[CB] Hidden (Amaya)

The black Humvee drove slowly down the block, the tinted windows hiding the occupants from view. The point was not to be seen, but the vehicle really stood out. In the end it got more attention than it was supposed to. Not that those inside the larger car even really cared. At the next intersection they took a right and continued on the next block. If anyone was watching the vehicle's progress they would notice it was slowly navigating each and every street and road of the city one by one. Down on street and up the other, across one road and back the other way. The car weaved it way through Karakura Town with a purpose. But to what end was only known to those inside. But even their patience was wearing thin.
"How much further do we have to go?" said the man sitting in the passenger side of the Humvee. Both men were dressed in black suits and ties. Both also wore sunglasses even within the tinted vehicle. Their attire aside both men were radically different. The passenger was an average looking man with short black hair and a thin mustache over his lips. The driver was much larger and wider in comparison. If anything it looked like the only reason they were in a Humvee was because a smaller car would have been uncomfortable. The larger man had shaved his head bald and with a swirl patterned tattoo taking the place of his hair. Other than the eyebrows the only hair on the man's head was a small goatee on his lip. The large man made no response to the skinner man's inquiry. Without a word he looked at the GPS to see the next place to go. The smaller man groaned.
"This wouldn't be so bad if I didn't have you for company." He had tried to turn on the radio, but his silent companion had quickly turned it off. The trip was unbearably boring. He had been elated when they had stopped for gas, at the time he had been so desperate as to chat up the fuel attendant about baseball, a sport he never watched. Taking one more look at the driver he slumped in his seat and turned his head to gaze out the window. Staring at the world as they drove past wasn't too entertaining, but it was better than nothing. Women, men, children, all of them going about their days without much care.

The car came to a sudden stop and the man lurched forward almost hitting the dashboard. Deftly he caught himself before any damage could be done. With a snarl he turned to face the driver.
"What the hell do you think you're doing! I could have died you big_" He cut the rant short upon seeing that the driver wasn't even looking at the road, but had his head turned looking over his left shoulder. "Oooh, you found one!" the man's face lit up to see that reaction from this traveling buddy. It would seem the trip wouldn't be so uneventful. Even as he thought that the driver side door opened and the big man effortlessly stepped out. Outside of the larger car, he stood a couple inches higher than the vehicle. The man straightened his tie and started walking away. The passenger could only stare in utter disbelief. "Get back here you idiot!" A car that had just pulled onto the street behind them honked for them to move. "Damn it!" frantically he moved over out of his seat and took the place behind the wheel. Slamming the door shut turned to look which way the silent man had gone. There was no trace of him. The car behind honked again and the thin man groaned. His foot on the gas he could only guess that the other man had gone somewhere to the left, at the next intersection he got into the lane and clicked the blinker. He had hoped for something interesting, and he had gotten it. Hopefully things wouldn't be over by the time he got there.

It had been a good day, maybe even a great day. She had been able to find a small group of the black clothed people, that addressed themselves as shinigami, gods of death.
They were welcome to call themselves whatever they wanted, all she cared about was that they were stronger then average people, and that she was able to fight them when she found them.
She standing at the top of a building looking around "come out come out wherever you are" there was one of the shinigami that had gotten away from her earlier, and she was now hunting him down.
It all started with her going out for a walk when she spotted the small group, and without much hesitation she set after them. They were out on patrol, making sure the city was safe from these dark creatures, that they called hollows, she never really got the whole idea of what a hollow is, but apparently its the evil things and the shinigami was the good people protecting the earth.
It was all just a bunch of crap for all she cared, but the shinigami and hollow were invisible to the normal people, so maybe that was what she was looking for, a hollows or a shinigami, no one was able to see anything else then the thieves that day after all.

Still she had found the group of shinigami on patrol, and she attacked them out of nowhere, a quick sphere bomb placed in the middle, separated them all, and in the cover of the dust, she approached the first shinigami, he barely knew what hit him before she had sent him flying into the ground, she had little time to finish this one, and moved quickly before the dust settled.
The second shinigami was aware that something was off, and blocked the first strike from her foot, but she quickly lowered her body, making a sweep.
The shinigami was down on the ground and she raised her foot high and sent it flying hard down in the shinigamis stomach, as he was now lying flat on the ground.
The dust had meanwhile settled and the last shinigami could now see his two comrades lying down on the ground.
Amaya was standing over the shinigami she just defeated looking at the last, she was unsure what he would do, he was looking ready to panic and run away any minute now, but to her surprise he drew his sword.
She could not help but smile, she kicked the shinigami next to her to the side, and stepped on the side of her head "Don't be greedy now, there is plenty for everybody" that comment seemed to really piss him off, cause he charged towards her with little regard for what would happen.
She knew that facing someone like that head on was dangerous, she made a jump back as he slashed out towards her, she had to keep a distance for a short while, he would quickly run out of energy if he kept striking out at her like that.
"come on now, is that really the best you got little boy"
He kept striking out at her relentlessly, but he was quickly getting tired, she saw her chance, kicked the sword out of his hand, and then made a spinning kick upwards, spinning her entire body around, creating a black plate under her to step on, and kicked the shinigami even further up, by making a second attack.

She now saw that the first shinigami she attacked had gotten back on his feet and had made a run for it. He had gotten quite the head start.
She created another plate next to herself, placing her feet on it she set off towards the runner. The runner was quite fast, but she was still closing the space between them little by little.
He turned a quick corner and she lost sight of him, now she was standing at the top of a building looking around, making small taunts as she walked around.
She was quickly scanning the area as she was looking around, even if this shinigami was hiding his spiritual pressure she would find it with her eye.
There she got a reading, he was right at the edge of the building hiding behind the building ventilation system. A quick smile appeared on her face, she began running, and as she got close, she let her body fall backwards, gliding under the machinery.
As she got out on the other side, the shinigami was right infront of her, stunned in surprise. She seized the moment, setting off from the ground, landing her feet right in his stomach, and sends him flying out from the building, but she was not yet done.
She landed on her feet and jumped right after the shinigami. She was hanging right over him now, she turned in the air sending her foot down on the poor shinigami, making him fall quickly towards the ground.
She again used one of her black plates to set in pursuit of the shinigami, he hit the ground hard, and right after she landed next to him. She had figured, that if she landed on him now, he would die from the impact, and she was not after killing the shinigami, at least not this one.
She heard some movement in the alley they were now in, she looked in the direction, her eye was not picking up any signatures, so it was probably just somebody out walking.

Many minutes earlier

He moved across the city at an amazing pace once he had found out the direction to go. With all the subtly of bulldozer he had navigated the slightly crowded sidewalk streets of the city. The large man's huge stride more than enough to out pace a fast walk. Anyone out for a jog might have kept up with him. It was a wonder how face he could be if he decided to run. But he wasn't in a rush, he was slowly tracking the target. The man giant made no apologies as he knocked men, women, and children aside. One man's coffee was knocked from his hand and spilled down his leg. Angry he turned to his assailant, but he was already moving away. This only made him angrier.
"Oi!" He yelled running after the subject of his ire. The larger man didn't respond or show any sign of stopping. "You jackass, get back here!" he shouted as the gap closed. His anger only rose the more effort he had to put into catching the offender. The man didn't even consider the size moved in to vent his frustrations. With a small burst of speed the pulled ahead of the man an blocked his path. The giant now stopped and looked at the man in the business suit his head cocked to the side. Slightly out of breath the man stared at the larger man with a scowl. Some of the people on the street sensing the situation hurried by not wanting to get involve. Other stopped to watch the incident unfold.
"Did you see what you did to me, mate!?" the smaller man yelled and gestured at pant leg stained a dark brown. The fabric being only slightly brown made the stain look absolutely horrible. "I had this imported from Italy, you'll be on your ass to pay for the dry cleaning bill." The larger man's head jerked as the target started to move again. He started to move as well, the man in front of him put out his arms to stop him.
"Oh, no you don't you're going to stay here until we work this out." is what he said as this hands grabbed at the man. This did nothing to impede his progress. With a powerful stride he pushed the man holding him backwards. The man was as shocked as those watching, he stumbled and fell releasing his grip. The small crowd gasped in unison as the man dropped. Somehow he manged to spin as he fell making himself land on his back rather than his face. A few of those gathered around laughed at the strange spectacle.

When man he managed to pick himself off the ground there was no denying the red in his eyes. Some had moved to the ground to assist, but it was not needed. His anger at it's peak he struck the helpful man across the face sending him backwards with a look of absolute shock. The good samaritan's cheek was quite red. The surrounding people gave another collective gasp in shock.
"What are you bastards looking at!?" he screeched. The crowd moved back giving the quite angry fellow some room. They parted giving a clear view of the object of his aggression. The other man's back grew smaller and smaller as he moved further away. Undaunted the man sprang to his feet. Running at full speed he tore across the side walk. Much like the man now in front of him he pushed anyone and everyone aside. There was much annoyance in their faces after being bumped aside for the second time. Once again the man caught up with the silent offender. It would seem he wasn't going to try words anymore, he raised his right arm back to strike at the other man's back. Not slowing in his run he hoped to used the added power to floor the man. Things didn't work out that way. There was a sickening crunch as the fist collided with the other man's back. Intense pain shot thought the angry man's hand and he stopped moving instantly. It was rare for a man to reach such a high pitched scream, but somehow he managed. He fell to his knees holding his shattered hand like a newborn baby. People inside the buildings along the street to see what could make such a noise. All anger vanished a the painful injury became the center of his world, the man in black had already left not even noticing the failed attack.

Present

The man that emerged on the end of the alley was adorned in a black suit. He looker purposely down the narrow back street directly Amaya. He paused only for a moment and strode forward. His footsteps echoed in the near empty alley. He hadn't seen the woman dispatch the shinigami, but had arrived seconds after their defeat. The young woman before him was indeed the target; that much he could tell. Without hesitation he moved to stand before the woman. He looked over his shoulder, and then realized that his companion was not with him the whole time. The big man pointed his large index finger at the girl, and then jerked his thumb at his chest.

Some strange person had come before her, he was bald and big, wearing a suit, could he be one of the shinigami?
No it was very unlikely, he had no spiritual output she could read, and the shinigami did not wear suits but robes, so who could it be.
She looked down at the shinigami and would ask him, but she had knocked him out cold with her attacks, so no help to get there.
She took her hand up to her hair and ran it trough her hair, while placing her foot on the shinigamis chest "what do you want big guy?" This guy had no reading, but then again it might as well just be someone she pissed off in the past, and besides she could think of nothing that would change her position to attack.
She send her foot around the shinigami, using the strength of her foot to lift him up into the air and made a strong kick to send him towards the bald man.
Using this as a distraction, she ran in low, and as soon as she was right in front of the man she made a kick up towards the mans chin to send him flying into the air, should it succeed, she would follow up by making additional attacks to send him further into the air with the help of her dark plates.
After about 4 strikes she would try to get in front of him, to kick him back towards the ground.

She was not being very considerate of who this was, even if it was a normal human being, he should be able to survive it, heavily damaged and in bad condition.
Something about this man just did not sit well with her, either it was the way he looked, or he was just generally giving off a bad vibe.

The man in the black suit made not other move. As if that gesture alone was all that was needed. When Amaya made here move he didn't move in the slightest. As the shinigami's body can at him like a bullet he didn't even flinch. His arm shout out and caught the spinning body with ease just as the young woman rushed forward to strike at him. With only his left hand he held the unconscious body aloft as if it was a tissue he had just blown his nose with. His eyes never left the limp body as the small foot came up to collide with his chin. There was a pop upon impact as the fast moving shoe hit the pale flesh. But the man showed no reaction, his head didn't move in the slightest from the no doubt powerful blow. He stood so still, not even moving a millimeter. He was rock solid. It was like trying to move a chair only to realize the chair was bolted down. The mystery mad didn't seem angry at all from her actions. A normal person would be quite made if someone kicked him in the face. But a normal person would be hurt by such a kick wouldn't they? His appearance wasn't normal and he react was even less so. There was little doubt there was something quite odd about the man. Finally the man started to move. The body he was holding dropped from and landed with a thud. His head turned only slightly as he locked onto Amaya as his right hand reached forward to grab at the girls foot. The now free left hand reached for the woman's leg to completely trap her limb if possible.

What just happened, she did not go full force with her attack, yet it should still be able to effect people above her spiritual level.
This guy did not have any serious energy about him, so how was he able to withstand her kick, as if nothing happened.
She had not encountered anything like that before, was it her eye that was defective, she had not been able to run maintenance on it since she left Korea, yet it had not shown any other signs of damage.
She reacted just in the nick of time as the man tried to get a hold of her foot, she made two small plates appear between his hands and her leg. She swiftly swung her other foot up to set off from the bald mans chest, and made two back flips landing a bit away from the man.
Just what was this guy, he did not seem much affected by her attack, and using the shinigami as a projectile was equally useless. Could it be a robot, no there was no metallic sounds when she hit the guy, and nothing else indicated it either, besides who used robots, none that she could think of, the shinigami was always fighting with their swords, and she could not imagine the hollows coming up with this.
Whatever this guy was, she could not take a direct approach, she would have to use a more indirect method until she could asses what he was, the chance was still it was some kind of machine or possible a cyborg, and her poison would not work very well against someone who did not feel pain.
Maybe an explosion would help here, she would have to make it more then just a distraction, aim to hurt with it, which also meant that they would probably be seen by others, but she could still retreat if things got too out of hand.
She jumped off the ground and created a black sphere in her hand, she made it get to her feet, where she kicked it towards the guy, as soon as the sphere was 4-feet away from her, it would be able to explode on impact, or if anyone just got too close to it.

If the man was shocked by the sudden appearance of the black plates his face didn't show it. The suddenly appearing metal plate blocking his his attempt to grab and contain the young woman. His fist harmlessly bounced off the strange material and both hands returned to a rest at his sides. He didn't seem too keen on chasing Amaya as she increased the distance between them. It was wise not to pursue a foe when you didn't know what they were capable of. The man in the black suit watched and waited to see what else she might do next. He didn't have to wait long as the young woman created what seemed to a sphere of pitch black. His head cocked to the side much like a dog observing his master doing something beyond his comprehension. The next moment the woman had kicked the orb directly at him. Instinct took over and the man jumped alarmingly high. Nearly fifteen feet in the air his arm shot out at the brick wall. His fingers dug into the hard stone with ease and the man's sudden ascent stopped instantly. His foot gently resting against the wall to take the strain off his arm. The black orb passed swiftly below him, something told him it wasn't a good idea for him to touch it. Proof of this came when the orb hit off trashcan. The roar of the explosion rushed down the alley and washed over him. Turning his head back at the young woman the man released his grip on the stone. There were deep cuts in the rock where his hand had been. He landed in a crouch when he dropped back to the street. He took one more look over his shoulder at the burning crater where the trashcan had been. The small blast had destroyed much of the wall as well. Without rising from the crouch he placed the knuckles of his fist against the ground. There was a popping sound, much quieter than the previous explosion, and the man was suddenly rocketed down the alley. It was if he had be shot out of a cannon. The big man was now less than six feet in front of Amaya. His hand reached for the young woman's throat, his other hand balled into a fist read to strike.

She was surprised by the mans sudden jump, there was no doubt about it now, this man was much more than he appeared to be, the shear amount of strength he displayed was beyond anything she had encountered yet, one punch from this guy would send her flying.
She could not take it easy at all here, she had to keep her distance, she did not like to keep her distance in fights, but she had little to no choice here, getting too close could prove disastrous until she could at least hurt this guys movement a little.
Still the bald man did not seem overly quick in movement, but then again he just jumped freaking high in no time at all, so even if his normal move speed was slow, he could charge at her in just a matter of seconds, so she had to keep her guard up at all time.
She landed on the ground almost at the same time as he did, she quickly stood up straight, she would have to go a bit more indirect, he could easily dodge the attacks, but how easy could he avoid a mine field, she began creating another sphere, as expected the man was not about to stand and wait for her to make a move this time.
The man was quicker at her then she had anticipated, she had to let go of the sphere before it was complete, leaving it with slightly less power.
She set off from the ground directly up into the air, creating a black bar she could swing around even further up into the air, where she kept spinning a few time, until she finally used all the momentum to kick a swiftly made sphere towards the man, the speed of the sphere was moving at devastating speed from this, but she was not going to stand around to see if it hit, as soon as it was send off, she made a black plate to her side, and began moving sideways to keep her distance while creating black spheres she could leave behind.

Again the woman showed her impressive speed. Even with the sudden explosive dash she managed to elude his grasp. But she didn't just evade, she left a small parting gift; a sphere. There was no way for the big man to retreat after the sudden acceleration, he went head first into the black orb. There wasn't even time for him to raise his hands in defense as the small sphere detonated. Once again thunder filled the alley as the bomb exploded. It's power was half that of the first explosion, but it was equally as loud. The flash of fire and smoke died down quickly to reveal the man still standing. Much of the suit was burned way from across his chest and arms. His face blackened and the sunglasses that he had been wearing now hung broken on his face. Although his skin was black in some sections he looked almost unharmed. He turned his head as the young woman began her acrobatic spin on the ebony bar. Blueish green eyes fixed on the girl as she made her final spin and released another orb. Once more he didn't have time to evade. Unlike the last orb this one traveled at him like a bullet. For the third time an explosion rocked the alleyway. And again the man was seen standing once the smoke had cleared. The black suit was completely missing from from his body now, his pants were in tatters, and his glasses completely gone. He now stood completely shirtless. The muscled body was a sight to behold. How many hours of work had it taken to sculpt the magnificent physique? After two explosions and the man still stood firm. There were patches of black from where the bomb's fire had touched him, but he seemed otherwise unhurt. The man cracked his neck left then right. Looking down at his body he gently dusted some of the ash off his body. As he did so he noticed a small loop of fabric remaining from the cuff of his suit. He tore it and let it flutter to the ground. The bald man snorted out his nose as the Amaya began moving once again. After that great snort he inhaled deeply through his nostrils. His chest quickly expanded as he drew in more and more air. For a moment it looked like he inflated like a balloon, but his size didn't change that much. The man stopped inhaling and then opened his mouth.

*RAWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWR*

A scream that sounded like a chorus of shouts came from the man mighty chest. The high pitched wail echoed off the walls of the alley. The windows placed higher up buckled and broke as the octave increases to beyond human levels. The glass shattered as the sound wave rose in frequency. The extreme sonic wave rushed at Amaya as she began to create new bombs.

Amaya smiled as she could see one explosion follow up the next, two perfect hits, there was no way he could stand straight after that, now all she would have to do was to get up close and finish him off.
She stopped running turned and began moving towards the smoke, but what happened next was a big surprise, the man was barely even hurt, his clothes were torn apart, but the man was standing as if nothing had happened, that was impossible, she hit him with two spheres in a row, even if the first one was weak, he should still be injured more than that.
She stopped once more, only to hear him scream at her, but this was not a normal scream, it was a sonic wave, she was too close, no time to dodge. she put her hands fourth and created a big black plate to defend her with in the last second.
Safe for now, or so she thought, but there was more force behind this attack then she had imagined, the plates began to crack from the force "just hold on for a little while longer" but there was nothing to do, the plate shattered into a thousand pieces, each piece quickly vaporising, as she was sent flying by the sheer force the man sent at her.
She had to act fast, if she collided with something now, she would not be able to get up again. Making a plate to her side she tried to push herself out of the waves center.
There was a building closing in behind her, it had to go fast, it was now or never "aaaaaaargggh!!" with a burst of her strength she pushed herself out of the wave, but she was still going at high velocity, and crashed into the building.
She hang at the building for a short while before she feel down towards the ground.
It was a slight fall, she had hit the building at the second floor, at times like this, she was glad she had an above average constitution, or she would be dead now.
Small parts of rubble from the building feel around her, "who the hell is this fucking idiot, coming her and thinking he can do whatever the fuck he wants, and how the hell could he take a kick and two sphere attacks from me and act as if it was nothing, it cannot be a hollow, hollows always took the shape of beats or the likes, the quincy always use a bow to attack, that rules them out, that leaves bounts, shinigami and another superhuman, but then there is the issue of no spiritual reading from him, is my eye being unreliable due to maintenance problems, or maybe he is something else, I need more data" she was talking to herself in her injured state.
She was slowly getting up as she could hear someone getting closer, she began to slowly laugh, getting a bit higher little by little, when she was laughing pretty high, she suddenly stopped "no... fuck the data, fuck it all, this is the greatest fight I have had in my life" she got ready to attack whoever it was that getting close, not caring to calculate her actions anymore, all that mattered was getting into the fight!

The Humvee deftly maneuvered through the traffic on the streets. To see the huge vehicle move so gracefully was shocking to both the other drivers and the various people on the sidewalks. Some cars tried their best to get out of his way. When his dynamic driving skills failed him the man in the Humvee swerved into the oncoming traffic and caused complete pandemonium. He didn't bother to honk his horn he just hit the gas and resumed his erratic driving. Where was a cop when you needed one? Startled drivers careened out of their lanes into the other lanes. The first few crashes occurred within minutes. Wails of sirens could be heard as the pile up increased. Both lanes were now in chaos as people hit the breaks or jerked the wheel too swiftly. A chain reaction of destruction as one car slammed into another. A car T-bone another car as it tried to miss the massive vehicle in the wrong lane. The hit knocked the other onto it's roof and rolling backwards. The car behind it tried to swerve, but was hit just enough to send it pinwheeling into another. It was almost amusing to watch if not for the human lives at risk. The Humvee didn't stop nor pause as this all unfolded, he was too busy trying to get a lock on his companion.

The first emergency vehicles arrived on the scene and tried their best to quell the people's panic. Even more cars were crashing even though the Humvee was further down the road. Screams of people on the street mixed with those trapped in the mangled heap of their cars. The Humvee took a hard right leaving the 2 and a half blocks of destruction in his wake. Inside the perpetrator's all of the sounds were just background noise. He tried his best as he finally got a complete lock on his target. Not too far from his present location as he took another sharp right and then stopped. The next street was too narrow for the wide car. He would have to continue by foot. The car's door popped open as he turned off the ignition and reached under the seat. His hand groped blindly for half a second before finding what it desired. He pulled the item free; a very fine black briefcase. The man's head looked around to see if anyone noticed him and his cargo. This street was almost empty. With all the noise from the previous block getting their full attention. He shrugged and jumped from the vehicle. Quickly slamming the door he made sure to lock the door before he hurried down the alley. His footsteps clicked on the hard stone. There was no denying the surge of power he just felt. Not only was his companion close, but the target as well.
"I guess that guy is good for something_" his comment was stopped by the sudden explosion he hurt. "Damn it!" he grunted and increased his pace. More sounds followed, which could only mean more explosions. Then came the sonic scream. From this distance the man flinched. He could only guess what had forced the other man to use such a tactic. He smiled and vanished like a dream. An instant later he reappeared several feet down the alley where it met another alley like a cross section. There was smoke coming from this second alley, no doubt in it being the battle ground he sought. Sure enough as he turned the corner he beheld the two combatants.

His companion stood at one end and the target, who happened to be a woman, lay quite close to him on the ground. The young woman struggled to get up at his approach. He took this time to adjust his ruffled suit and tie. In one hand the briefcase hung at his side. His other hand, after straightening his tie, held up in front of himself as a signal to stop. "Hold it now girlie, I'm not going to hurt you." he said quickly noting the fire still in her eyes even after being knocked down. Definitely a scrapper. She was just what they were looking for. He gave his most charming smile possible to the young woman. Very slowly he lowered his hand to assist her in getting up. "I only wish to talk. I suggest you listen as we have quite the offer for you."

It was another voice, he was... he was telling her to hold it, and that he was not going to hurt her, she was getting pissed off by those words, don't he dare try to mock her now, just because she was getting over her head in a fight did not mean anybody was allowed to talk in that manner to me.
She was still furious and ready to kick this guy aside and get back into the fight, but for the sake of it all, she calmed herself down, well as calm as she could be, the rage was still coursing trough every fiber of her body.
She stood up in but a second, standing face to face with this man, she stared right into his eyes, there was not much room between them.
She stared right into his eyes "you only wish to talk?!" there was a hint of sarcasm in her slightly exhausted talk "Well then if you wanna talk, you better talk fast, before I lose what little patience I have left and kick you right ass into your big friend!"
What in the world could these guys be after, she only recently arrived in the city, just who's attention had she gotten, she had already ruled out just about any major faction she knew of.
She got her temper back in line, took a step back and looked over the person, making sure to record any important information. Mainly she made her eye look for any sign of a license or registration, and of course if the guy had any spiritual energy about him, so far she had still not been able to see it on the big guy which annoyed her limitlessly, because he was so strong.

"Idle threats don't work too well, deary. If you're having trouble with my friend over there, you're not going to fare well against me." he said cheerfully despite the tone of his comment. As if on cue the other man slowly made his way towards the man and the young woman. Within moments he reached them and walked past the girl to stand behind the man. He folded his arms across his now bare chest and stared at the young woman. His body was scared form the repeated blast, but he didn't seem to be injured in the slightest. Her strikes had hit, but he still stood. "Among those in our organization he's deemed a failure. The only reason he's here is his supreme detection skills." The bald man nodded at the compliment veiled by an insult.

He waved his empty hand to dismiss the man. The giant turned and walked away. "As for the matter in question. We've been instructed to seek out special people. Those with potential." He looked a the spots where the explosions had gone off. There was still "I'll say you managed to pass." he said with a whistle surveying the damage. The man spun around and opened the briefcase halfway. Without revealing the other contents he pulled out beige envelope and snapped the briefcase shut. Walking past Amaya he set the envelope upon a trash can lid. "Inside is 5,000 dollars cash. Take it home and look it over the information. If you decide to cooperate consider it a down payment when the task is completed. If you decide that this isn't for you the $5,000 is yours to keep. Payment for your silence on the matter." he said with a wink as he pulled a cigarette form his inner pocket. His index finger flicked the tip and the end of the cigarette flared to life. The man took a puff and gave Amaya a smile. "Calls us with your decision." he said walking away after the bald man. In seconds he was gone leaving the young woman alone in the alley.

She did not like this, not one bit, they were testing her, and for what, what was these guys plans? This guy was really pissing her off with his superior thinking, she was not close to having used her full power, but going against two would not be such a good idea, she kept calmed and heard him out, annoying as he may be.
Amaya watched carefully as the man opened his briefcase, she set the recording on, but sadly she was not able to catch anything of interest, the man was well trained in keeping even exposed situations hidden, maybe she could look closer on the footage later and get more out of it.
Amaya followed the mans movement, she did not say anything to him, just watched with a slight frown on her face, it was all just to convenient, she had only just arrived in town, there was no way she had gotten someones attention so fast, this person or people had to have kept an eye on her for a longer time.
She followed the man with her eyes as he left once more, she was now alone in the alley, she was staring at the envelope for almost two minutes.
This offer was generous, too generous, but $5000 she could get allot done with that money, and if she got trough to helping them with whatever it was, then she might be able to afford a small lab where she could get to work on her own stuff, get back to fixing her eye, and also get the electronics for better examination of footage, and as well as better hacker possibilities.
She really just wanted to leave the envelope there, and never have to see those people again, but then it went trough her head, if she left it all behind now, she would never be able to pay back for the humiliation she suffered here, that put all the other feelings behind her, she picked up the envelope, and tucked it away inside her coat, she could at least give it a look before deciding on anything.
She went on home for the day, as little as she wanted to admit it, that last hit messed her up pretty badly, she would need to rest for the day if she was to be ready for the next day.