Awinita's Story

“You look like some metal Amazonian queen, which is a look not many could pull off.” He confirms. “It usually isn’t that big of a zap…but it depends on if I have a nightmare and move a lot in my sleep, I tend to collect more static that way…so when I wake up and run a hand through my hair or something I get zapped…pretty badly if it is a bad nightmare.” He comments with a chuckle. “Yes if I could get those gloves off that will be awesome, but they try their best to make sure I don’t. Last time I ran into them they broke my arms. That sucked…” he says with a shake of his head.

His eyes darken a bit before he shuts them when she asks why they were after him. “I…I did some really…really bad things when I grew into my power…Since well no one else in my town had it and I had always been the one picked on back home…so I thought maybe it was time for me to be the one to pick on them for a change. It…it didn’t end well.” He murmurs softly.

The hummer chuckled, amazonian, what was that ? So she voiced the question, "What is a amazonian ? Is it edible ? Because all the gas I got at the station back theree at the wreck is burned off. Might need a pepsi somewhere. Hangon." A map device popped up, the hummer started shifting through different places before finally settling on a Walmart. Now how to get.... ooh that could work better.... The hummer dropped into gear and started off.

"I think what you need is a stiff drink. I know just the place" She said, in order to not let him think over some dark things of his past she instead chose not to talk about it anymore. "We will not talk of your past anymore, please forget that I had asked. I did not mean to bring up unwanted memories. I am sorry." The hummer apologised.

Within a few moments she was pulling up to the back of a Walmart, a massive Pepsi truck was right there. Pulling up to it, the side of which was wide open, She slowed and stopped, Opening a window she said softly to her charge "Reach into there and grab a pair of two litres, and if you want, a can or two, make sure the two litres are not cherry or lime though, just regular, and no, not that caffine free junk either or the throwback. Sugar in my gasline system is not eactly a good thing. Small ampounts are OK, but a full shot of throwback, not so much." She then opened her glove compartment, there was a wallet there with a few hundred dollars in it. "Use one of these" A 10 was poked out. "Set it in the place of the missing bottles" The hummer then waited, seemingly quite happy.

“Amazons were an all-female warrior tribe that were really tall and really strong.” He offers her. “Pepsi is awesome? Wait you can have Pepsi?” he asks her as he sits up slowly. He watces the car drive around before getting to a Walmart, “How are we gonna get in there?” he asks before she starts driving again.
“Stiff drink would be nice I will admit, and no need to apologize, you had no clue it would bring up bad memories.” He comments, “but yeah let’s not bring up my past for now. I am okay with that bit.” He adds as he spies the massive Pepsi truck with the wide open side. He grins at her whisper as he reaches in and grabs the pair of two liter regular Pepsis’ and a can for himself. He grabs a ten as he places it where the missing bottles were.
He pokes his head back in the car with a grin, “Haven’t gotten Pepsi straight from the truck in a long, long time.” He remarks softly as he rolls up the window. “Used to do it a lot.” He simply says. “So where are you from and what is your name? I never asked.” he inquires her in a friendly voice.

"What you think I'm just a hummer ? Sure I can have Pespi, or beer, or diesel fuel. just nothing too extreme when it comes to the beer, last time I had any in fact I got hammered to the point wherein I was experimenting with six different kinds o alcohol and ended up killing six cops in one shot" She said.

She snickered as he spoke and did the trade. "Yeah, me going into a store, with you in the backseat, wont really work. Trust me I've tried it, ruined more stores and warehouses then I care to admit." She said. One of the two pepsi bottles was opened and drained in nearly three seconds. The engine of the hummer rumbled just a bit louder. Ahhh that hit the spot!

They parked off not far from the Pepsi truck, it was gonna be another minute before the missing drinks were noticed, she wanted the second one to last. In the gathering darkness the hummer sat for a long moment not saying anything, finally she said, "In nearly six hundred years none have asked me that question. Amazing I can still remember it." She said thoughtfully.

Finally she said, "I am called Awinita" Though it sounded more like 'Winita' as if the A were silent. "I am a Maiar, an acient race as the history jerk said it. He was, I will admit, nice, up until the point when he tried to take me apart in his garage, I ended up landing him in his backyard pool for his troubles." Seemingly a pair of eyes and part of a face around them appeared in the rearview mirrow, lightly tanned skin, deep brown eyes, framed by thick dirty white hair. "What's yours ?"

“Huh, interesting. I can have two of the three drinks you mentioned, diesel fuel would probably kill me.” He remarks with a chuckle. “Oof now that must have been a black out drunk moment. Last one I had of those landed me in a hospital I think, got put in jail for that…underage drinking and such.” He explains.
“Heh it would be amusing to see, you could go through a drive through though. Well if you had someone in the driver’s seat…or even if you didn’t people would think it a prank if someone was in the back.” He comments as he pops the can open and takes a swig from it. “Ahh! That helps wake me up.” He says happily.
“No one has asked for your name in Six hundred years? Must…have been lonely.” He muses. “Maiar…I will remember that, and don’t worry I won’t try to take you apart, you have saved me after all and I do have a bit of a code of conduct.” He offers.
He looks at the eyes in the mirror as he smiles, “Nikola Edison, no relation to the famous Edison, but I find it ironic that I share his last name and Teslas’ first name.” he explains. “A friend of mine used to call me Tesla, so you can call me that or Nikola if you prefer.” He adds as he takes a happy sip from his Pepsi.

"Well, the only thing I can really appear normal inside of places, but without a method of transport, well that's a bit iffy. Besides, if I tried to go into a bar in this form, well, it takes about sixty or seventy men to get me out. Well, that is normally before the dead cops start lining the walls." The hummer snickered.

"It is nice to meet you, if you not mind it I'll call you Edison, it is easier for me to remember." Hey, she was godaloneknewhowold, her mind went a long time ago.... or did it ? "Not so much as busy, traveling and all that. Some of that time took long to just travel it out. But to actually meet people. that made it seem longer. I guess."

"A drive throu, I will have to try that, I have not been here long enough to figute the place out other then find you and this store." Something of a mirthful look came upon the pair of eyes in the rearvew mirror as the Pepsi truck rumbled up and started off. The hummer also started back up, her lights off, she started after the truck.

A code of conduct, she liked this guy already.

“I can’t change my form, wish I could sometimes…or go invisible.” He comments. “Heh yeah then best you stay out of bars in this form then, would be bad. Don’t want to raise too many alarms.” He comments with a chuckle.
“Edison works, just no calling me Nik or Nikky, hate both of those they make me sound like I am five.” He remarks. “Yeah travelling can make things seem longer. Remember I wore out a pair of shoes down to the glue from travelling so much. Stole a pair cause I had no money and ran…that was fun.”
“So you are new to Wing City than?” he asks, “Well there is…was a bar here. Gambit’s I think. Anyway they serve all sorts of folk…though the last time I went in there, there was a suicide bombing….haven’t been back since I will admit.” He remarks.
He watches her drive after the truck as he rubs his eyes tiredly, the adrenaline now out of his system was causing him to crash…and maybe the tranq was kicking in as well. He lets out a soft yawn as he rests against the back of the seat. “Mind if I take a rest?” he asks her sleepily, rubbing his eyes a bit.

"Once you are not in the backseat or in me, or any of your gear in side my cab, then I can reform and enter places." Awinita said. She followed the pepsi truck at a careful distance. That truck had to park somewhere with a roof. She was not risking going back to that other parking garage.

"Yeah, I'm totally new here, went into a tunnel network somewhere, came out at that gas sation, then I met up with those other dorks. And that one idiot. Its all in the past now though." The hummer turned onto a private road. "Not at all, when you waken, hopefully we'll be surrounded by stacks of Pepsi, I hope." Yes, pepsi in the fuel tank first thing in the morning, man did it feel good

As she spoke, she pulled into a massive warehouse, moving qucikly and silently, she stole into the deeper reccesses of the building and parked. Surrounded then by pallets of Pepsi recently bottled, or about to be bottled. Either way, they were a the back of the place, none could find them there. She hoped that much.

“huh, then I will make sure not to leave my cell phone and what not in here, don’t want to mess up your transformation.” He explains to her with a grin as he watches the road wiz by as she follows the Pepsi truck carefully.
“I have been here a few months, it is…interesting I don’t keep up with the news though so I don’t know any current events at all. Probably should, might be useful to know. Ah well.” He comments with a shrug. “Heh and you ran into said dorks car.” He adds with a smirk. “Which again, thank you for that.” He states.
“Thanks…” he says with another yawn as he rests in the back seat of the car, hoping they were perfectly hidden, “If anyone comes, like the superhero guy. Wake me up so I can help in some way. Maybe by zapping or by distracting them somehow.” He murmurs before he closes his eyes and falls asleep.

Heading towards the town square that housed most everything government, the dirty white Humvee barreled along the road at an insane speed. Serving across lanes of traffic, even going against traffic at times. All to get to her goal. the government had picked up her newest charge after she had left the pepsi bottling company days before. She had managed to track the eletrical signature the young man gave off rather easier then she thought.

She felt a trap

And the only thing she was going to do, was spring it, cause a massive ruckus. The bigger the ruckus she could make the better a chance she had of rescuing her charge. Why those men with blue hands wanted him she did not care about, only as soon as she could get him back, safely.

”Please don’t mind him at the moment. He’s really just being an idiot and a blow hard.”

Edmund expressed woefully.

“Please… don’t enable him any further.”

Almario took the hand of Julian suddenly “Nice to meet you Mr. Harris!” The other twin seemed a little excited with a hardy handshake at the other’s gentle smile. What nice eyes to.

Neighborhood Watch? Huh… Edmund looked back to Delta Vargas a little smidge of intrigue over the idea.

“Could you tell me more about just…” How could he put it in words? “…Well what a day in the life of a member might be like? What exactly would we be doing? Would it interfere with my studies at all? Would it be considered a community outreach? How well does it look on a college transcript?” Alright maybe he was placing it in words.

Rosy smiled and nodded to the woman who had introduced herself as Delta. "Nice to meet you, I'm Roxxy."

She hadn't taken the time from her reading to acknowledge the two young men who had also approached the booth. She didn't regret it, however, because one of the two didn't seem all that good at first impressions.

She looked up at the man standing with his wife and their dog. He seemed professional enough. Looking closer, she recognized him as a face involved with the Wing City elections. Arching her brow and nodding her head, she silently commended the group for their efforts. She was pleased with what she heard from the small bit of conversation she had walked upon.

She looked up hearing the question regarding, "interrupting studies". She had always respected a college education, even if she did consider those involved to be annoying brats. "I would imagine there to be loads of crime worth reporting within campus." She couldn't help herself, but only said it loud enough to be heard as a mumble.

Roxxy turned her attention back to Delta and spoke directly, "I would love to be involved with as much or anything that I can be. I've only recently come back to town, but am very impressed with the representing posters and speeches raining out over the broadcasts. I think something like this would be great for the community!"

Rosy smiled and nodded to the woman who had introduced herself as Delta. "Nice to meet you, I'm Roxxy."

She hadn't taken the time from her reading to acknowledge the two young men who had also approached the booth. She didn't regret it, however, because one of the two didn't seem all that good at first impressions.

She looked up at the man standing with his wife and their dog. He seemed professional enough. Looking closer, she recognized him as a face involved with the Wing City elections. Arching her brow and nodding her head, she silently commended the group for their efforts. She was pleased with what she heard from the small bit of conversation she had walked upon.

She looked up hearing the question regarding, "interrupting studies". She had always respected a college education, even if she did consider those involved to be annoying brats. "I would imagine there to be loads of crime worth reporting within campus." She couldn't help herself, but only said it loud enough to be heard as a mumble.

Roxxy turned her attention back to Delta and spoke directly, "I would love to be involved with as much or anything that I can be. I've only recently come back to town, but am very impressed with the representing posters and speeches raining out over the broadcasts. I think something like this would be great for the community!"

The security was tight since the attack at the East Wing had begun. Two men now manned the various screens carefully making sure that the room they were in, and all ways to it, were sealed. It was so. So they relaxed. And let their guard down. A Maia can get through anything. To this extent the two men did not see the faint fog on one screen moving away from the camera and entering the air vent network.

By the time they registered the strange fog it was too late.

Their new friend had joined them there in that room.

Steam quietly floated to the floor and formed a dirty white robed woman with dirty white hair. There was no mistaking the deadly anger in her eyes however as she neared the closer of the two men. Who in fact had gone for coffee. the room was large and filled with dozens of computers across the room, towers of servers stood in ordered ranks, she hid behind one and waited.

"I'm going to get some coffee" Said the first man, getting up from his chair he looked to his fellow

"Get me a cup too will you ?" The second said, the first man nodded and walked off to where the coffee was kept. Nither man saw the newcomer until it was too late.

As the first man was returning with the coffee the dirty woman made herself known as she stepped into the mans field of view. There was no mistaking the darkness of anger behind the womans eyes.

"Oh son of a---" the man started to say before he was grabbed by the woman, her fingers like a hawks talons as they latched onto the man at his throat and her other hand went to his forehead.

"You will tell me what I want to know!" The voice hissed angerly as she drove her fingernails into the mans forehead, stabbed through his helmet and deep into his skull. the man was unable to speak, struck with fear all he could do was grab at the wrist holding his throat in a viselike grasp as knowledge drained from his mind. Stuff he'd seen of two men with blue hands carrying a large parcel.

When she learned enough she let go of the man, who sank to the floor like a sack of grain. Turning at the new voice calling out "hey ! Where's the coffee ? Joe! Come on man, gimmie the java!" She followed the voice and from behind she grabbed the man in a hammerlock and held him, her fingers stabbed into his helmet as well. Digging for information. Rooms, directions, faces.....

Finally she had the information she had sought, both men were out cold from their experiences with the Maia, she was tempted to kill both men but instead chose to simply keep them knocked senseless. She did not want more blood on her hands than she already had over the eons.

She turned and left the security room, this time going on foot, not using the vents, clearly happy to get noticed, Any enforcer or TMC soldier she came across were to be probed for information and then knocked out. Unless they fought her, in which case she'd kill without a second thought.

A screen showed a very pissed off looking Nikola as he paces back and forth in a cell. “LET ME OUT!” he shouts as he pounds on the solid clear wall as he rubs his hands together static crackling from his fingers as he shoots a small bolt of green electricity from his hand, watching it strike the wall and do…nothing. Not even a dent appeared. He sighs as he sits back on the uncomfortable bed in the room. Nothing here conducted electricity he couldn’t get to the camera out of his cell and every attempt to escape has failed. “What the hell do you want from me?! I haven’t done anything wrong while I have been in this city! …Well haven’t paid my bills, but that does not give you the right to lock me up in here!” he snaps as he slams his fist into wall.
He hears an alarm blare as he lifts his head up, a grin on his face. “Hopefully whoever it is fucks you up!” he snaps angrily. “And lets me out of here.” He adds as he slouches and starts to try and gather static…to a very slim success.

As she left the security room she halted at the sound of the voice, Edision! She turned. Where was his cell ?? Moving cameras she finally found it, enhanced with layers of stact buffers and energy walls to absorb his eletrical ability. Shit! She mentally shrieked. That was not good. OK, next task, she knew her next task.

Cut the power to that section.......

However while she was looking to cut the power, someone else did it for her as the feed instantly went dead.

Perfect. She fled the security room, heading for the West Wing of the RIP. She had a friend to pick up.

Nikola hears the alarms blare as he sits in the cell as he gets up and punches the cell wall again and again rubbing his hands and his hair as he gathers more electricity though he felt...tired. "Let. Me. Out!" he shouts punching the cell wall at each word. "You can't keep me in here forever! Sooner or later I will break out!" he roars in anger, this was why he didn't want to be caught. He hated cells...and these people were smart enough to put him in one stripped of anything he could use for his power, even taking away his bracelet.

Getting to the Wing was easier said than done. Dozens of Terran soldiers stood in her path, some of them able to see where they were going thanks to their armor, but none of them survived if they fired upon the woman that was in dire need of a good bathe. A angered Maia is a very dangerous thing.

Moving almost like a dancer, Awinita carved a bloody path from one cell block to the next, all in a direction, that held no power whatsoever, towards her goal. She was going to get Nikola out. Even if she had to fight her way to him, and then when she had him back, her way out. A dangerous yet fun task to be sure.

She was somehow starting to have fun with the task than anything else. She found that slightly strange, stranger than normal in fact. Normally she tried not to get into a fight, but she did protect her friends, and she considered Edison her friend. And that meant that her concern for him was double edged. So with him captured, she was now on the warpath.

She was also trying to figure out how they had managed to grab him without her noticing. They must have tracked me somehow She thought, then she remembered her favored mthod of getting around, the treads on her form, footprints they could follow. Damnit! She fumed as she sliced into another soldier. Memo to me. Memo to me! Maim any and all that try to change my tires. I'm going barefoot! She stabbed her sword into the helmet of a Terran Marine, the man fired off a few rounds as his body spasmed as it hit the floor.

Nikola hears the sounding of fighting up ahead, of pain and screams. "Hey! Whoever you are I am in here!" he shouts about to throw all the energy at the wall before thinking better of it. "Gonna be a fucking light bulb." he mutters as he grounds himself in place the lightning crackling as he starts to glow faintly. "Look for the Light Bulb!" he remarks as he goes to the door kicking it a bit.

He hears the slices and dices of a blade and the thud of a body, gun shots following as he grins. "Serves the fuckers right. Kidnapping me like that... Hope Awinita is okay..." he mutters, worried for her. After all she had saved him once and well he considered her an ally..not something he readily acknowledged people as.

There.

Not far ahead she heard a voice cry out, then saw a massive spark against a wall. In the shape of a doorframe. Aha! Edison! With a flick of her wrsit she sent two soldiers flying into their comrades, dead before they hit the ground in a heap. The maiar then withdrew from her core a whip of white fire and used it against her targets at a longer range.

Some went flying, all were dying, it was bloody, and dark. Yet, with the light of the maia filling the hall, each spark of life taken from the soldiers lit the hall briefly as their guns popped off from their death throes.

Finally, she was at the door frame she had burned into her brain. She slapped her hand against it, white against black, Please let this be you. She was there. There was a bit of the soldiers blood on her hands, which trailed along the mark. She was hoping Edison was inside. If he was, and he touched her mark from the other side, the side she could she would flare into color. His green eletrical color. If it was not him, it'd just stay white.