Elena Romero was born on the 1st of October, 1989. Elena's superpower, she had discovered, was not keeping her dysfunctional family together. It was, in fact, keeping herself together. She could miraculously heal all of her injuries. All except one...
"Why am I finding this so hot? Do I have a problem...?"
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Diego followed the mystery man out of the house and through some sort of garage parking lot. All the lights were out, giving Elena the perfect cover. But Diego was too focused on catching whoever the man was that he didn't even think to look behind him.
Before she knew it, the man Diego was following stopped dead in his tracks and turned around, now face to face with Diego. Elena didn't know what she was expecting but she definitely didn't expect the man to kick Diego in the chest.
Elena darted back into the shadows, poking out from behind the staircase, mostly out of sight but peering through the slats in the steps to watch the showdown. Diego staggered backwards, clearly as taken aback about being kicked in the chest as Elena was. Not that he knew she was there.
Elena wasn't sure if she wanted to keep her cover a secret any longer as every time this mystery man lunged at Diego, she flinched, nearly darting out from the shadows to join the fight. But watching Diego throw some well-timed punches back at the guy was strangely... reassuring. Elena just wanted to watch.
Elena felt like a spectator at a high school football match, she had to refrain from cheering Diego on as he pulled out a knife and threw it casually over his shoulder at the man as he began to walk away. Elena watched gleefully as the knife fluidly changed direction in mid-air like a missile locked onto a moving target. There was no way he could miss. Until the man expertly bent over backwards, smirking as the knife flew right past him and embedded itself into a beam behind the man who had effortlessly righted himself. The two men stood opposite each other, staring the other down.
Elena couldn't help but stare. That guy just matrixed Diego's unmissable knife!
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Diego seemed to falter briefly. Elena could tell he was just as surprised as she was, although he did a better job of hiding it. He shrugged once in bewilderment before running back into the fight.
Diego kicked and punched expertly, he had been trained to fight since birth after all. But this mysterious man dodged each kick and each punch as if he were expecting them. He dodged them all and seemed to calculate when there was an opening to throw his own punches. And they all hit.
