Tyranny was breathing heavy with her back up against a cold brick wall, she had finally managed to locate a group of minor or grade D mutants as she liked to refer to them. She had two full clips for about six to nine mutants… this little infestation was about to meet its end. Humanity had its place and it was on top. She turned the corner an kicked the crummy door in. at least they weren’t trying to live above their place. She turned the corner to find several young man playing cards over a large crate. There was smoke being slowly circulated by a crappy ceiling fan that was on its last leg. One of the young men smiled at the dame in the sexy get up. Sure, she probably could have not worn a skirt and knee high boots to her first kill, she could have not worn her favorite push up bra, and a tank top with a nice view of her cleavage.



Sure, she could have not spent one hour and thirty six minutes on her make up and another forty on her hair. She could have not done all of those things. But if she died here today, She was going to die pretty. Most of the other mutants saw the twin nine millimeters in her hands and began their attack…or would have if their powers worked…. The boy that could yell so loud that he broke glass, simply screamed. The boy that shot beams from his eyes did so for about two feet and then they stopped. The one that grew into a beast that was insane and deadly to friend and foe grew a foot foamed at the mouth and shrunk back down. It was at that point that the bullets began to litter the room. The young man that had time to appreciate Tyranny’s body, He used to be invincible…now he was just dead. Tyranny was ruthless, the ones that didn’t start wetting them selves as their body functions gave out got shot again until they were properly deceased.



She glanced around the room and made a note to her self this little gang was also moving drugs. She slid her guns back into their holsters and then walked to the opposite corner of the now messier den. She picked up the phone with a rick of paper and the dialed the numbers 9 1 1 with one of her knuckles.



“The mutants at this location have been neutralized, they were dealing drugs and up to no good. Its messy but I thought you might like to know.” –Click-

She turned around and looked over her work, it was slightly nauseating and it didn't help with the mess, but by all rights she should be dead. dead and worse then dead. She beat all of these mutants and she had no idea how except for one thing that could explain it. as soon as she realized it she denied it.

She herself was what she hated most...she was a mutant. A mutant with the power to stop other mutants...no.No.NO!....she rationalized. she was good. that damn good. she had trained for this, she trained hard. and now it was time to stop staring at the wall and the pattern the blood made on it. and get the heck out of here. she holstered her guns, grabbed a stack of cash off the table and then made a run as fast as she could out of the alley way. She tucked away the cash and when she made it to the street she stopped running and walked patiently down the sidewalk. no one would suspect her. well except for the twin nine millimeters. and the blood on her face.... She quickly pulled off her tank top as she went down the road whipped everything off of her face and then put it back on over the guns...she could still access them if she really needed too. with out too much trouble...Probably. It was time to go home, get clean and start tracking some more filth.

She kept a quick pace, it wasn't that she was trying to get away from the scene, she was walking in her natural I have somewhere to be ten minutes ago new yorker pace. She was still reveling in her adreniline, it was breath taking, she had taken vacation to give her time to recover from this bout but SHe didn't have a scratch on her, yeah those filthy freaks back there were younger than she expected but a dead mutant was the kind she liked. she didn't have time to let them age, they were not wine.

She turned a corner and bent to tie her left boot, that was when she noticed him, was she being followed? She picked up her pace again and this time listened for following foot steps.

Gunshots rung out through the street as Sam shifted his eyes around and determined the direction the echoes of the gunfire must have been coming from. There was no need to ice up most people run from the scene the second they shoot the person but with as many gunshots as there were it must have been a massacre. As he rounded a corner Sam spotted a girl running from the alleyway. He was going to ignore her seeing as well running in New York wasn’t that suspicious however Sam spotted blood all over her face and shirt.

‘Found my gunman.’ thought Sam as he quietly followed after her. As he followed her he had gained some ground, enough to notice that she wasn’t the typical girl killer but much prettier, which was a bad thing for Sam. He always had trouble figh…’ohp taking her shirt off…nice’ thought Sam as he went back to his quiet stalking.

As she started to move again Sam quietly followed again. ‘Okay so she is cute and a killer? Since when did strippers start packing?’ walking behind her at a safe distance first Sam decided to shorten the distance between them. He didn’t see the need to ice up and go all super heroes where he was seeing as she went to the side to tie what looked to be her boots. He slowed his pace as he approached her careful not to step on a land mine and force her to pull out the two guns he saw when she was changing.

As he approached she must have caught him heading her way because she immediately started moving again, he could see her still it wasn’t like she turned invisible, feeling no need to hide the fact that he was following her Sam called out, “Excuse me miss!” checking to make sure he had his wallet on him he smiled. Not only did it have his lucky childhood picture, but he had his government I.D. in it. So if need be he could totally pull off the cop thing, hopefully she wouldn’t take his age into the account of his so called “Job”.

“Excuse me miss!”

Tyranny didn’t even hesitate. Rule one of New York: don’t talk to anyone who is following you, especially if they are being polite. She kept her self moving and decided to make him work for it, if he wanted to catch her. She looked into the oncoming traffic and waited for a nearly suicidal opening. She didn’t hesitate but sprinted as fast as she could across two lanes of traffic paused for a van for a millisecond and then continued across in a mad dash that begged for her to become a hood ornament. A cacophony of horns sounded as she played live action Frogger. She made it across and headed for the alley opposite of her. From there she turned to see what he would do.

Rule two of New York was to avoid alleyways as much as possible; there were bad things in the alleyways. She however now counted her self among the bad things however, so he was the one that should be attending rule Two. She checked the straps on her side arms; they were both unbuckled and ready to go if he was some sort of freaky pervert or worse.

She leaned up against the wall and watched and waited for him. If he made it across, then she would break rule one, find out what he wanted and then leave, she wasn’t some tourist chump to be played.

As he followed her to a busy street in the middle of traffic Sam blinked as the woman ran across the street causing a few cars to come to a honking halt only to start moving again. There was two ways Sam could have made his next move as he looked at the girl in the alleyway who had a look that was challenging him to try it. He could either form an ice bridge over to the other side or try the seriously bad back up plan. From past experience, however when he used his mutations on someone with a gun innocent by standards tended to become the victims of a stray bullet something Sam doesn’t like happening. Either you start off super hero or you hide it till the end, never spring up the ice in the middle of it.

Taking a deep breath Sam took the ‘I’m running for it’ stance as he waited for the right moment to run for it. The side of the street closet to him hit a red light but the side of the street furthest had a green light. ‘Now is as good as time as any…’ thought Sam as he made a run for it. Halfway across Sam saw a van coming his way, “Shit” said Sam as he picked up his pace. As he dodged the oncoming van by a few inches Sam was stunned as a smaller car came up fast on the blind side of the van.

“Shit!” Sam called out as he spotted a Taurus coming at him, he was going to fast to stop in time but that didn’t stop him from slamming on his breaks. The front of the car shot down as the back buckled. Sam thinking on his feet saw the car coming and jumped as high as he could only to land and then rolled up the Ford breaking the windshield with his rear. Letting out a small grunt as he rolled over the top and down the backside of the car he grunted as he landed on the pavement. The entire time he had his body circled up into a little ball.

The car that was behind the Taurus saw what was happening and swerved out of the way as Sam tried to get up but only landed on his side, ‘Why do I have to be the hero?’ Sam wondered as his knees backside and his elbows were all bloody.

Tyranny wasn't to surprised when the man took up the challenge, Males were predictable that way, throw down a challenge and they would die trying to meet and beat you at it. Her stone solid expression shattered into an O as the man got hit by a car and then almost nailed by another. The second Swerved onto the pavement and froze. The Taurus threw on its emergency lights and got out of the car when traffic had come to a halt. Horns blared in the back ground and the new Yorker accent carried up its curses and discontent.

~~"WHat the hell you doing in the middle of the street punk? My windshield!"

"shut up and calm down. You are lucky you didn't kill him." Tyranny chastiesd the man who looked like he might Kick her stalker.


She sighed an then went into medical mode. They couldn’t move him until they were sure he was ok. She rushed to his side.

She snapped her fingers twice above his face and held up two fingers. “How many champ?”

She Ran her fingers down the sides of his neck checking for lumps or potential threats to his air flow. “ what is you name?”

She then moved her fingers to lightly prod his ribs. “what is your name? You with me?”
Tyr didn’t like this man he had a good look going for him even bruised and bloodied and hit by a car. He couldn’t be trusty worthy.

The man from the Taurus was both relieved and was asking what he could do. “Call an ambulance and wait with him until it gets here, pull your car out of the way after he feels like moving.”

Letting out a gasp of pain Sam felt his hear beat quicken, he felt warm liquid on a few locations on his body, “Really didn’t think that one through” said Sam as he found himself looking at the girl he was chasing. “Think that's two, sun is kinda in my eyes though…” Sam said lazily as he shut his eyes to focus on her fingers. He felt her reach down to his neck to make sure he was fine, there was know way she could be the killer. She knew what to do she kept her composure she wasn’t panicking she seemed to be the type that saved lives not take them.

Trying to lift his head Sam said, “Not champ, Sam, my name is Sam.” He looked back up the girl and saw the sun coming down around her giving her a heavenly look, “Heaven…or…” turning his head he saw a add for the “ The View” on the side of a bus, “Hell?” he still felt pain which meant he was alive looking over from the bus to the car in front of him Sam let out a weak moan, “A Taurus? Damn you Ford…”

Looking back to the girl he gave a weak smile and said, “I’m still here,” Sam said as the singing came rushing back to him. It was that same opera type deal as before, was it the fat lady singing, or just a crazy person thing? Either way it was starting to get annoying. “Why did you run?” Sam asked as he felt his head swimming a little.

“Not champ, Sam, my name is Sam.”

whatever you say Sam. That’s a good sign, you know your name”

“Heaven…or…Hell?”

She looked in his eyes again. They were pretty focused.

“Depends probably on who you ask.”” Tyranny said as she finished with his ribcage.

“A Taurus? Damn you Ford…”

“Not a fan of buying American huh? Well you probably don’t have a concussion, you memory is doing well enough. No brief lapse, you got the two fingers right. No obvious breaks, you will still want to see a doctor though. Let me help you to a bench so traffic can get going, you might also need to settle with the guy about his windshield.”

“Why did you run?”
She offered a hand or two to help him up.
“A girl can never be too careful, but a man willing to run through traffic has something on his mind. Why did you chase?”

She didn’t like him following her, that much less since he chased her, but he just got hit by a car, if he wanted a fight, then she would hand him a beating. When they got off the rode and the traffic picked back up the curses and horns died down. She still needed to get off the street,It wasn't good to be this close to the crime scene for this long. A crimescene dog might be able to track her still, maybe. though maybe dodging in to the street would work like going into a river, the dog she as heck wouldn't follow that trail.

Seeing his hand he wasn’t sure if h should take it but then again she just did give his body a once over to make sure nothing was to badly injured. Taking her hand but trying his best to stand on his own Sam said, “I thought you were someone else” he wanted to say, ‘I thought you were a killer’ but seeing as she just helped him he figured there was no way she could be.

He let out a small laugh as he hobbled over to the nearest bench to pop a squat and said to the girl, “Never think you life could end by getting hit by a Taurus, I should at least got hit with a better car, like a mustang or a Lexus or something.” He sat down trying to find his phone and when he pulled it from his pocket he looked at it shook it then tried to activate his ice powers put had no luck what so ever. “It’s not working…” mumbled Sam as he tried to give his powers a second try with no luck.

‘This happened once before’ thought Sam as he tried to remember the bank incident with the SWAT guy, Sam wasn’t sure but maybe she or someone around them had a power to cancel his out. Looking to the girl Sam frowned slightly standing up real quick and shoving his broken phone in his pocket. Sam never told this to anyone but he wasn’t the biggest fan of hospitals.

Visiting is one thing but waking up there with a needle in your arm was just weird. Sam would take Doc Prof over a regular hospital any day. “Umm, I don’t think a hospital is such a good idea…” Sam said as he felt a head rush and fell back down onto the bench.

“I thought you were someone else”

“Someone else worth diving through traffic for and that would want to run from you?” A bit of sarcasm seeped through the statement and her happy go lucky work personality.


“Never think you life could end by getting hit by a Taurus, I should at least got hit with a better car, like a mustang or a Lexus or something.”

“I am sure a Mustang or Lexus will come by eventually if you want to give it another go.”


“It’s not working…”

She laughed at him. “You could be dead and you are worried about your cell phone, nice priorities champ.” She went back to the hopefully agitating nickname.



“Umm, I don’t think a hospital is such a good idea…”

Ah, yes tell a nurse you didn’t like hospitals. She could relate but had a severe distaste for people who wouldn’t take care of themselves. The unwilling ones made the worst patients. “Well you certainly don’t have to go, it would just be good for your health well, it was nice meeting you Seth.”

Tyranny waved and began to walk away again.

Blinking was all he could do to this sarcastic woman who he thought was a nurse, “Well my job would have required me to catch you at all costs but you would have just left me to die in the street if you were the girl I was chasing Sam stood up again and ripped his sleeves off his shirt and tied them around his elbows which would stop the bleeding for the time being. He looked down to his knees and realized that it wasn’t as bad as it could have been. If he was wearing shorts it could have been bad lucky for him his pants too most of the beating.

Frowning at the lady Sam said, “It’s Sam not Seth or champ, and if my phone was working I could have called for a ride but seeing as it’s broken I’m plum out of luck…” he sighed as he followed the girl, “Wait I forgot to ask you, even if I was chasing you could as easily ran down the side walk instead of doing your suicide run right? Or do I really look like the type to do something to some one?” he sighed and shrugged and kept pace with the girl trying not to sound like a creep, “So I never got your name when you gave my body a once over, not a lot of people would help someone who just got hit by a car.”

“Well my job would have required me to catch you at all costs but you would have just left me to die in the street if you were the girl I was chasing.”

“Your job has you chasing girls? Sounds fun. Though if they are letting you get hit by cars and leaving you in the street, well you might look in the wanted ads.”


“It’s Sam not Seth or champ, and if my phone was working I could have called for a ride but seeing as it’s broken I’m plum out of luck…”

“Plenty of cabs in New York S….am?”


“Wait I forgot to ask you, even if I was chasing you could as easily ran down the side walk instead of doing your suicide run right? Or do I really look like the type to do something to some one?”

“you cant tell what a person might do by the way they look, or even what they can do. As I said earlier, a girl can never be too careful when someone is following her.” she then raised an eyebrow at him. “And continues to follow her.”


“So I never got your name when you gave my body a once over, not a lot of people would help someone who just got hit by a car.”

“I never gave you my name, and not everyone has been sworn to help.” A persistent one, Great. She Looked over at him to see if he was catching any of the subtle leave me alone dialogue she was putting out there.


“Listen, I’m not sure what it is you want? But maybe you should go get back on track with capturing that other girl at all costs, since I am safely off that list and all.” She wouldn’t be getting that shower anytime soon if she couldn’t go home.

Tyranny thought about breaking into a run again…but she would give him one more chance to loose him self, if he kept it up they would be taking this to the subways.

Sam looked at the girl and frowned slightly, ‘thought I was the one with the cold shoulder’ Sam mused as he smiled to the girl and said, “Government official actually, I heard gunfire and saw you running so I assumed that you had something to do with it, but I guess I should have shown my badge.” Sam sighed and pulled out his wallet and flashed it real quick then put it back in his pocket.

‘Sworn to help?’ thought Sam as he thought what kind of job would require that. His first and only thoughts went to a nurse she did after all check locations that would be urgent to find out if they were injured in an accident.

He sighed then smiled again rubbing the back of his head slightly as he said, “Well, regardless if you’re sworn to do your duty or not miss I thank you.” Sam gave her a small nod as he continued to smile, “No name I’ll think I’ll just call you nurse then.” He turned into the opposite direction only stopping to pull out one of his cards, this one just had his name and his title as ‘Federal Agent, Human-Mutant-Relations’ he handed to her and said, “Well if you happen to see anything suspicious just give me a ring, it’ll make my job easier and the streets of New York safer. Take care of yourself Nurse…”

As Sam started walking away he called out, “oh and if you wouldn’t mind I’d love to treat you to lunch sometime for giving me that emergency physical.” He started laughing and slowly walked away to see if she would take him up on his offer or not.

~~ “Government official actually, I heard gunfire and saw you running so I assumed that you had something to do with it, but I guess I should have shown my badge.”

Her eyes initially widened and then she nodded. “ I heard the gun shots as well, I would have stopped if I realized you were an officer but quite frankly you were coming from the same direction as the violence so I that was another reason to run.” She was very aware of the twin holsters and nine millimeters she wore now on her flesh.


~~“Well, regardless if you’re sworn to do your duty or not miss I thank you.” “No name I’ll think I’ll just call you nurse then.”

“Nurse?” she sounded confused at first but if he was paying any attention to her expression he would see it steadily degrade. Her expression was about to go on and take a full dive into Furious diva on a tirade. How dare he assume she was nurse and not a doctor! Why couldn’t she be a doctor? Be cuase she was a woman!......SON OF A ********. That was about the time she was opening her mouth to lash out at him and then she saw the title and reeled her self In quickly.

~~“Well if you happen to see anything suspicious just give me a ring, it’ll make my job easier and the streets of New York safer. Take care of yourself Nurse…”


She flipped the switch from pissed off woman possibly being stalked to Pissed off woman stalking prey.
He was a federal officer with the bureau human and mutant relations, what better way to find mutans then through a working for the other side human.

“Will do Sam. I am sorry to have treated you so terribly. I really didn’t now if you were another crazy guy who didn’t know when to give up. I have had my fill of those lately, so you can understand. ”

~~“oh and if you wouldn’t mind I’d love to treat you to lunch sometime for giving me that emergency physical.”

“I think I’d like that, today’s no good. But maybe later this week? Maybe catch me on a better day. I’ll call you, Champ” She said with a wink.