Hi. My name's Monica Sanders, a 27 year old agent working for the Federal Bureau of Investigation. You remember me, right? From the Prologue? Right. In that case, you must hate my guts for what I did to Julianne. That's fine, I get it. Wanna know what else? I don't give a sh!t. What'd you expect? Julianne lied to us and claims that Noah West is innocent when we all know that's a load of crap. How do we know? We got evidence. So, listen to this.
SEATTLE, WASHINGTON- APRIL 22ND, 2017- 8:00 AM
It was a normal Saturday morning, I was clocking in for work at the base. The night before, one of my fellow agent, Thomas Briggs, had brought in some evidence from a bomb site. I had to study it for a few hours and draw possible conclusions before I went out for my field work.
I go to the evidence room and find titanium fragments of a bomb, some corpses and blood I sent over to forensics because I don't work with that stuff, and a few severely burnt pieces of paper.
Wait, what? Any normal paper would've been completely disintegrated. Why the hell did this come back at all?
'I'll have to come back to that later though... The f*ck is this?' I thought to myself as I took a piece of the titanium bomb fragments and noticed there was a yellow fluid on it.
'It's definitely explosive fluids... I'll have to get this over to forensics lab ASAP and figure out what this sh!t's made of' I thought to myself again and followed through with it.
"Monica, you're a genius! I can't believe you recognized this! You can go do your field work now, I need to figure out the chemical components of this fluid before we can make any assumptions." Jasmine, one of our scientists, said to me as I brought her the evidence.
I complied. I went out and raided a few drug houses, nobody died thankfully. LOTS of people were arrested. That's not important, though.
Flash-forward to 2:00 pm, I return back to base. Jasmine's in tears, but has a complete straight face on. She confronted me and Briggs.
"Monica, Thomas. Who in the HELL is the main suspect for this bombing?!" She demanded.
I had no idea, actually. Never felt the need to ask.
"A man by the name of Noah West. Why?" Briggs responded.
"That bomb site was a freaking orphanage, Thomas. I did the forensics on the corpses you two brought me. They're all small children. And that fluid on the bomb fragments? It has the exact same chemical composition as a tiny nuclear weapon!" She said. She was clearly pissed off. I didn't blame her.
"Do you guys remember that case NASA and the CIA came to us about? Ya know, the freaking nuclear weapon that got stolen and/or destroyed? Yeah, well, I think we found our criminal. And he's making small versions of it and I highly doubt that orphanage is the only thing he's gonna hit. I do not give a damn how you do it, but I want Noah West dead or imprisoned for the rest of his miserable life. I'll help if I have to." Jasmine said.
"Wait one minute Jasmine. I... I can't let you get involved in this. You're not built for field work. I'll take care of West. I'll find a possible location or some distant family or something... but West will face execution or life in prison. I promise. Me and Monica will work together." Thomas said.
Personally, I didn't think I had the time to go after West. But seeing Jasmine like that... she was on the brink of tears. I'd be damned if I ever saw her like that again.
Fast forward a little while, you know what happened. I killed Julianne and by the way, I still don't care. But apparently the corps did.
DAY AFTER JONATHAN AND AMANDA MEET, AT FBI HEADQUARTERS
"Sanders, attention!" General Briggs, Thomas' dad and my boss yelled at me.
"Why in the hell did you think it'd be a good idea to kill Julianne?! Now we have no information and the boy has that weird power we can't figure out. It's nothing like yours."
"She wouldn't have given us any information anyways. Scum like her is better off dead."
He pulled his gun.
I morphed into millions of of volts of electricity and high speeds of wind and transported behind him. Oh yeah. I didn't explain this before, did I? I have powers. The strongest leading theory when it comes to my abilities is that the Greeks had it right, I could be a legacy of Zeus, leader of Mount Olympus and the strongest of the Big Three. I can turn into a humane form of thunder, lightning and wind itself. They had to build me a special suit so I didn't keep destroying my uniform.
"You know you can't do that to me, boss. Impervious to bullets, remember? Try again next time."
Heh. This dumbass son of Noah West has no chance against me. Superhuman strength and superhuman speed? Try being the literal physical form of the elements. I'm basically a goddess.
MEANWHILE IN AMANDA AND JONATHAN'S HOTEL ROOM
"You think you're the only one with powers?" Amanda asks
"Only one I know of." Jonathan.
She didn't even answer of. She just looked at him dead in the eyes as her body turned to complete ice and she shot an ice shard through a soda can.
"Boom, b*tch."
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