“You know…I gotta hand it to you Fairbanks. You had me running these past few days. I mean I lost a factory, my entire police pull around the city as well as my personal assassin.”

The two circled each other while Victor continued to talk like he was in control. Little did Dana know was that Victor was in control of the entire situation. He looked at the two girls who stood side by side with each other.

“Now this is nice. A girl always needs her friends…even in death.”

“What makes you so sure that you are going to win?” Dana said, still keeping her eyes on Victor as he stopped in his tracks and looked her straight in her coal black eyes.

“Well for one. I can do this now.”

Victor let out a huge roundhouse punch to Dana’s jaw. She tried to block the blow as best as she could, yet with out her quick speed and strength she couldn’t react in time to deflect the attack.

His fist connected with the former tennis player’s jaw sending her down to one knee. As  Dana looked up from her position she saw Victor’s boot heading towards her face.

The kick sent Dana flying into one of the walls as she crashed against the brick wall at full speed. She crashed to the ground as pain shot throughout her entire body. She slowly gets up to one knee as she shakes her head in an attempt to clear it. She spits out the blood that was oozing from her mouth onto the dirty ground. She looked up at Victor in disbelief and at her new found dilemma. She was losing her powers.  

“Well I do believe the lady is speechless.” Victor laughed out as he walked towards Dana’s direction. Dana got up and attempted to fight back throwing punches and kicks towards the drug dealer, but whatever she threw at him, he easily deflected and blocked her attacks as if he was fighting a novice.

 As she threw a punch at him, he easily countered it and locked her wrist within his arm. With ease he lifted up the resurrected woman and slammed her against another wall.