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The woman waited until all riders were in the van. The men with weapons climbed in and took a seat. Blocking the sliding door from CJ. She pulled out her phone and pressed one number to fast dial.

"Is she secure? You've told her? Good. Move out." she said, then hung up and slid the phone into her pocket.

As the van drove through the streets, all of the hired suits kept quiet. There was no need to try and make conversation. They had a LONG drive ahead of them. The van securing their target would be following not far behind. Just far enough that it wouldn't look as though the vans were traveling together.

The quiet ride lasted about fifteen minutes before the Van pulled to a sudden stop. The woman in the suit frowned and looked up at the driver. "What's wrong?"

"Traffic jam or something. We can't move forward until everyone in front of us move." the man replied.

"Turn around then."

"Can't." The man replied. "There are cops ahead. We'd be making an illegal turn and they'd follow us out. Have to wait it out."

The suits didn't have time to react. The woman in the suit tried to, but CJ had darted past her and out of reach faster than she could move. "Damn it! Someone get him!" she hissed.

"What do you want us to do? Shoot him? With the cops up there?" a man in front hissed.

"Warn the other van! Keep driving and get these two out of here. You three, follow me." she spat back, doing her best to follow CJ out of the van and get out onto the street.

The men in the second van didn't have much time to react. They had noticed someone leaping over cars, but weren't quick enough to act on it before CJ was inside the van with them.

Misty looked up as her rescuer tossed the guard beside her out of the van. She was... a tad more buckled down than was probably necessary. The argument she had been having before departure had been silenced with a bit of cloth duck taped over her mouth. She was seat belted in with a buckle that seemed a bit more expensive than was in most vehicles. Her hands were bound and tied to her knees, keeping her from moving her arms, or making a quick leap out of the van. Her ankles were also bound, and shackled to a convenient little addition to the bottom of the seat in front of her.

Despite her overly secured travel, she was unharmed. As the woman in the suit had promised. She made a muffled grunting noise as she tried to move herself. Then another as she tried to say something.

Misty let out another muffled grunt as he asked about the tacos. Hard to understand exactly what she was trying to say, but it could have been an answer. Or a warning that the driver had finally managed to pull his gun out and turn around just as the chain snapped by her feet.

The man in the front let out a livid curse and pulled himself into position to aim his gun at CJ. That was the last time, the LAST time he let someone convince him that the "target" was secured enough to not need a car full of guards.

The rock hit the man square in the face. He cursed again and lost his balance, falling into the front of the van. Misty tried to keep her attention on both CJ, and those who were still left in the van. The man in front was having trouble getting himself set back up again, and the look on his face said he was about ready to just start shooting. Regardless if there were police nearby or not. The other man up front was out cold, and..

The side door flew open. The woman and about three of the other men had caught up to CJ, though not out of breath. They couldn't cause a scene by leaping over cars as he had.

The woman's face slowly melted into a simmering annoyance. "She was supposed to be taken to a safe house where her recent enemies would not be able to kidnap or try to kill her again. But... since it seems we'll have to do this the hard way..." she growled, pulling out her cell phone again. She pressed a button on it, then placed it back on her pocket. "You men have a few minutes to allow us to get back on schedule. Otherwise, you'll have more than just a traffic jam to deal with." the woman said.

Misty let out another grunt in reply, trying to pull the bindings from her wrists. Suppose she was just going to have to hold on tight until she could get close to another building.


The woman in the suit just grimaced. As the rest of her men hurried to whatever cover they could find, she stood her ground. Irritated, but overly calm considering everything that was going wrong for her and her team so far. She looked over at the oncoming wave, then back at CJ. "Since you've refused to make this a cooperative trip, we'll have no choice but to go about this the hard way." she growled. Frost slowly creeping around her glasses. A moment later, the windows of the van began to frost over, and the air became incredibly cold. "The girl can thaw out once we get to our employer's safe house. YOU can come in whatever chunks are left to thaw out."

The two heroes might not be the only ones with powers of some degree.