The dust begins to clear and I gasp at what I witness. A familiar figure of a woman I know decently well from my work with the Powered Human Enforces branch of the Newmars Police… Her tied up brown hair being whipped to the side from the residual force of her breaking the wall.

But what the hell is she doing here?

"Isabelle? What the hell?”

<Wait, THAT'S Isabelle Foster?>

Dad exclaims. 

He seems a  lot more shocked than he should be…

Isabelle moves her arm in a swift motion, and the sheer force of it clears the remaining smoke away from her. She glances over to Adam who lowers his arm.

"Wait, you know her?" 

Adam asks, letting his guard down. Isabelle notices this and dashes towards him at high speed. 

He doesn't notice so I have to jump into action, knocking Adam away, as Isabelle punches where Adam was with me blocking it. Well, I hoped that was the case. That was more me redirecting it. She hits just as hard as I remember, but that's super strength for you.

Unfortunately for me, it’s more than enough force to send me flying, ramming into the opposite wall.

"Damnit, Adam. Pay attention!" I yell at him in frustration. This is really not the time for him to be, him.

"Oh shi- gack!" Before Adam can reply, he is also smacked into the same wall, by way of a kick.

"Gonna, shit, ow. Pay attention now?" I force myself up.

"Yeah, sorry. Man, is her Ability Super Strength?”

"Yeah. But she’s Advanced it. A lot. It augments her speed too. So don't go thinking she's slow. She's honed her ability basically to its peak.”

“Let me guess, know her from your uh, “part time job” ?”

“Pretty much- and, shit move!"

"Wa-" 

We both move out of the way as Isabelle punches in our direction, sending a huge amount of force towards us from long range, colliding into the wall and shaking the entire building. It’s an attack she calls “Air Fist”. Pretty apt considering the force of it basically makes it a long range attack. Pretty much a freaking cannon.

<Son, check her eyes for me.> 

As Dad suggests, I look at her again and with my cybernetic eyes, zooming in on her pupils, as I notice something.

Her eyes… She looks like she’s drugged!

“Dad, her pupils are dilated!”

"I thought as much, I can see it on my screen too. She's under the influence of... something."

"Adam. I'll keep her busy. You know what to do."

I run towards Isabelle not waiting for an answer. I know I can trust him with this atleast.”

"Right, be careful."

"No worries."

Isabelle sends off another Air Fist with her right hand. While still running, I dodge it and close the distance. At this, Isabelle closes the distance in kind, energises her hands and prepares to fight at close range.

She slashes at me with her hand out straight. Given past experiences, I know this slash is just that, something that could cut me in two. I block with my hastily created sword and then turn myself away from her to redirect the momentum.

"Yup, strong as always."

I glance up and can see electricity gathering above us. Looks like he’s ready. 

Even charged up faster than usual. Heh. I guess he is getting better. Hope he remembers to actually do the invocation on this. I doubt it’ll be strong enough otherwise.

"Adam, now!"

"Lightning Strike!" Adam thrusts his hands down and the attack engulfs Isabelle in a bolt of electricity that electrocutes her, making her convulse and then fall to the ground, hard.

Adam pants heavily 

"Hows that?"

"Good job. That looked a little stronger than usual."

"She’ll probably have the worst headache she’s ever had but I think since she has super strength as an ability… she has to have the endurance to supplement it right?

I’m surprised he realised that. He’s right though. Generally having an Ability means you usually have some kind of secondary to make it even function properly.

"Right. Good work. I’m impressed."

"Thanks for the distraction bro."

Dad chimes in from the intercom. 

<Take her to the infirmary, I’ll patch her up and we’ll see what we can find out.>

"Alright dad." 

I pick her up and start to walk out of the room. 

Just what the hell is going on, Isabelle?