried, electrified or…..orrr…put me in a position to win. One of those nifty tricks I’ve got up my sleeve let me confirm your story, and I’m also biased because of the sex I’ve got to admit your talented. Don’t get me wrong that’s not enough to keep you alive, but I have a very personal interest in the Salzaras Cartel if you will, so what do you say job or jaws?” Adora smirked at the sole survivor of her bloody rampage as she used TK to flip the camera off to stop recording, causing it to hover over and into her pocket.

Joe looked up at her in shock, not knowing if this was some final pure sick joke before he too would be brutally killed. “Job….” Joe’s voice trailed off as Adora held out her hand motioning for him to walk onto her palm.

“Alrighty then, oh and please NEXT TIME say it with your chest. I’ll let you off the hook because I DID say I was going to kill you all, but really everyone was just getting on my nerves.”

“R..Right I understand, are..you gonna fix me or..” Joe paused for a second seeing Adora glare at him again as if she was debating on whether she was making a mistake or not. As if on cue the sound of the sirens blaring had reached max volume as the cruisers were now outside.

“Last warning, if your this scared to piss me off that you can’t work then I think I’ll have to make other arrangements.” Adora said as she used her other hand & TK to readjust her hair.

“No!!! I can do my job, take me to my office and fix me now! I’m the damn best at what I do, C’mon.”! Joe spoke with some bravado returning to his tone. Internally he was filled with fear, but he knew already figured that letting that show wouldn’t contribute to any further longevity in his life. Andrea & her folks were dead. Fuck it, it’s one thing to have LAPD on my side, it’s another thing to have friggin Supergirl. I can make this work, I have to make this work, forget Hector with her I’ll be running shit

“That’s more like it, alright hang tight.” Adora scooped up Joe and set him in her pocket before altering her density to become intangible as well as invisible before taking flight through the roof of Andrea’s home. Looking down at the cops emerging from the cruisers below her eyes surged with energy before raining down beams of death that tore through the cruisers & bodies of the LAPD back-up. Following the explosions of the police vehicles & bloody screams of the officers she jetted off into the sky onward to her next destination and to her continued pursuit of power.

Supernatural - Hell On The Horizon

Josiah

"I'm telling you what happened Sonya, I saw her, I saw Nikki." Josiah exclaimed to his younger sister Sonya. After the ghost hunt that went awry on campus he met up with his sister who was one town over working a case.

"Ok I get everything your saying up until that point how is that possible? Spirits are usually tethered to a location right? Your nowhere near Nikki, hell you still aren't, not to mention despite what happened to her before all that mess with demons she had a good life. You really think she ended up as a vengeful spirit" Sonya remarked to her older brother trying to peer into his head to get some insight for what was really going on inside of it. She was worried about her brother so much since demons had apparently taken their mother.

"Look I admit I've been hitting the bottle a little harder lately, and rolling more trees then I need to but being drunk or stoned hasn't led me to making any mistakes on a case before, and besides I haven't touched either since I've been spooked. I mean we try our hardest in this gig, but sometimes I think maybe it's better to just stick to flipping stuff in this world rather then tangling with the creatures in it." Josiah mused sounding somewhat defeated, and even a bit irate that his sister thought he could possibly be fabricating part of a supernatural encounter due to indulgence in narcotics & liqour.

"Alright i'm sorry Josiah, look your free to stay at my condo as long as you want. I'll focus on keeping the family business running for now too you've been dealing with a-lot, why don't you call around and see if anyone else has noticed anything else weird with ghosts recently." Sonya suggested offering a comrpromise, while she was worried that josiah's growing breaks from sobriety were a cause for concern, it was true she hadn't known him to imagine evidence of supernatural events before.

"Thanks sis I will and I love you." After a short embrace with his sister she left, leaving Josiah on his own in her place.

"I know you don't believe me about Nikki though, but I saw her, something's going on and it ain't right." Josiah summarized as he grabbed the remote & flicked on the television. He went to retrieve some cannabis and rolling papers from his bag, rolling up a joint while looking through his contacts of other hunters thinking of who he'd contact first in his search for further information about his encounter with Nikki.

Supernatural - Hell On The Horizon

Leon Terrence

Leon was irate as usual, and coffee wasn't helping as much as it usually did. He was making no more progress into this investigation then before. The death of his old friend Henrickson had hit him hard, harder then most. Their friendship had truly blossomed when they'd worked together on the Winchester case. Of course Leon had never divulged to him about the fact their father John had murdered his wife.

Henrickson was a pain in the ass for the boys, but he followed protocol to the T. Leon himself was somewhat more of a hypocrite, and he was currently in his home office. Officially he was investigating a missing girls case, a couple teenage girls had turned up missing in the area but he had a different mission that had his focus now. Setting the caffeinated beverage down on the table he took the stairs to his basement where a woman was seen bloodied, beaten & bruised.

"Please let me go, I'm telling you the truth!"

Leon clapped his hands and laughed. "The truth right? Oh what's that again, you hunt monsters? Vampires, werewolves, all the things that go bump in the night right? Huh?" Leon yelled at her and walked up to the restrained woman before punching her in the face drawing blood. Seeing a smear of blood on his fist he licked it then began brutally punching the girl over and over again.

"Please..."The woman begged as she coughed up blood, she was in bad condition. Her name was Rose, and she was a hunter who was going after a vampire who was targetting the teenage girls. Unfortunately for her Leon had been on her trail and not the vamp. Right after she'd injected the undead beast with dead man's blood & cut his head off she'd been caught red handed by Leon. The agent refused to listen to her pleas that she'd taken out a monster or to check his cut off skull for fangs. Instead he'd taken her hostage four days ago, and of course since no more girls were turning up missing he was fully convinced that she not the vampire was the one taking the girls.

"Please nothing, you people are fucking sick. I don't know what this shit is that you've got going on, but it took the life of someone close to me. So i won't stop until all of you motherfuckers are dead, now then I want to ask you again and answer me clearly. What do you know about the two men I'm REALLY looking for, Sam & Dean Winchester. I know you like tend to conversate with each other."

Tears started to form in the woman's eyes as she looked down at the ground beaten & battered. The official story was the Winchester boys were dead, and while she knew otherwise she wasn't going to tell this ruthless agent. They'd helped her on a few cases before and like most hunters they stuck together. "I told you I don't know them, I don't know who your talking about, I told you the truth, had you checked the head of the supposed "Victim" I killed you'd have seen it was a monster!"

"Alright then enough talking ma'am, I'll show you a fucking monster." Leon snarled as he drew a knife and walked over to the woman grabbing her arm and putting the blade to her finger. "Let's begin the real fun, maybe not having opposoble thumbs will jog your memory a bit more eh"