The Heist [Closed to Smoke, Anime]

Okay now, cards were being played. The brunette fired a searing blast of flame at the base of the water tower that stood behind Arizona. of course, it was like hacking a tree at the base. The tree would come crashing down, preventing any means of using it to attack for that split second. Riz only gave a cheeky grin in reply. Whoever said she wanted to use the water to attack? As the water crashed down, Riz thrust her hands forward, causing it to surge towards the front door. And then, the crystal, being too hot for its bag, burned its way through and fell to the ground.

"Oh, you have got to be kidding me...!"

Matters made worse, it didn't just behave like a nice crystal and stay put where it fell. No, it instead bounced over to Smoke, who was certainly not going to give it back to her. The brunette was already going for it, and Riz knew that she would not be able to get to the crystal in time, if she dove also. With a mental flick, the water that seemed to want to make its exit suddenly banked sideways, washing around Smoke's feet with almost enough force to knock him over. That was hardly its purpose, though. When Smoke lifted his boot to allow Anya pick the crystal, the water would most likely push the crystal away from him.

"Honey, I thought you were chivalrous. Next time, pick the stuff for the lady, okay?" she joked chidingly. Then, she strained. Real hard. All the water outside the bank, everything that she could muster with her powers would crash into the bank, through the windows, doors, every single opening, with enough force to throw humans about. If Anya hadn't managed to get to the crystal, Riz would herd it further away with water currents, constantly pushing it with 'new' currents of water to douse its annoying heating effect.

If all this was successful, the deluge in the bank would flood with one accord through the fire escape door, forcing it open with very high velocities as it went along, taking Riz and the crystal with it. Anyone who tried to put their hand inside such current was rather very stupid, or had a very able trick up his or her sleeve, that would prevent them from being smacked dangerously against the wall.

Anya’s hand brushed the crystal just in time as the currents began to pick up, she had almost missed it. The gem glowed a bright, vibrate blue turning into a sapphire.
Anya got to her feet, eyes narrowing at the girl. Her wet dark brown hair clung to her face and neck, making it seem black.

Blue fire swirled around in the gem and jumped up her arms, and then it looked like her skin absorbed it. A faded blue light could be seen traveling up her right arm, vanishing under her shirt, and could be seen rising up her neck, over her face, and finally coming to a rest at her forehead, where it flickered out.

“Ah!” Her voice sounded like someone had poured energy into her body, “That’s more like it!”
Waves of fire flickered over her body and then Anya patted them out.

“Trust me mortal, if you think that’s impressive. Try imagining me without my curse.” Then Anya struck; fire issues from her mouth directly at Arizona. While the water girl was busy with that, Anya raised her other hand and blasted away a side of the bank with a ball of fire.

“You won’t be seeing me again, as I am going underground. Tell your boss, Anya says hello.” She grinned her eyes flaring up. She pulled out a post it note and a pen, writing an address onto it. Then she handed it to Sam.

“Here you go. This gem is not coming out of me again. “ Anya pulled a key from her pocket, eyes flicking back to the water girl. “This is a key to the storage unit. Zoe is in there.”

Anya handed the key as well to Sam.  “Take care mortal.”
Then Anya walked out through the hole blasted. Soon the stench of singed flesh filled the air as well as they cries of dying men as they fell under Anya’s flame that constantly thirsted for flesh.

Sam washed the water rush in just as he lifted his foot, he couldn't exactly step back down onto it and stop it from moving as it could have possibly caused it to shatter, luckily he didn't have to as the brunette managed to get a fingertip onto it and that is all she needed apparently. The blue gem seemed to sink into her hand, he could still see it though as it traveled up her arm, under her shirt and soon reaching her forehead, Sam was grimacing slightly as he tried to wonder what was so comforting about a rather large gem moving through your body, she seemed to be enjoying it though.

The brunette seemed pleased and happy with herself as she walked over to the desk quickly and jotted something down, she handed it to him and he could tell immediately that it was an address for a storage unit, she then tossed him a key that she had in his pocket that could apparently open it, with that she left rather quickly out of a whole she had blasted through the wall.

Sam looked down at the pad and key in his hand as he thought about what to do next, he could stay here and fight this woman and try to take her into custody, but Sam didn't really want to, he wanted to run to Zoe as quickly as he could and get her and this girl made him laugh, he saluted her with a smile as he noticed police units were moving in to try and stop her, good luck with that. Sam turned and vanished in a cloud of smoke, he then traveled a short distance to the storage unit.

Sam found the correct storage garage and slid the key into the lock, turning it and throwing the door open to reveal a group of around 30 boxes full of blank paper, this whole thing had been a trick from the start, the woman had known about Zoe's friendship with him, but she didn't have Zoe, she never had Zoe. Sam checked the note one more time to confirm his whereabouts before throwing the not onto the floor "Son of a bitch!" he yelled, luckily no one was around to hear it.

Mission failure. Riz could almost swear she saw the words pop up in her brain like some frustrating, humorously sick video game. She gritted her teeth and watched as the gem thing was absorbed by Anya and traveled up all the way to her forehead. She could feel her anger welling up inside, like a tidal wave surging towards the shore. And then the brunette decided to fire a stream of flame at her from her mouth. Riz didn't even bother to dodge, instead, all the water that had been hanging around twisted together to form a solid wall that easily blocked the attack. The brunette asked her to say hello to her boss, fulfilled her end of the bargain (or at least it looked like she did) concerning Smoke, and was gone. Smoke gave her a smile, which was replied with a scowl, and then he vanished, leaving her to her own devices. So, it was just the cops and herself. Sighing gently, she began to draw some more water to herself...

... and then her body went rigid as a sharp pain surged through her body. She dropped to her knees, her body going limp almost immediately. Why? She had not tried to escape. She had carried out the plan to the letter. How was she to know that there would be metahumans crawling all around the bank vault. She fell on her face, as footsteps signaled the moving of the law enforcement forces into the building. She was still conscious, but everything was a blur, a buzzing filled her ears, and her sixth sense was not even functioning. Perhaps the M.A.S.T. would just kill her here and now. What a sad way to end her life...

As hands hoisted her up and began to drag her away, she suddenly heard a voice, no, it was more like a message relayed directly into her brain. And she knew it was from the M.A.S.T.

"Good job, Wraithe. The mission didn't go as planned exactly, but we did achieve something. You have been assigned a new objective. The mission parameters will be etched directly into your subconscious..."

Everything faded to black.

There was a groaning noise and the sound of movement came from the other side. Zoe pressed her hand to her head, a head ache pounded and she wondered what on earth had woke her up. Then she thought she heard Sam, mumbling curse words under his breath. She struggled to her feet, limping around the corner before spotting him looking absolutely furious with himself.
“Sam?” She croaked, leaning against the side of the storage unit. Zoe looked horrible, with a split lip, and a bruise on her cheekbone. “Looking for me?”

Her voice was hoarse but she sounded glad to see him. Zoe pulled off her shoe and showed him a lock picking kit. “That’s how I got out, in case you were wondering. Ouch!” Zoe pulled a tranquilizer dart out of her shoulder. So that’s what made her feel like crap. She dropped it to the sidewalk before crushing it under her boot.

“It must have been from when they shot me earlier,” She mused before rubbing her forehead due to the headache. “Let’s get out of here.”

Sam was angry at himself for believing this woman at the bank, she was a complete stranger that just happened to know that he knew Zoe and she tried to use her as leverage and succeeded. Sam was still standing there, surprised more than anything that he was so stupid to fall for such a foolish trick. Soon though he heard a voice that was like music to his ears, he turned around to see that Zoe was actually here and she wasn't looking too good. As soon as he saw her, he ran over to her, and grabbed her head by her cheeks and looked at her face, she had some cuts and bruises but Sam was just happy that she was safe, he smeared some of the dirt away from her eyes, as if he had just found some kind of stranded cat and he was making sure that it was ok.

It appeared that she had come well prepared, she had a lock picking kit in her shoe, it surely could not have been a coincidence that she had it on her person, she then yanked a dart out of her shoulder and smash it on the ground, it appeared they got the best of her, but she had to be tranquilized first, hopefully she got some of them before they knocked her out. Sam gave Zoe a gentle hug, he didn't want to tug on any more bruises that he couldn't see, "I'm so glad you're ok" he said before pulling away and not breaking the awkward hug timing threshold, but he was genuinely worried about her, a feeling that he hasn't had for someone in a long time. He slid her arm over the top of his shoulder as he took some of her weight and the pair returned back to his apartment so they could both lick their wounds.