Who Are Predisposed To Violence And Psychoopathic Decisions?

“We should go into this alley to discuss this.” Epsilon said. “Talking about this out loud isn’t the greatest idea.”

“Inventing conspiracies that are inspirational have a chance at changing the world for the better.” Kira looked like she wanted to continue, but glanced at Nora and Jonas who were glaring at her.

“Alright. Enough of this macho shit,” Rosie said. “As for you Hector, so now you know.

“You’ve heard the message, we will no longer have any ties to any of our field agents.” Malory responded, her voice colder than stainless steel, but as smooth as ivory.

“ The radiation, i- its genetically modifying humans until they go crazy and attack each other.” Rich said , saddened.

“Yeah, in a good way. Mine was too, but it was my choice. College prepared me to think and do research to confirm my thoughts. But I’m not in your league.” Dr. Alex Cord didn’t really intend that what he voiced be taken literally. He was making a cryptic statement about what he had done on himself from the fruits of his own research. “No. I’m not in your league,” he repeated, “but that bang on your head might have set you on a plane so intellectually exulted, that it might never be equaled.”

"We're planning an assault tomorrow, and we need one more unit. I'll understand if you refuse, but we might find some answers there. Answers that I think we all want."

“Nope, you lost and I won. Besides you wouldn’t want to go against a wimpy girl again would you?” replied Natasha. Sean stormed away in anger and never attended the arm wrestling matches again, which gave other people a chance to win. Natasha’s friends ran up to her and jumped up and down. They were so excited. The crowd started cheering and lifted Natasha up onto the crowd and carried her to the announcer, who gave her a blue ribbon that said, “Arm Wrestling

“Well, because he was all up in his brain matter, overthinking all of his options, as usual!” she caved. “And he picked the oh-so-predictable least-risk option!” she complained and threw her hands up in aggravation. “Seriously. I dunno how you guys can stand him.”

“They probably will,” Ryan said. He looked at Zack for a few moments. “You love her don’t you?” Zack looked down at his hands, looked back up at him, and nodded his head. “It’s not part of the job is it cause I’ll kick your ass.”

“Alex doesn’t have amnesia!” Kohta said. “I could’ve sworn that he flashed this angry look when I looked at him. Of course he remembers!”

“You know what, Denny, that’s the difference between you and me,” Orson said nodding, relaxed as ever. “You don’t know how to take advantage of an opportunity—and I do.”

“Yes, but his opinion didn’t matter until your younger brother ruined our plan.” Orion was still bitter over how Ralan had destroyed their work, but he also enjoyed Larsen’s squirming over every reminder of

Damien walked over to Alexandria in the Amity compound and laid a hand on her shoulder. She turned around. "Oh, hey." she said. "Yeah, hey. I 'm thinking of joining the Erudite 's side." he said. "What? Why?" she asked, staring at him with a puzzled expression on her face. "I feel that the Erudite are correct. The Abnegation should be gone. Also, you should come with me." he said. "What the hell is wrong with you?" she asked. "I know what 's right and wrong, Lex." Damien said, glaring at her. "No, you don 't." Alexandria said. Damien put a hand on the shoulder where she got shot and put pressure on it as his revenge. "DAMN YOU, LEX. ALWAYS UNDERESTIMATING ME!" he screamed.

He slowly began to pace around Beast boy. “Just what purpose do you serve to them? What do you bring to team? Robin’s the leader, Cyborg’s the technician, Starfire’s the heart; and Raven’s the brains. You’re nothing more than a weak link, holding them back.”