<strong>James Crow<br/>'Wrath'<br/>The Krim Zone</strong><br/><br/>"So, the lamb seeks out the wolf it would seem." Wrath said catching his knife as he spoke only to toss it in the air again. Hidden in the shadows only the red half of his mask can be seen. After catching it for a final time he slammed the blade into the wooden floor of the second story building and stood up walking out from the shadows revealing himself. The man who approached him was in charge of a gang, names were not Wrath's concern, only objectives. Holding his .44 pistol in one hand and a 9 millimeter pistol in the other he approached the gang leader along with his posse of ten to twelve guards. "I am glad that you saved me the trouble of finding you to kill. Now I can move forward with my plans." He said coldly as he cocked his .44.<br/><br/>"Wrath, I can offer you six times what the Malconies are offering! I can help you achieve your goals!" The desperate Vladmir begged. A hit on someone was little more than a casual occurrence in the krim zone. Yet when Wrath was hired, almost everyone in the Krim Zone would know about it. They would avoid that man like the plague, they knew the consequence of associating with a target. It was death if they were lucky, if they weren't they would be tormented and left to die a horrific death after telling Wrath everything he knew.<br/><br/>"Your assets are far greater than Malconie, however after your death there will be a sixty-four percent decrease in the Malconie's black market, and almost a eighty-eight percent drop for me. If I were to betray Malconie, the Flechette, family would not be happy with the result, resulting in a thirty-three percent increase after your ninety percent discount which will only last for several weeks before you grow tired of me exploiting you're resources. In short.. this is strictly buisness Mister Vladmir." He finished as he drew he ducked and spun behind a cement pillar.<br/><br/>As Wrath finished Vladmir shouted "KILL HIM!" Only for his men to draw and miss their shots as Wrath had already began to move as the first gun was fired, by the time the barrage of bullets came he was safely behind cover. Wrath calmly pushed a detonator causing the second floor that Vladmir, and his men were standing on to detonate, making them fall twelve feet. By the time they were falling down Wrath had moved from his cover and leaped above them, with both his .44 caliber revolver and his 9 millimeter pistol he began to fire down at the dozen or so men that were falling. Already knowing where the blast would throw them he fired at where they would be by the time he had turned from the corner. By the time the bodies had hit the ground all except Vladmir was dead.<br/><br/>Grasping a deafened and stunned Vladmir Wrath dragged him into the middle of a street where he looked up. Malconie Junior had watched the entire incident from the second story of the warehouse across the street. Pointing his .44 pistol at Vladmir's head he fired a single round, splattering his brains across the streets of Krim. Malconie and Wrath exchanged glances for a moment before Malconie went deeper into the building and back into his hideout.<br/><br/>Everything had been going according to plan, now a bomb threat would rise. One that the police would not be able to handle, the so called 'Super Heroes' would be forced to intervene. However it was all a ploy, he would simply sit and observe them, watch how they fought, what powers they had and how they reacted to the various situations at hand. Heading back to his hideout he picked up a satellite and dialed nine-one-one. The call would be scrambled through out several cellphone towers.<br/><br/>"A bomb has been planted at a location along the wall of the Krim Zone. If any police try to enter the Krim Zone I will detonate the bomb, I require five billion dollars in four hours or else I will detonate the bombs and release the Wrath of the Krim upon the surrounding city. If you don't take me seriously than I will teach you what happens when you don't." He than hung up the phone, the bomb threat on the Krim Zone was a lie. Destroying the wall would serve no purpose however the thought of prisoners escaping would no doubt scare the public and the police yet what was truly in store for the city was still in motion.