The day was turning into such an exciting one, Strata ran through the street a large group of STF soldiers on his tail. He laughed maniacally thinking to himself as cloud began to build and rotate in the sky.<span style="font-style: italic"> Feeble-minded fools! </span>He rounded a corner and saw his good buddy and occasional partner Fear taking control of 3 cops. He laughed to himself again and decided now was as good of a time as any. As the STF forces rounded the corner Strata  turned and shouted. "Hey you limp noodles! Get a load of this!" He then triggered his trap making a tornado drop down from the cell of clouds he'd been forming in the sky. The tornado touched down ripping everything on the street around it (except him and those behind him) into the air. The soldiers were thrown everywhere some being splattered against the sides of buildimgs while others were tossed straight up only to come crashing down splattering on the street. The really unlucky ones died slowly being ripped apart inside the vortex itself. "Ah such a thing of beauty." He then walked towards Fear and a man that was now with him laughing with the most insane grin on his face. "Fear, ol' buddy, ol' pal! Up to mischief again are we?"