War of the Elementalists

((Mind if I do this with a NPC?))

"We got sights on fugitive Morgoth Raven and a female accomplice on a slightly scratched motorcycle. Morgoth Raven is armed and dangerous, the female accomplice is unknown. Pursuing suspect." said a highway trooper into his walkie talkie.

Vladimir picked this up on his long-range police scanner. "Dang, Houdini's trying to lose me." he said to himself. At the nearest exit, Vladimir switched interstates and headed to California.

Meanwhile, a trooper was in hot pursuit of Morgoth. "Pull over your car now, you are a fugitive of the United States government. If you stop now we won't hurt you!" the trooper yelled through his speaker.

Morgoth whispered to Elena, "Run."

Then Morgoth generally flew straight up into the sky.

Dan had fallen asleep as they were driving, quickly dreaming. His dream was of figures clad in varying colors, and of a figure in flames, spreading black wings and flying away. "Demon" the thought whispered in his mind. He jerked awake.

Vlad continued driving in the direction of California.

Morgoth looked down and saw a car, and vainly saw the man who had attacked him. He casually raised the earth around the car, blocking it from moving. Then he soared down and used his diamond-lined fist to slam the car.

"I need to be on pills again." Vladimir muttered to himself after cursing in Russian. How is this man doing these things? he thought. Vlad crawled around the dented in cieling to the backseat and grabbed his bulletproof armor and carbine. He busted the trunk open and loaded his rifle behind the car, out of sight from Morgoth momentarily.

Morgoth cocked his rifle and found the man. "You come to my....friend's house, almost kill me, and expect me to back off?"

Morgoth sent two rounds into Vlad's chest and then used his powers to mend Vlad to the ground with his legs. He used earth to wrap up Vlad's gun and hands.

Helpless yet with with anger too, Vladimir looked up at the mysterious man. There was nothing he could do to escape. One of the bullets had caught him on his right chest. "I am not a man of personal vendettas or quabbles, I am a mercenary from the Old Country. I was to be paid by a man named Elda for your death. I have nothing against you, I was just doing my job. He was going to pay me two-hundred thousand dollars. Would you not accept the money too?" he said. A slight wind picked up around the restrained Vlad.

Morgoth sighed and got something out of his pocket, and scribbled something on it.

"Here. A check for four hundred thousand dollars. Attack me or my friend again, that check gets sanded," Morgoth said, putting it in Vlad's mouth.

Morgoth snapped his fingers, having the earth and the bullet leave Vlad.

Vladimir spit the paper out of his mouth and started to walk away. He ripped it in two and a strong wind blew the two pieces away. He turned around to face Morgoth. "I won't accept your money. Why are you so sympathetic to me?" Vlad said.