Gwen
Gwen swiftly climbed up the side of the building, her hands aching slightly as she looked up at the two storey's she had left to climb. She went faster, the less time she spent on the side of the building, twenty-eight storeys high, the better.
She reached the window she was looking for and pushed it open. She jumped into the room and let her eyes adjust to the dark, then found her way to the door. She opened it and cautiously stepped out, closing the door behind her.
"Hmmm," Gwen breathed.
She looked around and then spotted the room she was looking for, and headed over to it. As she opened the door, she spotted the safe and cracked her knuckles and attached the cords and leads to the safe, and into her ear.
She'd just cracked it and pulled it open when she head the unclicking of the safety on a gun. She turned around slowly to see Mark smiling at her.
"Surprise," he said.
Gwen's eyebrows knitted together in concern. "What?"
"Now," Mark began, pulling something out of his pocket, "I'm afraid, I'm going to have to take these." He grabbed her arm roughly and attached a tiny silver mechanism to her arm.
Gwen watched in horror as it glowed and sparked, and she realised what he'd done. He'd taken her powers. Still, didn't stop her from fighting. She was about to raise her fist to punch him when he fired the gun into her shoulder. She screamed.
Mark shook his head. "Naughty, naughty. Now... guess you'll be coming with me, won't you?" He kicked her in the head, and she fell to the ground, unconscious. He lifted her up roughly and took her downstairs to the car, where he drove to the lab.
He pulled Gwen out of the car, and dragged her into the cell she'd be held in, then once they were there, he lay her on a makeshift operating table, and chained her to it.