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"Work for us or spent the next 20 years in a Metahuman prison." These word rang through Enyo every time she got a call to assist in some government agency work. This time it was the DEA call. A drug bust was going down and she had been "volunteered" by the FBI to help.

"Shoot the bitch!" cried out gang member. Enyo had already taken a shotgun blast to the chest as she went hunting. She caught sight of one and open fire.
"Enyo, come in. We got another 3 running from the building. I think we got them." the radio buzzed in ear.
"I have 5 down." She opened fire on another as rounded the corner. "Make that 6...." she open fire on one more after taking a couple of shots from behind. "7." she whispered to herself.

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"Work for us or spent the next 20 years in a Metahuman prison." These word rang through Enyo every time she got a call to assist in some government agency work. This time it was the DEA call. A drug bust was going down and she had been "volunteered" by the FBI to help.

"Shoot the bitch!" cried out gang member. Enyo had already taken a shotgun blast to the chest as she went hunting. She caught sight of one and open fire.
"Enyo, come in. We got another 3 running from the building. I think we got them." the radio buzzed in ear.
"I have 5 down." She opened fire on another as rounded the corner. "Make that 6...." she open fire on one more after taking a couple of shots from behind. "7." she whispered to herself.