Kaisa heard a subtle cough, and she looked up with a smile. When she saw his face, her smile almost faded. But she kept the smile in place, he was a customer after all, and a very good one at that. She had seen him spend large amounts of money every time he stepped foot inside the store. He asked her about Batman comics and immediately her brain went into overdrive.

"How early is early? The old Detective Comics from the 30's and 40's,maybe the 50's and 60's with his first team up with Superman and the Justice League. I'm pretty sure we'll have something that would interest you" Kaisa realised she was babbling at a rate of knots as Jen called it and conciously slowed herself down "I'm sorry, I just get kinda excited when a serious collector comes into the store."

She looked up at him almost nervously, waiting on his reply. She chastised herself inside her head for going off on a tangent. Though she wasn't really exaggerating. Serious collectors were almos rare at Five Star, Robs place was usually filled with younger clientele that were reading what was the latest fad.

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He could have given a very blunt reply and simply asked for the earlist they had, but his objective was not purchasing a collectable comic. He wanted to gain some sort of trust and arange a meeting. Otherwise life would be far more difficult.

He forced a smile and took off his sunglasses, putting them inside his leather jacket.
"Well I have a lot the 40's stuff, but I do love the Justice League so if you have any of that it would be nice."

His smile became softer, to show he was plesant enough. His relaxed body language all were trying to get across a feeling that she should feel safe around him.

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"Rock N' Roll is the only relgion that never lets you down!" ~ Lemmy Kilmister

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Kaisa relaxed a little and smiled "JLA it is. I'll just need to go to the back of the store and get one of the boxes out."
She walked past him giving him a brief glance before making her way towards the back of the store. She found the Justice League section without any problem. She had, after all gotten the whole store layout memorised. There were at least 6 boxes of comics dating back from the 50's all the way up to the 90's. She reached out for the box, and then pulled back.
She looked back down towards the counter and made her way back up to the stranger dressed in black.

"Hey, maybe it'd be better if you came back there. There's so much to get through." she paused, still a little wary around him. "You could at least pick the ones you want."

Kaisa put her hands in the pockets of her jeans so he couldn't see how nervous she was.

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Cyrus waited, observing her closely. She seemed to route through the boxes, although she seemed a little carefull about her actions. She returned telling him to look for himself.
"Yeah sure, I'll take a glance."

He slowly shuffeled over and began flicking through. He pretended to look at the comics with interest. He took a few minuets then turned to look at her, picking up and old copy.
"Hey! How much is this?"
He waved it in the air and smiled.

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"Rock N' Roll is the only relgion that never lets you down!" ~ Lemmy Kilmister

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Kaisa watched him as he meticulously went through some boxes. Handling each one gently and with care. A smile crept onto her lips "this could be a big sale" she thought to herself.
She composed herself, not wanting to look to over confident he'd purchase anything.

Just at the moment he spun round with a comic in hand. Calling her over for a price, she gave her best salesman smile and walked towards the room.
"Sure lemme have a look" as she got closer she saw it was an old Justice League comic. Before thinking things through she blurted out an estimation. "Oh that one is $155" suddenly realising her actions she finished off her words "I'll need to double check with the manager though. He gets final say on big sales like this."

Kaisa's put one hand in a front pocket of her jeans. The other hand was twirling a thick strand of her blonde hair through her fingers. She could have cringed on the spot, if he wasn't staring at her.

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(I am SO, so sorry for the lack of posts. I shall do better from now on!)

The world was silent. Evelína was surrounded by darkness. "Where am I?" she thought to herself. She opened her eyes slowly and was hit by a bright light. There were tiles. And a beeping noise. She felt confused for a second. She heard somebody approaching her.

"Good afternoon dear. We're so glad to have you with us!" an elderly female voice chirped. "A doctor will be here in just a second to talk to you".

"Doctor? I'm in the hospital?" Evelína thought to herself. She turned her head towards the sound of the elderly woman and saw a plump little lady dressed in flowery scrubs fiddling about with an IV pole. Evelína opened her mouth wanting to speak but only a hoarse noise escaped her lips.

"I'll get some ice chips for you!" the lady nurse said and disappeared out the door. She soon returned and gave Evelína a few to suck on. "There, much better, isn't it dear?" the little lady asked. Evelína nodded slightly.

"Wh..what h-happened?" she asked the nurse.

"Oh there was an accident, dear. With your car. The doctor will be in shortly to tell you exactly what happened" the lady replied. The door opened. "Ah there she is!" the nurse exclaimed. "I'll be on my way now but I'll see you shortly, dear" she added and left the room waving goodbye to Evelína. A middle aged woman approached the bed and sat down on the chair right next to it. She introduced herself as Dr. Lindenberg.

"Ms Thórsdóttir, you were in a very serious car accident. You would not have been found on time was it not for the explosion which attracted the attention of a few hikers a few miles away. The paramedics found you inside the smouldering car which was nothing but a heap of unrecognizable blackened metal. You, however had not a scratch on you. How you survived the crash and explosion from inside the car without a single bruise or burn we do not know but it certainly was a miracle! Somebody's gotta like you up there!" Dr. Lindenberg said and pointed upwards. "You appear to be fine and healthy but we'd still like to keep you here for observation as well as run some tests on you if that's ok?" she continued. Evelína nodded in deep thought.

"Anything I can do for you, or I'll be on my way?" Dr. Lindenberg asked. Evelína shook her head. "Alrighty then. I shall see you later Ms Thórsdóttir!" the doctor said and left the room. Evelína sighed. Something was not right. This was the second time she'd survived a fatal car crash without a single bruise to tell the tale. What was wrong with her? She glanced at the bedside table to find a TV remote. She reached for it and pointed it up towards the TV hanging on the wall in the upper left corner of the room. She zapped through the various channels until she came across CNN. There, coincidentally, the news reporter was telling the camera about a few cases in New York City where a few select people had been capable of inhuman, or rather superhuman, abilities. The reporter communicated with the anchorman in the studio who was now telling the audience of the remarkable events that had happened in the past few weeks in the city that never sleeps. The 'Superhuman Phenomenon' he seemed to call it. He hoped to see more superhumans come forth around the world as he had no doubt this was a global phenomenon.

"New York... I have to get to New York!"

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He smiled and took another look at it, as if he were considering buying it at that price. Cyrus turned to Kaisa, still smiling.
"Well, I would buy it but..."
He lay it on top of the others and pointed to a corner of the front page.
"If you look very closely there's a slight rip."
He pulled his finger back to invite her to take a closer look.
"See for your self."
Meanwhile his left hand reached into his pocket and he gripped the metal object in his pocket, the shop was empty of customers and he could see no one else. This was his chance.

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"Rock N' Roll is the only relgion that never lets you down!" ~ Lemmy Kilmister

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The train slowed and came to a stop. Rebecca and Matt got off and took the stairs to the outside. Matt quickly fanned down a taxi. Rebecca put her luggage in the trunk and slid in the yellow car. It smelled awfully of cigarettes and mold. This made Rebecca sneeze violently. After her sneezing fit, Matt looked at her with concern and the taxi driver glared at her.
"Vancouver please." Matt said distractedly to the driver. The driver grunted and started off.
"What was that?" Matt asked incredulously.
"Allergies." Rebecca shrugged.

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((Hm, I suppose I should get my charrie to New York as well! lol))

The call came in for Connell while he was at work. He answered in the office where he was doing paperwork. "Hello?"
"Hi Connell."
"Hey Mom. How are you?"
He heard her sigh. "Connell..."
The man sat up straight in his chair. "Is something wrong?"
"It's Aiden."
"What's wrong with him?"
"He was in a car accident."
Connell exaled slowly. "How bad?"
There was a pause on the other end of the line. "He's in a coma. He has been since he got to the hospital."
"I'll be there as soon as I can, Mom."


Connell got the name and address of the hospital. It was in New York, Lenox Hill. After telling his boss and getting permission to take as much time off as he needed, Connell drove to his house, speeding. He got on the phone with the nearest airport as he packed a few things. Fortunately, a flight to New York was leaving soon.

About an hour later, Connell was seated on the plane as it took off the Scotland runway.

She looked around, the shop was eerily empty. Rob was off somewhere, letting Kaisa run the shop as he always did. She sighed and began to walk towards the potential buyer. She was starting to feel a little unease, but if Rob knew she let a sale go. He'd not be impressed at all.

"Sure, let me take a look at it." she braved her best smile and stood at the gap between the main shop floor and the back issue room.

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Cyrus smiled, still putting on the face of a normal man, though he could sense she felt uneasy. He took a step forward holding the comic toward her. As he got within three feet and pulled out the pistol from his pocket and aimed it at her chest, tossing the comic aside.
"Now Kaisa, if you would be so kind as to stay quiet and come with me."
He grinned, an evil grin and pointed to the entrance.
"If you don't then the police will find a bullet lodged in your heart."

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"Rock N' Roll is the only relgion that never lets you down!" ~ Lemmy Kilmister

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Kaisa's breath caught in her throat as the man pulled a gun on her. The look on his face said it all. He didn't even need to have threatened her for Kaisa to know one wrong move and he'd shoot her without any hesitation.

She tried to speak, but she couldn't utter a word. She was frozen in fear at the prospect of having her young life cut short. Then suddenly it hit her, like a bolt of lightning.
"He knows my name" her words seemed to scream inside her head. "How can he know my name? I didn't tell him my name"

Kaisa began to panic. Who was this mysterious and dangerous man and what did he want with her? How did he know her name?

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((okay... no idea what's going on... I guess my character is just flying in the sky over New York City! Anyone there care to spot my character and find a way to help me jump back in? sorry...))

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Cyrus tilted his head to one side and slid the sunglasses back on with his free hand. He pointed back to the door.
"Now you are going to walk out the door, not more than two feet away from me, you will follow my instructions to the letter. If you dare run, or try anything I will shoot you, even in public."

His grin was cemented on his face and began pushing Kaisa to the door.
"I will allow you any questions, I would like to have an open relationship with you with no trouble."
The gun barrel jabbed into her back, pushing her toward the door.
"Move out slowly and turn right."

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"Rock N' Roll is the only relgion that never lets you down!" ~ Lemmy Kilmister

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Kaisa listened to his words carefully. He meant business and there were no words to describe how terrified she was. One minute her life was going so well. Now it hung in the balance. She had no choice but to go along with him.

He said Kaisa could ask him anything. She had so many questions, she didn't know where to start. Suddenly she felt the gun jabbing into her back, pressing through her plaid shirt. He calmly stated directions to her, which without objection, complied.

Gathering what little courage she had, Kaisa managed to speak up. She only had one question on her mind right now.
"How do you know my name?"

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They started walking down the street, Cyrus a foot behind her with the gun his pocket. The barrel still pointed to her back, just in case. He smilled a little at the question.
"Well, you're famous Kaisa, to the government anyway. They have been tracking you for some time. You date of birth, parents names, what your dog was named, your fears etc etc... It is all on their database and it was easy to take for myself."
Cyrus seemed very calm as they walked but he knew in such a crowded place things could go very wrong very fast.
"They picked you up after doing a random medical search of every american citizen. I must say I am excited to test you..."

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"Rock N' Roll is the only relgion that never lets you down!" ~ Lemmy Kilmister

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