Once I stood on the stage with her, I gripped my gun with both hands, pointing it at the woman before me. "FREEZE! NYPD!" I shouted out as I slowly made my way

over to her, but all she did was watch me as I moved. She didn't seem afraid or intimidated by my approach. What the hell is wrong with this woman? As I stood in

front of her, my gun pointed at her, she maintained her sneer, as if bragging about something. It sounded kinda weird in my head, but there was something… evil

about it. Something cold… "Hmm… you're the only one who seems fine…" she spoke out, the sweetness of her voice when she was singing gone. Instead, it sent a

shiver up my spine, like as if she was completely different from just a few minutes ago. "What?" I responded to her statement, unsure of what to make of it. "You

should be awakening soon…" "What are you talking about?" I interrupted, screaming at her. I don't understand what's going on with her! Is she crazy? But, the actress

seemed unfettered by my outburst, speaking as if I said nothing. "Listen… Your cells are trying to communicate… They're calling out…" she said as she lifted her right

arm up into the air above her head. "I said freeze!" I yelled at her as she moved, inching closer to her with my gun, but she seemed unimpressed. I stared at her

angrily, wondering what the hell was wrong with her, when something strange started to happen. My face relaxed from anger to confusion as I saw specks of green

light start to converge on her outstretched hand. "What the…?" I mumbled out. What's going on? Is this some kind of trick? Is she trying to confuse me? I relaxed my

guard, my gun lowering as I watched the lights get more concentrated on her hand, until it was a bright, glowing orb. My jaw hung slightly at the sight, but I was

quickly brought back to earth when she suddenly aimed her hand, and the orb, at me. I quickly raised my gun again, pointing it at her, my heart beating quickly. "I

said FREEZE! Stop what you're doing and put your hands on your head or I will shoot!" I shouted at her, but it didn't work again. She didn't seem afraid at all, and that

orb of light in her hand is starting to freak me out. The actress said nothing, merely smirking at me as the light suddenly shot out of her hand, flying towards me! With

little time to think, I quickly rolled to the left, the beam of light narrowly missing my face. I knelt on the floor, looking towards the seats where the beam shot toward,

and noticed that the chair that it hit left a burned hole! A laser? What the hell? I quickly turned back to the actress to see that she was aiming her hand at me again,

another shot being charged. Gritting my teeth, I hesitated no longer as I fired my gun on her three times. But, my jaw dropped in shock as I saw something

impossible happen: the bullets were stopped in midair before they could hit her! Did she stop them? How is that possible? I was completely unprepared for something

like this, so I didn't realize that she fired her laser again before it hit me through the stomach. It felt like a searing hot poker was jabbed into me as I screamed out in

pain, dropping my gun as I held the bleeding hole in my side with my right hand, using my left hand to hold myself up from the floor. My breathing became much

labored as pain shot through my whole body, sweat dotting my forehead. I started to cough up blood as I slowly looked up at the woman who she smiled coldly back

down at me. What the hell… is this some kind of magic…? No… that's crazy… She must have some kind of hidden weapon… Damn it… What am I going to do…?

At that moment, while I was on the floor in pain and she standing over me, as I was starting to think that I was going to die at age 25, I felt an intense heat starting to

radiate from my body. My whole body felt like it was burning up! Have I been set on fire? No… no, I haven't... I screamed out once the heat started to be more than I

can bear. What is this feeling? "What's happening? My body! It's… It's getting hot!" I shouted out in pain, my body cringing from the sensation. Before I could attempt

to make sense out of any of this, bright orange specks of light suddenly sprung to life all around me! I gasped as I looked around quickly at the lights. Was she doing

this too? What's going on? "…Just as I thought…" the actress finally spoke at that moment. I quickly looked at her angrily, my teeth bare. "What… is this? What did you

do to me?" I shouted at her, coughing again but keeping my posture as I looked up at her, still holding my side. "Our bodies are communicating with each other…" she

answered simply. I was really starting to get tired of her. "…WHAT? Communicating what? What do you want?" I shouted at her, as I felt some renewed strength,

standing up shakily, my hand still on the hole in my side. The woman merely smiled at me, as she shook her head slightly. "The more you use that power, the more

you will become… like me…" she answered softly but coldly. I growled deeply at this as I quickly bent down to grab my gun, pointing it at her again, breathing heavily

from my wound. "Power…? What power? Who ARE you?" I asked shakily, my gun unsteady as I struggled to hold it up straight. The woman continued to look at me,

not answering me for a few moments before smiling again. "Eve…" she finally answered. I blinked my eyes to this, my breathing becoming steadier. "Eve…?" I

repeated, confusion seeping into my mind every few minutes, the woman tilting her head up slightly as she looked at me. "I'm surprised you don't know me, Aya…

You should know me well…" she added, a hint of mockery in her voice. I gasped when she said this, not knowing what to think. "What…?" I blurted out, before

something suddenly flashed across my mind.

A hospital room. Two beds, with a curtain for privacy between them. The right bed is empty, but the left bed is holding what looks like a little girl… What is this? But

then the sight vanished from my eyes. I shook my head, my vision getting a bit disoriented, and my eyes to the floor now. "…What was that…?" I mumbled out, feeling

more confused than ever. Then I heard the woman laughing at my confusion. I looked up at her with a scowl, but she…glided... away from me towards the back of the

stage. "Wait! Where are you going? I'm not through with you yet!" I shouted out at her, pointing my gun towards her again, but she was already gone. Cursing my

luck, I took a few deep breaths, my grip on my gun tightening. What the hell is going on? I don't get any of this! And with this wound… Wait… I just realized that I

wasn't feeling any pain from my wound anymore. I lifted my blood-stained hand from it and gasped at what I saw: The wound is gone! As if it was never there! Did it…

heal…? Impossible... is what I want to say, but I think I'm passed that point now. As I felt my strength return to me, my mind was filled with so many questions. Who

was that woman? How did she set fire to all those people? What is that power she used? And what is this feeling that I have in my heart? But more importantly, what is

she after? I checked my remaining ammunition in my handgun; everything looks good. I sighed out once again as I cocked my gun. Eve… The fear I was feeling

before starting to subside, I set my sights in the direction that she "flew" towards, running after her at top speed.

My name is Aya Brea. I'm an NYPD officer.