<div class="floatleft">(http://static3.depositphotos.com/1003789/200/i/450/dep_2002665-Beautiful-young-women-holding-apple-in-t.jpg)</div><hr/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>  Name:</strong>       Katerina De Leon<br/>  <strong>Title:</strong>          Teletrix.  (Not chosen)<br/>  <strong>Affiliation:</strong>  Resistance.<br/>  <strong>Location:</strong>   Los Angeles, Art Museum at the corner of Wilshire Blvd and Fairfax Ave.<br/>  <strong>Tags:</strong>          Wreck.  Open.<br/><br/></span></span><hr/><br/>"That's for Jake you FUCK!"  Katerina screamed out between the mix of physical and emotional agony she was going through.  It would never be enough but it was a sure damn good start.  Wreck himself had not been anywhere near her and Jake when their ride had been demolished, but he had still been a part of Apocalypse's army, had still served him regardless of his reasons for doing so which she didn't care about and wouldn't have cared about even if he told her why at that moment.  So when the young man she had thought she had buried alive pulled himself out of the wreckage, Katerina's red and blue eyes were open in absolute shock at seeing him not only alive, but from what she could see quite unharmed.  She couldn't summon up another telekinetic blast without shredding her brain apart in the process so she was all but defenseless now.  She thought that he'd try to attack her for trying to kill him but so far he seemed to be quite understanding of her rage and didn't do anything in retaliation.  In fact, he had tried to put his hands up to show he didn't plan to do anything hostile, now that Katerina bothered to think about it, but she still would have tried to kill him since he had still been a part of her misery, along with the rest of the world.  The pain in her head would take a few hours to disappear and even then it'd take a few more before she'd risk trying to attack like that again.  So that meant that as much as she hated the idea, Wreck was their only means of defense.<br/><br/>"I don't know who the fuck you are, nor do I care.  You all know who and what he was, what he was doing before supposedly leading you people out.  You're stupid or just crazy trusting him at all.  But since he seems to be the only thing capable of defending us at the moment I guess we don't have a choice but to follow along."  She glared daggers at Wreck all the same, not about to let him get close enough to lay hands on her, regardless if she could toss him around and actually hurt him or not.  It still felt good to try.  "Apocalypse has taken someone from all of us.  I lost my brother Jake.  He died protecting me and look how that ended.  I become a freak, the world has gone to shit, and it's partly in thanks to this asshole.  Bravo fucktard, bravo.  I hope signing up for the winning team has made you quite happy with yourself."  Katerina all but spit at Wreck, just hoping he'd give her if no one else in their small group a reason to try to take him apart.  "So, what was it?  Why did you sell your soul to him, hmm?  Because I hope it was worth it only to end up betraying him now.  Shows how much loyalty means to you.  Should we expect the same treatment?!"